Chapter 1118
"The whole army is in place, with spears!"
The moment the Azores warriors rushed past the last black Golden Lion battle flag, their bodies tightened. Angrily roared by Karl Colin without the slightest hesitation.
As soon as the voice fell, the shooters on both sides panicked slightly and placed the "light spears" in their hands on the shield of the warrior in front of them like a commander.
As a standard Fiend hunter, Carl Colin's military experience is not that good, and he has never held the position of a commander, but he has very rich experience in individual combat and breakthroughs.
So he understood very well that Lord Loren appointed himself as the commander of the "shooting army" not because of his hidden commander talent, let alone some unexplainable personality charm. .
"One hundred and fifty meters, turn on the trigger!"
"Shooter, reload!"
Compared with the slightly trembling shooters By comparison, the shield players who squatted down on the ground with a zither-shaped shield were very calm-most of them came from the unsuccessful hunter Fiend, and a small part was selected by Dalton Kander from the night watchmen who could confirm their loyalty.
Grass-roots officers, escort shooters, supervising battles... these people are the key to ensuring the normal operation of the entire shooting army.
So Master Loren appointed himself only because he was loyal enough, able to execute any order without scruples, and calm enough... so calm that he could still execute his orders in an orderly manner before he died.
Firmly staring at the first elf warrior who rushed towards him, relying on Karl Colin, who has years of experience, constantly calculating the distance between each other.
One hundred two, one hundred one...eight, seven, six...
"One hundred meters, shot!"
The moment of roaring, without The slightest hesitation Carl Colin pressed the firing device, and could faintly feel that the weapon in his hand used him to inspire a low-level enchantment-although it was so weak that it might only be at the level of Firefly Spell, it was definitely felt.
"Bang——————————!!!"
Along with a tidy burst of thunder, the dazzling white light flashed on both sides of the battle pass.
At the same time, the Azorean elves who charged on the opposite side were shocked, and the momentum of the charge was immediately forcibly interrupted-the long queue up ahead almost fell down an entire row of elven warriors. .
The shocked Anson saw this scene and was shocked.
Loren ·Torino …The wizards of the empire have actually completed the combination of high-level spells and alchemy, and have also achieved miniaturization? !
"Offensive, offensive! Offensive! Don't stop!" An Sen, who was eager to grit his teeth, roared: "Rush over and crush them! Use their blood to witness the bravery of the wizard warrior... "
"Boom————————————!!!"
Shortly enough to only a momentary interval, the tidy thunderous noise once again flashed And pass.
"clang! Clang——clang!"
Three sparks flickered, and the blindfolded elf girl who rushed in front of Anson did not know when she swung three knives in the blink of an eye. Bounced all the incoming beams.
"Master elder sister?!"
"Continue to command, Anson-leave the rest to me!"
"Understand!"
Almost at the moment when the voice fell, another loud noise rose to the sky...this time, it was at the feet of the wizard warriors.
"Boom————————————!!!"
The golden red beam of light rose into the sky, and a long line of fire divided into the battlefield two.
"Alchemy bomb?!"
Staring at the soaring fire, the shocked Grand Duke Elman blurted out: "Loren Torino...he was buried in the trench in front of the battlefield. Alchemy bombs that can be triggered?!"
"You don’t need a pile of alchemy bombs that can be triggered. You just need to bury it under a shallow mound of soil and then underneath. Fill it with asphalt and ignitor."
The Grand Duke of Arles’ eyes lit up: "The smart way-since the new army is mainly to project weapons, it should naturally be as far as possible to make the enemy unable to Approaching, I guess the Duke of Byrne should have similar traps on both sides of his line."
"Forcing the enemy to be unable to approach easily, but this alone is not enough; because of yours The enemy is a group of wizard warriors who possess magic and are not afraid of death!"
At the moment of the explosion and roar, a wall of light blocked the raging flames--the pure-silver rays of the sun. light, like a glass plate scattered around.
Under the reflection of the fire, the elf boy with open arms was sweating and panting; behind him is the elf warrior who has just survived the explosion and has not yet recovered from the panic.
"I am the assistant of the Imperial Court...'Samura' wizard Anson Zade; Loren Torino...no matter what kind of monster you are..."
"Neither... Little! Look! I—!"
The moment the roar sounded, the brilliance of silver white turned into a long spear in his right hand, piercing the fire sea.
"Bang——!!!"
Silver light flashed, forcibly blasted a gap in the burning fire sea.
"Master elder sister——!"
When the shouting sounded, the blindfolded elf girl waving the ancient blade was the first to rush into the fire sea and rush towards Byrne Legion line.
Along with roars, screams and roars, the elves warriors who have given up their hope of living have also raised their long swords and plunged into the fire sea.
"Bang——————————!!!"
Almost at the same time when the elven warriors plunged into the flames, Byrne Legion’s army line was again There was a tidy bang of thunder.
As the enemy approached, the firing speed and formidable power of Byrne Legion not only did not decrease, but also showed an upward trend.
Except for the blindfolded elf girl, and a handful of elf warriors forcibly parried and bounced the oncoming beams. The elf warriors that rushed through the fire sea were hit-or fell into the burning trench. , Or being lit by the fire sea behind him, or being pierced by a beam of light through his limbs and chest...
The screams came and went one after another.
"Boom——————————!!!"
A uniform roar, once again, a whole row of wizard warriors fell down .
In the burning battlefield, the thunderous noise is like the whistling of Death God wielding a sickle. Every time it sounds, dozens of hundreds of elven warriors fall silently.
A beam of light passing by;
Burning firelight;
The silently fallen body;
dash on bravely The warrior with no thought of personal safety;
and......
stared wide-eyed, screaming and screaming and roaring Anson Zade, like a stared wide-eyed The condemned prisoner who was suddenly awakened in hell slowly raised his eyes.
Five meteor-like beams of light swooped down from the sky and rushed towards them.
Boom————————
When the explosion sounded, the dazzling white light from the sky once again covered the entire battlefield.
"Columns, change rows!"
With the neat commands of the officers, the shooters on the front line raised their perforations from the shields. The bright spear with smoke retreated from the gap between the shields to the second row at the fastest speed, and the soldiers in the back row immediately stepped forward to fill the vacancies...especially some of the vacancies where there were no living people.
In just a few rounds of volleys, the newly born shooting army has already appeared on the list of deaths before the enemy is close; the reasons are varied-unstable Void Power, panic The operation is not standardized, the firing device fails...but the results are surprisingly consistent.
Blast, then die, and the survival rate is almost zero... This "new weapon" is very efficient at killing enemies and suicide.
While rubbing the painful shoulder from the back and forth hit by the wooden support, Carl Colin couldn't help thinking.
But... it's all worth it.
There is no need for laborious loading, too long practice, or even much effort-as long as you follow the order to complete the shooting, you can easily kill the enemy.
Even if it is an excellent crossbowman or archer, his physical strength has been exhausted after shooting ten arrows quickly, and the "light spear" in his hand... If you don't want to fight your shoulders, Carl · Colin felt that he would not feel tired even after playing for a day.
When seeing the elf warrior on the opposite side in the fire sea and rounds of volleys, Fiend Hunter couldn't help but think of Loren's words again.
"...One day, we can let these weapons be held by the soldiers, and stand three hundred steps away and instantly fire dozens or hundreds of crossbow arrows that can pierce armor..."
"...This kind of weapon will eventually make swords dispensable, and exquisite armors into decorations, and make all wars become three hundred steps away from each other. Compare the cruel competition to see who kills the opponent faster..."
"...Knead the glory into waste paper, make the war rigid and rigid, and turn the courage of all warriors into a joke three hundred steps away ; Calm killing will replace bloody melee..."
"...Finally destroy all beautiful illusions and decorations, and let the war expose its most true and cruel appearance." Carl Colin whispered Muttered, there was a special brilliance in the pupils of his eyes.
Is that the future that Lord Duke wants to create? It sounds cruel to the extreme.
But if that's the case...
Then let me... be the first to turn it on by myself!
"Blow into the army!"
Karl Colin turned his head abruptly and looked towards the herald behind him: "Tell them, there is no need to keep any reserve army, after the order Array, spread out to the two wings and then ignite the bonfire in the trench; surround the enemy, gather the fire and shoot!"
"As you bid!" …If you want to expand the formation, how many rows do you think is more appropriate?"
"How many rows are more appropriate?"
Karl Colin turned his head and looked towards the soldiers behind him We looked at the Azorean warrior who was desperately rushing towards the front in the fire sea. In order to intercept them, the shield players in the front row had picked up the long spear and the zither shield and formed a square formation to intercept them. .
Yes, if the front is too thin, there is indeed a possibility of being a breakthrough, then...
"Two rows...no." Before the words were over, Karl Colin would Shaking his head:
"Let’s make up three rows."
"Bang——————————!!!!!!"
Accompanying With unknowingly neat volleys and flames exploding in the trenches, Byrne Legion...or the shooting army began to unfold the array. The nine-row array that was originally not too thick became three rows, and at the same time it ignited the two wings. The trenches completed the final encirclement of the Azores.
The expressions of the two grand princes and Brandon at the back of the battlefield were tense at the same time. Concentrated attention completely ——Expanding the front line means that we must enter the full reserve force and start a decisive battle against the enemy!
However, in the next second, the shooting army soldiers who lit the bonfire still rectified their fronts on the battlefield at a moderate pace, forming a long and narrow three-row array, at a moderate pace set up bright spears , At a moderate pace for filling, aiming and shooting.
Except for changing the formation from a horizontal formation to a trapezoid with slanted sides, there is no change in the way the battle proceeds-monotonous to the same, even a little bit rascal, like finding something The method that can restrain the enemy, so it has been used continuously, until the enemy is completely ground to death.
The roaring and neat knocking sounds even sound numb.
But on the battlefield mournful scream, rows of fallen elves warriors, made them hold their breath.
"Bang——————————!!!"
It is this simple, boring, mechanically numb battle method, but it makes the Azores The warriors were unable to advance, struggling in the fire sea, and the brave warriors fell in pieces; no matter how they tried the breakthrough, they were still unable to cross the fire sea and threatened the Byrne Legion behind the trench.
This is no longer the epic battle praised in poetry. It is a slaughter like slaughtering pigs and sheep.
The light beam penetrating the body, the blood arrow spouting out, the warrior burning and crawling and struggling in the fire sea or scorched earth, the long knives scattered on the ground...
Bran In Deng’s bright red pupils, a Blade Technique exquisite warrior was reflected. He almost bounced off all the beams that were directed at him with a long knife in his hand. With the warrior that seemed to be able to control the flames, his comrades broke through. The fire sea approached within twenty meters of Byrne Legion for the first time, and then...
The meteor that fell from the sky wiped away even dross.
At the other end of the fire sea, Anson Zade, who wields silver light, is still putting up a desperate struggle, but one can see that he is already an arrow at the end of its flight-the original The rays of light that can also block the flames, in just a quarter of an hour, even self-protection is very difficult.
If it hadn't been for the elf girl who kept in front of him and bounced the beam of light away, he would have been beaten into a sieve long ago.
On the bloody battlefield, Anson Zade organized the charging team time and time again, and was defeated time and time again by volleys coming from three directions at the same time; uninterrupted loud noise In, the warriors no longer even dared to organize a tight formation, because doing so would only become a living target in front of Byrne Legion.
Once, twice, three times... The wailing wizard warriors fell into the fire sea and piles of bones, rushing on the only way to charge.
There was a loud noise after another, tearing their flesh and blood mercilessly, hitting the long knife in their hand, crushing their glory and pride.
There is no chance to resist, because the enemy is a hundred meters away;
There is no chance even to get close, a volley in three directions is several meters in front of you. The wide, burning trenches blocked the way of the overwhelming majority warrior;
There was no chance of escape. The entire highland battlefield had been surrounded on all sides, and Boye’s hussars were waiting for them on the periphery.
"It's over."
The calm Brandon faintly opened the mouth and said, but the corners of his mouth were involuntarily excited:
"It's over."