Power and Empire Chapter 1285: Scarlet Silver Sparrow (7)
"Rumble" raindrops, the wilderness was dark, and the sky and the earth seemed to merge together. With a muffled thunder from the northwest, silver lightning splits the vast sky like a sharp sword. It was a black space, emitting a burst of hula-la-la burning, and at the same time illuminating the tragic edge of the Silver Sparrow and White Hill below.
The corpses of stumbling and vertical lines discharged a black arc at the front of the mountain road. A large number of Normandy cavalry, like a landslide, slammed into the densely erected spears ahead, and the two armies staggered, almost in an instant. The red human blood squeezed out from the front of the horse's impact, like a pouring rain in the sky.
The sound of intensive spear breaking and breaking sounded in pieces, and countless colleagues with shields that had been hit inwardly flew up into the air.
Under the strong impact of the Normandy cavalry, the expeditionary commanders under the protection of the shield fell one after another, and the broken spear was still inserted into the horse of the Normandy cavalry. The long sought-after was already bloodied and knocked out, wounded. The cavalry horses squeezed the Salander in front to give way. "Stop them!"
Sarand’s squadron leaders shouted with determination, and brought their squadrons to the top. The front line of the battle immediately became a **** of fighting. Thousands of knives, swords, and spears collided with each other and became The edge of the Thousand Normandy cavalry collided with the dense defense line formed by the sought-after Salander.
The two sides fought in a staggered fight, and they couldn’t even turn around to catch their breath. Anyone who was close could clearly see each other’s red eyes. Many of the Salander leaders lined up the wall in front of them, blocking them with flesh and blood. The horseshoe of the Normandy cavalry, the cruel battlefield entered the fierce battle in the first place.
Before the spear of the Norman Knights was drawn from the chest of the expeditionary soldier, they were stabbed by more spears and dragged down from the horse.
"Go forward, don't get entangled with the enemy's infantry!"
Normandy Squadron Captain Yarumu held a stabbed spear and waved a sword to chop the long sought-after to the ground.
blood splashed across his face, his expression was terrifying and he shouted to the surrounding subordinates who were still fighting. As the most powerful squadron in the entire army, they were used as the forward of the army, but there were too many leaders in front of them. They squeezed each other, blocking the passage in front of the cavalry with their bodies, and when one fell down, the other would fill it up, and a pair of blood-colored eyes showed an endless will. Such a sight made Yarumu, who had been fighting for a long time, feel a bit numb in his scalp. In the dark, he could not see the situation of the entire battlefield at all. The densely packed body entangled the long-seekers of the cavalry in front of him. Frightened, are these still the Salanders who are hailed as the weakest? No, this is a group of crazy wolves, the other party is completely at no cost. Just to stab himself fiercely, such opponents are the most terrifying on the battlefield. They have turned into beasts, completely giving up their desire for survival.
"Come over! Don't be entangled!"
Yarumu took a deep breath, the horse under his crotch let out a stern long hiss, and the running horse's hoof suddenly stopped, followed by a shout of exhaustion. A felled leader Salander suddenly pierced the abdomen of Yarumu's horse with a half-handled spear in his hand. "Hiss" The hooves of the painful and long hissing war horse raised, and the fallen horse hooves stepped on the long sought-after chest, snapping. Long sought-after chest was crushed, blood squeezed out from his eyes and ears, but his mouth was still muttering unintelligible language.
"Asshole, are you crazy!"
Yarumu glanced over the battlefield with some annoyance, and found that the entire battlefield was like this. The infantry in black armor was like an ant clinging to candy. In the same number of cases, the opponent actually used the infantry to compete with his own. The cavalry was inextricably killed. Such a situation was unimaginable before.
Everyone knows that the Salanders are a very weak nation. Even most Normans despise this race that only knows romance and astronomy. Normans call themselves the wild wolves of the Northwest. It is the worship of force and expansion. In their view, the Salander exists for the need to be enslaved by the Normans.
But now, the mighty Norman warrior has been dragged by the same number of Salanders. If it is spread out, it will be a joke of the duchy "Go ahead and defeat them!" Yarumu raised his knight's two-handed sword. After a period of fierce fighting, the number of enemies in front was significantly reduced, and he was able to faintly see the entrance of the mountain road ahead. He didn’t know that a young Salander with blond hair was in a place where he could not see. Looking at this scene full of blood, ten fingers clasped tightly together, and there was a crisp sound of joints.
"Is this the gap?" Bai Dan, who commanded the battle in the distance, only now knows how huge the gap between the Salander and the regular Falcons is. Just now, there were 2,000 Falcons as the leading force. The sought-after Salanders are almost cavalry forces that crush the enemy.
But now suddenly facing the tragic battle situation independently, the blindness and confusion of the Salander soldiers are quickly exposed. Although his heart is full of revenge and the determination to die, Bai Dan still finds Salander. The soldiers lacked one of the most important things,
That is the undefeated soul of the Falcon Army. This is not only in terms of fighting skills, but also a thing that is forged through countless fierce battles and is far stronger than steel, so my compatriots are worthy of it. Brave, but every Salander who rushed up seemed to have a natural fear in his heart for the Normans in front of him, or the brand of past failure, or the lack of confidence in himself, so that’s why In the case of losing the heart of victory, unified use of this almost tragic suicide method of combat
This is what the Salanders lack and need to forge.
Falcon Soul! It is very illusory, but Bai Dan, who has been in the Falcon regular army for a period of time, believes that only the fighters with the soul of the Falcon Army are the real Falcon Army, as the elite of the hundred warriors who swept the mainland by the Waya Falcon. Since the establishment of the Falcon Army, it has fought hundreds of different sizes in the past few years, sweeping across the entire continent, and has almost never failed. Among the several outstanding fighters, the strength of one-on-two is commonplace.
Every victory is a strengthening of the army's soul for the Falcon Army. This belief in victory has deeply penetrated into the blood of every soldier in the Falcon Army.
The Falcon Army never gives up. It pays blood for blood. This deep-rooted iron-blooded style makes all those who are enemies feel terrified. It also makes everyone in the Falcon Army’s camp feel from the bottom of their hearts An unbreakable security. Businessmen dare to walk in any area because they know that behind them is the promise of a country.
A huge business empire, a never-say-failed iron-blooded legion, in such a big era, even if the soldiers who make up the Falcon Army now are no longer purely Vikings.
The composition of troops is becoming more and more complicated. There are Kujites, Wikiyas, Rudds, and Swadians, but these have been conquered by the Falcons, but they are undefeated against the Wikiya Falcons. The most steadfast supporters of the avatar of the God of War are rumored. They are hard-core fans of the Empire Falcon. They fight for the benefit of the Empire and they are no worse than the Vikings.” Only those who have faced the Vikings will know themselves. In front of this **** of war, how powerless!"
Even those famous generals who have been rebellious and rebellious in the past, most of them are worshipped by the great talents of the Vijaya Falcons, broad-minded and unparalleled in the country, compared to those who are deeply afraid of the strength of the Falcons. In mainland countries, the Salanders living overseas, who are basically based on peaceful evolution, have no sense of the strength of the Vijaya army.
This is mainly due to the character of the southern governor of Salander, Statunko. This southern governor is definitely a competent official, but his methods of governance are often too gentle. He The existence of Salander guarantees the peaceful transition of Salander, but it has not changed the idea of Salander worshiping individual heroism.
The Salander, who was born and romantic, still believes that the northern hero named Vic rescued Salander and defeated the brutal Normans. As for the role of the empire, it is a bit like a bargain hunter. , Salander’s civil war gave the Empire a chance to intervene.
Of course, the empire has done a very good job in the post-war reconstruction of Salander. It is remarkable. The Salanders who have experienced the cruel war are no longer willing to recall that scene~IndoMTL.com~ So big Some of the Salanders with weak personality finally chose to submit to the rule of the empire. Baidan also knew that a small part of the Salanders still believed that the great hero Vic did not die of that incredible cold, but was somewhere. Accumulate strength and lead Salander to rise again.
So even these Salander soldiers who joined the expeditionary army didn’t know anything about tragedy. They were prepared to die, but when they really faced these Norman cavalry, the strength and battle of the Salander recruits The will can't be compared with the regular army of the Eagle Army just now. With just one contact, the army formed by the Salanders faintly fluctuates.
Under the strong pressure of the Normandy cavalry, the entire left flank of the defense line was swept away in half, and there were calabash-like soldiers everywhere, blood-red mud on the ground, so that these Sa who climbed up from the ground The Rand soldier looked a bit more vicious, "Captain of the Fifth Squadron was killed!" "Captain of the Seventh Squadron was seriously injured!"
reports like this keep coming from the front, Bai Dan’s face becomes more solemn, and the contrast between casualties is expanding. This is not a good phenomenon. It is often necessary to pay more than 3 Salander soldiers to kill a Norman cavalry. Life, the scale of war is leaning towards the Normans.
The cold rain fell on Bai Dan’s face. There was a complex emotion in his eyes, and he finally understood that Jaglins’ uncertainty came from. This battle of proof is likely to require a bet The lives of thousands of Salander fighters! (To be continued) [] If you like this work, you are welcome to (m) vote for recommendation and monthly pass. Your support is my greatest motivation.