Just as Prince Lionheart figured out, when an army of 3,000 Beamon warriors advanced ten miles away from their own side, Mulan's army had no intention of retreating at all-------------
--No brave warrior has a tradition of retreating in the face of a weak enemy. Behemoth soldiers don't have it, and Mulan soldiers don't have it either.
This frontal battlefield is the Hengduan Mountains that almost cuts the entire Taklamago Desert in half.
The Hengduan Mountains originally stretched from the coastline on the east and west sides of the desert. If it hadn't been for the collapse of a huge ravine at the eastern latitude due to severe weathering, the desert civilization and the Aegean civilization would almost never have a chance to collide -
--------The hundred-foot-high mountain has stood for hundreds of millions of years. It must have been a threshold deliberately set by the God of Creation.
Time is a sharp tool that divides everything. After all, this threshold-like Hengduan Mountains was eroded by time and sand to create a small gap, just like a beautiful girl opening a thin window and staring outside.
landscape.
Two troops with the same neat military appearance were facing each other at a distance in this quietly opened window. The new wind passing through the mountain ravine with a height of a hundred feet was blowing the battle flags of both sides.
The ground is densely packed with warriors, and the air force is flying high in the sky. There is silence between heaven and earth.
The northern end of the gully.
"Yabushan ~ Yabushan~" Hashemian, the leader of the vultures, fell rapidly from the sky. He didn't even have time to fold his wings and strode up to Talebulu, the leading general of the Mulan forward corps: "Except for the opposite side,
These three thousand people, the main force of the Western Barbarian army is coming here from dozens of miles away! There are about 20,000 people!"
The vulture people's eyesight is quite outstanding. They can overlook everything within a hundred miles from a high altitude. The report of the vulture leader Hashemian made Mulan General Taleburu frown slightly.
"Have you informed the dwarf Kati of the competition?" Although Taleburu was a rough desert man, he also knew who was the most critical chess piece in the handsome man's plan.
"We have already been notified! The desert dwarves are all ready now! Just waiting for us to perform!" Hashemian, the vulture leader, grinned.
Commander Talebro turned his face to one side and gently moved his chin with his fingers. His thick beard seemed to be shining with the light of wisdom.
The vulture leader looked longingly at the temporary commander in front of him. Since he was the candidate appointed by the beautiful commander, the arrogant vulture man could only accept his fate, although Hashemian did not think that the other man was much better than himself.
What is the commander thinking? Or is he secretly making a decision? The vulture leader is a little impatient.
"How long will it take for the main force of the Western Barbarians to arrive?" the temporary commander picked up the bronze lookout machine on his chest and asked the vulture man while carefully observing the enemy formation.
"Talebru Yabushan~ The enemy's mobility is not good. This journey can take them half a day! All we have to face are the three thousand barbarians in front of us! Defeat them all, just rely on the children to ride on the camels
At such a speed, the main force of the Western Barbarians who arrived later could only follow behind and eat ashes!" The vulture leader Hashemian licked his horny hooked nose, his tone full of expectation.
"Hashmian! Don't forget that the other side has wolf cavalry!" Taleburu put down the bronze lookout machine and glared at the vulture leader fiercely. The people with names jumping in the Muran people's unique blood pupils were
Cold light: "We must fight! The task assigned to me by the handsome commander is to lure the enemy deep. How can we lure the enemy if we don't fight? Besides, we have more people than the Western Barbarians. If we run away now, won't we be attacked instead?"
Did the other party see the flaw?"
"Then what are you waiting for?" Vulture leader Hashemian narrowed his eyes and let out a disdainful snort from his aquiline nose: "Let us "Magic Lamp Vulture Knights" dispatch now! These Western Barbarians' garbage air force, except
A few flying tigers are quite strong, but the others are vulnerable! Let me first light up their aerial scouts and blind their dog eyes!"
"Don't be impatient! Hashemian Yabushan~" Taleburu patted the copper observation mirror hanging on his chest and shook his head slightly: "I'm really surprised, after all, I have so many things close at hand.
An army of five thousand people, and most of them are cavalry! The Western Barbarians will not know this, but why did they only send three thousand infantry as the vanguard to fight? Do they really think that the Behemoth infantry can withstand the impact of the cavalry? "
"No matter how sharp the horns of the yellow sheep are, they will never be able to defeat the wolves; no matter how sharp the ants are at running, they will never be able to climb out of the camel's footprints! My Taleburu, your confidence seems to have been blown away by the wind." Harsh, the vulture leader
Mian narrowed his eyes and looked at the commander in front of him carefully.
"So, the beautiful commander made me the commander-in-chief, not you, my Hashemian." Talebulu affectionately stroked the gold-studded scimitar on his waist, twisted his body and said lightly to the vulture leader.
Yixiao: "When commanding, you must keep thinking----------This is a famous saying of the handsome man; then... let these Western barbarians vent their anger... You are about to be in
The anger expressed on my body! But we have to walk slower and wait until the sun tilts a little... I want the Western Barbarians to try the beautiful and handsome cavalry reflective tactics..."
The southern end of the ravine mouth.
"Haha...The enemy has finally begun to advance! Order, the whole army advances!" Prince Rhine calmly issued an order to the trumpeter of the Chiquita Turkey Division next to him.
Ten bloated turkey trumpeters immediately took off the horns beside their waists and blew out three long and two short short and sharp horn sounds. Under the command of the trumpets, three elite "Whip of the God of War" teams formed a huge
The phalanx began to charge forward, and the war drummers assigned to each regiment waved their thick arms and vigorously swung the huge bone mallets in their hands.
"Tong~tong~tong~"
The wind and clouds are changing color, the earth is trembling, and the air is beginning to become suffocating.
"Boom~boom~boom" the neat and heavy sound of the war drums perfectly matched the steps of all the Behemoth warriors every time, and the neat steps of these three thousand Behemoth warriors seemed to have turned into one at this moment.
The giant hammer that is beating the war drum has the vast earth on its head.
Col, echo, flag.
Amidst the flying yellow dust in the sky, the drummers struck the drum head ten times and then used the bone mallets in their hands to knock out a series of crisp "clack" sounds on the drum head, which led all the Behemoth warriors to roar.
A passionate war roar: "Hi~Hi~Hi~"
"Woo~" The horns sounded at appropriate intervals, making the uniform roars of the three thousand Behemoth warriors even more majestic.
"Beautiful!" Liu Zhenzhen couldn't help but cheer loudly.
What neat footsteps! What a well-proportioned drum beat! What a powerful shout! Such an army is an invincible army!
With the powerful power shown by the Beamon Phalanx and the extremely shocking scene created, even Liu Zhenshao was filled with jubilant blood at this moment, looking forward to killing people, or even being killed.
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This desire is so bloodthirsty!
There is no need for any war mobilization. No matter how cowardly the Behemoth warrior is, as long as he joins such a phalanx, he will immediately become a brave and fearless iron-blooded soldier!
"This is Behemoth's best warrior! He is also the best warrior in the entire Aegean!" Prince Lionheart pointed with one hand and smiled heroically at Liu Zhenshao and all the priests, with a tone that could not be concealed.
proud.
Yes, any commander would be proud to have such an army!
These three thousand Beamon warriors all come from the "Whip of the God of War" Guards Corps. They are composed of the most elite Beamon professional soldiers. The "Bloodhoof" Boer heavy-armed regiment at the head is all the best among the tauren.
Composed of carefully selected Boer men, every junior officer is a rhinoceros Hercules with astonishing power. Their weapon is a 180-pound totem pole. The wood used to make the totem pole is planted in a place where there is no wind.
The totem poles made from this wood are straight, thick, and extremely hard, with iron hoops riveted on the outer ends. They are the favorite weapons of the tauren.
The mixed coalition in the middle is composed of Rhine warriors armed with two-handed giant swords and Tagor warriors armed with axes and spears. The Rhine lions and Tagore tigers are both races with low fertility, so this mixed coalition
The team is never full, with only 852 people. Among them, the number of Tigo warriors is slightly larger, reaching 517. Every lion man and tiger man is a hereditary Behemoth military household.
, this regiment composed of pure nobles is the soul of the entire "Whip of the God of War" legion, and represents Beamon's most high-end combat power. One hundred and forty-eight tigers were mobilized from the "Legion" of Taigo's private army.
After the warriors, this regiment is finally at full strength today.
The two wings of the entire phalanx are composed of the "Wind of Biga" sharpshooter unit. This glorious unit once shined in the Battle of the Southern Star. The ten squadron leaders are all "Arrows" with golden harps embroidered on their chests.
"Zheqin", the co-captain and deputy co-captain Ronaldo brothers are even more famous marksmen than Mengwei. They are both extremely strong twin hippopotamuses, walking at the forefront of their respective teams, with ten servants following their footsteps.
, a bag of water should be poured on them every ten minutes.
The Hippo people are the most sparsely populated member of the House tribe. If they stay ashore for too long, their skin will become chapped, which hinders them from becoming excellent warriors. However, as a member of the Divine Arrow race, the totem of the centaur and horse, Aiolis, flows through them.
As long as the direct descendants of House by blood receive training from excellent instructors since childhood, the Hippos will also be the most outstanding House shooters!
The Ronaldo brothers are natural marksmen. They have gorgeous sports dance steps and precise archery skills. The strong bows they use are made of giant rhinoceros horns and bundled beef tendons. They have a range of up to a thousand yards and are famous in the Behemoth Kingdom.
Strong Archer---------------The best strong archer should be Nedved who wears the "Behemoth Power Belt". Now this blond sweat-blooded house,
I am accompanying my boss.
The well-known priests and generals who participated in this actual combat visit, for the sake of confidentiality, did not bring their followers or guards with them, but they all brought their sharpshooters with them without exception. Today's scene brought together almost all Behemoths.
The famous archer of most of the kingdom.
The country is really picturesque, there are so many heroes in one moment. {PS: Or is it "How many nobles are there in one moment"? Haha...}
The visiting group composed of officers and priests was at the rear of the entire Beamon phalanx, moving slowly with the front line, maintaining a reasonable distance. At the request of His Royal Highness, the proud Beamon generals all changed into ordinary uniforms.
armor, and the priests even put on paper armor to pretend to be soldiers, and ten golden Templar knights wearing giant swords surrounded them.
Two hundred takin air cavalry put their mounts in the space ring and pretended to be a temporary guard.
In the sky above Beamon's phalanx, there are sixteen hippogryph cavalry and six Biaoren flag gunners. This is the last aerial cavalry force currently on hand by His Highness Kahn, including the two donated by Helen for free.
Compared with the Biao warriors, this air force is undoubtedly sparse and bleak.
No matter how dull Behemoth is, no one will say that the Mulan army in front of him is a bandit at this moment!
This army is as neatly arranged as Beamon's phalanx, as powerful and oppressive. The phalanx composed of three thousand camel cavalry rushes forward unhurriedly, and the formation is as meticulous as the king's honor guard.
, the cavalry were steady with a trace of pride that could not be erased, and were not at all shocked by the mighty Behemoth warriors opposite them. The war camels under their crotches were all jade white without a trace of hair, spread on the yellow sand ground.
, like the white snow in winter.
Spread out on the left and right wings of the camel cavalry were a thousand camel-riding Sahel archers, their bloomers trembling like the earth. Such a performance was really not worthy of appearing in such an elite cavalry lineup;
The five hundred flying camel cavalry in the column neatly drew out their sharp scimitars and slashed left and right amid the sound of the conch horn issued by the commander.
Five hundred scimitars formed a unified roar, and together with the air flow fanned by the wings of the flying camels, the entire battlefield was filled with cold air. Under their call, all the camel cavalry also collectively drew their swords in their hands and struck in the air.
cut.
The high-quality Uzi sword washes the air with a buzzing sound that only silver coins can make. This sound is like a cry dialyzed from the Tianling Cap and the smile of the devil.
This move was very effective. Amidst the sound of the 3,500 cavalrymen unsheathing their swords and the sound of their sharp blades chopping into the air, these Sacred shooters seemed to have regained their confidence. Their knickerbockers were still trembling, but they were obviously much more stable.
The distance is still three thousand meters.
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"My lords, if it is not necessary, please be a true spectator and we, the warriors of the "Whip of the God of War", refuse additional help." Prince Lionheart mounted his mount ------- a
The huge Greenland Snow Lion, with the most proud and confident attitude, saluted all the priests and officers: "I'm sorry to say this, but this is the honor of being a warrior."
From the commander's point of view, His Royal Highness Prince Lionheart's decision is undoubtedly stupid.
Concentrating on one's own magical advantages is the choice of every wise commander without hesitation. However, the strong self-confidence of a tough guy shown by His Highness today made all the priests feel their sincere admiration and respect.
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"Probably only our Behemoth army can see this kind of stupid thing." Liu Zhencheng admired and thought to himself, very contradictory.