Realm of Power

522 Counterattack from behind the mountain (Part 2)

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Beryl looked up at the sky. After the delay just now, a whole morning had passed.

"Go back and execute the order," he waved to the Kugit generals behind him. "There is still one and a half days left before the deadline given by the Khan. Instead of everyone going to die one by one, it is better to attack with all our strength. With the high mobility advantage of our cavalry, we can offset the opponent's advantage in long-range. As long as we rush into the longbowmen's camp, no matter how powerful their long-range attacks are, they can only do nothing.

Beryl paused and looked around. The hesitant generals suddenly raised their whips, waved them vigorously, and shouted, "What are you still hesitating about? As long as we win, we can take that high ground as the center and sweep the entire battlefield. Let our names be forever engraved on the Changshengtian Stele on the top of the holy mountain Turga."

Engrave your name on the Changshengtian Stele

This sentence shocked all the Kugit generals at the same time, and the hesitation on their faces quickly turned into determination.

It is the dream of all Kugit people to be able to engrave their names on the Changshengtian Stele. In the past, this high honor was only available to the Kugit kings of all generations. This time, the royal court did not care about so much. As long as they could take back Turga, no matter what the conditions are

The Kugits firmly believe that no matter how far away they are, their souls will return to the Changshengtian Stone Tablet on the holy mountain Turga after they die. This is why all the Kugits rushed back without hesitation when they heard that Turga had fallen. If it were not for this reason, the royal court would not be able to mobilize so many troops with its increasingly declining appeal

"Yes, sir"

The Kugit generals hesitated for a while, nodded and left. Although they did not agree with Beryl's strategic idea, they had to admit that this might be the best way to adopt now. Thinking is never the Kugit's thing. Strengths, living in the harsh climate of the northern grasslands, they believe that a sharp scimitar and a good warhorse are more useful than a flexible mind.

The brave wins when two meet on a narrow road. This has always been the combat creed upheld by the Kugit cavalry.

Since there is no way to get around it and there is no way to take shortcuts, then use the most direct and simple method. With the advantage of numbers, in the shortest time, rush the opposite Vikia people at once, and open a big road to victory with the warhorse under the crotch and the sharp scimitar in the hand.

High mobility and super high impact force are always the biggest advantages of the Kugit cavalry. Under the same strength, no one dares to use cavalry to attack the Vikia army But if there are three times the number, it is another matter.

200 meters, at most one round of time, as long as you can withstand the enemy's first wave of attack, the flying horse hooves can easily trample these Vikians hiding behind the wooden fence into pieces. Under the iron hooves of 60,000 horses leaping at the same time, no matter how strong the enemy is, it can only fall in vain.

The royal court issued a death order this time. If the left wing cannot be taken, the heads of these generals will become a string of wind swings on the flagpole of the royal court tent.

"Assemble and let everyone come up"

The generals turned their horses' heads, shouted to the back, waved their whips, and galloped towards their own flag regiments, with loud and clear voices. The screams immediately echoed among the rolling hills.

The Kugit cavalry moved forward a little, and the thin places that were originally a little thin also showed a trend of increasing.

Some Kugit troops in the rear queue also began to emerge from the mountain edge behind. A large number of war horses crowded together, and from time to time there were bursts of armor collisions.

"Quick, everyone come up"

A Kugit cavalry captain waved a scimitar and shouted to the crowded soldiers behind him. These Kugit cavalrymen who came from behind were different from the solemn Kugit cavalrymen before.

They rode Kugit war horses of different sizes, wearing thick fur felt hats on their heads, and their bodies were broken. The old leather armor was yellowish-brown in the rain. The weapons in their hands were varied. Some held sharp scimitars, some held sharp spears or other weapons, and some even held farmer's pitchforks and rakes. The only thing they had in common was that they all had long hair buns on their heads, which represented adulthood.

The yellow faces with high tops and wide bottoms looked even more ferocious after being wetted by the rain. The cold sleet kept hitting them, just like a layer of white snow suddenly spread on the opposite mountain, covering the original color of the entire hill.

These cavalrymen were not regular Kugit cavalrymen, they were just some ordinary tribal light cavalrymen, this kind of herdsmen The cavalrymen were just ordinary herdsmen on weekdays. They only used the simple weapons at home when fighting. Because they were not regular legions, their ranks were extremely irregular, forming an irregular long wall on the opposite hill.

"Wow, how many people are there?"

A Vikia veteran looked at the enemy in the distance and swallowed hard. Although the freezing rain above his head seemed icy cold, his palms were already sweating because of nervousness.

60,000 cavalrymen, even if they were divided into the most conventional three lines, would be more than seven or eight miles long. Even with the veteran's wide knowledge, it was the first time he saw so many enemies spread out in front of him at the same time.

"Sixty thousand people are attacking at once, the commander of the other side must be crazy." Bonnie looked surprised, covering the corners of her mouth with her white fingers and whispered softly,

The previous collision was no stranger to her, who had seen the crossbow tactics of the Vecian army.

But the opposing commander still dared to take such a bold and brave action after having to pay a bloody lesson. This made her, a knight who graduated from Palawan Academy, secretly surprised.

According to Article 7 of the Academy's Practical Combat Manual, after encountering a strong blockage by the enemy's archers, you should immediately use a solid shield as a peripheral support and gather your troops to adopt a defensive posture. Even if you want to attack, you must prepare enough heavy-duty troops to be placed in the queue. In front, in order to weaken the threat of the enemy's long-range archers, adopt a step-by-step attack posture to drag the enemy into a close encounter that is beneficial to you.

But what she saw in front of her undoubtedly made her question what she had learned before.

The current formation of the Kujit cavalry looks like they are preparing to use an attack method that will destroy both the enemy and the enemy. They will use their own corpses and scimitars to drag the enemy on the opposite side into a brutal strangulation battle in order to rely on their numerical superiority. advantage and gain the initiative on the entire battlefield. To this end, even the second-line troops behind them moved forward.

But I have to deny that this rigid and cruel tactic hit the weak spot of the Wekia army.

The numerical disadvantage is indeed the biggest problem of the Wikiya army.

Although he already knew that Fatty had mobilized nearly 60,000 troops for this battle, what he saw now was only 20,000 people standing on two connected hills. The other 40,000 people were not even visible. Didn't see it,

She was standing behind the fat man. From this vantage point, she could see the three-star battle flags all over the mountains and plains, fluttering in the wind and rain almost simultaneously. From a distance, it looked like a dense forest, and at the same time, it was being fiercely struck by invisible hands. Pulling forward, slowly attacking in the direction of where he is.

The two hills guarded by the Wekia army looked as helpless as the two lonely boats behind them in the face of so many enemies, but the leisurely spirit of the fat man in front told her that everything was already under control.

"Could this all be a trap?" A flash of understanding suddenly flashed through Berlant Bonnie's mind,

Her face turned from shock to hesitation, and she quickly stepped forward to see the expression of the fat man in front of her.

After getting along for a period of time, the talented Bertrand Bonnie discovered that no matter how the fat man tried to hide it, as long as there was something happy, the corners of his mouth would be slightly raised.

Sure enough, she happened to see the corner of the fat man's mouth turning up in an arc inadvertently.

This is a sign that the fat man can’t hide his excitement.

"What do you think of the other party's actions, my great number one general?" Bonnie leaned over gently and whispered in the fat man's ear in an intimate tone. The hot breath in her mouth made the fat man feel His ears were itchy, and the faint feminine fragrance made the excited fat man blush for a rare moment.

"Ahem, needless to say, of course I'm scared." The fat man felt embarrassed by this question. He quickly put away his pride and turned around with an innocent look on his face.

"This is a big scene of 60,000 people. Even with the strength of Wekia, this kind of force accounts for more than half of the country." The huge black cloud slowly moved under the fat man's finger, and he said with emotion, "Invest 60,000 people at a time. It seems too reckless, but in fact the opponent's commander is a very good guy. He can quickly see the advantages and disadvantages of the enemy and ourselves through the mist in front of his eyes, and then make the most favorable judgment. Even if such a person is an opponent, he can He can be considered a very good famous general.”

"What about you, the guy who led countless famous generals to the road of death?" Berlant Bonnie's face changed, as if the fat man had brought back some unpleasant memories, and she suddenly asked through gritted teeth.

"I?"

The fat man looked slightly stunned and looked at the slightly pale Berlant Bonnie. He knew that his words might trigger the tragic woman's memory of her defeat of his father.

"I can probably only be regarded as a fish, right? Fatty suddenly sighed and said, "A fish that jumped out of the river of time and space and saw the direction the river was running in, but had to swim in the river."

Bertrand Bonnie's words also touched him a little. Since he came to this other world, many all-powerful times have fallen into his hands. Without him, the trajectory of this world will not change f@ .