Power and Empire Chapter 1862: Congo Alliance (1)
Gangfei Empire, Focordilla, cloudless blue sky,
The Duke of Andia comforted the violent war horse under his hips, and looked at the wilderness in front of him. The moonlight flag of the Istanis spread across the mountains. In November, it broke out with the Northern Obaro’s concern for the northern battle. , Is a battle for hegemony in the region of Central Europe,
used to be domineering, and now the declining Congolese Empire is rapidly expanding its war with the Iss who pledged to severely punish all infidels,
The initial advance of the Istanis was very smooth, and almost swept the border between Congo and Africa in less than a month. With the advancement of the troops, the two armies were densely packed with Focordilla as the center. The legions of various groups set up their battalions one after another.
The highest commander-in-chief of the Istanbul people is the Governor of Eastern Istanbul, Khayala. He is the most trusted confidant of the Emperor of Istanbul. He is cruel, bloodthirsty, scheming, but also the most loyal believer. In order to expand the results, in the shortest Within time, the huge empire of Central Europe was defeated in Gangfei. The Emperor of Istanbul happened to order 200,000 Istanbul troops to be divided into two groups ten days before the battle, and he personally led 80,000 main forces to attack the southern region of Congo. The other 70,000 regular army and 60,000 slave army are responsible for attacking the front line of Focordilla, the most important province in central Africa.
The soldiers and horses under the command of the Eastern Governor include not only the local Iranian army, but also a large number of rebels from the three kingdoms that swept along the way. At first, out of the consideration of preserving his own strength, Khayala originally planned to complete this battle completely independently by the rebels obtained, and the local regular troops of Istanbul did not participate. Khayala thinks that the division of one hundred thousand can not take down the small Focordilla simply and neatly, and it is also a prestige to fall into the Istanbul army. Therefore, he still ordered all regular legions to be prepared for battle. Although he himself believed that this was completely unnecessary, the elite troops of the Congolese Empire were just a mob, just like what he had encountered in the previous provinces. Like that, the other party just has a larger number of people
November 4th, dawn. The 10,000 cavalry group of the Istan Army first appeared in front of Gang Fei.
These Istanian cavalrymen are wearing white cross and black-bottomed uniforms, with black and white helmets on their heads, and their faces are cold. They stopped at a distance of 500 meters from the front of the army, looking at the front Gangfei people are like eagles looking down at their prey. They hold round shields in their hands. They are very gorgeous and eye-catching. The curved double-edged swords that are unique to Istanbul straddle their waists. This kind of double The blade is very sharp. Only Istanian craftsmen can forge, so it is also called "Istani curved sword"
In front of the Istanian cavalry, there are a large number of infantrymen.
The dense fog in the early morning dissipated a little, and the soldiers could clearly see the first wave of the enemy's formation, and they were shocked: the one standing in the front line of the Istanbul is not wearing heavy armor. The advanced infantry is not a brave cavalry, but countless prisoners.
Most of these prisoners were Gangfei soldiers who had been captured earlier. There are also a large number of civilians, old people, children, and women, and many young and middle-aged people. The cavalry of Istanbul is following them. Using leather whips, jabs with guns, and sabers to force them forward. Those who lag behind will be brutally beaten.
"Quickly, run over if you don't want to die!" The Istanian cavalry laughed wildly behind them, swinging their whip violently to make the huge queue look more like a square. The captured Gang Fei ran while crying and wailed, "Don't let go of arrows, we are Gang Fei." The cry and wailing sounded high into the sky, making people cry. "What to do? Just when there was a commotion in the queue, the soldiers shook their bowstrings and shot the enemy. They won't have the slightest hesitation, but they want them to shoot their comrades unscrupulously, and Dali is unarmed. Civilians,
The military judges who supervised the battle shouted loudly in the back, "Attention, let go! Let go! Don't let them come near!"
But the soldiers hesitated, and the arrows in their hands dropped. These are my compatriots. I couldn’t bear to watch this cruel scene. Several soldiers cried, and some were hoarse as they waved their hands. Yelled "Don't come here! Run! Don't come!" The prisoners in front stopped slightly, but a Gangfei was alone behind. I was immediately hacked and killed by the Istanbul cavalry without hesitation." The remaining prisoners were shocked and started to move forward again.
Duke Andyia slowly raised his head and said sharply, "Tell my command, if the enemy continues to approach, immediately release the arrow!" The two lines of tears that flowed quietly on his face, "Chuch!" Bowstring Shocked, someone shot the first arrow, and the second arrow. The soldiers hesitated, and the arrows fluttered toward the front like raindrops, watching their compatriots screamed and fell in their own hands, even hard-hearted supervising the battle. The judges wept sadly. "Haha, interesting, change a team!" Governor Hayala showed a sneer at the corner of his mouth, raised his hand behind him, and another group of prisoners were driven forward crying and crying,
He likes this tactic of driving the prisoners to the front line best. This is the best way to dampen the morale of the opponent. Seeing the desperate look of Gang Fei on the opposite side, Governor Hayala laughed, not Give up, order to drive group after group of prisoners, forcing them to move forward, forcing them to kill their own compatriots. Seeing that none of them were killed again, Governor Hayala narrowed his eyes. Licking his lips with a sense of meaning
The land in front became bright red, and was gradually filled with corpses and flesh and blood. About 17,000 corpses of prisoners lay in front of them. "Kill!" Stepping on a bridge built of flesh and blood, the forefront of the Istanis The infantry began to advance. They were holding square-shaped scaly gray-white shields. The armor on their bodies looked a little thin. They did not wear a helmet on their heads. Instead, they wore a strip of cloth marked with a red moon. The strips were very long. Part of it is fluttering in the wind and looks extremely sturdy. This is the death squad of the Istanbul people. It is often served by people who made mistakes or criminals in the army. "Go ahead, kill!" The death squad began to accelerate at a position of about 100 meters. , They are specially selected to take the lead,
The death squads are not good at fighting siege wars, but they are especially suitable for field assaults, because they are all convicted criminals who have been convicted of serious crimes. The only way to survive and get free is to use one hundred heads of the enemy. In exchange, their equipment is mainly stabbing guns and daggers, and some of them have received professional short-term training. Good at close combat combat,
As the death squad moved forward, the cavalry gave a promise." Everyone heard that if the enemy is defeated, Governor Hayala will reward 1,000 gold coins and be the first to attack Folkradi, no matter A soldier or an officer can be rewarded with 10,000 gold coins and give him the power of complete pardon. If he takes the head of an enemy general, Governor Khayala will personally grant him the title of little nobleman. The little nobleman is the lowest title of the Istanian Empire. But for the precarious death squad, just regaining the freedom is enough to make them desperate.
"Long live!"
Hearing such tempting and confusing conditions, the death squad's eyes were red, and the wine jars smashed to the ground. Before the battle, they drank enough alcohol to be brave and were behind the death squad. This is the true strength of the Governor's Army of Hayala. Compared with the chaotic formation of the front daring team, the 70,000 Estantian regular army appears orderly and neatly formed. The queue is advancing in the skirmish line. Rows after rows of archers, swordsmen, lancers, and shieldmen were combined in an orderly manner, and they were neat and tidy.
"Attention, prepare to fight!"
Duke Andia shouted, in front of him. The phalanx formed by the Congolese and African troops is as solid as a rock. Among them are five strong fighters from the Gang and Fei swordsmen regiments. These swordsmen have been trained since the age of five and will be required to watch the battle at the age of nine. Although the body is equipped with lightweight lock armor, the armor-piercing spear in his hand is very sharp, able to penetrate heavy and heavy armor, and is a fang hidden in the infantry phalanx.
"Kill!"
The two armies, with more than 100,000 troops, immediately crowded the large plains of Focordilla. As the distance approaches, it is like two swift steel walls slamming into each other. The sound is like a sudden burst of blood, shoulder to shoulder, the shield is against the shield, the back row is close to the front row, it is hard to breathe, the troops are deployed and the generals are sent out one by one, and the command is behind. The troop pushes the front troop, so eagerly, no one can move forward, and there are mountains and plains,
The line of engagement has expanded from the initial hundreds of meters to thousands of meters at an unimaginable speed. The archers on both sides don’t even need to aim, just shoot, shoot, shoot, row after row. Archers are shooting intensively one after another,
Thousands of bows kept "squeaking" into the full moon, and the "swish" arrows poured on the heads of the Istanbul and Gangfei soldiers like the continuous rainstorm. Countless Gangfei people fell to the ground with arrows, their blood stained the battle line, "Kill! Kill! Kill!"
The infantry on both sides have already lost their eyes. Some of the teams have been defeated. They want to withdraw, but it doesn't work. The following troops have already rushed up, and they were pushed up again. An infantry regiment trampled on the blood of its own brother, striding forward,
Governor Hayala couldn’t believe it. They were all his subordinates. They were the old team he had accumulated for many years. It took him countless hard work and financial resources to build a killing machine. He once thought In Luo Dalu, no one can contend with his subordinates, but he did not expect that the gangster, who has always looked down upon him, will be so tenacious this time. It is almost like a changed person, with more than half of the casualties of his elite troops. Stepping on the corpse mountain and the sea of blood, the other side also refused to give in and resisted the death fight. The two sides started a hand-to-hand battle, fierce fighting from here to there,
Countless sharp weapons were hacking and killing each other. The two sides gnashed their teeth and bleed violently. There were shadows of knives and swords everywhere, and the battle line was completely **** red. Both sides stepped on the bodies of the wounded and the dead to continue fighting. , The screams continued. "My lord, the left wing asks for reinforcements!" "The left wing?" In the direction of Gang Fei, the Duke of Andia also received a report from the troops asking for help. His eyebrows were slightly frowned. The left wing was the focus of today's fierce battle. It is the huge strength of ten teams, trying to break through the line of defense in one fell swoop. The Marquis Yeldo, the commander of the Gangfei New Eighth Army, one of the four major legions of the Gangfei Army, is here. His Gangfei New Eighth Army Corps has three elite infantry regiments with a total force of nearly 60,000. Isn't it just like this?
It’s no wonder that Duke Andia was confused about this. If he went to the left wing, he would find that the situation was worse than he thought. Sixty percent of the power of the Istanian army fell here, and the weapons lashed out fiercely. The sound, sparks splashing, the wounded are moaning, the soldiers have red eyes, and the feet are greasy, that is the human body that is stepping on, the thick **** smell is choking the nose, the commander of the army, the Marquis Yardo, is in a state of despair. He yelled at Wink, the commander of the 7th Army Corps, who was in charge of his flank, because he was afraid of war and had to fight on both sides. "The situation is a bit bad!"
The Governor of Eastern Istanbul Hayala anxiously patted the whip with his hand. The emperor gave him the task of breaking through Focordil in mid-November, and then meeting with His Majesty the emperor who broke through the south and marching north, and hit the unemployed Kyoto in one fell swoop, but he did not expect to be in Focordil one by one. As a result, the loss of his own troops was not small, and the messengers rushed to and fro with him one after another, reporting "The fifth half-dead team has gone up!"
"The Tito Fortress Legion is up!"
"Master Lei Su asked for reinforcements! He said that his Seventeenth Team of Tiger Eyes can't stand it!"
"Report! Lord Gushal died in battle!"
"The Yuwei Army is up!"
"Senej’s team has suffered too many casualties and is no longer able to fight!"
Hayela's hands trembled slightly: It's been three hours of fierce fighting! The battle line is like a bottomless black hole, devouring one team after another, countless elite soldiers and strong generals disappeared, but Focaldier still stood tall in the line. He can't understand. What happened? The invincible Istanbul warriors paid a huge price and sacrifices, and they didn't even open a gap! The opponent agreed to fight for several hours. "Aren't the opponent's soldiers tired? How can they maintain such a high morale and vigor?" Bastard! "He cursed softly. At dusk, after several hours of fierce fighting, the offensive of the Istani troops was stopped for the first time. The two groups of Istanis were blocked by Focordier. They were on the front line. A thick layer of corpses were left behind. Although the commander was still constantly mobilizing troops and condemning the generals to send fresh troops up, the soldiers’ body and mind had begun to wear out, and the area in front of them could be described as beautiful. The earth is like a meat grinder at this moment. One after another, alive and powerful teams are sent up alive and turned into corpses,
There was a strong smell of blood in the air, and there was a rotten, soft **** blood under my feet, and the blood flowed into a river.
The soldiers come up to the battlefield, come down to rest, and then go to the battlefield. It’s just that the military orders rang in my ears, and I had to move forward. The always arrogant Istanians were beaten up. From the beginning of the strenuous pounce, they now slowly move forward a little bit, hoping that the sun will go down sooner. So as to end the offensive, or other troops quickly enter the city, don't let your turn to climb the "meat grinder." The momentum of scrambling and taking the lead is gone.
The Istanian offensive has begun to weaken. Andya is keenly aware of this. He turned around and whispered to the messenger cavalry behind him, "You can start!" "Don't worry, my lord!" The cavalry looked solemn and gave a brief answer. Andya nodded, looked up at the sky, and unexpectedly remembered the old man who had been buried, and introduced the Istanbul people into the hinterland of the empire, letting him inflict a heavy blow in one fell swoop, completely overwhelmed. To solve the hidden dangers of the empire for 20 to 30 years, if it were not for the person who saw the plan in the hands of the emperor, a few people could think of it,
The sky began to dim, and Hayala, the governor of the eastern part of the Istanian Empire, ordered the entire army to retreat. The blood-red sunset on the horizon reflected the fiercely contested battlefield ahead, reflecting a fascinating light. What surprised Hayala was , Gangfei did not send anyone to clean up the corpse, "maybe too many dead!" Hayela thought. In this battle, his Eastern Legion lost more than 30,000 people, and the opposite Gangfei did not Fortunately, it is estimated that a breeze that is comparable to himself gently lifted the ribbon on his head, unexpectedly, he vaguely heard something~ IndoMTL.com~ turned around, and there was a black glow in the red clouds. Move, "Attention, Cavalry!" There was a terrifying sound not far away, and the sound of horses' hoofs roared like thunder. The queue filled the entire plain like an avalanche in black, and you couldn't even see the end. It was an iron-clad heavy cavalry with a saddle prancing horse, rushing to his flanks like a torrent, "Asshole!: Hayela beaten! A shivering, so many iron armored heavy cavalry, only one person in Gangfei possesses, that is the Gangfei emperor, but that is a child who is only seven years old!, looks like a sharp turn, just when he was confused, located in the armored cavalry The three teams in the direction of the impact, due to the shortest distance, have begun to chaos. They are the ones who can most feel the terrible momentum of the oncoming team. Amidst the roar of the armored cavalry, they show the terrible fighting spirit like a lion like a tiger. /
The earth trembles violently under the feet, standing unsteadily, and horses’ hoofs rumbling at the ears,
"Kill!'A loud shout,
The neatly formed armored cavalry line was as heavy as a towering mountain, but quickly pressed into the Istanbul troops. The Istanbul soldiers in the front row were stunned before they even had time to shout. The huge impact took off, and then landed under the iron hoofs in the back row,
The second row, the third row...the souls of the Istanians, row after row were washed down by an unstoppable torrent of steel, as if they were smashed and vulnerable!
"Kill!" The vibrating roar of the Gangfei cavalry overwhelmed the screams of horses and horses, and the clang of weapons collision. In their terrifying offensive, Governor Hayala's flank could not even resist for a moment. When I arrived, I was immediately submerged by this black iron-clad torrent, (to be continued) []