: One thousand two hundred and eighty-five Scarlet Silver Sparrow (7)

"Booming" Yu Siru is like a note, the wilderness is dark, the sky and earth are like a fusion, with a dull thunder coming from the northwest direction, the silver lightning splits the vast sky like a sword, and it is full of black In the space, there was a burst of hula burning, and it also illuminated the edge of the fierce silver bird white mound below.
　　
The corpses that lay across a black arc at the front of the mountain road. A large number of Normandy cavalry, just like a landslide, crashed into the densely raised spears in front. The two armies were intertwined, almost in a flash, red people Blood was squeezed and sputtered from the front of the shock of the war horse, like a heavy rain in the sky.
　　
　　 Dense spears broke off and broke into pieces. Countless colleagues who were hit by the concave shield flew into the air.
　　
Under the strong impact of the Normandy cavalry, the captains of the expeditionary captains under the shield fell over, and the broken spears were still inserted on the horsemen of the Normandy cavalry. The long snatchers were already covered in blood and were blown out. The cavalry warriors with injuries The Salanders in front squeezed back and forth. "Stop them!"
　　
Salander’s squadron leaders shouted with determination, and took their respective squadrons to the top. The front line of the battle immediately became a of fighting. Thousands of knives, swords, and spears collided together, and thousands of Norman cavalrymen. The sharp edge meets the dense line of Saland's long sought-after.
　　
The two sides staggered, and even couldn't even turn around to gasp, and the near ones could see the other side's red eyes. Many of the Sarande rushed to the front wall, blocking the Norman cavalry with flesh and blood. Horseshoe, the cruel battlefield entered the fierce battle in the first time.
　　
　　The Norman knight's spear had not been pulled out of the chest of the expeditionary soldier, but was stabbed by more spears and dragged down from the battle horse.
　　
　　 "Go forward, don't get entangled with enemy infantry!"
　　
　　 Normandy Squadron Leader Yarumu held a lance that had been punctured and waved a sword to cut the long to the ground.
　　
Blood spattered his face, and he screamed to the people who were still fighting in the surroundings. As the most powerful squadron in the entire army, they were used as the army’s strikers, but the front long robbers were too much, they squeezed each other. Pressing, blocking the passage in front of the cavalry with your own body, and falling one, there will be another to make up, a pair of eyes revealing endless will. Such a scene made Yalumu, who had been in battle, feel some scalp numbness. In the dark, he could not see the entire battlefield at all. Frightened, are these still the Salanders hailed as the weakest? No, this is a group of crazy wolves, and the other party is at all costs. Just to stab himself fiercely, such opponents are the most terrible on the battlefield. They have turned into beasts and have completely given up their desire for survival.
　　
　　 "Rush through! Don't get entangled!"
　　
　　Yarumu took a deep breath, and the horses under the crotch made a stern long hiss, and the running horseshoe suddenly came out, followed by an exhausted cry. A long-selling Salander grabbed the ground and suddenly thrust a half-handled spear into Yarumu's abdomen. "His" pain and long hissing horses hoof raised, the fallen horseshoe stepped on the chest of the long sought-after, crackling. The long sought-after chest was crushed, blood was squeezed out of his eyes and ears, but his mouth was still mumbling unintelligible language.
　　
　　 "Asshole, are you crazy!"
　　
Yarumu glanced across the battlefield with some irritation, and found that the entire battlefield was like this. The infantry wearing black armor were like ants climbing on the candy. Under the same number of circumstances, the other party killed the infantry and their cavalry. It's hard to understand, and it's hard to imagine.
　　
Everyone knows that the Salander is a very weak people, and even most Normans despise this race that only knows romance and astronomy. Normans boast of being a northwestern wolf, and they always worship force. And expansion, in their view, the existence of the Salander is to be enslaved by the Normans.
　　
But now, the mighty Norman warriors were dragged into the horseshoes by the same number of Salanders. If they were passed out, it would be a joke of the Principality, "Go ahead and defeat them!" During the fierce battle of time, the number of enemies in front was significantly reduced. He could already see the entrance of the mountain road in front of him. He didn’t know that a young man with blonde hair was also blood-red in a place he couldn’t see. Looking at this scene, ten fingers clenched tightly together, making a crisp sound of joints.
　　
"Is it! Is this the gap?" Bai Dan, who commanded the battle from a distance, now only knows how big the gap between the Salanders and the regular Falcons. Just now there were 2,000 Falcons, and Salander The long snatchers were almost cavalry who crushed the enemy.
　　
But now suddenly facing the tragic battle independently, the blindness and confusion of the Salander soldiers were quickly exposed. Although filled with anger for revenge and the determination to die, Bai Dan still found that the Salander soldiers lacked The most important thing,
　　
That is the undefeated soul of the Falcon Army. This is not only a combat skill, but also something that is forged by countless violent battles and is far stronger than steel, so his compatriots are worthy of being brave, but Every Salander who rushes up seems to have a natural fear of the Norman in front of him, or the brand of the previous failure, or the lack of confidence in himself, so he is losing. In the case of the heart of victory, the unified and almost tragic suicide method is used to fight
　　
　　This is what the Salanders lack and need to forge.
　　
　　Falcon Army Soul! It's a very vague thing, but Bai Dan, who has spent some time in the regular army of Falcon, thinks that only the soldiers with the soul of the falcon army are the real falcon army. Since the founding of the Falcon Army, hundreds of battles have swept across the entire continent over the years, and almost never have a defeat. Several famous generals with outstanding achievements of one to two strength are commonplace.
　　
　　Every victory is an enhancement of the soul of the Falcon Army. This belief in victory has penetrated deeply into the blood of every soldier of the Falcon Army.
　　
The Falcon Army never fails, blood returns to blood, this deeply iron-blooded style makes all people who are enemies frightened, and everyone in the Falcon Army camp feels unbreakable from the heart. The safety of businessmen dare to walk in any area because they know that there is a national commitment behind them.
　　
　　 A huge commercial empire, an undefeated iron-blooded legion, in the context of such a great era, even if the soldiers who now constitute the Falcon Army are no longer pure Wikyas.
　　
The formation of soldiers is also becoming more and more complicated. There are Kugits, Vekyas, Rudds, and Ruidians, but these have been conquered by the Falcons, but they are rumours that the Vickia Falcons are undefeated incarnations The most staunch supporters, they are fans of the Empire Falcon. They are fighting for the benefit of the Empire. They are not worse than the Wikyas." Only those who have faced the Wikya Falcon will know that they are in this war. How powerless before the God!"
　　
Even those famous nationals who were once recalcitrant, most of them fell under the general talent of the Vickia Falcon, with a broad mind and unparalleled ability to govern the country. Compared to these continent countries that are deeply afraid of the falcon army’s strength, The Salanders, who are overseas and basically dominated by peaceful evolution, do not feel much about the power of Vickia’s army.
　　
This is mainly due to the character of the southern governor Statunko, who is the master of Saranda. This southern governor is definitely a capable official, but his means of governance are still too gentle in many cases, and his existence guarantees The peaceful transition of Sarande was not changed, but it did not change the Sarande's idea of ​​adoring personal heroism.
　　
The natural and romantic Sarande still believes that the northern hero named Vick saved the Sarande and defeated the murderous Normandy. As for the role of the empire, it is similar to a kind of behavior of picking up cheap, Saran The civil war in Germany gave the empire the opportunity to intervene.
　　
Of course, the empire has done a very good job in dealing with the post-war reconstruction of Salander. It is remarkable that the Salanders who have experienced brutal wars are no longer willing to recall that scene~EbookFREE.me~ so most of them The weaker Sarande finally chose the rule of the surrender empire. Bai Dan also knows that there are a small number of Sarandons. He still believes that the big hero Vick did not die from the incredible cold, but was saving somewhere. The power to lead Saranda to rise again.
　　
So even though these Salander soldiers who joined the Expeditionary Force knew nothing about the cruelty, they made psychological preparations for the death, but when really facing these Normandy cavalry, the strength and fighting will of the Salander recruits were fundamental It is impossible to compare with the regular army of the Hawks in just one contact, and the formation of the Sarand formation has a dense fluctuation.
　　
Under the strong squeeze of the Normandy cavalry, the left wing of the entire defense line was directly swept away by half, and the gourd-like soldiers were everywhere, and the blood-red mud on the ground made these Salander soldiers climb up from the ground again. It seemed a bit more grim, "The fifth squadron leader was killed!" "The seventh squadron leader was seriously injured!"
　　
Such reports continue to come from the front, Bai Dan's face is more serious, the contrast of casualties is expanding, this is not a good phenomenon, often in order to kill a Normandy cavalry, it is necessary to pay more than 3 Salander soldiers' lives, war 'S Libra is leaning towards the Normans.
　　
The cold rain hit Bai Dan's face, and there was a complex emotion in his eyes. Finally, he understood that the uncertainty of Yagelins came from. This battle of proof may well require tens of thousands of bets. The life of the Rand warrior! (To be continued) [] If you like this work, you are welcome to come (m) to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.