Chapter 1547: 1533. Battle of the Highlands 3
Chapter 1547 1533. Battle of the Highlands 3
Marquis Simon Geoffrey built a temporary camp on a hillside in the middle of the Villagasi Hills, where the Constructed Swordsmen of the usual reinforcements rested here.
Every morning, two squads of constructed swordsmen would mount their horses and gallop in east and west directions along the boundary markers of the Villagasi hills, until they reached the edge of the hills, and then turned around and ran back. , until returning to the temporary camp, it will take two days and one night for half a circle. Of course, the construction swordsmen will rest for one night in the middle, and these ancient Bolai war horses also need to rest.
It seems that these constructed swordsman groups are preventing the evil spirits from entering the hilly area, but in fact they are preventing the West Route Army from secretly moving the boundary marker line.
Andrew's Constructed Knights had just reached the edge of the Villagasi hills when they were stopped outside the hills by this group of Constructed Swordsman patrols. If you want to pass through here, you must obtain the permission of Marquis Valentin Heller, the reinforcement commander of Handanal City.
Andrew smiled and asked the captain of the construction swordsman team: "The north and south mountain passes of the Namoyunling Highland are currently occupied by Earl Suldak. When you want to go home, do you also have to get Suldak?" Duke's permission?"
The construction swordsman captain could only smile awkwardly, and did not answer Andrew's question.
A few days later, Andrew received a message from the magician of the investigation team.
At present, three evil ghost legions are coming out of the North Sunderland Mountains. They are already on the plain at the foot of the mountain and are preparing to pass through the Villagaxi hills and head towards the direction of the West Route Army.
Andrew originally wanted to lead these 1,500 constructed knights and 2,500 ant cavalry to ambush one of the evil spirit legions on the southern edge of the Villagasi Hills. The mobility of the Constructed Knights took a few bites on this army of evil spirits.
But he thought about it again, Suldak usually makes himself bigger and bigger, don't always think about rushing to the front when fighting, and have the consciousness of being a commander.
So there was this trip to visit Marquis Simon Jeffrey.
Seeing the guards outside the camp asking him to go in, Andrew strode into the constructed swordsman camp.
The camp where 1,500 people live is not that big. More than 200 tents are arranged in a mess on the hillside. Among them, the camp belonging to Marquis Simon Jeffrey is the largest, and there is a flag fluttering in the wind on the top of the tent.
The constructed swordsmen in the barracks seemed very casual, and there were more than a dozen swordsmen in the open space in front of the camp, exchanging sword skills.
Those gorgeous sword moves always make people feel that two swordsmen are walking a tightrope, and if they are not careful, they will suffer unnecessary damage. Generally speaking, the ornamental value is much higher than the practicality.
Andrew didn't even bother to take a look, and went straight to the front of the largest tent. Marquis Geoffrey was standing outside the tent, squinting at Andrew who was coming.
As a second-rank powerhouse, in addition to wearing the second-level magic pattern structure, Andrew also carried an epic ax on his body, with a sharp edge and murderous aura in his steps. It was the aura honed from the battlefield, which made him permeate The powerful coercion forced the constructed swordsmen beside Marquis Jeffrey to take a step back.
Marquis Jeffrey was surrounded by only three swordsmen who looked at Andrew calmly. Like Andrew, these swordsmen were rank-two powerhouses, and Andrew could smell the danger of similar people from them.
"Andrew, the head of the Constructed Knights of the Suldak Lord Army, pays his respects to the Honorable Marquis Simon Jeffrey!"
Andrew saluted and greeted Baron Geoffrey.
Marquis Simon Geoffrey squinted his eyes and looked at the reckless warrior in front of him. His face had the characteristics of an aborigine on the plane, and there were fine totem tattoos on the base of his ears. Bursting out from the body, it looks very imposing.
He was a little envious of Suldak's luck in finding such a capable man.
The three second-rank swordsmen around him nominally obeyed him, but in fact they were also nobles. Marquis Jeffrey always seemed very polite when he spoke.
If you are a second-rank strong knight with the status of a knight, you may not have this concern.
Marquis Jeffrey stood at the door of the tent, and did not ask Andrew to come in and sit down for a while.
Obviously also expressing his attitude, he took two steps forward, stood in front of Andrew and asked:
"I heard you just won a victory?"
Andrew retracted his abdomen, raised his chest, raised his head, straightened his body, and said loudly, "Yes, it's in the area of Mevaghisi Canyon."
"Then...what's your business here looking for me?" Marquis Simon Geoffrey had aristocratic arrogance on his face, as if without such an expression on his face, he would appear to have no style, and then said: "If you The purpose of coming here is to sell us some unidentified black magic crystals, and I am afraid that we will have to go to the Marquis of Worcester Caesar."
Andrew said straight to the point: "According to the intelligence of the West Route Army's reconnaissance team, there are currently three evil spirit legions approaching here. I came here to ambush one of the evil spirits together with your Constructed Swordsman Corps, Lord Marquis." Ghost Legion."
Marquis Jeffrey shrank his pupils slightly, and then asked: "Then do you know how many ghost fighters these ghost legions have?"
"The smallest evil ghost army... there are about 15,000 evil ghost fighters." Andrew answered frankly.
Marquis Jeffrey looked into Andrew's eyes and asked, "Then how many members are there in your Constructed Knights?"
"1,500 constructed knights..." Andrew replied loudly. In fact, he wanted to say, "There are also 2,500 ant cavalry and 7,000 giant ghost pattern soldier ants." '
Unfortunately, he was interrupted by the conceited Marquis Geoffrey before he could finish his sentence.
"That is to say, including the constructed swordsmen on my side, there are only 3,000 constructed warriors in total?" Marquis Jeffrey's face was a little distorted, and then he asked: "Do you think our constructed warriors can defeat those warriors?" An army of evil spirits?"
"It should be possible..." Andrew replied confidently.
"You think so?" Marquis Jeffrey felt a little amused. He turned around and took a few steps towards the tent, then turned around suddenly and said loudly:
"I think...you may have fought too many victories and seriously underestimated the true strength of those ghost fighters. Do you know that there will be many uncertain factors in it? To fight against evil spirits, you have to maintain a 1:1 to have a slight advantage."
"If you still have a heavy cavalry regiment of over 10,000 in hand, and this heavy cavalry will rush to the forefront when the war starts, I don't mind joining forces with you to fight against this evil ghost army."
"But you didn't... Then just say sorry, I don't have any interest in it."
After speaking, Marquis Jeffrey turned and walked into the tent, ignoring Andrew.
Andrew wanted to catch up and try to persuade him, but was stopped by three second-rank strong construct swordsmen.
"Captain Andrew, please!" A guard said to Andrew, his tone became a little rude.
Andrew snorted coldly, turned around and left the camp of the constructed swordsman group.
Prepare to face the coming army of evil spirits alone...
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You can see far away on the vast grassland...
But on the overlapping hills, if you want to detect the enemy's situation in the distance, it is best to have one or two magicians.
Because there is a magician investigation team in the West Route Army, Andrew can accurately grasp the whereabouts of the evil spirits.
At this moment, the vanguard of an army of evil spirits has already climbed over the overlapping hills and is quickly approaching here.
The 1,500 constructed knights have already prepared everything, and all the extra burdens on the magic pattern horses have been removed. These magic pattern horses have been fully rested, and even the constructed knights have maintained their best Against the state.
All the constructed knights lined up in a row, drawing a line nearly one kilometer long on the mound.
They carried the sand and the sun behind their backs, and each held a five-meter long knight spear in their hands.
The magic-weave warhorse stepped on the soft moss, snorting from time to time.
The wet air blows on the body, making people's clothes damp. There is a fishy-sweet smell floating in the air. This strange smell is emitted by the moss on the ground. There are even rice grains blooming on many purple moss Large yellow flowers.
An earthworm wriggled out of the soil, its pink tendons twisted together, looking like a small snake.
A magic flare lit up in the sky in the distance, Andrew set his eyes on the flare, and waited for a while before saying: "They are coming! Everyone! We are ready to fight!"
All the knights raised their spears one after another...
The vanguard of the evil ghost army appeared at the highest point of the opposite grassy slope. First, the head of one evil ghost soldier appeared, and then there was a second, and then a third... After that, a large number of evil ghost warriors poured out, almost killing the entire army. The slopes were packed.
Almost all the ghost warriors let out low growls in unison, and for a while there were ghosts and wolves howling on the grassy **** opposite.
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Marquis Simon Geoffrey had packed up their luggage a long time ago, but they were just unwilling to leave like this. It was not until they saw a large number of evil spirits appearing on the hillside not far away that Marquis Jeffrey led the Constructed Swordsman Group to retreat eastward.
Lord Geoffrey didn't go very far though.
He saw it right, even if the army of evil spirits rushed here, his group of constructed swordsmen could easily throw off the evil spirits that were chasing them in this grassland.
He let the Constructed Knights rest here, and he took a few cronies and the head of the Swordsmen to stand on the highest point of the hillside, preparing to wait and see what happened to the Constructed Knights of the West Route Army. How strong is the fighting power.
I heard that this Constructed Knights represents the highest combat power of the West Route Army, and it can be regarded as a banner of Lord Suldak.
Marquis Jeffrey hasn't seen the strength of this Constructed Knights for the time being. Why do 1,500 people have the courage to fight against an army of evil spirits?
So when Simon Jeffrey saw the traces of evil spirits appearing on the high hills in the north, he even had a glimmer of hope in his heart, hoping that the evil spirits could defeat this Constructed Knights in one fell swoop.
A large number of evil spirit fighters began to gather on the opposite hillside. When the evil spirits gathered nearly 4,000, the grassy **** was already crowded with evil spirits.
Under the command of General Evil Ghost, they were able to clumsily line up in long rows, forming a not-so-tidy phalanx one row after another.
These ghost warriors have been hiding in the mountains of North Sunderland for a long time and gnawed on the bark. Now they can finally climb out of the mountains and see such fat humans and horses in front of them. The number is only a little... Four Five thousand evil spirits rushed up, and even one person could crush this group of constructed knights to death.
Many ghost fighters realized that this battle seemed less dangerous, and the smell of meat in the air had already made many ghosts unbearable...
The evil ghost warriors in the front row began to walk forward involuntarily. They held war blades in their hands, and bone spurs grew out of their bodies little by little.
Although the footsteps were messy, many evil spirits rushed down the grass **** at the same time, and the footsteps were connected together, like spring thunder exploding in the distance, and the voices were low and connected into a line.
Marquis Jeffrey and his constructed swordsmen just watched from a distance, waiting for the group of ghost warriors to rush over, and then completely destroy the constructed knights of the West Route Army. Pick up a few sets of repaired and usable magic pattern structures on the battlefield, then you can make money.
The ghost warriors in the front ran very slowly at the beginning, but every time their footsteps fell, it seemed to give them a little courage.
With the accumulation of courage, the ghost fighters ran faster and faster, and the ghost fighters at the front seemed to be out of touch with the ones behind.
Then the evil spirits behind also started to run wildly...
When all the evil spirits started running wildly, the grass on the opposite side was shaking.
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A row of constructed knights stood on the high hill, and Andrew stood at the forefront of the knights.
He saw the evil spirits start to rush towards this side, worried that the charging distance of the Constructed Knight would be greatly reduced, so he quickly raised the butcher's pupil in his hand and shouted: "For the glory of Benar! "
"Come on!" The knights shouted.
A group of constructed knights immediately clamped their legs around the horse's belly, and a group of magic pattern warhorses rushed out like arrows leaving the string.
The ghost general at the forefront of the ghost army looked puzzled, wondering how such a knight with such a little structure dared to act so decisively...
I saw a large group of ant cavalry emerge from behind a row of constructed knights. Those hideous-headed ghost pattern soldier ants carried cavalrymen with spears on their backs and charged behind the constructed knights.
The evil ghost army rushed down from the opposite grassy slope, only two hundred meters away from the charging knights...
Andrew led the group of constructed knights without slowing down, and rushed straight towards the ghost warriors in the front row.
Just when the ghost warriors grew fine bone spurs all over their bodies, and each ghost became like a black hedgehog, countless giant ghost soldier ants suddenly emerged from the moss-covered ground under the ghost's feet. In an instant, the giant tongs above the head clamped the ghost warrior's ankles and calves, and there was a sound of rubbing bones.
A lot of running evil ghosts had their legs broken by the giant ghost-striped soldier ants under the force of inertia...
(end of this chapter)