She Is Not a Witch Chapter 62: The Sheep of Mountain Copper


   Pullman is riding a horse behind the dense army formation, holding a long binoculars in his hand to observe the situation on the opposite side. He is wearing a black armor and a navy blue cloak behind him. His sturdy figure shows a sturdy figure. muscle.

   "Do you have to fight here? Pullman." A handsome man asked beside him, riding a white horse.

   "Of course." Pullman put down the telescope, then called the messenger next to him, and began to order something.

   "Why, you are not at ease with my decision?" Pullman asked after turning around.

   "Some, according to the current situation, hide in the mountains, consume their logistics and harass them, and then ambush them, the casualties will be much smaller." The companion calmly analyzed.

   "I understand what you mean, I guess you are scolding me in your heart, for the sake of fame and glory, regardless of everyone's lives."

   Pullman looked at this friend and smiled.

  "But war is not just war, it is more an extension of will."

  "Since we started, we have mobilized many people to declare in various counties and provinces, to tell those living in misery and oppression, to tell them this ideal, stand up and fight, and jointly create an equal and happy Country."

  "But you know, the effect is not good."

  "Toran, you should have seen those scenes. Some people get up early and greedy the dark, work day and night to barely make the day, and finally die in the stinking ditch. They are all this way, but they are still numb to endure. Never resist."

   "Yes."

   "In fact, those people are not stupid, but too desperate, but they won’t be so hopeful when they see it."

  " But the nobles have extraordinary sequence training pathways in their hands. They also have a lot of resources. A sequence 1 can beat a dozen ordinary people. If you resist, you may die faster. The experience that has been repeated over the years is like The curse generally locks their hearts firmly and becomes extremely docile."

  "What if we defeat these nobles in the mountains and forests? That will only send a signal that we could not defeat these nobles in the first place. We only relied on the geographical advantage to sneak attacks, and luckily won the victory. It is estimated that we will still fail in the future. "

   "Perhaps you and I know that this is not the case, but it seems to be the case in the eyes of others."

  "Only when the enemy is on a favorable battlefield, and the opponent is fully prepared, the westerly nobles can be dignifiedly defeated, and all doubts can be eliminated."

  "And such a victory will turn into a loud thunder and ignite the flames that have been silent for a long time in people's hearts."

  "So, no matter how much sacrifice, we cannot take a step back."

  "Go forward, forward, keep on going, until death, this is our belief, our choice, and our destiny."

   "Then, let's start." Pullman waved, and the ancient desolate horn began to sound.

The horn of    is made of ancient animal bones. I don't know how many years it has been spread. With the sound of the horn in the center of the army formation, the two wings of the insurrection army also heard the horns announcing the attack one after another.

  The soldiers under these blue flags are holding long spears and round shields. The gun body is about three meters long. The dense spear points point to the sky, like dense woods. The soldiers in the formation can't even see To the sky, because in front of his field of vision is a group of closely arranged gun barrels. These fighters stretched for about 5 kilometers and formed a formation nearly 100 meters thick.

   The official army summoned by the West Wind is about 120,000, and there are also about 10,000 farmers who are temporarily recruited to take care of logistics and sundries. The rebel army has about 70,000 people, and the rest of the supporting personnel is about 20,000.

  After the military order was passed, a middle-level officer began to make the final mobilization. In fact, they themselves were not sure that the people present were the first time in their lives to experience such a grand battlefield. But no matter how nervous, this emotion cannot be expressed. They are the backbone and backbone of the army, and the courage of these soldiers.

   "Everyone!" The roaring voice yelled from the officer's mouth.

  "Straighten your chest and look forward."

  "Hold the shield firmly and straighten the spear."

   "Work together, move forward!"

   These officers will not tell the soldiers that they will survive any victory. This will only make the soldiers hesitate and shake their will.

  War is a matter of countless deaths. Any naive fantasy will be shattered by the **** reality. Instead of letting the soldiers get lucky, it is better to let them accept this cruel reality from the beginning.

   But even so, they have a reason to move forward. Unlike the private armies of the nobles who take money to do things, these warriors in simple clothes have the consciousness of death from the beginning.

   The silent formation began to move. They shouted slogans and stepped forward neatly according to the rhythm of the slogans. The dignified spears began to move forward like a city wall, and the crude steel armor and spears continued to sway as they moved forward. The sparkling ocean.

   The West Wind coalition forces on the opposite side saw this neat and terrifying scene, and there were waves of tremors on the ground, and they felt frightened.

   "Hey, hello, no, aren't they just the hillbillies in the mountains?"

   A veteran in steel armor, Yuzi, looked at the line on the opposite side, and felt a little panic. Isn’t it a common peasant dissatisfaction with the uprising? That group of guys will riot once every few years. Just a meal~ IndoMTL.com~ How come it has changed so much this year. The other small families around even swayed a little, and the formation began to sway.

  "Bow and arrow, let go!"

   The longbow battalion on the westerly side gave an order, and the projectile bow flew high, traversed a huge arc, and then poured down like heavy rain.

  "Hold the shield!"

   The officer who accompanied the army gave a loud command, and the black cast iron buckler was raised above his head, layered like fish scales, and the arrow fell on the shield and heard the sound of ding ding dong dong. Most of the bows and arrows were blocked by the shields, and a small amount of them were shot through the gaps in the bucklers and inserted into the arms and shoulders. But even so, the soldier who was shot still clenched his teeth and did not put down the shield in his hand.

  After the arrow rain passed, some soldiers fell down, and the empty positions were immediately filled by the people behind, and they continued to advance.

   Following neat to terrifying steps, these soldiers marched forward under the rain of arrows.

   "Stupidity." The old duke broke a sentence, and then let his cavalry begin to prepare.

  The westerly army parted a way, and cavalry in bergamot armor filed out from it. The exquisite copper pattern reflected golden light in the sun, and the horses under the crotch neighed.

   The long copper-colored lance is hung with a triangular flag, and the red flag has a golden goat head pattern. The totem of the cliff goat is the family emblem of the Duke of the Rock, which is as aggressive as a goat and has a strong head. The huge horns broke through the rocks and never looked back.

   These armored cavalry are wearing tight mountain copper armor, and the horses under the crotch are also covered with tough armor pieces. When they walk, the armor pieces collide with each other and make a crisp sound, like a wind chime announcing death.

The leader of the    legion raised the golden broadsword, pointed it at the sky, and then swung it down heavily.

  "The sheep of the mountain bronze, charge!" The wind chime rang, and the hoofs were thunderous.


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