Medieval White Elf Story

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As the first line of defense collapsed, the homeless people crowded through the gap opened by their teammates in front and rushed towards Bain's army's second line of defense.

Seeing thousands of enemies pouring in along with the fleeing teammates in the front, panic began to spread in the second line of defense. Many soldiers ignored the orders of their captains, turned around and tried to escape.

Baron Artus and several retinues had arrived at the defense line and chopped down the two deserters to the ground. When they saw the heads of their companions flying out, the surrounding deserters stopped in fear.

"Escapers will only die." Baron Artus waved his blood-stained sword and shouted fiercely at the soldiers. "Show courage and let the people be proud of your persistence."

"For the count's honor"

The captains who reacted also shouted slogans and began to restrain the panic of their subordinates.

"Raise your shield and prepare to fight"

"If you don't want to die, you have to fight off the enemy."

"Those who run away from battle will die."

Under the threat of death, the soldiers had to stay put as ordered.

Soon, the homeless people rushed to the second line of defense and had to repeat the previous fierce struggle again.

The soldiers on the defense line mechanically raised their shields and thrust out their spears at the same time, pulled them out, and thrust them out again.

The homeless people used their weapons in vain to block the forest of piercing spears, and while wailing, their lives were being harvested in patches.Every time the spears in the hands of the soldiers stabbed out, blood would spurt out from the bodies, staining the originally dry ground under their feet with dark red mud.

After finally opening the first opening, they ran into an equally strong second layer of defense. The Rangers' offensive was once again delayed. As the soldiers began to fight with swords, their casualties would continue to soar.

Ge Wen's heart was bleeding. The opponent's combat effectiveness and resilience far exceeded his cognitive ability. He had to invest most of his troops just to break through one line of defense, and the opponent had two such lines of defense.

The last time he fought against the homeless, he suffered more than 2000 casualties, which already left him with lingering fears. Based on the current battle situation, the number of casualties this time will probably quadruple, which will definitely make him feel exhausted.

The best choice now is to continue to increase the pressure, put all the troops up, completely penetrate the enemy's middle line of defense, and use huge casualties to force the enemy to completely collapse. Only then can we win the final victory.

He knew that he had made a huge mistake and made a hasty decision to fight without understanding the opponent's strength.He originally thought that the opponent only had a few hundred mercenaries as its core force, and the rest were just fish. Now he found that those strangely dressed fish-belly troops were not weak at all, turning the simple battle he expected into a brutal duel between the main forces.

Seeing that the opponent still had hundreds of men and horses who had not yet entered the battle, Ge Wen hesitated again and again and did not dare to order the entire army to attack. If the remaining thousands of men also entered the battlefield but could not break through the defense line, he would lose this battle. Lost everything.

But if he continues to sit back and watch the offensive ahead being stopped and his subordinates being massacred in droves, his morale will eventually collapse. Even if he tries to rely on investing thousands of people, it will be useless.

Ge Wen couldn't even imagine what kind of fate he would face when he returned if he lost this battle.

Even if he could suppress his subordinates who suffered heavy casualties and not settle his command responsibilities after the war, Herson would not let him go.Even if he spends all his wealth as a bribe, no one dares to say anything good for him.

Ge Wen, who was gritting his teeth, had a gloomy expression on his face. He hesitated over and over again. When he finally made up his mind and prepared to send more troops into the battle, he suddenly discovered that the opponent had made a new move.

The banner of the commander of the Bain family, who had also been staying in the safe area behind to watch and command the battle, began to move, and Flynn was preparing to go into battle himself.

The only cavalry unit composed of more than 20 warriors and retinues bypassed the frontal battlefield where most of the troops from both sides were concentrated. They went crazy and rushed directly towards Ge Wen's position.

Ge Wen, who was originally worried about how to bypass the enemy on the frontal battlefield, was overjoyed to reenact the scene where Svolki turned defeat into victory. No matter whether the opponent was crazy or not, since he took the initiative to send him to his door, if he didn't seize this god-given opportunity quickly, he would He has really become a trash can that everyone laughs at.

As the order was issued, the last five square formations of homeless people began to move. Regardless of the casualties on the frontal battlefield, as long as the Bain family cavalry was stopped and the enemy's commander was captured or killed, victory would once again be achieved. fell into the hands of Ge Wen.

Flynn gave the order to personally lead the attack when the Rangers began to attack the second line of defense.

Both Leroy and Baron Hayden were stunned for a long time before they understood what Flynn said, and they all thought that their young master had been kicked in the head by a donkey.

The frontal battlefield was inextricably linked to the killing. He, the commander-in-chief, actually had to lead dozens of people to where the enemy commander was to play king versus king. No matter how mentally retarded he was, he couldn't be this disabled.

Before they could persuade them, Flynn had categorically ordered, "Follow my orders. The enemy may invest the remaining troops at any time, which will put our troops under tremendous pressure. Once all three frontal phalanxes are breached, , we will lose. I must use myself as a bait to contain their remaining effective forces and buy time for the infantry to stabilize their position."

"I'll go out and lure the enemy for you." After reacting, Baron Hayden immediately stepped forward. Even if he was used as a bait, he couldn't let his young master take this risk.

"The battle requires you to stay and take command on my behalf. If I don't go out personally, the enemy may not be fooled." Flynn had already thought clearly. "Since we need to mobilize the enemy, we can't do it without putting in enough bait. We are on horseback, and they are all infantry. As long as we are careful to keep a distance, they will not be surrounded."

Stopping his subordinates from trying to persuade him, Flynn got on his horse and told Baron Hayden, "After we mobilize the enemy's remaining phalanxes, you can put the reserve team into the battlefield and try not to let it go." The enemy has a chance to break through the second line of defense, otherwise it will be difficult to maintain morale. I will try to buy enough time for you to hold your position and defeat the enemy. By then, victory will be ours."

Asking his followers to hold high the banner representing his identity as heir and coach of the Bain family, Flynn clamped his legs under the horse's belly and took the lead to rush out. More than 20 warriors and followers followed Flynn. They will be responsible for protecting Flynn's safety.

In one breath, he bypassed the indistinguishable middle area where the fierce battle was taking place. Seeing the homeless people swarming towards him, Flynn reined in his horse and shouted to the followers behind him, "Follow my speed, whoever doesn't Be careful if you fall behind and get caught, I won't pay him a dime of ransom." Medieval White Elf Story