Late at night, the Western coalition mercenary barracks.
Compared with the various taboos of the Dafa, the mercenary barracks are filled with the aroma of various wines and meats.
These mercenaries, whose blades lick blood, only enjoy killing in this world and don't care about any taboos.
In order for them to exert their greatest power on the battlefield, there is no shortage of food, wine, and food. If they were not worried that their legs would be weak the next day, women would bring it to them.
Wissam held a jar of wine in one hand and a roasted leg of lamb in the other, feasting on it.
Chatterbox friend Cáceres also had his mouth full of food, but he kept talking, saying: "The magical East is not that good either. Today we have retreated five miles. Hey, keep retreating, we have to
Soon, we will retreat to Kashgar. I heard...Kashgar is the largest and richest city here. I wonder if we can plunder it for three days. I haven't tasted the taste of a woman for a long time, and I feel a little uncomfortable..."
He muttered a lot, but no one paid attention to him. He did not feel embarrassed and continued: "The East is so helpless, we might as well do more. King Karakhan is our financial backer, and his country's city cannot be robbed.
, but there is no reason to restrict the cities in the East. I heard that the women in the Western Regions are the most charming, so we might as well go directly to the Western Regions to steal money and people..."
Caceres didn't expect Wissam to answer him.
Surprisingly, at this time, Wissam frowned and said, "Do you think it's weird?"
Caceres said in surprise: "Weird? What is weird?"
Wissam thought for a while and said: "Dongfang's strength is much weaker than I thought."
Caceres opened his collar, revealing a deep hole, and said: "A little further, and my life will be left on the battlefield. Wherever we are weak, we will win more and lose less, but
It was not easy to win, and many people died."
Wissam said: "Maybe I'm overthinking it. You're right. We've had a really difficult time in the confrontation these days."
Wissam didn't know what to say, he just felt that the Eastern armies they had fought against these days lacked that invincible temperament.
Wissam was a soldier before becoming a mercenary, and he followed Otto I in the West to conquer the north and south. Otto I was the king of Germany and the first Holy Roman Emperor of the Saxon dynasty. He continued to fight after he succeeded to the throne.
He carried out conquests in the east and west, actively attacked the feudal separatist forces, and expanded externally for a long time. He was the most powerful king in the western continent at this time, and was honored as "the great Otto" and "the great emperor".
The army commanded by Otto I conquered Germany with more victories than defeats. After more than ten years of fighting, it developed an invincible force that had experienced hundreds of battles.
Wissam is a member of the invincible team.
Wissam has seen with his own eyes what it means to be the elite of a great country, an invincible force. To put it bluntly, the eyes of a soldier who has fought hundreds of battles are different from those of ordinary soldiers, as if they can kill people.
This time, as a mercenary, Wissam participated in the war between Da Shifa and Dongfang. He made detailed investigations in advance and had a certain understanding of the history of Dongfang and the rise of the Yu Dynasty in the east.
A king who ended the great turmoil and was invincible in the southern and northern wars, even if he is not as good as their great Emperor Otto, he should not be an ordinary person. In the same way, even if his army is not as good as the invincible force in his memory,
It should also have the momentum and strength that a victorious army should have. But in these days of fighting with the opponent, I have never encountered a similar army.
Their opponents were not weak, especially the opposing general's command, which was very skillful and methodical. It was difficult for them to win.
But the combat power of the soldiers is not as good as the mercenaries who add blood to their swords, and their fighting will is far less than that of the crazy followers of the Great Food Law...
In a duel of this scale, the strength and fighting will of the soldiers are no less than tactics.
Their military strength is superior, so it is reasonable for them to lose to the east.
"Maybe I'm overthinking it. Emperor Otto is such a hero. How could there be two in the world? How could there be two invincible armies?"
Wissam shook his head, also having self-doubt.
Throw away unnecessary thoughts.
The voice of Yassen, known as the Wolf King, came from above: "What is Wissam thinking about? Barbecue is not to your liking?"
Wissam thought that he had mentioned his doubts to Yassen, and Yassen sneered at this. In the eyes of this mercenary leader, their fierce fighting power and the fearless fighting will of the followers of the Great Food Law were invincible.
of.
Wissam didn't think about it anymore. He couldn't change anything. He enjoyed it when he won, and he didn't lose when he lost. He said casually: "I miss women."
Yassen laughed loudly: "If you win this battle, what kind of woman do you want?"
These words caused a burst of knowing laughter from everyone around.
Eat enough but not drink enough.
Mercenaries have strong self-control before the war. They are used to life and death, and know how to survive on the battlefield. Most of them control the amount of wine to avoid affecting their performance tomorrow.
With the arrival of the second day, the three notorious mercenary groups, Blood Wolf, Aryan, and Peilong, received orders to take the initiative before dawn.
Wissam instantly understood that this was to catch the opponent off guard.
The current situation is very clear. The upper and lower routes are not progressing smoothly. If they want to win the final victory, it depends on their center army.
Active fighting is the only way.
Wissam followed the team eastward and arrived at the military camp where Dayu's army was located in the early morning mist. What appeared in front of them were banners that blocked the sky and the sun, and tens of thousands of people lined up in dense square formations.
Dayu soldiers preparing to attack them.
"attack?"
After receiving the news, Rudeus Guerra sneered and said with a bit of arrogance: "I think he was caught off guard and knew that he couldn't run away. The reason why he formed an offensive posture was just to delay time. Give it to them.
Even if I have ten nerves, I would not dare to attack."
Because the situation is too clear, both the upper and lower armies of Dayu have an advantage and are in a different position. As long as the Chinese army stabilizes the situation, it can gain a strategic advantage.
Facing one's own 100,000-strong army, why should the opponent take the initiative to attack when the opponent's troops are less than 50,000?
Rudeus Guerra is very self-aware and knows that he is not good at military affairs. He rarely speaks and leaves his command to generals who have experienced many battles. But these days of victory, the ferocity of the mercenaries, and the madness of the followers of the Great Food Law
, the strong military strength gave him great confidence. The advantage lies with me. In a great situation, can we still lose?
As he spoke, he glanced at his deputy Neculelia Bent, and seeing that he agreed with his opinion, his voice raised by three decibels: "Tell the Blood Wolf, Aryan, and Perron, who will be the first to invade the East today?"
Fortress, the reward is five hundred gold coins and three thousand silver coins. If you can get the head of the enemy general Li Chuyun, you will be rewarded with a city..."
Such a generous reward made the three major mercenaries Blood Wolf, Aryan and Peilong excited.
A city?
Wouldn’t it be like directly becoming the city lord?
Even if you are not the city lord, selling all the people in the city as slaves will still make a lot of money...
Originally a desperado who was willing to risk his life for money, under such a heavy reward, he went crazy and killed Yu's army.
Looking at the wolf-like Western coalition forces, Li Chuyun whispered: "It's still the same thing!"
After these days of fighting, Li Chuyun figured out the opponent's attack method.
The cavalry on the left and right flanks attacked, the mercenaries in front broke the formation, and then the followers of the Big Food Law attacked without thinking.
The tactics are simple, but because the mercenaries are fierce, the followers of the Great Food Law are fearless, and they have the advantage of troops, their characteristics are fully utilized and they are particularly difficult to deal with.
The simpler the tactics, the fewer flaws there would be. Li Chuyun did not have an advantage in terms of military strength, and he hid the elites of the Royal Camp Division. He tried every means to maintain the June 4th situation, with six opponents and four of them...
Then he glanced at the imperial camp Si Tianwei's army in front of the formation. Under the banner, Li Chuyun sneered, showing two rows of white teeth, like a tiger about to pounce on its prey.
Today, all the frustration has to be returned...
"Your Majesty, I leave the cavalry on the enemy's right wing to you..."
"General Murong, you are responsible for the cavalry on the left wing..."
The Lion King of Gaochang Uighurs and Murong Hai of Ganzhou Uighurs accepted the order in unison, with great fighting spirit in their eyes.
They have been fighting extremely hard these days. Their strength is not weak, and with Li Chuyun's command, they have a numerical advantage over the Western coalition forces. Once they are entangled by the opponent and lose their speed advantage, the life-threatening believers of Da Shifa will be killed.
They will swarm them and cause them to suffer a lot.
"Huh!"
Li Chuyun looked at the situation on the battlefield and assigned tasks. He suddenly discovered that the enemy's mercenaries were advancing extremely fast. They were not part of the left and right wing cavalry that had not speeded up. It was as if they had been beaten to death...
In an instant, Li Chuyun figured out the reason. The mercenaries had no profit and could not afford to do so early.
"It seems that the opponent has spent a lot of money!" Li Chuyun smiled and said to his left and right, and then gave the order to the Tianwei Army Chang Side to attack.
The wealth of a city really stimulates the mercenaries who exist for money. They are like bulls in heat, with red eyes and shields raised high, charging forward.
Wissam was also among the crowd. As the first warrior of the Blood Wolf mercenaries, he rushed in the first echelon. However, because the weapon was a small shield and a battle axe, he could not withstand the crossbow arrows from the east, so he hid behind the large shield soldiers.
Fear is a life-threatening talisman on the battlefield. Once a soldier develops fear, death is probably not far away.
The mercenaries who have experienced many battles have long understood the truth of wanting to survive and forgetting fear, and they advance with roaring momentum and momentum.
When arrows rained from the east, they hid behind the large shield soldiers in tacit agreement, using wrist guards or small shields to block their faces and rush in.
If you are unlucky enough to be hit by an arrow and fall to the ground and die, your advancement speed will not be affected at all.
The two sides are getting closer.
Sudden!
The hair on Wissam's body was standing on end. Braving the rain of arrows, they had already approached the Dayu Army eighty steps away. The military formation of the Imperial Camp Si Tianwei Army was right in front of them: facing their death charge, the opponent had no impact at all.
, the entire army held their spears high, advancing like a wall step by step, uniformly, with an attitude of contempt for everything, an aura that regarded the enemy in front of them as ants...