Power and Empire Chapter 172: Old Guards (2)
Hundreds of big shields arranged with trees were placed in front of the forward queue by the people of Ziva. This method was used once in the fortress of Tutarence. This time Tirango will Ole Mut’s method was directly thought of by himself, and it was praised by Dardaniel. Hundreds of big shields were pressed up like a wall. The first wave of long-range throws by the Samorian crossbowmen was mostly They were all shot on the big shield, only dozens of people were shot by the arrows falling from the air. Seeing that the crossbow arrows were restrained by the enemy to the death, the faces of the Samor soldiers appeared a little hesitant, and there was a slight commotion in the serious first-line army.
"Damn! I didn't expect the people of Shivache to come up with this trick!" The fat man clenched his fingers, forming a word "Chuan" on his forehead, and ordered the soldiers next to him, "The first-line crossbowmen retreat, the second-line spearmen Set!"
The Samor bugle screamed, a team of Samor heavy infantry armed with heavy spears, crossed the crossbowmen, and placed their positions on the hills. As the distance progressed, the Shiva chased the spearmen. The figure also appeared from behind the shield,
There is a team of centuries under each baffle. The densely packed people are moving like ants, and the heavy panting can be heard from a hundred meters away. The first wave of at least 30 teams rushed up, like The surging waves of the huge wave slapped in front of Samor's spears fiercely.
"Hey, yeah" There was a dense pounding of spears in front of the army formation, and blood shot out from the bodies of the opposing sides. The first wave rushed up to the lightly armored spearman of Riva Chaze, dressed in crude clothes. His leather armor, his spear is also a wooden pole with iron thorns. It is obviously the cannon fodder of the Riwa Cheze. With the advantage of a dense number of people, the lancer of the Riwa Cheze is equal to the Samor lancer for a while.
When the two sides were entangled, suddenly from behind the Samor heavy spearmen, a weird long weapon stretched out. The front end was like a spear, but the front end also extended a half-foot long front. I saw this weirdness. The spears were dashing against the formation of the Riwa Cheze people. The people in the Ziwa Che who were killed by the weird horizontal lances were caught off guard. They saw blood splashing, screams one after another, and the lancers of the Riwa Che swept all over. In the next piece, the scared others retreated one after another,
The first wave of offensive Riwa Chazeren was terrified by this weird weapon. Hundreds of dead bodies and wounded soldiers shouting in pain were left behind. They retreated in panic. Only then did they pay attention. Then, behind the Samoran spearman, there are also a row of heavily armed infantry holding a five-meter weird spear
It turns out that this horizontal spear is Fatty’s newest weapon for heavy infantry equipment. It is modified according to the style of the ancient Chinese Spring and Autumn Long Ge. The spear is five meters long with a handle, and the front thorn is as sharp as a spear, and the lower end has a sharp horizontal hook. Specially arranged at the back end of the three-meter spearman queue,
When the two armies are entangled, they suddenly come out. With the advantage of length, they can directly penetrate into the enemy's army. They can stab and slash across the enemy's spear array. They can also use a half-foot horizontal front to strike down and attack. The enemy hiding behind the shield, if they are facing the enemy knight, they can also draw the horse's legs, which can be regarded as a very practical multi-functional attack weapon
It's a pity that this time Fatty only brought a thousand horizontal spearmen, or the first wave of attacks by the people in Niwa Che would definitely be wiped out. The Samoran Spearman here hasn’t slowed down yet, the second wave of the Riwa Chazeren has already surged up, and more than a dozen baffles have leaned up again. This time, elite shield infantry appeared behind the baffles. The dense spears and shields collided with each other, and the heads were crowded together.
The shield infantry lined up in a thick line, holding the large siege shield high, and pushing forward neatly, like waves hitting the Samor army formation, and the "rushing" spears inserted through the gap between the shields. , The advantage of the horizontal spear was once again reflected, I saw the horizontal spear stood high behind, and fell suddenly like a mountain breaking through the sea.
"唰" A sharp whistling sound fell from the top of the head. Before the shield soldier could react, he was chopped into the body by the half-foot long front of the horizontal spear from top to bottom, and blood was ejected from the open wound. When the horizontal spear retreated, not only was it carried with a piece of **** flesh, many shields were pulled away by the horizontal hook, revealing the panic white faces behind the shields,
"Kill!" The forefront of Samor's spearman killing, the bloodthirsty desire spread in the heart, and the spear in his hand kept piercing the enemy's chest with madness,
The dense spears are like a moving wall of thorns, pushing the rushing Shiva carts to the ground. Amidst the sound of drums, the Samorian spearmen stepped forward on the corpse, and the crossbowmen behind him continued to shoot deadly Crossbow Arrow
The stacked queues have become an obstacle to the people of the Riva Chezer. The spearmen cannot form an effective queue, and the Shield Soldiers are turned on their backs by those killed.
The crossbow arrows flying in front and the dense spears constantly pressed on, like peeling an apple, make the Riwa carts fall one by one,
The retreating and advancing queues are crowded with each other, and the strong wave-like attack has become a joke of the Jiva Chezeren,
A team of Samorian guard cavalry armed with sabers, shot out from the flank of the charging Samorian spearman, like a hurricane whizzing by, in the past, the wagons flanked by the panic formation.
The sharp saber shone with cold light. In the past, the heads of the Japanese wagons were chopped off. The blades flashed and the heads fell. The Japanese wagons that could not form an effective formation suddenly fell down, and the tall Supor horses had one. Hundreds of people trampled underfoot, and the undead body was kicked far away by horseshoes.
The striker collapsed, the flanks were attacked, panic and fear hung over the heads of the Shiva Chaze. The front line of the wave array appeared uncontrollable chaos. Thousands of front-front Shiva Chaze soldiers began to collapse. The dam collapsed, and the deadly and powerful crossbows of the Samorian crossbowmen caused the Zhivache to leave hundreds of bodies again.
"Woo woo!" The Japanese people blew the retreating bugles, and the rows of waves that had not yet reached the top began to slowly retreat. In front of the Samo army, there were more than 3,000 Japanese people. Lying there, blood stained the ground beneath him, and the wind blew by his side. The strong smell of blood made people nauseous. The two sides of the war were looking at each other, and the line of people in Shivache was still like a dense wave. , You can surge at any time,
There are more than 30 queues, which is nothing to the Japanese who have hundreds of queues.
Samos soldiers know that this is just a tentative attack by the enemy, and there is just cannon fodder ahead. The real battle has just begun. The strong smell of blood has further encouraged the fighting spirit of the Samos.
The spearmen threw away the broken spears and took the new spears from behind. The crossbowmen drew the arrowheads from the corpse and put them back in the quiver. Everything seemed orderly, as if in Fiddling with your own furniture at home is not like a battlefield of life and death,
These are veterans who have experienced several wars. The battlefield with dead bodies is as familiar as their home. They have a common name, "Samoru Guards". They are the direct line of the fat man from the falconry. Troops, they are the sharpest claws of the Falcon Marquis.
"A bunch of trash!" Dardanilhe stood at the head of Tadytus Fortress in heavy armor. For a 60-year-old man, this armor already seemed too heavy, Dardaniel He could only press the battlements with both hands, his face was gloomy and terrifying, Tirango, who was in charge of the front line, and other generals stood pale on both sides,
The formation of the Samo Army in the distance is still firm, and the falcon flag flying in the wind makes Dardaniel feel dazzling. Although it is only an early tentative offensive, the Samor Army’s combat power is far better than his own. Expected to be even more terrifying, seeing one by one his own army fall down, and the Samorian army is still not moving, Dardanilha also had to withdraw his original contempt.
Tirango walked out with a weird face and suggested to Dardaniel: "My lord, I think that since the Samorians are a difficult bone, let the humble fishermen go and eat, our The commission can't be spent in vain, don't forget, those fishermen's harpoons are just the nemesis of the melee infantry, and they are just a surprise to the Samorians!"
When the war started before, Tirango was afraid that the Samorians would be vulnerable. This is not to show that he was too incompetent in Tarentus. Now it’s good, everyone sees it, it’s not me that Tirango fooled everyone, the Samores It can be carried.
Dardanilhe nodded, "Just do it, sound the horn and order the right-wing army to attack!"
"Woo" loud trombone sounded across the sky, and the troops on the right flank of the Allied Forces in Zhivache began to move. There were seventy or eighty queues. Most of the soldiers were strong and dark, with weird black scales. A, there was a dark light shining under the sun, and the weapons in his hand were also strange, mostly three-meter-long harpoons, with a few short javelins behind his back, like a black wave that rushed towards the Samor army.
Samoro’s right-wing commander is Crolitsat. Looking at the overwhelming group of enemies, his eyebrows can’t help but frown~IndoMTL.com~The main force of the right wing is 5,000 heavy infantry and 3,000 crossbowmen from the second-line flag regiment. There is also a defense line composed of 5,000 second-line reserve teams. It seems that the force is greater than the enemy, but in fact, the combat effectiveness of the second-line force is a big hidden danger.
As the enemy approached, the Samorian crossbowmen began to throw, and the arrows stopped in front of the enemy one after another, like being hung by something, hanging in the air and trembling constantly. This weird phenomenon shocked the Summer people. There was even a lot of commotion in the second-line troops behind
"Damn! Hell!" Crolitsart scolded with an ugly face. The scene was too weird, and it made this brave man feel cold in his heart
As the distance approached, I realized that in front of and above the head of this weird unit, there was a metal woven iron net. The small mesh made it impossible for arrowheads to pass through, and could only get stuck on the net. Moving and shaking
"Stay steady, hold steady, and stab these **** to death!"
Looking at the black tide getting closer and closer, the heavy lancers of the Samoller clenched their spears, staring blood-red at the approaching enemies, and the small captains around them roared loudly,
The black spear wall of Samoro soldiers and the oncoming Kuroshio are about to collide violently
"Hulikusa!" The black harpoon unit on the opposite side suddenly yelled, and the iron net in front of it was thrown into a net, throwing it over the opposite side of the Samorian spear.
The Samoran spearman was completely covered by the head, and the dense iron hooks on the iron net made the Samoran spearman suddenly messed up. Many spearmen were caught in a net like fish, facing each other. The Harpoon troops forcibly pulled out of the queue,
A burst of harpoons were thrown in front of the face, and the Samurai army immediately fell down and asked for recommendations and collections. It is not easy for newcomers to write books. Everyone is enjoyable. Give me some support.