These knights in oregano armor lined up on the Gobi Desert from slow to fast in a formation like a triangle. Ups and downs, rolling in the gale, like waves.
The charging knights brought up billowing smoke and dust in the wilderness, and the iron horseshoes slammed into the ground, digging potholes in the ground, and the dull sound shocked the soldiers on both sides.
"Five Dynasties Rivers, Mountains, Wind and Moon"
Orichalcum is a very heavy metal, a small piece is heavier than gold of the same volume. These cavalry are all in the same order of war. 2. Bronze Knight, this position focuses on strengthening their own physique and bones, otherwise they cannot be worn. Its so thick armor. And the warhorse under the crotch is also a special breed of some monster bloodlines. With the special ability of the bronze knight, part of the weight is directly transferred to the earth, so as not to be overwhelmed.
An Orichalcum cavalry running with all his strength, its overall quality is no less than the small truck in the previous life, so thick and sturdy, it slammed into the enemy line like a giant hammer.
"The back row is slow, and the distance between every two teams and the front row is three meters!"
"The two wings advance, the middle is slow, and the triangle is inverted."
As the flag at the rear waved, the middle-level officers on Pullman's side began to quickly adjust their formation, and the front line in the middle gradually became an inverted V shape to better meet the impact.
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Among the spearmen in the middle of the uprising army, a young man named Kevin is also one of them. At this moment, he is standing in the array, his eyes are looking forward, the copper-colored heavy horse that kicks up the monstrous dust rapidly grows in the field of vision. The trembling sound, the roar of the officer, the collision of the gun barrel, the rapid gasping sound of his chest, at this tense and fearful moment, his mind was blank, and he just instinctively followed the movements of his comrades.
Before he could react, these rushing heavy armored knights had already collided with the spears in front. All of a sudden, the spears were directly broken, and there was a sour sound, and the soldiers in the first row were directly smashed into flesh. , the scattered blood flew high and fell on his face.
The blood fell from the eyebrows, smeared across the face, and flowed into the lips, the blood smelled of iron.
In just an instant, those familiar faces who trained together turned into bloody flesh and fell in front of him. He couldn't wait for him to feel any more sadness and fear. These terrifying cavalrymen had already pierced through the human wall composed of seven rows of long spears. At this time, he could even see the lines on the cavalry's armor on the opposite side.
"Go forward, Crancia!" his comrade-in-arms shouted, and the violent sound shook his ears briefly.
"Go forward, Crancia!" Kevin also shouted loudly, a hoarse voice coming from his chest, venting his fear and fear.
They clenched their spears tightly and advanced instead of retreating. The symphony of gold and iron erupted on the battlefield. The spears were broken, their bodies were knocked flying, and their bones were smashed by horseshoes.
For these Orichalcum cavalry, this is also a very shocking scene. Many of them have experienced wars with barbarians. Even those barbarians who are warlike and not afraid of death will panic and flee when they are reduced by 30%, and they are finally defeated. Like a mountain, they were chased and killed like sheep.
However, the enemy this time was completely different. The Orichalcum cavalry smashed the head of a spearman with a lance. The white and red mixed together and splashed directly on the enemy behind. In the past battles, I saw such bloody nausea. In this scene, they should have broken up and begged for mercy.
But no, not only did the enemy in front of him not kneel down and beg for mercy, but everyone else did too. These enemies were not numb undead, they were still roaring and still advancing.
But even so, they are not afraid to kill one, then kill three, kill one hundred, one thousand, ten thousand, until they are afraid of it, the oregano cavalry continue to advance.
"Pull the spear, move forward!"
The officers in the rear were still shouting and commanding, and the soldiers lined up neatly, one after another, with their spears moving forward like an endless wave, even if they crossed one floor, there was still another floor.
The inverted V-shaped formation is like a huge pocket, wrapping these Orichalcum cavalry, once the cavalry pierces its front and turns the horse's head, they will gain a wide space for running and accelerating. . Therefore, the warriors in the middle must defend this line of defense even if they are desperate, otherwise all sacrifices will be in vain.
Crancia, which means the land of the stars. Not an illusory and distant dream, the books handed down by the great sage Roland Hill realistically describe how this country was formed. From the independent election of the people, the structure of society, the composition and boundaries of national rights, to the obligations and welfare of each individual, it has been shown to everyone in detail and practically.
If you have never seen the light, even the darkness will not be surprising.
But that day, a light broke through the wall and shone into this dark and rotten corner. For the first time, the fallen life saw the beautiful and magnificent scenery outside the window. The fragrance of flowers floated in from outside the house, so attractive, so admiring, so eager .
A seed germinates like this, and the impulse in my heart can no longer be tolerated, even if it is just a step forward, even if it is just a little closer, I want to see that bright world, I want to live in that country full of flowers, I want to break free from this. Heavy shackles for centuries.
"Go on, Clancy!"
A soldier of the rebel army struggled from the ground and grabbed the cavalry's hooves tightly. His legs were already broken, and he spit out blood and murmured.
The companion who saw this scene from the back couldn't help but blurred his eyes with tears, clenched the spear tightly, and strode forward, roaring loudly.
"Go on, Clancy!"
It will never stop, even if the head is broken, even if the blood is spilled on the ground. Because, following the revelation of the great sage Roland Hill, that ideal country is already within sight.
"Go on, Clancy!"
The eyes of the insurgents on the battlefield were blood red, and one by one their former countrymen, friends, and relatives died in front of them, but they would never give up, and they would never kneel down to beg for mercy again, even if death pierced through the body like a sharp sword.
The fierce battlefield is like a grinding disc of flesh and blood, strangling life madly, and the coalition forces of the West Wind and the rebels are also fighting together.
Layers of long spears, under the terrifying discipline, work together, interspersed and harvested one life after another, those aristocratic private soldiers who just wanted to make some money, after reducing their staff by 20%, retreated and fled one after another. As soon as you hide in a place, you can come out and eat after the wind blows. After all, the nobles in any place need their experienced veterans.
The west wind's front gradually disintegrated. After losing the support of the two wings, the Orichalcum cavalry in the middle was gradually surrounded by the insurgents. They wanted to speed up their escape. Unfortunately, these brave warriors fought with them firmly. Its any room to move acceleration.
The spear pierced, stabbing the cavalry one by one from the horse, the sharp short sword was inserted through the gap of the mask, and blood flowed out of the helmet.
After the war, the Duke of Yanbi's Orchid Legion was exhausted, leaving only a few war horses, wailing in the setting sun.