Power and Empire Chapter 808: The Wind and Clouds in the North (6)
808 Northland Storms (6)
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In the wilderness of eternal millennia, goose-feather-like snow is flying in the wind, falling on the blood-filled corpses of the soldiers on both sides. The battle flags diagonally inserted on the ground are stained white by the heavy snow, and the blood stains on it are faintly visible. , Layers of corpses formed a clear black line on the battle line between the two sides. Tens of thousands of corpses turned into white ice in the extreme cold. There were humans and war horses, just like drawing out in this cold world. Of a huge crack
In this wilderness of less than 5 square kilometers, countless cavalry are wriggling, convulsing, and bleeding. [Read it now, go to www.93m] The black armor of the Falcon Army and the black leather armor of the Eastern Court soldiers are now mixed together, and it is difficult to distinguish who is who. The scene is as hideous as hell,
There are fierce fights everywhere. Arrows flying overhead, a bright metal reflection, countless swords and spears stabbing. The blood under my feet was dripping all over the ground, deeply infiltrating into the soil,
Blood and tangy. The screams of the soldiers, the screams of the dead, the groans of the wounded, the cavalry's rude yelling, angry roars, the clanging of steel knives, the clanging of weapons, the gasps of the wounded, the groans of the horses Neighing, all the voices were mixed together, and the huge sound wave was clearly heard even more than a dozen miles away.
This is the battlefield, a life and death battlefield. At this time, the situation on the battlefield is very clear. The forward of the Falcon Cavalry has been deeply embedded in the Chinese army array of the East Court Cavalry, and is facing strong resistance from the East Court.
The situation of the Dongting people is also very bad. Although they adjusted the left and right wings in time and quickly concentrated their forces in the middle, the disadvantages of their forces were slowly exposed with the intensity and time of the fierce fighting. ,
The Falcon infantry came from the two wings to encircle. At this time, they had already defeated the resistance on the periphery of the flanks, and the Dongting people had to turn around in a panic.
The soldiers of the Eastern Court fought very bravely. Seeing that the situation is irreversible, they still stood on the collapsed front line before receiving the order to retreat. They lined up in a dense queue to deal with the impact of the cavalry. On their two wings, 40,000 Falcon infantry are forming a shield wall like a copper wall and an iron wall, pressing towards the middle,
Heavy shield soldiers and spearmen lined up at the front, and the entire row of dense crossbow shooters was behind. From the gap in the queue, sharp spears extended like woods; the crossbow shooters were behind the shield, shooting with fierce force. With clusters of arrows like hail.
Enclosed on three sides, except for Motu City, which the Dongting people backed, the Dongting army has no way of retreating.
The fat man pushed off the snow cover that Mao Monaqing had sent up, and his expression was cold and said, "The soldiers are still fighting, how can I hide my face because I am afraid of the cold? This will chill the warriors of the Falcon Dynasty. Of!"
"Your Majesty..." Mao Manaqing's face was a little pale because of the cold. Like the fat man, she took off the hood of her head and still dyed her hair white by the heavy snow like a goose feather.
In the afternoon, the falling white snowflakes in the sky stopped, and the earth was vast,
The falcon battle flag stood over the battle line from beginning to end. In order to overwhelm the Dongting people’s last will to resist, the fat man ordered his 5,000 cavalry guards to be put on the battlefield, and 5,000 well-reserves. The guard cavalry, like a flooding river tide, rushed to the Dongting people's ranks violently, shouting and killing earth-shattering,
"Sure to win!"
The loud shouts resounded over the battlefield. The enthusiastic cheers of the guard cavalry made the ground tremble slightly in the thunderous hooves of horses
"Block them!"
Wu Mu, who has been fighting for half a day, is already in embarrassment. In order to make up for the lack of strength, he has to ride on the defense line with his 2,000 black armor bows to assume the role of firefighting team.
At this moment, the 40,000 elite East Court has fewer than 15,000 people, three-quarters of the squadrons have been maimed, and the number of people still able to fight is definitely less than 7,000. The rest are wounded. At this time At this moment, even he himself does not know what to stop the opposing elite cavalry,
A short distance of one hundred meters is no more than ten seconds for a galloping horse. The Falcon Guard Cavalry, known as the Falcon’s Claws, has come like a hurricane.
"Kill" the cavalry on both sides collided heavily, the hoofs of the horses flying slammed on the ground, and the scimitar of the eastern cavalry collided with the sharp saber in the hands of the falcon cavalry. The falcon cavalry was like one. With the guillotine squeezing forward, the first team rushed in, the second team pressed in, and the third team. . . ,
The two sides collided like two long steel walls that collided at high speed. After a while, the dominant side swung its weapon and smashed any obstructing objects in front of it. No one has seen it before. There is something in the world. Such a terrible attack!
On one side is the elite East Court who swears to die, and on the other side is the Vikia Falcon cavalry with a determination to win. The horses slammed together, "pop" shields, armors, weapons, bodies, because of the distance It’s too close, everything that can hit has become a powerful weapon to attack each other
Inspired by the guards, the exhausted Falcon Cavalry broke out. They didn't care about the arrows raining down on their heads, or the sharp scimitar squeezed in front of them, and countless bare-armed roaring warriors rushed forward desperately, horses. Pushing horses, people pushing people, desperately squeezing, desperately rushing, as if they were deliberately looking for death.
The soldier full of arrows roared and slammed into the sharp spear with his chest. Using his body as a shield, he stuck the spear of the soldier in the East Court. The war horse behind immediately filled his vacancy, pounced forward, and pierced and pierced the Dongting archer behind from the gap of the shield with a lancet;
Both sides were blushing, brandishing **** sabers and heavy battle axes to chop the shields that prevented them from advancing, and even violently kicked, topped their shoulders, and slammed the thin Eastern cavalry with their heads. Cavalry Buckler. Under such a huge weight, the huge wooden shield used by the main formation of the East Court to block the arrow clusters also "clicked" and was knocked down by the surging Falcon Cavalry, and even the soldiers of the East Court who were supporting them were crushed. Underneath.
At this moment, an obvious gap appeared in front of everyone, because the reserve force was almost exhausted, and a huge gap appeared on the left side of the main formation of the East Court
"Sure victory! Sure victory" The huge shouts of the Falcon infantry on the two wings resounded over the battlefield. The soldiers cheered enthusiastically, while the Dongting people shouted in panic: "Close the gap!"
But it was too late, and countless black-armored long-lance infantry emerged from the gap, dense as a forest. As if he had received the blessing of immortality, he rushed straight up and the crowd was raging, like a huge wave that dashed everything, indomitable,
The Falcon infantry chanted the slogan "Sure to win!", they pushed all the obstacles in the face with the long spears in their hands, such as stabbing guns, horizontal spears, crossbow arrows and all the weapons that can be used. , All rushed up, like a shower of attacks. Almost instantly, they penetrated the last line of defense of the Dongting people, and the thousands of Dongting cavalry in front of this torrent had already fallen to the ground.
The stern battle horn of "Woo woo woo" floats above Motu City
"Hehe, the overall situation is set! The Dongting people are over"
Fatty finally showed a smile on his heavy face. Under his cold gaze, the remnants of the East Court who had been completely overwhelmed finally gave up their last line of defense and slowly retreated into Motu City behind them
In the evening, the fat man asked the leaders of the Kujit tribes to be found. At this moment, the fat man had completely conquered the leaders of these Kujit tribes. The gift of King Khan did not directly enter the account, but respectfully waited for the call outside the camp,
The cold night of the wilderness is about to come. At this moment, there is a raging fire in the tent, but outside the tent is a cold wilderness wind that can turn people into popsicles.
In order to reduce the non-combat losses that may be suffered in the battle in the cold land, the Falcon troops who attacked this time were all wearing heavy cold-proof cotton clothes and a large amount of wood used for making fires, but after all, there is a base camp controlled by the Falcon Army. A distance of hundreds of miles, a short ten days can still make do, if there is a supply problem, the casualties of the Falcon army will be very huge, this is also a big issue that the fat man needs to consider urgently,
War is as important as logistics. Food is okay. But in this wilderness, there are too few things that can burn fire. Fatty has even sent a logging team to the frontline hundreds of miles away. Moa also went to cut timber in the forest, but that little timber is really a drop in the bucket for the army of more than 100,000 people, and it may be harassed by the Eastern Cavalry.
Hearing the report from the guard outside the door, the fat man opened the big tent and the heads of Kujit's ministries came in. On this issue, Old Lasuk seemed very disapproving.
He squatted and squatted with a wooden stick in his hand. There would be a fire in front of sparks, and he thoughtfully said, "Your Majesty Khan doesn't have to worry about this problem. We Kujites are from the prairie. Master, there has been a set of ways to protect against the severe cold in the grassland and wilderness. If we can’t find wood, we will use air-dried horse dung, cow dung and the like instead. In addition to smelling a bit, it is even easier to warm up than wood. !"
"Use horse dung?" The fat man stunned for a moment, and then showed a dazed expression. Yeah, I have seen horse dung and other things burned in herdsmen's homes before. At that time, I thought This is the custom of the nomads. Now it seems that it is indeed a way of survival forced out of the harsh environment. I also secretly rejoice. Fortunately, I brought 40,000 cavalry with me this time. Otherwise, this problem is really difficult to solve. .
"Now our army has surrounded Motu groups~IndoMTL.com~ I don’t know how you think this city should be fought!" The fat man turned around and began to inquire about Motu's situation. The court people have fought for more than ten years, and both sides are familiar with each other, and naturally they also have an understanding of the heart of the Dongting people
According to the fat man’s vision, his own proposal of attacking Motu should arouse the eager support of the leaders of the tribes, but who knows that as soon as the voice fell, the Kujit people who were still relaxed just now suddenly changed their faces. I stopped talking, and some even lowered their heads to their necks.
Duo Weiyan stopped talking next to her, her mouth opened slightly, but in the end she didn't chew,
"Oh, is there any problem?"
After a while, under the brighter eyes of the fat man, Lao Lai Su Ke had to wrinkle his old face, revealing a wry smile comparable to a bitter gourd
"Your Majesty Khan, it’s not that we don’t want to fight, but as long as it is known to the Kujites, although the walls of the ice city Motu are not high and the defenses are not very strong, but if it is in winter, it will have more Troops cannot be defeated in a short time! If your Majesty insists on fighting, it’s better to wait until next spring!"
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