Single cards can form a legion one by one, but if the morale value of the card collapses, the legion card can no longer be maintained, but will become a single card again, and will fall into a state of control.
Even if there is a very high morale bonus in the square formation, it is only resistant to the pressure of high-star cavalry. When actually facing a cavalry charge, except for the temple guard, other cards have morale cards.
Still falling like crazy.
Getting closer...
[Hu Yanrong] is in the last row of the field, equipped with [Lance] in his hand. On the one hand, [Temple Guard] needs to restore energy.
The [Moon Priestesses] are doing their best to help the [Werewolf] recover. On the other hand, even if the front line collapses, they can still serve as the final bottom line.
A wolf's ears can distinguish the sounds of the battlefield.
The black gold horseshoe hits the ground faster and faster...
The Chinese army is whispering, very noisy, these low-star things are very nervous.
Another moon dragon fell from the sky, and drops of silver-white blood stuck to its body. Hu Yanxin took a lick, and the hot moon power flowed into his body...
"First Evolution"
concentrate!
As the sound of horse hooves progressed, Hu Yanrong and his companions roared low, which showed that even the temple guards were a little uneasy. Their nerves were tense, and their attention was entirely drawn by the unhurried movements of the cavalry.
Those who can stop it, even they, can't break through the forest of guns!
"Ah~!"
Suddenly, a sudden change occurred!
Blood splashed on Hu Yanrong's back, causing his tight string to break and he turned around suddenly.
Each of the [Moon Priestesses] who were being treated were torn apart, their bones and blood were reshaped into weapons, and were held in the hands of terrifying spirits!
The enemy infantry is not dead!
"Ghost soldiers and zombies obey orders! Kill!"
...........
[Hua Xiong] put a new set of skeletons woven by the Bone Lady on his body... and jumped into the back row first!
The bone spear was extended, and the unsuspecting temple guard wolf was pierced from behind. This wolf only had one ear, so it was very easy to distinguish.
"I am the ghost general Hua Xiong, you all...suffer death!"
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"Hurry...surround them quickly!!!"
The spear phalanx has been formed, and when the rear is attacked, the [Moon Priestess Group] turns to dust in a second, and the [Temple Guards (Super Spear)] cannot turn around immediately...
The morale of the whole army has dropped to freezing point!
But there was still no sign of collapse. The temple guards gave up their super long spears and could still use them to block for a while...
In the fog, hinges suddenly fell from the sky. This was a mirage in the fog!
The Moon Dragon Knights were entangled by the mysterious dragon, and the mirage actually opened above the square formation.
Two huge machine-made warriors fell from the sky, followed by arrows and explosions.
The Xuanjiao cavalry gained an advantage in the air, and the Feilian army could do whatever they wanted. The Xiongnu's fast troops and horse archers were basically on the front line. It was absolutely impossible to fight the Great Wall Legion on the mirage with the help of slave crossbowmen.
Under the double-sided attack, the phalanx was in chaos and the formation was torn to pieces...
.......
The sound of gold and iron penetrated the thick fog sharply, as if it was about to pierce people's eardrums. The Yulin Army ejected the blade and drew the carbine.
Riding on the war horse, the speed is getting faster and faster.
Yu Lin's gaze moved upwards, and the majestic wolf was sitting on Xu, shining brightly. It was the glory of God. With a mortal body, facing the divine light, charging into the battle with blood, this was undoubtedly the most glorious moment of the heavy cavalry.
Orphans of the Yulin Forest.
No one has any relatives, but the same clothes depend on each other;
The world is our home, and our country is our home!
Across the north and south, through life and death, things have come to this point, and the ambition to charge is unstoppable...!
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Chang'an battlefield.
On the [Weiyang Tower], the Qi Refiners tried their best to blast out a thunderous strike.
Lightning exploded on a huge head.
[The Central Skull of the Three-Headed Dog of Hell] temporarily retreated from the city wall. On top of the city wall, [Weiyang Northern Army] got a chance to breathe.
"Brothers of the Thirteenth Regiment! Is there anyone alive?!" a flag-bearer shouted heartbreakingly.
"What are you howling for? Tell the Fourteenth Regiment to come quickly..."
A voice came out from the flesh and blood.
Holding the flag, he stood his flag gun sideways and rushed over: "There is no more 14th Regiment...gone...how are you? You still..."
"Get down!"
Wang Laoliu used his only remaining hand to knock down the flag officer!
Arrows rained down, stars dotted.
All over the city walls!
Inserted on the corpses of werewolves and Han soldiers, the tail wings sparkled with silver light!
"This is the first round before the charge. There are four rounds in total. Then there are the werewolves, and then there are the corpses... Get ready, pick a good knife, the Fourteenth Regiment is gone, you come and fight too
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Wang Laoliu picked up a sword from the corpse, checked it, and found that the blade was curled and still on the ground.
"Brother, we can't fight anymore. It's just the two of us. How to fight? Let's put it into the inner city!"
The flag officer was under the werewolf's corpse and barely escaped a hail of arrows...
However, the situation in the inner city is also very bad. The east and south sides of Chang'an's outer city have been lost. The Huns' eastern and southern armies have broken through the outer city and reached the bottom of Weiyang.
"Then you go, I'll forget it."
Wang Laoliu survived Yunzhongbao and moved to Yanmen. He fought bloody battles for half a day and lost an eye. The prefect surrendered and he joined the Bingzhou guerrilla army again...
Later, the strategic space was compressed by the army and returned all the way to Chang'an City.
Because he was blind and injured, he was unable to enter the Huben Camp, but because of his rich combat experience, he joined the 13th Regiment of the Weiyang Northern Army.
Along the way, I was really tired from running. Wang Laoliu felt that there was nothing left to run...
"Then...I'll come with you!"
The flag officer is still very young. He has never fought in a war and has no intention of fighting. To be honest, his father is a rich man and is a member of the Chang'an Salt and Iron Officer. It would be better to buy him a gilded position in the army than to live all day long.
He fooled around with the dudes in Chang'an, but he didn't even participate in the training properly...I didn't expect to encounter such a thing...
That's what the flag officer said, but the arrow rain came again, and he hurriedly climbed to the other side with a rolling gourd, his hands trembling.
"Don't be shaken, are you shaking the sword?" Wang Laoliu glanced at the flag officer: "If you are really afraid, just leave. There is no shame in it."
"I'm not afraid, I'm just nervous. Do you...do you believe it?!" The flag officer looked at the decapitated wolf corpse next to him. He couldn't speak clearly and his upper and lower teeth were chattering.
"It's not important." Wang Laoliu shook his head: "You can't escape anyway..."
.......
A bright moon hangs in the sky, which is the catalyst for the werewolf and gives the moon dragon extremely powerful power.
Night has fallen.
The werewolves howled and climbed up the city wall again!
The terrifying power of the vanguard wolf army was simply not something that the young flag officer could bear. He was thrown to the ground directly. The flag officer could even smell the stench of the werewolf's mouth!
"save......."
At the critical moment, a burst of energy drove the werewolf back and he fell down the city wall.
"Get down the wall of labor!"
Wang Laoliu faced the moon head-on, held his sword upside down, rushed forward and pulled up the flag officer.
But there was no chance to breathe at all. The first one went down, and three or five wolf figures jumped onto the tower again.