The warrior's war club swung, cutting through the thick cotton armor, and then "clicking" to cut through the fragile limbs. The militia's spear stabbed, piercing the strong leather armor, and then "puffing" into the soft waist and abdomen.
As the Mexican Legion broke in across the board, blood splattered on the several-mile-long front, and death wails rang out!
"Monkey" Kuruca wore a simple regimental commander's uniform, without a lofty back flag, and was inconspicuous in the pike formation. He commanded the pike regiment on the left wing and carefully observed the battle situation.
The Chapala Army was shocked by the sound of artillery that they had never heard before, and fell into a brief but violent chaos. The army's charge was timely and powerful, and it gained a comprehensive advantage on the battlefield!
On his right, the Holy City warriors of the Chinese army quickly broke into the enemy's formation, charged at the "feather" flag on the hill, and fought with the oncoming marshal's guards. On his left, on the periphery
The city-state warriors also gradually resumed their offensive and rushed into the circular formation of the Chapala militia.
"The warriors of the central army are holding on tenaciously, and the phalanx is still entangled, making it difficult to break through for a while. The militiamen on the periphery are frightened and uneasy, and the ranks are quickly scattered, leaving only the final blow!"
Kuruca pondered slightly, then called a personal guard to bring a message to the marshal under the Rear Marshal. Then he looked straight ahead, waved the flag in his hand, blew the copper whistle hanging around his neck, and sent more
The gun array was mobilized to the front line and fought with the samurai wearing sky blue uniforms.
Amid the regimental commander's brief whistle, ten dense phalanxes of spears held nearly three meters of spears, covering each other's flanks, and slowly and steadily penetrated into the enemy's formation. The spears stabbed at each other, and the first few rows of enemy soldiers
The samurai were like stranded fish, struggling in place, and then easily stabbed to death by the "fishermen"! Then, with the leader's longer whistle, the "fishermen" slowed down, stabilized their formation, and stabbed
Next batch of fish from Tarasco!
Seeing the successful attack of the gun array, "Monkey"'s eyes moved and his mouth smiled slightly.
The spear corps must maintain a stable formation in order to exert the killing effect of the dense spears. At the moment of the battle, rhythm is the most important! The militiamen can neither retreat in fear nor pursue bravely. They must maintain the same pace as their companions.
Although the new army has participated in many small battles, this is the first time for such a huge battle. In the moment of the battle, many spear soldiers were slightly disordered, their speeds were different, and they even separated from each other. The front side of the spear formation was like
It undulated like waves, forming an obvious gap. Fortunately, the Chapala warriors in the chaos did not seize this fleeting opportunity. They just shouted the names of the gods randomly and were stabbed to death by messy spears!
"Monkey" Kuruka waved the flag again and blew the brass whistle.
Several spear phalanxes gradually gathered together, and the interlaced glyphs gradually closed up to form a tight formation. Then, the spear formations, with layers of sharp spears, stabbed at the enemy more powerfully, and blood instantly gushed out.
After only a moment of fighting, hundreds of enemy warriors fell to the ground, spreading a bright red and blue on the front line.
Facing the approaching gun formation, Oanda was wearing a pure blue uniform and carrying a three-meter back flag, standing angrily on a high place. He waved his killing war stick and burst out towards the chaotic warriors.
A loud roar.
"Warriors of the 'Sky' family, be a true warrior and stand up and fight fearlessly! Join me and bravely attack the enemy. Don't be intimidated by the evil thunder! The enemy's weapon has already stabbed in front of you, and again
How can you die like a turkey? Hurry up, the sky belongs to the brave kestrel, even if you face the evil Thor, you can peck out his eyes!"
Hearing the familiar roar, the surrounding warriors looked at the head of the family in the middle. They were looking for spiritual support and re-energized the warriors' courage.
"Fight! Fight for the honor of the family! In the name of Oanda, the head of the 'Sky' family, I order all loyal warriors to raise their shields and wave their war clubs. No matter what kind of magic the Mexica people use,
No matter how much noise it makes, the outcome of this war must still be decided by the noble warriors! It is up to us!"
With the encouraging shouts of the family leader, more warriors gradually regained their morale, and the family's glory rose in their hearts.
"If they summon the roaring wood beast, kill the wood beast! If they use a god-given weapon, take it away! There is no need to live, and there is no need to beg for mercy. I will be with you, fearlessly
died on the battlefield of God’s War!!!”
Having said this, Oanda suddenly jumped down from a high place. He waved the war stick in his hand, led the guards around him, and took the lead in fighting towards the front. Under his leadership, the surrounding warriors finally broke out.
There was a hysterical shout. Then, they stood up one after another and charged in the opposite direction towards the gun array!
Soon, Oanda strode to the front line, and the regimental commander's flag was particularly dazzling in the crowd. He did not lead the bodyguards to attack recklessly, but carefully observed the Mexican spear regiment from a distance.
These new troops have high morale, strict formations, and well-equipped equipment. They look like samurai. But in the final analysis, their main force is still militiamen who have not been trained for a long time. Similar to the royal family's spear formation, they must take advantage of the spears and pay attention to dense formations.
cooperation.
The head of the "Sky" family has been in battle for a long time, and has been exposed to the royal spear phalanx's tactics. He has carefully thought about how to fight. These plans should not be mentioned to outsiders, and he is wary of the royal family's centralization deep in his heart. He just waved the order.
flag and continued to roar loudly.
"The warriors in the front line, raise their shields to defend, and retreat slowly! The warriors on the left and right, circle to the two wings, to harass! The warriors in the rear line, take out the spare war sticks and spears, and prepare to throw!"
Oanda personally stood on the front line, stabilizing the morale of the warriors. Under his effective command, the family army no longer clumsily attacked the front of the spear array and shouldered the sharp spears, but instead displayed the flexibility of elite warriors.
The warriors in the front line raised their shields high and retreated to the side of the family leader. They used the commander's flag as a bait to try to lure the enemy out of formation. The warriors on the left and right separated further, watching the flanks of the spear array, and each sent more than a hundred elites to try.
Around the back. The warriors in the rear formation continued to run out of the gaps in the front formation in small groups. They ran quickly, accelerated to the front of the gun formation, and then threw the war sticks and spears in their hands. The heavy weapons were fired into the enemy.
In the spear formation, one or two poorly protected spearmen were knocked down from time to time. Then, they turned and retreated dangerously, exposing their fragile backs and tempting the enemy to pursue them.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Monkey" Kuruka stood at a high place, observing the changes in the enemy army, his brows deeply furrowed. As the enemy commander's battle flag moved forward, the people in front of him
The enemy quickly regained its morale, moved flexibly and quickly, and became extremely troublesome.
"The stiff wooden sculpture actually took on life and turned into a living coyote!... It seems that the commander-in-chief of the enemy army is a veteran who is difficult to deal with!"
Kuruca's eyes flashed. He calmly commanded the gun formation to slow down, asking the militiamen to raise their left-hand shields and lower their helmets to guard against thrown weapons. The huge battle formation stopped, slowly gathered again, and separated to cover each other.
The shape of the flanks. Facing the enemy commander who was so close and the enemy warriors' exposed vulnerable backs, he remained unmoved and stabilized the rhythm of the attack. Among the constant throwing spears, four thousand spears
The phalanx advanced at a rapid pace. The new army maintained a tight formation from beginning to end, without revealing any flaws, and constantly pushed back the enemies in front of them.
Looking at the enemy's response, Oanda frowned and sighed slightly.
The nimble coyote was also helpless in the face of the steady porcupine. The three thousand "Sky" warriors lost hundreds of people and faced the four thousand intact spear militia. The two armies on the left were in a stalemate.
He looked around, worried. In the huge confrontation between the two armies, the Chapala Army was at an obvious disadvantage. The "Sky" warriors could not achieve a decisive effect and could only support the flanks. The warriors in the central army were clumsy and slow, and they were not ready yet.
Completely recovered from the chaos. The "Silver" warriors didn't know how the battle was going... The head of the "Sky" family looked at the enemy's commanding flag.
Under the banner of the standing black wolf, Shulot was like the messenger of the God of Thunder, steering the direction of the "Thunder"! His eyes were calm, observing the entire battle situation. A messenger hurriedly came from the front line and relayed the advice of the commander of the Kuruka Army.
.Soon, the wooden cannons on the left and right raised red flags again, and they were finally loaded.
The young commander nodded slightly. Unknowingly, the two armies had been fighting for a moment. He looked at the warriors on both sides fighting together, then waved the red flag in his hand and pointed it in the direction of the two wings. The wooden cannon then moved slowly, pushing dozens of times to the outside.
Then, the muzzle of the gun turned to both flanks, aiming at the two Chapala militiamen a hundred steps away.
Izel on the flank has just stood up and taken the second step in his rise in life.
He wielded a war stick and fought with the Chapala militia. From time to time he carefully raised his shield to block the enemy's assault. The enemy on the opposite side was like a wild beast in the jungle, always trying to rush within half a meter, using both hands and feet to carry out dangerous attacks.
In close combat, he used a skillful shield strike to fend off the young militiaman who was coming towards him, and then quickly added a stick and hit the opponent's head. The young militiaman's eyes widened suddenly, and blood started to flow from his nose.
Staggered and fell to the ground.
Just as Izel took a breath, two people rushed towards him at the same time. The two militiamen brandished short spears of less than one meter, and stabbed him in front of him in the blink of an eye. He hurriedly blocked with his shield and war stick, but the other party
He continued to approach regardless. The battle lasted only a few breaths. The enemy on the left was blocked by the shield, but the enemy on the right took the opportunity to rush in half a meter. He hugged the young samurai's left arm holding the stick tightly and stabbed out the broken stone.
spear.
The dull stone spear slowly pierced the leather armor. Izel felt pain in his side and felt the sharp edge piercing the skin. He felt a chill in his heart and tried his best to push the enemy away. This was the absolute key.
"Lord God, save me! I have waited for so long, but I have to accept the same fate as my brother?!"
Izel's eyes showed strong reluctance as he looked at the ferocious smile of the enemy who was so close. He looked desperately at the family's samurai captain, but the old samurai captain seemed to turn a deaf ear and just fought steadily with the enemy in front of him.
"Boom! Boom!"
A roar that shook the world suddenly came! The fierce battle formation came to a standstill again, and then suddenly changed!
Scattered stone bullets blasted into the surrounding militia groups, like a howling storm, instantly knocking down more than a dozen civilian militiamen. The terrifying sound of artillery echoed, unknown smoke and dust rose, and accompanied by the "bang bang" impact sound, there were also
There were militiamen howling in fear!
Amidst the sound that shook the earth, Izel fell to the ground again, and fell into a ball with the enemy close to him. The position of the bombardment was only ten steps away from them, and the flying mud hit their heads and faces. The young warrior
Howling loudly in fear, they groped vigorously on their bodies, and the enemies beside them also screamed. The shelling hit, and several people died on the spot. The surrounding Chapala militiamen looked horrified and suddenly paused. Then, they shouted
The cry of collapse, the whole body turning around tremblingly, like fallen leaves in the strong wind, staggering away in panic!
Izel groped in panic for a long time, and then he was shocked to find that he was unscathed. The young warrior calmed down and looked at the enemy who fell beside him. The opponent's ferocious face was full of fear, and he said "Wow"
The ground screams.
Izel smiled fiercely, quickly pulled out the dagger from his waist, and inserted it into the opponent's throat. Then, he licked his dry lips, wiped the bright red on his face, picked up the fallen war stick, and started again
Get up from the ground.
"With the protection of the Lord God, I am destined to become the head of the family!"
The young warrior looked excited. Then, he looked at the defeated Chapala militiamen, looked at their fragile backs, and shouted sternly to the family warriors.
"The enemy troops are in retreat, follow me in pursuit!"
The war drums became more intense, accompanied by the horn of charge. Under the bombardment of wooden cannons, the Chapala militiamen on both wings could no longer hold on, howling in fear, and collapsed across the board. The warriors of the Western State paused for a moment, then turned red.
They chased away. They suffered a lot of casualties in the short and fierce battle. At this moment, they were just eager to kill and did not give the enemy any chance to regroup!
Seeing the enemy's crumbling periphery, Shulot nodded with satisfaction. The warriors on both wings were chasing the enemy, gradually forming a double-team. Then, he paid attention to the battle situation in the center again and looked at the "feather" flag.
The head of the "Silver" family, Tekata, encouraged loudly, barely holding on to the right wing's form, and resisting the enemy's spear corps. Then, the roaring sound of cannons came, once again shaking the samurai's military spirit and damaging the morale of the corps. He was anxious
Looking around, the militiamen on the periphery were already running away like a herd of rabbits, the main force of warriors in the center was still motionless, and the archers had also stopped.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Tekata couldn't bear it anymore. He called the family's warrior chief, ordered the other party to hold on to the defense, and hurried to the handsome flag on the hill. He strode quickly
, past the panicked militia archers, past the frantically chanting temple sacrifices, through the chaotic shield guards, and finally arrived in front of Marshal "Feather".
"Your Highness, the situation is critical! Please order the militia archers to disperse and shoot at the opponent's wooden beasts!"
Tekata pointed at the reloaded wooden cannon, looked at the busy gunner, and said urgently.
Peng Guali's eyes were straight and his face was blank. He looked at the wooden cannon and the gunner and asked in a daze.
"Tecata...what is this?...a Mexica demon?"
The head of the "Silver" family looked startled. He looked at the commander's appearance carefully, and his heart was full of irritation. He had always had a wide network of contacts, had extraordinary knowledge, and was from the top nobles, so he knew the methods of the priests. Opposite Mexica
Although the man shouted the name of the gods, he did not believe it and only paid attention to the enemy craftsmen who controlled the wooden beasts.
"Prince Pengguari, look carefully! No matter what this is, whether it is a living or dead thing, it is always controlled by the craftsmen! The army is at a total disadvantage, the warriors are struggling to hold on, and the militia has collapsed. No matter what, it cannot
Let them continue the bombardment!"
Tekata took a step forward sincerely and held Marshal Feather's arm.
"Your Highness, give me the archers on both sides and let me command them to suppress the enemy!"
After hearing the persuasion of the head of the "Silver" family, Peng Guali nodded subconsciously and handed over the responsibility to others. Tekata left in a hurry, commanded the archer militia, and fired at the wooden cannon fifty steps away. After a while, hurriedly,
A rain of arrows suddenly fell, and nearly ten gunners fell beside the roaring wooden beast. The Mexica warriors immediately raised their shields to defend themselves, and the remaining people pushed the wooden cannons and slowly retreated back.
Looking at the wooden beast who was afraid of the rain of arrows, Marshal "Feather" slowly came back to his senses. The fear of the myth finally dissipated from his heart, and the battle situation of the army came into view. He saw the Chinese army, which was broken into by the enemy, standing in a stalemate
Its two wings, as well as its crumbling periphery, are surrounded by enemies.
"The situation is critical...the legion is completely at a disadvantage!"
The gorgeous "feather" flag fluttered high, symbolizing the honor of the prince. Under the flag, Prince Pengguari's expression changed, and his face was uncertain.
