Below, the reserve troops heard the second trumpet and understood the seriousness of the situation and the determination of the superiors.
The sound of filling in and counterattack had just been blown, and the next second the signal for fierce attack was launched. Generally, in this case, the orders are somewhat repetitive.
Because counterattack itself means attacking the enemy, but now adding a fierce attack, isn't this repetitive?
But the more repeated it is, the stronger the willingness to attack is.
Therefore, everyone in the reserve army knows very well that they must work hard.
"Brothers, you heard it, right? Did you see it too?"
The commander of the reserve army of the frontal attacker was also giving a pre-battle speech at this time.
The troops were ready to go, and the trumpets were blown twice in a row. It was self-evident that what he had to do was to command his troops to fight a beautiful battle and let out a fierce breath of bad breath.
"The small enemy forces have attacked us one after another, and today they are even bold enough to take the initiative to charge our army. It seems that they don't take us seriously at all. So brothers, what do you think we should do?"
"Kill, kill, kill!" The generals responded, and the chorus was loud enough to shake the sky.
"Okay, that's good. Everyone has it!"
"yes!"
"Listen to my order and immediately reinforce the front line. Then, inflict maximum damage to these thieves in the shortest possible time!"
"yes!"
"superior!"
The commander shouted and waved his hand suddenly.
Immediately, the reserve army formed a team and rushed to the battlefield to support the front army.
In the front army formation, the former army commander who was leading his troops to fight was in a state of embarrassment, and his face was also filled with incomparable anger.
He was really annoyed and depressed. After fighting for so many days, they had always been the only ones to attack the enemy. When would it be the enemy's turn to charge them?
This really makes people angry, but the troops are too scattered and chaotic right now, and it is difficult for him to effectively organize a counterattack, so he can only feel depressed in his heart and suffer on his face.
"Commander, reinforcements are coming."
Hearing the shout from his subordinates, he turned around suddenly, and sure enough, a few hundred meters away, reinforcements were already heading this way.
"Damn it, you came just in time, I'm on fire right now." The commander was overjoyed, and then shouted: "Brothers, hold on, reinforcements are coming soon."
Given the gap between the two sides, it would only take a minute at most for the reinforcements to arrive.
Hearing that the reinforcements were coming, the group of people who had been dispersed suddenly gained confidence. They slowly recovered from the panic, began to form an orderly small group, and tried to attack the cavalry in reverse.
Logically speaking, Scar should be retreating with his men at this time.
After all, the opponent's reinforcements have arrived, and the surprise attack effect brought about by breaking up the formation is lost. Retreating at this time not only achieves the purpose of killing the enemy, but also minimizes one's own losses.
But it is a pity that Scar has already prepared for life or death and leads the cavalry to fight to the death.
Therefore, even though the enemy knew that reinforcements were coming and had confidence, they still found it difficult to resist the desperate cavalry.
"Brothers, kill!"
"Kill."
The cavalrymen were angry, and the strange beasts under them also rampaged.
Undoubtedly domineering.
"This cavalry regiment really intends to die inside." A passerby burst into tears when he saw it: "The reinforcements have already arrived. If they don't leave, it will be too late."
"Once reinforcements come to surround them, they will never be able to fly out even if they have wings."
"What a pity these soldiers are."
"Why."
The crowd of onlookers shed tears, looking at the group of cavalry who were completely desperate for their lives, and they were completely immersed in sadness.
Luo Jin also sighed: "Han Sanqian, Han Sanqian, you really shouldn't..."
"Such a brave legion, you...why do you want to give up? Do you know that such a legion is hard to come by? Such soldiers..."
"Why."
He couldn't help sighing, and he couldn't help feeling a little bit dissatisfied with Han Sanqian.
He can indeed escape, which is understandable. After all, the enemy is at hand, but... you shouldn't abandon such a soldier.
"Go ahead."
On the other side, the reinforcements have arrived on the battlefield, and are only a few dozen steps away from the cavalry. In just a moment, they can surround us!
However, at this moment, a dark shadow suddenly struck...
