Realm of Power

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Hundreds of people were crowded into the narrow collapse opening. "Kill" the retinue of swordsmen held up their shields and squeezed. There were people on top of each other, like surging waves hitting the weak Samor army formation. The commando team led by Atléder was rocking up and down like a small boat in a storm, and could be submerged and capsized at any time.

The five-meter-long spear of the Samor Guards pierced the chest of the shield swordsman, bringing up pieces of blood. However, there were too many enemies, and the swordsman in front had not yet fallen. The swordsmen from behind have already rushed forward. The swordsmen used the corpses to support the five-meter-long spears and rushed forward.

"Sir! There are too many enemies! We must retreat to the second line!" A captain of the Samor Guards was covered in blood. His five-meter-long spear had been replaced by a sharp Samor sword, and he had several bloody swords on his body. At the end of the scroll, more than twenty Samorian guards fell against the wall where corpses were piled up, and the swordsmen were swarming over. The bodies of the Samorian soldiers and Tyrian corpses were mixed together, and no one could tell who was who. who,

"Launch!" A dense rain of black arrows swept across the wall of corpses like a death sickle. More than a dozen swordsmen fell from the wall of corpses with their bodies covered with arrows. Fortunately, the three heavy ballistae behind them replenished their arrows in time, giving their companions in front time to retreat.

"Hoo!" Several colorful light bombs suddenly burst out in the sky not far away. From the collapsed passage behind the Samor army formation, a large number of Samor heavy armored spearmen with black heavy armor were revealed, rushing towards the collapse mouth. Come running,

Attred shouted with joy, "Brothers, our reinforcements are coming! Everyone, fight back!"

The Samorian reinforcements arrived at the turning point at the most critical moment. What arrived this time were 5,000 Samorian heavy infantry led by Hu Keqili. The reinforcements held up their spears and drove away the swordsmen of Tyr's retinue who rushed up the corpse wall. Go down.

"Reinforcements from the Samor people!" The captain of the retinue swordsman squadron turned pale and stopped. The situation had changed drastically. The retinue swordsman array that had been dominant just now was forced into the middle by the Samor army that came up.

These Samor spearmen are obviously powerful veterans. Facing the cooperation of the skilled shield swordsmen, they quickly formed a tight spear formation with the three-meter heavy spears in their hands to strangle the swordsmen. The swordsmen were overwhelmed by the number of people and the distance of the spears. It's hard for them to get close

Densely packed heads kept popping up from the Kuaitakou, and there were more and more spears.

"Kill! Kill!" In the noisy mouth of the collapse, Samor's spearmen formed three queues and launched a counterattack against the Tyrians. In front of the large number of spears, the shields of the founders were like broken waves, impacting The corpses were scattered in pieces, and more and more Samorian troops poured out from the collapse mouth. The huge black tide quickly drowned the Tyrians near the corpse wall.

"Retreat! All troops retreat!" The squadron leader of the swordsman saw the bad situation ahead and waved decisively to order a retreat. The squadron leader knew that there was no point in continuing to fight. There were more than a thousand Samor people in front of him, and He passed through the fierce attack just now. The squadron of 700 men now only has 300 left.

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Wulun is in terms of numbers and combat skills. He could no longer take any advantage. The Samor reinforcements appeared too suddenly, and no one knew what method they used. Thousands of them walked through several streets without anyone noticing, sweeping in like a black wave falling from the sky. Come

"No! The most important thing now is not to drive away the Samors, but to report this passage to the leader of the Tiernarant clan in time." Captain Tier secretly thought, "Otherwise, the unsuspecting family guards will definitely be killed by the Satsumas." The people killed by this strange force turned their backs on their backs and said, "Huhu! "A strange whistling sound pierced the sky, attracting the attention of Squadron Leader Tyr who was ordering evacuation, "What is it? "He looked in the direction of the sound, and his eyes froze for a moment. He saw hundreds of black shadows dragging long plumes of smoke across the sky, like meteorites raining down on the buildings behind the open field.

Violent rumblings came from the open space, gravel flew, solid granite pillars collapsed in the explosion, and half of the three-story white mansion was destroyed.

Lines of bright and dying fire kept flashing on the distant buildings, like the death light of hell. Countless black spots mixed with white gravel flew up to the sky, and then fell like raindrops. They were all Tyrian archers hiding in the building. The whole earth trembled under this devastating power.

The swordsman who was preparing to retreat was so frightened that he fell to the ground. At this moment, the Tyrians discovered that compared with their colleagues who were blown to pieces behind them, the Samor with the spear in front was much cuter. The roars and explosions of fear The sound filled the eardrums. The huge explosion and flames engulfed the Tire gangsters who had already run halfway.

This is the volley of thunder from hundreds of gates on the city wall. Such fierce artillery fire lasted for half an hour. The whole open land looked like it had been plowed by a huge plow. There were craters and soft soil with white smoke everywhere. The corpses of Tyrian swordsmen lay scattered all over the ground. The flames burned their corpses and made a creaking sound.

At the same time, at the moment when the gunfire subsided. The 8,000 Samorian troops who were waiting solemnly came from the east side. A full-scale attack was launched on the four connecting streets of Tire's main hall from two directions on the west side in order to cut off all external connections to the main hall. The Southern Second Flag Regiment and the Sanwa Longbowmen, who were good at defense, were responsible for the containment of this attack.

After last night's battle, most of the Tyrian archers were lost and could no longer suppress the long archers' assault. Under the cover of the heavy shield vehicle of the Southern Flag Regiment. Thousands of thorn-tile long archers climbed up to the rooftops and shot at the Tire garrison who was standing on the wall at the street entrance. Arrows rained down like rain. Tire Abshi was suppressed and could not raise his head.

"Kill!" The Samorian heavy infantry on the other side were shouting and swarmed up to seize the street entrance. The shouts of the two armies fighting resounded in the sky.

Attred leaned tiredly on the big stone, but kept his eyes on the Tyrian defense line under the artillery fire. He found that when the artillery fire stopped, countless small black dots ran out from the secret passage near the building. The collapsed rubble was quickly cleared away, and a low wall appeared on the horizon. Countless black spots emerged from it, like a group of ants clinging to the embankment. They were Tyrian archers.

"Look, those Tyrians are hiding in the tunnels!" Atléid pointed to the Tyrian army in the distance with a solemn face, and said forcefully to Hu Keqi, who was leading the reinforcements.

"You have also seen that the long open space in front is filled with soft soil and mud. It is difficult for our soldiers in heavy armor to cross quickly. Even the light infantry will take three or four minutes at the fastest. If they encounter the opponent's dense bows and arrows, If we block it, everyone will just wallow in the mud."

Atléd's voice paused, and his eyes swept across the open space sharply, "And I believe they must have dug a lot of hidden whistle pits in the swamp. As soon as we enter the range of the trebuchets, the trebuchets from the opposite side will smash us." Into meatloaf!”

"What can we do? We don't have time to linger here." Hu Keqili frowned. Every minute of the assault force's time is precious. The faint shouts coming from the surrounding streets indicate that the general attack has begun. Every street connecting Tire's main hall is fighting and bloody battles. The Samor soldiers are using their blood and lives to buy time for the assault troops.

Attred hesitated and said, "There is a way. It takes three to four minutes for the trebuchet winch to be tightened again after each throw. We can divide the troops into hundreds of groups and advance alternately. Even if one group encounters a trebuchet , we will not suffer too much losses, but this will inevitably weaken our assault capability. Therefore, we must select the most elite group as the first wave of this assault. Their mission is to quickly tear apart the enemy after crossing the open ground. Open the enemy's defense line"

Atléid glanced at Hulichko and said in a solemn voice, "You know. There are at least a thousand Tire elites on the opposite side, most of them archers, and I don't know if the enemy's knights are still there. Without any hindrance, At the edge of the open field, once we encounter the attack of heavily armored knights, coupled with the concentrated shooting of bows and arrows, we are afraid that it will be difficult for our first wave of troops to come back alive. This is a gamble!"

Hu Keqili smiled bitterly, "Do we still have a choice? Brothers in other troops are bleeding for us. No matter how dangerous the front is, we can only be worthy of those brothers who are buying time for us if we step over!" Hu Keqili's face Firmly said, "Captain Atléde, you are injured. Please let me lead the first wave of attacks in this battle. The faster our attack advances, the less losses our brothers will suffer." Atléid looked at Hu with a strange look. Kochi He glanced at Li Li and said with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, "Okay! Your words are enough. I see you all with straight faces on weekdays. I thought the people in your Governor's Mansion were all cold-blooded animals. Now I finally know. Everyone is also Zhengzheng Iron-blooded man, although I am the commander of this battle, you are the governor's favorite general. In terms of position, I am the captain of the flag regiment. I will not suffer any loss if you do. Scolded to death by the Governor!"

Hu Keqili hit Attred on the shoulder angrily, "What are you talking about! You and I are both Satsuma soldiers, in the heart of the Governor. You and I are the same! The battlefield has no self, let alone we are Satsuma Now that the Guards have grasped the Samor sword, they are ready to fight for the governor! No matter whether there is a mountain of swords, a sea of ​​fire, or a pool of blood and hell in front of him, the Samor sword will cut it in two."

"Okay! With your words, this battle will be won!" Attred turned around and said to the messenger behind him, "The whole army is divided into one hundred teams, and an elite team is selected to form the first assault, and the other fifty teams Form three rows to follow up, and the remaining thirty teams advance in parallel from both sides of the open area in three rows, and order the crossbowmen and longbowmen to cover the main assault!"

Five thousand Samorian heavy infantry were divided into one hundred teams, each team of fifty men, forming rows of shield walls. Pushing toward the open like a wave in the sea. Hundreds of Tyrian archers on the opposite side came up with a roar, and arrows continued to shoot across the sky. But the distance was too far, so I could only land lightly fifty meters in front of the queue.

This group of troops came from the Fifth Flag Regiment of the Northern Army. Most of them are veterans who have joined the Northern Army since the Battle of Kyoto. They are elite troops responsible for the defense of the Jalpo area, which is the military industrial center of Samor. The equipment of this unit is naturally the best. It is all heavy-duty armor, with thickened rebars on the chest and other parts. The surface of the large shield in its hand is polished so that it can reflect the silhouette of a human figure. The spear is also a specially made Mitsubishi armor-piercing heavy armor. "Spear" otherwise the lightly-armed retinue and shield swordsman cannot be killed easily, crying for father and mother.

Last week, Baozi was lazy. Because he had been writing continuously for five months, Baozi's thoughts and energy were exhausted, so last week. Baozi decided to relax for a week, read the works of other great masters, and revise the chapters that were not good in the past. I was too lazy to update, but you all still voted for me. Baozi is very ashamed!