Chapter 681 Rout 1


In the wide valley, the three military formations on Aldo's side advanced step by step, with momentum like a rainbow.

The light cavalry of the orc army still continued the strategy just now.

Contact, disengage, contact again, disengage again...

With their superb riding skills, they quickly adapted to the speed of Aldo's army advancing.

The orcs adopted a divide-and-conquer strategy for the three military formations, trying their best to lure them away from each other.

The Aldo army on the battlefield was a coalition of leaders that gathered together in a short period of time, and the degree of cooperation with each other was far from close.

The orcs' strategy worked quickly, and the three military formations became farther and farther away from each other.

Catherine and other generals were not unaware of the Orcs' intentions. On the surface, the appearance on the battlefield was that the Austrian army was forcing the Orc cavalry to retreat, but in fact it was the Orc army leading the Austrian army by the nose.

The waving of the command flag did not stop for a moment, trying to prevent all parts of the party from being too scattered, but the effect was quite limited.

Montreat, who commanded the infantry of the Chinese army, secretly became anxious.

But unlike Catherine and others, he was not anxious because he was being led by his own orcs.

Now Montreat still believes that the spear infantry formation under his command can massacre those barbarians without heavy armor protection.

What he is worried about is that the friendly forces that have detoured behind the orcs will attack soon - maybe they are already on the way.

At that time, the Austrian army will be able to form a pincer attack on the orc army.

But he wanted to take more credit in this battle, and the troops he commanded should become the main force in annihilating the orcs.

After struggling in his heart for a long time, he issued an order: "Speed ​​up the advance, contact the enemy as soon as possible, and kill them!"

The morale of the infantry formation under his command suddenly increased greatly, and they gave out loud cheers.

From officers to soldiers, they moved their legs and ran forward, pursuing the enemy ahead with fighting spirit.

The knights on the left did not hesitate to give way after seeing the friendly forces advancing so hard. They fought with the approaching orc cavalry.

In this way, except for the royal capital army on the right, the other two The military formation itself, which was pieced together by local troops, was also disorganized.

As they continued to advance, they were no longer able to maintain the orderly state of row after row at the beginning, but instead they were in a chaotic mess like going to a market.

Katherine frowned, but she was also helpless.

The troops of these local lords usually stay in their respective territories, and only gather together on a small scale when they meet for hunting to hone their cooperation.

And this is a training opportunity that only knights and their retinues can have. As for the temporarily recruited peasant soldiers, it is already very difficult to get them to line up neatly. It is only possible to keep them in formation during the advance. It's a fantasy.

Catherine can only order her direct troops to be more vigilant so that they can provide immediate assistance if an accident occurs.

General Callum, the commander of the orcs, looked at the masterpiece of his army with satisfaction.

"Start hunting!"

The flag beside him was waved heavily, conveying the general's will.

The Orc light cavalry, which had always been at a distance from the Austrian infantry phalanx, suddenly began to retreat rapidly.

"The orcs are avoiding our attacks, they lost, we won!"

Seeing the enemy's retreat, everyone was excited.

When the orcs retreated, they were scattered and scattered, which is more reminiscent of words such as rout.

The soldiers held their spears and took long strides to chase the enemy desperately.

“The orcs retreated?”

Catherine was also confused.

[Fake Defeat] is a job that tests the overall quality of the army. If you are not careful, you will actually be defeated.

Most battlefield commanders do not dare to use this trick easily. "Continue to cover the infantry advance!"

Catherine gave the order.

“Your Highness, there is an army attacking from the right!”

An exclamation drew Catherine's attention elsewhere.

The princess quickly raised the telescope and looked to the right.

Flying dust filled the field of view in the frame, and a group of cavalry in a tight formation was running towards them.

This is not for harassment, this is clearly for a decisive battle - it is easy to draw this conclusion from the opponent's posture.

"Meet the enemy!" Catherine ordered loudly.

No longer caring about covering the infantry, the Royal Capital Knights immediately adjusted their formation and prepared to face the menacing orc cavalry.

"Send an order to Alanburu and Montreat to suspend their advance!" Catherine did not forget to notify the other two military formations.

The orc cavalry attacking from the side was like an iron hammer, being manipulated by an invisible hand and struck hard.

The well-trained knights of the royal capital were not afraid at all, and they quickly formed a rectangular square formation.

Catherine nodded to the bugler beside her, and the loud bugle sounded immediately.

The knights urged their mounts under the command of the trumpet, and the horses began to run at a slow pace.

The bugle gradually picked up the pace, and the horses also accelerated their pace, from jogging to running fast, and they were about to meet the orc cavalry.

Catherine raised her hand, and the rhythm of the bugle suddenly increased. The knights who were still maintaining their formation also suddenly sped up, and the horses started running rapidly with their hooves almost in the air.

This situation only lasted for a few breaths, and the cavalry on both sides collided hard.

A loud and painful collision sounded from the point where the two armies met.

The gun barrel broke, the armor shattered, the scream after being injured... countless such things happened in an instant.

"Hoo!"

An orc who was obviously much stronger than his companions raised his head to the sky and let out a thunderous roar. The only remaining eye glowed with a cruel green light. .

Holding a chain and a steel knife in his left hand, he rushed into the military formation on horseback and killed them arbitrarily. Anyone who encountered this guy was either dead or injured.

The orc soldiers following him were like chicken blood, and they all fought bravely to get ahead.

"Stop them!"

Klein shouted, raised his lance, and headed towards the terrifying orc.

“Death!”

The orc slashed at Klein’s lance, and the shock force from above made him feel pain.

"锵!"

The lance was blocked by others, so Klein simply gave up, pulled out the long sword from his waist, and continued to join the battle.

The two cavalrymen who collided fought fiercely, causing huge casualties to each other.

At this time, the three parts of the Austrian army have become three points on an equilateral triangle as a whole, and the infantry in the middle is the top of the triangle, and the three parts are also far apart from each other. .

"Forward! Forward!"

Montreat, who was directing the army to advance, was so excited that he did not notice that the Knights of the Royal Capital, who were covering his right wing, were already engaged in a bitter battle.

Boom!

The ground began to tremble slightly, as if a giant beast was running ahead.

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