Rise of the Empire Total War

Chapter 322 Ambush in He'an Valley

The proposal of King Hymes did not immediately get everyone's approval. They chatted with each other in low voices, discussing the danger, but no one would think that Hymes deliberately led them into a death trap, because in their eyes Here, this is impossible.

"Your Majesty Haimis." A nobleman of the Osong Kingdom asked aloud, "Can you guarantee that the main force of the Winsters will not choose to go from the He'an Valley? If we meet in the valley, there will be no way out." retreat."

"It's impossible." Hemis looked confident, and he said confidently: "The Winsters will not choose this road, because we are walking from Del Gillo Avenue. In order to track down your location, you will definitely follow the trail I left behind."

After he finished speaking, the surroundings fell into silence again, and only the noise of resting soldiers in the distance could be heard. After a long time, Ragnar and Giocchino met each other, and the former said: "Then, according to Hemi At King Si's suggestion, we march from the Hean Valley to avoid the main force of the Winsters."

"Obey." A group of generals and nobles agreed in unison, none of them saw, and there was a tricky smile on the corner of Hymes's slightly lowered head.

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The coalition forces then continued to march towards the He'an Valley. On the way, for safety reasons, Ragnar ordered the scouts to explore the He'an Valley and Del Gillo Avenue at the same time, and finally got the news they wanted - in the Del Gillo Avenue. A seemingly large Winster army was found on Gillo Avenue. There are so many military flags above this army that they almost form a single piece from a distance, which is extremely spectacular. However, the He'an Valley was empty and there was no movement at all, which strengthened the speculation of Ragnar and others, so they relaxed a little and rushed towards the He'an Valley.

However, they did not notice that the Winster army, who were still swaying on Del Gillo Avenue, speeded up to follow after receiving the news that the coalition forces were approaching the He'an Valley, but they kept a distance deliberately. Avoid detection.

Everything is moving in the direction planned by King Hymes and Charles, and the coalition forces are getting closer and closer to the death trap...

December 21, 1116 in the continental calendar, four days before Christmas.

After several days of fast marching, the coalition forces entered He'an Valley under the leadership of King Hymes. There were still a few snowflakes falling from the sky, and a layer of snowflakes fell on the soldiers. snowflakes shaking off. Hymis wore the bearskin coat bestowed by King Giocino, looked at everything in the valley, and kept spraying white mist from his mouth.

The horse's hooves stepped on the snow deep enough to be a human's calf, and the speed was limited, and the same was true for the infantry,

They moved as close together as possible, trembling and struggling. If it weren't for the prestige of the kings and the rich commissions (for those mercenaries), they would definitely stay still and start a strike.

When the abandoned village in the valley appeared in the line of sight of Hymis, his eyes lit up, he moved some frozen joints, steered the horse close to Ragnar, exhaled white mist, and said: "Ragnar Your Majesty, I will take the knights to the front to explore the way."

"Just let the scouts do this kind of thing." Ragnar gave him a strange look and said.

"I'm worried that the scouts are not familiar with this place, and if something goes wrong, I'd better go and see for myself." Hemis insisted.

Seeing his persistence, although Ragnar was puzzled, he still nodded and agreed. He instructed: "Be careful on the road, come back and join us as soon as you find anything."

"I will." Hemis nodded and said, then he wrapped the bearskin coat around his body, greeted the knights behind him, and took the lead in galloping out of the army formation, leading a group of knights to run on the snow-covered road and soon disappeared in the falling snow.

Looking at the direction he was leaving, Ragnar felt an unspeakable strangeness in his heart. He always felt that there was something strange about Hymis, but he couldn't explain it. He could only order the army to slow down and continue marching.

I have to say that people's sixth sense is a very magical existence. Sometimes it is very sensitive and can accurately predict the next danger, but sometimes it can't feel anything.

On the valley, looking at the slow-moving enemies below, Charles, who had already been covered with a thick layer of snow, cursed secretly: "It's finally here." Then he called the soldiers to prepare to attack, and behind them, a large number of fireballs quietly Placed in the snow, in order to prevent the combustibles from being wet by the snow, a layer of cloth was also covered outside.

"Wave the flag and get ready to push the fireball!"

Charles got up slowly, shook off the snow on his body, watched the soldiers push the fireballs to the edge of the cliff, and said to the orderer, who heard the words and picked up the flag and waved it where the enemy below could not see Get up, the red flag is very conspicuous in this vast expanse of whiteness, and was immediately spotted by the soldiers on the opposite side, and they also started to get busy, pushing the fireball to the edge.

"ignite!"

Charles shouted in a low voice. As soon as he finished speaking, several burning torches ignited the combustibles on the outer layer of the fireball, and the flames shot up instantly, swallowing the whole fireball. Immediately afterwards, they were pushed off the cliff by the soldiers, rolling from the heights. It fell everywhere, directly hitting the coalition forces marching below!

I didn't have any precautions, and I didn't know who first discovered the fireball falling from the sky, and I didn't know who was the first to scream to remind others. When the fireball was about to fall into the crowd, the warning shout came from the crowd, but It was already too late. A few seconds later, a large number of fireballs fell into the crowd, directly killing many soldiers underneath. The scattered sparks then ignited the heavy robes of the soldiers, and a terrible fire quickly spread among the crowd. spread!

"It's a trap!"

Ragnar reined in the frightened horse and roared at the top of his lungs, but no one paid attention to him. The fireball falling from the sky aroused the fear of the soldiers. They screamed and tried to avoid the fireball and the soldiers who were on fire, but they were squeezed Unable to move among the dense crowd, he could only look at the flames of death rushing towards him in despair and horror.

After the fireball fell, only the melodious horn sounded above the head, and countless figures leaned out from the top of the mountain. They held up their crossbows and rained deadly arrows on the ambushed enemy army amidst the roar of the officers. All of a sudden, the coalition soldiers fell down like wheat in autumn.

Whoosh—

In the chaos, a crossbow bolt tore through the sky and accurately shot the eye socket of King Giorchino of the Orson Kingdom without anyone being prepared. The poor king only uttered a terrifying scream and was killed. The standing horse was thrown to the ground, and the people around immediately shouted in horror, trying to help the king who fell from the horse, but it was too late. King Giorchino had already fallen into a severe coma, and he could not survive. .

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