Chapter 320 Turning Point
Thank you very much to Qidian’s dad [Sun Liansheng] for the 2000 reward!
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Seeing Raven's spellcasting failure, Duduo laughed loudly on his horse:
"Surrender, Raven."
"Your air force is restrained by me and cannot break through my defense line in frontal combat!"
"And now, you, the only one who has the potential to change the situation of the battle, can no longer cast spells!"
"You can't win this war!"
At this time, Lei Wen and Du Duo were only a hundred meters apart. Although there were troops separated by them, the sound still reached Lei Wen's ears.
Lei Wen snorted coldly when he heard this.
Although he didn't know why he was suddenly unable to mobilize his magic power, he did not panic and quickly began to think about the next countermeasures.
At this time, there is no point in arguing with Tu Duo.
His Eagle Army will not waver in morale just because of these two sentences.
Retracting the staff, Raven took out the stabbing sword from his waist, raised it high, and then slowly lowered it, aiming at Du Duo's handsome flag.
The horn sounded loudly.
Du Duo's eyes twitched:
"Crazy!"
In wars, especially large-scale wars, unless there is a sudden encounter, the winner is rarely determined by a single battle.
The two sides often fight for several days, more than ten days or even several months.
And Raven's move clearly meant that he would never take a step back.
Raven wants to decide the outcome of this war today!
Was Raven aware of the cabinet's arrangement?
Or is he just that crazy?
Du Duo is more willing to believe it is the latter, because if Raven was not a madman, he would never have the idea of sighing at the high wall from the beginning!
"Raven, after all, you are still a little behind."
Du Duo's fingers danced nimbly, letting the dice shuttle between his fingers.
He likes gambling and calls himself a gambler, and he keenly smells the same kind of thing in this young man, Raven.
Du Duo felt that he could figure out Raven's thinking.
Within the Principality of Eivor, there are enemies everywhere, and Raven himself is only a baron.
In order to ensure that the fruits of his victory are not snatched away by others, Raven is so eager to seek a decisive battle.
Consolidate the results of the battle and gain more benefits.
But there is one thing that Tudor thinks Raven has not done enough.
A qualified gambler must be fully prepared for every gamble.
Thinking of this, Du Duo's eyes fell on a huge carriage behind him.
This carriage requires four horses to pull it, and the shafts are engraved with complex and dense magic runes.
It carries a huge object that looks like a sarcophagus, covered in silver gray, with nearly 20 level 2 magic crystals inlaid on both sides.
Magic power flows from the magic crystal, forming a quietly flowing magic grid on the surface of the sarcophagus.
Under the grid, traces of blood were constantly flowing.
Silent sarcophagus.
This is Kuili's creation, and it is also the trump card that Du Duo has been waiting for half a month.
As long as it is still operating, all magic operations within 2 kilometers will be suppressed, stagnated, and interrupted.
It was it that made Raven's magic lose its effectiveness.
If this war is a gamble, then Raven's actions can be said to be all chips on the line.
But Duduo still had a choice.
If we go back now, even though we will be chased by Raven and leave behind thousands of corpses, we can guarantee that we will not lose all our capital.
The price is that the possibility of destroying Raven's army is basically lost, and the greatest credit is given to others.
Whoosh
Du Duo threw the dice high in his hand and caught it again. When he saw the 6 black dots on it, he smiled:
“Worth a gamble!”
"Pass my order to have the remaining 3,000 reserves go up and block the left wing of the Eagle Army!"
After the order was issued, Du Duo could only integrate the intelligence on the battlefield through reports from his subordinates.
But there are people who have a clear understanding of the entire situation.
That is Raven's Wind King troops, and their leader Hoyaz at the moment.
From high in the sky, he could take in the entire battlefield situation.
In the center, the heavily armored elites of the Eagle Army and Du Duo Army were crowded together.
Although Kuili's thunder curtain just caused a lot of casualties, the Eagle Army still stabilized the front, and even made a small advance while the opponent was accidentally injured.
On the west side of the battlefield, there was originally the left wing of the Eagle Army and the right wing of the Tudor Army.
Now that the right wing of Tu Duo's army was defeated, it was withdrawn to the rear for preparation. 3,000 reserves were already on top. Facing the left wing of the Eagle Army, which had already gained momentum, although it was not an opponent, it also successfully played a delaying role.
The east side of the battlefield.
The right wing of the Eagle Army is in a stalemate with the left wing of the Tu Duo Army. Unless an outside force intervenes, even if the fight lasts for a day, there may be no winner.
Of course, there are also Hoyaz and the others in the sky, who are tightly tied together with the 6,000 long-range troops of the Tuduo Army, restraining each other and having no effect at all.
"Damn it!"
Hoyaz clenched his fists.
Now all the Eagle Soldiers are fighting bravely to kill the enemy, and even my father is taking the lead, showing his determination never to retreat.
But he, as a transcendent, as the leader of the Wind King's troops, has to watch here.
It's as if this battle has nothing to do with him!
"If it were my father, what would he do..."
Hoyaz asked himself in a low voice, while his eyes kept wandering around the battlefield, trying to find a way to break through this stalemate.
Suddenly, his eyes fell on the east side of the battlefield, where 500 heavy cavalry led by hyenas were being restrained by 2,000 light infantry from Tu Duo's army.
If we could find a way to free them...
Hoyaz felt that he had found the real direction. His mind was running rapidly, and he gradually formed a bold strategy.
After making a few gestures, Hoyaz controlled his Wind King and called Banks and Lennon. The three of them left the group and landed in an open space behind.
"Guys, I have an idea."
Hoyaz waved to the two of them and told them all about his plan.
His plan wasn't complicated, but both Banks and Lennon were dumbfounded.
Banks took off his gold-rimmed glasses and shook his head:
"If I'm not dreaming now, what do you mean, let all 107 of our Wind King troops fight on the ground to catch Du Duo's army off guard?"
Hoyaz nodded vigorously: "Yes, I know this method sounds a bit outrageous, but..."
"It's not just outrageous, it's simply outrageous!" Lennon shouted: "And I have to remind you, this is not in line with Father's orders!"
"But I have to say, this is really a good idea. It keeps flying in the sky and I'm going to blow out my nose!"
After receiving Lennon's approval, Hoyaz looked at Banks: "What do you mean?"
Banks rubbed his neck: "From the perspective of a former nobleman, I should pretend not to hear anything at this time, and then let you knock me out."
While speaking, he put his gold-rimmed glasses back on his face:
"But as a member of the Eagle Army, I think it's worth a try!"
After a period of time, the Wind King's troops were always ups and downs, not many each time, 3 or 5 left, and 3 or 5 came back.
Faced with this change, although Du Duojun also noticed it, he did not have any special reaction.
As long as the main force of the Wind King is here, missing 3 or 5 of them will not make waves.
But they couldn't see that the wind kings who returned to the team had nothing on their backs.
On the east side of the battlefield, Hoyaz led the orphans to gather quietly in a forest.
400 meters away is the 2,000 Duduo Army that is holding back 500 heavy cavalry.
Looking at the 106 orphans who came with him, Hoyaz swallowed.
Although he had made up his mind, the imminent attack still made him a little nervous.
He wanted to say something to cheer him up, but he was speechless.
Finally, he drew out the sword from his waist and swallowed:
"Come on me!"
..."Huh? 100 people?"
In Du Duo's reserve team, the leader of the 2,000 people, Viscount Sean, frowned in surprise.
In fact, he can see it without the scout report.
Just to the southeast, about 100 people were rushing towards his troops.
This should be Raven's army, but it seems strange no matter how you look at it.
Because their formation was so scattered, with no rhythm or rules at all.
Not to mention attacking an army of 2,000 people, even if they attack an army of the same size, they will be beaten to a pulp.
Moreover, Sean could clearly see that these people were only wearing leather armor and had long swords on their waists. Other than that, they did not have any weapons that could play a big role on the battlefield - spears, shields, or even even There are no crossbows.
Raven plans to use these more than 100 people to liberate the heavy cavalry?
It's better to send 100 women here, maybe it can distract Sean's soldiers.
Amused by his own thoughts, Viscount Sean smiled and waved his hand:
"Tell the 3rd Brigade to send two teams to drive these people away, and the others will continue to carry out the previous orders."
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"Keep an eye on those heavy cavalry!"
At the same time, Hoyaz was on his way to charge.
His heart beat faster and faster.
All kinds of thoughts come to mind.
Why didn't the other party respond? Could it be that they haven't been discovered yet?
What should we do if we encounter a long-range army? We don’t have a shield, and we will definitely be damaged when facing a crossbow!
If it doesn't succeed this time, it will be my big sin, if...
Hoyaz was so confused that he didn't even know what he was thinking, but his movements were still very firm, and he strode to the forefront.
When less than 200 meters away, the enemy's military formation finally changed. Two hundred-man troops broke away from it and greeted Hoyaz and others.
Hoyaz licked his lips.
Two standard-sized squads, with sword and shield soldiers in front and pikemen at the back, arranged in 3 rows, without long-range firepower.
Standard infantry battle formation.
These two teams had no intention of taking the initiative. It was obvious that the order they received was to stop Hoyaz and the others.
The two sides are getting closer and closer.
At 100 meters, the two teams raised their shields and guns in preparation for the battle.
At 50 meters, seeing that a collision was inevitable, the two hundred-man teams took the initiative to push forward.
But at this time, Hoyaz and other orphans stopped almost at the same time.
Years of training have allowed them to develop an instinctive grasp of attack distance.
"Get ready-" Hoyaz shouted loudly.
His right hand passed across his waist, he took off the short spear with great skill and held it in his hand.
With the left leg in front and the right leg behind, the body is tilted to the right and back, the waist is tightened, the left hand is straight, and all the strength is put on the right hand.
Just when the strength reaches its peak.
One word burst out of Hoyaz's throat:
"Vote!!!"
Call, call, call——
When 107 short spears soared into the air, the thick and neat sound of breaking through the air was as deafening as a waterfall falling from a hundred-meter-high cliff!
They drew a shadow over the heads of the two centurions, and then crashed down!
If the waterfall washes away the rocks, it will only break you into pieces; but under this waterfall built by throwing spears, it is the rocks of flesh and blood that will be shattered!
The shield was easily smashed, and the leather armor was as open as rags.
Amidst the muffled sound of sharp objects being inserted into flesh, figures fell down one after another!
The blood sprayed into mist and flowed into ravines on the ground.
Flesh and broken limbs covered the ground, and even the living were splattered with blood.
Some people did not die immediately.
Some of them were nailed to the ground with short spears and could not survive, but they could not die for a while.
Some lost limbs and moaned meaninglessly.
Those who were still alive gradually realized what had happened.
"Ah!!!"
"No!!!!"
"Mom——"
Frightened cries kept coming!
This is the first time that Hoyaz has been in such close contact with the battlefield. The feeling is completely different from when he was on the Wind King's back, and it is completely incomparable with the training ground.
The target at the training ground will not bleed or pee all over the floor.
Not afraid of the power of a thrown spear.
It doesn’t even give people a sense of accomplishment!
Instead of making Hoyaz sick and scared, the smell of blood made him excited like never before.
The excellence of the flying brigade never lies solely in the Wind King himself!
Then just when he was about to throw another round of spears, the two opposing teams suddenly dispersed!
Yes, Hoyaz thought of what Simon had said: if an army can withstand 20% of battle losses without collapsing, it can already be called an elite.
The two hundred people on the other side lost more than 1/3 of their manpower at once!
Hoyaz waved his arms: "Follow me and continue the attack!!"
Viscount Sean saw all this.
I just feel a fever on my face.
Sean admitted that the effect of this spear-throwing tactic was indeed amazing, and the damage caused also surprised him.
But after all, the other party only has 100 people!
Moreover, Sean also saw that when the 100 people from the other side rushed to the position where the two hundred-man squadrons had stayed, they stopped for a while and picked up the shields and spears left by the defeated troops.
He looks like he has never seen the world!
Are you treating me as your logistics team?
Sean laughed in anger and began to think of countermeasures.
Send more people to intercept them?
"No..." Sean shook his head and rejected the idea.
Judging from the current combat effectiveness of the 100 people, if we want to securely defeat them, at least 500 people must be mobilized.
But in this way, it would be difficult for him to contain the heavy cavalry with the remaining troops in his hands.
"Give me the order to switch to a loose formation, but you are not allowed to attack without my order!"
In Sean's view, although these 100 people threw spears with great destructive power, they could only stop there.
Although spear throwing is good, it often weighs 7-9 pounds. How much can they carry?
In order to ensure physical strength, 3 or 4 should be the limit!
Once the throwing spears are used up, these 100 people will have little effect.
The next development of things did not exceed Sean's expectations.
The 100 people approached the military formation and used three consecutive waves of spear throwing.
Seeing his soldiers being killed by short spears, Sean's mouth twitched in pain.
Before and after, that was nearly 300 people!
Moreover, these people are not serf soldiers, but serious retired soldiers.
I also felt a little aggrieved that I could only be beaten and could not fight back.
But the good news is that the tactical objectives are still progressing in an orderly manner.
"Damn it, wait until the winner is determined on the central battlefield..." Sean looked at the dead bodies that were being cleared out of the military formation, gritted his teeth and stared at Hoyaz and others:
"I'm going to arrest you all and hang you one by one!"
Under his hateful gaze, Hoyaz led a group of orphans and took off the last short spear on their backs.
Sean's heart was unmoved.
Cum, cum!
This is the fifth round, and it should be the last time.
It's good to finish early.
The spear pierced the sky and slammed into Sean's military formation.
This time, the sound of the spear thrown was a bit strange, with a sharp whistle sound, and hundreds of sounds sounded at the same time, which made people's ears hurt.
With the previous lessons learned, Sean's army was very sparsely positioned this time, with less than 30 people dead.
It even gave Sean a weird feeling of "it's okay, not many people died."
However, just when Sean thought he could take a little breather.
From the tips of those throwing spears, thick green clouds and mist exploded! ! !
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(End of chapter)