On the other side, in the Centaur camp, the leaders of the tribes were gathering together to discuss the sudden appearance of human reinforcements today.
"They were so scary. They just rushed over. Our team was immediately dispersed after contact." A soldier who was called to inquire about the situation trembled again when he recalled the situation at that time.
There is an adult horse standing in the highest position, named Oris, who is the khan of the largest horse tribe in the entire Ross continent. His bravery goes without saying. There are not only a thousand men, not to mention eight hundred, who challenge his position, but he
It is still a myth among the centaurs.
Different from the previous view that centaurs have no brains, Oris is a rare wise man. This is also an important reason why he has been the Khan for so many years.
At this moment, he was frowning as he watched the leaders from different tribes quarreling. Some of them advocated a head-on attack on the human army, while the other wanted to preserve their strength and avoid the edge for the time being, so the two started to argue.
Oris allowed them to make noise and just thought silently.
A few months ago, he received a letter asking for help from scattered tribes. The letter said that the human side provoked a war and sent hundreds of thousands of troops. Oris was keenly aware of something strange. Regarding the centaur tribe next door,
He is still very concerned about the human empire, the Byron Empire.
Although this empire seemed mysterious, Oris saw through the deep fog and sensed its huge ambition.
Oris has never reduced his exploration of human society. Although most humans have very bad relations with foreign races, there are always some people in this world who have no principles in front of shiny money. They steal business and insinuate others.
After inquiring about the rumors on the mainland, Oris, the Khan of the Centaur clan, saw the source of the turmoil and chaos in human society.
It's not that Oris doesn't want to lead the centaurs to fight for the rich land again, but he also deeply understands what a difficult situation the aliens are in today.
The orcs in the north seem to be very prosperous and powerful when they raid south every year, but that is indeed the reason why the orcs cannot survive in the bitter cold land of the far north. There are also the dwarves and the dwarves who have disappeared for more than three hundred years.
The goblins have not received any news from them so far, and they are not having a good time even if they think about it.
Since the centaurs were driven to the southeastern hilly areas by humans three hundred years ago, the population has plummeted and has only recovered to less than two million so far. What a gap is this? Just think about the standing army of the neighboring Byron Empire
It exceeds this number!
So Oris clearly understands that if you want to survive, you can't rely on just one or two alien races. If you want to start a war with humans again with just one or two alien races, it is tantamount to asking for death. Humanity's population advantage
It is so huge that even the combined population of all races in the Ross continent cannot compare with them!
The sudden action of the Byron Empire this time is really puzzling. The two tribes have been living in peace and harmony for so many years, and both sides are fully aware of the smuggling at the border in private. So why did they suddenly provoke this uncharacteristically?
What about the incident?
Oris suddenly had an idea. This idea was so absurd and ridiculous. But other than this reason, could it be the racial hatred from three hundred years ago? Don't be ridiculous! How is it possible? The two parties are not orcs from the north.
And the Bywaste Empire, that kind of war that lasted for three hundred years! The two sides that have not fought for more than three hundred years are just starting a war here for a fight that was not wrong by anyone three hundred years ago. Tell me, do you believe it?
What?
The thought that flashed through Oris's mind made the brave Khan see two different scenes of hell and heaven.
He shook his head and put this idea aside for the time being. No matter what the reason was, since the war had broken out, it could not end casually by one side.
War begins when you want it to, but does not end when you want it to end. This sentence well explains the embarrassment of the Byron Empire at this time.
No matter what the Byron Empire's idea was before launching the war, it seems now that they can only bite the bullet and continue, which is the same for both sides.
The two parties are about to start an unprecedented war even though neither of them is willing!
Oris said loudly to the people arguing in front of him: "Shut up. Now we are not arguing about what to do in the future, but we are discussing how to face the 400,000 human army in front of us."
Following Oris's words, everyone quieted down and waited for Khan's arrangements. Centaurs worship the strong. For them, Khan is the most powerful person in the entire tribe, and his words represent the will of the entire tribe.
!
"Have you found out? Are you really the vanguard of the human jihad?"
"Yes, Khan. The roaring golden lion painted on their military flag is the legendary vanguard army during the Jihad period." said the soldier who had been left out for most of the day.
A flash of light flashed in Oris's eyes. The vanguard army, the centaurs, or the human army that was talked about by the alien races in the entire Ross continent. This Khan knew it very well. His ancestors were driven to death by this army.
He went to the remote southeastern hills and lived a life struggling between life and death.
"Hmph, the vanguard army from three hundred years ago was such a big deal! I, Oris, want to see if they are really like their predecessors!"
Infected by the raging fighting spirit of the Great Khan, all the leaders present were as impulsive as chicken blood. Even those who advocated temporary shelter waved their arms and shouted loudly: "Fight! Fight! Fight!"
Relying on his reputation, Oris quickly arranged a battle plan. This time the human army has newly arrived and its morale is high. If the Centaur tribe wants to win, they can only defeat this proud Seventh Legion.
, is possible. Otherwise, once the human army breaks through the blockade, the centaurs and horses will have only one way to retreat to the east.
In the same way, if Derek's army wants to break out of the encirclement, they can only go head-on!
Both sides are in an unexpected war, ready to let go and fight to the death. The one who survives is the winner!
The next morning, the sound of horns for the gathering of human armies was heard in the distance. The centaur warriors walked out of their tents, picked up their weapons, and slowly gathered.
On the human side, Derek was dressed neatly and stood on the temporary commanding platform, looking at the soldiers of the 7th Legion neatly arrayed in formation.
These soldiers were uniformly equipped, and the golden lion battle flag flying in front of the formation glowed with a dazzling golden color under the rising sun in the early morning!
The soldiers looked proudly at the battle flag in front of them. It was the military flag that condensed this legion with a long and glorious history. This was a battle flag forged with the blood and souls of countless ancestors!
If the battle flag is not there, the spirit of the army will never be destroyed!
The soldiers carrying the battle flag are all selected from the elite. Their lives are already linked to it the moment they take over the battle flag. The people are there! The flag is there!
Derek took a deep breath of the cold air and nodded towards Halford.
Halford puffed out his chest, scanned the soldiers with a scrutinizing gaze, and then suddenly shouted in silence: "Seventh Legion! Advance!"
Following the order, the soldiers in phalanx one after another turned to the right and moved towards the east where the rising sun was rising!
In a relatively flat plain area, the human army and the army of men and horses gradually gathered.
The weather didn't seem to be very good, and even the sun couldn't bear to witness the upcoming war and hid in the clouds.
Halford, riding on his horse, looked at the army of men and horses gathered in the distance, and held the sword tightly in his hand. This was the sword handed to him by Marshal Derek before setting off. He looked at the hilt of the sword.
The emblem of his family, a mist flashed in Halford's eyes. This is his father's sword! It is the sharp sword that his father always wears! It will accompany him to the battlefield like his father!
"I, Halford Rebain, will never embarrass you! I will be worthy of the name Rebain! I will be worthy of this sword!"
Just as Halford was speaking, the Centaur army had already formed a standard crescent-shaped charge front, with its curves making many opponents tremble in fear!
"Hmph! Crescent Formation! Then let me break through you! Let me end the myth of the invincible charge of the centaurs!" Halford said coldly, and then ordered that the Seventh Legion also move away.
Crescent formation, using infantry and cavalry to counterattack, what a crazy decision! But no one questioned it, it seemed like it was natural!
The Seventh Legion quickly adjusted their formation, with spearmen in the front row and sword and shield soldiers in the back. The formation of spearmen consisted of fifty rows!
On both wings were cavalry units that swept the formation. The Seventh Army had more than 20,000 cavalry. Before yesterday, it had lost about a thousand.
Is it arrogance or reality to have an army of 100,000 to defeat an enemy nearly twice his size? Oris stood on a relatively higher hill, looking at the Seventh Army in front of him who also had a crescent front, and murmured to himself
Speaking.
After watching for a while, Oris issued a battle order. The army of 100,000 men began to advance slowly, and the Seventh Legion on the opposite side also advanced at the same time. The two sides slowly closed the distance.
Ten minutes later, the two sides were five miles apart.
Twenty minutes later, the distance between the two sides was only about 1,500 meters.
At this time, the centaur army began to accelerate slowly. When they reached one thousand meters, the forward soldiers had already increased their speed. The good endurance of the centaurs increased their charging distance to eight hundred meters!
After Halford saw the Centaur starting to speed up, he waved his right hand and shouted loudly: "Seventh Legion! Charge!"
"Seventh Legion! Charge!" Countless roars echoed across the sky.
Between the two torrents, who can survive to the end? The sky is gloomy, and it will probably rain soon. Does God want to use rain to wash away the sins of the world?
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