Gang Fei Empire, Focordilla, cloudless blue sky,

　　

The hand of the Duke of Andia calmed the crotch of war horses under the crotch, gazing at the wilderness ahead, the moonlight flags of the Istans spread all over the mountains, and in November, the war with the North of Obaro broke out with the attention of the north. The battle for hegemony in the region of Central Europe

　　

　　 Once domineering, now the imperial empire under the river, and the war that is rapidly expanding against the Islam who vowed to severely punish all pagans,

　　

The early advance of the Istanians went smoothly, almost swept the border between Gang and Fei in less than a month. With the deepening of the advance troops, the two armies centered on Focordilla and the densely packed legions All the way down the camp.

　　

The highest commander of the Istanians is the governor of the east of Islam, Hajira. He is the most trusted confidant of the Istanian emperor. He is cruel, bloodthirsty, and cunning, but he is also the most loyal believer. It was not just this huge empire in Central Oubaro. Emperor Istan happened to order two hundred thousand Istanian troops in two ways. He led his own 80,000 main force to attack the southern area of ​​Gangfei, another 70,000. The regular army and 60,000 slave soldiers are responsible for attacking the front line of Foucdilla, the most important province in central Africa.

　　

　　The soldiers and horses in charge of this Eastern Governor not only included the Istanian army, but also included a large number of rebels from the three kingdoms that swept along the way. At first, for the sake of preserving his own strength, Hajira originally intended that this battle was completely completed independently by the rebels he obtained, and the local regular army of Istan did not participate. Hayla believes that even the 100,000-thousand teachers can't simply take a small Fokodilla, and they have the majesty of falling into the Istanian army. Therefore, he still ordered the regular legions to prepare for the battle. Although he himself believed that this was completely unnecessary, the elite troops of the imperial empire were just a group of people, just like he encountered in the previous provinces. Like, the other party is just a larger number of people

　　

　　November 4, dawn. The 10,000 cavalry cluster of the Istan Army first appeared in front of the non-human,

　　

These Istanian cavalrymen wore white cross-black battle shirts, black and white helmets on their heads, and their faces were cold. They stopped at a distance of 500 meters in front of the Gangfei Army, and looked at the Gangfei people in front. It’s like an eagle on a high altitude looking at its prey. They hold a round shield in their hands. They are gorgeous and eye-catching. The unique curved double-edged sword of the Istanians straddles the waist. This double-edged sword is very Sharp. Only Istan’s craftsmen can forge, so it is also called “Istan curved sword”

　　

　　 In front of the Istanian cavalry, there is a large mass of infantry,

　　

In the early morning, the dense fog spread a little, and the non-soldiers could clearly see the enemy’s first wave of queues, and they were stunned. They were standing on the front line of the Istanian front, not the progressive infantry wearing heavy armor. It is not a brave cavalry, but an infinite number of captives.

　　

　　 Most of these captives were Gangfei soldiers who had previously been arrested. There are also a large number of civilians, old people, children, and women, and many are young and middle-aged, with the Estanian cavalry following them. Pumping with a leather whip, piercing with a gun, chopping with a saber, forcing them to move forward. Those who lag behind will be beaten cruelly if they lag a little behind.

　　

　　 "Fast, run over if you don't want to die!" The Istanian cavalry laughed wildly in the back, and slammed the whip to make the huge queue more like a square. The captured Gangfeiren cried and wailed while running, "Don't let the arrow go, we are Gangfeiren." The crying and wailing sounded into the sky, making people cry. "What should I do? There was a commotion in the queue, the soldiers trembling their bow strings and shooting at the enemy, they would not hesitate, but they would shoot their companions without changing their face, and Dali was defenseless. Civilians,

　　

　　 The war judges yelled angrily in the back, "Attention, let the arrow go! Let the arrow go! They cannot be brought near!"

　　

But the soldiers hesitated, the arrows in their hands hung down, these are their own countrymen, can't bear to look at this cruel scene, several soldiers cried, and others shouted and shouted exhaustedly while waving their hands "Don't come here! Run! Don't come!" The captives in the front stopped a little, but the one who left behind was just a non-human. Immediately he was hacked without hesitation by the Istanian cavalry." The remaining captives were frightened and began to advance again.

　　

Duke Andia slowly raised his head and said sharply, "Pass my order, if the enemy continues to approach, let the arrow go!" The two lines of tears flowing quietly on his face "Pomp!" The bowstring vibrated, someone The first arrow and the second arrow were shot. The soldiers hesitated, and the arrow flew towards the front like a raindrop, watching the compatriots screaming and falling down in their own hands, even the hard-hearted Warlord Judge Tears sadly. "Haha, it's interesting, change the team!" Governor Hajera's mouth sneered with a sneer, raised his hands behind him, and a team of captives were driven to the ground crying and crying.

　　

He likes this tactic of driving the captives to the front line the best. This is the best way to combat the morale of the other party. Seeing that the opposite non-humans are losing their souls, Governor Hajera laughed and did not give up. He ordered After driving out groups of captives, forcing them to move forward, forcing them to kill their compatriots, and seeing that all of them were killed again, Governor Hajera narrowed his eyes slightly, and he seemed to have some intentions. Licked lips

　　

The land in front became bright red and was gradually filled with corpses and flesh. About 17,000 corpses of captives lay in front of them. "Kill!" Stepping on a bridge built by flesh and blood, the most advanced infantry of the Istanians began Pushing forward, they held square squamous off-white shields, their armor appeared thin, and instead of wearing a helmet on their heads, they wore a cloth with a red moon mark, the cloth was very long, and the rest was in the wind Floating in the middle, it looks extremely sturdy. This is the death squad of the Estan. They are often served by people who make mistakes or criminals in the army. "Go ahead, kill!" The death squad begins to accelerate at a position of about 100 meters. They are Specially selected to take the lead,

　　

The death squad is not good at attacking the city, but it is particularly suitable for field assault, because they are all criminals who have been sentenced to felony, and the way to live and get free is to use the enemy's 100 heads. Their equipment is mainly bayonets and short-width swords, and some people have undergone professional short-term training. Good at close combat,

　　

As the Expendables marched forward, the cavalry ordered her to promise "everyone heard that if they broke the enemy, Governor Hajera rewarded a thousand gold coins, the first person to attack Fokoradi, whether soldier or officer. , All can reward 10,000 gold coins and give them the power of complete pardon, and the leader of the enemy general will be personally awarded to the title of the little nobleman. The little nobleman is the lowest rank of the Istan Empire, but it is not safe for the DPRK. For the Death Squad, just restoring this rule is enough to make it desperate.

　　

　　 "Long live!"

　　

　　 Hearing such confusing conditions, the eyes of the death squad were red, and the wine jar was smashed to the ground. Before the battle, they drank enough spirits and daring, behind the death squad. This is the true power of Hajera, the governor's legion. Compared with the chaotic and inconsistent team form of the frontal daring team, the 70,000-Istanian regular army is in order and the queue is neat. The queue advances in a scattered line. Rows and rows of archers, swordsmen, axemen, bayonet teams, and shields are well-organized, showing a killing in order.

　　

　　 "Attention, ready to fight!"

　　

　　 Duke Andia shouted loudly in front of him. The phalanx formed by the Gang-African army is rock-solid. These include five gangly swordsmen regiments with extremely strong combat effectiveness. These swordsmen began training at the age of five and were required to watch the battle on the battlefield at the age of nine. Although the body is equipped with light armor, the armor-breaking lance in his hand is very sharp and can penetrate the heavy heavy armor. It is a fang hiding in the infantry square.

　　

"kill!"

　　

With more than 100,000 troops, the two armies were crowded into a large plain of Focordilla. As the distance approached, it was like two rapid steel walls crashing together. It was a sudden burst of blood, shoulder to shoulder, shield against the shield, the back row was next to the front row, squeezed so hard to breathe, the troops were condemned, and the force team was sent one by one, ordering the troops behind The troops in front, with such a vigorous embrace, no one wants to move forward, the mountains and the wild,

　　

From the hundreds of meters encountered at the beginning, the line of attack quickly expanded to thousands of kilometers at an unimaginable speed, and the archers on both sides did not even need to aim, just shooting, shooting, shooting, row after row of archers Intensive shooting in turns,

　　

　　 Thousands of bows squeaked into a full moon, and the swish arrows poured onto the heads of the Istanians and Gangfei soldiers like the continuous heavy rain. Countless gangsters fell into the ground with their arrows, their blood stained the frontline, "Kill! Kill! Kill!"

　　

　　 Infantry on both sides had already killed their red eyes. Some teams had been defeated and wanted to withdraw, but no, the follow-up troops had rushed up, and they were pushed up again. An infantry regiment trampled on the blood of his brother, striding forward,

　　

Governor Hajera couldn’t believe it, but it was all his men. It was the old team he had accumulated for many years. It took him countless efforts and financial resources to build a killing machine. He once thought that in the continent of Obaro, No one can contend with his subordinates, but I did not expect that the inhuman, who has always looked down on him, will behave so tenaciously this time. It is like changing a person. His elite troops have suffered more than half of the casualties and stepped on the base. The **** sea of ​​dead corpses, while the other party is also unwilling to resist, fighting stubbornly. The two sides launched a white-blade battle, and fierce fighting from here to there,

　　

Countless sharp weapons are slashing and killing each other. Both sides gritted their teeth and bleed. The **** swords and swords were everywhere. The battle line was completely beaten into blood red. Both sides stepped on the wounded and deceased bodies and continued to fight. The sound continued. "Adult, the left wing is asking for reinforcements!" "Left wing?" In the direction of Gangfei, Duke Andia also received a report from the army for assistance. The eyebrows frowned slightly. The left wing is the focus of today's fierce battle. The Istanians cast a total of here. It is the huge strength of ten teams, trying to break through the defense line in one fell swoop here. Marquis Yerdo, head of the Gangfei New Eighth Army, one of the Gangfei New Eighth Legion, is here. His Gangfei New Eighth Army has three elite infantry regiments with a total strength of nearly 60,000 people.

　　

It’s no wonder that the Duke of Andia is confused about this. If he visits the left wing, he will find that the situation is worse than he imagined. Sixty percent of the power of the Istanian army fell here, and the weapons slammed and sparked. Splashes, the wounded are groaning, the soldiers have killed their red eyes, and their feet are greasy, that is the human body stepping on, the **** smell of the nose is choking, the head of the regiment, Marquis Yerdo, is scolding in anger The head of the Gangfei Non-Seventh Army Corps, who was responsible for his flanks, was afraid of fighting first, causing his New Eighth Corps to fight on both sides. "The situation is not good!"

　　

　　Hyala, the governor of eastern Istanbul, patted the whip with anxious hands. The task given to him by the emperor was to break through Focordil in mid-November, and then to meet with His Majesty the Emperor who broke the south and went north, hitting the non-imperial Kyoto in one fell swoop. So that his troops lost a lot, and the commander quickly rushed around him and reported that the fifth team of the half-dead went up!

　　

　　 "Tito Bastion Army went up!"

　　

　　 "Master Lei Su asked for reinforcements! He said that his seventeenth team of Tiger Eyes could not stand it!"

　　

　　 "Report! Lord Gusier is dead!"

　　

　　 "Yu Wei Legion went up!"

　　

　　 "The Seneca team has suffered too many casualties and is unable to fight anymore!"

　　

　　Hayela's hand was shaking slightly: the battle has been three hours! The front is like a bottomless black hole, engulfing one team after another, and countless elite soldiers will disappear, but Foucir's release line is still standing tall. He couldn't understand. What the **** is going on: the invincible Istan warriors paid a huge price and sacrifice, and even a gap was not opened! The other party agreed to fight for several hours. "Aren't the other soldiers tired? How can they maintain such a high fighting spirit and strong energy?" Bastard! "He cursed softly. At dusk, after several hours of fierce fighting, the offensive of the Istanian forces was contained for the first time. The Istanians divided into two lines, one of them was blocked by Foucir. They were on the front line. Thick layers and layers of corpses were dropped on the board. Although the commander was still sending troops in the non-stop troop condemnation, the soldier's body and mind were already tired. This piece can be described as beautiful in front of him The earth is like a meat grinder at the moment. One team after another was sent lively to become a corpse,

　　

　　 There was a strong smell of blood in the air, and there was a rotten flesh and blood at the feet, and the blood flow was piled up into a small river.

　　

　　The soldiers came to the battlefield, came down to rest, and then went to the battlefield. It was just that the military order was ringing in my ears and I had to move forward. The always arrogant Istanians were beaten up and swooped from the beginning of their efforts to become a little slow forward now, hoping that the sun would go down early. To end the offensive, or other troops hurry into the city, don't let it be your turn to climb the "meat grinder." The momentum of scrambling and leading is no longer there.

　　

The Istanian offensive has begun to weaken, and Andia is keenly aware of this. He turned around and whispered to the subordinate cavalry behind him. "You can start!" "Please rest assured, lord!" The subordinate cavalry looks dignified , Short answer, Andia nodded her head, looked up at the sky, unexpectedly remembered the old man who had been buried, and introduced the Istanians into the hinterland of the empire, letting them be utterly smashed and completely resolving the empire II. Thirty years of hidden trouble, if it was not for those who saw the plan in the hands of His Majesty the Emperor, a few others could think of,

　　

As the sky began to dim, Hajira, the governor of the eastern part of the Eastern Empire, ordered the entire army to withdraw. The **** sunset in the sky reflected the fierce battlefield ahead, reflecting a gleaming light, which surprised Hajira. People did not send people to clean up the corpses. "It may have been too many dead!" Hayla thought so. In this battle, his eastern legion lost more than 30,000 people. A breeze just like himself gently lifted the ribbon around his head. Unexpectedly, he vaguely heard something~lightnovelpub.net~ turned around, there was a black wave in the red glow now , "Attention, cavalry!" There was a terrifying voice not far away, and the sound of horseshoes thundered like thunder. The queue was black and avalanche-like, overflowing the entire plain, and I couldn't even see the end. It was the heavy armored cavalry who was riding a saddle and jumping horses, like a rush to his flanks, "Asshole!: Hailah hit A chilling, so many heavy armored cavalry, in Gangfei only one person, that is Gangfei emperor, but that is a seven-year-old child!, looks like a sharp turn, when he was confused, in the armored cavalry The three teams in the direction of impact, due to the shortest distance, have begun to confuse. They are the most able to feel the terrifying momentum of the oncoming team. The armored cavalry roared and displayed a terrible fighting like a lion, like a tiger.

　　

　　 The ground trembles violently under the feet, standing unsteady, the horseshoe rumbling around the ears,

　　

　　 "Kill!" shouted loudly,

　　

The neat armored cavalry was heavy like a towering mountain, but it was quickly pressed into the Istanian forces. The front-row Istanian soldiers were shocked before the first exclamation. Forced to fly, and then fell under the iron hooves in the back row,

　　

　　 The second row, the third row... The soulful Istanians, row by row, were washed down by an unstoppable torrent of steel, as if they were pinched by paper mud!

　　

"Kill!" The roar of Zhentian, who was just a cavalry, overwhelmed the screams of horses and horses, and the clashes of weapons. During their terrifying offensive, the Governor Hajera's flanks could not even resist for a moment. He was flooded by this torrent of black armor, (to be continued)【】