Chapter 1094
As soon as the battle flag of Byrne Legion emerged from the forest, Anson Zade’s mood instantly fell to the bottom.
The cold fear is like bone gangrene. He climbed up his spine and pierced his mind, stopping breathing and expanding his pupils.
I lost.
My thoughts, strategies, decisions...all are in Loren Torino's expectations.
From the very beginning, this is the trap set by Loren Torino to wipe out himself and the 20,000 elves warrior; and himself, who is eager for revenge, becomes his tool to accomplish all this.
Jane, is like Gu Insect in the urn-no matter how hard you struggle, it is impossible to escape the shackles of the Gu man.
In a trance, the suffocated elf boy flushed and his body trembled violently.
The smoky battlefield is full of noisy... The wizard warriors who just like a hot knife through butter face the formation of a line, and the Byrne Legion rushing out of the jungles on both sides of the Empire Avenue are in a dilemma. I don’t know if it is. The offense or the retreat, the result can only be stopped in place.
The sound of weapon waving, the vibration of armor collision, the sound of arrows hitting the air, the cries of commands and yells, the inconsistent horns, the screams of screams and wailing...
p>Anson Zade...he doesn't know what to do anymore.
Maybe, maybe I deserve to die here, right?
It won’t be long before the 20,000 elven army that has fallen into chaos will be completely surrounded by the army of the Duke of Byrne, their Knights will tear apart their front lines, and their long spear phalanx will become a prison of steel. , Little by little bleeds himself and kills the last elf warrior.
He can even guess that Loren Torino will definitely not end this battle anytime soon. He will bleed little by little and give the wizard warriors who put up a desperate struggle "can come back." hope.
This is the price of believe oneself infallible, right?
Thinking about this, Anson Zade gradually recovered from his fear for some reason.
"Master Anson Zade!"
The elf warrior holding the battle flag suddenly awakened the young elf with a roar of fear under one-knee kneels.
"Master Anson Zade, please lead me to a decisive battle with the empires!"
The surprised elf boy slightly startled, as if subconsciously shook his head: "No... It's useless, we have fallen into the enemy's trap, no matter how we struggle in vain, it can only be..."
"Then fight to death!" The elf warrior snatched and shouted:
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"Since it's a death anyway, let's die here!"
"You said before, even if you exchange the blood of a thousand warriors for the head of Loren Torino It’s worth it, so it’s worth it to exchange 20,000 warrior’s blood for a perish together, even if it’s a bloody battle that is defeated!"
"I can't escape anyway, why not die for righteousness?!"
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The elf boy, who was blank in his heart, suddenly woke up.
Yes, why not.
The mountains and rivers are exhausted. What can't you let go?
"Fight then." Throwing away the wand that had been held in the palm of his hand, Anson Zade took over the Azores Elf battle flag in the hands of the wizard:
" Go, fight till the last moment...this time, I will hold the flag."
The one-knee kneels warrior solemnly nodded to Anson, got up and drew his sword, and stepped forward.
"The warriors of Xiong Yingwang——"
Raising the long knife in his hand, the elf warrior roared and ran quickly, rushing in the direction of Byrne Legion:
"Draw your sword! Meet the enemy——!"
…………When the horn sounded, the Azores warriors finally stopped shaking, messy like a pack of wolves. The roar once again resounded across the Empire Avenue, and thousands of long knives flashed with dazzling cold glow under the sun.
Despite the scattered lines and the heavy crossbowmen and long spear phalanx of Byrne's elite Legion on the opposite side, these proud warriors continue to wield their swords and rush into the formation, desperately launching an offensive from the front—— It seems that if you don't do this, you won't be able to show their identity.
But Rulin’s long spear doesn’t care about their identity, nor does Rulin’s Arrow Rain.
"Crossbowmen ready to shoot!"
The heavy crossbowmen squatting in the front row didn’t need to aim at all. They raised their crossbows and shot a whole row. Crossbow arrows-among the scattered fronts of the elves warriors, there was a "jingling" suddenly, but it was more the sound of arrows piercing through the chamber.
The elven warriors walking on the robes and bones did not see any panic, and rushed madly towards the long spear square of Byrne Legion.
The phalanx infantry holding the long spear aloft walked out of the forest without panic, forming a tight phalanx in the center and on both sides of the avenue; the jungle-like heavy long spear fell in layers, as if open. Of steel lupins.
"Stop the formation, move forward——!"
Heavy and uniform steps sounded, and the phalanx moved forward slowly — and Sackland’s "black city wall" The difference is that, despite the same training phalanx, the Byrners who are fighting with guns are far from reaching that level of tacit understanding, and can maintain the formation of rapid maneuverability on the chaotic battlefield.
But slowly, the tightly aligned queue brings a sense of oppression that is completely different from that of Sacland Legion.
“clang! clang clang clang ——pu! ”
An elf warrior rushing to the front of the gun array bounced off the stabbed long spear one after another, not waiting to lift it up With his long knife swung down, his neck and torso were instantly penetrated; blood was gushing and fell in front of the gun formation.
More elves warrior follow closely from behind pounced towards the phalanx, the phalanx infantry still maintained their advancing pace at a moderate pace; there were continuous long spear beheaded soldiers falling down Go down, or retreat to the back of the phalanx, and the soldiers in the back row immediately step forward to fill the vacancy.
The roar and wailing are intertwined in the roar of the collision of the sharp blade with the armor and the flesh and blood. Facing the Azorean warrior that is constantly pounced like desperadoes, the slowly advancing long spear phalanx begins. It became stagnant, and was even knocked back for a while, leaving a whole line of corpses.
The pile of flesh and blood has filled the gullies on both sides of the road.
"Stranded Beast's Struggle."
Looking at the elven warriors fighting bravely with a sneer, there was a bit of mockery on the face of Rock Castle count Guy Angelt He smiled and turned his gaze to the black hair wizard next to him:
"Duke, congratulations—the 20,000 long ears are your spoils of war; the nobles in the Imperial Capital city If you see this scene, I’m afraid you’ll be scared to pee one by one."
Although it is inevitable to have some conceited emotions, but the "flattering" of Shanyanbao count has once met at the round table council. It was the first time that Loren he drew his sword at each other.
I went to sink alone, and without any advantage, destroyed the blockade that the Azores tried so hard to build, and the appetite was so big that he even wanted to annihilate the 20,000 Azores who were forced to retreat. The army...
If Loren fails, and even has to wait until the rock fort count to lead the army to turn the tide of the battle, then it can be called conceited or insatiable;
but he succeeds Well... then in the eyes of Byrne, he is the hero of the genuine; even the hero who can be compared to the "Black Duke" and brought Supreme glory to Byrne.
"Stranded Beast's Struggle?"
The black hair wizard shook his head: "No...It's far from that point; we can't care about it until we get the final decisive result. "
"Duke, do you think that at this point, the elves on the opposite side can make a comeback?" Mountain Rock Castle counted in disbelief.
At the age of the black hair wizard, he was also worried that the other party would be complacent, so he had to find a way to persuade the duke to come.
The black hair wizard who said nothing, stared at the pennant of the Azores elves on the battlefield.
The whole battle is moving towards the change in the situation he most hopes to see-although I don't know why, the commander of the Azores on the opposite side gave up the chance to retreat and fight to the death on the spot.
Next, as long as I slowly surround him, little by little bloodletting can kill the 20,000 elves warrior without remaining; the battle may be fierce, one day, one night, but The winner must be oneself in the end.
According to the information sent by the Rock Castle count, Grand Duke Elman Yuli Wiertz has led an army to stop the little elf Prince-he doesn’t even have the last worries, only to make sure not There will be a breakout.
But the more so, the more you must be cautious. After all...
"After all, now my dear Loren can no longer use Void Power at will like in the past" Immature The words were mixed with a bit of teasing, and rang in the ears of the black hair wizard:
"Ah...Although my dear Loren was already very cautious in the past, didn't expect to turn on the second valve only to become Be more cautious, and even start to be a little cowardly..."
"Shut up."
Interrupted by some guy, the black hair wizard turned his attention again Battlefield—As the battlefront gradually entered a white-hot state, the elven warriors finally stopped attacking the front of the long spear phalanx. Instead, they began to maneuver to both sides, trying to raid the two wings of Byrne Legion.
But this is destined to be futile.
Walking with shields, chain hammers, and battle axes, the Knight-errant Knight rushed out of the jungle, wielding a shield, chain hammer, and battle axe.
At the moment when the knives are staggered, the warrior, who is holding the sword against the enemy, can block the saber from the top of the head, and the galloping Knight has calmly escaped from the battlefield;
in consternation The wizard warrior lifts the head and saw the oncoming chain hammer.
"pu!"
With a crisp crackling sound, the face and head of the elf were shattered into dregs together; the torso that lost the head was kneeling on both knees, twitching and falling His long knives fell together in the emerald grass.
Similar scenes are repeatedly staged.
Sometimes the knight-errant Knight is dragged off the horse, and the elf warrior perish together; sometimes it is besieged by the heavy squire, and fell under the sudden cavalry knife; sometimes it is the exquisite warrior of Blade Technique who calmly parry , So that the surrounding servants and cavalry dared not move forward, sometimes...
In any case, the narrow jungle on the two wings has become a blood-soaked and inaccessible fighting field, ensuring a long spear phalanx. The flanks will not be penetrated; and the front battlefield has been completely swept by the long spear phalanx and cannot pass at all.
In this way, the encirclement net has been formed. No matter how hard the Azorean elves struggle, they can’t escape—unless they can forcefully break through the encirclement from the front, or collapse on the spot to disperse the birds and the beasts...but it’s not as complete as that. The army is annihilated.
If they insist on a bloody battle with Byrne Legion, it will only be a matter of time before they annihilate them; if the Azores are ready to retreat and escape, then it will only be a matter of time before they annihilate them.
Just like the "touted" of the Rock Castle count, the 20,000 Azores warrior is already in Loren's pocket.
So in the end, there is only one thing left-beware of the last case.
"Rigrel, Lanmaros!" Loren yelled behind him.
"It's--!"
"All Knights are over to rest, gather and wait!"
"Follow the order!"
The two counts immediately retreated and called the Byrne Knights who were taking a break.
"Is it too early to send Knight now?" Shanyanbao count frowned slightly: "Although these long ears have no brains, their morale and physical strength are very good. It won’t be easily defeated..."
"Our enemies are not just those in front of us, Angote count."
"Not only these in front of us, you mean Elman The Grand Duke has..."
"Just in case." Shaking his head, Loren interrupted Rock Castle count's guess: "Anyway, the elf His Highness the Prince will not give up easily. This is an army of 20,000 Azores, so he must come."
"I believe in the strength of Grand Duke Elman, but even if it is only one in ten thousand possible, it must not be taken lightly." black hair The wizard explained:
"Count the twenty thousand Legion you brought from Imperial Capital, it is already very reluctant to surround the enemy in front of you. In fact, we cannot build a complete defense line in a hurry. The state of exposure; once a surprise attack ends... It is absolutely impossible than the Azores on the opposite side."
"You will win...you will still win, but the kind of victory with heavy casualties is still to fight for Avoid it."
The slightly surprised Rock Fort Count looked at Loren in a daze, and finally remained silent after he was hesitant to speak.
He actually doesn't like this seemingly safe "conservative" tactics-if possible, Rock Castle count still hopes that Loren can become another existence like the Black Duke.
Even that man is the chief culprit in the decline of Byrne.
Loren stared at the battlefield, constantly thinking about the tactics Rodria Azores might use.
The battle has reached this step, and it is almost impossible to reverse the situation; but Rodria Azores...the little Prince, it is really hard for him to imagine that the other party will give in calmly. .
The only question is how he will break the game.
How about yourself... What would you do if you face this situation?
The large army is besieging, and there are enemies blocking-the fast-attack enemy does not even have the logistics of a sneak attack. How can we get out of the siege under such a circumstance?
Where is your weak spot, and where is the only weak spot in the entire layout?
Is there anything that will never be considered by Byrne Legion and can organize defenses?
While he was still thinking, a hunter Fiend suddenly crossed the battlefield and rushed to Loren in an anxious manner:
"My lord, there is a large number of troops moving towards the Jewel River. The trail of the elves, suspected to be Azores, is coming towards the battlefield!"
"Strong force...thousands!"