The battle line is like a long snake, winding and turbulent, and the blood is like a torrent, gushing out wildly. The forwards of the two armies were as turbulent as the waves, and the armies advanced or retreated, intersecting like the rocks in the Bay of Earth floating between the waves. The sparse places moved erratically, the thick smoke and dust advanced and retreated erratically, and the bloody crowds were pushed forward like a tide, and then pushed back again.
The strength of the orc army is very dense. However, after being shelled, the shells and stone bullets hit the hard ground and bounced into the crowd, crackling and rolling out broken limbs.
"They lack the troops capable of long-range firepower projection, but they have a lot of them," Prince Commodus said, pointing to the enemy's actions. "They need to approach as soon as possible, and then use those crazy warriors to tear apart our defense line. This action is We can predict it before the war, and we can make targeted arrangements."
The Beyelan legions formed a broad and thick formation, and the well-trained Beyelan infantry raised their shields and formed a tight shield formation shoulder to shoulder. The troops at the front were arranged in three rows, leaving passages behind to facilitate support and retreat.
A large number of ballistae were also deployed in the gaps between the infantry queues to shoot at the charging clan alliance soldiers.
The two-meter-long spear was ejected, whizzing across the battlefield and piercing the chests of the Clan Alliance soldiers, pinning them to the ground along with the soldiers behind them.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!" Along with the dull sounds, dozens of blood flowers suddenly bloomed on the clan alliance's battle line, but the others were still shouting and rushing towards them.
"Throw your spear! Fire three volleys!" the chief centurion shouted angrily.
A sharp whistle sounded, and the soldiers pulled out their javelins that had been planted on the ground and threw them hard at the swarming clan alliance soldiers. The spears tore through the air, emitting an extremely sharp and terrifying roar, tearing apart the flesh and blood of the Clan Alliance soldiers.
The Clan Alliance army screamed in agony, and ordinary soldiers were shot to death in an instant, or nailed to the ground and making dying cries. Many orc warriors and Beyonders were also mixed in with the charging infantry, but they who were hit by the spears also groaned and retreated, and all their strength was lost the moment the steel penetrated their bodies.
Even if Extraordinaries are much stronger than ordinary soldiers, they will still be injured under the rain of spears. Even the burly mountain monster was injured by the sharp spear and rolled to the ground like a hedgehog.
The three-round javelin of the well-trained Bijeran heavy infantry swept across the enemy's front like a strong wind. The huge clan alliance assault force was stunned as if it had hit a city wall. Their dense formations thinned out under fire.
Accompanied by the war cry of a troll spearman, thousands of orcs, trolls and orc warriors finally rushed in front of them, slamming their battle axes and spears into the shields of the infantry in front of them.
A rapid whistle sounded, and the infantrymen holding shields for defense immediately raised their swords and struck forward. The troll who pressed against the shield threw all his strength into the solid shield. After attacking for a while, there was no progress, and his momentum was already weakened. Suddenly, he was hit by a storm and was knocked down on the spot. Row.
The orc army, which suffered a big loss, smashed the shield again, and was firmly defended by the well-trained Bijeran heavy infantry. Suddenly there was another whistle, and the infantrymen thrust out their spears and daggers from the gaps between their shields.
The unprepared trolls immediately chopped down another row, and the rest looked at the corpses of their fellow tribesmen in shock, and then looked at the unmoving iron armor shield wall in front of them, and they all started to shake.
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"That's enough!" Overseer Wulong, the commander of the Lum Front Army, nodded, "Send the berserkers to attack."
A loud drumbeat sounded from behind the clan alliance.
Hundreds of shirtless orcs mingled with the infantry. Upon receiving the order, these hidden warriors unscrewed the wine bottles at their waists, poured the red liquid into their mouths, and then roared and swelled like bears.
Officer Beyelan, who was riding a horse, could even see these warriors starting to transform in the crowd from a distance. Their skin became as red as boiling molten iron, and the muscles all over their bodies swelled. They roared and pushed away their companions who were blocking the way, and rushed forward in large strides.
"Ula!"
These warriors rushed out with a roar, knocking aside their comrades in front like war elephants, and then rushed towards the shield wall wielding war hammers, giant axes, flails and maces.
"Shield wall! Hold on!"
The Beyelan soldiers put up their large shields, and the soldiers behind withstood the soldiers in front, waiting for the coming violent impact. Then he suddenly realized that he was flying into the sky.
"Ahhh!" The infantrymen who were attacked let out howls of ghosts and wolves. The heavy weapons flew across the hands of the berserker warriors, tearing apart the soldiers' shields and breastplates like crushing cardboard boxes, and smashing open their helmets and heads.
The berserkers slammed into the shield wall of Beyelan's army like a flash flood hitting a rock. Many Beyelan soldiers were knocked into the air, but the remaining ones still firmly defended their positions.
Hundreds of clan alliance infantry swarmed forward, slashing and knocking on the shield wall in front of them together with the berserker warriors, and then killed the Beyelan soldiers who lost their protection one by one. The berserkers who were capable of killing even massacred the infantry following them indiscriminately.
Red and white liquids splashed everywhere on the forward position. Reinforcements from behind continued to swarm up, and the defense line became chaotic almost instantly. The determined heavy infantry were also frightened and shaken by the momentum of the berserker warriors.
"Salvo!" Seeing the squadron in the front row being broken through by the berserkers, the officers and sergeants of the second row gave the order, and hundreds of guns roared out, setting off a bloody rain of death on the front line of the clan alliance.
"Hula la la la!" The berserker warriors were not afraid of the steel and death thrown at them, and they shouted wildly and rushed towards the Beyelan infantry who were close at hand.
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"What, what a crazy monster!" Prince Commodus watched in shock as the fearless orcs attacked his army. The determined heavy infantry battle lines broke and bent in a very short time. For a moment, he even forgot to give the order. Order.
"Your Highness, it's almost time." Maximus reminded. But the prince was still in shock.
The old general turned around and said to the officers: "Strike the enemy's flanks with long-range fire. Hold our line of defense. Send a signal and the infantry in the center retreat slowly.
"Cavalry group, assault."
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"Damn the orcs!" Sergeant Major Fenrir saw the legion front beginning to break up and shouted anxiously, "Isn't there any news about Warrant Officer and their observations?"
"Haven't seen the semaphore yet."
"Give me the echo crystal!" the sergeant major grabbed the crystal and shouted, "Where are you people? Where are my observations? Where are the shooting instructions?"
"Keep on holding on, we'll be there soon, soon!" Senamon's tone was also extremely anxious. There was a whistling wind in the echo, and he was still running hard.
"It's too late! Our legion will be finished if we wait any longer!" Fenrir shouted, "I'll move the big snake and continue shelling on the nearby mounds to support the front line! Damn it, I don't know the range and landing point... "
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"Oh, this, this! Is our army really defeated!?" Test Warrant Officer Sast watched the orcs attack the Byerland Army on the high ground, tearing apart the battle line bit by bit, and his whole body trembled, "The orc master is terrifying. Such!"
Alas, such a defeatist! Sennamon cursed in his mind.
They had just rode up the hillside on horseback, and before they had time to observe, the situation in the Chinese army was already turbulent.
The situation was already very dangerous, and the bodies of recently killed skirmishers and rangers were scattered on the ground. Sennamon started to feel nervous as soon as he arrived here, but when he thought that the big snake cannon behind him was still waiting for his instructions, he could only cheer up with all his strength.
The infantry of both sides were fighting fiercely, and Beyeland's infantry formed a tight formation. Hundreds of orc berserkers were naked to the waist, holding battle axes half as tall as a man, and rushed towards them with ferocious roars.
Their impact was extremely shocking, just like wild waves hitting the rocks on the shore. The rocks that were hit were shattered and splashed.
One figure was knocked into the air, and the orc berserker wielded his giant ax and spun in the shield wall and the forest of guns. The legion's front began to collapse and disintegrate, and many places began to break.
This was the first time for Sennamon to witness such a terrifying battle. The strength of the orc warriors was simply beyond imagination. Even from a few hundred meters away, the unstoppable bravery makes people fight.
He couldn't help but suspect from the bottom of his heart that such a terrifying enemy was not something humans could fight against! Even if you give Orochi guidance on the shooting angle and landing point, nothing will change.
Senamon shouted with his last hope and sense of responsibility: "Sergeant, hold on and wait a little longer!"
"Idiot, I even moved the gun position..."
The echo signal is interrupted.
"Hey, Fenrir, wait, Sergeant Major, answer."
The Echo Crystal was enveloped in a rustling echo, and nothing could be heard.
"Interference? Or is it too far away?" Sast shouted in surprise, "Wait, look at the ground, something is approaching."
There seems to be something else hidden in the oppressive air. The gravel on the ground bounced rapidly. The oppressive feeling of approaching thunderclouds is suffocating.
A whistling sound came from behind. Sennamon, who was riding on horseback, didn't know what happened for a moment. The hunting wind and sharp whistling converged into a roar like a shower.
The earth trembles, and a silver storm presses along the ridge.
"what is that?"
"It's the Armored Cavalry!"
More than a dozen squadrons of cavalry formed a dense formation and roared past Senamon. They carried lances or sabers on their shoulders, looked ahead with firm eyes, rode their horses upright, crossed the slope next to the infantry line at a slow trot, and rushed towards the side and rear of the orc army.
A group of armored cavalry passed by less than 10 meters in front of Sennamon. The leading knight wore a silver breastplate, held a purple lance, and had a pair of colorful wings on the saddle.
The wings whistled in the wind, like the roar of sea water. The astonishing momentum is solemn and beautiful, like the embodiment of the legendary will to control heaven's punishment.
The leading knight glanced at the shocked Sennamon and Sastre. The sharp gaze under the dark golden visor was like a scarlet moon, and the tremor and fear that made people unable to look directly penetrated the bone marrow.
"The one who carries the banner!" Sennamon whispered in his heart. Sast was so frightened that he fell off his horse.
At the same time, a majestic voice echoed deep in the hearts of the two warrant officers.
"Starting now, the armored cavalry will conduct a sudden attack as planned.
"Griffith, Commander of Level 3 Assault Squadron."
