The battle line is like a long snake, winding and turbulent, and the blood is like a torrent, gushing out violently. The front lines of the two armies are turbulent like waves, and the armies are advancing or retreating, intersecting like the rocks of the Cape Bay floating between the waves. The sparse places are moving erratically.
, the thick smoke and dust advanced and retreated erratically, and the bloody crowd was pushed forward like a tide, and then pushed back.
The strength of the orcs' central army was very dense. However, after being bombarded, the shells and stone bullets hit the hard ground and bounced into the crowd, crackling and rolling out broken limbs on the ground.
"They lack the troops capable of long-range firepower projection, but they have a lot of people," Prince Commodus said, pointing to the enemy's actions. "They need to approach as soon as possible, and then use those crazy warriors to tear apart our defense line. This action
We can predict it before the war, and we can make targeted arrangements."
The Beyelan army formed a broad and thick formation. The well-trained Beyelan infantrymen raised their shields and formed a tight shield formation shoulder to shoulder. The troops at the front were arranged in three rows, leaving a passage behind for easy support.
and retreat.
A large number of ballistae were also deployed in the gaps between the infantry queues to fire at the charging clan alliance soldiers.
The two-meter-long spear was ejected, whizzing across the battlefield and piercing the chests of the clan alliance soldiers, pinning them to the ground along with the soldiers behind them.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!" Along with the dull sounds, dozens of blood flowers suddenly bloomed on the clan alliance's battle line, but the others were still shouting wildly and rushing towards them.
"Throw your spear! Fire three volleys!" the chief centurion shouted angrily.
A sharp whistle sounded, and the soldiers pulled out their javelins that had been planted on the ground and threw them hard at the swarming Clan Alliance soldiers. The spears tore through the air and issued an unusually sharp and terrifying intensive roar, tearing apart the blood of the Clan Alliance soldiers.
flesh.
There was a scream in the clan alliance army. Ordinary soldiers were killed by spears in an instant, or they were nailed to the ground and screamed. Many orc warriors and extraordinary people were also mixed in the charging infantry, but those who were hit by spears
They also groaned and retreated, and all their strength was lost the moment the steel penetrated their bodies.
Even if Extraordinaries were much stronger than ordinary soldiers, they would still be injured by the rain of spears. Even the burly mountain monster was injured by the sharp spears and rolled to the ground like a hedgehog.
The well-trained Beyelan heavy infantry's three-round javelin swept across the enemy's front like a violent wind. The huge clan alliance assault force was as if it had hit the city wall and was stunned. Their dense formations were reduced by the shooting.
Sparse.
Accompanied by the war cry of a troll spearman, thousands of orcs, trolls and orc warriors finally rushed in front of them, using their battle axes and spears to slam into the shields of the infantry in front of them.
A rapid whistle sounded, and the infantrymen holding shields for defense immediately raised their swords and struck forward. The troll who pressed against the shield hit the solid shield with all his strength. After attacking for a while, there was no progress, and his momentum was gone.
He was weak, and suddenly received a violent blow, knocking him down in a row on the spot.
The orc army, which had suffered a big loss, smashed the shields again, and was firmly defended by the well-trained Beyelan heavy infantry. Suddenly there was another whistle, and the infantrymen thrust out spears and swords from the gaps in the shields again.
.
The unprepared trolls immediately chopped down another row, and the rest looked at the corpses of their fellow tribesmen in shock, and then looked at the unmoving iron armor shield wall in front of them, and they all started to shake.
…
"That's enough!" Overseer Wulong, the commander-in-chief of the Lum Front Army, nodded, "Send the berserkers to attack."
A loud drumbeat sounded from behind the clan alliance.
Hundreds of bare-chested orcs mixed in with the infantry. Upon receiving the order, these hidden warriors unscrewed the wine bottles on their waists, poured the red liquid into their mouths, and then looked like bears.
It roared and expanded.
Officer Beyelan, who was riding a horse, could even see from a distance that these soldiers began to transform in the crowd. Their skin became as red as boiling molten iron, and the muscles all over their bodies surged. They roared and pushed away their companions who were blocking the way.
Bu jumped up.
"Ula!"
These warriors rushed out with a roar, knocking away their comrades in front of them like war elephants, and then rushed towards the shield wall brandishing war hammers, giant axes, flails and maces.
"Shield wall! Hold on!"
The Beyelan soldiers put up their large shields, and the soldiers behind held up the soldiers in front, waiting for the coming violent impact. Then they suddenly found themselves flying into the sky.
"Ahhh!" The infantrymen who were attacked let out howls of ghosts and wolves. Heavy weapons flew across the hands of the berserker warriors, tearing apart the soldiers' shields and breastplates like crushing cardboard boxes, and smashing open their helmets and heads.
The berserker warriors slammed into the shield wall of Beyelan's army, like a flash flood hitting a rock. Many Beyelan soldiers were knocked into the air, but the remaining people still firmly defended their positions.
Hundreds of clan alliance infantrymen swarmed forward, and together with the berserkers, they slashed and knocked on the shield wall in front of them, and then killed the Beyelan soldiers who lost their protection one by one. The berserkers who were capable of killing even massacred them indiscriminately.
Followed by infantrymen.
Red and white liquids splashed everywhere on the forward position, and the reinforcements from behind continued to swarm up. The defense line became chaotic almost instantly. The determined heavy infantry were also frightened by the momentum of the berserkers and wavered.
"Fire!" Seeing the squadron in the front row being broken through by berserker warriors, the officers and sergeants of the second row gave the order, and hundreds of guns roared out, setting off a bloody rain of death on the clan alliance's front line.
"Hula la la la!" The berserker warriors were not afraid of the steel and death thrown at them, and they shouted wildly and pounced on the nearby Beyelan infantry.
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"What, what a crazy monster!" Prince Commodus watched in shock as the fearless orcs attacked his army. The determined heavy infantry battle lines broke and bent in a very short time. For a moment, he even forgot to give the order.
Order.
"Your Highness, it's almost time." Maximus reminded. But the prince was still in shock and could not recover.
The old general turned around and said to the officers: "Strike the enemy's flanks with long-range fire. Hold our line of defense. Send a signal and the infantry in the center retreat slowly.
"Cavalry group, assault."
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"Damn the orcs!" Sergeant Major Fenrir saw the legion front beginning to break up and shouted anxiously, "Isn't there any news about Warrant Officer and their observations?"
"Haven't seen the semaphore yet."
"Give me the echo crystal!" the sergeant major grabbed the crystal and shouted, "Where are you people? Where are my observations? Where are the firing instructions?"
"Keep on holding on, we'll be there soon, soon!" Senamon's tone was also extremely anxious. There was a whistling wind in the echo, and he was still running hard.
"It's too late! Our legion will be finished if we wait any longer!" Fenrir shouted, "I will move the big snake and continue shelling on the nearby mounds to support the front line! Damn it, I don't know the range and landing point...
"
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"Oh, this, this! Is our army really defeated!?" Test Warrant Officer Sast watched the orcs attack the Byerland Army on the high ground, tearing apart the battle line bit by bit, and his whole body trembled, "The orc master is terrifying.
Such!"
Hey, this defeatist! Sennamon cursed in his heart.
They had just rode up the hillside on horseback, and before they had time to observe, the situation in the Chinese army had already become turbulent.
The situation was already very dangerous, and the bodies of skirmishers and rangers who had just died in the battle were scattered on the ground. Sennamon started to beat his heart as soon as he arrived here, but when he thought about the Orochi Cannon behind him still waiting for his instructions, he could only
Cheer up with all your strength.
The infantry of both sides were fighting fiercely, and Beyelan's infantry formed a tight formation. Hundreds of naked orc berserker warriors, holding battle axes half as tall as a man, rushed towards them with ferocious roars.
Their impact was extremely shocking, just like wild waves hitting the rocks on the shore. The rocks that were hit were shattered and splashed.
One figure was knocked into the air, and the orc berserker waved his giant ax and spun in the shield wall and the forest of guns. The legion's front began to collapse and disintegrate, and many places began to break.
This was the first time for Sennamon to watch such a terrifying battle. The strength of the orc warriors was beyond imagination. Even from a few hundred meters away, the unstoppable bravery made people fight.
He couldn't help but suspect from the bottom of his heart that such a terrifying enemy was not something that humans could fight against! Even if the snake was given guidance on the shooting angle and landing point, nothing would change.
Senamon shouted with his last hope and sense of responsibility: "Sergeant, hold on and wait a little longer!"
"Idiot, I even moved the gun positions..."
The echo signal is interrupted.
"Hey, Fenrir, wait, Sergeant Major, answer."
The Echo Crystal was enveloped in a rustling echo, and nothing could be heard.
"Interference? Or is it too far away?" Sast shouted in surprise, "Wait a minute, look at the ground, something is approaching."
There seemed to be something else hidden in the oppressive air. The stones and gravel on the ground bounced rapidly. Thunderclouds were approaching.
A whistling sound came from behind. Senamon, who was riding on horseback, didn't know what was happening for a moment. The sound of hunting wind and sharp whistling converged into a roar like a shower.
The earth is shaking, and a silver storm is pressing along the ridge.
"what is that?"
"It's the armored cavalry!"
More than a dozen squadrons of cavalry lined up in a dense formation, roaring past Senamon. They carried lances or sabers on their shoulders, looked ahead with firm eyes, rode their horses upright, and crossed at a slow trot.
The slope next to the infantry battle line rushed towards the side and rear of the orc army.
A group of armored cavalry passed by less than 10 meters in front of Sennamon. The leading knight wore a silver breastplate, held a purple lance, and had a pair of colorful wings on the saddle.
The wings whistled in the wind, like the roar of sea water. The astonishing sound was solemn and beautiful, as if it were the embodiment of the legendary will to wield heavenly punishment.
The leading knight glanced at the shocked Sennamon and Sastre. The sharp gaze under the dark golden visor was like a scarlet moon, and the tremor and fear that made people unable to look directly penetrated into the bone marrow.
"The one with the banner!" Sennamon whispered in his heart. Sast was so frightened that he fell off his horse.
At the same time, a majestic voice echoed deep in the hearts of the two warrant officers.
"Starting now, the armored cavalry will conduct a sudden attack as planned.
"Griffith, commander of the third-level assault squadron."