Looking at the Elven long gunmen and archers falling in rows in front of the boa hussars, even if the Elven warrior standing under the flag could remain calm, the guard behind him was pale and gnashing his teeth.
In the face of the swift and fierce hussars, the swordsmanship and fighting skills that the Azores elves warriors are proud of... Are meaningless. No matter how fast they run, they can''t have the mobility and charge beyond the cavalry; The only bow and arrow that could bring a relatively long and short was also suppressed by the group shooting of the Hussars.
Obviously, the cavalry less than three or five thousand is the absolutely inferior side of the force, but whenever their iron cavalry charges, they always force the Elven warriors to retreat for defense, form a close and reliable square array, and then fall in rows under the continuous javelin rain.
Different from the marksman of saklan and the Falcon Archer of lottel, the Hussars of boy shot arrows in a very tricky path - the short bow of the horse was doomed to be impossible to shoot far, so they deliberately made the arrow heavier and let the arrow cross a larger arc in the air.
Clearly aimed at himself, but shot his companion on the forehead; It''s aimed at the neck, but it pierces its own foot... And not only the track is too defenseless, but the Boyi people also poison the arrowheads!
When hundreds and thousands of cavalry rushed to the front with roaring iron cavalry, even the bravest Elven warriors could feel their bodies trembling, their hands and feet cold, and their legs soft - if it were not for the command, the honor of being a warrior, and the robes around them, they might turn their heads and run away like ordinary humans.
Even... They know they can''t escape; Even if he ran away and lost his robe and the protection of the army, he would never survive on the glacier wasteland.
"This is the cavalry... The most powerful army of the imperial people?" gritting his teeth, the guard''s face was full of anger and unwilling: "just thousands of people can completely suppress 40000 of the best warriors, and can''t advance or retreat?"
"It''s no surprise that the cavalry is the elite and core of the Empire, just as the samurai are the elite and core of the Azores - that''s what we expected."
The elf warrior said in a deep voice, and could not hear any waves in his steady words: "in the face of our raid, the enemy will not hesitate to use the most elite army to buy time for the headquarters, which shows that our plan is very successful, isn''t it?"
"Can, can go on like this, military morale and morale..." the guard worried.
"The warriors who can cross the ice field with his Majesty the eagle king, I believe they have the courage to face life and death coldly - military morale and morale are not a problem." the elf warrior shook his head:
"The enemy''s cavalry are not monsters that can fight forever. Their tactics are excellent, but they consume a lot of body and mind. They can''t go on like this all the time."
"If what I expected was right, the war situation would change in a quarter of an hour at most - let the five thousand troops in the central queue move forward a hundred steps, and the reserve warriors in the back turned to the two wings and were ready to close."
"Yes!"
With an order, the army array in the center of the Azores began to tilt forward; Under the leadership of the warriors, the elf soldiers wielding a four foot long gun clenched their teeth and pushed forward against the fear of the roar of the iron cavalry.
Tens of thousands of Elven warriors took neat steps, and the roar of shock and tremor instantly weakened the momentum of the Hussars.
The silent Elven warriors braved the locust like arrow rain, stepped on the front robes and the bones of their compatriots, and put their long guns against the Hussars who rolled up large snowflakes on the battlefield.
"What''s going on?!"
On the battlefield with snow and smoke, the machete female Archduke who galloped with her horse stared at the elf army array opposite, and an unspeakable anger floated in her mind.
She used Hussars to attack and disrupt the enemy''s front, and then took the opportunity to tear up a breakthrough and concentrate a few elite cavalry to break through - this was her original plan.
But now the enemy has told her with practical action that it won''t work!
In the face of the cavalry raid, the front formed by the elves in a hurry did not panic at all - not that they could not see the fear on their faces, but that they were clearly afraid, but still stood where they were.
As a result, Sarika had only one choice left, leading the Hussars to launch a suicide charge against the long gun array of the elves.
For a cavalry commander, that was the last decision she wanted to make.
Dreisis... Isn''t that bastard dead?!
Looking back, Sarika stared at the wall of the fortress behind her. She also expected to get the support of catapults and catapults.
"Those long ears are approaching!" the Hussars on one side suddenly shouted to her anxiously, "Lord Jonah, please make an idea as soon as possible!"
"If we drag on like this, we''ll have to retreat!"
"Never retreat!" someone immediately retorted loudly, "if we withdraw to the fortress at this time, the enemy will hide and kill with us and rush into the fortress!"
"What do you say?"
"I don''t know, but if we go on like this, we will either be surrounded by them or consumed alive!"
Listening to the disordered voice in her ear, Sally Ka''s breathing became faster and faster.
There were shrill screams and fighting voices around - because the Azores began to shrink the "encirclement circle" and attack the core defense area of the fortress, there had been constant clashes between the Hussars on both wings and the enemy.
What should I do? What if Loren... What if that bastard?!
Sweating on her forehead, Sarika desperately tried to calm herself down - she could even clearly feel her violent heartbeat and trembling muscles.
What are we going to do, what are the enemies going to do... That''s what this guy said?
The scene of fighting has begun.
The Hussars fell under the spear array of the Elven spearmen, and the Elven warriors with prominent lines were beheaded by the saber waved by the cavalry in the air;
There are horseback warriors who are good at tossing and moving. They are squeezed by the front, and there is no space to dodge. They let the long gun poke into a meat string; There were also Hussars who rushed into the gun array directly and died together with several approaching Elven warriors.
So... What is the enemy''s purpose?
Harass with commandos and seize the fortress again... No, if so, they won''t give the fortress time to react; Moreover, by storming the fortress, this army of more than 40000 people will die together with the fortress of duanjieshan.
Therefore, the enemy does not want to break the fortress, but to make himself and the defenders in the fortress "think he can hold it". He wants to find reinforcements while delaying time, surround himself, and then wait until their "reinforcements" arrive, and then join them to break through Jieshan!
The sudden idea startled Sally card.
Because in this way, the fortress of duanjieshan not only cannot defend passively, but must constantly take the initiative to attack, forcing the enemy to be tired of fighting; Moreover, reinforcements must be collected as soon as possible to eliminate the besieged areas;
Not only that, she must try her best to spread the news to Loren Turin in the blood skeleton Valley - since the enemy also has reinforcements, no matter where they come from, their first goal must be the blood skeleton Valley!
Loren Turin... That bastard is in danger!
"Gather! Gather! Get close to me --!"
Bei''s teeth clenched, and salika, who stood up directly on the horse''s back, shouted loudly. The "iron horse" long knife waved in his hand: "Bowie''s horseback people, line up!"
"Form a frontal vector array -!!!"
Hearing the Duke''s angry cry, the Hussars fighting in groups did not hesitate to leave the enemy beside them and rushed to the figure galloping in the cold wind.
In the blink of an eye, thousands of cavalry had lined up in front of the trench at the gate of the fortress to form a tight and neat riding wall.
"The enemy is in front and the hometown is behind!"
The roaring salika didn''t wait at all. Waving a long knife, she was the first to cross the array and rush to the opposite elf army array alone:
"Tear them up -!!!"
With the loud horn, the roaring Hussars also urged the horses in rows, trying their best to keep up with the figure of machete female Archduke.
In the face of the sudden roar of the iron cavalry, the Elven army still moving forward failed to respond immediately for a time - the long gun array in the front row chose to stay in place, but the Elven warriors and archers in the back row were still moving forward.
There was a brief confusion in the neat queue.
The Azores did not know whether the enemy was just a threatening temptation as before, forcing them to retreat; Or are you going to fight with yourself and try to buy time for the fortress in this way?
This puts them in a dilemma... Temporarily.
"The enemy is going to break through!"
The elf warrior surrounded by the flag suddenly said, "let the five thousand troops of the central array stop action immediately and stick to their original position. They must not break down the front, and no cavalry can let go!"
"The two wings of the military array continue to close together, compressing the enemy''s moving space - remember, only fighting is allowed, no pursuit is allowed; as long as the enemy has any intention to retreat, let them leave immediately!"
"Yes --!"
The ordered guard bowed his head.
Soon, on the battlefield with the roar of horse hoofs, the horn of the Azores sounded like an eagle; The Elven warriors who got the order immediately began to organize their soldiers to defend in situ, quietly waiting for the moment when the cavalry galloped up.
Facing the tight and neat phalanx of long guns, the boa Hussars had no sign of stopping. They rushed across the middle line of the battlefield and rushed fiercely.
The mud and snow splashed from the horse''s hoofs, which made Sarika Jonah on the horse''s back squint. The long knife clenched in her hand rose horizontally, and the narrow blade trembled slightly.
At this moment
"Boom, boom, boom!"
At the moment when the explosion sounded on the battlefield, many Hussars did not even have time to see the golden red that cut through the sky, and the towering pillar of fire occupied their whole field of vision.
On the snow covered wasteland, the Elven warriors who formed a dense square array were swallowed by the fire one after another. The explosion tore their bodies to pieces, and the steaming water vapor mixed with the rolling heat wave spread around.
Screams and wails, one after another!
In the deafening explosion, even the tenacious Azores elves warriors were flustered. They were at a loss in the dazzling fire and continuous loud noise, and even could only watch their robes swallowed up by the golden red and disappeared without a trace.
Looking up, you can still see the shadows flying over your head with tearing air screaming in the sky.
The falling fire rain ravaged the whole battlefield, not only the enemy, but also many Hussars were shocked by the blast, or whined into a running "fireball", whining and falling in the white snow and dyed black.
Nevertheless, thousands of Hussars followed closely behind their Duke and rushed towards the Azores elves army ravaged by the flames without looking back.
Catch up!
The stunned machete Archduke was stunned for a second, and then her mouth showed an unparalleled expression of joy - dreisis, you complete bastard
Finally, I didn''t let people down!
"Launch! Aim at the position of the Azores and hit me as many as you have!"
On the wall of duanjieshan fortress, the panting dreisis pushed aside the guards beside him and shouted at the beacon tower in a hoarse voice:
"Burn those long ears!!!!!"
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"My Lord!"
"Hold your ground and don''t retreat!"
Seeing the frightened expression of the guard, the elf warrior immediately robbed and said: "at this time, the enemy''s cavalry will immediately become a massacre once they really hide it - at that time, the dead warriors will not be hundreds, but thousands!"
"Once the enemy''s catapults and catapults are aimed, they can no longer move easily and can only bombard fixed positions; therefore, if they want to continue to smash, they must smash together with their cavalry."
"But if it goes on like this..."
"If it goes on like this, the result will not change!" the elf warrior looked at the frightened guard coldly: "either fight with the glory of the imperial cavalry, or be slaughtered."
"If your Majesty the eagle king fails and fails to get the help of the four evil gods, the returned blood skeleton Valley garrison will form an attack with the fortress of duanjie mountain. At that time, 40000 warriors will be buried here for nothing!"
"Whether to die for righteousness or disgrace... Sir, choose!"
The voice fell, and the elf warrior stopped looking at him and stared at the figure rushing towards him; With a blue face, Tieqing took out the Azor long knife from his waist and pointed it straight at the cavalry coming towards him.
In the roar of flames and horseshoes, the fierce Boyi knights rushed straight into a chaotic Azores army with their sabres high, and the cry of fighting rose immediately.
"Rush, rush --!" the sharp voice sounded like a flag on the edge of the Hussars line. The roaring salika Jonah was almost squeezed in the center by the Hussars on both sides, and finally didn''t let their Archduke really rush in front.
"Boyi, attack -!!!"
"Come on, warriors of Azores -!!!"