Black Scepter Chapter 151: The light of dawn (5)
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This is the best summary of Lampard's offensive operations.
Buttigia’s desperation in real life shocked His Majesty Hasu in a cold sweat, watching the hundreds of thousands of purgatory beasts disappear in the night, he was crooked and almost sat like a dehydrated patient Falling to the ground, fortunately supporting the city wall to stabilize the figure, then even weak voice issued the order to let the soldiers out of the city to attack.
When I fixed my head and looked up again, I found that the 3,000 Lampard reinforcements had disappeared. Under the darkness of night, the giant teleportation group pulled everyone back under the role of Morpheus "Law" under Lampard’s tree of Hida, and the wizards tried their best to restore their magic.
And after a short reorganization, two thousand soldiers were immediately sent again, and came to the Fort Pitt, far northwest.
When the light of the teleportation array disappeared, Morpheus saw that the city gates of Pittsburgh had been opened at this time, and the 15,000 cavalry regiment of all knights of Gilman, Fording and Lampard was making six Seven siege phalanxes launched a cluster charge, and the various enchantments cast by priest Andalil were like a colorful dome in the night, covering almost all friendly forces.
Same as the scene that appeared in the Augustus empire, the combat effectiveness of these soldiers nearly doubled, and the momentum was even more terrifying.
Lampard cavalry like a tsunami wave became the tip of this assault team-the 4,200-person "Darkblade Knights" all wore heavy armor and panicked with heavy cavalry. The jihadi army siege team rushed away. Under the technical research of the Lampard alchemy room, those horses wearing the heavy armor were rushing and shocking, with strong endurance, and more importantly, each one was twice as large as the normal army. More than that, this led to the "Dark Blade Knights" rushing to the front as if a whole team of giant knights, when contacting the infantry of the Jihad Army, it was like a sickle to cut wheat, and directly shaved the other side.
The team led by Na and Brown resembled a rainbow, and the bright white soul energy twisted the "arbiters" who tried to fight back into pieces.
After the heavy cavalry skimmed the formation, the three batches of heavy infantry regiments that followed followed by a final word. The rushing purgatory beasts in the distance were cleanly cleaned in the same way by Morpheus and Jeanne d'Or, so the battle lasted less than three hours and declared a complete victory.
Hundreds of thousands of "Jihadite" survived the massacre in the following night and were defeated.
And Morpheus did not have time to stay in Fording to assist with the aftermath. He directly took Jeanne’s little hand and arrived at the Budak Fortress in Kaslandi before dawn.
"We... did it?"
Jiande's mood is a little bit excited, not because she cooperated with Morpheus to kill an amazing number of purgatory creatures, but because she discovered everything that happened in front of her--whether it was the result of the battle or the process, it completely matched the previous face The "expectation" of the pale and big blood.
It can be said that Morpheus has relied on Compton, a blood race with terrible computing power, and has already preliminarily performed all the possible situations in the entire battlefield with the support of the "creed" intelligence system. Plan to complete it step by step.
The distribution of troops, tactical effects, and even battle loss ratios at each location are not indistinguishable. It sounds like a fantasy, but no one knows that Compton has buried more than a thousand different kinds of cards in this month and has been repeatedly deducing. So much so that in the schemes that have come out today, the "throwing force" of each battlefield is almost accurate to single digits.
When the prospects changed again, Hegel, who was in charge of the entire battle at Kaslandi, had already waited for a long time by the teleportation array. When he saw Morpheus and Jeanne appear here, he knew that the battle was set and he could not help revealing a little With a relaxed smile, he said: "Big Archon, everything is going according to plan without any deviation."
"This is also a battle to test the strength of the soldiers. Although the exercises have been carried out many times, the real battlefield is different after all," Morpheus nodded, striding towards the walls of Caslandi not far away, "Lampa There is more than one war in the Principality of Germany, you should understand what I mean."
Hegel froze for a moment, but then he showed an unabashed shock expression—does the Principality seek more land?
Thinking of this, he can’t help but think this is nonsense, which monarch doesn’t want his country to be as big as possible?
He took a few steps to keep up with Morpheus and nodded fiercely: "Understood!"
At present, this fortress belongs to Caslandi, and this country has always been invisible to Byzantine. The national strength is weak, and the only cavalry that is commendable is slaughtered by Byzantine. Called total disability. Now facing the danger of national annihilation, Edward III of Byzantine is actually too lazy to care about whether they are dead or alive, but Morpheus is determined to save, and the monarch has not stopped it-so the Kaslandi soldiers who learned this news It's grateful to Lampard. If he had a father of the Duke of Byzantine, Caslandi would like to cut a large territory and let him take root in this land.
Although Lampard’s strength is not more than 30,000 in total today, they who are on the absolute elite route are at ease at this time-because this army can obtain absolute mobility advantages through the teleportation array, and has more The “one-stop” strength that no other military can match.
It can even be said that the deterrent force displayed by the Lampard forces at this time has made the leaders of the various countries working together understand the fact that the seemingly small principality of Lampard has stood in terms of force value. The pinnacle of the mainland.
The battle situation at this time is more proof of this. Three thousand Lampard longbowmen belonging to Lampard stand on the tall city wall. Their range is increased by the wall and more than 500 meters. They have kept keeping. High-frequency shooting, the buzzing sound of bow strings striking through the air one after another, and the rain of arrows poured down, making the enemy under the wall almost impossible to move.
With the replacement of 5,000 longbow reserves under the city walls, Caslandi’s Budak Fortress has erupted since the arrival of these longbowmen in the afternoon. At this time, the arrow shafts inserted under the city walls were almost forested, the enemy could not move at all, and the corpses even covered the entire rugged mountain road.
In contrast, the Budak Fortress, its walls have not suffered an attack by the opponent's trebuchet.
As for the reason... Scarlett, the consul of the "night watchman" branch, is raising her palms slightly, letting a phantom of colorful light envelope the enemies in the distance-the more than 30,000 jihadists who were going to attack In the illusion, I completely lost my direction, and even the trebuchet was thrown in the wrong direction, and even the soldiers killed each other and fought together.
They seem to be unable to find the exact location of the Budak Fortress in the night.
"It should be possible to end the battle before dark." Morpheus nodded and recognized the ability of the "black widow", and then stood beside her, looking very relaxed and said: "Good show... still behind What about it."
"To this day, I have to admit that no matter who it is, being your enemy is really a sad thing."
Scarlett quipped a few words while changing the illusion being released on the battlefield. The dizzy "Jihad" in the distance seemed to suddenly see something terrible. Suddenly wailed and started to flee, and The gates of the wall of the Budak Fortress opened at the next moment. The mage sent from Lampard began to cover the shots. More than 20,000 marching teams in the fortress began to cover the fleeing "Jihad". After going crazy, Heysel, who looks like a giant, led the elite infantry regiment belonging to Lampard to the forefront, and began a one-sided slaughter with a crushing posture in the subsequent attack...
"It will take time for the news to reach the Vatican, but I think the pope may respond tomorrow afternoon or evening."
"So, should I congratulate you... Congratulations to the ‘night watchman’ who has finally reached this point? Can he confront the Vatican Holy See..."
"The Holy See...Oh, there's really nothing to fight against," Morpheus said here, but he couldn't help laughing at first. Yun Danfeng's lightness made Scarlett's trance in the blurred light and shadow, " They are just lost lambs..."
"Are you saying that?"
Turning his head to ask Jeanne, the magician who has grown up now nodded incomprehensiblely, then looked at the purgatory creature that appeared again in the distance vision, and raised his palm...
"Of course, the unclean soul from purgatory must be redeemed."
At this moment, Morpheus, who is very magical, smiled and looked into the distance, saying in a holy light.
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"These pagans will be saved by the Holy Light!"
On the evening of November 17, one day after the war, Pope Giovanni shouted similar words to the jihadist army in front of him.
His voice gave the jihadists incredible confidence, so when the soldiers looked at the walls of Mullenthal, there was no retreat in their eyes, but only the most thorough fanaticism...
According to common sense, this enthusiasm may only be possessed by those who are most obsessed with faith, but in fact, when Giovanni appeared on the battlefield, the breath of his body already had a very different look Common mania and restlessness.
This invisible atmosphere affected all the soldiers, and even made the calm sergeants irritable and combative.
The ten expressionless guards who followed the pope were next to Giovanni. Even the soldiers who asked for orders, stood on their knees and waited outside the "human wall" formed by them. "Holy Oracle".
After several days of rest, the constant supply of troops from Isengal has allowed the "Jihad Army" to be able to fight at this time to have reached 200,000 giants-this is already the power of the sacred Gabriel Empire. Although there are many new recruits who have never been on the battlefield before, this data is in front of you. No matter how powerful Byzantine is, you must weigh your ability.
Only at this moment, the disparity between the enemy and the enemy’s strength did not give Giovanni any sense of security. Although he sits in the Chinese army, the inner three layers and the outer three layers are protected by powerful executioners, but he can cover his body Up and down, it was like being in a glacier, but I felt a cold air spreading from the soles of my feet, as if piercing the bone marrow...
It wasn’t anyone else who brought him this feeling. It was the Grand Duke Lampard, Morpheus, who believed that only a few days ago that there would be "sculptor skills".
Giovani never thought that the army he was determined to win would be defeated so tragically and so thoroughly. A battle involving more than 50,000 people on this continent can be called a large-scale decisive battle. In history, no battle of toughness has ever been heard of a fortress that can be defeated in a night...or even within a few hours.
Unfortunately, the sacred Gabriel Empire set this record three times yesterday night.
The three fronts, a total of 200,000 troops, are exhausted. Yesterday I also imagined how to encroach on the land of the Holy See. The only thing I can hope for today is to get in touch with the commander who is still alive...but in the end, except for the dying Maxim to contact the Vatican, there is no other message.
The failure without warning didn’t even have time to buffer the pope’s heart. The report of the attack on the army yesterday evening only made the bishops feel a little panicked, but the subsequent long silence seemed to restore the past calm. It wasn't until noon today that the intermittent news ~IndoMTL.com~ made these old magic sticks understand what happened.
"Why...is this the case?"
Giovanni lost his mind for a long time, looking at the last and strongest part of the jihadist army in front of him, and secretly made up his mind that the plan of the Holy See to dominate the mainland must not be defeated!
The sound of war drums sounded, and the siege equipment was pushed towards the wall. The cloud ladders were laid one by one against the wall stacks under the sloping fire of the wall. Sapwood hit it.
Blood flesh is splashing, human life is like grass mustard, Mullentar's flesh grinding disc seems to start rotating again after the snow stops, crushing every life, squeezing dripping blood.
It seems that Mullental can’t stand this kind of attack anymore, the morale of the soldiers on the city wall is low, and even some jihadist soldiers have successfully jumped on the city wall, causing a small amount of chaos...
Everything seems to be moving in the direction expected by the Holy See two days ago, but the more this is, the more anxious Giovanni feels...
That **** Morpheus...what other tricks will he have?