Power and Empire Chapter 297: Fighting Wen Zhilun (3) Part 1
The sun was half-awkward from the clouds, his face, light dark clouds like a layer of black gauze, Caesar Sauron stood on the **** line of defense with heavy armor, watching the black pressure down the **** and the dense Inerdian cavalry sucking backwards With a breath of air-conditioning, Miao Erdian deserves to be the number one power on the mainland. Just dragging out a troop can make Samer, who is weak in national power, ashamed and dying.
Caesar Sauron saw that the low morning mist had dispersed. In the dim morning light, black lines emerge from the Wen Zhilun fork, a large dim and messy stretch of road infinitely far away,
The black sky was also shining at this moment, a layer of golden light appeared to the east, dozens of narrow white light bands began to slowly press against Wen Zhilun's defense line, and a team of elite cavalry with full light mail appeared. At the front end, under the horse's hoof is the mist that has not completely dissipated. The long spear in the hand forms a cold flashing spear forest in the mist.
Thousands of cavalry were dispatched. Lined up into four huge teams of ten thousand people. Like a sea of war horses. The secretly densely scaly warhorses stood full of the open space on the front line of Wen Zhilun, and the white feathers above their heads made the Miao Erdian cavalry look more sturdy and brave, and murderous eyes flashed with cold and merciless light.
The "Woo" bugle rang, and a group of archers began to rush out of the army. In Sijie, the front of the army assembled a forward line. "The four army formations that moved slowly stopped,
Strong pressure is coming, the two sides are only a thousand meters apart, and the eyes meet like a fire. The air was suffocated and solidified at this moment, and the brilliance of the metal flashed with the killing ** towering battle flag in the morning breeze, and the sound of wind was heard.
"Column crossbow!" Behind the ramp raft. A team of Samer crossbowmen squatted down quickly, revealing the longbowmen behind them. Hundreds of heavy bed crossbows were pushed out from the back of the queue, and the thick steel arrows were killing them.
The entire front section of the **** was densely packed with people. This time Caesar Sauron followed Fatty's instructions. Most of the crossbowmen are arranged in the first two platoon lines. Although the number is only 5,000, it is enough to form a dense crossbow and arrow network in the fastest and shortest time, and the largest area to shoot the impact horses.
Shooting people first shoots horses. Experienced warriors know that the most scared cavalry is not the oncoming arrows. It was not a sharp blade cut by the enemy, but was thrown off the horse by a war horse in a group charge. Because even if you didn't fall to death, the companions' horses that kept pouring up from behind would trample to death and squeeze to death.
However, the vitality of a war horse is generally stronger. As long as it is not lethal, it will not fall even if it is shot with a few arrows. Therefore, in real combat, there are not many people who dare to do so.
But the Governor pointed out. If there is a strong enough crossbow, there is enough intensive lethality. No matter how strong the horse is, it can be shot on the spot in an instant. At that time, it was a nightmare for a group of charge cavalry.
Caesar Sauron didn't dare to be careless, the raging iron horses not far away could turn into a torrent of killing at any time. In front of the tens of thousands of galloping iron horses, there was a steel wall and iron wall in front. It will inevitably become fragments in front of this violent iron current
"His" the scream of a war horse caught the attention of Caesar Sauron. Under the **** of nearly a hundred elite cavalry, a fully equipped stainless steel armored General Erdian lined up, facing his own slope. The line of defense is pointing,
"Can you shoot that Ding, Miaoerdian? Caesar Sauron shook his head and asked him softly. The fat man was also worried about Caesar Sauron’s safety, so he specially sent his lover to Xastai. Come.
"I'm afraid it's difficult!" Ksister took a visual inspection, and shook his head with an ugly expression. From the **** to the position of the general Miao Erdian, it was close to 100 meters, even if the height of the **** was added. An impossible thing
"I'll try it!" Just when Caesar Sauron felt sorry, Dylan Cousse suddenly appeared behind him
"You? You know how to use a longbow?. Little Xalster looked up and down at Dyrenscusser with a face of doubt, even though Dyrenscusser is also strong,
But the thorn tile longbow is not an ordinary longbow, it has a strong attack power. It is inevitable to pay a sufficient price in exchange for it. Not only does it need to practice from a young age, but also draw the longbow a hundred times a day to keep himself able to fully open the strong longbow when he needs it most.
Long-term deformity training has caused the longbowman's right hand to be much larger than an ordinary person. Inscribed, in the case of Xastai, the thick right arm is comparable to an ordinary person's thigh. The big fingers that buckle the bowstring are thick and red, leaving thick calluses, which can't be cut even with a knife.
"Hehe, I don’t know how to make a long bow." Force Lunskuse gave an awkward smile. Seeing the disappointed look of the two Caesar Sauron, Dylanscusay continued, "But I will trebuchet, as Haidi The most outstanding bomber in Lens history, even under the craziest waves, I can operate the catapult to accurately hit the undulating and bumpy target! Just give me a heavy catapult and I can Hit any immovable target within a kilometer."
"Oh? That's right!" Caesar Sauron heard Dylan Cousse...Four. When my heart suddenly brightened, I remembered that your governor’s eldest brother is indeed an outstanding naval officer. In the vast unobstructed sea, operating a catapult is the main method of attack. It’s as important as the land warrior’s mastery of beautiful horsemanship,
If it is not improvised. I almost forgot such a precious "geek". The weak point of the **** defense line is the short-term explosive power and the long-term lack of sustained power. This geek is the best support from God.
Caesar Sauron slapped Lunscousse's shoulder with excitement. "This time, the adults specially supported our 30 large and medium trebuchets. Because I am not good at using this stuff, I put them all on the slope. Top, now they belong to you, if you can use them to suppress the momentum of the Gang Erdian cavalry charge! I should personally recommend you to the Governor!"
Dyrenskuse was also full of joy when he heard that the catapult group was commanded. Fighting on land was completely different from that on the sea. This incompatibility made Peronskuse very depressed, even though he had already relied on the fat man for a few moments. Months. Dylan Cousse still has no outstanding performance, in some ways, it is this incompatibility caused.
Talmezi is a cautious commander. Although he has an absolute advantage, he must go to the front to check before each battle. It is the commander’s habit of not fearing danger. Let Tallme The Eighth Knights under Qi’s command were so high in their fighting spirit that they would never step back when they died in the battle, because they knew that their most respected captain, Tarmezi, was watching them with enthusiastic eyes. But this time. This is also the case. The characteristics make the Eighth Knights irresistible.
Talme Qiting was satisfied with the state of the troops. The soldiers looked at their commander with scorching eyes. The knight's guns in their hands were raised high to form a wall of guns. To show respect to Tarmezi
"Sure victory! Sure victory! Sure victory!" Miao Erdian cavalry in high spirits shouted together. On the slope, there is a pair of taunting eyes staring at this brave General Inerdian,
"I need more projectile power, and then increase the Three Kingdoms winch!" Pulens Cousse heard the creak of the trebuchet winch from behind, and he still pulled the heavy trebuchet behind him indiscriminately. The winch hand urged
"But, my lord." The winch showed an ugly embarrassment.
If Dylan Cousse's face confidently waved my hand off the winch
"Use all the spare winches. Don't worry about crashing. This is the Natour Heavy Catapult specially designed for battleships. It can withstand twice the power of the winch!" Dylan Scousse said with regret. At sea, it has a range of 1,500 meters. I didn’t expect it to fall into your hands and be used as a 600-meter stone thrower. It’s a waste!"
"The 1,500-meter winches are completely speechless,
"This madman!" Almost all the winches looked at this new commander with nerve-like eyes. If it weren't for the reason that Perenskuse was the commander, the winches would definitely Kick this nonsense guy from the top of the mountain. Let him clear his mind
"Add it to him. Let's see if it crashes. What does this madman say!" The winch hands are secretly competing, the big guys have the strategies of the big guys, the little guys have the cunning of the little guys
The winch was added round by round to Dylan Scousse's urging sound. The more ugly faces of the winches were, the expected crash did not appear. After a short squeak, the winch was added two more turns. From the face of the madman commander, the winch hands knew that the madman still felt that it was not enough
Sure enough~IndoMTL.com~The madman commander's hand gestured again in the air, and then sternly said, "Quick! Two more laps!"
The heavy trebuchet finally began to make an overwhelming creak. The taut winch seemed to make painful noises even the entire support. It took more than a dozen strong winch hands to make it up and stabilize the support
"Thirteen degrees left obliquely! Eight vertical degrees!" Finally, Perenskuse stopped yelling, but lay on the ground, facing the small black spot that was slowly moving in the distance, and kept gesticulating with his fingers. , Calculating quickly in my mouth
All the slingers gathered together curiously. Although they didn’t quite understand what the lunatic commander was doing, from the excited red face staring at the distance, they guessed that the lunatic seemed to want to hit the little black spot in the distance,
That was a general Inerdian 800 meters away, 800 meters away, even a tall war horse is just a small spot. If you want to hit such a small target, you are no longer a lunatic. It’s something that God will only consider
"Damn!" a thrower scolded dissatisfiedly. He whispered to his companions, "If this lunatic's projectile does not deviate from the general fifty meters away. I will cut down the bird below!"