Dust of History Chapter 64: War and chaos (Part 1)

At dusk, in the sky of the barren highland, more than 20 strange figures flew side by side in a formation. These figures have heads and necks that are much thicker than ordinary eagles. Their lion-like bodies have wings four or five meters wide, and there are people sitting on them. They are the famous Griffin Riders in the continent of Erasia.

The leader of the Griffin Knight Captain yawned as he watched the setting sun in the distance. He was thinking about whether he would be lazy tonight and quietly go somewhere for a good night's sleep. Riding a griffin in the dark night sky and blowing the cold wind over the plateau is not a comfortable thing. Although no one dares to say that the military discipline of Erasia's griffin troops is lax, but the current situation really makes people feel discouraged to patrol alert.

The church's coalition forces have been deep into the wild highlands for half a month. Except for the contact and probing between some people's scouting troops, there was no **** battle with the orc troops as expected. Fucheng's downfall seems to be only a matter of time. Although the generals of the high command became more and more cautious later on, the generals and soldiers below did start to relax a little, or even more relaxed.

They do seem to have a reason to be lax. From a strategic point of view, the combined army of various countries totaled 100,000, and the number of orcs in Oufu City was estimated to be no more than 6,000 to 7,000 anyway. This difference in strength of more than ten times has already made all soldiers full of confidence. As for the reason why the generals seem to be more confident, Oufu has been relying on trade to trade grain with the surrounding countries, and the surrounding countries have already stopped trading with Oufudi under the order of His Majesty the Pope. The barrenness of the wild highlands is well known. There are not a few people who have been to Oufu, and they can all testify that there are not enough grain fields and pastures around Oufu to provide amazing food for werewolves and ogres. Without sufficient food security, no matter how elite the troops are, no matter how powerful their combat effectiveness is, they will be able to cook without rice. No matter how well-known the orc city-state lord is on the mainland for his witty attempts, it is impossible to keep a large group of orc soldiers dizzy from hunger and maintain a strong fighting power.

Since entering the wild highland, Oufudi's actual reaction seems to be a mess. The wyvern, which was originally a sneak attack weapon for reconnaissance, seems to be completely useless in front of the griffin riders. Although the powerful combat power of the wyvern individually is far higher than that of the griffin, the number of the griffon riders is far greater than that of the two-legged wyvern. Above the flying dragon. And in years of fighting Negan's Eagle. The mutual cooperation and tactical literacy of the Griffin Knights have long been tempered. In the first contact battle with the orc reconnaissance troops in the wild highlands, ten Griffin Knights used exquisite coordination to tear a biped wyvern to pieces. . Since then, the wyvern has never been in contact with these same air forces again, and the air supremacy that Oufu has always controlled has been taken away in just one meeting.

Elasia has always been reluctant to expose the true strength of her griffin troops to other countries, but this time it seems to express respect for His Majesty the Pope. Almost all the griffins were sent to the battlefield. The effect of more than two hundred griffins and the griffin riders on the battlefield was really extraordinary. Whether it is Animal Lasia or the generals of other religious countries, they are very determined. They know very well that the control of air supremacy means absolute superiority in reconnaissance and absolute tactical initiative. The party with air superiority will be in reconnaissance. Tactical arrangements, even strategically, have great advantages.

Sure enough, the sneak attack of the orc troops that has been worrying has never happened, but a small group of reconnaissance orcs have been found and defeated by the griffin knights, but the vigilance and ferocity of these orcs are indeed unexpected. Not being able to capture one alive is no small pity. Under such a good situation, the morale of the coalition forces is at an all-time high, because it is true that victory is already in the bag from any aspect.

The only unexpected thing is that the biggest problem so far is actually within the coalition forces themselves.

Different from the fighting spirit of all the soldiers and officers below, the Templar Knights in charge of the Supreme Commander and several generals showed unusual caution. They did not take advantage of this great advantage and the high-priced soldiers to drive straight in. Instead, they marched in the safest and most rigorous way, set up formations, and set up camp. The various troops must maintain a state of mutual support and echo, and there are a large number of troops escorting them at any time. Liang Dao, like the most conservative old man, is moving forward step by step, steadily and steadily, as if he will never take a step forward unless he steps on the rocks of the wild highland.

It is certainly a good thing to be cautious, but excessive caution seems to hurt morale a bit, especially this kind of cautious rigidity becomes more and more obvious later, and even evolves to a point where the soldiers can't accept it. Since yesterday, the high command has actually issued an order to allow the troops to rest during the day and march at night. The reason is that this is the most effective way to prevent the night attacks of the orc troops.

With the command of the Templar Knights, the suppressed dissatisfaction began to explode. Especially when this kind of dissatisfaction is not only from soldiers, but more from generals who know strategy and tactics, it is more difficult to solve. Although the Temple Knights have spent a lot of effort in gathering morale and reducing dissatisfaction.

But the effect is not significant. After all, this is a huge coalition army united by many countries. After all, the Templar Knights are not the real commander who has always led him. And most importantly, after all, the obvious advantages are indeed clear to any general who understands strategy and tactics.

Although the command of the Temple Knights is really good, and there is no confusion in command, the large army is still marching towards Oufu in the safest and most adaptable way, but unconsciously, there is a wave of laziness. An atmosphere of laziness and fatigue has spread among the troops. In addition to the Griffin Knights, there are still things to do. In the hearts of the soldiers and most of the generals, this grand expedition has become a boring and boring march, but they deliberately make themselves nervous and suffer.

Two shadows suddenly appeared in the evening glow, and the captain of the Griffon Knight suddenly lifted his spirits and shouted: "Attention everyone, battle formation. It's the Wyverns of the orcs."

Although the Griffin Riders noticed, they were not nervous. It was just two Wyverns, they were confident enough to deal with it. Sure enough, the two wyverns stopped approaching only when they were quite far away from them.

The deputy captain is a battle mage. This is also the most effective part of the Griffin Knight. A mage who can attack in the air is definitely a nightmare for soldiers, and it is also the best weapon to deal with any flying enemy. He looked at the two bat-sized figures, turned to the captain and said, "What are these beasts doing? Should we just take the initiative to kill them?"

The captain thought about it. He shook his head and sighed: "Forget it, didn't Master Edrick come here to give us a lecture last time? It is absolutely forbidden to be lured by those orcs to attack without permission. Even if we catch up and kill the two wyverns without any damage. Go back What is waiting for us is probably not a reward but a punishment. I think those orcs are just observing us."

The battle mage spat and cursed: "Fuck, it seems like we are the ones being surrounded and killed. So timid and timid. No masculinity, impotence?"

"Don't say that. Didn't you see the two hands he deliberately showed in front of everyone last time? It's really convincing."

"Spirit and combat effectiveness are two different things. The real military spirit is not something that those guys who spend all day in the prayer room can have." The vice-captain seemed to have suddenly realized something. He leaned his head and frowned, and said softly as if telling a great secret: "Hey, think about it, Celeste... there should be no brothels. Do you think they will really..."

The captain was taken aback, and glared at the battle mage. He is a devout believer. No one should be allowed to slander like that. But just now he opened his mouth and wanted to yell loudly, when he saw a blur in front of his eyes, an arrow with a meter full pierced the Griffin's chest, linking the man and the mount together. The screams of the battle mage and his griffin were mixed together, and one man and one beast were strung together and fell towards the ground.

The captain was stunned, but he just opened his mouth when an equally huge arrow hit his face, the arrow the size of half a palm cut off half of his head. The headless corpse shook, and continued to let out a cry that could no longer be distinguished as an order or an exclamation, and then sprayed blood and limply draped on the back of the griffin. The bright red blood and the white matter in the floating base immediately dyed the beautiful yellow fur of this bird of prey.

The griffin seemed to sense the death of its master, and rushed towards the wyvern in the distance with a mournful cry. The exclamations from the other knights in the team immediately turned into roars, and the entire team of Griffin Knights rushed towards the two Wyverns in the past. Although the commander was lost, anger and fighting spirit played a more dynamic role than any imminence.

What's more important is that they knew that just two Wyverns could never be opponents of more than twenty Griffin Riders, absolutely impossible.

Sure enough, the two Wyverns saw the Griffin Rider flying towards them, and immediately turned around and flew back. But it didn't fly very far, and two equally huge arrows flew out from the wyvern, shooting down the two griffin riders.

The Griffin Riders were even angrier and chased more urgently. But the speed of the Wyvern is no different from that of the Griffin. No matter how they pursue the distance of about two miles between the two sides, it can't be shortened, and arrows will be shot from the back of the Wyvern every once in a while. When the third huge arrow was only shot from the Wyvern and turned a Griffin Rider and Griffin into meat skewers in the same way, and cut off half of a Griffin's wing, they finally found out. wrong. Under the orders of several experienced warriors, all the Griffin Riders began to retreat towards the way they came.

But at this time, the two Wyverns who had been fleeing in front also began to turn around, changing from hiders to pursuers. The Griffin Riders finally felt panic, because they found that how far they flew back when they chased was different from how far they fled back, and the orcs on the wyvern could launch as many times as they did.

Night fell, but the army of the coalition forces did not take advantage of the night to advance.

In the commander's tent of Erathia's army, the faces of the temple knights and generals were not good. On the ground was the corpse of a griffin and knight, and a huge arrow with the length of Mish had just been taken out of the corpse.

Wilsky took a look at this arrow, which was a little bigger than the arrow he usually used. Said: "This is not something that can be issued by a bow. Only a ballista can issue such a thing. The arrow is also woven with a magic circle with mithral. It not only strengthens the penetrating and destructive power, but the most important thing is that it can absorb the air. The influence of the arrow has been minimized. The arrow shaft is also very precise and professional, which ensures the straight-line range of the arrow. The cost of making such an arrow is no less than fifty fine steel long swords. That's why it can reach a distance of two miles. Terrifying range."

A general in Erasia immediately said: "The cost of raising and training a griffin and a griffin rider from a young age can definitely make a thousand fine steel long swords. And within an hour. We lost forty-eight griffins and griffin knights. And all the squad leaders we sent were killed, they are the most experienced fighters. Without them, the combat effectiveness of the griffin troops would be at least half as clear."

"The griffin troops patrolling in all directions were attacked at the same time. The orcs used the same method. They all shot and killed the captain of the team first. Without a commanding person, the advance and retreat will naturally lose speed. If It's not because they are all clear-headed elite fighters. When they see the situation is wrong and know to retreat, the loss will only be greater."

Wilsky frowned and said: "Do the captains of the Griffin team have to wear different clothes from the team members to facilitate the enemy's targeting?"

"No way. Fighting in the air is not as good as fighting on the ground. Whether it is the formation or the command, it is often impossible to communicate with the voice, and can only rely on the tacit cooperation between each other. The distance between each other is sometimes I can't see clearly. So the captain's clothes must be different, so as to ensure the operation of tactics and formation."

"I really doubt that at a distance of two miles, what kind of ballista can have such accuracy? Even if it has such accuracy, how can it be aimed? If it is you who shoot, I will still believe it , but those savage orcs..." Another general of Erathia hesitated for a moment, then turned to Will Skye and asked. He had seen the archery skills displayed by this temple knight, and he couldn't believe that those barbaric demihumans could also reach that level.

Wilsky shook his head and said indifferently: "There is no need to doubt what has happened. I believe that the ballista crafted by dwarf craftsmen is enough to have this kind of precision. The arrows are absolutely destructive enough. As far as eyesight is concerned... even I dare not compare with lizardmen, but it is impossible for my eyes to protrude out of the body like theirs and can be adjusted automatically. After a long period of time specialized training, so there is really no doubt that they can do it.”

"The distance of two miles, not to mention the crossbow arrows of the Griffin Knights, even the spells of the Battle Mages will definitely not be able to attack. They kept this distance, using the bipedal dragon to set up the ballista and the lizardman The manipulative tactics seized the air supremacy. This tactic fully utilized the strength and size advantages of the Wyvern to the fullest, and it advanced and retreated at a certain speed. It would never chase above our army and let our ballistas and magicians have a chance Could it be that the dozen or so Wyverns completely suppress our Griffin Riders like this?"

A staff officer thought for a while and said: "Let the magician and the crossbow team go to the front to lurk first, and then use the griffin to lure them into the sky and make a surprise attack. How about this plan?"

"That's impossible, how do you lurk?" One responded immediately. He had been stationed on the edge of the eastern highland and knew the abilities of the orcs very well. "Their line of sight is not limited by the night. No matter how you send troops, they can see clearly from above."

Edrick turned his head and said to Will Skye: "Tomorrow we can attack together. This kind of ballista is useless to us. As long as we find a way to kill those ten or so wyverns, we will have the initiative to fight." It's all on our side."

"My lords, maybe this is what Oufu intends." The young Templar suddenly said. Dialogue of the Templar Knights.

Edrick frowned and looked at him, and asked, "What do you mean? Warrior Javier."

Samurai Jiawei nodded, and replied in a very flat voice: "I think, since Oufu can plan such a sophisticated and effective tactic, how we deal with this tactic must also be in their plan. For such a super Long-distance ballista sniping in the air can only be cracked by powerful single-soldier sudden tactics. We can imagine this, and the people of Oufu will not be unclear. I think in their eyes, Lord Will Skye and Edrick The life of an adult may be more valuable than the entire team of griffins..."

"You mean...Oufu actually wanted to trap and kill the two temple knights?" A general in Erasia couldn't help laughing. "Hahahaha, do you think those orcs are capable of beheading two temple knights with such superb martial arts skills before an army of 100,000? I can't believe that they dare to come out in full force and let us annihilate them in one fell swoop."

But neither the Templar Knights nor the Templars smiled, but their expressions became more and more fertile. Because only they know that this is not impossible, even very possible. If it comes to individual advances, Oufu will only be stronger than them. Lancelot will not appear on the battlefield in this barren highland. Almost all the temple knights are out. He must stay in Celeste to protect His Majesty the Pope. As long as the target appeared and was exposed to the protection of the 100,000 troops, they would never doubt that the man had the ability to kill anyone.

But Erathia's generals and staff officers don't see it this way. In their eyes, this is not so much caution as timidity. The unshakable status of the Templar Knights in their eyes has begun to change these days, and their reaction now is to pour this prestige into a basin of ice water.

A staff officer looked at the dignified atmosphere, sighed and said: "My lords, let me say again, are we a little too careful? In fact, many troubles come from our own over-care. We can The 100,000-strong army drove straight to Oufu, and in the face of an absolute balance of power, these small tricks of wyverns are useless at all."

The two temple knights and the young templar did not say a word, nor did their expressions change. After a while of silence, Wellsky said in a deep voice: "Both His Majesty the Pope and Lord Lancelot have told us that we must be careful when dealing with Oufu, and we must not be careless. And we also think that they are indeed not to be underestimated." In fact, we are now fighting steadily to turn the battle into a head-to-head confrontation between the two sides. As long as we let us move slowly and step by step, and drive all the troops to the city of Oufu without revealing any flaws, that is what will make them feel better I can't even play tricks."

A general snorted and said, "Perhaps your majesty and the paladin are right, but under the command of Celeste, who is thousands of miles away, how can he respond to the ever-changing changes on the battlefield? The combat skills of the two lords are different from mine. It is very admirable~IndoMTL.com~ I am convinced, but the real battle on the battlefield is not that simple. There is an old saying that the generals are not allowed to be ordered, and too many scruples in command is a taboo for military strategists. Personally I think...you shouldn't think too much about His Majesty's previous words."

The other colleagues couldn't help but glance at the general. Although he said He Accurately was reserved, he still said what everyone wanted to say most at the moment. The biggest problem at present is not just the sniper tactics of Wyverns against Griffin troops, this is just an introduction, and what it brings out is that it highlights the lack of coordination among the coalition forces.

The Templar Knight didn't speak either, and listened quietly to the general's continued speech.

"A few days ago, in order to prevent the sneak attack of the orcs, the fact that the army's advance must be daytime has greatly lowered the morale of the army. After the attack today, the two adults immediately asked us to stop marching and take strict precautions. The orcs sneak attack. We actually know that the orcs are likely to act like this afterwards, but if we have been like this all the time, if there is any turmoil, we will immediately be so anxious, what will the soldiers think? In the long run, even if we can go all the way to the city of Oufu, the morale will be low. Will be exhausted in this slow depression and mistrust. Soldiers without morale..."

Edrick suddenly interrupted the general: "Stop talking, the two of us will set off with the Griffin Riders at dawn tomorrow."