Lord of the Oasis Chapter 423: .Intense battlefield moments
It is indeed abnormal.
Not only did Gibran fail to arrange stop losses when his own troops were attacked, but instead let those archers who had low morale be slaughtered, causing a large number of people to flee.
And even let the rear, as the supervising team of the Dark Red Sect fanatics, strangle most of the fleeing archers on the spot.
If you talk about it.
Kant's troops did less damage.
Most of the archers recruited by the Dark Red Sect were slaughtered by their own people.
The ground is covered with blood, and there are corpses everywhere. The strong smell of blood permeates the wind. The senior Rhodok crossbowmen and Ravenston rangers who have stopped shooting more than 3oo meters away have some changes in their expressions. .
They've never seen such crazy behavior, and it doesn't feel like a war at all!
It's like a cult's weird sacrifice!
"That's how it feels."
Gibran smiles.
Smell the rich **** smell in his nose, a throbbing from the depths of his soul, which made him feel as if he was caught in an extreme comfort, which is more comfortable than enjoying a woman for the first time. The beauty will come more intensely.
Especially the **** smell mixed with resentment towards the living is like drinking a glass of ice water in dog days.
He couldn't help shivering slightly when he was stimulated.
Extremely excited!
Not only him, but the consciousness of the existence in his chest was equally excited.
I'm still urging him, let him continue, faster and bigger, the madness and brutality it brings, as well as the spirit of resentment and resentment, is more delicious!
"Understood, my lord, my supreme being."
Gibran grins grimly.
The red glow in his eyes became more intense, and his raised right hand slowly waved forward: "Attack."
There are no redundant sentences, which represents his order. With the messenger behind him blowing a few rapid cornets, the troops that were still worried have slowly started to move.
This is a sign of an attack, a frontal attack.
The Dark Red Sect pikemen with spears slowly stepped forward.
The dense forest of guns swayed, and the chain armor and the iron-inlaid leather armor were closely arranged in formation, and when they collided with each other, there was a "tinkling" sound, but this sound reflected the gloomy and frightened faces of the group of soldiers.
The morale of this group of pikemen is extremely poor, and if they suffer a little bit of hardship, they will be directly on the verge of collapse.
Can be different from them.
Wearing black robes and wielding long swords, round shields, or hatchets, zealots walk firmly.
They were just behind these spearmen, under the protection of the dense spear forest, smelling the strong **** smell, and there was also a little red light in their eyes, which was very strange.
Including the knights on the left who are still on standby, but also start to advance.
The warhorse is covered in black robes.
He also wears a black robe over his chainmail.
The hooded robe is black and red, and the weapons in his hands can clearly show the standard spears and swords belonging to the Principality of Lions, as well as the round shield hanging on the saddle.
The black hoods hide their identities, but their identities are actually pretty easy to guess.
It's the knight of the Principality of Lions!
The most basic nobility.
And those knight attendants behind them are actually the knights' squires.
The dark red sect has completely penetrated into the East County Territory. Seeing that the Viscount Gibran, who left the most brilliant reputation, has been infiltrated into the sect's headmaster, you can understand that the aristocratic system of the East County Territory has long been riddled with holes.
Now facing a powerful enemy, he was even recruited by the Dark Red Sect and became his own army!
But they didn't charge first.
On the contrary, there are still those spearmen from the Dark Red Sect, who continue to hold their spears and slowly press them over.
In front of Kant's troops, the senior Rhodok crossbowmen and Ravenston rangers have resumed their firing, volleys of deadly steel crossbow bolts, and among them are the cone-like heads arrow.
The sound of "whoosh" can be heard incessantly, but the entire battlefield seems eerily calm.
There was only a muffled groan.
And screams.
It was the wailing of the Dark Red Sect pikemen being shot by bowmen, or falling in rows.
The distance between the two sides is still shrinking. As the elite pikemen trained by Fort Aviles, the tenacity of this group of guys is still beyond Kant's imagination. Even if the morale is extremely low, they are still carrying out tactical attacks.
However, if you look carefully, you can see that the faint red light in the eyes of these spearmen is beginning to appear.
A madness from the bottom of my heart begins to permeate.
"Attack."
Kant didn't care at all.
He had a normal heart for this battle, turned his head slightly and instructed Bestur: "Come and lead those desert robbers in Sarand, I want you to surround them like a hunt."
"Yes!" Bestur nodded, and quickly rode away: "It's very simple."
The desert robbers who had dispersed long ago moved into action in an instant.
Bestur raised his whip and swung it.
The 2ooo desert robber understood it~IndoMTL.com~ At the same time, he pulled out his short javelin with his backhand, kicked the horse's belly fiercely, and rushed towards the dark red sect's troops with the horse's galloping horse.
By means of the sharp and heavy short javelin in his hand, he threw it towards the front by inertia.
A heavier "whoosh" sound appeared in the space.
The short javelin crossed a distance of more than 2o meters.
But with ferocious power, he instantly pierced through the seemingly solid chain mail and iron-inlaid leather armor, piercing them without any hindrance, turning the fragile human body into a pile of useless rotten flesh.
Dead, without control, of course it is useless rotten meat!
The desert bandits are throwing shots.
The pikemen and knight attendants of the Dark Red Sect did not respond, and were stabbed to death by the short javelins thrown by the desert robbers who roared like a gust of wind.
This is a common tactic used by the Khugeites, using ranged weapons to harass the enemy.
And then there's a wave of heavy cavalry.
Unfortunately.
These Sarandians can imitate the tactics of the Khugeit.
But the harvest of the Kujit people cannot be completed, because the main force currently occupying the number is not the terrifying Kujit Lancers, but the Salander Riders and Mamluks, as well as the senior spearmen of the Rhodoks, They are the main force!
This is a dual combination of infantry and cavalry, a complete unit with a strict combat system!
Therefore.
The senior Rhodok spearmen begin to move forward.
They raised their broad shields to form a low wall, then raised their 4-meter-long spears diagonally and approached.
Approaching the spearmen of the Dark Red Sect head-on, just like a king to a king, they have no fear at all, because the Rhodoks are stones, they are still as hard as steel, extremely stubborn stones! ()
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