"Don't, Your Royal Highness, your subordinates are completely loyal!"

Fat Rose's legs were weak, and when he heard the prince say that if the falcons didn't stop shelling at sunset, they would behead themselves, and the whole person was so frightened that he almost collapsed on the ground.

If it weren't for the prince's guards behind him to set him up, he would be a mess on the ground now, would the Falcon Army's artillery fire really stop before sunset?

The Falcon Army's Thor will indeed stop due to overuse, but whether it will stop one door or all of a sudden stop, even if Fat Ross is a genius in mechanics, it is impossible to make an accurate judgment, because it is not only the strength of the opponent's Thor, the forging level of each cannon is different, and the time for which it can continue to shoot is also different!

"Really, let the afterglow of the setting sun test your loyalty!"

Prince Argfeton looked at the innocent pale face of Fat Ross unmoved, raised the horsewhip inlaid with blue-red gems in his hand, and ordered the guards, "Escort him down, remember, if after the sunset, you still see a ray of Thor's fire, and kill him on the spot!"

"Spare your life--1......" Fat Ross was dragged away by several tall and strong prince's guards, and the miserable wails made the faces of the great generals standing behind the prince pale and embarrassed,

Their eyes looking at Fei Ross are full of complexity, His Royal Highness the Prince is so irresponsible, and he doesn't even give people a chance to justify, just like this big hat of the culprit of defeat is on Fei Ross's head, obviously looking for a scapegoat, whoever comes out now is the scapegoat in the eyes of the Prince,

At this point, the Nord generals all knew that His Royal Highness the Prince had always been ruthless, not to mention that in this situation, the decisive battle out of the city suffered heavy losses, and the first battle led the army to countless casualties, and who dared to pin his life and hope for the revival of the kingdom on him, it was undoubtedly an extremely heavy blow to the prince who desperately needed recognition

At this stage of the fierce battle, the tens of thousands of strikers invested in the early stage have almost completely lost contact, and their life and death are unknown, but looking at the Thor incendiary bombs that the Falcon Army smashed down like hail and the clusters of arrows that poured down like a torrential rain, even with their feet, they can imagine what the fate of the forward troops placed under such a blow will be!

That's an army of tens of thousands of people, among which there are about 10,000 elite troops, sent out like this, there is no one to contact, you can't move forward, you can't retreat, you can't retreat, and the army that fell into the Jedi has not seen anyone who can escape back alive, such a big black cauldron, you have to need someone to carry it,

At this moment, the heavens were obviously taking good care of the already frightened chief of weapons of the German Ministry of Military Affairs, and just when the sun was only a third of the fiery red round faces left on the distant horizon, a miracle appeared, with the launch of the Thor burn cartridge, a dazzling and scorching light emitted 50 meters from the front, and the gravel mixed with the mud hit the shields of the front row of the Roude infantry,

The whole world seemed to fall silent, for more than ten minutes, there were no more black dots flying in the air, there was no roar of explosions on the ground, and even the sound of the night wind blowing across the flat land in front of me could be heard as night fell

"Heavens, the Thor of the Falcon Army has finally stopped!" almost the same voice sounded in the hearts of all the great Germans, and Prince Argfeton, who had almost zero strategy, shouted excitedly,

"Forward, this is a once-in-a-lifetime warplane!" he immediately ordered the army to fully engage in a counteroffensive, and although some experienced generals said that they should wait a little longer and see what happened, Prince Yagfeton still stubbornly insisted...,

"You still remember the first sentence recorded in the war drill code of the Zode Military Academy, the dawn of victory is like a meteor that slides from the sky, only those who bravely grasp the tail of the meteor can obtain the final glory, and now, we are the kind of people who dare to grasp the tail of the meteor! Advance, order all the troops to advance! Crush them with our absolute superiority!"

"Our forward troops have not yet withdrawn, we should withdraw them first, the enemy's arrangement is not clear, at this time to throw all forces into the battlefield, it is easy to fall headlong into the enemy's trap!"

The veteran Boassard stood up from behind with a stubborn look and stopped the prince's war horse, he didn't have to fight, but because of his uncooperative attitude in the mutiny of the Ministry of War, Prince Yagfeton was very unhappy, what is orthodoxy? What is the courage of the Goude people!

Yagfeton took him with him, just to let this veteran of the great German military circle see clearly that compared with Yagrolk, he is not inferior in strategy, since Yagrolk was defeated by the Vecchia Falcon, then he will defeat the Vecchia Falcon, so that all the Rude people can take a look, and he is the best candidate for the throne of Geode

"What do you know, after an afternoon of fierce fighting, the Falcon Army must have been exhausted, in front of my army rolling forward like an iron stream, what are these cowardly Northern Falcon Army, now I will let you see, what is the bravery of my Virtuous people"

Prince Argfeton ordered the guards to take away the veteran who was blocking in front of him, and gave the order for a general attack disapprovingly, completely ignoring the pale face of the veteran Boassard,

"Your Royal Highness, you are forcing Roude to the last corner!" Boassard was forcibly taken away by the guards, and scolded angrily, but the main force of nearly 100,000 Nords that had been assembled still began to move forward after the order was given,

"Forward!"

The crowd of 100,000 people advanced towards the area covered by Thor's cannon fire, because the sky was dark, and the entire area of torches was also lit, and as the darkness dissipated all over the ground, the tragic Shura field in front was also revealed,

"Hiss" There was a gasp and nausea retching sound, and the excitement that the Goude people had just mentioned suddenly fell to the bottom, and there were tens of thousands of charred corpses, lying in the middle line where there were still flames and scorching stench, and countless unrecognizable severed limbs, it was hard to believe, a few hours ago these were still alive and called people, and the scorching smell on the face was disgusting, because there were too many corpses, and the Vede troops here in Tongguò had to choose to slow down the speed of their advance,

On the high slope of the ridge, the fat man squinted his eyes and looked at the black earth in front of him, like the stars in the sky, the fire was dotted, almost covering the ground level about 300 meters in front of him, which was the array advanced by the Goudes, and the number of 100,000 people was crowded on such a small plane, which was enough to be called a spectacle!

"Can't the Germans even find a qualified commander?"

At this moment, the fat man even had such a little depression, the other commander's retarded mind had already made him feel a little bored, just like two sparring chess players who should be on equal footing, and suddenly found that the other one was a newcomer who made frequent mistakes, and the other side that won the victory would also feel a little bored

"Order all troops, one hundred and fifty meters ahead, and after ten minutes, cover the projectile!" the fat man raised his hand in the light of the torches, and the herald behind him quickly moved away,

The order from the Falcon Majesty was conveyed layer by layer, and looking at the crowd of people sweeping in front of him like a galaxy of stars, the squadron leaders standing in the crossbowmen queue raised their hands one after another,

Behind them, 20,000 skilled crossbowmen of the Central Army lined up in several rows on the higher edges, countless crossbows raised their arms at the shouts of the captains,...,

"Sniper Longbow Array!"

The sniper formation of several huge crossbowmen spread out in an orderly manner from the middle to both sides, like a huge and powerful falcon wing, in an almost fully open V-shape, to the more than 100,000 German troops more than 100,000 meters in front of them, spreading their arms of death.

"Attack!" Seeing the indicator flag from the top of the mountain falling, almost at the same time, all the crossbowmen troops rang out with the same voice, "Collapse!" The sound of 20,000 powerful bowstrings vibrating, even making the entire space tremble, it was a very strange feeling, like the air was boiling and jumping at this moment,

If you don't experience it yourself, it's hard to imagine how shocking the feeling of tens of thousands of bowstrings trembling and tearing at the same moment is, a dense and terrifying black cloud covers the sky in an instant, and the metal arrows still flash a chilling light in the air even in the evening after sunset, like a brilliant galaxy overhead, suddenly turning into a howling rain of death and falling

Immediately afterwards, hundreds of trebuchets on the top of the ridge let out their own roars, and the sound of "crackling, crackling, cracking" trebuchets and spring cracking continued.

Countless boulders with various sharp water chestnuts were like flocks of birds suddenly flying through the air, falling from the sky with a terrible sound of wind, and smashing like thunder into the crowd of people who were steadily advancing under the rain of arrows

The improvised pikemen didn't even have time to dodge, because of the short time, lack of weapons, and many of the soldiers had no protection, they were only distributed an inferior spear and were sent to the front line of the attack, completely unable to resist this kind of manpower irresistible dense terrorist attack.

With the heavy sound of smashing to the ground, countless huge oval stones, like exploding water, rolled over in their dense queue, and the soldiers on the entire road were crushed into pulp by the boulders weighing thousands of catties in an instant, and their brains splashed. The minced meat flew sideways, and behind the rolling boulders, there were bloody pieces of minced meat, and this terrible effect was dozens of times greater than the actual killing effect.

Many of the Virtuous soldiers were on the battlefield for the first time, not to mention plunging headlong into the Blocking Longbow Formation, which was known as the Killing Array, facing the clusters of arrows radiating from all sides, such a terrible trebuchet burst over,

Seeing their companions being shot through their bodies one by one by clusters of arrows, or being crushed into pieces of meat by giant catapults, the miserable cries were like a huge sense of terror, and instantly controlled their already terrified hearts, under the blows of countless attacking arrows and catapults, the line of attack formed by the 100,000-strong army was like a smashed walnut shell, with countless fragments, and the first to disintegrate were those recruits composed of Kyoto citizens

"Mom, run for your life!"

The completely stunned new recruits screamed hysterically, they dropped their weapons and scattered with their heads in their hands, and even some of the neatly arranged shield arrays were torn apart by the heavy blows of the stones, and the defeated soldiers were like sheep in the middle of the low-lying area of the entire middle line.

"Shoot, there are those who retreat without permission, kill!"

The Overseer in the back, once again showing their decisiveness and bravery that was not inferior to the enemy, 5,000 great heavy archers raised their powerful infantry heavy bows into the air in the midst of the commander's hoarse shouts.

Being able to serve as a warlord is naturally a subordinate of the prince, so there is almost no hesitation to carry out the order.

"Shoot, one qiē retreat the latter to kill!"

In their eyes, there were no people and enemies of their own, only deserters and soldiers, and in the face of their own soldiers who ran back, the phalanx of archers in the direction of the warlord's team fired thousands of arrows, and black raindrops whistled

The soldiers who screamed and fell to the ground with arrows widened their eyes and still couldn't believe the fact that "they died at the hands of their own families...,

"Go back, if you don't want to die, go back!"

The last row of the front line, the Wild Axe warriors, who were in charge of pressing the formation, did not hesitate to draw their battle axes, and constantly drove the soldiers backwards to disperse, not at all like treating their own subordinates, kicking and cutting with their battle axes,

Because according to the German military system, the commander has the right to decide the life and death of the soldiers, not to mention the treatment of the rout and deserters, as well as the cruel punishment of horse trampling, it is better to let these defeated soldiers die under their own tomahawks than to die under the heavy hooves of the war horses of the law enforcement team

To go back is to die, and to move forward is to die. It was hard to imagine that any creature could survive such a blow with falling rocks and arrows in the face, and the layers of corpses were piled up into knolls, and the blood gushed into small rivers, turning the slopes of the ridges into hell of death, and the wounded soldiers were crushed in the pile of corpses screaming for help, and no one had time to pay attention.

With the lessons of the past, the Wild soldiers who came up afterwards were obviously much braver, and under the leadership of some phalanxes with elite troops, they even put on a wave attack formation.

Some experienced generals of Roude lined up the spear infantry in a long line, and when attacking, the queue advanced layer by layer, looking like a wave rolling forward from a distance, and when it encountered the enemy's block, it would be stacked layer by layer until the enemy's queue was crushed.

The line of attack of the Rods rolled up like a wave, and then crashed into the line of the Falcon army's dense spears, and if the shattered water became scattered, a new wave followed

"Kill, kill, kill" The heaven and earth are filled with terrible shocking sounds, dense as raindrops of boulders and arrows, once again violently bombarded the sea of people, like waves slapping on the hard rock wall, turning into a splash of terrifying bright red, "puff puff" sharp weapons piercing into ** and the sound of broken bones one after another, like the waves of flesh and blood and screams in the killing.

This seems to be a kind of decisive battle array, but in fact it is an extremely sharp attack formation, with absolutely strong forces to force the enemy to stretch the battle line to contend with it, and then press it like mercury.

Under the squeeze of this seemingly balanced force, the first to push across is definitely the weak position in the enemy's ranks, and the constantly surging spearmen will be like a snowball, directly drowning the enemy's rear with the momentum of a torrent of breakthroughs, and in the face of this thick and thin power, the defeated side will not have any chance to turn the tables

"Your Majesty, the left and right flanks of our army have blocked the enemy's advance, and the battle line is stable at present" A cavalry guard galloped over on horseback and knelt down on one knee in front of the fat man to report the battle situation, "The enemy on the middle line has the largest number of troops, although the losses are huge, but they still forcibly break through to a position less than 30 meters away from our army, and the two armies are about to engage in close combat, Lord Salon specially asks for instructions on whether to carry out a counterattack!"

"The German army actually advanced to the middle line?" The fat man turned his head in some surprise, and looked at the middle line in charge of Salon from a distance, the torches all over the mountains and the sound of fierce fighting came with the wind, and there was a advancing array of torches, almost fitting with the central ridge guarded by the Salon army

"What is this guy doing here! With his strength, how could this happen!"

The fat man's face was full of confusion, although Salon's army was not the Central Army, but because it was the Northern Frontier Army, its equipment was second only to the Central Army, its combat power was strong, the soldiers were strong, and the two support flag regiments that had been transferred in the past had a strength of 40,000 troops, how could it be forcibly pushed to such a close distance by a swarm of Goude miscellaneous troops?

At this time, another Guards cavalry came at a hurry, "The central line has engaged the German army, and Lord Salonn feels great pressure and asks for an immediate counterattack."

"Bastard, this guy must have done it on purpose!" the fat man threw the battle report in his hand to the ground, he knew what Saron wanted to do, this guy actually put the entire front in danger in order to gain the glory of occupying the Kyoto of Virtue,...,

Although the middle line is the most strongly defended, it is also the most important, and if it is forcibly broken through by the Roders, it will not only threaten the two wings, but also cause the whole situation to be reversed, and in this situation, even if you feel that the time is not ripe, you will resolutely order the counterattack force that is lying behind the ridge to be thrown in

"Order, the 1st and 2nd Guards Cavalry Banner Regiment and Duoweiyan Cavalry immediately launched a counterattack, forming a flank attack on the enemy from the left and right flanks, leaving no other troops alone, and going straight into the middle of the enemy army!"

In the fierce battle, the Roude people suddenly saw a strange black line, in the hazy night, one after another black lines emerged from the edge of the ridge, a large dark and messy stretch of the road infinitely far away,

Groups of cavalry began to rush down like a huge arc, the air was suffocated and frozen at this moment, the brilliance of metal shone with the breath of killing, the black sky also showed light at this moment, and a layer of golden light flashed in the east,

Countless black dots continued to appear on the hills above their heads, and under the horses' hooves was the mist that had not yet completely dissipated, and the scimitar in his hand formed a forest of cold light in the mist

"Kill!"

The earth trembled at this moment, and the 40,000 cavalry were like a sea of war horses. The secret dense armor of the war horse shone with a cold and ruthless light