Power and Empire Chapter 1635: The Battle of the Sona River (4)

In the dark night, on the black river surface, only a huge darkness can be seen. Quietly, there is only a very faint starlight. The moon hides behind the dark clouds, and the whole sky is gray, as if it is going to rain. On the ground, the air is also very dull. There is no wind at all. The moist and stimulating air on the river makes the patrol cavalry along the river feel a bit cold. The river bank where hundreds of thousands of armies are facing each other, in such a night, whether it is in the northwest. The coalition forces are still Gauls, and seem to be deliberately keeping quiet, and they are all trying to reduce the noise of their direction as much as possible,

In the middle of the night, the torch was only buzzed by the night wind, red sparks popped up from the top, and the river bank where more than 100,000 troops gathered was "trodden" with a burst of footsteps from the river. It came from the other side, which attracted the attention of the riverside. "Watch out for the enemy!" The patrol cavalry galloped along the river and blasted the entire river bank.

"Crossbowmen, hurry up! Take the riverside!" Countless soldiers came out of the Falcon Army barracks, and the river beach was quickly filled with soldiers. "Lie crossbow! 150 meters ahead!" As the bow and crossbow squadron leaders shouted one after another, a tense fighting spirit filled the air. The well-trained Falcon Crossbowmen expelled several strike lines. Kneeling on one knee, leaning forward, the foot-pedal infantry heavy crossbow in his hand was slightly lifted up, aiming at the river in front, and on the opposite river beach, there were also noisy people and horses, countless torches were like rivers illuminating the earth, from Behind the adobe across the river popped out like stars in the sky,

"Line up!"

The sound of war horses neighing came with the wind. In the light of the torch on the opposite side, countless Gaul soldiers in heavy armor could be seen gathering, and a cluster of black shadows appeared on the opposite river embankment with the sound of wind, Gaul The legion lined up ten infantry formations along the riverside, like a huge trapezoidal formation,

The one hundred Gaul squadron battle flags were blown by the night wind. With an inspiring clatter, the wide and wide Gaul long shields are like door panels. The shields are coated with red crosses. Under the light of fire, they are like ignited flames in every queue. On the far left is the towering Gaul eagle battle flag. The flagpole is made of pure copper. The red battle flag is hung on the top of the winged eagle, and it is screamed by the wind by the river. The line-shaped formation of the entire Gaul infantry reflects a very high military quality, giving people a mountain-like feeling in the dark

"My lord", a general Gaul wearing a lion-shaped helmet turned around and bowed his head to report to the oncoming Stanley Spencer,

"General Pyrenees! I'm here for you." Stanley Spencer stopped his horse above the river, his eyes swept across the army formation in front of him, and a trace of heat flashed in his eyes. The whole 30,000 troops were used as bait. Entering the battle requires not only courage but also courage. These empire warriors will take on the task of attracting the attention of the opposing team when the army crosses the river. Although it was just a powerful attack, in order to convince the other party that the necessary loss was inevitable, his eyes were full of coldness. The Sona River tonight is destined to be stained red by human blood, but the sun rising tomorrow will witness the glory of shining on the empire

"Don't worry! "The lion helmet General Gaul smiles slightly" I will let the barbarians in the northwest know. They are just a bunch of poor worms in front of the empire's roaring iron! Look at tonight The black cloud, my lord. We are all expecting that this battle in the Northwest will be finalized in the hands of my lord!"

"Well, we will meet across the river bank!" Stanley Bin Sè nodded excitedly. The famous fighter of the Pyrenees Gaul Fourth Army, the Pyrenees Legion under his command is Qing Yi. The Gaul heavy infantry, known for being good at attacking the empire, waited until Stanley Spencer disappeared,

Pyrénées turned around, looked at the river bank on the opposite side of the river, and raised his hand, "Tailor, hit me!"

"Wow" is like suddenly tearing open the rift of the storm. Hundreds of trebuchets behind the adobe slammed their huge levers into the sky, whirring, countless ignited fireballs violently in the air. Dragging out a dazzling light tail, like a meteor pouring in the dark sky, exuding enthusiasm, countless red flames exploded in the air like raindrops, everyone’s eyes were in the white light, feeling a burst Unspeakable burning sensation

"Attention, slingshot!" The Falcon Crossbowman did not expect the opponent to play this hand, and it was suddenly chaotic.

"Go forward!"

The Gallic army shouted and began to move forward. Thousands of troops rushed towards the river, and the dense rain of arrows poured down on the opposite side. The bowstrings vibrated neatly, like a dense raindrop hitting the ground in a dark night. The dazzling cold light came with a violent whistling sound, and the sharp arrow brought out a rainstorm-like white line, forming a waterfall-like wonder in the heavy rain.

"Ah" the Gaul soldiers behind the shield all hit their arrows, and countless blood bloomed in their crowded queues like flowers.

"Go forward, rush over!"

Under the strong blow of arrows, the Gaul army that stepped into the river water was as if hit by an invisible big hand head-on, and fell all over.

Countless clusters of arrows turned the soldiers struggling in the water into blood holes, but no one took these casualties seriously. The sad and miserable howls of the soldiers in front of the arrows were completely ignored. It is normal for people to die in battle. . But even with such a powerful attack, the forward of the Gallic army continued to advance in the arrow rain without retreat. The collision of black and red, in the mud mixed with human blood, mixed with killing and screams. One piece, the scene is chaotic like a pot of boiled gruel,

The soldiers raised their shields to protect the top of their heads, and walked slowly in the waist-deep river. With the efforts of both sides, the water flow on the river surface was obviously reduced to a minimum. Even at the deepest point in the middle of the river, the river could only It was submerged to their chests, and the gentle water flow could no longer impulse the soldiers in heavy armor. The Gaul soldiers who discovered this seemed to arouse their high fighting spirit, because they thought they were blocking the tributaries, so now This is the depth of the river. Without the obstruction of the river, there is no doubt that the land is in front of you.

"Puff. Puff." More soldiers along the river stepped into the river without hesitation, splashing patches of water, and the entire surface of the river seemed to be tumbling, densely packed Gaul soldiers leaning against the current. To the shore,

"The spearmen lined up!" With the loud shouts, the Falcon Crossbowmen above the riverside retreated like chao water, and the heavy spearmen armed with shields entered the battlefield in an orderly manner from behind,

"Hurry up, we rushed to the river bank!" A Gaul soldier stepped on the river bank with half his foot and exclaimed excitedly. The opponent’s resistance was lower than expected, but the dense spears in front made his shout abruptly. These heavy gunners in heavy armor are like a pack of wolves appearing in the cold rain,

The heavy gunmen of the Southern Army are veterans who have gone through the war. Watching the Gaul who climbed the riverside, they did not press it up at the beginning, but hid in a row behind a heavy shield, sharp in their hands. The long spear is erected to destroy the enemy's huge spear array, and the dense array is like a wall of steel.

The soldier's gaze arouses a fierceness who despises everything. As a melee arm, the pikemen often suffer the most damage from each arm. The two armies are staggered. Only the brave can survive. The pikemen is looking at one. A Gaul climbed ashore, his eyes were cold as if he was looking at a dead person, that's the only way. They were able to overcome the fear in their hearts to the utmost extent and survive the tragic assassination confrontation. If there is a storm, wind and thunder, the blood in their bodies will be fully aroused,

"Go forward!"

The "forward" both sides shouted at the same time, and the pikemen moved forward neatly. The cold eyes were filled with bloodthirsty madness. As soon as a Gaul soldier climbed up the riverside, he was shot through his head by a heavy gunner. The yellow and white thing splashed the face of his companion behind him, and countless black armors formed a torrent. The encirclement composed of ten thousand spearmen "Papa" hit the Gauls who were running wildly toward the river beach, like a hammer slamming into the flour pile, countless **** rains flying into the air with the stumps, The reign of blood, a strong smell of blood hit the face, and the hundreds of Gaul soldiers who had just climbed ashore were completely crushed.

The heavy gunner's pace did not stop, but continued to move forward, stepping into the river,

"Go on top!"

"Kill"

The two armies actually fought in the middle of the river, with swords, lights and swords, and the two fighting each other rolled in the waist-length water. The long spear carried a string of bright red human blood, flowing down the river, and the river was all red. , Under the illuminated torch, looks so strange.

"My lord, what a fierce Gaul!" In a section of the middle reaches of the river, a Denia **** knight was breathing heavily. Next to him, the Duke of Denia struggled A long sword was drawn from the body of a Gaul soldier, and the blood of the Gaul soldier came out and splashed his face.

Looking up, the sight in front of him made the Duke of Denia take a breath of air-conditioning. On the opposite bank of the river, the Gaul soldiers seemed to be unable to kill them, holding their weapons, rushing and jumping in. In the **** water that was submerged to the waist, the people were turbulent, looking from the sky as if the entire river surface was covered, as a shower of arrows along the river fell, numerous scarlet liquids splashed out,

In his eyes at the moment, they are killed in a group in the middle of the river. Whether it is the Falcon Army or the Gallic Army, they are fierce beasts, just biting with their teeth. With their feet, they will also display incredible combat power before they die. The Denia heavy infantry, which they are proud of, although they have the advantage in strength, was actually destroyed in just half an hour. Twice, this was a frustrating discovery for the Duke of Denia. Some things can be made up for with equipment, while some require real accumulation of actual combat.

The Duke of Denia rules the country with iron and blood, but he has always been restrained by his old opponent Ruo Send. It is the first time that he has encountered such a tragic battle. He knows that the area where the opponent is attacking is actually the defense line of the Falcons. I was only lucky enough to be swept,

But even with such an inadvertent sweep, the Duke of Denia’s army has paid thousands of losses in just over half an hour to drive the Gauls down the river, while the Falcon Army It can be as powerful as the Gaul army, and even has the upper hand.

It suffices to show that the gap between the Denia army and the Falcon army is huge. Needless to say, those small power countries are almost defeated. Even the Duke of Dunkirk’s army was also defeated by these forces. If it is not for the timely replacement of the Falcons, the riverside defense line is like the first exit.

The army is in front of the fierce battle, and a fast horse reporting the battle report also gallops into the main Falcon camp.

At this time, the main camp of the Falcon Army is rare and quiet, only the sound of thousands of crossbows coming from the direction of the river. From the direction of the main camp, countless metal white lines traverse the 50-meter-wide river surface. Bringing a **** death, the Gaul regular army steadily stepped into the river. People were hitting arrows and the corpses were swept away by the river. The appearance was not critical but not optimistic.

June 5rì four o'clock in the morning

One hour after the blood streamed in the middle section of the Sona River, one hundred thousand Gaul troops divided into four echelons and appeared in the lower shallows. With the order of a powerful attack, 100,000 Gaul troops like landslides rushed downstream to the river water only to the waist.

The five-mile-long river is completely blocked by people, and tens of thousands of infantry groups are creeping forward in the current

"Let!" Jaglins, who was in charge of defense, gave an order, and the 40,000 falcon guards on the riverside sounded the sound of death, and countless boulders and rain-like arrows screamed through the air. Flying out, at the same time, the two-winged crossbow phalanx arranged at the front end of the riverside also began to shuffle towards the sky, and the arrows from the sky clinked and hit the Gaul soldiers for an instant. There are countless screams on the river. The forefront of the Gaul army was pierced by powerful crossbow arrows. With the bloodbaths, the corpses floated up from the water.

The soldiers behind jumped over them and moved on, screaming forward,

"First battle, retreat!" Gaul soldiers rushed into the thirty-meter line, and the first line of crossbowmen ran backwards quickly. To avoid the counterattack of Gaul's hand

"Second battle, let go"

According to the order, hundreds of heavy ballistas lined up neatly in the Falcon Army, the bowstrings have been pulled apart for a half-moon shape. The bowstring was creaking tightly, and only the word "put" was heard. The crossbow screamed violently and shèd out to the opposite side at the same time. The screams of "swish swish" continued, and there was another cry of ghosts and wolves in the darkness. After shè hits for two rounds, the surface of the river in front looks like a thick stack of absorbent paper. Each one fully absorbed the blood of Gaul soldiers. More than 5,000 dead bodies were washed away by the water,

"Go forward, retreat and kill those who land ashore!"

Stanley Spencer issued a very strict order. One person backed down and the whole team of fifty people were buried together. Under such an order, the Gaul soldiers were completely crazy, fifty meters above the river. There are corpses everywhere, and the Gaul soldiers move forward against the corpses,

The people behind are just going forward and forward. Even if they don’t want to go forward, they are pushed forward by the people behind. The struggle of the soldiers in the front row has no effect at all, and countless sharp arrows continue to shè into them. The body that has no breath at all is like a shield made of flesh and blood,

The corpses of countless Gaul soldiers rolled with the river, and it was hard to distinguish whether it was river water or **** water. Finally, a group of Gaul soldiers rushed onto the bank, and thousands of them were greeted with neat hair. Brushing the usual long spiked guns, all the tips of the guns were forward. The Gaul soldiers who had no way of retreating screamed fiercely, rushed forward and were pierced by countless long spears. More and more Gaul soldiers rushed ashore, just like the two armies. Two equally intense waves began to collide, and a hand-to-hand battle began. In an instant, thousands of soldiers were strangling together, the blood of thousands of people was splashing, and the entire river section was opened, and the battle line between the two armies was like a thin layer of blood mist rising.

"Your Majesty, the Duke of Denia has sent someone to report that the pressure in the middle stage is too great and ask for support!" The military newspaper was quickly delivered to the fat man at the downstream main camp.

"Middle section? The fat man rolled his eyes in disdain. He had expected that the opponent would throw a bait before launching a real attack. Now that he knew the enemy’s attack focus, the fat man had re-adjusted his strength in the middle section. Reduced by half, otherwise, even if there are twice as many Gauls, it will not cause such a great pressure so quickly. This half of the remaining people will be the true jīng sharp of the Falcon Army, the 10,000 zhōngyāng army, 20,000 Southern Army heavy gunmen, and 10,000 Saron’s most proud assault heavy infantry, plus 40,000 heavy troops downstream, almost all of the main force of the Falcon Army was escorted downstream

"If it is really the middle section, the downstream will not be so lively!" Slowly stood up from the seat, the thick armor on the fat man made a metal rubbing sound in the tent, and he picked up the exaggerated eagle wings on the table. The helmet asked, "How is the situation downstream?

"The offensive was very fierce, and two of our flag regiments were destroyed!" The guard replied

"It's almost the same! Otherwise, it's not too boring!" The fat man muttered to himself and put on his helmet, fastened the collar of the white thorns pattern and spiked armor, and dragged a red cloak slowly. Walking out of the gate of the military tent, from where he stood, the sky above the riverside has been enveloped by a huge red light,

The tragic sound of fighting comes with the wind, which makes any soldier's blood boil.

The footsteps stopped at the door of the tent, and the fat man glanced over the quiet army in front of the military tent. The entire Guangping in front was full of people. The 50,000 jīngrui who had been pulled out from the middle section by him had already been gearing up here and waiting for most of the night. , If the Gauls do not come, I will be disappointed

"Your Majesty"

Seeing the figure of His Majesty Falcon appearing at the tent, the 50,000 sharpest heavy infantry holding a spear in one hand, while kneeling neatly on one knee in front of the fat man, each one under the cold steel helmet is a Both are full of scorching eyes, and they are full of worship and desire to fight for their own monarch,

"I ask you one last time in the name of God of War, are you all ready?"

The fat man’s gaze is like electricity~IndoMTL.com~ Scanning across the faces of the soldiers, they are scattered into slightly irregular quadrilaterals, and the neatly arranged armors and lances can't be seen at a glance.

The silent legion only has the call of the night wind. What the fat man sees is the unwavering expectation, loyalty, trust, and enthusiasm in the eyes of the soldiers

"If this is the case, let the killing intent of the emperor regiment rush to the sky like a prairie fire tonight!"

Fatty Ting Lang drew out a half-arc and sharp sword. In Fatty’s hand, Samor let out a sound of knives that resounded across the sky.

Tens of thousands of heavily armed soldiers were moved, and the military spirit climbed to the extreme amidst the sound of swords, shouting in unison

"Sure victory!

The sound shook the wilderness, and countless sharp and cold infantry spears were like a dense forest of steel, all raised up at this moment,

Look at the densely packed soldiers and the spears that flickered like snow in the night. The fat man's knife fell. At this time, a thunderous rolling sound came from the upstream direction.

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