In a short period of time, we have laid the foundation for victory.
Looking through the crumbling shield wall, the enemy's front line was in a mess after being hit by falling rocks and flying arrows. The officers on horseback restrained their subordinates with hoarse voices, and the soldiers were in line.
Arching back and forth...
The front team was attacked, and the 10,000 people behind them split into two teams and charged forward without even thinking. However, they were blocked by arrow stones halfway, and several strong attacks launched were all repulsed! At the same time, there were countless traps at their feet.
It can be said that they were only a stone's throw away from the front team but were unable to help, so they had to leave thousands of corpses and flee in panic.
Looking at their burning buttocks, I just smiled faintly: This group of escaping enemy troops will naturally have someone to take care of them. Even though they are running very fast now, there will not be more than a thousand people who will go back to report the news to Gironde.
While the rear team rushed forward, the front team was also trying to get closer. They were also blocked by numerous traps. These traps were all controlled by people. As soon as the attack was started from above, the sandmen under the traps would remove the supporting wooden pillars.
And get into the tunnel... The trap is so big and deep that even if the enemy is determined to fill it with people, it won't be able to fill it for a while.
Under the double attack of bows, arrows and catapults, the enemy's front line suffered losses of more than 5,000 people.
Finally, during a bow and arrow attack, a frantic shout of "Siceria!" broke out from the enemy's front line, and the remaining enemies rushed towards us with weapons in hand!
The enemy commander chose to break out from the front. This decision is understandable. Although it seems that there are only archers on both sides, the enemy thought there was something strange in it. After picking and choosing, they still chose the spearmen from the front. If they successfully charged
Come over and mingle with the pikemen, and our bows and arrows will naturally lose their effect.
The demon coalition forces have always highly praised their melee capabilities. In their impression, no divine coalition force can take advantage of them in close combat.
All our archers stood up from their holes in the ground and aimed directly at the running enemy soldiers and fired wildly.
Under the threat of bows and arrows, the enemy soldiers ran faster and faster! They shouted slogans of charging again, and kept changing their weapons from left hand to right hand and back again. During the rapid movement, they gradually formed an offensive formation.
.You can tell from their red eyes and hoarse voices that they are extremely looking forward to and confident in this close battle... However, the enemy does not seem to notice that there are very few heavy infantry left on their side.
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The proportion of heavy infantry in a legion is not high, especially in a legion that has extremely high requirements for athletic ability. Heavy infantry is even rarer because their armor is so bulky that even a company can
They themselves are so frightened that a pair of armor weighs two hundred kilograms! Stabs with ordinary swords and spears are almost like scratching an itch, and a magic shield in their hands protects their heads and faces, and they are buried in the earth in the wind, rain, and fire - it's up to you.
!
It sounds like a pretty useless unit, but their role cannot be replaced by other units. They use their strong armor to break through the enemy's defense line! In fact, most of the time they are the most relaxed and comfortable guys on the battle line. As long as they keep standing, they can
Okay - there will naturally be people pushing forward from behind.
The main target of our catapult's attack just now was precisely these heavy infantry in the front row! Now the enemy's heavy infantry is dead, and it will be much more difficult to break through the pikemen's defense line.
“All troops—get ready!”
With a "swish..." sound, I pulled out the black iron sword and pointed the blade forward.
"Pikemen come forward - line up!" the officer on duty looked at my gesture and shouted loudly, "Crossbowmen - get in position!"
The spearmen in the first five rows stepped forward ten steps and squatted down. The spears in their hands were placed flat on the ground. The crossbowmen behind were already in position. Thousands of gleaming arrows were aimed at the enemies who were getting closer and closer. Many of them were running.
The right arm has been slightly raised - ready to raise the knife!
"put!"
"put!"
"put!"
The charging enemy was hit by three rounds of crossbows as soon as they entered the shooting range. The soldiers who were hit by the arrows grunted and fell into the dust. What was originally a tight formation immediately became a sparse earthworm line. Their entire formation was stagnant.
After a moment, the gap in the middle was immediately filled by the soldiers behind - this is the valuable thing about veterans. They know how to do things without the orders of their superiors. They are indeed an army that is good at charging and close combat!
The crossbowman fired another round and immediately retreated.
The pikemen in the front row stood up, with the spear points of the first row of pikemen pointing straight ahead, and the pikes of the last two rows were placed on the left and right shoulder armor of the soldiers in the first row - there just happened to be a groove there! This way
Each soldier had three spears in front of his body, giving him as much protection as possible.
If you stand at a higher point, you should be able to see the two lines getting closer and closer, almost joining together.
I have delegated the command of the front line.
Seeing that the enemy had rushed to a distance where his face could be clearly seen, dozens of commanders on the front raised their swords and shouted to greet their soldiers.
"Steady - steady - steady..." Listening to such a voice, my heart trembled a little, and there was a thin layer of sweat on my hands.
Dozens of swords swung down at almost the same time, "Kill!"
"Siceria!" The enemy rushed forward!
"Kill!" the soldiers in the front row roared, adjusting the angle of the spear for the last time - at this moment, the tip of the spear had penetrated the enemy's body, and many spears had penetrated two or three at a time!
"Kill!" The pikemen in the second row stretched out their spears with all their strength, and thrust the tip of the spear into the enemies who continued to approach. These enemies had already posed a threat to the soldiers in the first row!
"Kill!" The pikemen in the third row then sent out the spears in their hands - and while they were drawing out their spears, the pikemen in the first row had already retracted their spears and were preparing to assassinate again!
It seems like a small cooperation, but these soldiers have practiced countless times under the instructor's whip... until the blood blisters on their hands turn into calluses, and until the soldiers can do it without any problems with their eyes closed.
Worse, until all the soldiers were shouting "kill" in their dreams!
This is not because the instructors are making things difficult for them. The battlefield situation is changing rapidly, and there is no time for people to think. They just pick up the weapons and follow the routine! People who are inexperienced and overwhelmed will die the fastest, and a well-trained soldier is
Even if you are unarmed, you can still kill a few...
The spearmen cooperated skillfully, like a clockwork machine. Three rows of spears thrust out alternately, and the enemy was never able to get close.
However, the enemy also knew that the only way to survive was to break through our defense line, and their offensive became more fierce! Many enemy soldiers used all their strength to throw the weapons in their hands before dying, and some of the enemy soldiers were stabbed by spears and died.
If you hold on to the spearman tightly, the enemy who is down but not dead will slowly crawl to the feet of the spearman!
The battle line was filled with various sounds, and from time to time, broken limbs with armor attached to them flew out, and the strong smell of blood spread... The enemy attacked without fear of death, and the spearmen in the front were under great pressure.
"Axe-thrower—up!"
"kill!"
Thousands of our soldiers stepped forward, first with a right hand, an astonishing number of flying axes flew out, and accurately landed on the enemy's front line!
The throwing ax is not very big, but the ax body is thick and sharp. The curved ax surface is almost a circle, and the ax handle is caught in the middle and exposed a little. After being thrown, it spins in the air and falls, and it can be hit at almost every angle.
Cut into the human body!
The enemies in the front line only paid attention to the pikemen in the front, but did they know that there was such a thing above? One by one, they were hit by sharp axes! In the rain of blood, they were cut into two equal or less equal halves...
The enemy who was chopped down by the first round of flying axes had not yet completely fallen. The ax thrower took another round with his left hand, and the same number of flying axes followed! The enemies who succeeded him were destroyed again! Many people were killed because of
Looking up at the sky, he was stabbed by a spear.
After throwing the two throwing axes in his hand, the ax thrower returned to the original position to pick up the axe, and alternately threw with the other group of ax throwers.
The enemy hit by the flying ax staggered around. The enemy behind this interruption would naturally be delayed. Our pikemen could also take a breath and seize the time to adjust their formation. The impact of the demon alliance soldiers should not be underestimated. If it were not for throwing
The axemen came to attack, and in this short period of time they almost succeeded in attacking several areas!
Every commander understands what it means to have the opportunity to adjust the formation in a fierce battle. We have fully taken the initiative!
I just disdain ground warfare, but that doesn’t mean I haven’t studied it.
Before I went to the Allied Forces Headquarters, I read a lot of books and after a long study, I found that the reason why so many people like to use positional warfare to fight wars is because positional warfare is a very fair contest and is very simple.
!
Tens of thousands of people on each side hit the pestle and started charging with a shout. The competition is strength! Whoever has more people, thicker armor, and stronger strength will be able to leave with a smile - it is not without investment in the strategies of both sides.
, but it is extremely limited.
Just like simple arithmetic, one plus one must equal two! In positional warfare, the commander calculates the terrain, number of people, types of troops, individual combat effectiveness plus formation magicians, etc... Then he has a certain idea of victory or defeat in his mind.
Got to the bottom.
At the beginning, you can use magic or bows and arrows to support, but after the soldiers from both sides fight together...the soldiers can only rely on their own abilities. Row against row, one against one, there is no room for trickery.
My tactics are to allow my soldiers in the front line to have the greatest advantage, while at the same time weakening the strength of the enemy's front line. It is to make an enemy soldier face more than three of our soldiers, but we cannot let the word "fairness"
Two words appear!
Therefore, my soldiers are equipped with a large number of crossbows and independent ax throwers... all of this is to maintain the absolute advantage of our soldiers! Hit me? Go to hell!
"kill!"
"Ciceria!"
Spears thrust out again and again, and flying axes roared across the sky. Countless Demon Alliance soldiers fell twenty to several arms away from our soldiers... Their companions had to step over them when they rushed over.
Corpses were piled up layer by layer, slowly getting thicker and taller, until they were chest high!
The soldiers who fell there will never understand that this distance is what we call the "death zone"!
There was a chant behind him, and the magicians took action.
Walls of fire ignited on the death zone, and the magical flames as tall as two people began to mercilessly engulf all objects that dared to cross it. Many soldiers of the Demon Alliance who desperately crossed the fire wall were already charred before they could reach the spearmen.
carbon……
The enemy's magicians also started to counterattack, and black or green magic balls flew over in twos and threes... Usually as soon as their magic balls took off, they would be immediately hit by more than ten times our magic balls! Our formation was too
It's secret, if we don't eliminate the enemy's magicians first, they will cause unacceptable casualties to us!
The magicians on both sides were busy releasing barriers and attacking with magic. The sky above the battlefield was filled with colorful lights for a while, as if they were setting off fireworks during a competition.
Although our magicians have an absolute advantage in both quantity and quality, this does not mean that the enemy's magicians are useless and weak shrimps.
With a sound of "Boom!", a black magic ball passed through the barrier and fell not far to my left. The dozens of soldiers who were originally staying there disappeared without a trace in an instant, leaving only charred black on the ground.
, among those people, there is an officer who particularly likes to be kicked by me...
I resisted not looking at that piece of land and calculated in my mind the overall advancing speed of the enemy army...
"Horn!" Seeing that all the enemy's main body had entered the ambush area, I shouted, "Blow!"
"Woo-wu-wuwu..."
As our horn blew, countless soldiers jumped up from the caves where they were hiding, completely blocking the enemy's retreat. Then four regiments pressed up from both sides to surround the enemy regiments. At the same time, they had adjusted their positions.
The catapult showed its power again and kept firing towards the center of the enemy's army!
The troops responsible for the siege had been hiding in the cave for a long time. Once they came out, they were unstoppable. Their ferocity was as fierce as the soldiers of the Demon Alliance! The swords in their hands were all equipped with one-meter-long metal handles, and they were chopping.
Its strength and flexibility are much better than the enemy's weapons. With one strike, the enemy will probably be cut into two pieces, including the weapon and the person...
After all the enemy magicians were killed and wounded, our winged archers and elf magicians took off collectively, flying over the enemy in order in order. The remaining enemies were at a loss, although they all fought fiercely and had no choice but to fight to the death.
The situation is over...the troops gather together and the battle is over.
The enemy's front line of 20,000 people was wiped out, and no one from the officers to the soldiers surrendered.
The moment the horn sounded to end the war, the battlefield was filled with joy. The soldiers cheered, took off their helmets and threw them into the sky. Many people's heads were smashed into big and small pieces. Some guys were not satisfied with throwing their helmets.
Catch your own commander and throw him away...
"Report, sir!" Carlos came over on horseback and said to me excitedly, "We won! A very beautiful battle!"
I nodded, "How many casualties did our army have?"
"After a rough calculation." Carlos was stunned, "Our army suffered more than 3,000 casualties."
"Today's battle should be said to be an ambush..." I frowned, "The demon alliance is really not to be underestimated. Even with such a disadvantage, they can actually kill and injure three thousand of my soldiers!"
"But sir, their entire army was destroyed." Carlos whispered, "With 3,000 casualties, the entire 20,000 demon coalition forces were wiped out. The cost is almost negligible..."
"You can't say that about Carlos. Victory is not measured by the number of dead, but by the achievement of combat objectives." I interrupted him, "Although our combat objectives have been achieved, the price... is still too much.
Big."
"Sir..."
Just when Carlos was having some thoughts, a large number of officers arrived.
"Hello, sir!" said the head of the logistics regiment. "The casualty statistics are out. Our army has sacrificed 870 people and seriously injured 2,350 people. More than 300 of them... are disabled."
I nodded and said, "Inform the transport fleet to dock, and our wounded and corpses must be taken away immediately."
"yes!"
"Sir," Jack said, "Our army has good military discipline on the battlefield and no soldiers have been punished!"
"Well done!" I praised him with a smile.
"Thank you, sir!" Jack's face turned red slightly, "By the way, the enemy has many wounded..."
"Enemy?" I said, "I don't need the wounded to take prisoners, kill them."
"But there are thousands..."
"Kill!" I glanced at Jack, "Let the military justice department execute it, ordinary soldiers are not allowed to interfere!"
"Yes!" Jack turned around and left.
If your own wounded are still busy, how can you drag down the enemy's wounded? Although everyone understands this truth, the atmosphere is somewhat solemn.
"Sir! Go talk to the soldiers!" Carlos broke the silence, "They are all waiting for you to praise them!"
"Okay!" I nodded in agreement, "Let's go!"
The broken armor of the enemy was piled up into a hill in the middle of the battlefield. I led the officers up to it step by step, and the soldiers who were crazy about cleaning the battlefield also gathered around.
"All - attention!" the duty officer shouted, "Salute, sir!"
"Hello, sir!"
Tens of thousands of people shouted in uniform voices, making everyone's ears ring.
Feeling this scene, I felt somewhat emotional in my heart: I remember when I first walked onto the viewing platform of the Ninth Legion, they also said hello to me... Comparing the two, the gap is more than a thousand miles!
"Soldiers, you are doing well!" Looking at the beaming faces of these guys, I was also infected. "We wiped out 20,000 demon coalition troops! Kick Gironde hard again.
Old bastard’s ass!”
"hehe……"
"Twenty thousand troops is not much, but the total number of enemies on the dividing line between gods and demons is only one million! If we win a few more battles, they will have to go home and farm!" I continued, "Why?
Can we defeat this enemy army? Because we are united, everyone trusts their comrades and everyone works hard from top to bottom! As long as we maintain this spirit of unity and hard work, we can defeat all kinds of enemies.
!”
"yes……"
"That old bastard Gironde's ass can't be kicked easily. He will definitely bring more troops to cause trouble!" I changed my tone, "So from now on, everyone should put down their excitement.
Work harder and prepare harder – we’re going to kick that old bastard’s ass again!”
"yes……"
"Disband!"
"Let's go back to the camp." I said to the officer beside me, "Gironde will come very quickly this time!" (To be continued)