Wizard From Afar

"The Byrne Man——, go forward——!!!"

With the loud voice of Count of Fury, Byrne wielding a heavy two-handed sword The Knights stepped forward and entered the battlefield first.

Under the cloudless clear sky, the half-man Ma Dajun on the horizon in the distance is fascinating. The densely packed silhouette rolls up the smoke and dust, and countless iron hooves beat on the flat grass, towards Byrne’s black-bottomed Golden The Lion flag comes.

"It's coming."

Qiqiangbao count Salard looked at the half-man Ma Dajun, who was full of vision and swept down in the distance; looking back, looked solemnly towards Ackert beside him:

"It is the upper four flags of the Centaur tribe, the tribe of the Baihe flag; the group of beasts will not be less than 30,000, I am afraid it is the entire flag department. Strength!"

Eckert with frowned brows was slightly nodded. He didn't say much, but couldn't help but glance behind him.

Just behind the Byrne army, the dwarven army from Silverhelm Mountain is also slowly entering the battlefield...maybe because of the "racial disadvantage", their speed is always much slower than the Byrne army, So far, the formation has not been completed.

Just, really just because of the "speed" issue?

"Do you think they are really credible?"

Also turned his head and looked towards behind, the young Salard count almost almost wrote the word "doubt" directly On his face: "We only fought with them not long ago, with heavy casualties; now we have to fight alongside them, which is too..."

It was Eckert who answered him. "Yeah," the long sword made a sound.

"There is nothing believing or not, this is the war, this is the battlefield." Castle of Fury count coldly placed the blade on his side: "If you are on the battlefield, you don’t believe in your comrades. It will only kill you. Faster!"

"As for why Byrne entered the battlefield first... We used the lives and deaths of the Silverhelm Mountain dwarves, women, children, old and weak, to force them to fight for us; don’t stand up first and show some examples All right?"

Salard Count's expression changed slightly, gritted his teeth, and slammed the tip of the two-handed sword into the mud fiercely.

In order to ensure the smooth implementation of the plan to "rescue the main force of the trapped Pois", Loren, after discussing with everyone, chose the tactic of splitting and attacking, besieging and flanking the half-man Ma Dajun from multiple battlefields and directions. .

Of course, he can’t help but “divide, advance, and attack”—Boy’s main force is under siege, and the remaining guerrillas are scattered and courageously scattered on the prairie near Thousand Tent City, just wanting to gather together It takes two to three days;

The army of the Silverhelm Mountain dwarves is close at hand, but the two sides have just experienced a bloody battle with heavy casualties; I want the two armies to cooperate on the battlefield. The "intimacy" is simply a fantasy story.

As for the "Imperial Legion"...not to mention that Loren is not qualified to mobilize the other party at all. If it is really His Majesty Eckhart II's personal conquest, I am afraid when the time comes "Who listens to whom" on the battlefield , It's time to draw a question mark of incomparable gigantic.

As expected, after the rapid assembly of troops, although the troops from all directions swept the enemy's patrols one after another, they still exposed the target, and the Centaur immediately launched a counterattack.

It's just that the strength of the counterattack was unexpected-in order to stop the dwarf army from the south and north, the Centaur directly mobilized tens of thousands of troops, and it was also one of the elite forces of the Four Banners.

At this moment, the dwarf Legion behind him has not yet entered the battlefield, but the half-man Ma Dajun in front has begun to attack; a small amount of Byrne Legion, who was only responsible for "cooperation", was caught in the center of the battlefield instead. , And face the half-man Ma Dajun who is about to pounce!

"They are starting to charge!"

Under the sound of shaking the earth, Salard count suddenly looked back and looked towards the aggressive half-man Ma Dajun, shouting fierce battle. His complexion paled for a while:

"They are about to charge, what shall we do, Sir Eckert?!" Nothing was said, even one expression was not given to him, look steadily forward looking towards up ahead.

Behind the army of Byrne, the dwarves are still adjusting their formation at a moderate pace, preparing to enter the battlefield. It seems that they don't care about the life and death of Byrne's army.

"Master Eckert?!"

Under the deafening sound of horseshoes, Salard Count roared hoarse, his eyes were extremely anxious: "We are absolutely unable to stop Those who live with them, Master Eckert——!"

"The dwarfs simply don’t care about our lives and lives. They must be betraying Byrne from the very beginning. The Duke must have been deceived by them. , It must be like this!" The young count roared with restless anger:

"Be brisk, Eckert count, Knight of Byrne must not be on this battlefield, because The enemy’s conspiracy is going to die in vain!"

Next moment, the sword edge in Ackert’s hand flashed, cutting through Salard’s cheek and laying it across his shoulder.

"Master Ai, Eckert?"

Count of Fury Castle looked at him quietly, and after a while, he said: "I'll just ask..."

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"Are you afraid of death?!"

Salalard's eyes widened, and the words burst out between his teeth: "Don't be afraid!"

Ackert slowly looked back, his gaze swept over the Knights who were also standing behind him, and his anger was widened: "Then you, are there anyone who is afraid of death?!"

"No———— ————!!!"

"Then straighten your waists, even if you die here, don’t embarrass the Duke and Byrne in front of the dwarves and centaur barbarians!"

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"Before the war, it was my order for the Byrne Army to hold the ground first; you are warriors, and it is your duty to obey the order; do you plan to disobey the order and shame the Duke and Byrne?!"

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"Never————————!!!"

"Very good!" Eckert turned around, sword edge counted from Salard’s shoulder Upper back:

"Then do it for me!"

The sound of decisive words echoed in his ears, his cheek was torn open, Salard's face was full of blood, but He didn't care as if he was angry, staring at the enemy up ahead.

The hooves roared and the earthquake trembled.

The half-man Ma Dajun screaming and fighting has crossed the horizon, and the rough silhouettes waving long-handled axes and throwing guns in the front are already clearly distinguishable.

Looking at the fast approaching "heaven overflowing giant wave", Salard Count, who is so familiar with cavalry, couldn't help thinking silently in his heart.

It’s eight hundred steps...

Behind them, the dwarves who finally assembled are still advancing on a trot at a moderate pace, but their little "five-headed body" With short legs, even if it runs, it is almost as fast as a human walking.

"The Byrnee——, disperse——!"

Ackert’s roar sounded again, and the sharp blade turned to the right:

"Welcome The enemy——!!!"

The voice fell, and the Knights wielding two-handed swords scattered to the sides. The sharp sword edge flickered like bright silver under the clear sky, exuding forest. chill.

Five hundred steps...

Salard stared solemnly at the centaur that was about to rush up. Underneath his burly figure, it was a chilling bloodthirsty killing. intent.

The momentum is impressive!

Clearing his teeth, Salard, with a pale complexion, couldn’t help looking back at Eckert’s back again; from start to finish The Fortress of Fury, standing in front of him, counts as stable as a mountain. Do not move.

The young Qiqiangbao Count desperately tried to calm himself down, trembling tightly on the hilt of the sword.

Forget it, so be it.

At worst, it's just one death!

Three hundred steps...

There is no need to order from Eckert. The Knights in the front row are neatly one-knee kneels, and the hilt in their hands is fixed in the mud. , Then raise the sword edge like a long spear; people in the back row raised their swords and put their hands on their right shoulders;

In Byrne’s tactics, the Knights faced the enemy with infantry. The cavalry has only a moment of opportunity to kill the enemy.

And at this moment...

"Om——————!!!"

The whistling sound of tearing the air suddenly came from Behind the Byrne army formation sounded.

Is that... the sound of a crossbow?

Salard count is almost subconsciously lifts the head, looking at the sky above his head, then his eyes condenses.

Countless arrows rose into the air like a swarm of locusts, passing over the head of the Byrne army, and crossing an elegant parabola in midair.

In the next second, accompanied by a piercing and sharp tearing sound, a rain of arrows hiding the sky and covering the earth fell head-on, and instantly "poured" into the charging centaur formation!

"pu ——puff——puff——"

The screams and wailing sounds one after another constantly sounded, and the entire centaur formation seemed to have been washed aside by the rainstorm , The arrow rain swept down almost in patches, and the crying centaur bent over and fell to the ground, and was trampled to death by the charging centaur behind him, and even the charge was stopped.

"Crossbolt?!"

Salard blurted out in shock: "They planned this from the very beginning..."

He Before the words were finished, the dwarf infantry trotting all the way had already filed through the gaps in the Byrne army.

In the blink of an eye, thousands of dwarves holding shields and battle halberd have built a new Defensive Array, a square the size of Hundred Men Squad, with only two or three in between. The distance passed.

If Byrne’s army is a war machine, then the dwarf’s army is bring it up a level, a more sophisticated top-level weapon-every soldier is like a tightly connected gear. No deviation can be seen under naked eye.

With a piercing whistle, the dwarves behind the shield wall smashed the shield down neatly, the extended battle halberd stuck on the shield's gun holder, and held the shield with his shoulder, and then...

"Bang————!!!"

A loud noise!

The dwarven shield wall standing in place is like a reef, and the top of the front meet force with force is charged by a centaur like a stormy sea.

Bones and muscles are broken, blood is gushing, and the sound of sharp blade breaking is resounding in the sky!

Under the almost desperate momentum of the centaur's charge, the two warriors who were the first to receive the enemy in front of the shield wall were almost perish together, and they turned their backs on their backs.

Amid the howls of battle like a squally wind, the centaurs with face looks sinister are almost fearless and not afraid of death, desperately impacting the dwarf’s shield wall, even passing through the cracks. Over the front of the dwarves, through the impact, the dwarves were picked up into the air with the long-handled axe in their hands, and they fell to the ground fiercely.

Then the battle axe fell, and the plasma splashed!

But that's all.

Forcibly, the centaur that crossed the dwarf line had no time to fight back, so the crossbowmen hiding behind the shield wall pierced the chest and head with heavy crossbows, and fell silent on the grass. superior.

Finally realized that the centaurs who came across hard bones turned back like a tide; the battlefield left was almost covered with the bones of both sides; many dying centaurs were still struggling desperately. It wasn't until the dwarves stepped forward and pierced their heads with the tip of the gun at the end of the battle halberd that they finally swallowed.

from start to finish Eckert, standing in the first row of Byrne’s army, was expressionless, watching the dwarves’ army gradually resembling a fallen trapezoid, and the running soldiers turned left and right. , Gradually spread out on the battlefield in a clockwise direction;

The half-man Ma Dajun who turned around separated like flowing water, and the whistling guns fell on the dwarf’s shield wall one after another while trying to both wings. Roundabout around the front of the dwarf.

But just as the centaur was retreating in a roundabout way, the two wings of the Silverhelm Mountain dwarves, the left and right oblique sides of the entire "trapezoidal formation" had been completely opened, quickly forming a new line of defense.

It was only a momentary stalemate, and the fiercely fighting centaur launched a second charge again-because the first charge compressed the space of the battlefield, if you retreat at this time, it will only be robbed by the enemy. Take the initiative on the battlefield, or fall into the range of the dwarven army's arrow rain projectile.

Only by rushing forward and tearing their defenses can the current deadlock be broken.

Under a leader with a cross scar on his chest, the retreated centaur re-assembled, roaring and launching a new round of charge on the two wings.

Amidst the billowing smoke and dust, countless iron knights shook the ground; desperately rushing to the side of the dwarven army amidst furious roars.

However, their enemies are not the dwarf heavy infantry who are waiting in front of them.

"The Byrnee——, go forward——!!!"

In the next second, Salard, waving his two-handed sword, counts shout out loudly, and takes the lead from the shield. The dwarf's line of defense rushed out of the gap in the wall, and the heavy sword was pulled behind him, and the moment it was swung down suddenly, a scream of air rang.

"pu ——!!!!"

The big sword fell, and the young count face looks sinister shook off the long-handled axe that fell head-on, under the charge of the centaur Backed a few steps, but still forcibly stabbed the rough sword out.

The screaming centaur looked at his chest in disbelief. The rough sword penetrated his torso. The ribs, spine and organs were all crushed by the sword edge pierced from behind. broken!

"I thought you were really going to betray the Duke, and watched us die."

Count of Fury Castle said indifferently without looking back.

"Don’t think we haven’t thought about it this way, Lord Byrne’s count." Coldly snorted, and the dwarf Mikhailo stepped forward:

"You Byrne invaded us. Homeland, trampling on our dignity, killing our compatriots-the people of the Yunling Kingdom, will never forget such hatred!"

"Yes, just like the Byrne people can never forget, the dwarves once The tragic years of enslaving us for hundreds of years."

Eckert is nodded, deeply convinced: "We all have an unforgettable hatred, Byrne and the Yunling Kingdom... We can be peaceful, but it is impossible to become Friend."

"It's just that we are right now..." Mikhail the dwarf stared wide-eyed:

"There is a common enemy!"

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