Power and Empire Chapter 189: Night Attack of the Battle of Glory Day

Use the southern part of Paraban. Large drops of rain fell from the sky. Hit people to bring Fangzhou's chill. The dark black sky shone through the silver lightning, and the electric light shone on the spire in the center of the town. The cold air blowing from the snow mountains in the western part of the kingdom made the freezing rain in late autumn half a month earlier than in previous years. For farmers who have just planted winter wheat, this is not a good thing! This will freeze most of the newly sprouted wheat seedlings to death, and most people will die because of starvation in the winter storm

"Natural disaster**, many people will die this winter!" The elder in the town stood in front of the fire in the center of the town and shook his head sadly. Since half a month ago, a cavalry of a noble army Since the troops were stationed in the nearby Litok Fortress, the peaceful town of the past has been tossed enough. The grass near the fortress has withered. The picky aristocratic army warhorses especially like to run to the nearby fields to gnaw the wheat seedlings. This makes the residents of the town dare not speak up,

Last year's Khergit War caused most of the townspeople to flee to the south. Only more than 300 townspeople who were attached to their homeland remained. Most of the little grain harvested was finally taken away by the local lord. The winter wheat with high hopes encountered such a situation and wanted to survive the severe cold in the town. The people feel desperate.

Hu Keqili took a deep breath of cold air in the air. The bright chain armor on his body was glowing with white flowers in the rain. The rain flowed down the thin cheeks, the hand holding the sword was slightly pale because of tension, and his piercing eyes stared into the distance. A huge black figure was entrenched in the flying rain. The Ritok Fortress Line, the first line of defense in the south of the Noble Army, where there are the Ten Thousand Noble Army and thirteen interconnected fortresses, which are like a shackle that firmly rests on Samor's hand reaching the north. The black rainstorm night is the best cover for cavalry raids. The sound of falling rain can not only cover up the rumbling of horseshoes, but also blur the opponent's vision.

Hu Keqili lay on the horse's back, his body bent in a straight line with the horseback, the bursting cold wind mixed with raindrops hitting him, although it was bitterly cold, Hu Keqili felt excited and hot. As the forward commander of this light cavalry regiment, Hu Keqili, who led the army for the first time, felt blood boiled and the cold rain flying in front of him. Can't extinguish the bloodthirsty in Hu Keqili's heart**

"Kill! Kill a glorious road to victory! Let us face the light of the sword" This is the mantra of the former light cavalry commander Salon

The war horse is getting closer and closer to the front line of the noble army's defense. Hu Keqili can already see the panic and pale face of the noble army not far away, and can hear the screaming alarm bells from the camp post tower, "Night attack! Night attack!"

The entire camp of the noble army blew up the camp at once. Outside the fortress there is only one brigade of troops. No one thought that the Samorians would come in late at night. Many people hurriedly put on chain armor, like ants whose nests have been turned over, crowded out in the dark, late night. , The soldiers who were awakened, no one knows where the Samor people came from, huddled together in a mess,

"Shots! Everyone shoots!" the captains shouted under the cold freezing rain, grabbed the spearman of their team from the rushing crowd, and snapped a few fans. The slap in the face made the hurried spearman come back to his senses, "Damn, shoot immediately if you don't want to die!"

"Boom!" There was a loud noise not far away. A row of thick wooden fences erected outside the camp was hung by long hooks thrown by the Samor light cavalry. The horses hissed and the thick wooden fences were hung up. The retractor pulls apart,

"Ah, more than a dozen noble soldiers who had no time to dodge, were stepped under the horse by the Samor light cavalry who swiftly killed them behind, screaming with blood and screaming of being trampled into mud, the sharp swords of the Samor light cavalry , Like lightning flashing suddenly in a rainy night. Cut open the throat of the noble army

"Put down the suspension bridge, quickly put down the suspension bridge. The Samorians are here to kill." Countless terrified nobles ran to the fortress not far behind, but they were blocked by the moat and could only stand on the opposite bank and beg the defenders on the opposite bank to put down the suspension bridge. , The defending army slowly lowered the suspension bridge, but was stopped by the stationed Marquis of Sarbens with a wave of his hand

"Wait, the situation outside is not the same as the situation outside Yi Xun's book, and the different body of Aoshan: Kou Guo puts down the suspension bridge at this time, and it will give the Samors the opportunity to take advantage of the opportunity." The Marquis of Sarbens protruded from the fortress battlements. A head, the cold freezing rain made him shiver coldly. The Marquis of Sarbens glanced hastily. I felt cold behind the neck,

The defeated army below flees like a chased mouse, screaming and hissing intertwined. Countless black figures intertwined in the barracks, in the raging flames, occasionally one or two private figures escaped from the camp, and their heads were cut off by the Samor light cavalry who had caught up.

The Marquis of Sarbens looked at it. There were only three thousand defenders in the fortress. If this was the assault of the entire Samor army, once the drawbridge was lost, the Samorian’s siege hammer could smash the gate of the fortress. The eyebrows frowned slightly, and he thought to himself for a while. Let the soldiers around you shout down, "The lock of the fortress drawbridge is broken. If you want to survive, you can form a gun array on the spot! As long as you persist until dawn, the Samorians will retreat"

"Damn! ***Master noble!" The shouts of the defenders on the city caused the soldiers below to be indignant. But there is no way to survive. No, it does not form a scattered spear array.

"The blood mixed with the rain and the water was overflowing, the Samor light cavalry's sword was shining cold in the rainy night, and a large bleeding gap was torn in the eastern part of the camp. The five thousand Samor light cavalry pressed in like a torrent,

Hu Keqili waved his saber and rushed to the forefront of the attack line. The spear formations erected by the noble army were scattered in front of them. Hu Keqi's strenuous warhorses rushed calmly from the flanks of the spear formation. Over. The left hand draws a short cavalry crossbow from the weapon slot, the crossbow arrow in his hand brings out a white line, and shoots into the chest of the spearman from the flank

This is the conventional method used by the Samor cavalry to deal with the spearmen. With the help of the horse's high mobility, they rounded back to the side of the spear array, shot and slashed with the crossbow, and immediately let the noble army spear array fall down a large area.

Hu Keqili wiped the rain off his face and looked around. The horse had already rounded back to the back of the Noble Army Spear Array. Both sides of the Noble Army Array were shaved off by a large amount. ,

The rain turned the ground into mud, and the blood stained the ground. The soldiers of the noble army were killed crying and shouting, cutting the horse and stepping on them, and the Samor cavalry rushed from behind. The crowded formation makes the corpses stacked on top of each other, soaking in the rain like piles of white meat,

Thousands of remaining spearmen were hit by sabers and crossbows just like that, but it was only half a time. There were no people living in the entire camp, and the freezing rain in the middle of the night was even worse, and the muddy roads caused the troops who came to support them to suffer.

Except for the cold corpses~IndoMTL.com~ burned into the black camp, nothing was left. The Samor cavalry had long since disappeared without a trace, and a foremost brigade of the Noble Army was wiped out overnight.

This incident spread quickly among other noble armies. It caused the panic of most of the teams stationed outside the fortress. No one wanted to be the target of the Samor cavalry. Facts have proved that when they are in danger, the adults in the castle will abandon them like dogs.

"Trash! A bunch of trash!" Marquis Duaikeli's face flushed, and his arm slapped the report on the table vigorously, "Do you have anything else to say, Commander Sabens Banner, a piece of equipment? The complete reorganized brigade is gone under your nose, as the commander-in-chief of the first line of defense. How do you explain it!" "It's not my fault! The Samor cavalry has always been a strong force, with a strong offensive. . Coming and going like wind, with my infantry flag regiment simply can’t compete with it"

Sarbens waved his hand pale, and his voice was crying, which was wrong. In a sense, Sarbens' decision was not wrong. It's just that no one thought that the Samor cavalry would be deployed. The J-Elite Cavalry raided a thousand infantry soldiers, but they were not as neat as the autumn wind swept the fallen leaves. The other generals around were also looking at each other. No one would have thought that the Samor would be so bold, and use their superior forces to assault a fortress outskirts camp of little significance.

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