But the archers of the Kastark Empire did not give them that much time to think. Although the long-range scattering could not cause much damage to the soldiers equipped with tortoise shells, at such a close distance, the archers behind the arrow shields or on the arrow towers could accurately attack the weaknesses of the Brown Bear Legion’s heavy infantry. Their faces and thighs exposed outside the armor became the objects of the archers’ ‘molestation’...
"Rush over and chop down those bamboo poles..." As the commander of the Brown Bear Legion roared, several strong men beside him rushed out in one step. When they jumped up and prepared to smash those horses in mid-air, before the swordsmen prepared by Carson could attack, the bamboo crossbows I had prepared for this situation immediately played their role. Almost most of the attacks were interrupted by the crossbows, and the rest were forced back by several swordsmen who arrived later.
Seeing the soldiers falling to the ground, the Brown Bear Legion could no longer bear it and began to attack, but what awaited them was endless blood. As soon as the soldiers who rushed into the trenches approached the horses, they would immediately be attacked by more than two spears. With the crowds behind them, they had no room to dodge. Almost all the Brown Bear Legion soldiers who approached the horses would fall to the ground the moment they swung their weapons. For a time, death became synonymous with approaching the horses, and thousands of soldiers lay in the trenches forever.
This situation did not frighten the Senke Federation Army, which was known for its strength and fearlessness. With the efforts of the Brown Bear soldiers, the entire defense line composed of cavalry finally had several damages, and even a few places had to remove small sections of cavalry. But the Brown Bear Army paid a price that they could not accept. The casualties of 20,000 light and heavy infantry filled the trenches in front of the Kastark Empire's defense line with corpses. They were actually fighting on the corpses of their companions.
Just when the Brown Bear Legion thought they were about to break through this death line, something happened that made them even more anxious. The spare horses I had prepared as shields were pushed back to the front by the defeated troops after they had been reorganized, and when the spearmen in front temporarily forced the Brown Bear Legion back, they quickly relocated the horses. . . . .
Death began to occur again. When the defense line in front of them was repaired, the soldiers of the Brown Bear Legion had begun to lose hope of breaking through it. As the pile of corpses under their feet became thicker and thicker, they even had to walk carefully. Otherwise, their heavy bodies would be trapped in the pile of corpses, and then what would follow would surely be the sharp bamboo shoots of the Kastek Army...
When the battle reached noon, the Brown Bear Corps was forced to retreat. Like the Black Wolf Corps, this battle directly reduced the number of their corps by 3 divisions, while their casualties against the Kastark Army were minimal.
Faced with the enemy's retreat, all our soldiers cheered, cheering from the bottom of their hearts for their remaining lives!
"Drag all the bodies in front in, then immediately restore the trenches and the front cavalry, and connect all the shields with spare cavalry to build a second interception line. Finally, drag all the bamboo rafts to the back and lay them out according to my requirements..."
After waking up from the bloodbath, I had no time to celebrate with those soldiers. I immediately began to prepare for the retreat with Carsent. Escaping was my most important plan now!
After slaughtering all the dead and disabled horses that were dragged in in the morning, Carsente immediately ordered a large number of soldiers to roast horse meat, so that all the soldiers who had been starving for several days could have a full meal, and then immediately ordered all the infantry to retreat under the leadership of a large group of light cavalry. The remaining cavalry troops would hold on until the infantry was out of danger before leaving, and I was unlucky enough to be assigned to the cavalry by Carsente.
Taking advantage of the break in the battle, I walked outside the barracks to feel the warmth of the sun. Looking at the piles of corpses on both sides of the barracks, the horses that had been dyed red by blood, and the trenches that reminded me of the River Styx in Hell, I couldn't help but wonder how I should face this world.
In the world I live in, let alone war, even ordinary gangster fights would be considered rare bloody scenes. But here, just because of the tactical ideas I plagiarized, countless people died indirectly at my hands. This is really hard for me to accept. In reality, I am just an ordinary technician who is a little smart about various metal smelting and mechanical processing. I can get a good job in the factory only because of my broad knowledge and strong hands-on ability. (In small factories, single specialized technicians are not necessarily popular. On the contrary, people who are mediocre but more comprehensive are very likely to be valued)
During the installation of equipment in the new factory, I was struck by lightning while installing the induction coil of the medium frequency electric furnace, and was accidentally sent to this unknown world. I wonder how worried my family will be now? How unlucky will my boss be? How will my friends treat me, a missing guy
All of this will be beyond my understanding. Although I hope my parents can be at ease and not worry about me, this is obviously a lie that I can't even deceive myself. How can parents not worry about their own flesh and blood in this situation? As for my boss and friends, I can't take care of them even more.
How should I, a guy who always wants to be the bad guy in the saying "Women don't love men who are not bad" when I come to this world and straighten out my thoughts and the direction of my life
It seems that the adventures I have seen in those online YY novels are not meant for me. As for those who fight for supremacy in the world, I don't think I have the ability to do so. In addition, as far as I know, the fatigue of being an emperor is not something that ordinary people can bear, and I have to worry about whether my descendants will become the target of others' prey. Now, in addition to making plans for others and perhaps making some progress with my previous knowledge, I can use my own technology to find a way out. But now I have to leave here first, and then find an opportunity to understand the situation of this country, and then I can decide how to respond to Carsent. After all, there is a saying that goes, "A gentleman does not stand on a dangerous wall." If it is true as Kanan said, then rejecting Carsent will be my best decision. Of course, it depends on the situation. Whether to leave again or leave without saying goodbye depends on the situation. . . . . . . (To be continued)