Realm of Power

Pinyi sincerely appreciates Youmeng’s reward. Nearly coins, mountains Blade, Blade, Ticket Caesar Sauron has decided to abandon the knightly code he has adhered to throughout his life and let the so-called justice and glory go to hell. This is an opportunity. A chance to stand up from failure.

Caesar Sauron seemed to still be able to hear the roaring and violent sounds of fighting beside the stone bridge. In the torrent of wind, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and patches of Samorian soldiers turned into minced meat under the hooves of the knights.

What a good soldier that is! Now even the bones have been turned into ashes, and there is no chance for him to collect them and bring them back. Caesar Zoro looks excited, and his five fingers turn white from clenching, and the surging river water washes away everything. , leaving only a stone bridge stained with blood

Blood debts need to be paid with blood. These Northern warriors who died in vain have long looked at themselves from the sky! , "Please allow me to carry out this mission together with the commander of the Caesar Sauron Army!" Another person stood up from the queue, the fiery red-haired Dylan Skuse stood up straight, with a pair of eyes showing earnest light,

Dylan Skuse knew this was a rare opportunity, one with danger and glory, despite his identity. He is destined to have a good job, but if he wants to become a military general in Samor and does not have a record of success, even if he can survive to become a general, he will be despised by others! This is not what the glorious Dillens Navy-born Bianlan Kusai hoped for.

"I am the glorious son of Dylans of the Sea! No matter where I am! My sword is destined to bathe in glory." This is what Dylan Skuse secretly swore when he left Dylans!

"It's really life-threatening!" Fatty muttered with a depressed expression. It was not enough to catch up with a legion commander. Are we going to hook up with a future brother-in-law? This deal is a bit uncertain! If there really was a mistake, his future mother-in-law would not let him go lightly.

"Oh! Fight to the death!" The fat man sighed secretly. At this time, even if his biological son runs out, he still has to be pushed up! The fat man nodded to Dylan Skuse with a helpless expression, "It's not bad that you have such a heart. Don't say that I don't take care of you! The commander of Caesar Sauron's army is our number one general in Samor. This is a unique opportunity for you." Great learning opportunity!”

"Thank you, sir!" Dylan Skuse nodded happily, "I will definitely learn the art of combat command from Lord Caesar Sauron."

In late April, as the footsteps of the Eighth Knights approached. The 40,000 Samorian troops scattered in the Dehrima area began to gather.

The two main flag regiments of the Northern Army began to quickly encircle Wen Zhilun. During this period, several small-scale contact battles broke out with the scouts of the Fifth Knights. The small troops of the Fifth Knights all fled at the first touch. It seemed that It has no intention of fighting and is completely inconsistent with its famous iron wall defense.

The defense line of the Northern Army Flag Regiment was successfully suppressed to the 500-meter mark of the Wenzhilun fork, completing the encirclement as originally planned. The soldiers began to build a defensive line on the small slope designated by Fatty as planned. A series of wooden platoons were erected to block the cavalry charge. Behind the wooden platoons were ditches.

Seeing this tight defense, Hutu Emma, ​​who was not far away, was secretly stunned. She didn't expect that the Wekia army, which had always been attacking like a fire, would still use this trick. This was his own specialty, and it was just for the outsiders to watch. An expert knows the way. As a defense expert, Hutu Emma naturally felt stronger than others about the defensive line set up by the Wikiyans. The rows of cupboards and ditches were all designed for cavalry charges. It seemed that the eighth News of the imminent arrival of the Knights has reached the Vecians

"You're talking about these idiot Vecians. They're not really planning to fight the Eighth Knights here, are they?" Hutu Emma retracted her surprised look and asked Rogris behind him,

This scout captain is the person who knows the most about the Vecians among the Fifth Knights, and he is the only one who has come into contact with the Vecians a few times, although he always retreated immediately. But I also brought back a lot of valuable information.

For example, the armor of the Knights of Vikia is very thin and is not at the same level as the Knights of the Kingdom, but they are extremely brave in combat. It is also equipped with a strange bow that can shoot through heavy armor.

There is still a small hole in Logris' armor. That was the mark of being shot through. Although it didn't cause much damage, it still shocked Rogris. The crossbow of the Vecian infantry even shot Rogris's horse to death. If he hadn't escaped quickly, , Rogris has long been captured

"Don't they know that the Eighth Knights are the famous Hurricane Cavalry. Although they are not as powerful as the Knights in terms of individual combat power, their number is more than ten times that of the Knights. Half of the Hurricane Cavalry are those who attack with strong bows. Then But the natural enemy of infantry."

"My subordinates are also very strange." Roglis said hesitantly, "Because the Vecians have intensified their patrols recently, our scouts have been unable to get close to their camp and can only watch from a distance. We found that not only did they cover the front of the hillside with various There are more than a dozen small and large arrow towers artificially built on both sides of the hillside. If you add their strong bows, they will indeed have a decisive battle with the Eighth Knights! "

"Arrow Tower! Do they still want to attack the Eighth Knights?" Hutu Emma sneered with disdain, "40,000 of the kingdom's elite cavalry are enough to flatten the entire hill, let alone a hill like that." !unless.

. Hutu Emma's expression changed and her voice paused. He once again placed his eyes on the hillside in the distance, suddenly turned around and asked with a solemn expression.

"Have you been to the camp behind the hillside recently? Have you seen any traces of large equipment?"

"Sir, are you saying that they will use that powerful flaming weapon?" From the change in Hutu Emma's expression, the astute Rogris suddenly reacted, but quickly denied it, "Probably not, then There are still a large number of Vekian infantry on it. Even if they want to use mysterious weapons again, the high-speed moving cavalry will not stay in the castle forever. I am afraid that those weapons will burn their own people to death first."

"Well, that's true." Hutu Emma affirmed with a relieved expression that the hillside in the distance was indeed not suitable for large-scale equipment such as trebuchets to launch projectile attacks, regardless of the slope angle or the wooden fence. It is destined that the Vekia army stationed above will be hit first. Unless the other commander is crazy, he will never do this, little one.

"Forget it, leave him alone!" Hutu Emma turned around. Xiang Luogris waved his hand, "Our responsibility is to guard the Wenzhilun Crossing. Holding this place is victory. Ask the scouts to pay more attention to the changes in the hillside. Anyway, the bows of the little Vecians are still very powerful." .

"Woo!" A rapid bugle sound suddenly sounded from the east side of the camp, startling Hutu Emma and Rogris.

"What's going on?" Hu Tuima turned back displeased and asked the guard behind him

"Sir!" A messenger ran over quickly, "The Hu Xue Squadron at the forward of the Eighth Knights just encountered the Vecchia Cavalry in the hills east of Wenzhilun! Special personnel are asking for help from us!" If you want to know about the funeral, please log in to Zhou , there are more chapters, support the author, and support genuine reading!