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Chapter 1567 The first victory

The golems are killing people, and human beings are as fragile as water bags in front of their iron fists. One punch will blow them up. ◇↓Ding◇↓Point◇↓Small◇↓ said, x.

Wails and screams filled the ground.

Wherever the golem passed, all that was left was a patch of sticky flesh and mutilated limbs. The scene was extremely cruel. Even drows like Hollis, who were used to seeing killings, couldn't bear it and had the urge to vomit. .

"retreat!"

Seeing the cavalry regiment defeated, Commander Wan Cavalry roared, began to gather the remaining soldiers, and retreated from the battlefield.

"Don't even think about running away!"

Horace had already set his sights on him, and pursued him with his elite squad, opening and closing his short bow, spreading a hail of arrows.

Plop! Plop!

People kept falling off their horses.

Wan Qi Chang saw that Drow couldn't shake it off like a dog-skin plaster, and his heart went cold. Just when he was about to think of a way, a burst arrow shot out and exploded beside him. The shock wave shook him and he had to adjust his sitting posture. , to restore balance, the magic arrow shoots.

Poof!

The arrow penetrated the shield and hit his head. The inertia caused him to roll over and fall off his horse. However, his right foot got stuck in the stirrup and he was dragged along.

When the war horse stopped, Wan Qilong's cheeks were rubbed off.

"Take no prisoners, kill them all."

These Maki demons were all corrupted by evil energy, and their souls were polluted. Purifying them was too time-consuming, so Downton issued the order to kill them.

Without burying the body and piling the heads into a temple, Downton led the team away.

The Firebird took advantage of its speed and acted as a scout, monitoring the Green Sun Corps' advance from the air. Downton relied on its intelligence to start looking for suitable enemies.

Any regiment with less than 50,000 men is a target.

In the small town of Massa, an infantry regiment of 50,000 people was resting and digesting their lunch. Suddenly, a rapid horn sounded.

"Enemy attack!"

"Leave the town and line up!"

"Hurry up!"

Officers at all levels urged, and the town was full of running people. Soon, they gathered outside the town.

The general's military quality was good, and the heavy infantry did not enter the town at all, so they wore armor on the spot, saving a lot of time. Soon, a line of defense was completed.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Wearing heavy armor, holding a tall tower shield in the left hand, and a five-meter long dragon spear in the right hand, a 10,000-person heavy armored regiment began to advance. On their flanks were three 10,000-person infantry regiments, and thousands of cavalry.

"Hollis, you are responsible for containing the cavalry and the Golem Corps as they attack our formation!"

Without giving the enemy time to attack, Downton ordered the attack.

"Are these people crazy? Don't they need a break?"

The general looked at the enemies coming in like a tide, and was a little dumbfounded. If his formation had not been completed, he could have taken advantage of the situation to rush in and kill him. But this formation...

The general looked back and saw that although he was not as good as those aces, he was still determined and powerful.

"Is the enemy's commander a fool?"

The adjutant teased, and his original solemn expression became relaxed.

"What kind of military branch is that?"

The chief of staff realized something was wrong. "It seems to be a golem?"

"Don't move around. Anyone who disrupts the formation will be killed without mercy!"

The general yelled, even if they are golems, they have to fight. There is no way, they are infantry and cannot run away.

Thousands of cavalry dispersed, throwing rain of arrows at the golem, but even if they hit, there was no lethality at all. These steel skins made into the appearance of violent bears were enough to withstand magic at the dragon-slaying level, let alone these rains of arrows. .

The torrent of steel composed of golems surged forward, and the breathing of every Green Sun soldier became heavier.

"Don't panic, they will die under our sword!"

The general yelled.

"Put down the shield and fire the dragon spear!"

Bang! Bang!

There was a steel cone at the bottom of the tower shield. The soldiers shouted chants and used their arms to embed the tower shield into the ground. This kind of armor could even withstand the advance of heavy cavalry.

The sound of running.

The soldiers had no time to think about anything. Their eyes were full of steel golems reflecting the sun, and they collided.

Bang! Crunch! Bang! Crunch!

If it were a war horse, even if it was not stabbed to death by the sharp dragon spear, it would be seriously injured and scream, but the golems were silent.

The dragon spear stabbed the steel body, and the huge force was fed back, knocking the soldiers around and causing some to lose their hands.

Those in the first row are always the most powerful elites, and there are some who are powerful enough, but the dragon spear only scratches across the golem, stabbing out a stream of sparks and making a tooth-wrenching sound of iron clashing.

Then, the golem hit the tower shield, and without even a pause, it squeezed in easily like a red-hot steel drill embedded in soft cheese.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Human bodies were knocked away one after another, and the hoplite phalanx deformed instantly.

Swish! Swish!

Three sharp blades popped up from the wrists of the golems, which were half a meter long, and then spun like windmills.

Zhi! Zhi!

The blade cut through the armor, and sparks flew everywhere. All the soldiers who resisted the golem were strangled to death.

The battlefield was bloody, and the scene was like throwing several machines into a school of fish in a spiral shape. What was harvested in the end was only a pool of flesh and blood.

The golems, without any emotional fluctuations, will not be nervous or pity. They just follow the orders, efficiently and cruelly cut through the enemy formation, causing death.

After just one confrontation, the heavy infantry collapsed.

When the light infantry on the flank saw this scene, there was a huge commotion and the formation was distorted.

"Don't move around, don't move around!"

The officers were just suppressing them according to instinct. In fact, they were also afraid that even heavy steps could not stop the enemy, so wouldn't their light steps cost them their lives?

There was no suspense about the result. When the golem easily cut through a light-stepping phalanx, the remaining two immediately collapsed and began to flee.

The golem chased after them, killing them profusely.

“It’s so easy!”

Hollis laughed heartily, carrying a scimitar and riding a black panther, harvesting the heads of the deserters.

There was no resistance at all. The cavalry didn't even need to swing their swords. As long as they followed the speed of their mounts and moved their scimitars horizontally, they could chop off the enemy's head.

Downton's troops were too few, so in order to expand the victory as quickly as possible, the goblin engineers also stepped onto the battlefield, targeting the injured soldiers who had been maimed and killing them one by one.

Ouch! Ouch!

These timid and thin goblins screamed. For the first time in their lives, they burst out with enthusiasm. Many of them were taking pictures with their heads in hand, wanting to leave their heroic looks to future generations.

In the next few days, as the battle continued, Downton became more and more skillful in using the golem, and the cooperation between the troops became more and more tacit, and the results were naturally great.

In total, Downton defeated 500,000 enemy troops and directly killed more than 100,000 people. Wherever he went, he left frightening sights in the capital.

The Green Sun Corps was almost crippled.

"Damn, how could this happen?"

In the temporary camp, Kurtu sat slumped on a chair and looked at the battle report. His face was full of disbelief. He had many more troops than the enemy. And he kept attacking. Why was he suddenly defeated?

When he first received the news that the cavalry had been wiped out, Kurtu did not panic, but then, battle reports came one after another, and his soldiers were being defeated one by one. He could not calm down.

Kurtu had made remedial measures, asking the troops staying near Downton to gather and use their strength to encircle and kill him. However, this guy was so elusive that he could always escape before the encirclement was completed.

"Are all Downton's soldiers made of iron?"

The adjutant looked at the markings on the map and was very puzzled. In the past few days, Downton's regiment had traveled throughout Modena County. Even if they were riding horses, they would be exhausted, but they were still able to fight.

"Command the entire army to stop advancing and kill Downton first!"

Kurtu gritted his teeth and couldn't let it go anymore, otherwise he wouldn't be able to see the city of Rome and his Green Sun would be over.

"It's stopped!"

The adjutant smiled bitterly. In fact, when Kurtu ordered nearby soldiers to surround Downton a few days ago, the situation of the Green Sun Corps became a mess. The various regiments were led by Downton to run around and be consumed.

Not to mention a lot of effort, but nothing has been gained yet.

Now, the corps was unable to attack and had to camp to rest.

"Where is that damn regiment now?"

Kurtu asked, preparing to wave him in person.

"The last report was that our heavy cavalry regiment was destroyed in the Empoli area!"

When the adjutant said these words, his heart was bleeding. It could be said that Lu Ri had been dismembered and swallowed piece by piece.

"Urgent report, commander, a regiment has been spotted at the eight o'clock position behind us!"

The messenger rushed in sweating profusely.

"It's Downton, he's here!"

Kurtu stood up suddenly, "Let's go meet him!"

The faces of the generals were solemn. If they were confident a few days ago, now they are frightened and uneasy.

The number one general in the north is indeed worthy of his reputation.

"We're finally going to counterattack!"

Looking at the assembled soldiers, the generals cheered up and prepared to breathe a sigh of relief, especially after seeing the enemy's formation, they became even more calm.

"Why are there so few soldiers left?"

Kurtu was riding on his war horse, looking at his regiment with astonishment on his face. Not to mention the lack of all types of troops, the number of them was pitifully small.

"Didn't you read the battle damage report?"

The adjutant's lips moved, but in the end he did not dare to say these words, "There are still a few more, but they haven't arrived yet!"

The decisive battle began, and after an hour, the winner was decided.

The battlefield was chosen by Downton, and one side was recharging its strength and had a premeditated plan, while the other side rushed to the battle without even gathering its troops. The result can be imagined.

Downton wins.

All war zones were paying close attention to this battle, so they got the battle report as soon as possible.

The first round of confrontation between Downton and Luo Ying gave a perfect answer.

Green Sun was one of the six main armies under Luo Ying. The battle lasted only five days, and all the top commanders and middle-level and high-level generals were killed. More than 30 battles broke out, with a total loss of more than 500,000 soldiers, and no auxiliary troops were counted.

The total losses of Downton's front army were 67,000, which seemed like a lot, but you must know that these soldiers were all miscellaneous, and they did not die under Downton's direct command.

Of course, no matter what, compared with Green Sun's battle losses, it is a great victory. (To be continued.)


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