Chapter 961
The first thing that catches your eyes in the smoke and dust that rolls the earth is Lotaire's blood-stained cross!
fully armed, wielding a flag gun similar to that of Byrne Knight, the Lothar Knights driving their war horses carrying deafening rumbling sound, ripped directly from the south city gate and surrounded the city from both wings , The blockade of the Azores.
Amidst the terrifying impact, one after another brave and warrior warriors were hit by fully armed horses like sandbags from the spot, then penetrated by the long spear, crushed by iron hoofs... Before the sound could be heard, there was only a pool of bones mixed with flesh and blood.
Using the tactics of riding on a wall that are indistinguishable from the Byrners, Lothar's Knights used row after row of offensives, with no difficulty crushed the line composed of the elves. From the fragmented gaps one after another, they rushed directly into the city gate.
The Knights who stayed behind by the city wall who were in charge of responding to the city wall opened the city gate at a critical moment in a "tacit understanding", and then quickly closed it to keep the enemy out of the city.
But this is not the end, on the contrary, it is not these noble Knights who truly symbolize the power that Lotaire is proud of.
Taking advantage of the opening of the frontline army, the longbowmen holding the eagle bows after the long-distance raid, still quickly occupied the nearby favorable high ground position; in an instant, thousands of arrows rained Has appeared on the heads of the wizard warriors!
In the rage of anger and unwillingness, the elf warrior with the unfortunate arrow fell to the ground continuously—the arrows shot by the enemy are tricky, speed and formidable power are the same as the Eboden archer they encountered before. There are as different as heaven and earth.
Not only that, in order to deal with the light armor and the sensitive wizard warrior, the Lothar people from afar abandoned armor piercing arrows, specially prepared with hooks, made of flexible fine wood, and sharp arrows. Spike arrows with a long range, and are poisoned.
The bow and arrow skills of Lothar people are world-famous!
Three rounds of arrows, the fragmented elves are already crushed. Under the leadership of the surviving leader and the "Siting" warrior, while avoiding the arrow rain from the high ground, they are facing the edge of the city wall. retreat.
Across most of Eboden City, Loren standing on the tower can clearly see the Lothar army that is clustered cheering excitedly under the Bloody Cross banner, stepping into the city.
"Finally here..."
Staring at the familiar banner, the black hair wizard relaxed.
If there is any duke in the empire that he trusts most, it is definitely Ruben Friede—because he promised, Lothar’s 8,000 reinforcements within fifteen days It must be there, and Loren has persisted until now.
Even including always refusing to withdraw troops, holding down the main force of the elves so that they cannot encircle the city, there are also considerations in this regard; to avoid the embarrassment of the city gate falling when the reinforcements arrive and cannot be rescued.
Sure enough... fifteen days, no more than one day.
Although I don’t know if there are 8,000 reinforcements, and how much battle strength there are; the fact that Lothair’s banner appears on the head of Eboden is already strong enough to be heavy. Signals to boost morale.
With this support army, Loren can arrange the evacuation of the army from the port defense line calmly, relying on the favorable terrain and fortresses in the city to block the attacks of the elves...huh? !
A sudden and chaotic shouting sounded from the east side of the ring fortress.
The black hair wizard immediately turned his eyes and looked in the direction of the shout, eyes suddenly shrank.
It's not a "roar", but a roaring horseshoe, a stretched horn bow, an unsheathed scimitar...and countless shouts of killing.
In groups, silhouettes appearing like a rushing flood appeared in the eyes of everyone and the elves, riding a galloping horse, wearing silver light shimmering armor, and wielding cold machetes. .
The banner of the warhorse clamored against the sea breeze.
Boy’s Hussar!
Amid the sound of horse hooves in the sky, you can only see these cheerful horseback people raising their sabers, rushing straight towards the elven army under the city wall, as impatient as the guests going to the banquet.
Faced with the cavalry who burst out from the flanks suddenly, the wizard warriors under the city wall did not hurriedly shrink the line of troops, and the long spear soldiers were in front of the warrior behind, ready to use a dense formation to let the enemy collide. He broke his blood.
But they were wrong—Boy’s horseback people and cavalry everywhere are as different as heaven and earth.
Just 30 steps away from the enemy, the "charged" hussars suddenly turned collectively, as if suddenly hitting the flowing water of the reef, bypassing the front of the elven army and rushing towards The gap they exposed because of their shrinking front.
Almost at the same time, countless black shadows flew out of the hussar army, "pounced" towards the elves who were densely packed and lacking heavy armor and shields.
"pu ——poof——poof——!!!"
The dark red "flowers" kept blooming, and the dense front line immediately appeared chaos-there was no phalanx battle Experienced elves don't know what to do after the person in the front row falls.
The hussars immediately lowered their horn bows, drew their sabers from the saddle, and attacked the elves from the flanks.
But the cunning horseback folks are not like the elves imagined. They meet force with force like reloading Knight;
The galloping horse is like The superb dancers swept across from an incredible angle, allowing the hussars riding on their backs to make a deadly and crucial knife.
"pu!"
Between the sharp blades slashed, the cavalry has moved away.
Leaving only the unwilling elf warrior, collapsed in his own pool of blood.
In the blink of an eye, this "blood-colored" torrent has traversed the entire harbor battlefield, killing tens of thousands of elves in front of the elven fleet and the defenders of Eboden.
The casualties are minimal!
The Boys Hussars who completed a round of assault, after throwing off the enemy's chasers, regrouped in the vicinity of the Gem Riverbank, letting go of the reins to allow the mounts to regain their strength as soon as possible.
"The people on horseback--!"
Under the banner of the war horse, a silver armored cavalry holding a high sword appeared in front of the entire cavalry formation, looking coldly at the enemy behind him :
"Adhering to the dictum of Salika Jonah, Lord of Boye and Lord of the People on Horseback-Under the witness of the sky and the big green sea, under the witness of iron and blood, with the holy In the name of the cross, the Boyne must repay the kindness owed to the Duke of Byrne and Knight by Byrne! Use your sabers to witness the friendship between Byrne and the Boyne."
"Because friends are in trouble, you can’t see death. Don't save!"
"The enemy is in my soil, and I shall not be merciless!"
"Therefore..." In the cold cry, the silver armored Xiaoqi directly grabbed the battle flag. Hold it high above your head:
"Kill another round with me——!"
"Kill another round————!!!"
The entire hussar army burst out with fierce shouts, holding the saber high and rushing towards the army of Azor elves again.
The momentum is impressive!
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"Meeting again, Loren Torino...Duke."
With a bit stiff Smiling, Lothar Knight is long, and Aaron, who is also carrying a two-handed sword, is standing beside the black hair wizard: "It seems that we are here at the right time."
"Yes, it's not good. A little bit." Loren sighed in a low voice, with a bit of emotion, Loren gave a wry smile, looking down at the port battlefield that was being torn up by the Boyle Hussars all split up and in pieces.
At the same time, the Knight and Longbowmen of Lothar have entered the city and joined the armed citizens of Eboden on the city wall battlefield, gradually regaining the stronghold controlled by the elven army.
It's really a little bit, I can only order the whole line to retreat.
"Looking at your expression, it seems a bit regretful." Aaron, who misunderstood the black hair wizard and sighed, laughed helplessly: "Yes, it was not me who was supposed to lead the army, but Lu Wen himself."
"But just before we set off, news suddenly came from the ancient wood forest and found that there were signs of a large number of troops moving to the north of the forest."
North ?
Loren looked back suddenly: "Mist Moon Court."
"It should be." Aaron solemnly nodded: "An army of Azores elves is already in Mist Moon Court. Landing, you will invade Deep Limburg at any time."
"Forcing him to stay, Ruben can only stay in Lothair, ready to resist the invasion-it is a pity for him, but it is relaxed for us; he It’s the Lord of Lotaire, it’s not like letting him come to such a dangerous place anyway."
With a wry smile, Aaron faintly showed a triumphant expression: "Nonetheless, he finally arrived on schedule. ——Eight Thousand Lothar Army, 1,000 Knight, 4,000 Eagle Hunter Archers, 3,000 Heavy Infantry, listen to the orders of Lord Byrne!"
"This is my honor, after all I'm half a Lothair." Shrugged, Loren's calm expression is very pleasant... Finally, I don't have to stay alone anymore, it's a very happy thing:
"Yes, What's the matter with Boye's hussars—I mean, how come they come with you?"
The voice fell, and Aaron, who was opposite, suddenly had a very strange expression on his face.
"What's wrong?"
Loren frowned slightly, did he ask something he shouldn't ask?
"No, it's nothing, I just thought you should have known it." Aaron's face showed a very "subtle" smile: "Or...you haven't received any news yet. ?"
What news?
The expression of the black hair wizard is more unimaginable.
"Lord Loren Torino, Lord of Byrne-you are famous, thoroughly famous!"
Aaron shook his head: "It's just ten days from From Eboden to Byrne, the entire empire knows that you are alone against the army of Azorean elves!"
"There are people everywhere in the entire empire who are praising your deeds, especially your previous two. The'Imperial Declaration' and the warning about future crises make all the Knights of the empire admire you."
"It can be said that all the empires who think of themselves as Knight are packing their bags and heading to Egypt. Boden hopes to be able to join your subordinates-the Battle of Eboden has become a Battle of Glory!"
Sighed's Aaron changed his words: "Of course, these are right now. It doesn’t make much sense to you. Even if they will come, that’s one month later. Whether Eboden can hold one month later is a question."
"As for what you want Known Boy Hussars—that’s because Emperor Connold opened the passage of East Sackland so that Duchy troops in the east and south can pass through East Sackland and receive sufficient supplies. That’s why they can do this. Hurry up."
so that's how it is ……
Loren looked thoughtful nodded, probably understand the reason.
The total number of Legions in the empire is about 150,000; this is the essence of the power of the empire, and it is also the biggest cost of fighting the elves. Connold does not want to be in a place like Eboden. Will consume the strength in vain.
But he also knows that Eboden, who is not supported, will definitely fall ahead of schedule, so that he has no time to integrate all Legion; so he let go of the road and let the elites of Duchy form a reinforcement force, and drag him as much as possible. The enemy for a while.
"So now we have 8,000 people from Lotaire and 5,000 people from Boye." Loren said solemnly: "Thirteen thousand troops, relying on the city wall, it should be possible ......"
"no!"
Aaron suddenly interrupted: "It's not 13,000, but a full 20,000."
After all, the Knight of Lothair raised his right hand and pointed in the direction he had come from-beside the blood-stained cross, there was another flag and the silhouette of a large army.
The Seven Thousand Light Infantry of Eleman has arrived under Eboden City!
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Reinforcements are still coming.
At the moment when he saw the appearance of the Boye Hussars, the smile on the corner of Little Prince's mouth became a little stiffer.
Only a little bit, Eboden’s defenders must collapse across the board, and the entire city is already in their own pockets. At this time, the arrival of reinforcements will undoubtedly be extremely exciting. Morale of the army.
It is obviously impossible to take the city immediately.
Although everything is as I expected, the enemy's performance is beyond imagination, but...sure enough, I am still a little bit disappointed.
After all, it was a victory that was just watched and flew away.
On the deck of the flagship, the atmosphere is deadly silent.
Looking at the city wall defense line that is about to be captured, because the enemy’s reinforcements arrived after the line was broken up, and was taken back by the Eboden garrison little by little, and even had to retreat to stabilize the position. , Not to collapse...
All the elves shut their mouths, for fear that they will become the hapless person who is irritated by His Highness the Prince.
Although the little Prince seldom gets angry with others, this kind of thing is always possible-the victory in front of him was suddenly hit hard, and the unimaginable sense of frustration hurt the army. The commander's blow is simply devastating.
It's not that they are afraid of death, but rather than being unlucky, they hope to be able to bravely die on the battlefield... at least that, it can be called honor.
The sighed little Prince lifts the head, blinked as if relaxed, and looked towards the elves warriors who were nervous and afraid of getting angry:
"Since the enemy’s reinforcements Here, it seems that there is no hope of victory for the time being-then let the army retreat as soon as possible and gather on the shore; in any case, you must hold the port and never give up the beachhead."
"Oh , Yes! Send another messenger over to deliver the letter to the Duke of Byrne and say... well, I want to see him!"