Realm of Power

In the afternoon, when the sun is in the west,

The disturbing red double-ring battle flag finally appeared high on the plain,

Followed by dozens of various small lord flags, the designs are dazzling, but without exception there is a proud face underneath.

Then, a black line appeared on the hills of the plain

The legendary Knights of the Golden Fleece finally revealed their true face. The Knights of the Golden Fleece wore hornet-like needle-eye masks on their heads, and a wisp of red feathers fluttered above their heads, which made people shudder.

Except for the joints, which are made of relatively flexible and thin steel scales, the rest of the body is made of a single piece of steel armor. It is polished to a gorgeous finish and sparkles in the setting sun.

The tall Supor war horse under the knights' crotch is two meters high. It is extremely strong and strong. It is fully clad in a vest and looks like a ferocious beast. From the front, only two eye holes can be seen on the head of the war horse. The most eye-catching thing is that there is a layer outside the vest. The densely packed needle pricks, not to mention bumping into them, even rubbing them can make a big bloody gash.

Even though the Samoan soldiers were already mentally prepared, there was still a lot of commotion when they saw these giant steel beasts appearing in the distance.

Numerous emotions such as panic, confusion, fear, etc. flashed in the eyes of the Samour Spearman,

The lords on the hills looked at the restless Samoyers on the plains with contempt, and secretly mocked

"A bunch of country bumpkins also want to be the master! Let you accompany that idiot fat man to become pieces under the horse's hooves!"

They are all lords under Jalbo Castle and important members of the Golden Fleece Knights. They serve as captains of the Golden Fleece Knights respectively and are also important supporters of this move south.

In their eyes, the southern Samoan country bumpkins have violated their authority. They dare to carve up the land awarded to the lords by His Majesty the King. This is absolutely intolerable obscenity.

The news of the vanguard's demise did not sway them;

"It's just that stupid fool Dobris being played by some smart country bumpkins,

Now let us use the sharp swords in our hands to tell these country bumpkins who like to play tricks that the glory of the nobility cannot be trampled on, and the nobility is the order controller of this world! "

Isahka saw a row of knights' shields with red double-ring emblems piled up in front of the Samoan army formation, and the corners of his eyes twitched unnaturally.

"Dobris, you idiot! Damn Samour bumpkin!

He actually used the standard shield of his own knight to defend himself, how abominable! "

Thinking that the five thousand elite followers under his command fell into the hands of these Samoan country bumpkins, Isahka gritted his teeth with hatred in his heart.

"The leader of the group is riding on the instability of these Satsuma people. Order the attack. With our strong impact, I believe we can break through their weak defense line in just one round. Please allow me to cut down the Satsuma with my sword." Fatty Er used that pig’s head as a gift for the leader’s bid to become the first family in the South.”

Looking at the chaotic Satsuma army formation below, I thought of the golden bounty and the huge benefits that were about to be obtained.

The lords behind Isahka could not restrain their bloodthirsty desires, and one after another asked Isahka, the leader of the Knights of the Golden Fleece, to fight.

Isahka himself did not follow the advice of the lords, but looked intently at the Samoan army formation on the plain below.

"Want to repeat the old trick? A country bumpkin is a country bumpkin. I wonder if a little cleverness is useless after being used once!"

Seeing the panicked but regularly moving Samoer, the corner of his mouth slightly curled up, and he issued the first attack order.

"The heavy infantry regiment advances! Target, Samoer Army Formation!"

Unexpectedly, Isahka did not send out the elite Golden Fleece Knights to attack the Samor people who were already in chaos.

Instead, they placed the "Wings of the Golden Fleece" heavy infantry regiment in front as they fought as followers.

With a dull and long trombone sound, the three heavy infantry teams lined up on the left side of Isa's army began to advance slowly with large shields.

This heavy infantry with "Wings of the Golden Fleece" has a glorious history

In the Battle of Dehrim a hundred years ago, the remnant army in Djerbo Castle that withstood the crazy attack of the Redians was the predecessor of this heavy infantry.

At the same time, the fat man in the Samoer military camp also had a slight twitch in his eyes.

Looking at the heavy infantry approaching slowly in front, they held up tall shields and sealed themselves tightly, with only a pair of murderous eyes exposed in the eye holes of their helmets.

Even though there was a Samoan army formation in front of him that was several times larger than his own, there was still no hesitation. One glance showed that he was a warrior of hundreds of battles, the best among the best.

Facing this head-on confrontation with no bells and whistles, Fatty had nothing to do.

"Oh, they actually used heavy infantry as the first wave of attacks! It seems like this old guy Isahka is getting smarter! Then let me see the strength of these real heavy infantry! "

The advancing "Wings of the Golden Fleece" slowly approached the Samoer military formation. The dense spears on both sides stood up at the same time, like two squeezed iron walls slamming together, making a dense and harsh metal collision sound.

The qualities of professional warriors and ordinary soldiers are immediately evident.

The spear thrust by the Samer spearman was skillfully blocked by the heavy infantry with the shield in his hand, but the heavy infantry's spear could accurately penetrate through the gap in the opposite Samer shield.

“Pfft, pfft”

The sound of long hair piercing the body was dull and crisp, and red blood shot out from between the shields.

Rows of Samor spearmen looked in disbelief at the heavy infantry spears that penetrated their bodies through the gaps in their shields. As the spears were pulled out of their bodies, the corpses fell weakly.

In the first wave of contact, all three hundred spearmen in the first row of the Samoer army were knocked to the ground without exception.

However, only a few dozen people fell in the front row of "Wings of the Golden Fleece", and the heavy infantry behind them immediately stepped forward to block the gap.

"It's a loss! If we continue to fight like this, I will lose money to death!"

Seeing such a big contrast, the fat man swallowed hard. The fat man's face was extremely ugly as it was his first time to do a loss-making business.

Seeing the tight military formation and the towering shields of the "Wings of the Golden Fleece" heavy armored infantry team, they completely restrained the Samoan spearmen on their side.

The fat man quickly turned to Croissant and shouted

"Send the heavy siege brigade up immediately. I didn't expect the opponent to have such elite heavy infantry. It seems that the things prepared for those damn Golden Fleece Knights will be used in advance!"

I heard one long and two short bugles coming from the military camp behind me.

The overwhelmed Samoan spearmen in front began to retreat quickly, revealing the Samoan military camp rampart behind.

The heavy infantrymen of the Golden Fleece Wings behind them raised their blood-stained three-meter spears, and still walked unhurriedly past the corpses of more than 400 Samor spearmen and continued to move forward.

Their mission is only one,

Defeat the front spear formation of Satsuma, destroy the vehicle defenses surrounding the Satsuma barracks, and clear the way for the Golden Fleece Knights behind them.

As for the mail spearmen in front who were running away like ducks, they were wearing heavy armor and couldn't catch up even if they wanted to.

"The captain is really powerful. He just sent out the heavy infantry regiment and killed these Samoer hillbillies! As long as the defenses around the Samoer people are cleared, the hooves of our heavily armored knights will trample these hillbillies who think they are smart. The rubbish got some damn Golden Fleece knights!"

The Golden Fleece lords on the hills saw the Samoyors retreating in panic, revealing the outer defenses of the military camp behind them, and happily flattered the future First Family of the South, Isahika.

Unfortunately, their excitement did not last long, and a funny scene occurred on the battlefield.

A group of infantry, also wearing heavy armor, appeared behind the retreating Samoan spearmen. There were about 2,000 people.

This heavy armored infantry team has a tall shield in its left hand, and in its right hand is not a conventional three-meter long spear, but a uniform one-handed hammer with a thick top and a sharp bottom. They form a strange shield wall to meet the advancing "Golden Fleece" "Wings"

"Haha, look, those Samoan hillbillies must have been beaten crazy by our heavy infantry? They even sent their blacksmiths to the battlefield! What's the use of such short weapons? Do they want to throw hammers? "

The nobles on the hill were stunned by the sudden appearance of this strange group of heavy infantry, and burst into laughter. Even the commander Isahka had an unbearable smile on his face.

“The cleverness of these Samoan country bumpkins is really interesting.”

The only one who was not smiling was Lidakus, who led 1,000 followers to retreat. At this moment, his expression was not only not smiling at all, but as solemn as water.

The strangely dressed Samour heavy infantry in front of him reminded Lidakus, who had experienced the Riedian Palavin files, of a past event.

During Ruidian's campaign to suppress the barbarians in the west, there was an area called Cukierli. The indigenous people there were physically strong and used sledgehammers as weapons, which once caused great headaches for the Ruidian knights who went to conquer.

The heavily armored knights that the Redians are proud of are no better than a piece of paper in front of the hammers of the indigenous people.

After several hammer blows, the armor was severely deformed. Most of the knights inside suffered broken muscles and fractures, and the heavy infantry was even more unbearable. After three hammer blows, the shield was shattered and the armor was smashed into iron lumps.

In the end, the Redians had to adopt a conciliatory policy, and it took them thirty years to finally incorporate this area into the kingdom.

As the heavy siege brigade entered the battle, the situation on the battlefield quickly changed.

This group of heavy infantrymen holding hammers raised their tall shields and formed a tight shield array, like a steel city wall. They ignored the spears thrust out from the opposite side and quickly pressed towards the Wings of the Golden Fleece.

"Dang, Dang"

Because there is no need to wave weapons towards the opposite side, the gaps between the large shields of the Hammer Infantry are extremely small, and the tricky spears of the Golden Fleece Heavy Infantry cannot penetrate at all. Most of them are blocked back, making a crisp knocking sound.

The weird Samoer heavy infantry took advantage of the moment of collision, and relied on the momentum to lean against the Golden Fleece heavy infantry in front. The shield in their hands blocked the Golden Fleece heavy infantry shield.

At this moment, the Golden Fleece Heavy Infantry, who had been majestic and arrogant just now, panicked.

Looking at the short hammer held high in the hands of the Satsuma heavy infantry opposite, the Golden Fleece heavy infantry found that at a face-to-face distance, the three-meter spear in their hands was not as effective as a short wooden stick.

"clang!"

Countless hammers fell, and the clear and loud sound of metal knocking was endless. The thick iron helmets of the Golden Fleece heavy infantry were defenseless in front of the thick and pointed hammers of the Samours.

Blood overflowed from a large dent in the rear iron helmet, and his body collapsed on the ground.

Soon, one-third of the 2,000-strong Golden Fleece Wings fell.

The previous scene was too bloody. The broken helmet revealed a face covered in blood. Some eyes burst out from their sockets, and some white-red brains flowed out of the holes in the heads.

Thinking of smashing his own head with a hammer at close range, and seeing the tragic death of his companions, the remaining Golden Fleece heavy infantry began to collapse.

No longer paying attention to the Knights' orders, they began to throw away their spears and run away.

This sudden change stunned the nobles who had just laughed at the Samoan people on the hill.

The situation on the battlefield was reversed.

The Samoan Hammer Infantry easily smashed the Golden Fleece Wings composed of elite heavy infantry with their inconspicuous short hammers.

That could no longer be called a confrontation, it was a one-sided massacre.