Rise of the Empire Total War

"Today is a good day to fight the enemy bravely."

Sitting on the horse, Richard stood in front of the battle and said to the soldiers who were waiting.

"God and Our Lady command us to come here and fight for the glory of God. Although the enemy army is far more numerous than us, under the pounce of our army, the enemy army will surely be defeated. Their blood will wash away the sins and revive the earth. Glory to Christ!"

"Ho! Ho! Ho!"

"The ones standing opposite us are just a group of despicable rebels, ignorant fools. Don't they know the glorious battle record of our army? Don't they know how many enemies knelt down on the road of our army's conquest? Don't they know their end is coming?"

"Hahaha..." There was a slight laugh in the army, Richard ignored it, and he continued: "They really don't know, because they are ignorant, and all the despicable points of human nature can be found in them , they live in this world, they can only waste air!"

"Soldiers, aren't you ashamed of being under the same sun and breathing the same air with them? No! I'm so ashamed, I'm too ashamed to even pray to God, I'm afraid he will Ask me, why don't you send those sinful souls to hell and purify them with flames!"

"Soldiers, brothers, in the name of your king, the commander-in-chief of this army, I implore you, please join me in wielding the holy blade, sending the evil souls of the enemy to hell, washing them with their blood crimes. God will be pleased when the last heretic lies in a pool of blood!"

"Now, bloody battle!"

"Blood battle! Blood battle! Blood battle!"

...

The sky-shattering cheers on the opposite side did not affect Prince Yairo, he looked at the enemies brimming with cheers, and continued his speech: "...Look at the enemies on the other side, soldiers, look at how powerful they are! They thought they could make us submit by shamelessly stealing the Abdra collar? No, this is impossible! The tyranny against Felicias will never end, even if the new Grand Duke is Winster Princess Freya who was supported by others—do you think she is the most legitimate heir to this country? No, I don’t think so.”

"Now standing in front of you is the most legitimate heir to the Grand Duke of the Lasik Principality, and only I can lead the Lasiks to become stronger. Look, under the rule of Felicias, the land was ceded to The Winsters, and now even the Grand Duke is supported by the Winsters, and I can imagine that if we don't come forward, the whole country will become a colony of the Winsters."

"Think about it! If we lose the battle,

What atrocities the enemy will do to your wives and children! Your wives will be raped wantonly by the enemy and used as slaves, and your children will be educated by the Winstons, recognize the enemy as their father, and then go back to their hometowns and say: 'Hey, we are all little Winstons Special people! ’, would you like to see this happen? "

"No! We don't want to!" shouted the soldiers.

"If you don't want to see this tragic scene, then wave your weapons and fight bravely. We will defeat the enemy here, and let the blood of the enemy sprinkle every piece of land in Athos until they retreat and completely withdraw from this country , this country belongs to our Rasik people!"

"Our ancestors have gone through untold hardships to come to this beautiful place and settle down. We cannot give up the land of our ancestors to the Winsters and Lasiks. Fight the enemy bravely. I will fight with you in the future. front!"

"Fight! Fight! Fight!"

...

"It was a tragic war." Many years later, a Danish veteran leaned on the armchair, felt the warmth brought by the burning fire in the fireplace, and glanced at the snow falling like cotton wool outside the window, sighed, and continued. : "In that battle, the Lasik cavalry charged us like a tidal wave, as if they were not afraid of death. Their equipment was poor, and many of them even wore only a piece of animal skin, but they had courage far exceeding their equipment."

"They used short bows on their horses and fired arrows at us against the rain of arrows from our army's archers. Because they were not equipped with shields, many people in my company were shot down. They were lucky enough to be dragged behind in time The unlucky ones were shot dead on the spot. Standing in front of me was Marcus, an arrow just shot through his eye socket, and the arrow pierced through the back of his head, and the smelly brain and blood splashed When it got on my face, I could never forget the smell."

"And then? Grandpa." The children surrounding the veteran asked curiously. They opened their eyes wide, as if they were listening to some interesting story. However, the story that seemed interesting to them was full of blood behind it.

"Then..." The old soldier paused for a moment, then slowly raised his head, his thoughts were also deep in memories.

"Hold it! Hold it up for me! Don't retreat!"

Facing the rain of arrows shot by the rebel cavalry, the company captain of the sword and spear militia at the front roared loudly. Many soldiers in his company had already been shot down to the ground and were dragged behind for treatment. The sword and spear militiamen The consequences of not being equipped with shields were fully exposed. These Danish militiamen who were only equipped with leather armor could only use their guns to resist the arrows falling from the sky.

At this moment, the enemy cavalry had put away their short bows, picked up the long spears that had been hanging on the side of the horse's belly, shouted to speed up the horse, and charged towards the chaotic phalanx of sword and spear militiamen. The trick that the ancestors have always used is to first use a few waves of arrow rain to disrupt the enemy's phalanx, and then use the impact of the horse's high-speed running to launch a charge. The large cavalry can easily disperse the direction of the enemy's infantry, thereby defeating the enemy—that is, With this tactic, they were able to hit the Lasik Plain and settle down here.

"Charge! Scatter them!"

"The enemy cavalry is coming! Formation! Formation!"

Amidst the officer's stern roar, the sword and spear militiamen who had been shot to pieces finally mustered up the courage to shrink the line of defense. They raised the three-meter-long special sword and spear obliquely in front of them, inserted the tail into the ground behind them, and looked at the The enemy cavalry who was getting closer could not help but close their eyes.

In the next second, a large number of rebel cavalry collided head-on with the defense line composed of sword and spear militiamen. The impact of the high-speed moving horses instantly broke the swords and spears held by the soldiers, and the front parts of the broken swords and spears pierced one after another. Inside the horse, people turned on their backs. The miserable neighing of the horse and the screams of the dying people came and went one after another. The cavalry in the back row did not stop because the comrades in front fell down. They continued to control the horses and rushed into the square, blocking the road. The sword and spear militiamen knocked down and overturned, and the entire line of defense was torn apart under the charge of the cavalry, and blood flowed into rivers.