The long wind hunts, blowing away the cloud pavilion in the sky. The sun is fierce, overlooking the wilderness of the world. The world is vast, and the mighty legions step into the battlefield, turning into cold chess pieces in the hands of the commander; the war drums are exciting, and the fearless warriors sing loudly, becoming an epic book
A passionate chapter!
Amidst the sounds of war drums and shouts, Shulot climbed onto the high commanding platform and waved the command flag in his hand majestically.
The huge Mexica army acted instantly, extending to the two wings like a torrent, and quickly gathered under different commanders. The two armies competed to exploit their strengths and avoid their weaknesses! Since the Northern Army had the numerical advantage, it must try to lengthen the front and increase the number of positive forces.
The width of the battle is wide, and the enemy is outflanked from both flanks.
In just a moment, tens of thousands of Mexica warriors formed into four tight military formations like a long snake. The center army was composed of seven thousand spear militiamen, divided into two formations on the left and right. These spearmen who had gone through the battle formation were divided into two formations.
A team of one hundred people and a battalion of one thousand people. The left formation is slightly thicker, with four battalions commanded by the monkey Kuruka. The right formation is slightly smaller, with three battalions of the miner Ezpan. Under the sharp bone sentry, the spearmen shoulder
Backs to each other, stacked spears were set up. Then, under the guidance of the team leader, each spear formation was like a metal hedgehog, slowly but firmly advancing forward.
Shulot looked at the powerful central army gathered together and nodded slightly. In the battle of Takuro Plains, the spear militiamen defeated the arrogant samurai army from the front and killed thousands of elite samurai.
The mentality of the militiamen has been substantially improved, and they have finally grown into a reliable backbone army. The real elite soldiers come from the fire of life and death! At this moment, looking from the commander's platform, the spear army has an orderly rhythm and a steady pace, and there is already a vague feeling.
The appearance of an elite soldier.
With strong soldiers in hand, pride naturally resounds in his chest! The young commander looked around, the Chinese army attacked, 7,000 spears came out in formation, covered by two wings, and 6,000 warriors lined up to attack together!
On the left is the loyal Holy City Legion. Three thousand Holy City warriors hold shields and sticks. Under the leadership of Jaguar Orosh, they boil and roar like a pack of wolves. These hometown boys have followed for generations, have always been well treated, and can fight bloody battles for their commander.
In the end, the right wing is the devout religious legion, which was formed by the merger of the remaining temple guards and divine warriors. The veteran Etalik blew a sharp death whistle, and Natalie chanted the hymn of the main god. The religious legion killed Shen Mu in solemnity,
Both the Mexica warriors and the Otomi warriors held the sun talisman around their necks tightly and prayed wholeheartedly to the supreme god. Facing the king's army of the alien god, they were filled with the killing intent of divine warfare and would never
Show mercy!
The war drums were beating fast, and murderous intent swept through. The four armies in the front line maintained a steady pace, approaching the similarly deployed King of Tarasco's army. Behind the front line, there were three thousand shooting legions. These long-range warriors held long bows in their hands and arms.
Holding powerful crossbows and carrying arrows on their waists, they moved with the front line. A new batch of arrows from the capital city in the lake had been replenished, and the warriors could let go and shoot. As the two legions approached, the crossbowmen lined up in sequence.
The formation stood still. They drew their bows and fired their crossbows, ready to unleash a hail of deathly arrows.
Then, the first one to send out a thunderous strike was not the crossbow on standby. "Boom! Boom!", two violent thunders suddenly exploded, like the wrath of the God of Thunder descending on the world!
In the gap between the Chinese army, the two wooden cannons that had been loaded were quickly fixed and fired immediately! No more than a hundred steps apart, the flying stones carried unstoppable power and bombarded the heavily guarded Tara.
Scotch Army.
More than a dozen elite spearmen suddenly let out shrill screams. Dense fountains of blood spattered all over their bodies, and they rolled to the ground in pain. The scattered shotshells flew in all directions, and dozens of nearby militiamen were injured by stones. They were frightened.
Rats scurrying around with their heads in their arms. In the rising dust, thousands of militiamen arrayed were at a loss. They fell into unknown panic and knelt down in fear, praying to the gods in front of them for forgiveness.
The giant beast roared, and mortals were terrified! Centered on the bombardment of the wooden cannon, the three thousand Tarascan gunmen were like boiling water, causing chaotic ripples. The actual killing of the two shellings was no more than a dozen people, and it spread
The fear is hundreds of times greater!
Under the inherited eagle banner, King Suangua suddenly stared and held the magic staff tightly in his hand. He had already heard about the Mexica's new weapons from the chief's secret letter; he had also encountered the Mexica in a bloody battle in the mountain fortress.
Been to the exploded caltrop.
But at this moment, no matter how determined he was and how much preparation he had made for the legion under his command. When he encountered this wooden beast that was as loud as a thunder god for the first time in the field, the king was still shocked, and the militiamen under his command were still shocked.
Morale is still shaken!
The two wings of the spear phalanx were weak, but the front was extremely strong. Suangua also placed 3,000 spear militiamen in the center, and spread out 2,500 royal warriors on each wing. The core of the 2,000 bronze ax guards held long bows.
, arrayed behind the central army. Facing the attack of the Mexica Legion, the elite King of Tarakos army lined up on the spot, erecting their bronze spears and forming a solid defensive formation. However, under the bombardment of the wooden cannon, this
The Chinese army, which had the most stable defense line, was on the verge of collapse in an instant!
Suan Gua gritted his teeth. This was a bad start, and an ominous premonition rose in his mind. He pulled out the red flag that he had prepared and moved a little to the left and right in the direction of the two wooden cannons. The sharp bamboo flute sounded immediately.
Two thousand bronze axe guards took a step together, drew their huge long bows, and directed towards the enemy's front line, emitting a howl of death that filled the sky!
"Whoosh!" The black arrow rain covered the sky, and the metal arrows reflected the cold light. The copper ax guards shot out the luxurious copper arrows, screaming and falling into the Mexican army. Even with the cover of wooden shields
, more than a dozen gunners died instantly, and more than a hundred militiamen with spears were pierced through their paper armor and fell to the ground screaming miserably.
The surviving gunners hurriedly dragged the wooden cannon to the back of the formation. They had completed their most important mission. The first-generation Trak wooden cannon was loaded with stone shot, and its range was only more than a hundred steps. It was not as good as a longbow, and it took nearly a moment to reload.
After a long time, after taking the lead, facing the defensive enemy, the next step is to load the wooden cannon again and look for new opportunities.
Longbows and bronze arrows were fired at close range. This was the first time the Mexican Lancers encountered such a fierce long-range attack. The steady rhythm was disrupted and the pace of advancement was slightly stagnant.
The commanders of the Chinese army, Culuca and Ezpan, looked calm, each waved the command flag and commanded the gun formation team in the battalion. Seeing the command flag's instructions, captain Guzman blew the bone whistle on his neck desperately and shouted loudly:
, recoordinated the steps of teammates. Under the command of the captain, the first five rows of spearmen raised their rattan shields to cover the sky above their heads. The remaining spearmen lowered their heads and hid their faces under their rattan helmets. They almost gave up.
All vision was given up, and any unnecessary emotions were abandoned. At this moment, strict discipline was integrated into their bodies, and long-term training turned into instinct. They were just ruthless war machines, following the footsteps of their teammates and continuing to move forward without hesitation.
Charge forward!
On the commander's platform, Shulot suddenly waved his flag! The sound of the shooting flute broke through the sky, and the three thousand shooting regiment paused for a moment, followed by a loud buzzing.
Thousands of feather arrows pierced the sky, with a slanted arc, like electric light diffusion, and plunged into the enemy's center with a "pop, pop" sound. The Tarasco Spear Militia were in chaos, and they were not ready for the rain of arrows.
Unprepared, in an instant, blood spattered, bodies rolled, and more than two hundred people died. The samurai captain in the front row was killed by an arrow, and the chaos of the spear militia continued to intensify!
Suangua looked forward, frowning deeply as he looked at the Chinese army that was starting to lose control and the enemy spearmen that were approaching at an accelerated pace. He waved the red flag again, then pulled out the black flag symbolizing death, and pointed it towards the front.
Zhongjun points his finger.
The two thousand guards with bronze axes once again fired a fierce rain of arrows, slowing down the pace of the Mexican army. Then the two hundred guards in the front row came out solemnly. They put on their large shields with copper axes and trotted into the spear militia.
δΈ. According to daily training, one hundred guards raised their large shields and protected around the battalion captains at all levels. They shouted and kicked the panicked militiamen, and resumed command of the gun array. The other hundred guards did not
With a soft hand, he grabbed the deserter who ran out of the military formation and pushed him to the ground. He picked up the ax and dropped it. In an instant, heads were falling.
Then, under the king's strict order, the priests accompanying the army moved to the front line. They danced and sang loudly, calling for the power given by the three gods to suppress the evil Mexica beast. In the high-pitched chanting of the priests,
The spear militiamen in the front line finally managed to regain their morale, took up their weapons again, and faced their inevitable fate.
The ruthless rain of arrows interacted again, and the toppled corpses shed blood. Amid the deafening shouts, the charge of the Mexican Legion was about to arrive in an instant! Captain Guzman blew the bone whistle hastily, and the gun array of two hundred people suddenly accelerated.
Pushed by all the team members, the five rows of spears at the front reflected the cold light, cascading and accelerated forward, then suddenly stagnated and plunged into the equally cold five rows of spears!
Shulot stared slightly. At this moment, he seemed to hear a dull collision. In the sight of the young commander, the spear phalanx of the two armies suddenly collided, and a dazzling red line opened in front of the formation! The spears of the two armies in the front row
The soldiers were like cut down cornstalks, pierced by several spears, and fell sideways one by one. Whether they were wearing battle clothes or paper armor, they were so weak in this moment of charge!
Many militiamen with spears were impaled on their spears, but could not die immediately. The shrill screams covered up the war drums and turned into the most distinctive note on the battlefield. The opposing phalanx of spears operated cruelly, and the spearmen in the back rows once again
He took out his spear and stabbed the enemy on the opposite side hard, and the screams quickly disappeared. Soon, the second row of spearmen became the front line. They clenched their hands and thrust their spears forward. The following rows
The teammates held their spears diagonally downward while pushing forward desperately under the pressure from further behind.
Looking from a distance, hedgehog-like phalanxes are squeezing each other, and forest-like spears are clashing and waving. After losing kinetic energy, the competition between the spear formations is strength and discipline. The damage begins to decrease rapidly, and the pushing and pushing gradually intensifies.
The Xijia Spear Formation had a clear numerical advantage and was gradually surrounded from both sides, but could not break through for a while. The soldiers from both sides were locked in a tug-of-war situation until one side could no longer bear the pressure and the formation dispersed, resulting in a one-sided massacre!
The arrow rain from the sky was swaying again, this time falling on the loose wings of the formation. Hundreds of warriors from both armies were impaled on the ground one after another, and died alternately. The arrow rain blew like a long wind, and the warriors fell like reeds. However, after the strong wind passed,
, the tough reed stands tenaciously again!
The Holy City warriors on the left wing waved their shields and howled as they rushed into the array of Kingdom warriors. At that moment, bronze spears and war clubs clashed, wooden shields collided with leather shields, roars and shouts blended together, floating in the murderous field!
Orosh led one hundred of the most elite Jaguar warriors in the Holy City and rushed into the forefront of the battle as a spearhead. He swung his war stick flexibly and powerfully, like a galloping tiger and leopard, and suddenly broke into a group that was too late to finish.
Among the bronze spear warriors in the formation, the powerful Jaguar slashed vertically, knocking down the leader of the feather helmet captain, and even the bronze helmet was dented. Then, he swept continuously, killing three more people in an instant.
The jaguar warriors behind him rushed forward. As the tigers roared and roared, they struck with their war sticks, knocking dozens of enemy soldiers to the ground.
Orosh paused for a moment. He took a few deep breaths, looked around, and frowned deeply. Although the Jaguar team as the vanguard was extremely powerful, the main force of the warriors could not break through together. Tara in front of him
The Sko warriors looked calm and arranged in order. They were organized into a battalion of 800 people and a team of 200 people. Each team formed a spear formation and also had war clubs and copper axes. The captains of each team wore copper feathered helmets and carried slings on their backs.
The bright flags and methodical command firmly blocked the main force of the Holy City from the gun array. Facing the charge of the Jaguar soldiers, the Tarascans dispersed without disorder. One team retreated to reorganize, and the other team reorganized.
Go up to them. They are like a school of fish in a lake, constantly changing and changing, and you can't even see the end at a glance.
"Damn it! I punched hard, but it hit the flowing sand! What a strong man, he is indeed the most elite king of Tarasco!"
Orosh cursed in a low voice. He looked at the enemy troops that began to encircle them from both sides in an orderly manner, and glared fiercely. Then, without hesitation, Jaguar led an elite team and turned around to fight back to the Holy Land.
Among the legions in the city. Since it is impossible to break through quickly, it is necessary to reorganize the legions, form a shield formation, and entangle the enemy force calmly and powerfully.
The right-wing religious legion wields war clubs, but it is another kind of tragic determination! Once the fanatical religious warriors enter the war, they are like moths fluttering into the flame, with an unyielding will!
The warriors of the two armies had just met, and they immediately skipped the temptation and stalemate, and entered into a cruel close-quarters fight. Facing the Tarascan spear formation team, the fanatical Otomi warriors directly threw their war clubs and held them with both hands.
The shield that could only cover half of the body launched a life-or-death charge! These converted warriors shouted the name of the Lord God, rushed towards the dense copper spears, and then died tragically in the spear array. They used their own flesh and blood to
With bones, lock the enemy's weapons, just to destroy the tight forest of guns!
As long as the gun array stalls and a slight flaw is revealed, a large group of religious warriors will rush forward and fight with the Tarascans at close range. The temple guards blow a shrill whistle, boiling with murderous intent, and shout wildly
Fighting fiercely. They had almost no defense. They wielded the extra-long maquavit sticks with both hands, breaking the enemy's bronze spears, cutting the enemy's leather armor, and then scratching the enemy's flesh! They charged towards the enemy formation and either died immediately or died.
Together with one or several enemies, they will go to the Kingdom of God in the sky in a moment!
Shulot looked down at the majestic battle situation with a solemn and solemn expression. The left wing and the central army were still clearly separated and facing each other with shields raised; but the warriors on the right wing were already entangled and it was difficult to distinguish each other. Large blood flowers bloomed on the right wing, and were covered by
The noisy dust was drowned. The warriors on both sides were like ice and snow in early spring, one-sixth of which melted in less than a quarter of an hour!
The young commander took a deep breath, with ruthless determination in his eyes. He waved the red flag again, and the five hundred crossbowmen advanced at the same time until behind the front line of the battle. The sharp flute sounded, and across the hundred
Several steps away, the crossbowmen suddenly raised their large crossbows. They took a slight aim, aimed at Tarasco's eagle flag, and the king under the eagle flag, and then raised their heads and struck!
