Schiller's guess was correct. The Dodon people did not hide much. It should be said that they had made all their efforts. However, it is too difficult for the Dodon people, who are already at the last place in the Liberian countries in terms of heavy cavalry strength, to tear apart the defense system of the Second Army. The fifth division of the Second Army is in the ninth army. With the cooperation of the First Division, the Doton people's several offensives were firmly contained. The Doton people's cavalry power did not exert its due effect at this time. After all, when the swords and guns were not directly applied to the neck, the sense of crisis was always there. It was not as intense as learning from the Poole people that they were surrounded.
It was the Doton people's attacks that looked menacing, but were actually just the first two waves of decent attacks that gave Helianbo a great opportunity to rest and recuperate. He was originally planning to use the fourth and fifth divisions to greet the Dotons. When Helianbo, who was attacked by the Dun people, realized that the strength of the Doton people's offensive was much weaker than that of Puer, he decisively replaced the first division of the Ninth Army with the fourth division. The Puer people's crazy attack from west to east had already made the Tudu people attack. The Third Division, a life-saving force that was originally a reserve, went into battle early. An army without a reserve was undoubtedly dangerous, and it was even more unacceptable for a war. The timely addition of the Fourth Division allowed He Lian Bo felt much more at ease.
After a night's rest, Poole's army regained its will to fight like an immortal body. Black pieces of armored cavalry roared with fire, roared, pushed horizontally, and swept over the long impact iron spears like thunder, with bursts of deafening shouts. The sound continued to spread to the surroundings.
"Pool will win!"
Schiller's war encouragement throughout the night did play a considerable role. In the mobilization speech given by the team of ten thousand people, Schiller told all the soldiers without hesitation that if they could not break through the Tang Army's infantry defense line tomorrow. The Poole army will face being completely annihilated, and everyone will become prisoners of the Tang army. Everyone and their wives, concubines, and children will become slaves of the Tang people, and their property will be ruthlessly deprived of their property. Thrown into the lowest abyss. Talking to the soldiers about the safety of the country and the nation is tantamount to playing the piano to an ox. What they can understand is their honor, property, wife and children. When all of these may be deprived of them by the victor, they will explode with infinite fighting power.
Iron hooves flew, dust flew, and the hard and cold soil was trampled into a mess of sand. When tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of iron hooves stepped on this land, the entire ground seemed to collapse, and the shaking earth It was like a huge earthquake that was shattering the earth. It was like a huge chariot made of countless parts, rumbling in neat steps and rushing towards the rock-solid Tang Army infantry defense line.
Marcello's teeth clenched tightly on the rough rein. As the most powerful general in the heavy cavalry, Qian Qianqiang, he has different weapons for soldiers. The thick mace is much larger than the mace used by the Tubu cavalry on the nomadic grassland. Number. The mottled and ferocious wolf teeth bloomed with a bloodthirsty cold light in the cold air. This mace made entirely of iron came from the Kaman Empire and was not produced in Poole's own country. The black stick was covered with knife marks and ax marks. The thick iron leaf armor was the honorary reward he received after killing eighty Baiyin warriors. Over the years, this mace has been accompanying him throughout his travels, and today this iron mace will witness his glorious journey of killing Tang soldiers.
His eyes were fixed on the rows of Juma spears standing high in front of him. This is the most dangerous enemy of the heavy cavalry. The Juma ditch has been filled in, and the infantry brothers have paid a heavy price to maintain it. The corpses lying scattered in front of the battle are proof. But none of this is important. Now it should be done by I came to avenge them.
On both sides were his bravest and most loyal subordinates, Guleza, Hotbas, and Lim. Although Kuler and the others were holding thick and long black iron spears, Marcello believed that they could provide him with the most solid flank protection, so he would teach these damn cowardly Tang troops a lesson!
Huo Teng stared intently at the shock wave of Poole's heavy cavalry that had dodged crossbows and javelins. It could be seen that this round of heavy cavalry offensive was more ferocious than yesterday's. Under the protective gear, they looked like two wolves. His eyes shone with fearlessness, and the determination to embrace death seemed to flow from the breaths of both the horses and the soldiers. Even Huo Teng, who had experienced countless bloody battles, felt the other's desire to die together. Shocked. But what the Gaoyue people fear the most is sacrifice and death. Nothing can scare the Gaoyue people on the battlefield. There is no catastrophe except death. This has always been the creed pursued by the Gaoyue people. Since you have become a soldier, dying on the battlefield is the best destination. .
Looking around at his colleagues, Huo Teng showed a proud smile on his face. Huosheng, Huoyuan, Huolong, Mudao, Muyun, Shanmao, Shanjia. The thick armors covered these Gao Yueerlang's whole bodies, and their waists were covered tightly. The tiger-headed sword between them had already been tied to his back, which was a sign of a fight to the death. None of the brothers showed the slightest fear because of the ferocity and madness of the opponent.
From their longing eyes, Huo Teng has already understood that these men have been waiting for this war to break out, so that the blood of the enemy can witness the inviolability of the empire, and the bravery of Gaoyue warriors can interpret the eternal majesty of the emperor. Indelible. Come on, these Liberians who don't know the heights of the sky, do they think that this can shake the battle line built by the great Gaoyue soldiers? Then let you come and experience what is truly rock-solid!
The corpses of countless infantry colleagues were turned into minced meat and blood under the flying cavalry. As the cavalry front poured in like a tide, they met with the infantry causeway. For Marcello, that kind of wonderful collision The voice is simply more beautiful than any natural sound, "Kill!"
At this moment, nothing can attract Marcello's attention. Everything in his hand has been soaked in the mace that contains his whole body's strength and vitality. Looking at the brown defense line approaching in front of him, Marcello finally couldn't help but grin, "Come on, what's supposed to come has finally come, let's let the bloody storm come more violently!"
The iron mace as thick as a child's arm suddenly swung up, and Marcello pierced the sky with a roar: "Open!", like a roaring black dragon, suddenly broke free from the restraints, carrying an unparalleled weapon with him. The momentum and strong wind howled wildly, hitting the three Juma spears thrust diagonally.
Huo Teng watched helplessly as the Juma spears in the hands of the three men standing a few meters away from him were thrown into the air by the opponent's violent blow, and became several pieces in the air, while large mouthfuls of blood flowed from the mouths of the men. Spurting out, the body as majestic as a mountain became undulating at this moment, and the eyes that were originally shining were as dim as water at this moment.
The huge rebound force made Marcello's arms feel sore, but at this time he only knew that he should take advantage of the victory to expand the results. The powerful horse raised its hooves and stepped into the Tang Army's defense line. The black dragon commanded by the arm suddenly retracted, and the two Gaoyue soldiers who had no time to react fell to the ground with white and red brains splattering, and scarlet plasma even splashed directly into Marcello's face.
Taking a ferocious sip of thick blood, Marcello was completely addicted to the pleasure of slaughter. The mace, like a bloodthirsty demon, broke into the Gaoyue infantry square without any cover, violently devouring the lives of the Gaoyue infantry. Dozens of rifles posed almost no threat to Marcello. The heavy and wild mace hit each rifle to pieces, and blood mist filled the sky. Although Gao Yue's soldiers They gritted their teeth and pulled out the ring knife, but facing the tall and powerful Marcello, their natural disadvantage made it impossible for them to make a move, and strict military discipline did not allow them to abandon the enemy in front of them to deal with this man.
Marcello laughed arrogantly and pounced on his horse, his mace roaring in the wind. The several Poole heavy cavalry following him also had their morale boosted, and they surged like a group of hyenas smelling fishy smell. Moving forward, they unscrupulously tore apart the Tang army's defense line that had just revealed some flaws.
Huo Teng felt that all the blood in his body had poured into his brain, and the furious gaze on his purple cheeks was about to devour anyone. This bastard actually slaughtered three brothers from the same village that he had single-handedly brought out. If If I can't avenge this, how can I remain in this world? But this guy is indeed too fierce. Kenma's whole body is covered in armor, and his whole body is covered tightly by thick iron leaf armor. Except for a pair of fanatical red eyes, almost no part is exposed. The iron mace was swung like a gust of wind and rain. No matter how strong Gaoyue's soldiers were, they couldn't compete with this guy who had the advantage in both weapons and height.
Two more Gao Yueerlang fell to the ground while vomiting blood. Marcello circled the horse with some pride and kept expanding the battle circle. Wherever the mace touched, there was a rain of blood and broken limbs, and the thick oar shield was in the fangs of the wolf. There was no way to resist the stick, and it broke apart after three consecutive blows, leaving only a Gaoyue soldier whose whole body had been shaken limp and collapsed to the ground.
Glancing at a few of his colleagues who had taken the opportunity to widen the gap, Marcello excitedly spurred his horse around, roared with a strange "Woo-Woo" sound from his mace, and suddenly knocked out a Gaoyue soldier who wanted to sneak attack a foot away, leaving him covered in blood. A few pieces of meat fell from the wolf's teeth again, and with the echo of rude laughter, Huo Teng could no longer bear it.