Whole Nation

~: One thousand six hundred and thirty-five

In the dark night, the dark river surface can only see a huge dark, quiet, only very faint starlight, the moon is hiding behind the dark clouds, the whole sky rises gray, as if it is going to rain, The air also seemed very suffocating, there was no slight wind, the humid stimulating air on the river surface made the patrol cavalry along the river feel some cold, the hundreds of thousands of troops confronted the bank, on such a night, whether it was the Northwest Allied Force or high The Lu people seem to be deliberately keeping quiet, and they are trying to reduce the sound of their own direction as much as possible,

In the middle of the night, the torches were only screamed in the night breeze, the red sparks popped from the top, and the stomping footsteps of the river bank "treading" gathered by more than one hundred thousand troops came from across the river. , Which attracted the attention of the riverside. "Pay attention to the enemies!" the cry of the patrol cavalry galloping along the riverside, exploding the entire riverbank,

"Crossbowman, hurry! Occupy the riverside!" Countless soldiers burrowed out of the Falcon Army's barracks, and the beach was quickly filled with soldiers. "Column crossbow! 150 meters ahead!" As the crossbow squadron leader shouted one after another, a tense fighting spirit filled the air. The trained Falcon Army crossbowman discharged several lines of attack, Kneeling on one knee, leaning forward, the foot-shaped infantry heavy crossbow in his hand lifted up slightly, aimed at the river in front, and on the opposite beach, it was also a hustle and bustle of people, countless torches like a river that illuminates the earth, from Behind the adobe across the river came out like stars in the sky,

"Line up!"

The sound of the warhorse hissing came with the wind. In the light of the torch opposite, countless Gaul soldiers wearing heavy armor gathered, and a cluster of black shadows appeared on the river bank opposite with the sound of the wind. The Gaul legion was on the riverside. There are ten infantry formations on the side, like a huge trapezoidal queue,

One hundred Gaul squadron battle flags were blown by the night wind. There was a thrilling roar, a large Gaul long shield like a door panel, with a red cross coat of arms on the shield surface, under the light of the fire, like a lit flame, in every queue On the far left is the towering Gaul eagle battle flag. The flagpole is made of pure copper. The red battle flag is hung on the top of the winged eagle shape, and it is blown straight by the wind by the river. The line-shaped queue of Gaul's entire infantry exemplifies a very high military quality, giving a mountain-like feeling in the dark

"Adult" a General Gaul wearing a lion-shaped helmet turned around and bowed his head to the oncoming Stanley Spencer,

"General Pyrenees! Please come here." Stanley Spencer stood above the river to stop the warhorse. His eyes swept the front formation. A flash of heat flashed in his eyes. The entire 30,000 troops were used as bait to fight. Not only courage but also courage, these warriors of the empire will take on the important task of attracting the attention of the opposite side when the army crosses the river. Although it was only a strong attack, in order to convince the other party, the necessary loss was inevitable, and his eyes were full of coldness. Tonight's Sona River is destined to be stained with human blood, but the sun that rises tomorrow will witness the glory of the empire

"Relax!" General Gaul in this lion helmet grinned. "I will let those barbarians in the northwest know. In front of the billowing iron flow of the imperial army, they are just a pile of poor worms! Look at the black clouds tonight." , Sir. We are all looking forward to this battle in the northwest will be finalized in the hands of the sir!"

"Okay, we'll meet across the river bank!" Stanley Binsai nodded excitedly, the famous general in the Pyrenees' fourth army of Gaul, and the Pyrenees under his command was the Gaul of the Qing Dynasty. Heavy infantry, famous for being good at attacking hardships, until the figure of Stanley Spencer disappears,

The Pyrenees turned around and looked at the opposite bank of the river with shè hands, and raised their hands high, "Calive, hit me!"

"Wow" is like suddenly tearing apart the rift of the storm. Hundreds of trebuchets behind the adobe suddenly hurled a huge lever into the sky, screaming, and countless lit fireballs dragged out violently in the air. The dazzling light tail, like a meteor pouring in the black sky, emits warmth, countless red fire spots, bursting like raindrops in the sky, everyone's eyes are in these white lights, feel a burst of indescribable Burning sensation

"Attention, throw a stone bomb!" The Falcon Army crossbowman suddenly thought that the other party would play this hand, and it was suddenly confused.

"go ahead!"

The Gaul army shouted and began to move forward. Thousands of troops rushed to the river. The dense arrow rain poured down, and the vibrating sound of the bow string was neat, just like a dense raindrop in the night struck the ground, a dazzling cold light. Faced with a violent roar, Li Jian brought out a storm-like white line, forming a waterfall-like wonder in heavy rain.

"Ah" Gaul soldiers behind the shield hit arrows, countless blood blooming in their crowded queue like flowers.

"Go forward, rush past!"

Under the strong arrow clusters, the Gaul army stepped into the river as if they were hit by a large invisible hand, and they fell together.

Numerous clusters of arrows made the soldiers struggling to advance in the water into blood holes, but no one took these casualties seriously. The soldiers in front of the arrows were completely ignored by the grievous screams. It is normal to fight the dead. However, under such a strong strike, the forwards of the Gaulian formation continued to move forward in the rain of arrows without any retreat. The collision between the black and the red, in the mud mixed with human blood, the sound of killing and screaming was mixed. One piece, the scene is as chaotic as a pot of gruel,

The soldiers raised their shields to protect their heads, and slowly moved forward in the waist-deep river. With the efforts of both parties, the water flow of the river was significantly reduced to the minimum. Even if it reached the deepest part of the middle of the river, the river could only submerge them. The chest, the gentle water flow, can no longer impulse the soldiers wearing heavy armor, and the Gaul soldiers who found this seem to arouse the high fighting intentions because they think they are blocking the tributary, so the current depth of the river That's it, without the river's obstruction, there is no doubt that the ground is flat

Poo. Poo. "There are more soldiers on the riverside stepping into the river without hesitation. Splashing water splashes, the whole surface of the river seems to roll up, and the dense Gaul soldiers lean against the shore in the current." ,

"The pikemen lined up!" With a loud cry, the Falcon crossbowmen above the riverside retreated like cháo water, and the heavy gun troops with shields entered the battlefield from the back in an orderly manner.

"Come on, we rushed to the riverbank!" a Gaul soldier stepped on the riverbank half foot, shouting excitedly. The opponent's resistance is lower than expected, but the dense spears in front of him make his shouts come abruptly. These heavy gunners in heavy armor are like a pack of wolves that appeared in the cold rain.

The heavy gunmen of the Southern Army were all veterans who had gone through the war. The Gauls who climbed up the riverside did not press it up from the beginning. Instead, they were hiding behind the thick shields, and stood up with sharp sharp guns in their hands. A huge array of guns enough to destroy the enemy, the dense queue is like a wall of steel.

In the eyes of the soldiers, a fierce contempt is instigated. As a melee unit, the damage of the pikemen is often the largest among the various arms. The two armies are intertwined. Only the brave can survive. The pikeman looks at each one and climbs ashore. The Gauls have a cold look like they look at the dead, only this way. Only then can they overcome the fear in their hearts to the maximum and let themselves survive the tragic assassination confrontation. If they encounter weather such as rainstorms and thunder, the blood in their bodies will be completely excited,

"go ahead!"

Both sides of the "advance" shouted at the same time, and the pikemen stepped forward neatly. The cold eyes showed through the bloodthirsty madness. A Gaul soldier was pierced in the head by the heavy gun army as soon as he climbed the riverside. The yellow and white objects splashed the face of his companion behind him, and countless black armor formed a torrent. "Pappa", a 10,000-long gunman's encirclement, hit the Gauls who were running wildly towards the beach, like a hammer that suddenly smashed into the heap of flour, countless blood rains flew into the air with the residual limbs, A **** storm, a strong **** smell hit the face, and the hundred Gaul soldiers who had just climbed ashore were completely crushed.

The pace of the heavy gunner did not stop, but continued to move forward into the river,

"Go up!"

"kill"

The two armies actually killed in the middle of the river channel, swords and swords, the two sides fighting each other rolled in the waist-waisted water, the spear brought a string of bright red human blood, flowing down the river channel, the river was all red, in the photo Under the bright torch, it seemed so strange.

"Master Duke, so fierce Gaul!" A section of the middle reaches of the river channel, a Denia guard knight gasped in his mouth, and beside him, the Duke of Denia struggled from a Gaul A long sword was pulled from the soldier’s body, and the blood of the Gaul soldier came out and splashed his face,

Looking up, the sight in front of him made Duke of Denia take a breath of air. On the opposite river bank, the Gaul soldiers seemed to be unable to kill, holding arms and rushing to plop, plop into the flooded In the blood of the waist, people cháo turbulent, and looking from above, it seems to cover the entire river surface, as a burst of arrows rain down the riverside, splashing countless scarlet liquid,

In his eyes at the moment, in the middle of the river, a flock, whether it is the Falcon Army or the Gaul Army, they are all fierce beasts, they are biting with their teeth. With their feet, they will also exert incredible fighting power before they die. The proud Denia heavy infantry, which they are proud of, has been defeated in just half an hour despite their strength advantage Twice, this was a very frustrating discovery for the Duke of Denia, some things can be made up with equipment, and some need real accumulation,

The Duke of Denia ruled the country with his **** wrists, but he was always pinned by his old opponent, Sonder. It was the first time that such a fierce battle really happened. He knew that the area where the other party attacked was actually the defense line of the Falcons, and he was only just I was lucky enough to be swept,

But even with such a casual sweep, the army of the Duke of Denia paid thousands of losses in just over half a hour to drive the Gauls off the river, while the Falcon Army could be as powerful as Hong's is equal to that of Gaul's army, and even has the upper hand.

It is enough to show that the gap between the Denia army and the Falcon army is large, and it is needless to say that the small power countries are almost defeated by one touch, and even the army of the Duke of Dunkier was crushed by these defeats. If it wasn’t for the Falcons to make timely additions, the riverside defense line would appear like the first exit

The army fought fiercely, and a fast horse that reported the battle report also galloped into the main falcon camp.

At this time, the main camp of the Falcon Army was rare, only the sound of crossbows from the direction of the river. From the direction of the main camp, countless metal white lines crossed the 50-meter-wide river surface and brought up A piece of blood of death, the Gaul regular army steadily stepped into the river, people continued to shoot arrows, and the body was swept away by the river. It seemed not to be critical but not optimistic.

June 5rì four o'clock in the morning

One hour after the blood slain in the middle of the Saona River, the 100,000 Gaul army was divided into four echelons and appeared in the lower shoal. With the command of a strong attack, 100,000 Gaul troops, like landslides, rushed to the river below the waist only,

The five-mile long river was completely congested, and tens of thousands of infantry swarmed forward in the current

"Release!" The defensive Jaglins ordered the 40,000 falcon guards on the riverside to sound the sound of death. Countless boulders and storm-like arrows flew out with a scream of slashing air. At the same time, the two-winged phalanx phalanx arranged at the front of the riverside also began to spread towards the sky. There were countless screams on the river, and the Gaul army at the forefront was crossed by a strong crossbow, and with the **** masses, the bodies floated from the water,

The soldiers behind jumped over them and continued to advance, screaming forward,

"The first battle, withdraw!" The Gaul soldiers rushed into the 30-meter line, and the archers of the front line ran back quickly. To avoid Gaul's counterattack

"Second, let go"

With the order, hundreds of heavy crossbow vehicles were neatly arranged in the Falcon army, and the bowstring has been pulled apart for a half moon. The bow string creaked in a tight "creak", only the word "put" was heard, and the crossbow bow shouted violently, while shouting to the opposite side. The whimper of "sweeping" continued, and a burst of ghostly crying wolf came from the darkness. After shè struck for two rounds, the river in front looked like a thick stack of absorbent paper. Each one absorbed the blood of Gaul soldiers in full. More than five thousand bodies were washed away by the water,

"Go forward, go back and kill!"

Stanley Spencer issued a very strict order, one person withdrew, and the whole team of fifty people were buried together. Under such an order, the Gaul soldiers were completely like crazy, fifty meters of the river, everywhere The body, the Gaul soldiers carried the body forward,

The people in the back only look forward and forward, even if they want to not go forward, they are pushed forward by the people in the back. The struggle of the front-row soldiers has no effect at all, and the numerous arrows continue to enter them. Any breathing body is like a shield made of flesh and blood,

The bodies of countless Gaul soldiers rolled along with the river water, and it was no longer clear whether it was river water or blood water. Finally, a team of Gaul soldiers rushed to the embankment, and they were greeted by tens of thousands of brushes. Long spears, all the forward points of the guns, the Gaul soldiers without retreating screamed savagely, threw themselves forward, pierced by countless spears, more and more Gaul soldiers rushed ashore, the two armies are like two The fierce waves started to collide, and the white-blade battle began. In an instant, thousands of soldiers strangled together, thousands of people's blood splattered, the entire river section was opened, and a thin layer of blood mist rose like a thin line of blood between the two armies.

"Your Majesty, the Duke of Denia sent someone to report, the pressure in the middle is too great, request support!" The military newspaper was quickly delivered to the fat man in the main camp downstream

"Mid-section? The fat man rolled his eyes disdainfully. Before the other party launched a real attack, the bait would be thrown as early as he expected. Now that he knows the focus of the enemy's attack, the fat man has re-adjusted, and the middle strength is reduced by half. Otherwise, even if the Gauls doubled in number, they would not be able to cause such great pressure so quickly. Half of the remaining people are the real jīngrui of the Falcon Army, 10,000 zhōngyāng Army, and 20,000 South Army heavy gunmen, as well as 10,000 Saron’s favorite assault heavy infantry, plus 40,000 downstream heavy soldiers, the main force of the Falcons is almost entirely downstream

"If it is really the middle section, the downstream will not be so lively!" Slowly standing up from the seat, the thick armor on the fat man made a metal friction sound in the tent, and picked up the exaggerated eagle-wing helmet on the table, opening Asked, "What about the downstream?

"The offensive was very fierce, and our army had two flag regiments destroyed!" The guard answered

"It's almost the same! Otherwise, it's not too boring!" The fat man whispered into the helmet, fastened the collar of the white thorn thorn badge, and dragged a red **** cloak out of the army slowly. The gate of the tent, as seen from where he stood, the sky above the riverside was already shrouded in a huge red light,

The fierce fighting sound came with the wind, so that the blood of any soldier was boiling,

The footsteps stopped at the position of the tent door. The fat man glanced at the quiet army in front of the military account. The whole Guangping in front was full of people. The 50,000 jīng Rui, who was drawn from the middle section, had already fought here and waited for most of the night. Lu people are not coming yet, they are all disappointed

"His Majesty"

Seeing the figure of His Majesty Falcon appearing in the tent door, 50,000 of the sharpest heavy infantry holding a spear in one hand, while kneeling on one knee in front of the fat man neatly, under each cold steel helmet, a pair of full The hot eyes are full of the desire to worship and fight for his own monarch,

"I ask you one last time in the name of God of War, are you all ready?"

The fat man's eyes are as bright as ~lightnovelpub.net~ sweeping across the soldiers' faces, and scattered into a slightly irregular quadrilateral, the neatly arranged armor and bayonet can't be seen at the end.

The silent legion, only the call of the night wind, the fat man saw the unshakable expectation, loyalty, trust, enthusiasm in the eyes of the soldiers

"In this case, let the imperial regiment's killing intention go to the sky like a flame of Liaoyuan tonight!"

The fat man Walang pulled out a semi-arc sharp sword, and in the hands of the fat man, Samor made a sound of the sword resounding through the sky,

Tens of thousands of heavy soldiers moved, the military heart climbed to the extreme in the sword, and they shouted in unison

"Must win!

The screaming wilderness, countless sharp and cold light infantry spears are like dense forests of steel, lifted up together at this moment,

Look at the densely packed soldiers and the spears flashing like snow in the night, the fat man's knife fell, and at this time, a sound of rolling thunder came from the upstream direction.