Lord of the North

At this time, Baron Dongte's army had assembled under the command of the group of nobles, and a resolute nobleman wearing blue armor came to the forefront of the army formation.

There is no mobilization before the battle, no plan, and a long sword in his hand: "The whole army is going!"

He intends to crush Roland's army with absolute numerical superiority.

The cavalry was distributed on both wings of the army, and the militiamen wearing leather armor and holding simple weapons walked in the forefront tremblingly, and behind them were well-equipped infantry.

At the end are the archers with bows and arrows and short swords on their waists, but their role is really limited, because the longbows equipped by Jason's army are much farther than their range.

And in this kind of plain warfare, when the enemy still has a war machine, these archers are lambs to be slaughtered by the enemy cavalry.

But the situation on Roland's side is also very bad, because their cavalry is really pitiful.

Jason only gave him 800 cavalry archers, and in a previous battle, more than 300 fell into the enemy's ambush because of his command error.

In the end, less than a hundred people rushed out, which made him blame himself for a long time. As for the other light cavalry teams, they were almost lost. The only remaining cavalry were mostly scout cavalry with limited strength. It's a miracle so far.

At this time, Roland commanded his army to line up behind rows of obstacles. Because they were short of troops, they placed many obstacles and some traps between the two barracks.

Of course, these things can't stop the enemy's footsteps, but they can disrupt their formation and dampen their morale.

"Twelve hundred steps!"

From a sentry tower, a superhuman strongman watched the enemy's army closely.

"One thousand steps! The catapult is ready!!"

"Eight hundred steps! The catapult starts!!"

At this time, the enemy's army had already begun to charge, and the militia army at the front was driven tremblingly by the soldiers behind and started to run.

Their function is to consume the enemy's defensive weapons and attack the enemy's defensive team. If they can break through the enemy's formation, then their role has been exceeded.

Human life is cheap as a dog, this is war in this world.

"The ballistas come forward and start attacking, don't let them rush to the front!"

Lang Nat looked at these poorly equipped militiamen, whose numbers were less than a thousand, and even the camps were loose. Although it was a bit wasteful to use weapons such as ballistas on them.

But this is also a helpless move, because they absolutely cannot let these militiamen rush to the front.

"Archers ready!"

"put!"

Finally, after a few bursts of arrows, the militiamen who rushed to the front basically fell to the ground, and Roland's catapult, ballista and other weapons were almost consumed.

At this time, the real elite soldiers on the other side started to act. They were all outside the range of the catapult before. I have to say that although this group of nobles did not behave authentically, the commander's order did give Roland a little headache.

These troops moved slowly, and the shield soldiers at the front held up their shields to block most of the arrows pouring down. Although some unlucky ones were nailed to the ground by the missed arrows, they still came to Roland's army very quickly. in front of.

First and foremost were Leonidas and his Spartans.

"Tear them apart!"

Leonidas eyes were bloodthirsty, and with a roar, he charged forward with his long sword in his hand, a burst of blood-red light shrouded them, like a sharp knife mercilessly piercing into their army formation.

Then, the armies of the two sides collided with each other, and the war was in full swing.

"Where's Astolfo's army? Why hasn't it arrived yet?"

Not long after, Lang Nat knocked down an enemy soldier in front of him with a sword, and said angrily.

Because their army was surrounded by the enemy, except for those horse archers who wandered outside the circle and dragged down the enemy cavalry,

Everyone else is surrounded by them.

This time, the enemy intends to destroy the army here by destroying 800 of them. This is simply a tactic of fighting for life.

Outside the battlefield, several nobles overlooked the entire battlefield from a hillside under the protection of hundreds of soldiers, but none of their expressions were good-looking.

Because although it seems that their army has an absolute advantage, in fact the two sides have been in a stalemate.

After Roland realized that the enemy was planning to encircle and suppress them, he immediately ordered the army to surround them and line up like a barrel. He activated the spear that had been abandoned before.

Standing at the forefront is a soldier holding a large shield and a spear, like an oversized hedgehog, making the enemy feel helpless.

"I suddenly understood why Dongte was unwilling to attack so forcefully."

At this time, a nobleman said with a hint of regret, because he saw Roland and Leonidas who were slaughtering among the soldiers.

The two of them are like two ferocious beasts, a clearing is immediately cleared wherever they go, and even those superpowers can't block the two swords in front of them.

"Do you regret it?"

One of the few nobles standing at the front turned his head and looked at him coldly.

"How...how could..." The one who spoke before waved his hand embarrassingly for the nobleman, and hastily denied it.

"Hmph, if you regret it, you can go and stay with Dong..."

"Woo~ ouch~~"

"Zee!!!"

He snorted coldly, and said with contempt in his tone, but before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by a long and majestic voice and that eagle cry that pierced gold and cracked stone.

A sense of fear from the heart could not help but emerge from the bottom of my heart, as if it came from the fear hidden in the blood, like a forgotten existence suddenly opened its eyes from the depths of the long river of history and looked at it coldly them.

This makes them always want to turn around and run away.

Moreover, this majestic voice not only made these nobles feel fear, even the soldiers on the battlefield felt guilty, but they were now facing a life-and-death battle, and the feeling was not as strong as those nobles.

"Hahaha! Dragon Roars the Horn, if this kid doesn't come back again, I'll take care of him!" Lang Nat said a lot today.

Rumble! Rumble!

There seemed to be muffled thunder in the north, and in the terrified eyes of the nobles, Astolfo and his handsome eagle partner entered their line of sight first.

Followed by the cavalry regiment from the other side of the hill.

"Riding... cavalry..."

"how come?"

They were pale, and in this day and age a cavalry regiment of thousands represented destruction on the battlefield.

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