Chapter 107 Victory and Cavalry
"Quickly line up! Stand up for me! Just follow your previous infantry drills, that's right, that's it! Don't stand too crowded, it will leave you no room to attack, and don't stand too sparse, it will make the undead Those who rushed into the queue! Well, that's it, just keep half of each other's positions!"
Old Tom has a full two hundred selected soldiers under his current command, and all of them are veterans with combat experience! And what about the opponent? There are only about three or four hundred undead, and there are not many high-level arms. Now, when the number is not much different, Old John has full confidence. This small group of undead!
Anyway, no matter what, the food in these two big warehouses must be transported back today, otherwise, in three or two days, people in the camp might start to starve to death!
This is something Old John never wants to see. Now that he has become a garrison officer, he must take responsibility! He won't learn from those noble gentlemen, care about his own happiness and care about the life and death of the people below! This is also the reason why he wants to lead the team out this time. He will never allow this operation to fail! If it weren't for the fire elementals not being allowed out of the canyon, he would be able to lend at least two hundred lava dogs out now, that would be foolproof! Unfortunately, I can only think about it now.
"Brothers! Hold on to your shields and weapons, see? Just a little bit of undead is definitely not enough for us to kill. We only need to kill two of them, and we can kill them all! Pay attention, attack first Their heads! If there is no chance, you can cut off their hands and feet first!"
Old John drew out his flaming rune sword, walked to the front line of the team with the shield, and started shouting words to boost morale.
His special one-handed long sword began to emit raging flames after leaving the scabbard, and there were several bright red strange runes on the sword. This is a small gift given to him by the fire demon Shatulu. For the fire demons, this short sword is only a dagger. In his human hands, the length can be used as a one-handed long sword. up!
"Attention! They are coming up! Grasp your shields, pay attention to using your shoulders to borrow strength... Prepare for impact! Raise your shield!!"
Seeing that the thirty or so ghouls in front left their formation first and began to rush up at high speed, Old John was not only not worried, but he was greatly relieved.
Now, their behavior shows that these undead are only acting on instinct. It seems that in their ranks, there is no such terrible necromancer commanding them.
Then, for this battle, he is even more confident! As long as the group of ghouls who escaped from the undead team are eliminated as quickly as possible, and then the damned abomination is chopped into pieces, then they will definitely win this battle!
"Hold on, don't worry! Get ready...to crash!!!"
Seeing that the team of ghouls finally rushed to his side, Old John roared fiercely, and then all the armored infantry in the first row put their shoulders on their shields and ate the corpses. The moment the ghosts rushed over to make contact, they slammed out with all their strength.
Boom...boom...boom~! ! !
The dull sound of countless metal and flesh collisions sounded. While the human infantry briefly lost their balance due to the opponent's impact, most of the ghouls were also staggered by their full impact and lost their forward momentum. , Some of them were not strong enough, and were even knocked to the ground by the shield.
Before these ghouls had time to attack, the soldiers in the line behind tacitly stepped forward two steps ahead, directly grabbed half of the body from the gap left by the comrades in the first line, and then slammed their swords Cut it off, in just one breath, more than half of the ghouls in this batch were killed or injured, and when they were about to pounce, the soldiers in the second row retreated just right. He raised his shield and stood in front of them.
"Keep the formation! Small steps forward! Free attack!"
With a shield attack from Old John, he slapped a ghoul that was about to pounce on him and raised its ugly head, and then a long sword that was braving flames quickly stabbed it directly from its jaw. in the head.
"Pooh!"
Old John drew back his weapon and spat fiercely at the ghoul lying on the ground and starting to twitch. In just two rounds, these twenty or thirty ghouls have been wiped out by them! And his own loss was nothing more than an unlucky ghost being bitten in the leg by a ghoul who hadn't died yet.
Fortunately, a powerful priest came to Flaming Canyon yesterday, otherwise, that kid would have considered whether to cut off his own leg now. After giving a sword to a ghoul that still seemed to be twitching, Old John had time to glance at the rear of the team. The unlucky kid was carefully removing the armor from his leg. Infected, I hope he can hold on, don't become an undead before returning to the camp, otherwise...
After kicking the ghoul's head away, Old John took a breath. These ordinary ghouls are just brainless undead! If they are willing to attack with the undead brigade, it is estimated that they will have to pay a lot of casualties to eliminate them.
But now, these idiots broke away from the team and charged forward first. With only twenty or thirty of them, dare to attack their nearly two hundred infantry formation? Are you tired of living? Oh... Actually, that's right, they are all undead, and they are already tired of working!
Wait, no! What is this sound?
When Old John and the others wiped out these disjointed ghouls, and were about to continue to order forward to attack the undead brigade not far ahead, he suddenly heard a burst of buzzing. He was familiar with this sound. It was...
"Protect from arrows! Raise your shield!!!"
They even have archers? Old John finally came to his senses and wanted to understand what these voices were. He was so frightened that he ordered the soldiers to raise their shields to defend.
When he squatted halfway and tilted his shield upwards to protect most of his body, he looked into the distance from the corner of his eye. Behind the undead, there was a small group of skeletons that did not accompany the team They rushed up, but stood there like that, they were bending their bows and setting arrows, those were the skeleton archers of the undead! This was the first time he had seen such a rare thing.
The first batch of arrows rained down very quickly, and it seemed sparse. After a burst of clanging noises, most of the arrows were bounced off the shields and plate armor of the soldiers. Listening to the sound of collision, There were probably only dozens of them, which also allowed Old John to quickly know the approximate number of archers on the other side.
However, although there were not many archers on the other side, two rusty arrows pierced deeply through the gaps in the armor of the two soldiers through the layers of defense of the armor and shield... Fortunately, there were gaps in the armor. The places are not critical, but this kind of damage is enough for them to temporarily lose their combat effectiveness. Look, those two unlucky children have now started to fall to the ground and howl, which is the best proof.
"Damn it! Jude! Immediately lead your reserve team, go around and smash those skeleton archers! Others, charge with me! Destroy these undead! Brothers, let's charge together!" Old John didn't care The two unlucky guys who fell to the ground after being shot gave an urgent order to let everyone start charging.
Now that the opponent has long-range units, Old John would not dare to fight against the undead in a neat formation, otherwise, just for the archers behind, a few rounds of arrow rain would be enough for them to drink jug! He didn't want to confront the undead head-on, but at the same time guard against the bows and arrows falling from the top of his head at any time!
Therefore, after seeing the situation clearly, he made a decisive decision. Now it is better to rush up and enter the hand-to-hand combat. To defeat these undead directly, it is enough for those archers to be handed over to the elite team led by Jude! Anyway, these undead will never be opponents of veterans like them!
"Come on!!!"
Under the leadership of Old John, more than a hundred human infantry quickly crashed into the uneven formation of the undead. For a while, bright red blood, broken corpses and bone debris began to collide on both sides. The place was flying, and from time to time one or two human soldiers fell to the ground wailing, but at the same time, more undead were chopped into pieces and bones by them...
"Kill! Kill! Kill them all!"
"Chop!"
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"Roar!" "Heh!"
"Aw!"
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"ah!"
The two sides collided quickly, and various shouts of killing, the roar of the undead, the sound of weapons colliding, and the screams of human soldiers falling to the ground came from the chaotic battlefield where the two sides were twisted together. However, in general, the human side has a clear advantage. Most of these undead are fighting on their own, and there is no cooperation at all. In addition, their number does not have any advantage! Therefore, the battlefield situation has become very clear...
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The bloody battle between the two sides totaled no more than five or six hundred people. After Jude and his team of twenty veterans eliminated the skeleton archers and began to raid the back of the undead formation from the rear, the battle ended quickly. At this time, On the battlefield of the farmland, the undead still had the last stitched abomination remaining, but it was surrounded by human soldiers.
"ah!"
There was another scream of human beings, and a soldier who was eager to take credit for the sword of the abominable Chrysanthemum was slammed backhandedly on the shield by the giant meat cleaver in the hand of the abomination. The iron shield of Lun's logo shattered instantly, and he was also knocked into the air at the same time. The left arm holding the shield was twisted in a strange arc by the huge force of hatred. It seems that the bones of his left hand It must be broken!
If it weren't for the two comrades next to him with sharp eyesight and quick hands, they grabbed his collar and dragged him back quickly, maybe, the chain thrown off by the second attack of the abomination would have smashed him to death!
"Idiot! Spread out the encirclement, don't get too close to it! Be careful! Be careful of its chain, if you get thrown, it's not a joke!" John couldn't help reprimanding.
"Soldiers, you have to remember that the shields in your hands are useless against a big guy like this! Trying to block its attack with a shield will only make you die faster! Dealing with this big guy The monsters you can rely on are only your agility! Never try to compete with them in strength, if you do that, you are just asking for your own death!"
Luo Yuehan said while letting the soldiers disperse to form a larger encirclement. Monsters like Abomination, which are only powerful but slow to move, are easier to deal with. If it is the kind of powerful orc during the Second World War, it is a real nightmare!
Old John still remembered that many of his comrades were beaten to the ground through the shield by the powerful and agile orcs, and their lives were easily harvested by the next two combos!
"Now, you pay attention to see clearly, let me teach you a trick now, how to deal with such monsters that have great strength but no corresponding agility!"
After Old John threw away his shield, he walked up to the abomination by himself and stood a few steps away, then hooked his fingers provocatively at the opponent. Now, he is going to explain to the soldiers how to deal with this kind of stupid guy with infinite strength!
"Roar~!!"
Seeing this weak human being standing in front of him and daring to provoke him, he hated and didn't even think about it. After roaring at the opponent, he raised the weapon in his hand and rushed forward.
"Remember! Never try to block their attacks, but... it should be like this!"
When the hatred rushed towards him, Old John suddenly leaned forward deftly and easily avoided the horizontal cut of its huge meat cleaver. At the same time, at the moment when the two sides passed by, he At high speed, the flaming longsword pulled up a dazzling red light, and cut directly from the slightly smaller right leg of the abomination...
"Aw~!!"
Hate screamed, its right leg had been separated from its body by the sharp flaming rune sword, and it had only one left leg that was not enough to bear its huge body, and then it could not stand firmly , just fell directly to the ground.
However, even though it lost a leg, the abomination didn't stop resisting. Instead, while falling to the ground and screaming, it threw the chain on its hand towards Old John.
"Have you seen it clearly? Remember in the future, to deal with such monsters, your own strength is not trustworthy. In front of them, you should rely on your agility and skills!"
After estimating the length of the opponent's chain, Old John took two steps back calmly, allowing the chain to smash a huge mud hole on the ground in front of him.
Then, before the opponent had time to retract the chain, he exerted force on his feet and rushed over at a high speed. Another flash of red light flashed with flames. spinning and flying...
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"Ha! What a beautiful shot! Perfect!"
"The command is good, the skill is flexible, and you can clean up a powerful undead abomination with two simple moves! I'm sure that the man is not only an elite warrior, but also a person who has experienced the battle of orcs." Veteran! Besides, his weapon is sharp!"
On a hillside far away from the battlefield, the tall paladin, the commander of the Silver Hand, the grand crusader Saidan Dathrohan, was riding on an equally tall and strong horse, his rear On his back, carrying a huge silver-white two-handed warhammer, he is leading a group of cavalry, stationed on this high ground, observing the battle in the distant farmland.
Originally, when they noticed the movement and rushed here, and found the Lordaeron soldiers fighting with the undead in the distant farm, they actually wanted to go down to help immediately.
But when Dathrohan saw that the human infantry commander began to charge, mixed with the undead, and another small group of elite soldiers surrounded the skeleton archers behind the undead, he knew that these brave soldiers would win Well, they don't need help from outsiders!
Therefore, in order not to cause trouble to the Lordaeron warriors below, Dathrohan hurriedly stopped the Knights of the Silver Hand, and forcibly terminated their plan to charge down.
From Dathrohan's point of view, the brave soldiers below not only won, but also won a big victory! What is going on with their dozens of cavalry charging now? A group of cavalry rushed into the battlefield where they were fighting together. It is estimated that it is more likely to help the undead! Isn't this adding confusion to the other party?
Sure enough, the following battle happened very quickly, and ended even faster! After the team of elite infantry wiped out the skeleton archers in twos and twos and turned back to attack the back of the undead, there was no suspense about the outcome. In less than half an hour, only one of the undead remained. Hate, surrounded by those brave soldiers.
When Dathrohan was about to go down and help them get rid of that difficult monster, he never expected that the opponent's commander ended the battle so neatly twice, which made Dathrohan have to sigh in admiration.
Dathrohan asked himself, if he didn't have the power of the Holy Light to assist him, he probably wouldn't be able to do better than the other party, right? If he didn't need Holy Light, he could deal with a powerful abomination in two hits, even if it was him himself, that would probably be the case.
Today is really lucky. On the way back from the outskirts of Stratholme, they encountered such a powerful fighter in this kind of place, and he seemed to be very proficient in commanding operations. From Dathrohan's point of view, this time What a treasure, he must find a way to recruit these soldiers!
"Let's go, brothers of the Silver Hand, let's go down and help them. I saw that they had many wounded after this battle. I think they need the help of the Holy Light."
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