Standing on the hillside and looking down, on the flat land about one or two kilometers wide from the top of the mountain here to the top of the mountain in the south, thousands of soldiers are fighting against each other.
The swords in their hands gleamed coldly in the fire, and every time they rose or fell, they brought with them a rain of blood. The blood gathered on the ground like rain, and the broken limbs and arms were constantly thrown into the air.
The soldiers in front fell, and the soldiers behind them filled in. There were more and more corpses on the ground, and weapons, dead horses and flags were scattered everywhere.
However, more soldiers are constantly being thrown into the battlefield.
They rushed out from their respective formations in waves, shouting wildly and running across the uneven land. They jumped over the corpses scattered here and there, trampled on the blood on the ground, and rushed into each other like two piles of spilled beans.
arrays, fighting with swords as they staggered each other.
A Saint Solan soldier held a shield and thrust his sword into the chest of a Phillie soldier. When blood suddenly spurted onto his body with the long sword he drew, an overwhelming rain of arrows suddenly fell from the sky.
Caught off guard, he and his two companions turned into hedgehogs.
When these soldiers fell into the blood with their eyes open in anger, not far away, a Feilian Ax warrior split the shield of a Thoran warrior with an axe, splitting him in half with his shield.
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However, before the ferocious smile on warrior Philip's face could bloom, his head was cut into the sky with a long sword by a Thoran knight who rode past him.
The same scene occurs in every corner of the battlefield.
The infantry were killing each other, and the cavalry were charging on horseback. Everyone became irrational beasts at this moment. They knew nothing except attacking each other with red eyes.
The screams, the clash of swords, and the mournful neigh of the fallen horse were mixed together, and the whole world was just a hellish scene.
Standing on the hillside, both Roy and the others in the team were completely shocked by the scene in front of them. Everyone held their breath and their minds went blank.
This is war!
In the face of this horrific scene, any imagination is pale.
Only when you see it with your own eyes can you understand how bloody and cruel this ferocious beast is, how low life, dignity, wealth and everything you cherish are in front of it, and how much it has brought to this land and this era.
What a serious disaster it was.
"Quick! Keep up!"
Following the roar of a squadron leader in front, the mercenaries lined up and were taken to the main square formation.
The main formation of Solan's army is on the hillside. There are cavalry on the left and right wings, and infantry in the middle.
The archer team in front was launching arrow attacks at the enemy further away. Countless sharp arrows were thrown into the sky amidst the continuous sound of bowstrings, crossing the ongoing fighting area and falling towards the rear of the enemy formation.
Groups of warriors moved forward according to the herald's flag. When it was their turn to attack, they drew their swords and held shields. Amid the roars of the leading officers or knights, they flew through the gaps in the array of archers in front.
Swarming towards the battlefield.
The cavalry on both wings barely moved.
Obviously, the battle has not yet reached the point where cavalry is needed.
However, whenever there is a crisis in the frontline team, the cavalry will dispatch a squad or a squadron to help stabilize the position and charge for a while.
Judging from the battle situation, the situation is obviously somewhat unfavorable to Saint Solan. The tide of Fei Lie's army continues to surge forward, while Saint Solan's army is retreating step by step. Roy knows that this is not a deliberate show of weakness. Instead, it is devoted to the battlefield.
The troops in the battle were unable to sustain themselves in the face of the enemy's powerful attack power.
Among the three major empires of mankind, the Saint Solan Empire has the weakest military strength. Whether it is the number of troops, combat effectiveness, training, equipment, or top knights, it is far inferior to the Pompeii Empire and the Philip Empire.
Just like now, there is an extremely sharp contrast between the two armies.
The soldiers of the Fei Lie Empire all wore neat leather armor, held the same standard shields and weapons, and wore cloth coats with the red and white coat of arms of the Fei Lie Empire. Even the cavalry's horse armor and horse accessories were exactly the same.
Thousands of people look like one person.
The troops who went into battle marched forward in neat steps and with murderous intent. The cooperation between individuals and the changes in formation were skillful and tacit. The troops who did not go into battle stood quietly on the opposite hillside, motionless like a straight pine forest.
But the Lulian Legion is completely the opposite.
The soldiers fighting in the front basically had no formations, and the cooperation between them was still the usual swarming of the mercenaries. The main formation at the back was also in a mess. The hundreds of regular troops around the Central Commander's Flag were relatively good, while the other troops were scattered here and there.
, scattered on the hillside like patches on clothes.
Among the soldiers were regular soldiers wearing standard armor, farmers with just a few iron sheets tied to their cloth clothes, nobles in gorgeous clothes, mercenaries wearing various kinds of leather armor, iron armor or chain mail, and even a few mercenaries.
This guy is wearing old-fashioned heavy armor.
"Quick, quick! Check weapons and prepare to fight!"
As soon as they entered the queue, the roars of the officers rang out all around. The heralds galloped back and forth in the queue like the wind, constantly waving the flags in their hands.
"Look, they are all rioters." Little Watermelon panted and looked around.
"Let's fight as the main force. Who came up with this stupid idea?" Da Xia arranged his weapons and put the quiver in the most convenient place.
"Where did those guys from the front camp go? I didn't see any of them." Daozi narrowed his eyes slightly and pulled out his long sword.
"What are you afraid of? We only have the forwards of the Feili people in front of us. We are afraid that we can't beat fifteen thousand against five thousand." Greyhound held a cleaver, licked his tongue, turned his head and looked at the two wings of the main formation indifferently and said, "
You see, all the Bavarian Knights are here."
Everyone looked around and talked about it.
Many soldiers looked excited when they saw the solemn Bavarian Knights on both sides. Although everyone did not quite understand the situation. However, being able to fight side by side with the prestigious Bavarian Knights was something they would never dare to think about.
pleasure.
"It's Knight Fano." A mercenary pointed at the commander's flag and shouted.
The soldiers of the Wuhe Army turned their heads to look.
In the center near the top of the slope, more than twenty knights and several nobles surrounded a middle-aged man wearing silver armor.
This is Knight Fano, a third-level general under Grand Duke Lulian. He is the commander of the Munich City Guard and a general under Grand Duke Lulian.
"Ho ho!" With Fano's appearance, the morale of the main formation suddenly rose.
Roy did not shout along with everyone. He observed the battlefield, full of doubts.
On the face of it, this was a Philistine raid.
The positions of the warring parties at this moment, as well as the earthen stoves, pots and pans, tents and clothing that could be seen everywhere on the battlefield, all showed this message to the ragtag army that had just arrived on the battlefield.
But upon closer inspection, Roy discovered that there were also traces of battle on the opposite side of the Fei Lie Empire's main formation.
The dead horses, corpses of soldiers, flags and weapons along the way, although inconspicuous against the cover of night and the blood and fire of the central battle group, are real.
In other words, the battle does not start from here.
Recalling the previous signs of abnormal troop movements, an idea that was not yet clear flashed through Roy's mind.
However, before he could figure it out, Fanuo, who was under Shuai's banner, had already drawn his sword and swung it forward.
"Long live the Saint Solan Empire!"
Following Fano's roar, twelve trombonists under the commander's banner blew the loud and powerful horns.
General attack! The entire main formation is boiling!
"superior!"
"Attack!"
The officers' roars arose one after another amid the "Long Live" that resounded through the sky.
As the archer troops quickly dispersed to the two wings, thousands of Solan soldiers swarmed down the hillside and rushed towards the Fei Lie Imperial Army.
No one could sail against the current in this rolling torrent. Roy could only follow the large army and rush down the hillside, run across the plain, step over corpses, and run forward as hard as he could.
"Follow me!" Seeing that the enemy was getting closer and closer, Old Bear sternly called to Roy and Little Watermelon.
The knife, prawn, red wine and greyhound beside them also consciously formed a semicircle, surrounding the two youngest guys in the team.
"Little Watermelon, don't rush in." Knife warned Little Watermelon, then turned to look at Roy contemptuously, and gave him a nickname casually, "And you, little rookie."
"Okay!!" Xiao Xigua said seriously.
"Oh." Roy was honest and confused.
At the same time that Saint Solan's army launched a general attack, Fei Lie's army also quickly issued an order for a general attack. Viewed from a high altitude, soldiers from both sides rushed down the hillside like an avalanche, running closer and closer, and finally met in the center of the battlefield.
"kill!"
Amidst the shouts of killing that resounded through the sky, the old bear in front of Roy suddenly aroused his fighting spirit and slashed down a Fei Lie soldier with his sword while running quickly. At the same time, the bowstring of the long bow in the prawn's hand suddenly sounded, and an arrow
Accurately inserted into the throat of a Philip soldier.
When the Fei Lie soldier fell down clutching his throat, Knife, Red Wine, Greyhound and others had already rushed forward to meet the enemy.
"Poof!" The long sword in Daozi's hand was as fast as lightning. After exchanging two blows with the oncoming Fei Lie soldier, he stabbed the opponent's abdomen with his backhand sword.
Hongjiu and Greyhound, who were taking a more aggressive approach, fought side by side, slashing and killing, and in an instant they cut down their opponents.
More wanderers passed by the team and jumped into the formation of the Feili people.
The entire battle group was in chaos.
I don't know how long the battle lasted in the darkness. As the two sides wedged themselves into each other's formations, the battle became more and more intense. Looking up, I could see nothing except fighting groups one by one.
In order not to get lost in this chaotic battlefield, everyone could only maintain the squad formation tightly. As for the squadron and the centurion, they had completely dispersed and were no longer organized. Only occasionally could you see a few soldiers from the same group appearing around, and in the blink of an eye, they were again
Overwhelmed and blocked by the crowd.
Because the personal combat effectiveness of the mercenaries is much higher than that of ordinary Fei Lie soldiers. In addition, the battlefield is close to Solan's main formation. Therefore, at the beginning of the battle between the two sides, the rabble-rous army slaughtered Fei Lie in one go.
The army retreated hundreds of meters, with a powerful posture that could destroy everything.
As for Roy's team, as the formation pressed forward, they gradually penetrated deeper into Fei Lie's formation.
"Haha!" Greyhound was eager to kill, strode forward, and swung the sword of a Fei Lie soldier away with two flicks of his sword. He took two steps and reached behind the soldier, and wiped him away with one blow.
The neck, "Fei Lie is not that powerful, he is the third one!"
"Be careful!" As soon as Greyhound finished speaking, Lao Xiong Daozi and others next to him burst out in surprise at the same time.
The Greyhound standing out of the formation suddenly looked back, and saw a Felie Knight with a battle ring under his feet. He had already rushed in front of him like a tiger, and slashed down with his long sword.
Seeing that Greyhound was about to die on the spot, suddenly, two figures jumped out from the formation. The black figure on the left blocked the long sword in Knight Fei Lie's hand with an axe. The black figure on the right inspired a battle ring,
The slanting long sword pierced the throat of Knight Fei Lie with its sword light.
"Little rookie!"
"Little watermelon!"
Everyone looked at the two boys who were surrounded by them in stunned silence. No one expected that it was these two guys who saved Greyhound.
No one would have thought that Little Watermelon was actually a knight whose strength was not weaker than that of Old Bear.
Before everyone could recover, Roy jumped up and slashed straight into the head of a Fei Lie soldier next to him.
As soon as the Fei Lie soldier raised his shield in shock, Little Watermelon's insidious sword cut through the lower edge of the shield, slicing open his lower abdomen.
The next second, Little Watermelon's sword shook out a sword flower with flashing blue light, forcing back two Fei Lie soldiers who were trying to rush over. Roy, who passed by him, took the opportunity to use the axe's armor-piercing cone.
It hit the vest of the soldier on the left.
The two boys cooperated with each other tacitly to make insidious moves.
In the blink of an eye, three people were killed in a row!