Sona really couldn't think of how her army could lose. She felt that she had broken into the enemy's camp and fired at full power for ten minutes, and the other party's 100,000 troops were not far from collapse.

What's more, she knows that on her flank, there are also 1000 combat puppet robots, as well as Harold's interstellar paratrooper special forces.

If you count 2 Type 99 main battle tanks, as well as 10 heavy infantry fighting vehicles, her two wings can be described as impregnable.

On the front, there are 2,000 orc warriors - the phalanx they formed, not to mention the heavy armored cavalry, is the famous giant horse cavalry of the Holy Demon Empire back then, and the frontal assault will also pay a heavy price.

"Stop!" Standing in an off-road convertible jeep that had been temporarily assigned to her, Sona raised her arm and stopped her soldiers.

Because on the opposite side of the hillside and the sky, a black line appeared. The black line was intermittent, covering the hillside little by little, and finally turned into a neat phalanx next to each other.

The trumpets sounded in the distance, and the human phalanx looked boundless, because the opponent had an absolute superiority in numbers—this time Fokker almost poured out, a full 50,000 armored elites, and more than 13,000 cavalry, all over the mountains and fields pressed towards the city of Soth.

Leaving a part of the soldiers to guard the camp and handing over all the cavalry to the Grand Prince, Falk deployed a decisive battle here.

He needed to fight quickly, because after the city of Soth was taken, the army's supplies and grass could not keep up. Without actively seeking a decisive battle, this army can only live in tents in the wilderness hungry.

Of course, he was very worried that his strategic intention to make a quick decision would be discovered by the other party, and if the other party held on to Soth City, it would be a hard battle waiting for him.

To his surprise, the other party seemed to be in a more anxious hurry than he was, and on the same day he came out of the city of Soth, and advanced the battle line to a small clearing near his camp suitable for the deployment of a large army.

What made Falk even more pleased was that the other side seemed to have insufficient troops, and the number of troops invested in the head-on decisive battle was very small.

Compared to the mountains and wilderness on his side, there were only three lonely small phalanxes over there, and the distance between them was almost hundreds of meters.

This is definitely a taboo for soldiers! His heavy cavalry would take advantage of the wide distance of a few hundred meters to penetrate into the rear of the enemy and then encircle their flanks.

When his infantry is overpowered, he can easily rely on numbers to overwhelm the opponent, and completely annihilate these enemies who seem to be less than 5,000 in the field.

"The flank scouts have not seen the kind of flying and fire-breathing monsters that the rout said." An officer on a war horse pulled the reins, let the horse go around in circles, and reported loudly to Falk.

"Beat the drums of war! Blow the trumpet! The whole army continues to march! We want to overwhelm each other in momentum! Falk waved his hand forward very confidently and commanded the herald beside him.

Soon, the melodious sound of trumpets echoed again, the dull drums of war were also beaten, and the small plain immediately became noisy.

The other party slowly moved forward, and the construction legion, which had already stood still, remained quiet. These orc warriors stood tall like this, as if they were facing tens of thousands of ants, not tens of thousands of enemy troops.

"Cut...... It's a pity that they didn't bring war drums, and they deserve to call drums? With a sip, Arya pressed her long sword and glanced at the black phalanx that was pressing down in the distance with disdain.

"Make a fuss! Or they think we're scared! Shirley, a demon counselor who had been repairing her fingernails, blew the crumbs on her fingers and gave Alya a boost.

Aria's eyes, which had long been unbearable, suddenly lit up, and she pulled her throat and ordered loudly: "Mock! ”

The orc soldiers, who had been standing still, immediately used the spears in their hands to beat the shields in their hands.

"When! While! While! With the gradual neat beating, the crisp sound of metal clashing overshadowed the melodious horns on the opposite side, overshadowed the dull war drums on the opposite side, and suddenly regained its momentum.

"......" Hearing that piercing voice, Fock's expression froze, he really didn't think that the phalanx of less than 2,000 people on the other side would crush his momentum of 50,000 people.

He didn't say anything for a long time, he just looked at his army with a slight daz, and leaned towards the three small phalanxes in the distance.

"Stop! Stop moving forward! Let the archers come forward and concentrate on throwing the opponent's Chinese military formation! Finally, Falk remembered the fact that he was the commander of this battle, and he gave a new order: "Give the order to the Grand Prince, let him concentrate his forces and assault the opponent's left flank!" ”

"Yes!" The herald pulled the reins, clamped his legs around the belly of his horse, and galloped towards the slowly advancing cavalry in the distance.

A few minutes later, the heavily armored cavalry, which had been strolling leisurely, began to slowly accelerate forward, and at a faster speed, leaned towards the left flank phalanx of the Irlanhill Empire.

Harold looked at the picture transmitted by the drone hovering overhead, spit out the straw stick in his mouth, and a smile appeared on his face: "The other party's cavalry is coming!" Get ready for battle! ”

With his shout, the remote-controlled machine guns on the two Type 99 main battle tanks were turned on, and the black barrels were slightly raised, aiming at the direction of the enemy's attack.

At the same time, the battle puppet robots in the foxhole pulled the bolts in unison, and after a loud noise, the position returned to a quiet place.

On the frontal battlefield, the distance between the two sides was still narrowing, and Falk's archers had already crossed their own infantry phalanx and came to the front of the formation.

They drew their feathered arrows from their waists, placed them on their longbows, and then raised them high and drew their heavy bowstrings.

"Do you want to fight back?" Shirley looked at Sona standing in the jeep and asked softly.

"Archers! Heavy Arrows! Salvo! Sona tilted her head slightly and commanded loudly behind her.

Behind her, a hundred elven warriors in helmets and armor raised their arms, neatly pulled the bowstrings, and then let go in an instant with confidence.

"Boom!" The sound of a bowstring vibrating was followed by an innumerable sound of danger that could break through the wind: "Whoosh! ”

Both men shot their bows and arrows at about the same time, but it was clear that the elven bows were faster, farther, and more powerful.

It was the heavy arrow of the elven race, not to mention the armor-piercing effect, and the speed was also extremely fast. So the last to come first, a piece of Rock Empire archers fell to the ground screaming as the rain of arrows fell.

Then, arrows rained down on the orc soldiers' phalanx.