Realm of Power

"Chief, the current situation no longer allows us any room for hesitation." Hahubi, the captain of the guard, pointed to the camp that was in complete chaos, and said eagerly, "The camp is in chaos. There are no clear orders issued anymore, and the clan leaders of each tribe are also They will be at a loss and fall into the trap of fighting on their own, which just gives the Imperial Central Army the opportunity to defeat each one. At present, there is only one thing we can do."

Hahubi's voice stopped, and he said with a heavy face, "Please ask the leader to give instructions to all the ministries to fight freely. This is better than being annihilated one by one."

"Instructions to fight freely." A black line rose from the corner of Solomon Dagon's eyebrows. On the grassland, he issued an order to fight freely. Basically, he said that the enemy's incoming force was too great and the camp had lost the ability to compete. Fight, if you can't win, just run for your lives. On the grassland, this kind of order is usually only given in critical moments when the tribe is being exterminated. No one will use it until the real critical moment.

Solomon Dagon knew that once this order was issued, the resistance of the entire camp would be instantly collapsed internally. Everyone could see that the enemy cavalry that came in surprise was not only powerful in combat, but also almost flawless in command and dispatch.

Each queue advanced one after another, like a tsunami and landslide. The forward line advanced so fast, as smooth as clouds and flowing water, that they could not resist, because once they encountered a place with fierce resistance, they would often quickly move around to the two wings to let the main force superimposed behind them. The cavalry, taking advantage of the local advantage of Mount Tai, broke away the blocking line in a very short period of time, and then the two wings that had just dispersed took the opportunity to quickly expand the attack area and tear apart the Eastern Army's defense from several directions.

To be able to train the cavalry to such a terrifying level, only the empire in the entire Ikadiva continent has such financial resources and manpower. The empire's training for cavalry is extremely strict. Most of the soldiers are excellent northerners, and there are even some prairie people.

Even the prairie people who have been living on horseback since they were three years old are only slightly better than the imperial cavalry in terms of riding skills, but when it comes to team coordination, they advance and retreat together. In real battle formations, the prairie cavalry who are accustomed to natural hunting methods are completely unable to keep up with the rigorously trained imperial cavalry.

Someone once said that the combat power of the imperial cavalry and the prairie cavalry is compared. The combat power of 5 imperial cavalry is only equal to the combat power of 3 prairie cavalry. But when this number is expanded to 20 people. The combat power of the imperial cavalry is equivalent to that of the same number of prairie cavalry. If the two sides encounter a squad with a base of hundreds, the combat power of the imperial cavalry can completely defeat the prairie cavalry.

Because beyond the 100-meter grassland bow range, the imperial cavalry's crossbows can severely damage the grassland cavalry.

In close combat, the protective power of the imperial cavalry, which has popularized body plate breastplates and chain armor on their limbs, makes the prairie cavalry, which is mainly equipped with light leather armor, so embarrassed that they want to be killed.

The scimitar of the steppe cavalry. Most of them are made by the blacksmiths of the clan, in terms of forging skills. That is to say, it can barely be called sharp. When such a scimitar is struck on the standard armor of the Imperial Cavalry, most of the force will be offset by the soft mail armor on the inner layer, resulting in a bloody opening. As long as If the mail armor is not cut off and the scimitar relies on its arc-cutting skills, it will be difficult to pose a fatal threat to the imperial cavalry.

The sharp swords of the Imperial Cavalry are different. Their swords are longer than scimitars, and the arc they wield is like lightning. They are made of the best craftsmen in the country and the best steel. After strict inspection, they are sharp. Abnormally, the knife can break bones, and can also easily break through the light leather armor of the prairie cavalry like cutting through pieces of paper.

Not to mention long-range arrow shooting, the grassland cavalry's bow is a cavalry compound bow that is convenient for rapid shooting. The emphasis is on fast shooting speed, but the penetration power is weakened.

When the imperial cavalry's assault crossbow was originally designed, it was mainly aimed at Ruidian's heavy cavalry. Therefore, although the rate of fire is not fast, it is very good to be able to shoot three arrows per minute, but its strong penetrating power is within fifty meters. It can penetrate most heavy armor types, and coupled with Mitsubishi's armor-breaking forging skills that spare no effort, even the Ruildian heavy cavalry wearing two layers of mail can hardly escape the dilemma of having their defenses broken within fifty meters.

In this comparison, facing the imperial cavalry with more powerful long-range capabilities and close combat protection capabilities, the only mobility advantage of the steppe cavalry will be gradually lost due to the increase in the number of soldiers on both sides. The cavalry he sent to stop him were beaten to pieces like this several times, leaving no room for resistance. Even though he had the numerical advantage, he was still being suppressed and beaten to the point of rage.

"Report, Xavier's tribe has been defeated, and the patriarch Xavier Pondo died in the battle.

"The Dominican army was defeated and asked for permission to retreat"

"The Hariya tribe was defeated, and the patriarch and his elders died in the battle."

During the hesitation, reports of the defeat of tribes came. For the first time, Solomon Dagon regretted the so-called bravery in combat that he looked down upon the most in the past. He could be like other grassland leaders, skilled with bows and horses, and charged forward. Now he At least I can go to the front line to stabilize the situation, but I I have been studying ancient poetry for six years in Palawan. If I want to write essays and have elegant poetry, I will definitely be at least ten steps ahead of other Dongting people. But when it comes to fighting, being able to draw a bow and arrow is already amazing, and even more so. Not to mention personally commanding the battle on the front line, the battle situation was in chaos and there was no way to clean it up.

The outer perimeter of the camp, which was blazing, had been completely destroyed by the Emperor. Countless tribesmen were squeezed in from the outer perimeter like a tide. The deafening sound of fighting was getting closer and closer. The roar of the imperial cavalry horses was accompanied by the increasingly clear sound of the earth shaking. The night was like hell. In desperation, Solomon Dagon gritted his teeth and ordered everyone to fight freely and flee for their lives.

"Woo woo" The desolate military horn resounded over the chaotic battle. The fat man standing in the distance watching the battle frowned slightly. He didn't know what this trombone sound meant, but he could see that as the trombone sounded, some of the Eastern Army tribes that were shaken by the impact had begun to flee in all directions.

The Emperor finally completely The Eastern Army camp, which was ten miles long, was completely penetrated. The Eastern Army camp of more than 100,000 people was completely pierced and fled in all directions. Countless black spots were scattered all over the surrounding grasslands. The various units began to withdraw from the battle area. They no longer tried to stop the emperor's vanguard as before, but scattered to both sides, revealing the central camp of the Eastern Army camp.

'Kill"

The imperial cavalry who received the fat man's order were like a fan that closed in the middle. The war horses galloped as if drinking blood, just like a huge stone thrown into a bathtub full of clear water, squeezing out countless splashes of water, which were red human blood and countless corpses. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets on Qidian. Mobile users please go to read