"The whole army turns to fight!" Pastanon's voice was so loud that he could pierce the sky. The generals of the legion came back from the shock. After making a very short choice, they began to mobilize the legion with all their might to turn around to fight.

"Sir, what should Helena do?" The adjutant wearing red mail flashed timidly, feeling his tongue trembling.

"Helena's side has left a regiment, and the others will fight the Imperial Cavalry with all their might."

Pastanon waved his hand vigorously and glanced across the Helena barrier. The fire wall outside the city wall had not yet been extinguished. Although Helena blocked the attack, the loss was not small. According to the information, Helena's defenders killed only 5,000 people. Facing the back of a 40,000-man army, it was already very good to leave a regiment to deal with it. | [m At this time, Pastanon also felt something was wrong. In the information, it was not mentioned that the Falcon Empire had invested such a large number of cavalry clusters on the Eastern Front. In terms of quantity, it was at least more than 10,000.

Don't that group of people from the intelligence department know what the only missed report means? On such an open terrain, the high-speed cavalry cluster is enough to determine the direction of the entire battle. If I had known this before, I would never have chosen to cross the Nurene attack on the Helena barrier.

Because it is more than thirty miles from Nurene to Helena Fortress, it takes three to four hours for infantry to march quickly, but it only takes one hour for the light cavalry to advance rapidly. The time difference is that even if he pushes 40,000 people up, it is impossible for him to not be able to break the Helena barrier.

The stupid pigs from the Kingdom Intelligence Department! Pastalon scolded the Kingdom Intelligence Department for making mistakes in his heart, and his intestines were regretful. The delayed intelligence system made him make a fatal mistake. What did he do to beat Helena? No matter how stupid he is, he would not be so stupid that he used the lives of the 40,000 family army to bet on this one hour's chance. It was too slim and there was no possibility of winning at all!

Because of the inaccuracy of the information, I used the wrong method at the wrong time and hit Helena Fortress head-on, and then the current situation is now. I can't go forward, and I can't retreat. It's like being caught on the spot.

"Is this a mistake from the Intelligence Department or a conspiracy from the Military Affairs Department..." Pastanon suddenly unconsciously felt a very unconscious thought. The Military Affairs Department has always been very cold to him, and he didn't even participate in such a national war. Why did he throw such a huge achievement at once on the sky like a pie falling from the sky? Forty years ago, the Military Affairs Department had betrayed the Pasta family once. Who dares to say that this history will not happen again forty years?

"The queue turns, fight!"

The guards of Pastanon's army, the sound of the officers breaking their throats reveals a hint of sadness. The cavalry of such a large scale cannot be stopped from the front. They will die behind them! The officers did not say it, but all the eyes could see it.

If it were other Feshan's legions, they would have begun to collapse when they encountered such cavalry assaults. At the very least, they would be in a mess and could not line up, let alone the exhausted battle under Helena City and the bloody Pastanon legion, which had no combat power to block the attack from the back of tens of thousands of cavalrymen.

But this is the Pasta family's private army, the Pasta family's private army that had gritted their teeth and returned forty years ago, even if there were only 3,000 people left forty years ago. This kind of conventional situation cannot be solved. All officers are the children of the Pasta family, and they have close ties with the Pasta family from top to bottom. In a combat team, there are brothers, fathers and sons, friends, blood relatives who are entrusted with life and death, and partners worthy of sacrifice. This stable military structure, since it has just suffered a severe setback, is also very well-organized at this time.

The front enemy swarmed and was attacked from both sides. Only by blocking the first wave can the army have a chance to take a breath. "Stay calm, as long as you withstand the first wave, it will be easier to deal with it later!" Countless spearmen rushed to the back line bravely, and used countless cold and beautiful spears to form a gun wall.

"Boom" The ground was trembling, and the cavalry clusters that came from afar were covered with black clouds. Black armor and red helmets spread like fire to the flat plain in front of them, murderous intent soared into the sky, and thousands of troops rushed for dozens of miles. The cavalry pursued the camp and killing generals like wind. Isn't it just this moment! No one was looking forward to the horsepower of the war horse, and following the surging war horse craze like crazy.

The crossbow shot of the imperial cavalry broke out early at about 110 meters.

The clusters of arrows flew out from the front like rainstorms. The cold arrows dragging the white tail feathers flew into the sky in an arc, turning into a metal waterfall that spans a hundred meters away. They rushed into the Pasta army array like locusts. A scream sounded behind the uncovered shield wall array.

"Ah! Ah!"

The soldiers of Feishan fell down one by one, and blood splattered. The Feishan archers' queue standing in the back formation did not fluctuate at all.

"Preparation!" The archer captain shouted vigorously, as blood seemed to seep out of the voice. Teams of archers stood behind the spear with a solemn expression, without the protection of shields. Facing the cluster of arrows falling from the air, they gathered all their strength towards the sky, and slowly raised the infantry bow in their hands towards the forty-degree angle of the sky.

Fifty meters, Feishan's archer released the arrow cluster as he ordered, and countless arrow clusters flew up.

Only after entering fifty meters can Feishan's bow shoot through the Emperor's armor, especially the cavalry in front of him is suddenly wearing the imperial guards armor. The arrows flew away and immediately shot the black cavalry running in front of him. The cavalry above was hit by countless arrows, and the bodies of the arrows were inserted into the arrows, and they suddenly boiled out of the war horse like a hedgehog.

"Raider"

For the entire attack line, such fluctuations were minimal. The imperial cavalry in the front row had already raised cavalry shields at this moment, and spears were placed flat in front of the cavalry's attack.

"Come on, see who dies first!"

Fei Shan's spearman was beating his heart, and his hands holding the spear were covered in sweat. The ends were erected diagonally upwards, and one end was stably inserted into the ground.

Such a fierce cavalry cluster is rare in the world.

But every soldier of Feshan had no intention of retreating at all. When all the utilitarian hearts were put aside and when all the extra thoughts were occupied by living, the Pasta children of this generation did not indignate the reputation of their fathers decades ago.

"Dare to die!" A roaring shout seemed to ignite everyone's blood, like a storm rolling up a howling on the Pasta military flag.

"Dare to die!" The shouts of shouting came one after another, gathering into a torrent.

The Pasta family's death army! This is glory and blood and tears. Forty years ago, when only three thousand Pasta family troops were left, they appeared in Fisan Kyoto again in ruins, the entire Fisan Kyoto was infuriated. The spirit of the Pasta private army fighting to the death shocked all the Kyoto people. At that time, people were panic. Many people thought that the defeat was like a mountain and Kyoto could not be defended, but the Pasta family gave them a miracle. If even a private army could not be eliminated, why should the Istans conquer the royal capital? Under the great morale and morale, the Istans were also afraid, and finally chose to negotiate. In the following forty years, which Fisans did not give a thumbs up and say that the Pasta family was a group of heroes,

If this is not the case, the big men in the Military Affairs Department would not be upset and always keep the Pasta family out of the Military Affairs Department. They regard it as an alien because that war is the glory of the Pasta family, but it is a shame for the soldiers of Feshan.

Hundreds of thousands of regular troops were actually rescued by a private army. It also covered the evacuation of most people as the palace army. Those who survived owed a great favor to the Pasta family. If the Pasta family was allowed to enter the Military Affairs Department, the position of the Military Affairs Minister was the Pasta family. This is not what the military affairs bosses wanted to see, nor was it the Feishan royal family wanted to see. With a private elite army of 40,000 people and then serving as the Faisan military affairs Minister, the Pasta family's power has touched the bottom line of the royal family.

The Pasta family must be blocked from entering the Military Affairs Department, otherwise it will be a huge hidden danger! The inner thoughts of the upper military level are like this, but they are tacit, just like the situation in front of them. Although most officers and soldiers have not yet figured out this beautiful raid, how did they slid from the winner to the dilemma of being defeated by the enemy and fighting to the death, but it did not affect everyone's judgment. With the shocking shouts, the entire legion suddenly burst out like the tragic war that almost destroyed the entire family men forty years ago.

When the black cavalry craze that hit the wind surged like layers of walls! When the horse's hooves were roaring like thunder, they could not tell the points, and when the earth trembled, the eyes were filled with heavy thunder as tall as monsters,

The entire legion suddenly became quiet. The wind hit the face, and only cold was cold. If his sacrifice could give the people behind him a chance to survive, it would be worth it. He must live! Live with my share! "A leader of the Feishan spearmen who was about thirty years old and stood in the front row looked at his younger brother in the archer array behind. He calmly put down the metal surface on his helmet and blocked his pale face. Although the surface surface on the helmet was almost useless when facing the impact of a large cavalry cluster, it was completely psychological, but he hoped to persist for a little more. In this way, the brothers behind him had a higher chance of survival. Archers should be able to survive until the end!

"kill"

The black cavalry on the opposite side flew over and pressed over, and the spear pierced through his body like lightning. He quickly sprinted the whole person with the high speed of the war horse. In this way, the squadron leader was inserted into the array of Fei Shan's army behind him. "Bang bang" a piece of spear pierced. The imperial cavalry on the war horse was picked up, and a striking bright red blood column immediately rolled into blood. The shape of the body falling from the horse's back was like weeds swept by the wind. Blood exploded at the front of the spear, like an explosion of red tide.

"Stop them!" A general of a legion was covered in blood. The sword in his hand had long been broken. Now he was holding a spear in his hand. The position of his palm was shattered with blood.

In front of him, the imperial cavalry swarmed in a group of people pressed up, and the sting gun in his hand pierced into the body of the Feshan soldiers. Then he shook off the cavalry sword in his hand and slashed down at the chaotic Feshan soldiers from above and downwards. His strong helmet was also chopped down and his brain was flying.

The infantry spear hit the cavalry's shield and was directly broken into several sections by the recoil force. The spearman's tiger's mouth collapsed directly and cracked.

Thousands of thunder sounded muffled by the horse's hooves, and the shiny swords moved forward like waves, bringing blood to the sky. The big heads were slashed into the air by the arc of the swords. The war horses swept across the plain like thunder, like a flood. Even with the tenacity and madness of the Pastanon private legion soldiers, they were defeated step by step. The queue was almost uncontrollable. The opponent's impact was too fierce. The cruel momentum of the death battle, the black cavalry armor bathed in blood, and the empire sword blurred in the sun, making every Feishan soldier's heart tremble!

Fortress Helena, the flames were still burning under the city, like an isolation belt, separating the fierce fighting outside from the fortress. The battle situation outside was reflected into the commander without missing a trace. In the eyes of Tanlisus, the commander of the Seventh Flag of the Imperial Central Army, in the square in the fortress behind him, the wind blew past the square. Tanlisus raised his hand on the wall, his eyes narrowed into a line. The Pastanon Legion is worthy of being the best elite rank of Feishan. He can hold on for so long under the raid of more than 10,000 imperial cavalry, but what can it do?

"Fill the soil!"

With his order, the imperial soldiers above the city gate would have thrown the earth bags that had already been piled up on the city wall from the city wall to the bottom. A large amount of dry soil fell from the air like rain in the flames below the city gate, and were isolated from the ground. The momentum of the flame burning suddenly became weaker, and soil continued to fall, and the flames were quickly extinguished by a large number of dry soil to the point where they could pass.

"The emperor in the city is about to rush out!"

The infantry regiment left by Pastalon quickly formed a team, crowded with people in front of the city bridge. At this time, the emperor in the fortress rushed out, and the infantry regiment commander had a hint of mocking. He had long known that you would be good at playing. Do you think that only you can rush, so we wouldn't be able to do it?

If the emperor dares to open the city gate, he will take the opportunity to attack Helena Fortress. In this impossible situation, he will reverse the entire battle situation. Only by taking Helena and with this fortress being strongly backed, the imperial cavalry will retreat.

"Everyone is ready! As soon as the door opens, I will rush!"

The infantry commander stood in front of the front wearing heavy armor, raised his hand shield and long sword, and at the defense line of the suspension bridge in front of him, the closed iron gate of Helena Fortress slowly opened in front of everyone. The breathing of the soldier Feshan paused neatly at this moment, and his body began to become tense like a bowstring. He crossed the suspension bridge and rushed towards the fortress gate, blocked the gate first, and said, "Kill, rush over!"

The soldiers of the Feshan army shouted excitedly, rushing towards the half-open fortress gate like a mountain collapse and a tsunami. Everyone felt great achievements waiting for themselves in front of them. The iron gate of the fortress was creaking, revealing a heavy blackness, as if even the light was absorbed by the black.

The wind blew on my face, and the red tassels were like fire, "What?"

The soldiers of Feishan who rushed in the front fought a cold war. When he saw it clearly, his heart was cold. His footsteps of running forward stopped suddenly, but it was too late. It was a whole team of black heavy armored soldiers, all of which were solemnly made by imperial craftsmen, and heavy armored cavalry riding on the horse with iron helmets and red tassels.

In the soldiers' ears, it seemed that the armored leaves could be heard slight attacks with a fine metal sound. The cavalry on the horse's back was tall and strong, and the armor covered the legs below the knees. In addition to melee axes and powerful assault crossbows, some heavy armored cavalry also carried a row of light javelins behind them. Even the wind blowing there was a smell of blood. The entire attack array seemed like a huge triangle.

The leading heavy armored cavalry suddenly scattered on the flag waving in the wind. It was a falcon guard flag wrapped in golden rust rings. "Retreat, heavy..." The soldier's extremely frightened shouting had not yet been fully shouted, and the black torrent of steel had rushed out from the fortress gate. The heavy heavy armored war horses knocked all the soldiers of the Feshan who were crowded between the city gate and the moat, (to be continued...)

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