Realm of Power

The slippery mud on the ground is covered with red and black broken stones.” The craters left by the shelling left large craters with white smoke everywhere, and the broken corpses of hundreds of Tyrian swordsmen. Lying paralyzed in the mud, some had their heads blown into bloody watermelons by fragments, and some had broken hands and feet showing bones that were chilling. The blood formed dark red mire here, and the disgusting smell of blood floated in the air.

Samor's heavy infantry stepped into these soft mud and blood pools without hesitation. The shields in their hands formed a wave-like shield wall, and their spears pointed straight at the sky, with indomitable momentum and confidence. Shouting the command and moving forward, the battlefield is a completely chaotic world, where there are only two choices: living or dying. The earth is gray, the leaves are gray, the sky is gray, and the smell of blood is the most common smell of the air

The distance is getting closer and closer, and Hu Keqili can clearly see that the defense line of the Tyrians on the opposite side is full of people. From a distance, the dense spears look like rows of bare tree trunks, and there are constantly groups of soldiers. Running up and down the ramparts, thousands of Tyrian spearmen were already in formation there. The dense iron spears shone with a soul-stirring cold light in the light.

The half-blown white building next to it is leaning. On the rampart made of rubble, these Tyrian soldiers who are still holding on in the desperate situation look tragic. It is a life-or-death duel. The war has reached this point, and both sides have no choice. no room for retreat,

"Step over, step over, let yourself end this damn war. May the military power of Samor last forever!" Hu Keqili, who led the assault, took a deep breath. He himself didn't know if he could make it this time. Go back alive,

What he was about to face were huge stone bullets that were as dense as raindrops and could smash people into meat pies. It would be false to say that he was not nervous. According to the report of the Samor crossbowman who had escaped, there were no less than three Tyrians on the opposite side. There are more than ten heavy-duty trebuchets, and they all use giant stone projectiles one meter wide and long.

It is because the giant stone projectiles used by heavy-duty trebuchets are so large that even if they hit the ground, they can roll up more than ten meters and crush the enemy to death like a road roller. My hand suffered a big loss and I had to retreat at night.

This heavy-duty rock-pulling vehicle is not inferior to the Samor Army's Thor when used in certain environments, such as the current soft mud with no obstacles. It is simply a killing battlefield for heavy trebuchets.

When a stone bullet hits, it can drag out a deep mark of nearly ten meters in the soft mud. Seeing Hu Keqi force leading the army is shocking, and his fingers nervously grasp the heraldic engraved handle of the Samor sword at his waist. You can clearly feel a comfortable spiral pattern in the palm of your hand.

This is Hu Keqili's little trick to calm down tension. No one dares to face life and death without preparation. Even if he is a warrior who has rolled through mountains of corpses and seas of blood. Only after experiencing death can we understand the meaning of life better

"All troops stop!" Hu Keqili shouted, stopped in the soft mud, slowly pulled out the Samor sword from his waist with his right hand, and raised it high in the direction of the sun.

The entire front line of Satsumaji followed Hu Keqili and stopped. The atmosphere was depressing and scary. Everyone knew the importance of this assault, and everyone looked intently at Hu Keqi's sword raised high.

The air was filled with a heavy sense of murder. Hu Keqi's behavior of raising his sword high is a traditional military order of the Samor army. This means in the Samor army, charge to the death, advance without retreat, and fight to the last man. Never back down,

"Target! The main hall of Tire!" Hu Keqili suddenly waved the sword in his hand, pointed at the Tire defense line in the distance and shouted, "All troops attack! Those who retreat without authorization! Kill!" This time Hu Keqili wanted to go all out. Fight to the main hall of Tire,

The war has reached this point, and both sides have no room for recovery. The only way is to open up the main hall of Tire, so that this fierce and stalemate battle can end as soon as possible, and this tragic city stained with blood can return to peace. The streets around Tire's main hall were full of fighting sounds. At least tens of thousands of people were strangled together. This was a gamble of life for time.

"Whoosh!" The group of Samor soldiers who stopped suddenly accelerated. A group of spear infantry surged out of the Samor array like a bursting flood, quickly crossing the middle line. The speed was obviously much faster than before, fifty meters. The middle distance is almost spanned,

Black arrowheads struck through the air, and these Samor veterans rolled nimbly in the mud. Get up from the mud again, so there are still hundreds of people who have no chance to get up from the mud. Blood flowed from the arrowheads on their bodies. Watering into the red and black earth

Among the thirty groups of forward infantry in this assault. Only the first and second rows have shields in their hands. The last column of infantry are all spearmen. In order to reduce the weight of the soldiers, the heavy armor components of these spearmen have removed the heavy leg armor and arm armor, leaving only the breastplate protecting the chest. This is equivalent to reducing the weight of the body by one-half. The slow advancement in front is to numb the attention of the Tyrians on the opposite side. "Very good! Everyone rush forward!" Hu Keqi rushed to the first array and faced Yi Xun. The book was sunken and he said that Xun Shan's different body, clam claws and fierce arrows were deflected by him. He looked at the ten soldiers following him and suddenly heard them crawling up from the mud.

At this time, we were only thirty meters away from the Tyrian defense line. Although there were Samor spearmen constantly being hit by arrows, the expected trebuchet attack did not appear.

This made Hu Keqili secretly relieved. It seems that the fierce shelling just now destroyed the trebuchet, and the Tyrians on the opposite side are getting closer and closer. The forest of spears and spears on the gravel barrier has stood upright, as if a thorn wall has been erected in front of him, and the sharp spearheads are shining coldly in the sun.

"Kill" The two armies came into contact quickly, and the spears were strangled together, making a metallic friction sound.

"Charge up!" The weight-reduced Samor spearmen shouted and rushed towards the barrier. These were experienced veterans who had experienced several battles. Facing the dense wall of guns in front of me,

Working in pairs, one person is responsible for deflecting the incoming spear. Another man stabbed the Tyrian man from the side diagonally. This was the classic spear-arrangement posture of an elite spearman. Because he was unexpectedly stabbing from an inclined plane, the Tyrian spearman's face was stunned. The spear had already pierced the chest.

Blood spattered on the barrier, squirting into the face of the Samorian spearman below who was stabbing the spear. The Tyrian corpses rolled down the low gravel barrier as the spears were drawn out.

The thin iron armor of the Tyrians was no thicker than a piece of animal skin in front of the heavy pointed spear tip. The archers soon found themselves exposed to the Samorian spears, and they all retreated with pale faces.

The three ranks of forward heavily armed spearmen were like three huge waves crashing on the weak defense line of the Tyrians. In the first confrontation, the Tyrians killed hundreds of people, and the entire gravel barrier was full of people.

A suicide squad composed of hundreds of Tire captains rushed forward with spears in hand, resisting the advancing Samor army with their flesh and blood. Some people jumped from the barrier with their spears, and some risked their lives completely. You stab me, and I'll shoot you back. The brutal fight makes Samor's heavily armed spearman unable to stand up for a moment.

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"Everyone, follow me and fight!" Hu Keqili slashed a Tire soldier with his sword and jumped onto the gravel barrier with an agile step.

"Kill him". The Tire people from all over the world gathered around and stabbed Hu Keqili with several spears, in front of several Tyr soldiers with stunned expressions. Hu Keqili knocked down three people in a row. Even though he was pushed to the edge of the barrier, he still fought to the death.

"Kill to save the Lord." A small team of Samorian guards quickly caught up. These are the guards of the Governor's Mansion who are best at close combat. They rushed into the Tyrian queue like a tiger into a pack of wolves, and saw the flash of swords. They were not good at close combat. The spearmen kept falling in a pool of blood, and the Tyrians crying for their fathers and mothers were killed by the flying Samor swords.

"Kill! Kill these Tyr dogs!" At this time. Attred led the second wave of main force to also rush forward. Shield soldiers holding heavy spears quickly surged into the barrier along the gap opened by the guards. The heavy Mitsubishi spears pierced the thin cotton armor of the Tyrians, and Samor was close. Wei's sword caused the Tyrians behind who tried to block the mouth to fall down.

The Tyrian spearmen sadly found that they were in a situation where they were attacked from both sides. The shaky defense line completely collapsed in front of the second wave of Samorian troops that surged forward in large numbers.

"Failed! Defeated." There was a collapse from the rear of the Tyrian defense line. Although the Tyrian captains held long swords and chopped down more than a dozen of the defeated troops who were leading the escape, they still could not stop the expansion of the collapse. Thousands of Tyrians ran back crying. Behind him is the wolf-like Samor spear,

"Whoosh! Whoosh!" The deadly Samor crossbow arrows caused the disorganized Tyrians to fall down continuously in the thick smoke. The yellow walls of the main hall of Tire are already visible in the distance. The defeated Tire army is running towards the hall. Five thousand hoplites then cover up and kill them, rushing towards the hall of Tire like a huge black torrent. 10,000 bounty coins!" slogans resounded throughout Tire Hall, and the resistance in Tire's main hall was fierce. The three hundred guard soldiers of the Tire family turned every room and corridor here into a battlefield that devoured lives. Samor soldiers were killed and wounded at every step forward. The battle in the fourth-floor hall continued until the afternoon. Hu Only then did Kokili and Atred find the body of Tyr Narant, the leader of Tyr, who had committed suicide in the last room of the main hall of Fort Tyr.

He was lying on the ground with a calm face, and the blood made the red carpet under him look even brighter. A short sword engraved with the Tire family's snow leopard emblem pierced his throat. Hu Keqili squatted down and took a closer look. Tyrnarant's body was stained with blood from the wound. It was so sticky that it could pull out blood threads from the wound.

"He is not Tirnalant". Hu Keqili stood up with a strange expression, "This man's wound has solidified. The blood of a person who died online will not solidify so quickly, and his body will not be so stiff. This is not a person who committed suicide online at all. At least ten people have died." Hours, it was the time when we launched the assault. If I guess correctly, this should be the legendary stand-in!" If you want to know what happened next, please log in to A. More chapters, support the author. Support genuine reading!