Realm of Power

Normandy's northern border defenses

The hard soil in the north is very dry. On the vast and undulating land, the ground is covered with bottomless cracks caused by dry and cold cracks. There is a thin layer of dust on the surface. When the wind blows, the dust will follow the wind. Flying, turning the originally sunny sky into gray, the withered and yellow plant stems on the ground are covered with a layer of velvet, and they are crawling on the ground in curved shapes, seemingly fragile and will break if touched.

On the top of the desolate hills, an endless city wall stretches out from the horizon. Although the walls are made of local abundant schist rocks and are not considered strong, there are several wide moat ditches around the city wall. The climate is unusually dry and cold. There is almost no vegetation protection here. The ground is covered with low shrubs. Outside the city wall, All the villages are empty, with no forests to extract wood and no rivers for drinking water.

The environment here gives any enemy who wants to attack the city wall a headache. They must fight quickly, otherwise, the army will be trapped in this wilderness. Now, on the road behind the city wall, carriages transporting logistics supplies are parked all over the square. Ping, the city walls were full of soldiers carrying things, pulling carriages full of supplies hurried past the soldiers, bundled arrow clusters were carried up to the arrow towers of the city wall, and some barrels containing crude oil were Stacked on the city wall,

Every fifty meters, there is an arrow tower used to store supplies. There is a tall wooden tower sandwiched between them, facing the shaft in the castle. On the wooden arrow tower, crossbowmen check the strings of their crossbows. As they looked outside the city, they saw that the vast wilderness was not only covered with low shrubs, but also tents, colorful and colorful, covering the slope of about a kilometer in front of the city wall.

The Slavic army that crossed the entire fifth legion area originally thought they would be able to plunder, but what appeared in front of them were empty warehouses and villages burned to ashes. The Slavs, who had gained nothing, vented all their anger on the remaining imperial troops. They strung every captured imperial soldier on a sharp stick by the roadside and wiped their butts with the imperial flag.

The increasingly cold weather and hunger drove them to move forward. More and more people joined in. The more the number expanded, the stronger the Slavs felt about the front. Facing the sudden appearance of the city wall defense line in front of them, the Slavs initially Some timidity. They launched several small-scale attacks, and without even crossing the first defensive trench, the people who were shot were thrown off their backs, leaving more than a thousand corpses behind and ran away.

But the large number of people gave them the confidence to win. The leaders of each department secretly decided to wait until more people were present before launching an attack together.

On the city wall, Fatty was also looking at the scattered Slavic camps through the telescope. Due to the lack of wood for fires and various construction materials, the Slavic camps were crude. Just make a circle with wooden carts filled with groceries.

The dress of the Slavic soldiers was basically the same as what Julius Ford described, simple light leather armor, and a rusty helmet on his head that had gone through countless generations. Carrying a round shield, a tower shield made by the Empire, and a square shield made of wooden boards on his back, he carried a short ax on his waist. Some soldiers carried short javelins on their backs, and there were no cavalry, or very few. The various colorful flags made Fatty dizzy.

"Damn it, it's just a refugee camp!"

Fat man, let's smash it. The number of Slavs has exceeded 200,000 yesterday. All sections of the city wall are feeling the pressure. The number of enemies gathered outside the city wall cannot be counted at present, because the number is still increasing with time. Maybe In the evening, we saw that the enemy's camps had just filled the hills and fields on the left. The next morning, we found that the hills and fields on the right were also covered with enemy camps.

On the third day, it rained heavily all day, and the ground was muddy, like the cry of heaven.

The Slavs, who were starving in the heavy rain and cold, finally couldn't help but move. More than 100,000 people began to approach the long wall. The dense queues were like dark clouds pressing over the city. An hour later, this event in the history of the Falcon Empire began. The most famous defensive battle in the world was fought in the north of Normandy, in the mud and cold mud.

"Ula!" A hundred thousand people howled, like a flood behind a collapsed embankment. The densely packed Slavic light infantry held small shields and waved short axes and rushed towards the first defensive trench of the city wall in a line. Several siege towers were struggling in the defensive ditch area.

"attack!"

The sound of a trebuchet spring cracking came from the city wall. Countless boulders with various sharp angles suddenly flew through the sky like a flock of birds. From the white sky and rain, they fell from the sky with a shrill sound of wind.

Like a thunderbolt, it struck the Slavs' column that was struggling to advance,

The Slavs were smashed to pieces, and pieces of meat flew everywhere. The rolling round stones rolled out a trail of bloody pieces of meat in the group of Slav soldiers.

"Charge forward! Don't retreat." The Slavic leaders waved their weapons and roared from behind, but the front was really unsatisfactory.

The queue was torn apart by the intensive attack of stones, and the soldiers were defeated. Like a flock of wild sheep, they spread all over the muddy low-lying land.

"Oh my God, run for your life!" They screamed hysterically, dropped their shields and scattered around with their heads in their hands. The rain in the sky became more violent. "Oh my God, cavalry!" The Slavic army wailed in the chaos, and a burst of galloping The sound of horse hooves set off rolling thunder in the heavy rain,

The 5,000 Falcon Central Army cavalry who had been waiting for a long time suddenly rushed out from the city wall.

The earth was shaking violently, and a black iron wall forced its way into the Slavic array, like a slap on the face of the Slavic people.

"Kill" The sword in Hukoqili's hand suddenly hit the head of a Slavic soldier.

Yellow-white brains mixed with blood exploded out of the Slav's head.

Tens of thousands of falcon cavalry rolled through the killing swords and mercilessly killed the Slavs blocking them in front of them.

The war horses are like thunder, as unstoppable as the iron current,

Countless iron hoof sabers were like a cruel rolling iron wall, rapidly expanding in the fearful eyes of all the Slavs who had not yet launched a charge.

It even occupies the entire field of vision!

The swarm attack of the Falcon Empire's cavalry was overwhelming and threw the 100,000 Slavs into chaos. Amidst the screams and screams, the scattered array of the Slavs was dispersed after being resisted for a while.

Then, fierce arrows poured down from the city wall. The Slavs, who were still rolling in the mud on the ground, had no time to dodge and no shields to withstand this completely irresistible terrorist attack.

Huge rocks fell from the sky like a nightmare, and the entire group of soldiers was instantly smashed into pulp. A dense rain of arrows followed closely, like a huge wave hitting the cliff, and the bodies of the Slavs below, The two collided hard, and blood flew everywhere. (To be continued...)