Realm of Power

The Gallic Army began to approach the Falcon Army guarding the mountains outside the city. The sound of neat footsteps raised dust all over the sky. The cold light of the rifles of the infantrymen in the front row shone with rows of captivating cold light in the rising sun, blue. When the Gallic armor advances forward, it is like a blue wave rolling, like the Gallic army's fighting spirit to win this battle.

"This Falcon Army is very powerful in combat. Sir, we are rushing to support you all night long. Wouldn't it be better to take a rest?"

Beside him, Algernonkaja, whose arm was wrapped in white cloth, asked carefully and tentatively. His tone was extremely respectful. The incendiary bomb last night injured his right hand and seemed to have burned away his last bit of resentment. As a descendant of the Algernon family whom His Majesty the Emperor most trusts and the brother of the Emperor's affairs officer Algernon Julia, he knew very well that The empire was able to turn the tide against the overwhelming defeat last year and hold off the Falcon Army's iron hoofs for an entire winter, all because of the presence of Hassen Rimbaud, the pinnacle of the empire, who was born in Rustis. Forgetting death, he faced the onslaught of the army led by the Falcon King, and guarded the gate to the hinterland of the empire for the empire.

"The Falcon Army's combat effectiveness is indeed very strong! But our strength advantage is very obvious, and we don't have much time to spend here!" Hassan Rambo's face darkened slightly, and he waved his riding crop with his hand. After passing the Falcon Army's troop deployment on the opposite side, his face showed a very helpless look. Nai, took a deep breath and said, "Although I made some arrangements before leaving, at most it can temporarily confuse the enemy. You also know how powerful the Falcon King is. If the time is delayed too long, the frontline It is absolutely impossible to hide the truth from his eyes.

"If possible, I would really like to be able to use our strength to besiege it, but we can't do it now. We must cut off the Falcon King's claws that have crossed the border in the shortest possible time! Because we have to rush back. !" Varisien's voice stopped and seemed a little solemn.

"That's it. Mr. Hassan Rimbaud is indeed very far-sighted."

Algernon Katya showed a hint of surprise, as if he had thought of something. He looked at the Falcon Army with a bit of surprise and curiosity, with a hint of shame and anger on his face. He finally discovered that the person he feared and hated the most, Not in this Falcon army at all. Because the Falcon Army that appeared in his field of vision only numbered about 30,000 people, 20,000 were infantry in heavy armor, and 10,000 were the most common unit of the Falcon Army and the most terrifying unit, the Falcon Empire Crossbow. soldiers, and then about a thousand cavalry. Finally, his eyes fell on the Falcon Army. Among the black tide, there were only two more eye-catching red regiments. They were two infantry formations wearing red armor, and one seemed to be a very powerful archer, but There are only about a thousand people in number. In such a battle, they can play a negligible role. The other infantry looks very strange. They almost didn't hold weapons, but they had a lot of pockets at their feet, which seemed to contain some things.

"What's this?"

Algernon Katya's eyebrows frowned slightly. The two strange red patches were so difficult to be seen in the black sea formed by the Falcon armor. However, after looking at the strength of his own troops, Algernon Katya didn't take these two red arrays to heart. In the face of absolute strength, all conspiracies were a laughing stock. Hassen Rimbaud brought back a total of 10,000 troops. Including his own 20,000 Guards, our combat strength reached 130,000. The opponent was only a fraction of our own army. It is no wonder that Hassen Rimbaud There was almost no need for even the most basic hesitation, and he directly ordered the attack! Because of this battle. The ratio of troops is four to one!

With this ratio of troops, there is really no serious need, and it is enough to sweep any enemy group in the field.

At the top of the mountain where the Falcon Army was guarding, Varisien looked at the densely packed Gallic army below. I also feel some pressure. The huge gap in military strength has some impact on our side's morale, especially since the other side obviously displays all its troops without any concealment in order to damage our side's morale.

"Notice!"

The Falcon infantry in front held their spears tightly, breathing rapidly. His face looked serious and cold. Because they know how heavy and terrifying the task before them is.

The endless procession, with left and right wings like the outstretched wings of a giant bird, and countless Gallic flags fluttering in the wind like waves rising and falling. As the Gallic army queue moved slowly, the blue armor almost covered the earth. The color is like the earth itself pressing in this direction

Varisien clenched his hands into fists and felt a sudden palpitation in his heart. Back in Staros, he still had a solid city wall, countless defensive equipment, and knew that the main force of the empire was by his side. Although It was an extremely brutal and hard-fought battle, but in the end Little did he know that at the critical moment, the main force of the empire would inevitably appear, but here, there were no city walls and no reinforcements. According to what His Majesty Falcon said, there was nothing he could do in the dozen hours before the Gauls' defense line was completely defeated. The most important thing is to persevere, to persevere alone! Or fight to the last man standing!

"Let Lord Hutu Emma prepare and start attacking after entering two hundred meters!"

Varisien took a deep breath and tilted his head with a cold face, "Tell Lady Emma that there is no need to save fuel bombs. Throw out all the remaining fuel bombs from last night! I will use these fuel bombs to strike." The morale of the Gauls “The messenger troops rushed to bring news to all the armies. Ten minutes later, the Gallic army one mile away finally started to reach a distance of 500 meters. The plain wind howled and rolled up the Gallic battle flag, and the grass blades were flying. The front row was the Gallic heavy infantry, and the bright red sun shone on them. The armor of the heavy infantrymen was bright and dazzling.

"Go forward and crush them!"

The morale of the Gauls was extremely high. In front of the hundreds of thousands of Gallic troops spread across the entire fan, the 30,000 Falcons occupying only one mountainous area were like a small rock trembling in front of the huge blue waves. When the infantry were 400 meters away, they began to lower their spears in unison, marching steadily and slowly, just like a row. The steel wall covered with spikes rolled down the mountain, and their speed became faster and faster, from slow walking to running, then to galloping, and then moving forward at a terrifying speed, "Forward, forward!" Running Gaul The infantry formations began to intersect with each other, pushing each other, and the fighting spirit was astonishing, like a mountain torrent and a tsunami that could not be stopped!

The sound of "crack, crackle, crackle" was continuous. Countless fireballs dragging black smoke were like a flock of birds suddenly flying from high on the mountain, like fiery red meteors with a black tail of death passing through the sky, falling from the white sky with a shrill sound of wind, and crashing like thunder on the accelerating sky. Charging Gallic infantry in the middle of a dense phalanx of shields

"Rumble" a loud thunder-like sound came, and countless red light spots were like squeezed snowballs. The burning fireballs scattered and shattered in the violent impact. A dozen nearby Gallic heavy infantry were stained by the splashing flames. On the ground, flames quickly burned from their contaminated positions. The people and horses were ignited into fireballs, and there were bursts of miserable screams. The ignited horses ran around, igniting more places, until the one who could no longer jump collapsed.

"Inform all armies to advance in a leisurely manner and tell the front. Be sure to hold steady!"

Hassan Rambo looked at the overwhelmed troops in front of him with a look of regret on his face. He had expected the Falcon Army's incendiary bomb attack. He knew very well that although the incendiary bombs were terrifying, they would not be effective in the face of more than 100,000 troops. , the threat of the scattered strike formed is too small. It may cause some losses, but it is not enough to change the strength of both parties. In this moment,

Hundreds of fireballs trailing long tails of thick smoke turned into red death that burned everything in the air, and smashed down on the heads of the soldiers below.

Countless fires and explosions were like huge haloes of light, spreading the gorgeous petals of death across the earth. It looks extremely gorgeous, but just as Hassen Rimbaud expected, a lake with a width of more than 5 miles formed by a scattered front line of 100,000 people, throwing one or two hundred rounds of fuel bombs, is like several explosions exploding on the entire huge fan. A small red dot, which basically caused only one or two thousand casualties, and was unable to shake the Gauls' attack line.

The forwards of the attacking line crossed the 100-meter line. The Falcon Army's crossbow fire began to densely cover the battlefield,

"Bang bang bang" Countless arrow clusters hit the shields of the Gallic army like a storm, and countless arrow clusters were like flying shadows, roaring from the white mist in the early morning in the distance. "Pap, crack, pa". The sound of the arrow piercing into the body brought out the screams of a large number of Gallic soldiers. The sharp Mitsubishi arrows penetrated deeply into the armor of the Gallic heavy infantry from all angles, bringing up a cloud of blood in their bodies. Puffy bright red dazzling red , the sound of a sharp weapon piercing the flesh is like the tearing sound of a bloodthirsty beast tearing apart muscles with its sharp teeth. In the face of this terrifying arrow force, the Gauls' heavy infantry queue was like a piece of paper and clay. Row after row fell to the ground

"What's going on! Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

This scene made Hasen Rimbaud behind him take a breath of cold air, his eyes bulging, and it felt like he had just been stepped on by countless pairs of feet. It was not that he had not handed over the chick to the Falcon Army, it was just the opposite. , He has a deeper understanding of the Falcon Army than most Gallic generals, and he is well aware of the Falcon Army's tactics.

In many battles, he has seen far more powerful arrows than now, but even so, the loss of soldiers will never be like this. It is simply a massacre. The heavy armor on the heavy infantry is like paper. They were also cut open. Some soldiers wearing heavy armor did not fall down after being hit by arrows. Instead, they fell back as if they had been punched. Soldiers wearing heavy armor and shields fell back a few steps. The heavy infantrymen were shot to death in pieces by direct fire! Just crossing the distance from 200 meters to 100 meters, he paid the price of more than 3,000 casualties. Almost every step forward paved the way with the blood and lives of hundreds of Gallic warriors.

"Lord Hassan Rambo, look over there!" Algernonkaja suddenly said, and pointed his hand fiercely at the hillside where the Falcon Army was guarding.

"That's...!" Hassan Rimbaud followed the direction of his finger and his pupils shrank slightly. He saw the ignored red cloud! , that is about a thousand archers wearing red armor,

These archers are obviously stronger than other archers, but what really makes Algernonkaja feel a chill is that these archers are constantly pulling out the bow strings. With every shot, the Gallic heavy infantry in the hit area will be densely packed. Fall down a row, and all The heavy infantrymen who were all holding heavy siege tower shields were killed and wounded in large numbers because of the tower shields used to block arrows. The heavy infantrymen behind them were just heavy infantrymen holding ordinary infantry diamond shields. They were violently poured in from the front. Under the cluster of arrows, there was naturally a tragic death.

"What kind of shooter is that?" Hassan Rambo's voice had a tremor in it. It was really scary. If the opponent keeps shooting arrows like this, our morale will definitely suffer a heavy blow.

"If I'm not wrong, that should be the rumored number one combat force of the Falcon Army, the Sanva Longbowmen!" Algernonkaja's face looked as heavy as if someone had beaten him with a stick, and he introduced it to Hassan Rambo. "Actually, this is the first time I've seen a real Ciwa longbow. I didn't expect that rumor to be true!"

"What rumor?"

Hassan Rambo's face was astonished. For the first time, he felt that it was actually a good choice for Kyoto to send Algernon Katja, the former defeated general. After all, he was once the strongest opponent of the Falcons in Vikia. For the Falcon Army His understanding is far deeper than that of other Gallic generals, and from the current point of view. After that tragic defeat, the youngest famous general in the empire seemed to have lost all his original qualities. He knew humility, shame, and the pain of failure. Knowing how to value any enemy is what you need to know to become a truly famous general.

"It is said that the Falcon Army's strongest thornwa longbow unit can shoot with a range of 200 meters, and can even penetrate heavy cavalry armor at 100 meters!" Algernonkaja looked at the distance with a stern face and kept pulling out the bowstring. The red shooter, every arrow seems to have a violent beauty that is pleasing to the eye. He said slowly, "Fortunately, the powerful Ciwa longbow consumes the archer's physical strength. It is usually not easy to shoot 20 arrow clusters, and their number is very small, so small that even the direct legion of the Vecian Falcon , there are only 5,000 such archers! I didn’t expect to see the Ciwa Longbow here, what a surprise!”

"You mean, their shooting will soon tire out?" Hassan Rambo heard the shortcomings of the Ciwa longbow. His face finally relaxed a little. Yes, if such a terrifying unit can continue to shoot, why is he still fighting here?

"That's basically it. After a while, the Ciwa Longbow will stop. This should be the last trump card of this Falcon Army. They want to cause us confusion and then choose to retreat, so there is nothing to worry about! "Algernon Katya nodded heavily, He said with a sneer, "And I think. What really determines the outcome is still the most brutal flesh-and-blood melee combat. It is a joke in itself for the Falcon Army to blindly pursue long-range power! As long as their melee troops are defeated, the long-range shooters will be slaughtered." ! "

After suffering nearly 5,000 casualties, the Gallic army's attack line finally approached the Falcon Army.

"Raise the gun! Raise the gun!" Harsh shouts resounded across the two sides, and the infantrymen at the front raised their spears in unison. The long spear points moved forward, as if a field of spears suddenly appeared on the ground. In the woods, the spear tips shone with the terrifying light of metal. For the two parties about to collide, it was a forest of death!

"Papa" the sound of the spear breaking sounded like dense raindrops, and countless blood exploded on the front end of the spear, as if a bright red mist suddenly appeared. That was the blood of the soldiers who rushed too fast. , the Gallic soldiers at the front had not had time to stop. , was pushed alive by the people behind and hit by the sharp five-meter spear from the front. The soldiers on both sides who "killed" had bloodshot eyes at the same time. They shouted the same voice almost at the same time, and the metal hit the There were bursts of harsh friction sounds on the metal,

Varisien was fighting at a high place and had a clear view of the battle below. The Gauls' 100,000 troops were like a huge twisting torrent, fighting together with the two main battle flag regiments of the central army below. The blue soldiers came over like an endless wave. This was an extremely wide battlefield and an extremely narrow battlefield. They were less than a kilometer apart from each other. In the raised mountain pass, nearly 150,000 people gathered to fight with each other. soldiers, Wherever you look, there are people fighting fiercely. The battle line between the two armies is in chaos. The ground is covered with corpses and wounded soldiers. The terrifying attacks with spears and swords are as dense as raindrops, with knives and axes, every moment. Within seconds, a large number of soldiers from both armies fell in this killing field.

"Hold on"

The infantry captain yelled at the top of his lungs, but almost immediately, his voice was drowned in the terrible sound of metal collision. Countless spears were thrust out at the same time, making a snapping collision and friction, and the sharp spear points penetrated the body, "Kill! "The soldiers of both armies rushed out and breathed out like a volcano erupting. Like a terrible storm, at that moment of lightning and thunder, almost all the soldiers in the first row of both sides fell down, followed closely by the second row, and the third row. The sound of broken spears and broken guns was heard everywhere on the front of the formation. Click, click, that terrible sound resounded throughout the sky.

Facing more than 100,000 enemies, the Falcon Army's blocking line with only two infantry flag regiments was under great pressure. It was like a spider web blown by the strong wind. The entire defensive line swayed back and forth, and those who retreated to the back The Falcon Army's crossbow fire caused the Gallic soldiers to pay a heavy price on the battle line. After an hour of fierce fighting, Varisien received reports from two infantry flag regiments asking for help one after another.

The number of people killed in the Falcon Army exceeded 3,000, while for the Gallic Army, the number had reached 10,000. However, the numerical advantage of the Gallic Army was becoming more and more obvious at this moment. They were also fighting in close combat.

The fields were also littered with corpses, but the Gallic soldiers seemed to be endless, killing them endlessly.

As for the Falcon Army, although they have a strong military formation and the help of crossbows and arrows, they can temporarily resist the disadvantage in numbers.

But every time a soldier falls, his strength is weakened. There is no replenishment, he can only fight to the death, and the situation becomes more and more unfavorable.

"One hour..." Varisien raised his head and glanced at the sky. For the first time, he felt a little worried about whether he could last the next ten hours.