Realm of Power

Hundreds of large barriers arranged with trees were placed at the front of the advancing queue by the Zhiva Cheze people. This method had been used once in the Tutalens Fortress. This time Tirango put Olemte's This method was directly said to be an idea of ​​his own, and it was approved by Dardanirh, and hundreds of big blocks were completed. Pressing up like a wall, the first wave of long-range projectiles from the Satsuma crossbowmen mostly hit the big shield. Only a few dozen people were hit by the arrowheads falling from the air. They saw the crossbows being restrained by the enemy. , there was a hint of hesitation on the faces of the Samoer soldiers, and there was a slight commotion in the solemn front-line military formation.

"Damn it! I didn't expect the Zhiva Cheze people to come up with this trick!" The fat man clenched his fingers, formed the character "Sichuan" on his forehead, and ordered to the messengers around him, "The first line of crossbowmen retreated, and the second line of spearmen moved forward!"

The Samoan bugle sounded, and groups of Samoan heavy infantrymen holding heavy spears crossed the crossbowmen and formed a formation on the hill. As the distance progressed, the figures of the spearmen of the Zhiva chariot also disappeared from the sky. The back of the shield is revealed,

There is a hundred-man team under each baffle. The heads are densely packed like ants. The sound of heavy breathing can be heard from a hundred meters away. The first wave of at least 30 square teams rushed up, like a giant wave. The waves that arose hit hard in front of the Samoer spear array.

"Gah, chou" there was a dense sound of clashing spears in front of the military formation, and blood shot out from the bodies of both sides. The first wave to rush up was the lightly-armed spearmen from Zhiva Cheze, wearing simple leather armor. The spears in their hands were also made of wood and covered with iron thorns. They were obviously the cannon fodder troops of Riva Cheze. With their dense numerical advantage, the Riva Cheze spearmen were evenly matched with the Samoer spearmen for a while.

When the two sides were entangled, a strange long weapon suddenly stretched out from behind the Samoer heavy spearman. The front end looked like a spear, but the front end also extended a half-foot-long blade horizontally. I saw this weird spear facing the enemy. Driving a Japanese car The queue of people rowed wildly, and the people in the Zhiva car were caught off guard by the strange horizontal spearmen. They saw blood spattering and screams one after another. The spearmen of the Zhiva car all fell down, frightening the others. They retreated one after another,

The Zhiva Cheze people in the first wave of the offensive were frightened by this strange weapon, leaving behind hundreds of corpses and injured soldiers screaming in pain. They retreated in panic. Only then did they notice that Behind the Satsuma spearmen stood a row of heavy infantrymen holding strange five-meter spears.

It turns out that this kind of horizontal spear is the latest weapon used by Fat Man to equip heavy infantry. It is modified according to the style of the ancient Chinese Spring and Autumn Changge. The spear handle is five meters long, the front thorn is as sharp as a spear, and the lower end has a one-foot sharp horizontal hook. It is specially arranged on The back end of the queue of three-meter spearmen,

When the two armies are entangled, they suddenly rush out. With the advantage of length, they can penetrate directly into the enemy's formation. They can stab forward or crosswise, specializing in breaking the enemy's spear array. They can also strike downward with a half-foot horizontal long blade to attack hidden in the shield. If the enemy behind is against the enemy knight, he can also hook the horse's legs, which is a very practical multi-functional attack weapon.

It's a pity that the fat man only brought a thousand horizontal spearmen this time. Otherwise, the first wave of attacks by the Zhiva Cheze people would have definitely wiped out the entire army. Before the Samoan spearmen here could catch their breath, the second wave of Zhiva Cheze people had already surged up, and more than ten baffles came up again. This time, elite shield infantry appeared behind the baffles. Thick spears and shields collided with each other, heads crowded together,

The shield infantry lined up in a thick queue, holding high their siege shields, and pushed forward in unison, like layers of waves crashing on the Samoan army formation. "Crashing" spears were inserted through the gaps in the shields, and the spears were pushed horizontally. The advantage of the hand was once again reflected, and the horizontal spear behind him stood up high, and fell suddenly like splitting mountains and seas.

"Whoa!" A sharp whistling sound fell from the top of his head. Before the shield soldier could react, the half-foot-long edge of the cross-lance was chopped into his body from top to bottom. Blood spurted out from the open wound, and the cross-lance returned. When withdrawing, not only did they bring a piece of bloody flesh with them, but many shields were pulled open by horizontal hooks, revealing the frightened and pale faces behind the shields.

"Kill!" The Satsuma spearmen at the forefront were on the rise, bloodthirsty desires spread in their hearts, and they frantically pierced the enemy's chest with their spears.

The dense spears were like a moving wall of thorns, pushing the rushing Ziva Cheze people to the ground. Amidst the beating of drums, the Samoer spearmen stepped forward on the corpses, and the crossbowmen behind them kept firing deadly crossbow arrows.

The stacked formations became an obstacle for the Zhiva Cheze people. The spearmen could not form an effective formation, and the shield soldiers were killed.

The flying crossbow arrows and the constant pressure of the spears in front made the Zhiva Cheze people fall down one by one like peeling apples.

The retreating and advancing queues crowded each other, and the powerful wave attack became a joke to the Zhiva Cheze people.

A group of Samoan Guards Cavalry with sabers in hand rushed out from the flanks of the charging Samoan spearmen, like a roaring hurricane. In the past, the chaotic queue of Wagoneers passed by the flanks.

The sharp sword shone with a cold light, and the heads of Riva Cheze were chopped off. The swords flashed, and heads fell. The Riva Cheze people who could not form an effective formation suddenly fell to the ground, and the tall Supor war horses trampled a hundred-man formation. Underfoot, the body that was not yet dead was kicked far away by the horse's hooves.

The forward collapsed and the flanks were attacked. Panic and fear enveloped the heads of the Riva Cheze soldiers. Uncontrollable chaos appeared at the front line of the wave formation. Thousands of Riva Cheze soldiers at the forefront began to look like a broken dam. Disintegrated, the deadly crossbows of the Satsuma crossbowmen once again left the Zhiva Cheze people behind hundreds of corpses.

"Woo!" The Riva Chetese people blew the retreat bugle, and the rows of waves that had not yet reached them began to retreat slowly. In front of the Samoer army formation, the corpses of more than 3,000 Riva Chetese people lay There, the blood stained the ground beneath him, the wind blew past him, and the strong smell of blood made people sick. The two warring parties looked at each other, and the queue of Zhiva Cheze people was still like a dense wave, ready to attack at any time. The surge is coming,

A mere thirty queues are nothing to the Riva Cheze people who have hundreds of queues.

The Samoer soldiers knew that this was just a tentative attack by the enemy, and the front was just cannon fodder. The real battle had just begun. The strong smell of blood further boosted the Samoer people's fighting spirit.

The spearmen threw away the broken spears and took new spears from behind. The crossbowmen pulled out the arrowheads from the corpse and put them back into the quiver on the back. Everything seemed orderly, as if they were playing with it at home. My furniture doesn't look like I'm on a life-and-death battlefield.

These are veterans who have experienced several wars. The battlefield littered with corpses is as familiar as their home. They have a common name "Samuel Guards". They are the direct troops brought by Fatty from the Falcon Territory. They It is the sharpest talon of Marquis Falcon.

"A bunch of trash!" Dardanirh stood at the head of Taditus Fortress wearing heavy armor. For a sixty-year-old man, this armor was already too heavy. Dardanirh could only He pressed his hands on the battlements with a gloomy and terrifying face. Tirango, who was in charge of the frontline command, and other generals stood on both sides with pale faces.

The formation of the Samoan Army in the distance was still solemn and solid, and the falcon battle flag fluttering in the wind made Dardanirh feel dazzled. Although it was just a tentative attack in the early stage, the combat power displayed by the Samoan Army was far more powerful than he expected. It was terrifying. Seeing that his own troops fell one by one, while the Samor army formation was still motionless, Dardanirh had to retract his original contempt.

Tirango came out with a strange expression and suggested to Dardanirh: "Sir, I think that since the Samoan people are a hard bone to chew, let those humble fishermen chew it. Our commission cannot Baihua, don’t forget, those fishermen’s harpoons are the nemesis of the melee infantry, just a surprise for the Samours!”

When the war started, Tirango was still afraid that the Samor would be vulnerable. This would make him appear too incompetent in Tarentus. Now it's better. Everyone has seen that Tirango is not fooling everyone. The Samor can really handle it. ah.

Dardanirh nodded, "That's it, blow the horn and order the right-wing army to attack!"

"Woooo" the loud trombone sound resounded through the sky, and the army on the right wing of the Zhiva Cheze coalition began to move. There were seventy or eighty queues. Most of the soldiers were strong and dark, wearing strange black scales. The sun was shining with dark light, and the weapons in his hands were all kinds of strange, most of which were three-meter-long harpoons. He carried several short javelins behind him, rushing toward the Samoer army formation like a black wave.

The commander of Samoer's right wing is Crolisat. Looking at the large group of enemies pressing up, he can't help but frown. The main force on the right wing is 5,000 heavy infantry and 3,000 crossbowmen from the second-line flag regiment. There are also 5,000 second-line preparations behind it. The defense line formed by the second-line troops seems to be stronger than the enemy, but in fact, the combat effectiveness of the second-line troops is a great hidden danger.

As the enemy approached, the Satsuma crossbowmen began to fire. The arrowheads stopped in front of the enemy one after another, as if they were hung by something, hanging there in the air and trembling. This strange phenomenon startled the Satsuma people. The second line behind them There was even quite a commotion among the troops

"Damn it! What a ghost!" Crolisate cursed angrily with an ugly face. This scene was so weird that it made this bold and rough man feel chilled in his heart.

As the distance got closer, I discovered that there was a metal woven iron net hanging high in front and above the heads of this strange army. The small mesh holes made it impossible for arrowheads to pass through, and they could only get stuck in the net, vibrating as it moved.

"Hold on, hold on, stab these sons of bitches to death!"

Looking at the approaching black tide, the Samoir heavy spearmen clenched their spears one after another, staring at the approaching enemy with blood-red eyes. The team captains around them roared loudly,

The black spear wall of the Satsuma soldiers and the oncoming black tide are about to collide fiercely.

"Hurikusa!" The black harpoon troops on the opposite side suddenly shouted, and the iron net in front of them was thrown like a net, and it was thrown towards the Samoir spearmen on the opposite side.

The Samoan spearmen were tightly shrouded head-on. The dense iron hooks on the iron net made the Samoan spearmen suddenly confused. Many spearmen were like fish caught in the net, and were harpooned by the opposite ones. The troops forcibly pulled out of the queue,

A burst of densely flying harpoons were thrown in front of the face, and the Samoer Army suddenly fell to the ground. Please recommend and collect it. It is not easy for a newcomer to write a book. If you enjoy reading it, please give me some support.