Vol 6 Chapter 290: I am young

The whole battlefield was shaken by the violent trampling of the trembling mountains; thousands of ogres roared out of the Azore elf camp with shackles and chains, towards the still-advancing Bain Legion Here.
In the absence of much psychological preparation, the warriors of Byrne faced this wild beast from the ancient wood forest at once.
The four-meter-tall, extremely sturdy, brown and black fangs of behemoths made the Bain army screams, and then stopped in the rebuke of the knights and officers.
"What is that thing?"
Larmarus, Earl of Lake City, who had his eyes widened, was frightened, but his eyes were full of fire excitement: "Oh ... don't tell this thing that you can still use weapons ?!"
"I don't know, but I know one thing-this thing is definitely not easy to deal with, and it is absolutely fatal to die hard!" Count Baimafeng took a breath of air, and suddenly turned back and held Rammalos's right hand touching the battle flag. :
"Release your paw bastard, just to die and give me the order of the Duke!"
"Why, Regrell, are you afraid? You even survived the Blood Skeletal Valley. Are you afraid here?"
"Yes, I'm scared, I'm scared of you madman and the group of lunatics like you behind me-I finally understand why the Duke didn't punish me for the battle of Empire Avenue, because I still have to have me Stop watching your mad zealots! "
"At Bairn, we call this brave."
"Yeah, but also be brave after getting the order-dare to disobey the military order, you are a coward!"
"you……"
Snatched in front of Ramaloth's opening, and a hurried trumpet sounded from behind the Byern formation.
"Swap the horns of the front, the order is coming." Without waiting for the lunatics around him, Regrel immediately looked at the herald on his side: "Blowing the flag and raising the cavalry, the front of the cavalry retreated, and handed the position to the Duke's shooting army And Phalanx-Alas, you, look at what I do, execute orders, Warriors! "
Ranmaros, who wanted to scold, turned his horse's head and turned away without looking back.
Along with the sound of the bugle, the Byrne Corps methodically completed the alternation of the front in the shock and roar that echoed through the battlefield; the shooting army with a neat pace stepped forward and passed through the gap between the cavalry queues, Stop in front of the pike phalanx.
"Shooting Army-Expanding Formation!"
The expressionless Karl Colin raised the bright spear in his hand and carried it on his shoulders: "Three fronts, stand by!"
The shield player propped up the shield, and the shooting hand set up a bright light spear. The three rows of interlaced arrays quickly spread out in front of the lance square, like a slender black line.
This is actually an unexpected joy-in the end of the Battle of the Highlands, Carl Colin accidentally discovered a three-row front, which is the tactic that can best exert the power of the shooting army;
The long and narrow front allows it to cover enough width, and the staggered formation can keep at least two rows of soldiers maintaining firepower; and even if the enemy's impact is really fast, the three-row array is enough to complete two rounds of volley, even It also allows the first row to squat down, and then fight for a fire with all the firepower.
Karl Colin found that this weapon is completely different from the crossbow and the like; its tactics are never centered on power, but on completing the most shots at the fastest speed.
The ground at the feet was shaking, the roaring ogres were like galloping lava, and the trembling ground was like tens of thousands of cavalry rushing past them;
The shooting soldiers whose bodies were shaking with the ground shook their eyes in horror, not looking directly in front, but staring at the banner in the commander ’s hand at the end of the queue, and his mouth.
The sky was full of vibrations and the roar of fierce beasts. They could no longer hear the sound; they even had to hold their spears to the urge to press the firing switch.
The vibrations are getting louder and louder and the lava is getting closer.
"boom--------------!!!!"
A loud noise briefly contained the sound of the lava; the dozens of ogres in the front row screamed and fell; most of them just scraped and continued to run wild, stepping down the fallen compatriots into crumbling flesh and spouting pus Pulp.
"boom--------------!!!!"
Is another round of salvos. This time almost all the shooters aimed at their heads in unison. A whole row of ogres wailed and wailed, creating a moment of confusion in the furious storm.
But it was only a moment of chaos ... Just two rows of volleys, this roaring wild beast will be rushing to the front!
"Shooting army, retreat--!" Carl Colin, who raised the bright spear, looked around for a week, and calmly shouted: "Third row, cover-shooting!"
With another thunder ripping through the battlefield, the phalanx of pikes with neat steps quickly filled the vacancy of the retreat of the shooting army; two rows of formations were reopened in the gap between the front and rear formations, and shooting cover.
"Bai Ren people-"
The roaring Earl of Shanyanbao stood at the front of the queue and held his sword around for a week: "Defensive defense—!"
The phalanx infantry who stepped hard put their spears and halberds at the end of their feet, and the gun body was placed on the shield. The tall behemoth bumped into it.
"Poof !!!!!!"
The first ogre that hit the phalanx of pikes was penetrated by four or five pikes that pierced into the body at the same time, and howled down to the ground; the blood and pus poured out of the pour like heavy rain, and it was poured into the front with a thick smell Row of soldiers above the head.
Immediately after the fallen ogren corpse, it hit the front phalanx infantry straightly; without waiting for the back row to fill the vacancy, the roaring, hundreds of ogres have swarmed up and rushed in Front of the Pike phalanx.
With the entire front completely in contact, the tight phalanx of lances was instantly torn open several gaps; the roaring ogres just like the undead monsters who were afraid of death, and swelled on the clan and the phalanx soldiers. The bones continued to charge the soldiers in the next row.
In the terrifying and violent fighting, the entire phalanx of lances suddenly became shaky.
"boom--------------!!!!"
A neat beam of light flashed across the battlefield, slightly curbing the ferocious offensive momentum of the ogres; but it was only a little bit-against these huge monsters, the bright light spear is not enough to play its role on the regular battlefield power.
But this is enough.
"Knights, follow me to kill the enemy!"
The roaring Earl of Mountain Rock, raised his sword with one hand without hesitation, and rushed towards an ogre rushing towards him; the infantry knights in the back row raised their big swords with both hands, and ran A charge was launched from the gap of the phalanx.
But in the next second, a swift figure rushed out of the smoke rolled by the ogres, and flew towards the sword-wielding infantry knights and heavy servants.
In the sound of the lance breaking through the air, the knights' hands and swords collided with the spearpoint of the gun, and a spark of amazement was flashed in a moment. The knights were stopped immediately, fighting with the spear-wielding "Azores elves" Together.
"Where did this bunch of rabbit lords emerge ?!"
A sword broke the spear, and the angry Earl of Mountain Rock drove it back horizontally, and the sound of cracked ribs exploded in the ear: "How can I not know that apart from the long knife, they used long Is the spear so powerful ?! "
"They are not Azore elves, they are war dancers in the ancient wood forest!"
Some of the infantry knights who had followed Loren to the Wuyue Court shouted with anger in their eyes: "They are all traitors who abandoned their compatriots and turned to the Azores!"
The voice did not fall. At the same time, the knight was sandwiched by the war dancers who raided on both sides, fighting hard to block a spear with his shoulder armor, and then slashing his sword towards the enemy on the other side.
"Originally, so I was sent to die with the ogres, right?" The Earl of Shanyanbao lifted his sword and smashed him behind him, pushing back an elf who wanted to sneak attack: "It's really a death method for traitors!"
"Count-!"
Ears cried out from the ears of the knights. Count Angut of Shanyanbao did not hesitate to turn around. The sword swept back to the side. The unsharp sword body combined with the heavy weight still cut off the elves.
The infantry knight who had just saved him was torn off his shoulder armor by a spear, and then his head was smashed. The squirting red and white liquid flowed into the eyes of Count Shanyanbao.
Damn ...
"Dang!"
With a crisp sound, the Earl of Shanyanbao, who inserted the big sword in the mud, gasped with his sword handle, and wiped the blood on his face, his eyes covered with blood.
The Battle of Empire Avenue, the Battle of the Highlands, the forced march of Lothal ... It ’s okay to sleep for one night when you are young, and to fight for three days and three nights.
Shit ... I am really old ...
"Old Angert, I know you must not be convinced to say such things, but we are not young anymore-you are two years older than me, and at this age we should no longer be as nonsense as we were when we were young, but Stay calm and do as many things as possible. "
"Think of relying on more experience than you. I can definitely be a very good commander, calmly judge the situation, find the deficiencies for the Duke on the battlefield, and find the key that he cannot find; become a key to let him Trusted, trusting left and right arms "
"So after succeeding me this time, you should consider more the mission of a commander of the legion, and leave the glory of the charge to the young people. This is not as easy for you as I was in the past; besides, for us, the Duke needs more than a knight. But a commander who can command the army and advise him ... "
The breathable Count of Shanyanbao suddenly felt that the Count Eckert of the Fury had something to say.
The next second, a cold chill rushed from the side; the instinct turned to avoid the tip of the gun that pierced the face gate, stepped forward with his right foot, his left hand clenched the sword hilt inserted on the ground, right Go head-to-head.
"Poof—!"
The elves who attacked weren't even surprised, and they had been divided into two by the big sword; their trunks flew across the side of the Earl of Shanyanbao like flesh, and they were scattered all over the place.
Looking at the pile of rotten meat, Earl Shanyanbao, who was bloody, was startled.
"Holy Cross, when trying to be a fart, Lao Tzu is very young, and can continue to cut people--!"
Cursed one-handedly raised his sword, and the roaring Earl of Mountain Rock rushed towards the huge figure of the ogre:
"Bai Ren-follow me to kill the enemy!"
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"These imperial men ... are really tenacious as always."
Looking at the ogres and the dancers who hanged on the battlefield in the distance and strangled with the Bain lance phalanx, but still failed to complete the breakthrough, the slightly squinted Prince Sikortus was hooked When I was in Shenlinbao, I had very bad memories.
Those barbarous Lothals, after being besieged by themselves until they ran out of food, collapsed completely after another round of attack.
They even dared to launch a frontal charge against the well-equipped elf warriors and ogres in defenseless situations; although it was indeed a suicide, it still left a lot of shock to the Azores.
So that the Azores who advocated the warrior's way still maintained the most basic respect for the killed Levine Welfare and the fallen Empire on the day when the deep forest castle was broken, and even spontaneously built for the Duke of Lothal A simple grave.
But for Prince Sicutus, these "respectable enemies" made him disgusting to the extreme-the frontal battlefield did not open, which meant that he could not put the elf warrior into battle, otherwise he would be affected by the ogre. risks of.
Prince Sicutus did not think that the savage monsters could reasonably distinguish between the enemy and the enemy when they killed and "eat people"; from the moment they were put into the battlefield, he expected the monsters to die with the enemy; At the very least, it should also cause as much casualties as possible before the death.
The most important thing is that up to now, the Bayerns on the opposite side still have no use of their "reload knights"-such a battle ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Under the premise of not being sure to draw the cards in advance, it is equivalent to losing half Too.
"Blowing trumpets in the direction of the camp, ordering them to send five bows and arrows to cooperate with the samurai's Thousands to cover from the side; at the same time, they set up a launcher to shoot the enemy's phalanx and open the gap."
After a moment of contemplation, Sicotus made a more conservative decision.
As for the ogres and those ancient wood forest elves who had surrendered to themselves ... die if you die, anyway, you didn't plan to wait until the end of the war, and still keep this gang of waste and dross.
Let them be the target and contribute the last bit of power to your victory.
"Woo !"
The sound of a loud horn came from the direction of the barracks, and the corners of Sicotus's mouth gently curled up with a confident arc.
"His Royal Highness, all launchers are all on standby!"
"Then launch!"
Almost as soon as the voice fell, a dazzling light suddenly shone into his eyes.
Ok?
Blinked slightly at Sikortus, couldn't help looking up at the position where the light came from, that was ... directly behind the Baine Legion, almost a thousand steps away from the Azores' formation.
Beyond those thousand steps, a white meteor slowly lifted off, tracing a beautiful trajectory under the blue water-like dome of Lotel, and ...
Dive quickly towards the Azores!
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