Realm of Power

"Damn it! I'm not scared!" Saturk was angered by this provocative arrow and threw his helmet to the ground angrily, not even asking for his shield! He directly picked up a knight's sword and rushed up. "Whoosh!" Another arrow was shot from the top of the mountain. Saduk's tall body seemed to be hit and fell into the nearby grass.

"The leader of the Satuk Banner is dead!" the nearby Tiger Tooth Shield warrior shouted with a hesitant expression, but a figure climbed up from the grass with difficulty again! It was Saduk who everyone thought was dead. A long arrow shot into his shoulder and out of his back. The blood stained his left arm. The pain caused him to crack his teeth. His right hand supported the knight's sword. Standing upright with a swaying body, he shouted with all his strength without caring about the rain of arrows falling from the top of the mountain.

"Brothers, have you seen that I, Satuke, will not fall so easily? Come on, whoever rushes to the top of the mountain first, I will make him the captain of the Huya Flag Regiment!"

Seeing how brave the flag leader was, the other tiger-tooth shield warriors who had stopped to move forward shouted out one after another, braving the long arrows pouring down from their heads, they rushed up like crazy, falling down one after another, and filling up one after another. On, at this moment, the God of Death also looked sideways at these brave warriors

"Fifteenth!" Xustai breathed out. He felt his arms were numb from the long drawing of the bow. The bowstring in his hand trembled slightly. A shield warrior who was about to rush to the top of the mountain held his hands. From the mountainside to the top of the mountain, there were more than two thousand corpses with arrowheads stuck in them. The blood flowing out muddy the mountain path at the foot, but the enemies were still like ants, densely surging on the mountain path. Human lives were at stake here. A moment is just a number representing casualties.

Although more than half of the Huya Heavy Flag Regiment fell, they had already advanced nearly a hundred meters to the top of the mountain. The density of arrowheads of the barbarian archers on the top of the mountain was no longer as good as before, and there were many fluttering and feeble arrowheads mixed in. This was completely correct. The heavily armored Tiger Tooth Shield warriors were no threat. If they weren't concerned about the top of the mountain, the five hundred longbowmen who were good at precise blocking would have already rushed to the top of the mountain and started killing.

"Captain Xastai, let's withdraw. If this continues, everyone will die here!"

The voice of a barbarian long archer was filled with tears. Although the enemy paid a heavy price, more than 400 Ciwa people fell. The enemy's archers had already rushed into the 100, with the help of layers of cover from the heavy shield warriors. Within a meter range, he kept attacking the mountain with arrows. The long archers on the slope looked at their unprotected compatriots lying in a pool of blood. The eyes of these barbarian long archers were all red, but fatigue came over them like a tide. Their whole bodies ached unbearably, and their shooting speed and accuracy became worse and worse. , completely supported by willpower.

Archers are also people of flesh and blood. Drawing a bow and shooting an arrow is a physical job that requires willpower. Continuously drawing the bow and shooting at a rapid rate will cause the archer's fingers to be cut and his body to lose strength. This is especially true for longbowmen, who have strong arm strength. The attack power is stronger than that of ordinary archers, but the shock damage received is also greater.

Nearly three hours of constant bow-drawing and shooting have pushed the longbowmen to their limit. Most of the longbowmen's shots are no longer accurate. The fingers that pull the bow strings have a few bloody holes. They can only rely on a small number of accurate shots. Hold the last line of defense with sniper fire.

On the mountain road where the corpses were piled up, an enemy's lightly-armed buckler infantry squadron had taken advantage of the situation to cover them up, like a large spread net. The enemy's archers also rushed up, shooting from behind the shield warriors with the long archers on the top of the mountain. , people kept falling under the arrows on both sides, and the tired longbowmen were completely suppressed by the enemy archers who had the advantage in numbers.

"Order the Chiheli Banner Regiment to attack with all strength. No matter how many people die, we must occupy this mountain forest at noon today!"

Helisatus looked at the increasingly weak counterattacks on the top of the mountain, and issued the final assault order, pressing the last flag regiment of the legion up. Although the piles of corpses on the mountain road were shocking, Helisatus knew that as long as he could break through this The mountainous area is a vast plain, and he is the biggest contributor to this raid.

"Let everyone evacuate to Fortress Dato!" Kesaste looked at the sun in the sky with a complex expression. From early morning to noon, he led the 2,500 longbowmen to block the attack for nearly three hours, not to mention ordinary longbowmen. , even Kesaste felt his arms were sore and swollen. Three hours should be enough for the Samoer defenders behind him to prepare for all defenses.

"Send a wildfire signal! Inform the Sabis Brigade stationed at Dato Fortress that Taku Pass has been captured!"

"Captain Wei Dule, the barbarian long archers have withdrawn!"

The new recruit Mossado looked around with hesitant eyes, and found that the barbarian long archers on the top of the mountain disappeared like a tide. There were thick piles of corpses on the mountain road, and blood dyed half of the hillside red. Groups of round shields of the Tiger Legion The light infantry searched the bushes on the top of the mountain in a fan shape and cleared a path through the dense mountain forest. The nearest infantryman with a round shield was only more than 20 meters away from him. He quickly pushed the guard who was pretending to be dead on the same side with his hand. Dole

"What should we do? What would happen to us if the Legion knew that a few of us were on the top of the mountain but did not participate in the battle?"

"What else can you do? Catch 84, you know it!" Wei Dule turned his body and responded angrily. After hearing Wei Dule's answer, Mossado's face turned pale.

"If you don't fight in the face of the enemy, you will be punished as a deserter!" Sophie Mocha cursed helplessly, "I hate military regulations!"

"Haha, let's think about what to do!" Wei Dule turned over, staring at the buckler soldiers who were getting closer and closer, and waved to the deputy captain Sophie Momocha beside him.

"Hurry up, get your anesthetic arrow! It's the one with the fake death drug. Don't look at me with an innocent look. I know you have it. A woman like you must have that thing. Not a Yin person. What are you best at?"

"Damn old man! You are slandering! I am a high-level thorn hunter, how could I use such a shameless thing!" Sophie Momocha rolled her eyes indignantly, turned away and tried to continue to pretend to be dead, but was restrained by Weidu He pushed her anxiously and scolded her in a low voice.

"Hurry up, okay? How long have you been pretending? If those nobles find us standing idly by on the top of the mountain, they will definitely treat us all as deserters and execute us!"

"It's none of my business!, I'm just a scout, fighting should be the business of those soldiers!" Sophie Mocha complained in a low voice, and her white and delicate hands explored the snow-white and attractive thighs for a while, attracting two recruits. Swallowing fiercely, he saw Sophie Mocha take out a short-feathered arrow with the arrowhead wrapped in sheepskin, and handed it to Wei Dule angrily.

"Old man, here you go! Pay attention to the arrow. The anesthetic on it will make even a big bear fall asleep immediately!"

"Haha! Don't worry, I, Wei Dule, have never made a mistake!" Wei Dule carefully untied the sheepskin, revealing a slightly blue arrow. His left arm paused slightly, and a blue shadow shot against the turf into the feet of the buckler soldier. Since his right hand was disabled, Wei Dule spent all his time on his left hand, and finally developed a precise left-handed flying knife.

"What's going on?"

Seeing the buckler soldier's body suddenly froze, and fell limply in the grass without a word, the recruit Mossado looked around in surprise for the reason, but saw Weidule next to him bouncing up like a fish, while moving towards the agile lynx He ran toward the woods on the right side of the hillside, shouting in a low voice, "If you don't want to be executed, run right away! We'll see you at the bottom of the mountain."

"Damn old man!" Sophie Mocha cursed angrily. What just happened was too fast. The dense bushes around her blocked Sophie's sight. She didn't react until she saw the buckler soldier fall, so she didn't dare to delay. Following Wei Dule's example, he ran hard towards the dense woods on the right. At this time, he heard a loud shout from behind. It was obvious that the soldiers searching the mountain to clear the road had discovered the four deserters.

"Catch them! Catch them!" The frightened four people ran even more happily. They only heard the sound of "swish" breaking through the air behind them, and several arrowheads were nailed to the elm tree pole next to them with a whistling sound.