Chapter 334: Darkening is three times stronger?
Compared with the arduous and fierce battle on the Chinese army front, the right wing of the Eagle Army seemed much easier.
Lancha is in charge of commanding this battlefield.
"A mob." Lancha stood on the command platform and shook his head slightly.
It was also a small versus many battle, and the disparity in troops Lancha faced this time was even more exaggerated than when Lei Wen and his father Du Duo fought before.
Lei Wen's force was 10,000 versus 30,000, but Lancha's force was 3,000 versus 3 legions, a total of 17,000 soldiers.
The reason for making this comment is not because Lancha's tactical command is better than Raven's, but because the battlefield is different.
Lei Wen and Du Duo were engaged in a pure field battle, while Lancha was leaning against the east gate of the camp, guarding a slope.
The range within which Eivor's army can deploy its forces is less than 400 meters. Even if they are arranged in a dense formation, the number of soldiers who directly engage Lancha's troops is only 3 rows, about 1,500 people.
Behind Lancha, there were auxiliary soldiers on the shooting tower who were shooting crossbows in a steady stream.
Before the actual battle, he had time to set up the battlefield, so he filled the perimeter with horses and antlers to delay time.
So far, it seems that this method is quite successful. Before the actual battle, the opponent has lost at least 1,200 people.
The task Raven gave him was to withstand the opponent's offensive no matter what - not to kill the enemy, but to hold on!
But Lancha's sense of honor did not allow him to just eat here and wait to die.
On the one hand, Lancha wants to win more military exploits for his soldiers and make their lives more comfortable.
On the other hand, he is also executing the justice in his heart.
He heard and witnessed the atrocities committed by Palmer and Faraday's troops.
Even he had to admit that although Lei Wen's method of running the army was depraved, dirty and full of the stench of money, at least the Eagle Army would not harm the serfs and the people.
Lancha couldn't imagine what kind of brutal revenge the people of Tiehua Region would suffer if Lei Wen lost.
So he must cause enough damage to the opponent here - for every more person he kills, he can save one more family of serfs!
As corpses fell one after another in the hail of arrows, Eivor's army finally moved away the last layer of defensive horses and charged forward howling.
Lancha immediately ordered: "Retreat to the second line of defense!"
The order was conveyed with horns and flags. Without any hesitation, the soldiers in front almost turned around and retreated backwards.
Eivor's army, which had been passively beaten for a long time, rushed forward impatiently, wanting to stab the Lancha army in the butt from behind!
However, an accident happened at this moment.
"Ah——"
"No——"
"Mom——"
Screams and screams came one after another, followed by bursts of bone-crushing sounds that made people feel sour.
Just behind the last row of antlers and in front of where the Lancha army originally stood, there turned out to be a deep pit covered by branches and floating soil.
The bottom of the pit is filled with sharpened wooden strips!
This pit only took one night to construct, so it is not very deep, only about 2 meters, and the width is about 1.5 meters. As long as you are prepared, you can easily jump over it.
But the problem is that when most of the Eivor soldiers saw the miserable state of their comrades in front, their first reaction was to quickly stop charging.
But the soldiers at the rear had no idea what was happening and continued to crowd forward.
The tragedy broke out.
One by one, Eivor soldiers were pushed into the pit in despair by their own people.
Some tall people can use their palms to hold themselves on the opposite side of the pothole, but if they are unable to pull up for a while, they will be knocked down by subsequent people.
They were pierced by the sharp wooden bars and the weapons in the hands of their comrades, and their necks, ankles, and bodies were twisted into various shapes.
Soon the pit was filled to the bottom, and the fallen soldiers would not die immediately.
But that doesn't mean they will survive.
Because the falling soldiers will press them firmly on the corpse. As the weight of the body becomes heavier, they can only spit out all the air in the lungs through the narrow gap until the internal organs are pressed out of the throat. Really dead.
By the time this piece of information was delivered to Jaled, the commander of Eivor's left wing via a courier, the hole was almost filled.
"Lancha!" Jia Lide's face was as black as the bottom of a pot:
"The holy knight of your church would actually use such despicable means!"
"A hypocrite who is hypocritical and hypocritical, no wonder he is afraid of life and death and takes refuge in Raven!"
3 legions, 17,000 troops, and nearly 3,000 people were lost before they actually fought against each other!
What he faced was just 3,000 trash soldiers who had just suffered a defeat!
"Sir, the commander of the 3rd Army Corps has applied to retreat for reorganization. His troops can no longer hold on." The messenger continued.
Jared almost laughed in anger and said: "Withdrawing now, are you preparing to let the opponent rearrange their antlers and resist the horse?"
"At this time, he still wants to preserve his strength? Let him continue to charge! When will he encounter the soldiers on the opposite side, when will he talk about retreating?"
When the news was passed to the front line, the commander of the Third Army sighed with an ugly face and had to give the order. He personally held a shield and walked to the front of the team.
As a baron, since he is going to the battlefield, he naturally needs his own bodyguards.
Different from the consumables that were put together, the 200 people around him were all elites who were truly personally trained and spent a lot of time, money and energy.
But there is no way. If he dares to retreat now, Faraday will definitely kill him and devour his territory.
200 elite guards were pushed to the front line. Except for a few personal soldiers wearing chain armor, most of them were wearing double-layer leather armor - or iron-attached leather armor produced by Eagle Collar.
They held up heavy shields to withstand the continuous fire from the city wall.
"Ready-jump!"
The legion commander gave an order, then took the lead and jumped suddenly, landing firmly on the other side of the pit. Behind him, 200 elites also jumped over!
At this moment, the Lancha soldiers who had retreated a lot suddenly raised their weapons and rushed forward!
"Raise your shield!"
With the shout of the legion commander, 200 shields were erected high!
Boom——
The first row that rushed up was a group of Lancha soldiers holding shields.
There was a certain slope around the camp. They rushed down condescendingly. Although they were only wearing leather armor, they rushed out of the heavy armored infantry and ran into the 200 elites who had just crossed the deep pit without any scruples!
In just this moment, dozens of Eivor elites screamed and lost their balance and fell into the pit.
The rest of the people didn't have an easy time either. They were rushed to the point of being scattered and crumbling!
Then came the Lancha soldiers from the second row who rushed up. Their spears passed over the shoulders of the soldiers in the front row and stabbed out fiercely!
Next is the third row!
Blood spurted out amid the screams, and corpses fell backwards and into the pit.
This round of counterattack wiped out all 200 Eivor elites who had crossed the deep pit. Only the legion commander and a dozen other guys who were either lucky or powerful survived by chance.
"Follow me!" The legion commander knew that he had no way out. Only by continuing to charge forward and carving out enough footholds for the following troops could he have a chance of survival.
The germanium-yellow earth fighting spirit lit up on his shield, he bowed his body and rushed forward like a runaway carriage!
With a click, the shield in the hands of the soldiers of the Nalancha Army in front was shattered into pieces. The whole person was pressed backwards by the shield, knocking down the two comrades behind him.
But at this moment, the legion commander suddenly felt that he tripped on something with both feet at the same time. He jumped into the air and fell to the ground with a pop.
This kind of injury was not enough to make him lose his fighting ability. He turned over and was about to stand up. He happened to see seven or eight spears drawing back where he had just run.
A look of shock appeared on his face.
The legion commander realized that it was the opponent's spearmen who stabbed the spears in their hands and tripped him down!
After shock comes fear.
If the Lancha Army is so skilled at fighting heavy armored infantry, it means that his life has entered a countdown!
This is also true.
Before the legion commander could stand up from the ground, more than a dozen spears were stabbing him from all directions.
The locations of the stabbings were also very particular, mainly concentrated on the shoulders, knees and ankles, which effectively neutralized the legion commander's power and destroyed his hope of getting up.
Then there is a huge stone hammer! This is a tool usually used in quarries, but it is also very cost-effective against heavy armor.
Boom——
The stone hammer hit the legion commander's face hard, and the gravel flew away, making his nose sore and dizzy, as if he had drank a barrel of strong wine in one breath, and his brain was buzzing.
Then before the legion commander could recover, another heavy hammer struck!
He completely lost consciousness.
As the commander of the 3rd Army was dragged back to the rear of the line by the Lancha Army like a dead dog, the entire Eivor Army's outposts no longer dared to step forward.
Even if the Lancha army had retreated under the order, even if they only needed to jump lightly to jump over the shallow pit that was less than half a meter.
The chaos in the front spread to the rear, and the news of the legion commander's death also reached Jared's ears.
"Trash—" Jared hit his knees hard, so hard that the wooden bench beneath him let out an embarrassing groan.
The commander of the 3rd Legion is dead.
Even if the 3rd Army Corps is gone, Jared will not feel bad.
But how to arrange the remaining two legions in his hands?
Check out the 16-9 book bar and see the correct version!
The 2nd Legion is the legion directly under Marquis Faraday and is not easy to consume; most of the 4th Legion is his own team.
Now that the commander of the 3rd legion has died in battle, the entire legion can basically declare collapse and can no longer be used.
Either let the 2nd Army take the lead or let the 4th Army attack.
The former offends the Marquis, and the latter harms himself. It's not a good deal no matter how you calculate it.
"Lancha!!!"
This tangled situation made Jared grit his teeth.
When did you become so good at fighting?
Why are your soldiers so good at fighting?
With such ability, how did you lose to Raven? You didn't like Du Duo and wanted him to die for a long time?
Or, just like in the novel, did you gain some dark wisdom and power by taking refuge in Raven?
"Yeah, yeah, why is Viscount Jared so out of his mind?" A sweet voice appeared in the corner of the tent.
Jared looked back in horror, and after seeing the face of the visitor, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief:
"It turns out to be Ms. Ernada, why are you here?"
That was the woman who once appeared on the tall wall shooting tower of Sigh, a dark elf with excellent archery skills.
Ernada's clothes are in the usual dark elf style.
Specifically, it manifests itself in extreme savings in fabrics.
Except for two straps on the shoulders and a piece of cloth on the chest, the entire upper body, whether it is the neck, collarbone or chest, is smoothly exposed. The sexy waist and navel are not covered up, and the back is even more A smooth piece.
The lower body is even wearing extremely tight-fitting hunting leather pants. In order to facilitate movement, there is no fabric on the knees and sides of the thighs, clearly exposing the curves of the thighs and hips.
The most eye-catching thing is the red thorn tattoo on her right wrist.
The tattoo is like a bracelet, as if it contains some kind of power and is constantly emitting a soft red light.
The facial features on that oval face are delicate and charming. The skin is obviously dark, but the lips are quite pink.
Her red lips slightly opened, Ernada said: "I was ordered by Marquis Faraday to inspect the entire battlefield. At present, it seems that of the three battlefields on the left, center and right, only your place is the most difficult to cope with."
The expression on Jialid's face froze, and then he said with a guilty conscience:
"Uh, madam, please tell Marquis Faraday that it's not that I don't work hard, but that the commander of the 3rd Army is holding the entire army back!"
"He vowed at the beginning that he would definitely win. His family is a meritorious family that has experienced several wars, so I sent him there!"
"Who would have thought that he would be so helpless?"
"It's really not my fault!"
"Please be sure to wait a moment. I will launch the offensive again soon. I will definitely capture Lancha, the traitor, alive and hand him over to Marquis Faraday!"
Enada giggled, and the fabric on her body shook, revealing more of the scenery.
It’s a familiar yet nauseating smell of politics.
Shirking responsibilities, taking credit and making wishes, the intrigues between the human races are no different from those within the dark elves.
With a hint of amusement at the corner of her mouth, Ernada chuckled:
"Lord Jared is really loyal and brave. Are you sure you want me to repay you like this?"
Just as he was about to nod, Jared suddenly felt something was wrong, so he changed his tone and asked tentatively: "Well, how were you planning to repay me?"
"Of course I'm telling the truth." Enada fiddled with the red thorn tattoo on her right wrist: "After all, this is related to the transfer of two legions."
"Two legions?" Jared was stunned.
Ernada nodded: "Marquis Faraday's 7th Legion, and Earl Palmer's 6th Legion."
On Jared's stiff face, a hint of excitement immediately flashed in his eyes: "You mean, I can get their support?"
"Uh-huh." Enada said with a smile: "Otherwise, why me?"
"Then, it's up to you!" Jared licked his lips: "When this war is over, I can give you whatever you want!"
"I hope so." Enada slowly backed away, and finally her figure disappeared into the shadows in the corner of the tent.
Soon after, smoke and dust rose in the distance, and two legions of Eivor troops marched to the edge of the battlefield.
They only wore the cheapest leather armor and only had a short knife at their waist for self-defense.
But in each person's hand, he holds a hard bow as tall as a person!
Akori's pupils tightened and he immediately shouted an order: "Execute Plan 3, immediately!!!"
Plan No. 3 is a purely defensive plan.
From the rear of the military formation, modified four-wheeled carriages were pushed to the front of the army. Each carriage was erected with wooden boards nearly two meters high. When they were put together, they formed a continuous wooden wall!
In the dense rain of arrows behind the camp, the two newly arrived legions spread out their formations, slowly pressed closer, then raised their long bows high and shot out arrows one after another.
The long-range troops of two legions were divided into 4 rounds of shooting. Each volley could release nearly 3,000 feather arrows, suppressing the shooting tower behind the camp almost instantly, making it impossible to raise its head.
It was simply a shot of scenes flying from the sky!
The feather arrows landed on the wooden board, making a surging sound like waves hitting the rocks, intensive and non-stop!
An arrow may not be able to hit the wooden walls.
What about 10? What about 100 pieces? What about 1,000 or 10,000?
Quantitative changes will lead to qualitative changes.
Under the impact of the arrows one after another, the wooden boards began to break, and the Lancha Army soldiers wearing only leather armor raised their shields one after another!
But the planks are all broken, so what about the shield?
The blood is like water droplets in heavy rain, blooming in the screams. The lives of the soldiers are disappearing at an alarming rate!
Lancha's body was trembling.
It wasn't because even though he had fighting spirit to support him, he had already been hit by several arrows.
But because these soldiers are all veterans left by his father, they are the hope of the family, and each one has irreplaceable value.
But now people are dying every minute!
Now rush out and fight with the opponent?
no.
While the four-wheeled carriage acted as a bunker, it also blocked the path of his army. If he moved it away under the rain of arrows and charged forward, he would only die more and faster!
And if they retreat within the city wall, the army in front of them will be liberated.
Whether you forcefully attack the camp, break down the wall, or start attacking the center or left wing, the battle will collapse!
Not to mention that Raven would not let him go, Lancha himself could not forgive himself!
What should we do...
what to do! ?
……
(End of chapter)