Steel, Guns, and the Industrial Party in Another World-Chapter 670: Retreating West
Chapter 670: Retreating West
TL: Rui88
“No! Your Highness Catherine, please, let me explain!”
Lemosite panicked. He was well aware that the town was now filled with the kingdom’s army.
An immense sense of fear gripped his heart, making his head spin.
Catherine let out a cold laugh.
“I can give you a chance to defend yourself, but you must lay down your arms!”
Lemosite actually hesitated for a moment.
A servant beside him said sternly, “It’s all over if we drop our weapons! We’ll cover you, my lord, as you break out. There might still be a chance!”
Right! There might still be a chance!
Lemosite immediately turned his horse and charged back towards the town’s exit, with his attendants surrounding him.
Swoosh!
A continuous sound of something cutting through the air was heard as the kingdom’s army fired their crossbows. Several knights of the Bradley Family fell from their horses.
The crossbowmen avoided Lemosite in the center, aiming only for the knights around him.
The rain of crossbow bolts only stopped when Lemosite and his men crashed into the kingdom’s cavalry that had come to intercept them.
The clash of iron armor and swords produced a loud clang. The townspeople who had been peeking out from the buildings quickly shrank back and shut their windows tightly.
The Bradley knights fought desperately, hoping to cover their lord’s escape from the town, but with only light armor and swords, they were no match for the kingdom’s knights, who were equipped with heavy armor and lances. They soon fell into a disadvantage.
Just as he was about to charge out of the town, in the midst of the fierce battle, a thrown rope ensnared Lemosite. He was brutally pulled from his horse and dragged wretchedly across the ground.
“Ah—!”
Lemosite let out a heart-wrenching scream. A horse’s hoof had trampled his calf, and intense pain instantly shot through his entire body.
“Your Highness, my apologies, I nearly killed this fellow by accident!”
The knights escorted the second son of the Bradley Family and ed to the princess with some lingering fear.
Looking at Lemosite, who was grimacing in pain, Catherine’s resentment eased slightly.
This man had spoken insolently to her not long ago, and she really wanted to run her sword through his throat.
But she held back.
“Your Highness, I am willing to confess everything to you! I only hope that you can forgive my sins.”
Lemosite, now a defeated man, humbly begged her for his life.
“Everything?”
“Yes, everything. My father’s conspiracy, and… and his cooperation with the orcs.”
“Hmph! You can explain it all to me slowly on the road! Keep a close watch on him. Don’t let him escape, and don’t let him die!”
Catherine’s voice was ice-cold.
“What about his attendants?”
“Three are still alive. The rest are dead!”
“And the supply convoy?”
“It’s all real goods. The transporters are also just ordinary civilians.”
“Hurry up and prepare to retreat to the Blackstone Plains!”
“Yes, Your Highness!”
Catherine did not hesitate for long and soon gave the order to head west.
There was reason to believe that Lemosite was not the only fool the Bradley Family had stationed here.
The knights of the kingdom’s army rode off at full speed. The residents of Ma Weng, hiding in their homes, watched in alarm as the streets were shrouded in billowing dust.
Many residents had already learned a worrying fact—the kingdom’s army from afar had clashed with the Duke’s army, and people had died.
Did this mean the Loess Lands were heading for a confrontation with the kingdom?
Many people were anxious and prayed to the Lord of Light to protect themselves and their families, as a conflict between a local lord and the king often led to war.
However, what temporarily relieved them was that the kingdom’s army seemed to have no intention of burning, killing, and looting within the town—a common treatment for rebellious territories.
After forming up outside the town, they headed towards the distant west.
——
In a certain valley, the orc general Kalem squinted his eyes and looked up at the sun in the sky.
Was this day going to pass just like that?
When his gaze returned to the ground, he happened to see Langfellow returning from walking his horse.
“Human!”
Kalem shouted loudly to stop him.
Langfellow turned his head helplessly, “Is there something, General Kalem?”
“My warriors and I have already wasted two days here. When is that girl you spoke of coming?”
The orc’s voice was thick with annoyance.
“We have already sent someone to contact Young Master Lemosite. I expect he is already leading the target on the road here. It won’t be long.”
“Hmph! That fellow Boyle said the same thing yesterday! By the Spirit of the Plains!”
The strong orc let out a cry of anguish.
“Our other army has already pounced on Watcher’s Fortress. They have achieved unparalleled merit and may have even taken that old fool Morton’s head.”
“And I… the great warrior of the plains, Kalem, am here guarding a spot to snatch a woman for your master. How absurd!”
“I shouldn’t have listened to your arrangement back then. I should have gone straight to the fortress. Perhaps I would have had the greatest merit this time!”
Faced with the orc’s incessant complaints, Langfellow calmly reminded him, “General Kalem, the Royal Knights are a powerful force. I don’t think you’d want to be attacked from behind while you are attacking the enemy’s rear.”
Kalem’s eyes widened. “Damn it, can’t you people even hold them off for a few days on your own?”
Just as their argument was about to escalate, a knight rushed to .
Seeing his panicked expression, both Langfellow and Kalem had a bad premonition.
“I did not encounter Lord Lemosite on the road. When I arrived at Ma Weng, the people there said he had been taken away by the kingdom’s army.”
Damn it!
The sudden turn of events made Langfellow curse inwardly.
Just as he was thinking about how to respond, Kalem next to him asked in a deep voice, “The kingdom’s army has entered the Loess Lands?”
“Uh… yes!”
“Since they took your master, which direction did they go?”
“The west! The people in the town all said they went west.”
Langfellow frowned and asked, “General, what do you plan to do?”
“Pursue!”
Kalem shouted loudly, his tone full of excitement.
“Now that we know the kingdom’s army’s movements, of course we must catch up to them, defeat them, and kill them! Uh… and rescue your master along the way, hahaha!”
He might have missed the battle for Watcher’s Fortress, but it was said that the Royal Knights were an even more elite force than the Watcher’s Legion.
If he could annihilate this force, the merit would be no less than attacking Watcher’s Fortress.
In fact, Kalem had targeted the Royal Knights from the beginning; otherwise, he would not have agreed to Langfellow and the others setting up an ambush here.
His earlier complaints were mainly due to the frustration of not receiving any news of the enemy.
Now, there was finally a clear direction.
At his command, the army lying in ambush in the valley began to stir.
Chapter 670: Retreating West
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