Bloodline Lord of War

  Chapter 108 The **** fight under the firelight

  The entire eastern area of ​​the Wind Castle barracks has been completely messed up.

  The logistics team’s convoy was completely ignited by the arson team led by Tess. In the sultry and dry weather, coupled with the kerosene to support the combustion, only one spark was needed to cause a huge fire.

  The convoy ignited a raging fire, and hundreds of carriages, together with the goods on the carriages, burned together. The fire burned more and more vigorously, and soon began to spread to the west of the camp with the help of the wind.

  The first to suffer was the camp of the logistics team. Their camp was next to the convoy of transport vehicles. When a gust of night wind blew over, the burning convoy spewed out fire snakes, which immediately ignited the tents next to it. Then, like a virus infection, the military tents in the camp area burst into flames one after another.

  The fire was like a plague, spreading among the camps once to two, second to four, fourth to eight... In a short while, the entire eastern part of the barracks began to burn.

  The flames soared into the sky, and the hot flames almost illuminated the entire barracks. In the sea of ​​flames, the soldiers and peasants of the logistics team were in a mess. They fled for their lives in all directions in a panic, and their panicked faces were reddened by the flames.

   Some civilians were too slow to escape, trapped in the sea of ​​fire, and finally burned to death screaming in pain.

  When there is a fire, what is more terrifying than the flames is the thick smoke. Many people were not burned to death by the fire, but were choked to death by the thick smoke.

  There were flames everywhere, and thick smoke billowed everywhere. It was impossible to distinguish the north, south, south, and east in the fire. The soldiers and farmers were driven by the fire, so they could only flee to the west of the camp. They had to avoid the fire waves, but also beware of the butcher's knives of the half-elf cavalry.

  The defeated army of Wind Castle fled westward along a main road in the barracks. Robin led the cavalry, chasing after these soldiers and farmers as if they were hunting on the grassland.

  The lord was covered in blood, and he took the lead. He held the rein firmly with his left hand, and brandished a **** saber with his right hand. He rushed over and knocked three or four people into the air among the fleeing crowd.

A war horse weighing nearly one thousand catties was rampaging through the crowd. The horse's strong chest muscles were like a hard steel plate. A soldier was hit by Robin head-on, and immediately spit out blood and flew backwards. His sternum was smashed and his entire chest was sunken. went in.

Robin skillfully swung his saber on horseback, and passed by a fleeing junior officer. He leaned slightly to the right, and only raised his right hand lightly. However, a small slash can also release amazing power.

Robin slashed at his back with a huge force that almost split the little officer in half obliquely. The wound stretched from his left shoulder to his right waist. The lord's knife was fast and ruthless. He died without any pain.

  After being cut in half, the officer's two legs were still running forward instinctively, and he ran two more steps before falling down on the grass, with blood gushing out from his body.

  Robin rushed forward all the way, slashing and slashing at the soldiers along the way.

At this time, he was like a ruthless lawn mower. He put the saber across the right side of his body. The strong charge of the horse gave the saber a terrifying cutting force. He didn't even need to swing the saber. Quickly harvest life along the way.

  He drove past like a whirlwind. Countless soldiers along the way had their heads cut open with sabers. He killed people so fast that the screams of the dead could not catch up with his horse. After he ran past, there was a row of fragmented corpses lying on the grass.

Some soldiers who were lucky were not killed by a single knife. They either had their necks cut off or their arms were cut off. Lots of half-elf cavalry.

The cavalry team followed closely behind Robin. They ignored the wounded soldiers lying on the ground at all, and rushed along the path of Robin's charge, shouting "Hula La", and countless deer hooves stepped on the ground, making a burst of noise. The rumbling sound stirred up a thick cloud of dust.

  The wounded soldiers who fell to the ground were trampled to death by the follow-up deer cavalry in this piece of dust.

  Although Robin was in full swing all the way, he was only one person after all, and the enemies he killed and the destructive power he caused were not as good as the deer cavalry behind him.

Compared with human cavalry, deer cavalry has a more terrifying impact. The secret lies in the pair of sharp antlers on the head of the elf deer. More than a dozen deer cavalry charged side by side, just like a row of charging knives. When charging, they all lowered their heads slightly, and used the antlers on their heads to stab the enemy in front of them.

A row of deer cavalry rushed over, and there would be no one standing up alive along the way. Those soldiers and farmers who fled were either cut open by the antlers and spilled hot blood, or trampled on the ground by the deer's hooves, and their entire bodies were crushed. Groups of elf deer trampled into a lump of meat.

   After a charge, every elf deer's antlers were covered with **** pieces of meat.

Some of the deer cavalry formed a row of more than a dozen people, and some formed a row of seven or eight people. A certain distance was maintained between each row. They were like waves, rushing through the camp, sweeping across Kill any fleeing Windcastle soldiers.

Even though many soldiers escaped the first wave of deer cavalry by chance, they hadn’t had time to feel lucky. Then the second wave of deer cavalry came again, then the third wave, and the fourth wave... After all, a person’s good luck is limited Yes, their final fate is either to be cut in two by antlers, or to be trampled to death by deer's hooves.

  The cavalry rushed over the fleeing crowd, as if sweeping the ground with an iron broom, and the routs along the way were swept away in an instant. The deer cavalry rushed past, leaving only a piece of **** and terrifying stumps on the road, and not even a few intact corpses were found.

   It was like throwing a carpet of human flesh on the road with blood and minced meat. The corpses of many soldiers were crushed and mixed together with blood and water. It was no longer possible to tell who belonged to whom.

  Many half-elven cavalry kept setting fire while charging. They carried many cans of kerosene in the elf deer's backpack, and each of them brought seven or eight cans.

These clay pots are very brittle, and when thrown out with a little force, they will fall into pieces, and the kerosene inside will splash everywhere. Each pottery pot is only the size of a palm, and it is like a slightly larger grain in your hand. A little grenade.

While charging, many half-elves threw the fire oil cans at the camps that were not yet burning, or directly threw the fire oil cans at the fleeing crowd, and then only needed a small spark, these tents and the fire oil Anyone splashed will burn violently.

  In the barracks filled with fire, sparks were flying almost all over the sky.

The entire eastern part of the barracks was like a purgatory on earth. The screams and cries of the Windcastle Army, the shouts of the cavalry, the thunderous charge, the sound of burning fire, the sound of weapons piercing into flesh, all The sounds are mixed together.

The farmer who was engulfed by the fire, with flames burning on his body, ran wildly in the barracks while screaming in pain. The fire had burned through his eyes, he fled in the wrong direction, and finally plunged into the sea of ​​​​fire and disappeared completely sound;

The soldier whose arm was cut off was holding his own severed arm tightly in his hand, wrapped in the fleeing crowd, the wound on his severed arm continuously splashed blood downwards, his face became paler and paler, and his feet were gradually swollen. can't run anymore

Others had their legs broken by deer cavalrymen, so they could only crawl on the ground in pain, with their hands deeply inserted into the soil, exerting all their strength, dragging their heavy bodies, bit by bit towards the ground. Climb forward.

   But the fire was behind him, and it was faster than him. His two broken feet had been ignited by the fire, but he didn't realize it, and kept crawling forward;

  The air is filled with hot smoke and the pungent smell of blood, as well as the smell of human beings and livestock being roasted by flames.

  All of these, seeing, hearing, and smelling together constitute a hellish scene.

   Soon, Robin and the others broke through the eastern part of the barracks and rushed to another part of the camp.

   This is the camp where Baron Le Pen is located. He is one of the four small lords following Baron. He was tall and mighty, with a fierce face and a **** beard on his face.

   Le Pen has about 80 spearmen under him, and their reaction is very slow. Robin has already rushed to their camp, and these 80 spearmen have just prepared their formation under Le Pen's scolding.

  In order to guard against the impact of the cavalry, eighty spearmen formed a bloated square formation, with sixteen people in each row, a total of five rows. The spears they used were four meters long. The soldiers in the first row squatted down and raised the spears obliquely. The soldiers in the second row put the spears on the shoulders of the soldiers in the first row and pointed them at the front. And so on.

  The dense spears point forward, making this huge array of spears look like a hedgehog full of thorns. They blocked the main road of the barracks, like an impenetrable wall of spears, blocking Robin's front.

   "All soldiers, prepare to meet the enemy!"

  The bearded Le Pen was riding on the back of a war horse, standing on the right side of the spear array, holding a knight sword, and shouting in a hoarse voice.

  These spearmen had obviously been on the battlefield, and most of them showed courage in the face of the upcoming **** battle. They stared at the front firmly, holding their spears tightly in their hands, planning to wait for the enemy cavalry to rush over, just like they usually trained, to pierce their mounts with spears.

   Le Pen is also confident to stop this group of cavalry here. Even if they cannot win, they must buy time for the main force.

  However, the development of the situation soon exceeded his expectations. It was not the enemy's cavalry who charged his spear array first, but the rout of his own side!

  Robin led the cavalry, as if they were grazing on the grassland, and drove the fleeing soldiers to the west. These rout soldiers fled along the main road, and just ran into the spear array in the middle of the road.

  Using broken troops to attack the enemy's phalanx is a very common tactic on the battlefields throughout history.

   "Drive these rout soldiers over and charge their spear array!" Robin took the lead, raising his sword and shouting.

  The cavalry behind got the order, and the formation immediately began to stretch to both sides, forming a semi-circular formation, driving away the scattered soldiers and gathering them, and together they launched an attack on Le Pen's spear array!

There were hundreds of soldiers in the logistics team, and the number was several times that of Le Pen's spearmen. With so many people attacking the spear formation together, it was like a sea wave hitting head-on, knocking Le Pen's long spears at once. The spear array broke down.

   Le Pen doesn't have much military experience. He has never seen such an formation. He was completely dumbfounded immediately, and he didn't know how to save the army formation. He could only shout desperately: "Keep the formation! Keep the formation!"

But the formation is not something he can maintain with a few words, and it's not that the spearmen don't want to maintain the formation, but the routs are like a tide, and they rush forward layer by layer. They are surrounded by the routs and can only be squeezed back , it is impossible to stand still. Some spear soldiers were even rushed to the ground by the rout, and then countless big feet stepped on them, and they were directly trampled to death.

  Seeing that the spear array in front was crushed by the rout, Robin smiled excitedly. He raised his hand to wipe the blood on his face, raised his saber, and shouted majesticly:

   "Follow me, charge!"

  Robin led the cavalry to charge the spear formation. During the charge, the cavalry quickly changed from the semicircle formation to the wedge formation for impact.

   Changing formations during the charge is something only elite cavalry can do. With the blessing of the blood system, deer cavalry can also easily do it.

"kill!"

  Under the leadership of Robin, the cavalry made a beast-like cry of killing, and pointed their sharp sabers straight ahead. The strong body of the elf deer released a powerful explosive force, and the cavalry entered a full-speed sprint from the very beginning!

  Le Pen's face was already pale at this time. He watched the enemy cavalry rushing in front of him. The sound of galloping hoofs was like thunder on the flat ground, and it seemed that the whole earth was trembling in an instant.

  He swung the knight sword angrily, hacked to death two rout soldiers hysterically, but still couldn't stop the momentum of the spear array from collapsing. As a result, his inner line of defense completely collapsed first.

  Le Pen turned his horse's head, followed the rout crowd, and fled to the center of the camp. He was faster on horseback, and after hitting and flying a few rout soldiers, he fled to the front of everyone.

When his soldiers saw that the Baron had fled, the remaining spearmen hurriedly dropped their four-meter-long spears. This obstructive thing would only slow down their escape speed, and they turned around and continued westward with the rout. run away.

  Then, Robin led the cavalry to slam into the collapsing spear formation, and gave them a final blow, completely smashing the spear formation.

  At the moment of impact, the fleeing spear formation almost received the full impact of the cavalry with their backs.

The cavalry team is like a sharp knife, inserted straight into the spear array. Robin rushed to the head of the cavalry team, just like the tip of the sharp knife. He knocked down countless enemies along the way, countless soldiers He was cut in half, and the saber in his hand had even cut a gap. The blood splashed from the cut limbs was splashed on Robin like rain. It was as if he had taken a bath with blood. Turned into a blood man blood horse.

  The cavalry team followed closely behind Robin, tearing a huge hole in the front of the spear array.

  The spear formation must maintain a tight formation. Once the formation is broken, the combat effectiveness will plummet. Although the 80-man spear formation had more people than the cavalry, it hardly caused any damage to the deer cavalry. Many spearmen were on the way to escape, and their heads were chopped off by the deer cavalry.

  Robin locked on the fleeing Baron Le Pen from a distance. The opponent was riding a horse, and he looked like a leader at first glance. He immediately accelerated to chase him.

   But his horse was deeply trapped in the fleeing crowd, and he was about to overturn a rout in a few steps, and he couldn't catch up with Le Pen for a while.

  Robin immediately put the saber back into its sheath, and picked up a stiff bow from the side of the saddle.

   This bow was tailor-made by the half-elf craftsman specially by Robin. According to Robin's request, the pulling force was achieved to the extreme.

  He bent his bow and set an arrow, aimed at Le Pen who was fleeing not far away, let go of the bowstring, and shot an arrow.

  (end of this chapter)