1253 Attack of the Rock Empire
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Sona really couldn't think of how her army lost. She felt that if she broke into the enemy's camp and fired at full force for ten minutes, the enemy's 100,000 troops would not be far from collapsing.
Not to mention, she knew her flanks, along with 1,000 combat puppet droids, and Harold's interstellar paratrooper special forces.
If you count the 2 Type 99 main battle tanks and 10 heavy infantry fighting vehicles, her wings can be described as impenetrable.
On the front, there are 2,000 orc warriors—the phalanx formed by them, not to mention the heavy armored cavalry, is the famous giant horse cavalry of the Holy Demon Empire back then, and a frontal attack would have to pay a heavy price.
"Stop!" Standing on an off-road convertible jeep temporarily assigned to her, Sona raised her arms to stop her soldiers from advancing.
Because at the junction of the opposite hillside and the sky, a black line appeared. This black line was intermittent, covering the hillside little by little, and finally turned into a neat square formation next to each other.
The horns sounded in the distance one after another, and those human phalanxes seemed boundless, because the opponent had an absolute advantage in numbers—this time Fokker almost came out in full force, with 50,000 armored elites and more than 13,000 cavalry, All over the mountains and plains, they pressed towards the city of Sous.
Some soldiers were left to guard the camp, and all the cavalry were handed over to the First Prince, where Fokker deployed a decisive battle.
He needed a quick decision, because after the capture of Sousse City, the army's supplies and supplies would not be able to keep up. Without taking the initiative to seek a decisive battle, this army can only live in tents in the wild hungry.
Of course, before he was very worried that his strategic intention of making a quick decision would be seen through by the opponent. If the opponent insisted on defending the city of Sousse, it would be a hard battle waiting for him.
But what surprised him was that the other party seemed to be more anxious than he was. They rushed out of the city of Soss on the same day and pushed the battle line to a small open space close to his camp that was suitable for large troops to deploy.
What made Fokker even more gratifying was that the opponent seemed to have insufficient troops, and the number of troops invested in the decisive battle was very small.
Compared with the mountains and plains on his side, there are only three small solitary formations on the other side, and the distance between them is almost hundreds of meters.
This is definitely a taboo for military strategists! His heavy cavalry would take advantage of the wide distance of several hundred meters to insert behind the enemy's rear and then encircle their flanks.
Waiting until his infantry overwhelmed,
You can easily rely on the number of people to overwhelm the opponent, and wipe out these enemies who seem to be less than 5,000 in the wild.
"The scouts from the flanks came to report, and they didn't see the flying and fire-breathing monsters that the rout said." An officer on a horse pulled the reins and let the horse go around in a circle, loudly Reporting to Foxconn.
"Beat the drum! Blow the horn! The whole army will continue to advance! We must overwhelm each other in terms of momentum!" Falk waved his hand forward very confidently, and ordered to the herald beside him.
Soon, the melodious sound of horns reverberated again, and the dull war drums were also sounded. The small plain immediately became noisy.
The opponent moved forward slowly, while the Construction Corps, which had already stood firm, remained silent. These orc warriors stood upright like this, as if they were not facing tens of thousands of enemy troops, but tens of thousands of ants.
"Cut... It's a pity that I didn't bring a war drum. They are also worthy of being called a drum?" After spitting, Aria held her long sword and glanced at the black phalanx that was constantly approaching in the distance with disdain.
"Be quiet! Otherwise they will think we are scared!" Shirley, the demon staff who had been trimming her fingernails, blew on the crumbs on her fingers and gave Alia some advice.
Aria, who had been unable to hold back for a long time, suddenly lit up her eyes, and she shouted loudly, "Sarcasm!"
The orc soldiers who had been standing still, immediately struck the shield in their hands with the spears in their hands.
"Dang! Dang! Dang!" As the beatings gradually became more orderly, the crisp sound of metal collisions overshadowed the melodious horns and dull drums on the opposite side, and suddenly regained their momentum.
"..." Hearing that piercing voice, Falk's expression froze. He really never thought that the opponent's phalanx of less than 2,000 people would crush his momentum of 50,000 people.
He didn't say anything for a long while, he just looked at his army in a daze, and leaned little by little towards the three weak small phalanxes in the distance.
"Stop! Stop advancing! Let the archers step forward and concentrate on throwing the opponent's Chinese phalanx!" Finally, Fogg still remembered the fact that he was the commander of this battle, and he issued a new order: "To the First Prince Send an order to let him concentrate his forces and attack the opponent's left flank!"
"Obey!" The herald pulled the reins, put his legs between the horse's belly, and galloped towards the slow-moving cavalry formation in the distance.
A few minutes later, the heavily armored cavalry, who had been strolling in the garden, began to accelerate slowly forward, approaching the left-wing phalanx of the Alan Hill Empire at a faster speed.
Harold looked at the screen sent back by the drone hovering above his head, spat out the grass stick in his mouth, and smiled on his face: "The opponent's cavalry is here! Ready to fight!"
Accompanied by his shout, the remote-controlled machine guns on the two Type 99 main battle tanks were powered on, and the black barrels raised slightly, aiming at the direction of the enemy's attack.
At the same time, the combat puppet robots in the foxhole pulled the bolts in a uniform order, and after a clattering sound, the position returned to tranquility.
On the frontal battlefield, the distance between the two sides was still getting closer, and Fokker's archers had already crossed their own infantry phalanx and came to the front of the formation.
They drew feather arrows from their waists, put them on the longbow, then raised the longbow high, and drew the heavy bowstring.
"Do you want to fight back?" Shirley looked at Sona standing on the jeep, and asked softly.
"Archer! Heavy arrows! Salvo!" Sona turned her head slightly and ordered loudly behind her.
Behind her, a hundred elf warriors with helmets and armor raised their arms, stretched their bowstrings neatly, and then released their hands confidently in an instant.
"Boom!" After the sound of a bowstring vibrating, there was the dangerous sound of countless feathered arrows piercing the wind: "Swoosh!"
Both sides shot their own bows and arrows almost at the same time, but obviously the elves' bows and arrows were faster, farther, and more powerful.
It was a heavy arrow of the elves, not to mention the extraordinary armor-piercing effect, and the speed was extremely fast. So the last one came first, and the archers of the Panshi Empire fell to the ground screaming as the arrow rain fell.
Afterwards, arrows like raindrops also fell into the phalanx of the orc soldiers.
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