The Sun King's Evidence

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The Goblin Wolf Cavalry Legion led by the Goblin Warlord has been constantly harassing the expedition army's transport team, causing a lot of trouble and trouble to the Eight Peaks Mountain Expedition, but it is certainly impossible for Ryan and Belega to Come back and deal with this harassing force, because if you do this, you will really fall into Skarsnik's plan!

Now, Francois's plan is to deal with this huge wolf cavalry army.

This Goblin Wolf Cavalry legion led by the Goblin Warlord Git Sourweed is huge in number. According to multiple reports from scouts, there are at least five hundred green-skinned war pig boys, five to six thousand Goblin Wolf Cavalry, and brothers. There are Bryn Spider Knights, Goblin Squig Riders, five to six thousand Goblin Infantry, and a small number of green-skinned boys. The total is estimated to be at least twelve thousand, but they lack heavy armored infantry and siege equipment.

However, Francois had only three to four thousand mobile troops, and they were mainly heavy cavalry composed of knights and knight retinues. They had a strong impact, but it was impossible to catch up with this Goblin Wolf Cavalry Army in terms of speed. of.

"This Wolf Cavalry Legion is indeed a big cancer and must be eradicated, but... what should be done?" Jerrod asked: "We do not have enough troops, and we also lack enough long-range weapons. If we fight in the field, we will be very vulnerable. It’s easy to get caught up in being moved back and forth.”

In the large tent of the Army Castle, everyone was waiting for Francois' next order. His chief female courtier, Chasis Morningstar, was making black tea for Francois.

"Eradicate, right..." Francois paused. Duke Winford always maintained his elegant movements and demeanor. He took the teacup from the hands of the Lake God Prophet and took a sip gently.

"Your Excellency the Duke!" Outside the big tent, Lucy, the Baron of the Spire Palace who was conferred by Ryan, came in armed. He knelt down on one knee: "Your Excellency the Duke, there are only one hundred and twenty-one muskets in the military castle, and there are no bullets. too much."

"How many dwarf crossbows are there?" Francois was very calm, and he even looked at Lucien with some kindness.

What few people know is that Lucien and François are related by blood. He is the illegitimate son and only descendant of François's nephew who died in the first battle of La Messenelle Abbey. Therefore, Francois not only promoted him vigorously, but also assigned him to Ryan. During this expedition to the Eight Peaks Mountains, Lucien was responsible for staying at the military castle.

"There are not many dwarves with crossbows, there are more than five hundred." Lucien continued.

"Yes, I understand." Francois nodded.

"Duke, what are you going to do?" Sir Bayar, the Holy Grail Knight, asked seriously: "We all obey your orders, but..."

"But based on our current military strength, it is impossible to win this victory, right?" Francois said calmly, and the father-in-law even smiled elegantly, his eyes full of wisdom. : "Lucien?"

"Your Excellency the Duke!" Lucien knelt down on one knee and raised his head in confusion.

"Let me ask you, what determines the outcome of the battlefield?" Francois sat calmly on the main seat. The father-in-law at the peak of the Holy Land was calm and collected. Stroking his long goatee.

"This..." Lucien didn't know how to answer.

"Hmph! The number of troops and the power of muskets are all secondary." Francois stood up: "What is really important is the right time and place, as well as our piety and belief in ladies. As long as there are ladies With our protection and strength, we Britannian knights have no reason to fear war!"

"Oh!!!" All the knights in the big tent roared excitedly. They couldn't wait to show their virtue and strength under the gaze of the fairy in the lake!

"Gather the troops and get ready to go!" Francois stood up: "Three thousand people, that's enough!"

"The Goblin Legion's tactics are very simple and clear. They want to lure the enemy deep, besiege, and then destroy them." Francois said very calmly: "In this case, we deliberately go deep to lure them to attack us. ! Take a day off and tomorrow, arrange the fake supply convoy I prepared in advance and get ready to set off!"

"Yes!" All the knights stood up and accepted the order loudly.

In this way, a few days before the Wood Elf army arrived at the stream outpost, Francois led three thousand troops plus many civilians, seemingly carrying a large amount of baggage and logistical supplies, and marched along the Badwater River. It seems that this is a vanguard army, and its destination is to march towards Steel Rock and then go south.

Sure enough, after getting the news, Goblin warlord Git Suwei immediately led the entire Goblin Wolf Cavalry Army, rolling in like sharks that smelled blood. Git Suwei saw that the opponent's soldiers were few, and Carrying a lot of baggage, he really couldn't wait to devour the entire army in one go.

Fortunately, Git-Sour Stomach kept Skarsnik's instructions in mind and did not march rashly. It always accompanied Francois and his army, looking for opportunities across a Badwater River.

It was already November, and the Badwater River had fallen into a dry season. The Goblin Wolf Riders could easily wade directly across the river, but the cunning Git-Sourweed never took the initiative to attack. It was waiting for the opportunity. .

Similarly, Francois, who was not advancing very fast and was even a bit slow, was also waiting for the opportunity.

November 12th, night, on the edge of the Badlands, on the banks of the Badwater River, Francois's army camp.

Unusually, it was pouring rain.

Under the influence of heavy rain, the army's march was difficult. The knights were also complaining, and the transport team was stuck in the mud. Francois immediately ordered the army to camp and rest on the spot. The Duke and several knight generals were fully armed. Just sitting in the big tent to hide from the rain.

"Swiss, swish, swish," the heavy rain watered the entire land by the river. Francois walked out of the big tent alone. He looked up at the dense raindrops and held the unicorn sword in his hand. This sword was similar to that of Britannia. The blade of the artifact, which is as old as the kingdom, shines with pure white light and white-gold flames. Even in the heavy rain, there is no sign of extinguishing. The pure white horse family crest belonging to the Principality of Winford belongs to Fran. Sova's personal unicorn crest, as well as the family crest flags belonging to the many knights who came to rescue this time, were fluttering back and forth in the heavy rain. The rain hit the armor, soaked the lining, and exuded a bone-chilling aroma. chill.

"Cousin, it's raining heavily outside. You'd better come in and take shelter from the rain." Jerrod came out of the tent. The paladin stood behind Francois. In the heavy rain, Francois's broad back was like Like a city wall: "It's warmer inside."

"War does not distinguish between cold and warm." Francois turned around and looked at his cousin Sir Gerald gently: "The greenskins are the same."

"Green skin?" Jerrod's long golden hair was already wet from the rain.

"Well, Greenskin." Francois was still standing in the rain. He raised his head and looked at the dark night sky under the heavy rain: "You must understand, Gerald, how to bring out our strengths in war. How to avoid our shortcomings, how to concentrate superior forces to destroy the enemy, and how to judge when is the right time to launch an attack."

Just behind Francois, all the oilcloths on the supply carts were lifted, and they were filled with various wooden fences, horse-rejection formations, and a huge number of crossbow arrows!

The peasants had already started working. In the heavy rain, under the angry scolding and command of the knight, they nailed the wooden fence deep into the muddy ground and arranged the horse-repelling formation neatly.

Before long, the entire camp was armed like a hedgehog.

"Is this?!" Jarrod opened his eyes wide: "My Duke? Could it be that the green skin knows?!"

"Bayar and Pierre have each led a thousand knights out." A cruel and cold smile appeared on Francois's face: "Today, it is the Green Goblin Wolf Cavalry Legion, end!"

"Ready to fight!"

"Ready to fight!!!"

The melodious and majestic horn sound resounded throughout the camp.

Amidst the rain curtain caused by the heavy rain, the Goblin warlord Git Sourweed also heard the sound of the horn.

It was leading the entire Goblin Wolf Cavalry Army across the Badwater River, preparing to take advantage of the rainy night to surprise this army of canned shrimps and their transport team coming from afar.

"Hee hee, the enemy is here to harass me! The enemy is tired, I'm waaagh!" Kit Suwei squeezed his facial features hard to make his expression look more ferocious: "I, I found a chance! Kids , follow me for a real waaaagh today!"

"Waaaagh!" Thousands of Goblin Wolf Riders rushed across the Badwater River, following the green-skinned War Pig Boys who rushed at the front. Behind them were more Goblin Squig Riders and Spider Riders. There are also large groups of goblin armies.

Git-Sour Stomach has been waiting for a chance to fight, and now, it has arrived.

The sudden heavy rain has flooded the entire riverside into mud, and the canned shrimps can't be washed away! And under the influence of such heavy rain, the enemy's muskets can't have any effect. Hehehe~ Here's the perfect opportunity! The Goblin Warlord thought of this and raised the sword in his hand: "Waaagh!"

“waaaagh!!!”

The torrent of green skin formed a vast green sea and rolled towards the enemy's camp.

This is the reason why Git-Sourweed decided to attack in an all-out manner. First, heavy rain can make it extremely difficult to fire the expeditionary force's muskets. Second, due to the muddy environment caused by heavy rain, it is difficult for the canned shrimps to take advantage of their group charge. !

We will definitely win this battle!

However, just when Git Sourweed led the greenskin cavalry that could cover almost the entire river beach towards Francois's camp, the scene that appeared in front of the Goblin Warlord made him widen his eyes!

Wooden fence! Reject the horse array! Anti-horse fence!

The whole camp is like a hedgehog!

Before they had time to signal the army to stop, hundreds of green-skinned war pig boys rushed mindlessly towards the hedgehog-like position. A large number of dwarf hand crossbows transferred from the military castle began to be loaded in the hands of the serf infantry disguised as peasants. ,volley!

"Boohoo~" In the midst of the heavy rain, swarms of crossbow arrows shot at the enemy like locusts. The green-skinned war pig boys rushing at the front were constantly hit by arrows and fell down, just lying there in the rainstorm wailing. Meanwhile, the mud brought by the torrential rain not only affected the knights, but also affected the speed of the green-skinned cavalry. They rushed to the wooden fence and anti-horse fence one after another, and fell down one after another!

"Charge! Charge! Charge for me!!!" Jit Suwei immediately signaled the cavalry behind to follow! The enemy only had two rows of wooden fences and horse fences. How could they withstand the thousands of cavalry and several Goblin legions behind them? !

"Waaagh!"

“waaaagh!!!”

With the command of Gith Sourgaw, the Goblin Wolf Cavalry and Goblin Squig Riders rushed towards the camp like crazy. The Goblins and Wargs in front were hit by arrows and fell down, and the Squig Riders behind them They stepped on their corpses and rushed upward, braving the long-range fire suppression caused by dense hand crossbows, vowing to trample this camp to the ground!

Two rows of wooden fences blocked the greenskin army for a while, but obviously they could not stop the greenskin army for too long. As the greenskins forcibly filled the horse with the bodies of countless war pig boys and goblin wolf cavalry at any cost. Formation and wooden fence, the greenskins were already approaching the camp gate.

"Get ready." Francois held the Unicorn Sword. Behind him were a thousand knights and knights' retinue. They had already formed an extremely tight shield formation. The Duke was not in a hurry. He said to his female courtier Chasis Chenxing: "It's time to begin."

"Yes!" The Lake God Prophet immediately began to chant the magic.

"Boom~" There was a cracking sound from the wooden camp gate.

"Boom~boom!" Finally, the simple camp gate was opened, and what came oncoming were a few green-skinned war pig boys and a few goblin wolf riders. They roared and hissed in the heavy rain and rushed towards Francois and his army.

But they immediately realized something was wrong.

The camp gate is too narrow! Only two or three green-skinned cavalry can pass through at the same time! And a large group of foot knights and knights' retinues led by Francois firmly blocked the narrow door! The green-skinned cavalry was unable to charge forward and spread out!

The massacre has begun!

Francois was personally fighting at the front line, and Duke Winford was performing his gorgeous dance steps among the greenskins. His body was spinning on the spot, holding the Unicorn Sword with both hands, withdrawing his strength, turning his waist, and exerting force. , the sword swept across.

A green-skinned war pig boy was cut into two pieces by him.

Two goblin wolf cavalry rushed in. Francois spun in a circle magnificently. The goblin's dirty head flew into the sky in the heavy rain. Then he lowered his head to avoid the warg's teeth and held the sword in his hand. Flip over, both wargs died suddenly at the same time.

With every sword strike, at least one green-skinned cavalry was eliminated, and with every turn, a large group of enemies died suddenly around Francois.

But there was not a drop of blood or a scrap of flesh on the father-in-law's body. Under the heavy rain, his armor, robe, and cloak were all soaked by the rain, but his whole body exuded the terrifying light of the Lake God, bright. , dazzling, glorious and supreme.

"Follow the Duke! Follow the Duke!!!" Sir Gerald shouted wildly in the rain. The morale of the Brittanian knights surged and they rushed towards the enemy.

Under the heavy rain and in the moonlight, the battle continued.

The old man and his wife were in charge, and the greenskins were unable to break through the entrance of the camp despite hundreds of horse casualties. There were mountains of corpses and seas of blood around Francois and the large group of knights on foot.

Two green-skinned warlords rushed up to try to deal with this shiny can of shrimps, but were defeated by Francois with a sword. They could not even last a round in front of the Duke.

The raindrops hit the ground, as if they were playing exciting music. The greenskin cavalry charged in vain at the gate of the camp. Those in front were slaughtered, those in the middle were stuck, and those in the back could not rush in.

"For the lady! For Britannia!!!" The knights roared selflessly and entered the battle.

"For the sake of Brother Mao, you guys, give me a try! Hit, hit that shiny canned shrimp, hit it!!!" The Goblin Warlord Kit Suwei was still yelling angrily, it The legion lacked siege equipment and it was raining heavily. Now, the entire group of green-skinned cavalry were huddled together by the river, unable to even make bunks. The Goblin warlord was commanding the cavalry to disperse. When attacking the enemy's camp from both sides, a Goblin Wolf Cavalry rushed over in the heavy rain: "Boss! Boss! This is bad~~~!"

"What's wrong?" Kit-Sourweed wiped its face vigorously, and rainwater continued to flow down its face.

"To the east, there are a lot of canned shrimps in the east! Come rushing over on horseback!"

"What?!" Before Kit-Sourweed had time to react, another Goblin Wolf Cavalry came over to report: "No, boss, there are a lot of canned shrimps rushing over from the west! And these shrimps are so fast, okay So fast, faster than painting it red!"

"Ah! Kids, we are ambushed!" Kit-Sourweed finally realized that the situation was not good, and it quickly signaled: "Retreat! Retreat!!! Retreat to the other side of the Badwater River, retreat!! !”

The greenskins gave up the siege of the camp and began to retreat. However, when the Goblin Wolf Riders braved heavy rain and mud and tried to retreat to the other side of the Badwater River, the swollen river water and raging rapids blocked their way. On the retreat, hundreds of greenskin cavalry who tried to wade across the river were directly washed away by the river.

"It's terrible." Git-Sourweed had a premonition that something bad was going to happen. Now it and its army of ten thousand people were blocked on the northern bank of the Badwater River, and they were in chaos, a mess, and the cowardly The goblins all scrambled to cross the river, only to be swept away by the raging river.

The Goblin Warlord raised his head and looked into the dark distance.

In the east, there are countless canned shrimps on war horses, assembled into a cavalry formation, rushing towards a chaotic green-skinned army.

In the West, the same cavalry formation with countless canned shrimps is approaching.

In the north, Francois has also got on his horse, and the knights have formed a large formation of lances behind him. The Lake God Prophet's eight-ring magic "Cloud Galloping" has been applied to the knights. In this way, even in the In the heavy rain, the knights were walking on flat ground.

Lake God Prophet Chasis-Morning Star continued to cast spells, and the night sky became as bright as day.

"The story of this Goblin Wolf Cavalry Army will end in my hands today." Francois sneered. He raised the glowing unicorn sword in his hand and roared: "My knight brother Guys! Onward! For the ladies!”

"For the lady!!!" In this way, three knights from three directions charged at the Goblin Wolf Cavalry Legion crowded by the river at the same time.

That night, a huge and brutal massacre of green-skinned cavalry began. Under the leadership of Francois, the Brittanian knights chased for more than ten kilometers along the Badwater River. When dawn arrived, By that time, the entire Badwater River was almost filled with greenskin blood and corpses.

In addition to the green-skinned warlord Git Sourweed who led more than a hundred knights to desperately escape, the green-skinned goblin wolf-riding army of more than 12,000 has since become a part of history and the knights. Military Medal.

At the cost of less than 300 men, Francois won a great victory. His name excited the Orcs and scared the Goblins.

The battle became known as the Battle of Badwater.

A week after the Battle of Badwater, in the Roof Mountains of the World, in the Hall of Dwarf Ancestors in Eight Peaks Mountain, in front of Skarsnik's throne.

Goblin warlord Git Suwei knelt in front of the general of Bafeng Mountain with a mournful face: "It's not good! Boss!"

"The Wolf Cavalry Legion is over, it's all over!!!"

"What! It's all over???"

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