Chapter 1035
Looking at the long spear hands and archers who fell down in rows one after another in front of the Boye Hussars, even the elves standing under the banner The warrior can still remain calm, but the guard behind him is already complexion pale, gnashing teeth.
In the face of the swift and fierce hussars, the Blade Technique and battle skills that the Azores warriors are proud of... all pointless, no matter how fast they run, it is impossible to surpass The mobility and charge of the cavalry; the only long and short bow and arrow that can be used is also suppressed by the group shooting of the hussars.
Obviously, the cavalry with less than three to five thousand troops is the absolute disadvantaged party, but whenever their cavalry initiates a charge, they can always force the elven warriors to retreat and form a tight and reliable team. Array, and then fell in rows and slices under the javelin rain.
Different from Sackland’s crossbowmen and Lothar’s Falcon shooters, Boye’s hussars have very tricky archery trajectories-the horse’s short bows are destined to be impossible to shoot far, so they just The arrowhead was deliberately made heavier, so that the arrow would draw a larger arc in the air.
Obviously aiming at yourself, but shot his companion’s forehead; obviously aiming at the neck, but pierced his own feet...and not just a trajectory, you can’t guard against it, the Boyi also Painted poison on the arrowhead!
When hundreds and thousands of cavalry rushed forward on the roaring cavalry, even the bravest elf warrior could feel the body trembling, cold hands and feet, and soft legs if It is not the command and the honor of being a warrior, and the robes beside them, they may also turn their heads and run away like ordinary persons.
Even...they understand that they can't escape; even if they run away, and lose their robe and the protection of the army, they are absolutely impossible to survive on the glacier wasteland.
"This is the cavalry...the most powerful army of the empire?" Gritting his teeth, the guard's face was full of anger and unwillingness: "Just a few thousand people can bring 40,000 Excellent warrior is completely suppressed, can’t advance or retreat?"
"It’s no surprise that the cavalry army is the elite and core of the empire, just like the warrior is the elite and core of the Azores—this is what it is. We expected it."
The wizard warrior said solemnly, and no wave was heard in the steady words: "In the face of our assault, the enemy will use the most elite army without the slightest hesitation. Buying time, this shows that our plan is very successful, doesn't it?"
"Yes, you can go on like this, military spirit and morale..." the guard worriedly said.
"The warriors who can follow your Majesty Xiong Yingwang across the icefield, I believe they have the courage to face life and death indifferently-military spirit and morale are not a problem." The wizard warrior shook his head:
"The enemy's cavalry is not a monster that can fight forever. Their tactics are excellent, but they are a huge drain on the body and mind. Impossible has always been like this."
"If I expected it to be good, At most another quarter of an hour, the battle situation will change-the five Thousand Man Squad phalanx in the central queue will move forward a hundred steps, and the reserve warrior in the back row will turn to the wings and prepare to close."
"As you bid!"
With an order, the army in the center of the Azores began to lean forward; under the leadership of the warriors, the elven warriors wielding a four-foot long spear, Gritting his teeth against the fear of the roar of the iron cavalry, he pushed forward.
Thousands of elven warriors took neat steps, and the shaking rumbling sound instantly weakened the imposing manner of the hussars.
The silent elves warriors against the locust-like arrow rain, stepped on the bones of the front robe and compatriots, and pushed the long spear swaying in their hands against the big snow on the battlefield. cavalry.
"What's going on?!"
On the battlefield filled up by snowflakes and smoke, the scimitar heroine galloping on horseback stared at the elven army on the opposite side, a kind of The anger of hard to describe keeps coming to mind.
Using hussars to disrupt the enemy’s line, then take the opportunity to tear open a breakthrough opening and concentrate on a handful of elite cavalry to break through—this was her original plan.
But now the enemy has used actual actions to tell her that it doesn't work at all!
In the face of the cavalry raid, the elves’ hastily formed front did not panic—not that they could not see the fear on their faces, but that they were clearly scared but still standing in place.
So Salika had the last choice, and led the hussars to launch a suicidal charge against the elves’ long spear phalanx.
For a cavalry commander, that was the last decision she wanted to make.
Drecis...Is that bastard dead? !
Salika, who couldn't help but looked back, glanced at the city wall of the fortress of Duojieshan behind her. She was also expecting the support of ballistas and catapults.
"The long ears are approaching!" The hussars on the side suddenly shouted to her anxiously: "Master Jonah, please come up with an idea as soon as possible!"
" If we drag on like this, we will have to retreat!"
"Never retreat!" Someone immediately retorted loudly, "When we withdraw from the fortress, the enemy will definitely follow us to cover up and rush in. The fortress!"
"Then what do you say?!"
"I don't know, but if we continue like this, we will either be besieged by them or consumed alive!"
p>Listening to the sound of disordered and in a mess in her ears, Sarika's breathing became more and more rapid.
The sound of mournful scream and fighting continued to be heard around-because the Azores began to shrink the "encirclement circle", attacking the core defense area of the fortress, and there were already hussars and Enemies clash.
What should I do? What if Loren...what would he do if that bastard? !
With steaming sweat on her forehead, Sarika desperately tried to calm herself down-she could even clearly feel her fierce heartbeat and trembling muscles.
What are we going to do, what is the enemy going to do... What does this guy say?
The scene of fighting has already begun.
There are constant hussars falling under the spear formation of the elven long spear soldiers, and the elven warriors with protruding lines are constantly beheaded by the cavalry with a volley of sabers;
Yes The horseback warriors who are good at tossing and moving are squeezed by the front line to the point that there is no room to dodge, making the long spear skewers; there are also hussars who are decisively charging directly into the spear formation, and a few elves approaching the warrior perish. together.
So... what is the purpose of the enemy?
Use assault teams to harass, and then seize the fortress in one fell swoop... No, if this is the case, they will not give the fortress time to react; and if the fortress is stormed, this army of more than 40,000 men is also tantamount to peace. Jieshan Fortress is perish together.
So the enemy is not trying to break the fortress, but to make himself and the defenders in the fortress "think that they can hold it." "Reinforcements" arrived, and after they reunited, they attacked Duanjieshan!
Salika was taken aback by this sudden thought.
Because in this way, instead of passive defense, the fortress of Duanjieshan must continue to attack actively to force the enemy to be exhausted; moreover, it is necessary to collect reinforcements as soon as possible to eliminate the siege;
Not only that, she must do her best to pass this news to Loren Torino in the Valley of Blood Skeletons-since the enemy also has reinforcements, no matter where they come from, their first goal must be the Valley of Blood Skeletons. !
Loren · Torino …that bastard is dangerous!
"Assemble! Assemble! Come closer to me—!"
Salika, who bit her teeth tightly, stood up directly on the horseback loudly shouted, "Iron Cavalry" long knife Waving in his hand: "Boy's horseback people, line up!"
"Form an array of frontal arrows——!!!"
Hear the grand prince's angry shout , The hussars who fought in groups, without the slightest hesitation, threw down the enemies beside them, and rushed towards the silhouette of horses galloping in the cold wind.
In the blink of an eye, thousands of cavalry have lined up in front of the trenches at the gate of the fortress, forming a tightly organized fence.
"The enemy is in front, and my hometown is in the back!"
Salika, who roared aloud, couldn’t wait at all, brandishing a long knife and crossing the array first and rushing to the opposite side alone. Elf army formation:
"Tear them off——!!!"
With the loud horn, the yelling hussars are also in rows. Fighting horses, do their best to keep up with the silhouette of the Scimitar Grand Duke.
Faced with the sudden roar of the cavalry, the elven army that was still advancing could not immediately react for a while-the long spear phalanx in the front row chose to garrison in place, and the phalanx in the back row The wizard warrior and archer are still advancing.
There was a brief chaos in the neat queue.
The Azores do not know whether the enemy is just a threatening temptation just like before, forcing them to retreat; or is planning to meet force with force with themselves, trying to use this method to fight for the fortress time?
This puts them in a dilemma...temporarily.
"The enemy is planning to break through!"
The wizard warrior surrounded by flags suddenly opened the mouth and said: "Let the five Thousand Man Squad in the central array stop immediately. Stay on the spot, never let them break down the front, and no cavalry can let go!"
"The two-wing military formations continue to close together, compressing the enemy’s movement space—remember, only combat is allowed, not Pursuits are allowed; as long as the enemy has any intention to retreat, let them go immediately!"
"Observe the order!"
The guard who received the order bowed his head suddenly.
Soon, the eagle-like horns of the Azorean elves sounded on the roaring battlefield of horseshoes; the elven warriors who received the order immediately began to organize their warriors to defend in situ, quietly Waiting for the moment when the galloping cavalry rushed up.
Faced with the neatly organized long spear phalanx, the Boys Hussars showed no signs of stopping, they rushed through the center line of the battlefield in a frantic fight, and rushed aggressively.
Horseshoes splashed with mud and snow, and Salika Jonah on the horseback couldn't help but squint her eyes, and the long knife in her hand stretched sideways, the narrow blade trembling slightly.
At this moment...
"Boom————————!!!"
The moment the explosion sounded on the battlefield , Many hussars did not even have time to see the golden red that cut through the sky, and the soaring pillar of fire had already occupied their entire field of vision.
On the snow-covered wasteland, the elven warriors that formed a dense phalanx were engulfed one after another by flames. The explosion tore their bodies to pieces alive, and the steaming water mixed with the heat wave spread to the surroundings.
Screams and wailing, one after another!
Amid the deafening explosions, even tenacious Azorean warriors couldn’t help but panic. They were at a loss for what to do with the dazzling fire and continuous loud noises, and they could only stare at themselves blankly. His robe was swallowed by the golden red, disappeared without a trace.
lifts the head, in the sky, and you can see one after another passing over the head, with a shadow that screams torn the air.
The rain of fire from the sky ravaged the entire battlefield, not only the enemy, but even many hussars were also shaken by the air waves of the explosion, or wailed and turned into running "Fireball", wailing, fell into the white snow, dyed black.
In spite of this, thousands of hussars followed closely behind their duke, rushing towards the Azorean army ravaged by flames, without looking back.
Catch up!
The astonished grandfather of Scimitar was stunned for a second, and then an incomparable joy appeared on the corner of her mouth——Dressis, you total bastard...
Finally did not let it. People are so disappointed!
"Launch! Aim at the position of the Azores, hit me as much as you can!"
On the city wall of the fortress of Broken Boundary Mountain, Deresi gasping for breath Si pushed away the guard next to him, and shouted at the beacon with a hoarse voice:
"Burn those long ears to death——!!!"
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"My lord!"
"Stick your position, not to retreat!"
Seeing the guard's panic The elf warrior immediately snatched up and said: "At this time, it suddenly retreats. Once the enemy's cavalry really covers up, it will immediately become a massacre. When the time comes, there are not hundreds of dead warriors. There are thousands of them!"
"Once the enemy’s ballistas and catapults are aimed, they can’t move easily, they can only strike a fixed position; so if they want to continue to smash, they have to Their cavalry can smash together."
"But if this continues..."
"If this continues, there will be no change in the result!" The wizard warrior coldly Looking at the horrified guard: "Either fight for the glory of the empire's cavalry, or be slaughtered."
"If your Majesty Xiong Yingwang fails, he fails to get the help of the four Evil Gods. It will form an attack with the Dujieshan Fortress, and 40,000 warriors will be buried here in vain!"
"Dying for righteousness or shame... Your Excellency, choose!"
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The voice fell, and the elf warrior no longer looked at him, staring at the silhouette rushing towards him; with a sullen face, he pulled out the Azorean sword from his waist and pointed straight towards him. The cavalry rushing.
In the rumbling sound of flames and horseshoes, the aggressive Boy Knights rushed straight into the chaotic Azorean army with their sabers high, and the cry of fighting immediately began.
"Charge, rush over--!" The sharp voice resounded like a banner in the front of the hussars' formation. The roaring Salika Jonah was almost squeezed by the hussars on both sides. The Central Committee, finally did not let their Grand Duke really rush to the forefront.
"Boy, attack——!!!"
"Come on, warriors of the Azores——!!!"