Realm of Power

"Move forward! All troops raise their shields and pay attention to the crossbow arrows in the air!"

Seeing a sudden burst of cold light from the Samoer army formation in the distance, Li Kuotai, who was leading the charge, shouted with all his strength and put a shield as big as a door panel on his head. The sudden cold light in the distance turned into a burst of black arrows. Rain fell from the sky, covering the heads of the Kugit light cavalry, and the sound of "ding-dong" shields was heard.

When the sound above his head subsided, Li Kuotai put down the big shield in his hand, looked around, and felt excited.

"The big shield of the general leader is indeed effective! As long as I dodge another round of crossbows, I can rush into the Samoer camp! When the time comes, I will definitely kill all the hateful Samoer people."

The violent rain of arrows just now, in addition to adding more than a dozen swinging arrowheads to the shield, only injured a hundred people on his side. Many injured Kujit light cavalry were not fatally injured, with wounds on their arms or thighs. The arrow was shot through, but he still followed the large army regardless of the bloodshed. The entire impact group was like a sharp arrow, shooting at the Samoer army formation at different times.

The first wave of Kukit attacks were getting closer and closer to the Samoer army formation. In just ten seconds, Li Kuotai had already led a large group of cavalry to rush into the 200-meter range. The sound caused the blood of Li Kuotai at the front to swell. Looking at the Satsuma crossbowmen not far away who were loading crossbows in a hurry, Li Kuotai raised his sword and shouted, "The God of the Prairie bless the real warriors! The whole army attacks!"

Li Kuotai knew that the Samoan army formation habitually placed the crossbowmen at the front of the square, followed by the heavy spearmen holding large shields, and finally the melee infantry at the end of the armor. When the crossbowmen finished shooting, they would Retreat into the military formation to reload the crossbow. There is a gap of more than ten seconds in between.

As long as he can rush to the Samoer army formation before the crossbows are reloaded, with the impact of the 5,000 elite sword cavalry behind him, he will definitely disrupt the Samoer people's tight formation, and then the left guard king who follows will The main force will be like an eagle catching a tortoise, crushing the tortoise shell of Satsuma.

Crolisat, who was leading the left army, looked at the approaching left guard cavalry with a gloomy and terrifying expression. He did not expect that the Kugits, who had never even bothered to hold a shield, would actually think of such a move this time. The situation forced Croissant to issue a signal of "Emergency change of formations!" while asking for help from the Chinese army.

The distance of 200 meters was reached in a blink of an eye. The attacking left guard cavalry group was like a wall pressing over them. The wind and sand pressing in their faces made it almost impossible for the crossbowmen to open their eyes. The ground was shaking under the horses' hooves. The front crossbowmen had already appeared. He panicked and began to retreat quickly, revealing the serious-faced spearman behind him.

Li Kuotai, who was rushing in front, suddenly noticed that the Samoers who had been lined up in a linear line just now scattered to both sides. Like broken wooden bars, the entire queue was disconnected from the middle and wrapped around each other like magic. A compact circular square array with countless gleaming spears protruding from the array. The entire circular square array looks like a huge black hedgehog.

This is an emergency method summed up by the Samor people to fight against the cavalry. If there is no time to form a formation, the best way is to get the entire squadron close, raise the spears in their hands, and surround the crossbowmen in the middle, forming a formation full of spikes. The ring made the enemy's cavalry inevitably hit the spears no matter which direction they attacked.

"Papa!" Two huge forces collided together. Blood splashed in the broken spears and the screams of the war horses. The first circular square formation was smashed to pieces by the sharp left guard cavalry without any suspense. The broken spears Still attached to the horse of the left guard cavalry, the spearman was knocked out covered in blood. The heavy infantry at the rear began to press on. Limbs were flying in the chaotic formation, and the screams of death from both sides resounded in the sky.

The scimitar in the hand of Qianqi Commander Li Kuotai was like snowflakes flying up and down. In just a few seconds, he had killed three spearmen. The Samoers from all directions were still rushing up like crazy, reloading their weapons. The infantry and spearmen were crowded together, forcing the running horses to slow down. This gave the Samoan army formation, which had begun to waver, a chance to readjust.

"Don't get tangled up with enemy infantry! Don't give their crossbowmen time to reload!"

Li Kuotai held a thrust spear in his hand, waved his sword and chopped off the spear hand to the ground. Blood splashed on his face. He saw that the left guard cavalry following behind him had been strangled with the nearby Samoer people, and he was angry. shouted, but the spearmen around were squeezing each other and blocking the passage in front with their bodies. If one fell, another one would take over. Their blood-red eyes revealed an unyielding will.

"What's wrong with these spearmen? Why so crazy!"

Li Kuotai, who had experienced hundreds of battles, was also frightened by the dense crowd of spearmen in front of him, blocking the horses with their bodies. He didn't know why these Samoers were so crazy. According to the original idea, the Samoer soldiers were mainly peasant soldiers. It should have collapsed long ago, but the tragic scene in front of him told him that no, this team of Samoer spearmen was using their bodies to buy time for the crossbowmen to reload.

Li Kuotai could already see the empty ground exposed not far away. The thick Samor left wing was about to be penetrated. Now he was using his last will to resist.

"Charge over! Charge over!"

Li Kuotai screamed anxiously, and suddenly the war horse under his crotch let out a long and shrill neigh, and the running horse's hooves suddenly stopped,

"Thorn of the North Wind!" With an exhausted scream, a spearman who fell to the ground stabbed the half-handled spear into the abdomen of Li Kuotai's war horse. The painful war horse raised its hooves, The falling horse hoofs trampled on the spearman's chest. The spearman's chest was crushed, and blood flowed from his eyes and ears.

"Damn Yankees!"

Li Kuotai's face darkened. This familiar slogan reminded Li Kuotai of the Kingdom of Wikiya army he met in the north. Those cowardly Wikiya spearmen shouted like this.

"It turns out that these spearmen are all Yankees who were slaughtered by me!"

Several rays of cold light flashed across Li Kuotai's eyes. The two left guard cavalrymen guarding behind him screamed and fell down with several white arrowheads stuck in their chests. This made Li Kuotai feel nervous. What he feared most was finally over. Coming

"No, everyone, pay attention to the crossbow"

Before Li Kuotai finished speaking, countless arrowheads shot out from the surrounding hedgehog-like military formations, like bees emerging from a hive.

The desperate resistance of the spearmen bought time for the crossbowmen. The powerful crossbows at close range easily shot through the leather armor of the swarming left guard cavalry. Thousands of brave left guard cavalry looked at it in disbelief. The white arrowheads swayed and fell, causing the originally dominant left guard cavalry to slow down and reveal a large vacancy.

The Samoer heavy infantry that surged up from behind once again closed the gap that had just been opened. Only more than 300 cavalry were left behind Li Kuotai.

"It's over!"

Li Kuotai looked at the increasingly smaller gap, his heart felt cold.

It was almost, if it weren't for that damn northern spearman, he had already led the left guard cavalry to break through the left wing of the Samor people. The following large group of cavalry was about to overwhelm the Samor army formation, but the damn crossbow arrows blocked the path of the following cavalry. , cutting Li Kuotai and the large army behind him into two pieces,

In the distance, a Samoan army of several thousand people has broken away from the Chinese army's main formation and is rushing towards the left flank.

"Let Likutai come back! He has tried his best, but it is a pity that the grassland god did not stand with us Kujit people today!"

The leader of the left guard, Hasakti, let out a long sigh. He was almost defeated. Li Kuotai was almost able to defeat the enemy's left wing, and then surrounded the enemy's central army from the side. Unfortunately, on the battlefield, almost was synonymous with failure.

The Samoan Army on the opposite side began to move forward slowly. It was obvious that they were no longer worried about the threat from the left wing. The real decisive battle had only begun now.

"Let us put an end to it today, the poor Kugits." The fat man rode on his horse and looked at the main force of the left guard cavalry on the plain in the distance, who was waiting solemnly.