Chapter 1254
My Empire Chapter 1254
2020-11-26
Chapter 1254 1256 The two armies collideLet the cavalry continue to attack, just to buy more time for the frontal infantry. Fokker felt that he was still personally supervising the frontal battlefield, and he was more sure of winning the victory he deserved.
So, after sending off his lieutenant, he immediately ordered all the commanders in front of him to attack.
"Let the troops attack immediately! The whole army is on top! Don't give the opponent any time to adjust!" Fokker ordered, and the war drums behind them began to beat again.
The sound of the horn began to reverberate, conveying the simplest order—the whole army began to attack, for the rock empire!
Driven by this order, all the phalanx of the Stone Empire infantry began to march forward slowly, their flags fluttering in the wind, and their shouts shook the earth.
Seeing his troops press forward, Fokker rode forward. The victory in front of him is within reach, and he wants the entire army to see his flag and is moving forward bravely.
"All army! Attack!" Seeing the enemy's impatient attack, she waved her arm forward. Sona, the commander of the Legion of the Alanhill Empire, also loudly gave the order to attack.
She's not going to waste her time here. Destroying frontal enemies with Beastman Race's troops is her best option now.
After all, she has already received a report from Harold that the native cavalry has been defeated. If she does not act quickly, the frontal enemy may run away.
In this battle, defeating the enemy as much as possible was her goal, so she decided to give the opponent a ruthless attack before they retreated.
Aria heard the order given by her commander, so she also slashed her long sword forward: "Stop taunting! All troops! Strike!"
Stand The Beastman Race troops on the spot grinned with satisfaction. They were too familiar with this rhythm. After meeting the arrows of the other side, they began to charge the enemy's phalanx.
The only pity is that they don't have any bearmen, if those tank-like bearmen opened the way, the battle might end a little more quickly.
"Go forward!" A Beastman Race officer shouted loudly, and the rows of orc infantry in front of him had already begun to take a hungry step forward.
Like a city advancing across the plains, these Beastman Races marched in unison, wearing heavy armor that didn't interfere with their movements in the slightest.
They just moved forward step by step, not caring about their flanks at all, which would expose them to the superior forces of the opponent.
"We are Orcs!" As they moved forward slowly, the Beastman Races began to mutter their ancient battle song.
"We are born to kill and loot!" Although the voice was low, when such a low voice was recited by two thousand low-voiced Beastman Race warriors at the same time, it was still like despair in hell , echoing in the air.
Soon, the human foot soldiers, who were already very close to them, also heard the whispers of these desperate demons: "Our strength makes the enemy despair!"
With this At the same time, they also discovered that the enemies who seemed to be standing in front of them did not just look slightly taller.
Originally, they thought they were just tall guys standing up ahead, making the team look stronger. They do it a lot too, so there's no doubt about it.
But after approaching the Beastman Race square, they found that the other party was not just a little taller.
In addition to being tall, every soldier in these Beastman Race units is also very, very strong. Those thick armors seem to be unable to completely wrap the muscles of these sturdy warriors.
The armies of both sides are approaching each other very fast. The soldiers in the front row of the Rock Empire slowed down because they noticed something strange, but the soldiers behind them were still advancing.
For a time, the slightly loose phalanx began to become crowded, and the long spear soldiers in the back row rammed into their own before they could put down their spear tips.
"Go forward!" An officer was crowded in the queue of his own people, and angrily urged the soldiers in the front row to move forward quickly.
"What are you doing!" The other soldiers behind the officer were pushed forward, and the pressure instantly increased, so they cursed: "Why stop? Stupid!"
"We are Orcs!" The Beastman Race troops, still maintaining their own formation, continued to move forward, as if what stood in front of them were not the thick wall of enemy soldiers, but the ears of wheat in the fields.
They were still humming low songs, and then, at a very close distance to the enemy, flattened their long spear.
It was a five-meter long spear. After it was leveled, the entire Beastman Race phalanx became a big iron hedgehog.
The Beastman Race warrior with a spear stretched out a long spear and hummed in a low voice: "God bless our souls!"
Accompanied by With his humming, the soldiers of the Rock Empire standing in front of his long spear edge were easily penetrated along with their shields.
The Beastman Race soldier squeezed his wrist slightly, twisted the long spear and pulled out the long spear. The soldier of the Rock Empire, who was stabbed in the opposite direction, fell down while clutching his stomach.
As soon as the two sides approached, the Beastman Race immediately grasped the height advantage. Their height allowed them to launch two rows of attacks at the same time on the opponent's stomach and overhead. This condescending style of play is simply bullying. .
Have to face two rows of long spears of rock empire soldiers at the same time, and find that neither their armor nor their shields can stop the sharp spear of the opponent.
Those spear points, the instant they pierced their skinned wooden shields, were as easy as cutting into cheese.
So, the soldiers of the rock empire in the front row could only grit their teeth and try to see if they could fight these damn big men up close.
Then, through their shields, the soldiers of the Rock Empire who charged forward could hear the whispers they couldn't understand -- rhythmically, and had one's hair stand on end.
They heard the Beastman Race humming, as if the farmers were harvesting wheat in the fields, humming the song: "Land under our feet!"
"There is endless war!" When they heard this sentence, another row of long spears pierced out of the gap in the other party's heavy and cold shield, piercing directly through their bodies.
Before falling, a poor soldier of the rock empire finally saw the big face of an ugly Beastman Race without a visor from the gap.
(end of this chapter)