Seventy Iron Army

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!" The sound of the drums seemed to be beating on people's hearts, making it hard to breathe. The green king's flag fluttered in the sky, and rows of soldiers walked down the hillside and kept marching towards the distance.

Zon sat on his warhorse, squinting at the dark army formation that passed by him, with incomparable heroism in his heart.

The warhorse under his crotch was shaking his head and snoring, and the carved armor on his body was heavy and hard, which really made him feel very comfortable, very comfortable.

Further ahead, the green king's flag that had gone far fluttered in the wind, and the forest of spears seemed to be a barrier between him and the distant plain.

The army in front of him was vast and endless, and Zon had brought almost all the troops that the Arante Empire could draw, adding up to a total of 200,000. Counting the troops who were already on the front line, the Arrant Empire assembled 300,000 troops to fight north.

Accompanied by the majestic drums and horns, a huge phalanx is slowly moving forward, and the spears are slowly swaying along with the footsteps of the troops. Between these phalanxes that are moving forward and slowly, there are long and slender passages like the ridges of wheat fields, and the cavalry in charge of communication are riding horses back and forth.

Even in the eyes of a layman, the army of Arrant in front of him can definitely be regarded as a well-disciplined elite division. With such an army and reinforcements from the Holy Demon Empire, Zon was confident that he would be impossible to defeat.

"Applause!" The leader of the general, in the same gorgeous armor, took his own reins in front of Zon, and said loudly: "Your Excellency! The front is the area where the Alan Hill troops are active. Do you need to let the troops gather first? ?"

"Cough!" After clearing his throat, Zon didn't feel that his army needed to wait. He waved his hand and instructed his opponent, "Order the troops in front to form a phalanx on standby! The troops in the back continue to move forward! Just stay in formation!"

Just kidding, tens of thousands of Alan Hill's troops are fielding with ten times as many enemies? Even if the opponent's commander is brave, he can't do such a crazy thing. What's more, how can there be soldiers from the mortal empire in this world who dare to fight with the army of the magic empire?

"Huh!" A crosswind blew across the main plain, and the grass rippled in the wind. The soldiers in gray steel armor stood with three-meter-high spears and walked up the distant hillside step by step.

"General! I heard that the phalanx is already being reorganized in front of us... Let's go too!" The cavalry on Zon's two wings also began to ride forward, and the ground was trampled by countless horses' hooves, making a dull thumping sound.

The cavalry holding the flag high clenched the battle flag in his hand, the black king flag above was torn apart by the wind, rolling and fluttering was pleasing to the eye. Zorn rode on horseback, tucked the horse's stomach between his legs, and pulled the reins to let the horse take a step forward.

The huge drum cart pulled by hundreds of war horses is just behind Zon, and the drummers on it are still beating the war drums as tall as people in front of them tirelessly. Hammered out.

Zon, who let the warhorses move forward slowly, was watching his army with the eyes of a leader at this time. During the march, these spearmen and those archers, and the cavalry on both flanks, all maintained a very regular formation.

And the whole army moved, there was no loud noise, and even the footsteps of these soldiers were accompanied by drum beats, without the slightest clutter. No matter which direction you look at, the army in front of you is an impeccable force in a hundred battles!

The most elite troops of the Arrant Empire, the most powerful combat power including the Royal City Guards, coupled with those invincible Magic Empire troops - this lineup can definitely completely destroy the little-known small country of Alan Hill. Shoveled.

If you can't win this way, it's really unreasonable. That's what Zon thought in his heart. He knows that each of these soldiers is a carefully selected veteran, and their combat effectiveness has always been very strong; the remaining troops are also elites drawn from the Imperial Frontier Army, and each is a strictly trained and qualified soldier.

Just as General Zorn was proud of his invincible army, a huge shadow blocked the sun above him. It was as if a dark cloud covered the sky above him.

"Roar!" A deafening whistling sound even covered the dull sound of the giant war drum. A huge fire dragon flew over General Zorn's head, and with an indomitable momentum, climbed to a higher sky in the distance.

Then, before General Zorn could catch his breath, the second giant dragon swept past the parade of the Arrant Empire, causing many soldiers to look up in fear. This giant dragon is bigger than the fire dragon that flew over just now, and it looks more ferocious.

Immediately afterwards, there were the third and fourth fire dragons, their shadows gliding across the ground, making all the soldiers of the Arrant Empire excited. Although these dragons are terrifying and ferocious, standing on the side of friendly forces can indeed bring firm morale and unparalleled courage.

Farther away, a long head protruded out of the ridge, facing Zon's position, and opened his bloody mouth, the slender tongue was blood red, and it made people's scalp hairy looking at it. numb.

Zorn saw the mouth full of fangs, and he saw the red tongue. He saw the long neck and then stretched it out, and he also saw the pattern of dark red scales and black scales on the neck shimmering slightly in the sun.

Then, he saw that the monster stretched out its claws, and the wing membranes on the claws spread out against the wind, forming two huge wings. A dragon knight in gorgeous armor was riding on the dragon's back, looking down at Zorn with contempt.

General Zon hurriedly lowered his head and expressed his obedience, and the dragon knight turned his eyes away and looked at the mortal army who couldn't even see his head. The dragon under his crotch has sharp eyes, looking at the friendly soldiers as if he were looking at a pile of food.

"Roar!" What made General Zon retract his gaze was a roar of a giant dragon hovering above his head. A ferocious and huge fire dragon descended a little with this terrifying sound, and finally landed not far from General Zorn's side.

The faint pressure made the warhorses riding on Zon and others tremble, and they snorted uncomfortably, because a huge dragon at the top of the food chain was crawling in front of them.

A man wearing bright silver armor, the pattern on the armor swaying a faint silver light in the sun, jumped off the dragon's back with his helmet, and walked in front of Zon very displeased.

Ildo pressed his long sword and saw General Zon who had turned over and dismounted and stood in front of him with his head bowed, and said arrogantly, "I hope that the Alan Hill you are talking about is a country worthy of our shot! If they don't have those dangerous weapons you speak of, it'll be you who will die!"

"Don't dare! Don't dare! I have seen it with my own eyes! They do have all kinds of weapons, magic-like weapons!" Arante Rumbach, who was with the army, lowered his head and explained respectfully: "So they must have! There must be such weapons!"

"Let your people attack first! I want to see what the other party has." After Yeldo finished speaking, he turned around arrogantly and walked towards his dragon. Of course he has capital and arrogance. This time, he brought quite a lot of dragon knight troops.

Because the ground troops were moving too slowly, his dragon knight troops arrived near the battlefield first. Seeing that the war between Alan Hill and the Arlant Empire has been breaking out for more than two months, the speed of this counterattack is really not fast.

"My lord! Our vanguard unit has already collided with Alan Hill's unit..." At this time, a general came over and reported the latest battle situation to Zorn.

"Let the vanguard attack! The task of probing is handed over to us! As long as we play the true abilities of the Alan Hill Empire, the dragon knights of the Holy Demon Empire will help us destroy Alan Hill!" En clenched his fists and ordered.

The general stared at several enemy formations on the opposite ridge, and after thinking about it, he gave his own suggestion: "General, we should start the attack from the front first. The infantry should press forward, and then use the archers to test..."

Zorn thought so too, so he immediately ordered: "The whole army moves forward! 1000 steps! The archers are ready!"

Hearing his order, the flag bearer standing beside him began to wave the huge flag in his hand and issued the order to attack to the various square formations.

At the forefront, in the Arante Empire army formation that had already formed an attack formation, the square formation in the center began to advance again. After a few steps, the phalanxes on both sides of the central phalanx also began to advance-soon, a huge arrow pointed to the center of the enemy's army not far away.

In the heavier drum beat, the archers phalanx also moved forward slowly, the gray armor was surging with waves, and the sound of the iron pieces was refreshing.

This is the romance of men, this is the melody of the times! Zorn watched his troops keep approaching the enemy, and the heroism in his heart came out spontaneously-soon, this force would be able to sweep across the northern plains, retake the city, and destroy Alan Hill.

"Now, I'm here! Commander of Alan Hill, let's see how you can defeat my invincible army! Hehehehe!" As soon as the reins were pulled, General Zorn urged his horse forward, with his guards , came to the hillside overlooking the entire battlefield.