When the scorching sun began to move westward, the showdown of 100,000 people began.

Under the loud shouts of the engineering leaders, nearly 1,000 engineers loaded burning barrels and rotting oxen into heavy catapults and counterweight trebuchets, and threw all the dangerous objects into the Mishaal army.

The earth-shattering explosion startled many Mishaal soldiers, but it is no wonder that in this Mishaal army, the above are generally new soldiers, although most of them are elite, but unfortunately they did not know the attack method of burning barrels before this, and people always have a certain fear of the unknown. Of course, more than half of the 150,000 Mishaal soldiers were Mishaal soldiers who had seen the burning barrel attack at the end of the previous attack and defense of Magaburg, and they reacted very quickly.

"Spread out! Raise your shield! Don't let those flames cook you! With the shouts of several centurions, most of the Michar soldiers who were in the fall area of the Flower of Death immediately dispersed into a scattered formation, and raised the round shield, kite-shaped shield, oval shield and other objects in their hands above their heads, although the falling sparks can stick to the top of these shields without extinguishing, but the soldiers in the falling area can also throw away the shields in their hands after this to save their lives.

"Knock knock knock ............." orange sparks violently knocked on the shield in the hands of the Mishal soldiers, the terrifying high temperature instantly burned the shields in the hands of the Mishal soldiers along with the armor such as the soldiers' chain mail and handguards, and many Mishal soldiers subconsciously moved the shields tied to their arms and grabbed in their hands because they couldn't bear the sharp stinging sensation in their hands, and were finally surrounded by the sparks scattered one after another, and the miserable screams were warning the Mishal soldiers around them not to put the shields in their hands at ease.

And the Michar soldiers who had just escaped the attack of the burning barrel were subjected to the ensuing rotting cattle bullets, these carcasses of the rotting cattle that were sealed in the barrels, fell apart immediately after hitting the soldiers of Mishal or the ground, and the stench emitted made the faces of the people within a hundred meters around them pale, and in just a few seconds, many Michar soldiers who couldn't help it immediately stopped moving forward, bent down and began to vomit, as for a few unlucky Mishar soldiers, who were hit by the rotten cow bullets and hit the target, they couldn't get up behind the bodies that were splashed out, Already in the space of these few seconds, the shock has passed.

"Is this the war apparatus of the empire on which the sun never sets? It's amazing............ Pass the order, after defeating the Sun Never Sets, if you can, try to let the soldiers save a few war equipment that the Sun Never Sets, you must know that these things are only produced by the power of the Great Empire in the Middle Continent. "In the area where the sun never sets, the counterweight trebuchet and the heavy catapult could not hit the third line of Mishal, a middle-aged man in jet-black iron armor held the handle of the double-edged axe in front of him, and looked at the battlefield ahead with sharp eyes. Beside him, a soldier kneeling on one knee beside the middle-aged man in silver-white iron armor with colorful patterns immediately saluted after receiving the middle-aged man's order, and then immediately ran in the direction of the 1st line troops in front.

Behind the middle-aged man, there stood dozens of people who were also dressed in jet-black iron armor without a single pattern on the drawing, the oldest of whom was nearly 60 years old, and the youngest who had just passed the 18-year-old coming-of-age ceremony. Although these people did not have to get down on one knee to talk to the middle-aged man in front of them, like the soldiers, they also needed to bow their heads and respond to the middle-aged man's words in a very respectful tone.

Behind these men are 5,000 Mishaal Royal Axe Guards dressed in iron armor painted with colorful patterns. The predecessor of this army was the hole card of the six major tribes of the Mishal Empire - the Giant Axe Berserker, but in the Mishaal people knew that in this era, martial arts and courage were not everything, and exquisite cooperation was the mainstream.

These strong soldiers can not only tear apart the enemy's array with the double-edged giant axe wielded during the attack, but also use the weapons in their hands to form a terrifying axe wall when defending, chopping all the enemies who rush towards them to pieces, even if the Warsaw Guards of the Warsaw Alliance will choose to use the mobility of their horses to avoid the front and launch an attack on their flanks, because the 8000 members of the Warsaw Guards cannot guarantee that they will not launch a frontal charge against these Misharid Royal Axe Guards. They were chopped into meat sauce by casting a counter-charge.

Since these 5,000 elite warriors are Mishaal's royal guards, it is self-evident that the identity of the leading middle-aged man is the ruler of the Mishaal Empire, who has been continuously suppressed by the other 5 tribal leaders within the empire, or the 5 major dukes of the empire, but has been able to maintain the upper hand of the royal family under the violent Majesty Novasv. Standing behind him were several group army commanders and generals from the 5 Grand Dukes' powerful forces.

"Generals, judging by the current situation, do you think this battle will be lost?" Novasev turned around and looked around at the senior Mishaal behind him and said: "This time, I have brought 100,000 snow mountain raiders who are specially designed to deal with the army of the sunset, and even if the weapons of the people of the sun are sharper than ours and the armor is harder than ours, we can have 40,000 more than them, and even more than 30,000 logistics troops in our barracks." The gap of 70,000 people is impossible to bridge. At this, the somewhat happy Emperor Mishal suddenly paused, and the commanders of the group who were loyal to the Emperor Michar, General Mishal, began to praise the Emperor with great interest.

But before those people could praise a few words, a young man in the crowd suddenly said something inappropriate: "Hehe." My Majesty, are you sure that the gap in your numbers is irreparable? But I didn't think so. ”

As the saying goes, "good things are cocooned, and bad things are harsh." As soon as the young man said this, Novasev's face, which was originally full of red light, immediately became gloomy and could drip water. And the generals and legion commanders who had previously flattered the Emperor of Mishar closed their mouths very knowingly after discovering that it was one of the prospective heirs of the five Grand Dukes who spoke.

The problem between the royal family and the 5 Grand Dukes has long been known to the entire Mishal Empire and all the forces of the entire Northwest Continent, so not to mention these Mishal high-level personnel, now there are people on both sides who can't be provoked, at this time, only silence is the most correct choice for these Mishal high-level personnel.

And after Novasv found out that it was one of the would-be heirs of the five Grand Dukes who raised the objections, the hand that had been holding the giant axe gradually loosened. For the direct members of the 5 dukes, the 5 dukes and the tribal power they control are the foundation of the Mishal Empire, which has developed to an indispensable extent with time, and these 5 dukes have been getting closer and closer in recent years, and have secretly reached the level of holding each other, so the Mishal Emperor is very scruples about the 5 dukes and their direct members, because he does not want to pull the Mishal Empire into the abyss because of his impulse. If this were someone else, Emperor Mishal, who had always taken pleasure in killing prisoners of war, would have already raised his double-edged tomahawk on the ground to chop the dissenting man into meat sauce, and then let the royal guards behind him drag his body out of the body to feed the wild dogs.

"Oh? I don't know what this little friend thinks, am I talking about the troops? I remember that your father also told me in a previous battle that quality can change quantity, and quantity can change quality. Suppressing the anger in his heart, Novasev, who was already bruised on the back of his hand, said to the young man who had just spoken out against him with a smiling expression.

"Hehe, Your Majesty, yes or no, you and I can talk about it, what can really be said here is the opposite

The sun does not set, instead of asking me to answer, why don't you turn around and look at it, Your Majesty? I'm sure you'll understand what I'm saying after reading it. The young man replied with a slight smile, making Novasev feel ominous in his back.

"What do you mean............." Novasev quickly turned his head to look at the battlefield ahead after hearing the young man's words. And this look directly shook Novasev's sense of victory, and his face also felt a hot tingling, as if someone slapped him in the face. Because at this time, although they had been hit by the long-range attack of the Sunset Empire's war machinery, the 30,000 composite archers of the Mishaal's front-line troops, who were still high-spirited, had just entered the range of the giant shield crossbowmen.

"Squeak, squeak.................." When the wood friction sound of the continuous pulley crossbow and crossbow arrows sounded, in Novasev's eyes, the original red and white intersecting array of the Empire of the Sun was instantly obscured by a black giant net. This huge black net is formed by 30,000 crossbow arrows.

............There was no "clanging" sound of an arrow bouncing off the shield armor as it bounced off the armor, only the sound of a powerful crossbow bolt tearing through the armor and flesh of a Mishaal soldier before the arrow plunged into the dirt. In an instant, the composite archers, who were still in a gray area, became sparse, and a pale red blood mist floated in the sky above the compound archers under the rain of arrows caused by the 30,000 giant shield crossbowmen. Now even with the naked eye, it can be seen that this dense accumulation of fire has definitely given Mishal long-range troops an unimaginable heavy blow.

PS: There is also a more word count of the same.,As for whether there are 3 more to be determined.。