Chapter 1245 Under Downton's banner, the first show of the corps!
"Commander, let's take advantage of the high morale and attack? There are many words in Wucuo Novel Network"
The generals knelt down and asked for battle, shouting loudly.
"we are?"
The commander-in-chief was not anxious, but asked softly.
"We are the invincible Seventh Legion!"
The generals and staff roared, their faces full of pride and confidence.
"Yes, so you have to show your glory and grace from the Great Empire of Saint Jutland. Now, quietly wait for the enemy to form their formation."
The commander-in-chief snorted coldly, "Do you think you will lose in a head-on confrontation?"
"We are invincible, we are invincible!"
"We are the chicks from hell, spreading death and terror, we take away life and hope, leaving behind glory and merit!"
"We are hellbirds, hellbirds that will drag the enemy to despair and the abyss!"
The officers began to sing the war song of the Seventh Army, and then the sound spread wider and wider, echoing in the sky. Then under this endless pressure of the military, the Delankfurt Army stepped onto the battlefield.
The city gate of Saraje opened wide, and groups of undead abominations over six meters tall walked out. They were all pieced together from the corpses of monsters. Their faces were expressionless, and their bodies were covered with ugly and hideous sutures. They were not armored.
, because their strong flesh~ bodies are their strongest shields and weapons.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
There was no sound of war drums, but each abomination weighed nearly a thousand pounds. When military boots stepped on the ground, a dull sound erupted, like the roar of thunder.
Their expressions did not change, because they were never afraid. It seemed that they were not facing millions of hellbird legions, but a group of ants.
"This is a military branch?"
Some officers muttered with astonishment on their faces. Logically speaking, the Immortal Hatred should be heavy infantry, but this regiment is quite strange.
There is no tower shield strong enough to withstand heavy cavalry, no dragon lance strong enough to pierce monsters. There is only an armed belt around the waist and slung across the chest, which is covered with some kind of tin cans. Other than that, it is just the back.
There is a barrel-shaped armed cabinet behind you, with a rubber hose connected to a gun-shaped nozzle. It is hung on the left side for easy access at any time.
"Immortal abomination? Grenadiers!"
A staff officer held a telescope and read the words on the battle flag.
"Let the supervising team convey the order. Whoever dares to escape will be seated by the entire team!"
Arnold's tone was full of murderous intent. In order to protect the kingdom of Chief Downton, they would do whatever it took.
Woo! Woo! Woo!
A sharp horn sounded, like a whale spouting water, with a unique vibrato. It penetrated the battlefield thousands of miles away.
This is a horn made after hunting a dragon whale that lives in the polar ocean, peeling off the dragon's horn. It can stimulate the power in human blood, and is a unique symbol of the barbarian kingdom.
"It's the Barbarian Corps!"
The barbarians had long since withdrawn from the center of the Western Continent and were trapped in the polar frozen soil, so the officers had never heard this horn sound, but this did not prevent them from recognizing people.
He has long brown hair, combed into braids, and only has a pair of pitifully small leather briefs. On his head is a horn helmet with a broken horn, and he is carrying a Viking war weapon that is larger than an adult.
ax……
"It's a savage!"
The soldiers' murmurs rang out in the regiment. These costumes were no different from the barbarians in the tavern and the bards in history. A trace of worry slowly appeared in the eyes.
Barbarians are ferocious and brutal. They don't care about production and like to kill and rob. The most important thing is that this race is crazy. They believe that dying in battle is the most perfect destination for barbarians. Only then will their souls be recognized by the King of Heroes and be killed in battle.
The goddess guided him into the Hall of Valor.
"Why are there a group of mentally ill people who are not afraid of death?"
Looking at this group of muscles, which were at least two and a half meters tall, the soldiers complained endlessly. They could fight without fear, but they were not afraid of death. But those on the opposite side really enjoyed fighting and regarded dying on the battlefield as their faith.
and destination.
"How come there is such a troublesome regiment in Delankfurt?"
Some people began to complain quietly, but the trouble had just begun.
The heavy cavalry regiment of the Black Hand clan led by Black Hand appeared. These dwarves came from the dark region and were the tomb-guarding clan of the dwarf kingdom. They guarded the treasure of the dwarf king for generations and were loyal to the Ring of the Lonely Mountain forever.
These dwarves are not the common short stature, but hill dwarves with a height of more than six meters. Their armors are thick and cover their whole bodies. When running, they look like large steel cans, giving people a sense of nowhere.
The feeling in the mouth.
The dwarf's heavy cavalry's face armor is ferocious, with only a horizontal line around the eyes and a protrusion at the mouth and nose. There are dense holes on it, and white mist will spray out when breathing.
The soldiers of Saint Jutland began to breathe heavily and their eyeballs twitched.
The mount of the Black Hand Heavy Cavalry is the Iron Spine Dragon Beast, which is larger than the Sherman War Bear, but is uglier. It is covered in diamond-shaped armor, and its crossbow attacks are scratchy. It cannot be shaken by magic below the dragon-slaying level.
The hell war horse mounted by Hell Bird was better, but the mount of the light cavalry was restless and kept scratching the ground.
There is no way, the pressure brought by the black-hand heavy cavalry is too great. Their armors are all in the style of blades, with sharp edges and corners, full of the beauty of steel and strength. Except for the short-handled throwing axes hanging on both sides of the mount, everyone has
They are all long-handled war hammers that are longer than their height, and they are extremely violent.
This corps is a weapon used to rush into formation and tear apart all corps.
"Look to the left!"
"It's the Dark Elf!"
"Goddess, how much is this? If you catch me, won't you make a fortune?"
The soldiers suddenly made a noise.
After Blackhand's heavy cavalry came out, the drow cavalry wearing black armor riding black panthers poured out like a dark cloud in an instant and sprinkled on the battlefield.
"Stand your backs straight, we are the most invincible army. We will fight to the death for the goddess Rose and the servants of Downton!"
The one at the front was a female drow, her name was Maiev, Drizzt's sister, the most rebellious and talented daughter of the Do'Urden family.
"I, Di Polo, am another race that is not afraid of death!"
This time, even the officers began to have headaches. When the word drow was mentioned, it was filled with the atmosphere of conspiracy, death, and killing. They had fanatical beliefs. They were willing to sacrifice everything for the Queen Rose.
The drow cavalry galloped on the battlefield, showing off their superb riding skills. They carried two long and narrow scimitars crossed at their waists, carried quivers and long bows on their backs, and wore black scarves on their faces. Their long silver hair was flying.
, the end is high-spirited.
Cluck! Cluck!
Laughter full of lust echoed on the battlefield, and the female drows flirted with each other and boldly seduced the soldiers on the opposite side.
Gudong!
Many soldiers swallowed subconsciously and set up tents on their crotches. Their eyes were fixed on the snow-white thighs of the female drow, wanting to take a bite and imagining the scene of conquering them under their bodies.
"You want to die, don't look at it. Those are dark elves, they can drain your souls dry in bed!"
Some warnings sounded, but the sound was too weak and was quickly drowned out.
"A bunch of bitches!"
The black hand cursed. As old enemies living underground, they knew that even though the female drow were scantily clad, they seemed to have weak defenses. But those were all tactics. Once the enemy was distracted, they would surely die. Female drow were the kind of people who carried
A woman whose affectionate smile nestles in your arms and can pierce your heart.
"It's our turn!"
Thyssen held his head high and led the Krupp Army into battle. What he received was not praise but relief and relaxation.
"My Goddess, we are finally no longer that race of lunatics who are not afraid of death!"
The soldiers of Saint Jutland crossed themselves and prayed.
"Damn it, transform me!"
Thyssen was so angry that white smoke was coming out of his head. He no longer hid his clumsiness and directly announced it all over his body.
A Krupp giant that was originally seven or eight meters tall rose directly from the ground amid the red light, becoming fifteen or six meters tall, and some even exceeded twenty meters.
Seeing these giants who were all red and wrapped in flames, the Hellbird soldiers were dumbfounded.
Finally, the foreign orc regiment led by the tauren Batty appeared, but no one paid attention to them.
Silence spread. This time, no generals took the initiative to ask for a fight, because they were not sure of defeating the enemy. Although the number of enemy troops was not large, they were definitely not vegetarians.
"Where is your courage?"
The commander-in-chief scolded.
Snapped!
The generals and staff stood at attention, with solemn faces, and shouted in unison, "We are willing to be the vanguard and win victory for you!"
"Let the light cavalry dispatch and start regular combat!"
The commander-in-chief didn't want to wait any longer, but soon after he finished speaking, he was a little stuck, because he saw densely packed battleships appearing in the sky opposite.
"It's the Air Force from Frankfurt!"
"No, why is the number higher than what is reported in the intelligence?"
"I, Di Polo, is that a fortress?"
Shouts of surprise rang out. As soldiers of the great empire, no one knew the power of the air force better than them. They originally thought it would be a one-sided crushing, but they did not expect that the opponent's air force lineup was even more fierce and domineering than our own.
The attack horn sounded, but there was an obvious pause.
"Cut down the messenger!"
The commander-in-chief growled with a gloomy expression.
On the ground, the light cavalry followed the order and began to rush to the battlefield. At the same time, the heavy cavalry began to advance slowly. In large-scale operations, all regiments always fought together.
"Cool, he is indeed the ace of the Northern Army, he is well trained!"
Nicole stood on the deck and watched the various Hellbird units move out, working in perfect harmony like a perfect symphony, and couldn't help but praise them.
Downton's face was solemn, hesitating whether to use battleships to suppress the battlefield.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Blue-green signal flares rose into the sky from the drow cavalry and exploded into gorgeous fireworks.
"Your subordinates are indeed very courageous!"
Nicole joked that this signal was common across the continent, meaning that the regiment was fighting alone and would not accept support. The next moment, the same signal flares were raised in both the Black Hand Heavy Cavalry and the Barbarian Corps.
"These guys are really crazy!" the commander-in-chief curled his lips, "Okay, then I will help them!"
In the Hellbird camp, several blue-green flares were also raised in response to the challenge!
"The commander-in-chief has an order to annihilate the drow, and the prisoners will be yours!"
The commander of the light cavalry regiment was very clever. With just one word, the morale of the soldiers was greatly boosted. The soldiers had green eyes, like wild wolves that had been hungry for a long time, and they rushed forward with strange screams.
The heavy cavalry was advancing, and the two groups of light cavalry were the first to engage in battle due to their lightning speed.
Drow is proficient in riding and shooting. He controls the mount with his two strong and powerful thighs. He draws the bow with both hands and fires three consecutive shots, directly spreading a 'dark cloud'.
Phew! Phew! Phew!
Locust arrows, sharp whistles, dark clouds falling, drowning the hell bird Qingqi.
Screams suddenly broke out, and many cavalrymen were hit by arrows and fell off their saddles.
The Hell Bird is indeed an ace, with a tenacious will. Even if their comrades around them are shot by arrows and blood splashes on their faces, they will not waver. Even if their horses trample to death their fallen comrades, they will not frown.
Get up, they are holding their weapons tightly at this moment, and their only thought is to cut down the enemy.
The distance of nearly a thousand meters passed in an instant. The drow put away their short bows and unsheathed their swords just before the two torrents collided.
Whoosh!
When the drow drew their swords, even though it was just a simple starting move, they used the angle of the blade to reflect the sunlight, causing a burst of light in front of them, which dazzled the enemy's eyes.
The Hellbirds were also veterans. They narrowed their eyes, predicted the enemy's trajectory, and slashed them with one strike. If it were other legions, they would definitely suffer a big loss, but this time, their opponent was the drow.
With terrifying body coordination, the drow evaded the slashing attack, and directly counterattacked with their two swords, breaking through the enemy's block and killing him on the neck.
Puff puff!
A large number of cavalrymen fell down from their horses. Without exception, they were all stabbed in the neck, half of the cervical vertebrae was cut open, and their heads were bent at 90 degrees and hung on their shoulders, exposing the white throat bones.
Amidst the pillars of blood soaring into the sky, the drow continued to charge, launching dark martial arts, and clouds of black mist exploded from their bodies, obscuring the battlefield.
The cavalry were suddenly plunged into darkness that they could not see.
Seeing this scene, the staff members shuddered, and a thought came to their minds at the same time, the light cavalry regiment is over!
Fighting in the dark with drow who are good at night fighting is definitely like a meat bun beating a dog, and you will never come back.
With the sound of galloping hooves, in just one minute, the two sides passed by each other and left the black mist area. On the Hellbird side, most of them only had blood-stained horses, and only a few cavalry rushed out. On the Drow side, the demeanor was relaxed.
, it is not like having just experienced a brutal fight, but rather like an outing, where what is harvested is not life, but mushrooms.
The surviving cavalry no longer cared about capturing prisoners and enjoying Drow's body. At this time, their minds were filled with fear.
The drow shook their reins in unison, and the entire team turned around like a flexible antelope. After a charge, only one-tenth of the light cavalry could still stand. Then they could not escape, and the drow sheathed their swords.
Sheathed them, held the bow again, looked back at the moon, and shot them on the spot.
The entire battlefield was silent. No one expected that the Hellbird Qingqi was defeated so quickly and miserably. The entire army was completely destroyed and the battle flag was taken away. According to the usual practice, the designation of this Qingqi would be revoked.
The commander-in-chief's face was as dark as ink, and he was holding the reins tightly. The squeaking sound of his teeth could be heard clearly even by the staff beside him. (To be continued...)