Realm of Power

435 Bloody Moon (2)

"Woo woo!" the trumpet sounded in front of the city of Shamandu. Five thousand Kujit hurricane shooters were all over the city. The people watching in the dark were filled with fear.

Countless loosened bow strings brought up a flash of cold arrows, tearing apart the curtain of rain pouring down from the sky. "Whoosh!" Countless white lights and shadows covered the city from the top of the city.

Countless long arrows flying like locusts shot into the bodies of the Ruidian cavalry accompanied by the heavy rain falling from the sky. The "玎珰" arrow clusters struck the narrow owl-shaped shields of the cavalry, making a crisp sound like raindrops.

Although the front row of cavalry was covered by shields, the cavalry's narrow, owl-shaped shields clearly seemed to have no regard for their heads and feet under the stormy covering fire.

The entire row of pushed shield walls suddenly fell down in large pieces like harvested wheat straw.

The precise concentrated shooting of 5,000 Kujit hurricane shooters opened a hundred-meter-long gap in the Ruidian army formation trying to get closer to the city wall.

More than 600 Ruidian soldiers were attacked by shooting angles from three directions at the same time. They were suddenly shot into hedgehogs filled with white arrows. Their corpses were stacked into an obvious horizontal line.

"You are scolding these damn Kujit cowards." Captain Ruidian, who was leading the vanguard, half of his head peeking out from behind his shield with blood-red eyes.

He first looked at his subordinates who were surrounded by arrows. He thought that if he hadn't reacted quickly enough, he would be in such a miserable state now. He couldn't help but spit on the ground angrily.

At this time, the second row behind them pushed up. Thousands of Ruidian soldiers stepped over the bodies of their fallen comrades in front of them without hesitation and continued to advance.

A creaking and shaking sound sounded beside him, and he saw several temporary wooden siege towers more than ten meters high, revealed under the cover of a row of dense shield walls.

Behind the huge car body covered with animal skins, followed dozens of heavily armored Riedian lion-winged knights, and nearly a thousand spear cavalry wearing heavy armor and holding siege spears.

In the hazy and pouring rain, these people were like ghosts that suddenly flashed out of the black shadows. The cold icy rain dripped on their armors and turned into white sprays.

"Hiss" the squadron leader Rui Erdian couldn't help but shuddered. The squadron leader Rui Erdian who had escaped just now closed his mouth in time.

The chill that came from his heart was far heavier and more depressing than the corpses scattered all over the place just now. He did not expect that the commander of the flag regiment, Mr. Miserin, would release these "sinners" in the first wave of attacks.

Lion Wing Dragon Lance Squadron

They are the most elite forward guard cavalry squadron in the Lion Wing Banner Regiment. They are also the soul of the entire Lion Wing Banner Regiment. They are the dragon's spear that truly penetrates everything.

Their main members are composed of exiled knights who were convicted of corruption by Ruidian.

In the previous field battle with the main force of Kujit cavalry, it was this unit that used extremely sharp heavy cavalry assault tactics and extremely skilled knight combat skills.

After several times piercing through the main force of the Kugit army from the back, which was several times their own, the Kugit army, without the command of its leader, became the target of massacre by the Ruidian cavalry who attacked from the front.

"Woooo!" The horn sound from the rear commanding to advance resounded through the sky, becoming more urgent amidst the sound of raindrops. Relying on their numerical advantage, tens of thousands of Ruidian lion-winged soldiers blocked the city with bows and arrows.

Arranged in a huge inverted triangle formation, each of five hundred people, holding a bird-shaped knight's shield like a black wall, pressed towards the Shaman capital like a wave.

"Shooting" followed a rapid sound of bowstrings at the top of the city. Thousands of white lines tore through the rain curtain again and hit. The "dinging, clanging" sounds of armors and the screams of arrows were mixed with the sound of raindrops. It looks so miserable,

Some of the military formations at the forefront had to stop, but these black shadows advancing silently in the heavy rain were like steel beasts appearing in the rain curtain.

No matter how many arrows were fired overhead, no matter how many companions fell on the way forward, they still leaned against the city wall like an unstoppable steel shield wall.

"Papa!" A heavily armored soldier on the periphery was shot through the knee by a stray arrow and fell down rolling in the mud.

Looking at the companions who fell in the flying arrows, the eyes of the others were full of indifference. Killing or being killed, there was no longer any fear in their hearts.

Only when they see the clear silhouette of the enemy at the top of the city, their eyes will flash the blood red of the beast before killing them.

They are the sharpest spear points in the entire Lion Wing Flag Regiment,

It is also a killing machine waiting for rebirth, full of desire for survival and destruction.

This is the true meaning of the Lion Wing Dragon Spear,

Some of them are high-ranking knights, some are nobles, and there are even three barons and counts who were once the ruling party.

According to the laws of Rendian, as long as they have not committed treason, every Rendian knight and lord who makes a mistake has a chance to return to serve in the army.

This is the power bestowed upon them by the Kingdom;

It is also a cruel and bloody power, the power to use the blood of enemies or one's own to wash away the sins on one's body and return to glory.

These enemies are called the Silent Ones in the Dark (Black Flag Knights),

When the siege planks fall, they will always be like a silent but indomitable torrent of steel. Led by the captain of the heavy-armored Silver Cross Knight in front, the first batch rushes to the top of the city to fight the enemy to the death.

"Attention, there is a black flag of Ruidian," the Kugit shooter on the top of the city shouted. This strange group of heavy infantry suddenly appeared, causing the Kugits on the top of the city to become confused.

Although the legend of Ruidian Black Chess is active in the eastern grasslands, and although the east and west royal courts of Kugit are separated, many tribes migrate back and forth between the east and west depending on the abundance of water and grass.

As they migrated, the Kugits in Xiting became familiar with these murderous devils.

A group of Kugit shooters with feathers on their heads soon appeared on the city. These are the more advanced Laren shooter captains among the Kugit hurricane shooters. They are the best shooters in the royal guard.

The bows and arrows in their hands are the most powerful large composite war bows, with bison sinew winch bow strings and thicker bison horn bow handles.

This enhanced weapon is endowed with extremely impressive lethality.

Although its penetrating power is slightly weaker than the Ciwa Longbow, it is still enough to penetrate the knight's heavy armor fifty meters from the front. In terms of shooting frequency, it has a faster rate of fire than the Ciwa Longbow.

It is a perfect combination of attack power and shooting frequency, but because the materials are expensive, even the Royal Court can only use it for a few shooters with the title of Laren Warrior.

"The target is fifty meters long and the black flag is red," the captain of the Kukitralen shooter shouted, and there was a creaking sound from the fully stretched bowstring.

"Whoosh!" Hundreds of violent sounds tearing the air sounded overhead,

The powerful arrow clusters cut through the rain curtain, bringing out white water lines, and struck from the side slope of the entire black flag military formation with a harsh whistling sound.

"Papa!" The heavy armor of the black flag soldiers was torn apart by sharp triangular arrows in an instant. A dozen soldiers on the right side of the military formation who were shot in vital parts fell limp and fell in the mud.

"Formation Change Lingdun" The commander of Black Flag seemed to have been prepared for this situation. Hearing the obviously more violent sound of tearing the air around him, he decisively issued the order to change formation.

"Turn the shield to the right!" Following several shouts at key positions, the outermost shield hand quickly tilted the shield in his hand at an angle of fifteen degrees.

The entire queue quickly formed a rhombus with four sides sloping silently.

"Dang Cang" the powerful arrow cluster hit the shield, shaking the arm of the soldier behind the shield, but this time the arrow cluster did not penetrate.

Instead, it was like a water float that was blown away and plunged into the mud at the feet of the soldiers.

Facing the more powerful arrows shot from above their heads, the soldiers of the Lion Wing Dragon Gun Squadron just habitually closed their arms holding the shields in front of their chests.

The defensive shield soldiers on the outside symbolically squeezed in, making the entire formation appear tighter and without flaws.

The heavy-duty helmets and visors on their heads have all been lowered, leaving only a cross-shaped gap around their eyes to see the road ahead clearly.

The knight's infantry combat heavy armor is equipped with two layers of thick armor. The outer layer is forty pounds of fine steel armor painted black, and the inner layer is fifteen pounds of fine chain mail.

The long arrows of the Kugits often hit the outer tilted shield in vain, and then bounced off with a crisp sound. Some of the arrows that penetrated the heavy armor inside would also be stuck by the mail armor inside.

"There will never be a place for shooters on the battlefield. Have these Kugits even forgotten this?" Miserin, the leader of the Ruidian Lion Wing Banner, looked at the siege tower baffle that was about to be lowered, with a sinister smile on his face.

"At such a level, it's really a joke that your hands are still trying to stop my Lion Wing Dragon Spear."

As the main eastern flag regiment that has been fighting against the Kugits on the border for a long time, Miserin, the commander of the Lion Wing Flag Regiment, is very clear about the Kugits’ tactics and habits.

This battle was basically over when the enemy's main force in the suburbs chose to retreat hastily.

As for these annoying city-defending shooters, they are just adding an inconspicuous tail behind their glorious record of defeating 60,000 enemies with 20,000 people.

He has 10,000 of the most elite light cavalry at his disposal, and is also equipped with a squadron of powerful Black Flag heavy knights.

In front of his well-equipped army, the low-lying Shaman capital city

It is a mark destined to be written brilliantly, an opportunity to write your name into history.

Occupying Shamandu, the most important town in the Kugit Royal Court, will definitely bring your reputation to a new level. It is not impossible to be promoted to a first-class earl by His Majesty the King.

In the hearts of the Kugit people, archers are not equal to warriors. Their composition is very complex, including ordinary tribesmen and famous wandering heroes.

But none of them can escape the reality that in a country where cavalry group assaults are the main tactic, cavalry shooters themselves are an embarrassing existence.

Their arrow clusters can never compete with the heavy archers in the infantry, nor can they penetrate the enemy's heavy armored cavalry on the move.

In front of the dense cavalry group, they are a group of miscellaneous soldiers. Their responsibility is either to follow the main force to carry out auxiliary attacks, or to occasionally run out to harass the enemy's rear.

Whether it is a field battle or a siege battle, as long as they can get close, these unorganized Kujit shooters will scatter in panic like a flock of driven ducks.

The Lion Wing Banner Regiment has encountered too many such situations in the eastern grasslands. As long as a small group of elite light cavalry rushes in quickly, these kings of long-range attacks will choose to retreat immediately.

Because according to the logic of the prairie people, a prairie shooter who cannot even save his own life will only become the object of ridicule.

"Pa" the baffle of the siege tower hit the city wall heavily, and the dense black flag soldiers quickly rushed up the passage towards the city wall.

"Now that everything is over, it's time to punish these archers." Miserin turned around with a relaxed expression. He could imagine the miserable fate of the Kugit archers who resisted tenaciously on the city.

The black flag has always been synonymous with blood and killing.

For these fallen people who carry sins on their bodies, in their consciousness, only the blood of the enemy can wash away their sins and allow them to return to glory.

They have never had a record of survivors.

Miserin knew that the battle was over. If these archers could defeat the powerful black flag troops in close combat, it would definitely be in his dreams.

These black flags will definitely make a mess here again. Miserin looked at the black figure that had occupied the battlements in the distance, and murmured with a depressed look. Muttered,

He waved to the adjutant behind him, and said tiredly, "I need a good sleep. Remember, no matter what happens, don't wake me up before it gets dark.

"Especially about those black flags who like to torture prisoners everywhere.

You tell that bastard Black Knight Covent that I don't have his bad and bloody hobbies, and I can't clean up his ass every time." Miserin reminded the adjutant in a heavier tone, turned around and prepared to leave.

"Boom" Just as Miserin was about to leave, a violent thunder came from behind Miserin. The fierce thunder that lasted for several days The battle made Miserin feel dizzy.

At the strange thunder, Miserin raised his head in dissatisfaction and looked at the sky with heavy rain.

"Damn, it's such a terrible weather." Miserin's sensitive nose snorted and complained with dissatisfaction. As a cavalry mobile combat general, no one likes heavy rain.

The muddy grass will seriously slow down the speed of the horses, and the cavalry troops will leave a lot of horseshoe prints in the mud. This is absolutely fatal to the Miserin flag regiment, which is good at ambushes.

No one will He ignored the sudden appearance of a large number of horse hoof prints.

If the rainstorm had come earlier, the plan to sneak attack Shamandu would have been a joke.

The 30,000 isolated Rieldian cavalry would have been torn to pieces by the 80,000 Kugit people who were more familiar with the terrain.

"Boom boom" Another rapid and violent thunder came from behind him. This time he did not complain,

because he heard a loud shouting from behind him, and the adjutant standing in front of him had a stunned expression, with a hint of red flashing in his bulging eyes, full of incredible and fearful light.