Chapter 765, Battle of Badwater River
PS: This chapter is 5,500 words long, so I hope you enjoy reading it!
For a long time, the Goblin Wolf Cavalry Legion led by the Goblin Warlord has been continuously harassing the convoy of the expeditionary army, which has caused a lot of trouble and troubles for this expedition of the Eight Peaks Mountain, but it is definitely impossible for Ryan and Bellegar Come back and deal with this harassment army, because if you do, you will really fall into Skarsnik's trick!
And now, Francois' plan is to solve this huge wolf cavalry army.
This goblin wolf cavalry army led by the goblin warlord Kit Sourmaw is huge in number. According to reports from the scouts many times, there are at least five hundred green-skinned war pig boys, five or six thousand goblin wolf cavalry, brother Brin spider knights, goblin squig riders, five or six thousand goblin infantry, and a small number of green skin boys are estimated to add up to at least 12,000, lacking heavy armored infantry and siege equipment.
But Francois's army was only three or four thousand people, and it was mainly heavy cavalry composed of knights and knight retinues. It had a strong impact, but it was impossible to catch up with this goblin wolf cavalry army in terms of speed.
"This wolf cavalry army is indeed a big cancer, and it must be eradicated, but... what should we do?" Gerald asked: "We don't have enough troops, and we don't have enough long-range weapons. It’s easy to get caught up in a situation where you get pulled back and forth.”
In the big tent of the Arsenal Castle, everyone was waiting for Francois' next order, and his chief female courtier, Chahis Morning Star, was making black tea for Francois.
"Eradication, is it..." Francois paused, Duke Winford always maintained his elegant movements and demeanor, he took the teacup from the hand of the Lake God Prophet, and took a light sip.
"Your Excellency!" Outside the big tent, Lucy, the Baron of the Spire Palace, enshrined by Ryan, came in with a deputy armed, and he knelt on one knee: "Your Excellency, there are only one hundred and twenty-one muskets in the Arsenal Castle, and there are no bullets. too much."
"How many dwarf hand crossbows are there?" Francois was very calm, and he even looked at Lucien kindly.
What few people know is that Lucien was related by blood to François, the illegitimate son and only descendant of Francois's nephew who died in the first battle of the abbey of La Messenelle, so Francois not only vigorously promoted him, but also arranged for him to Ryan. During the expedition to the Eight Peaks, Lucien was in charge of staying at the Fort Armory.
"There are not many dwarf crossbows, there are more than five hundred." Lucien continued.
"Well, I see." Francois nodded.
"Duke, what are you going to do?" Sir Bayard, the Holy Grail Knight, asked earnestly, "We all obey your orders, but..."
"But according to our current strength, it is impossible to win this victory, right?" Francois said calmly, the old man even smiled elegantly, his eyes were full of wisdom : "Lucien?"
"Your Excellency the Duke!" Lucien knelt on one knee and raised his head in doubt.
"Let me ask you, what determines the outcome of the battlefield?" Francois sat calmly on the main seat,
The old man at the pinnacle of the sanctuary was calm and relaxed, and he even stroked his long goatee with a teasing tone of a school exam.
"This..." Lucien didn't know how to answer.
"Hmph! The number of troops and the power of muskets are all secondary." Francois stood up: "What really matters is the right time and place, as well as our devotion and belief in women, as long as there are women How can we Breton knights have any reason to fear war!"
"Oh!!!" All the knights in the big tent roared excitedly. They couldn't wait to show their virtue and strength under the watchful eyes of the fairy in the lake!
"Call the army and prepare to go!" Francois stood up: "Three thousand people are enough!"
"The tactics of the Goblin Legion are very simple and clear. They want to lure the enemy deep, surround them, and then destroy them." Francois said very calmly: "In this case, we deliberately went deep to lure them to attack us." Take a full day off, tomorrow, arrange for the fake supply convoy I prepared in advance, ready to go!"
"Yes!" All the knights stood up and loudly accepted the order.
In this way, three days before the Wood Elf army arrived at the stream outpost, François led an army of 3,000 plus a lot of civilians, apparently carrying a large amount of luggage and logistical supplies, along the Badwater River Forbidden Army, It looks like this is a vanguard marching towards Iron Rock and then south.
Sure enough, after getting the news, Goblin warlord Kit Sourmaw immediately led the whole goblin wolf cavalry army, as if smelling a bloody shark, they came rolling in. Carrying a lot of luggage, I really can't wait to swallow this entire army in one go.
Fortunately, Kit-Sour Maw kept Skarsnik's instructions in mind and did not rush forward. It was always with Francois and his army, looking for opportunities across a bad river.
It was already November, and the Badwater River was in a dry season. The Goblin Wolf Riders could easily wade across the river, but the cunning Kit-Sour Maw never took the initiative, it was waiting for the opportunity .
Similarly, the marching speed was not fast, and even Francois, who was a little slow, was waiting for an opportunity.
On the twelfth of November, at night, at the edge of the Badlands, on the banks of the Badwater River, François' army barracks.
Quite uncharacteristically, the sky was pouring down with rain.
Under the influence of the heavy rain, the march of the army was difficult. The knights also complained unbearably, and the transport team was stuck in the mud. Francois then ordered the army to camp and rest in place. The Duke and several knight generals were fully armed. Just sitting in the big tent to hide from the rain.
"Shushasha~" The heavy rain was irrigating the entire land by the river. Francois walked out of the big tent alone. He looked up at the dense raindrops and held the unicorn sword in his hand. The pure white light and platinum flames flickered on the blade of the age-old artifact, which showed no signs of extinguishing even in the heavy rain. Wa's personal unicorn coat of arms, as well as the family coat of arms banners belonging to the many knights who came to rescue this time, fluttered back and forth in the heavy rain. The rain hit the armor, soaking the inner lining, exuding a bone-chilling chill .
"Cousin, it's raining heavily outside, you'd better come in and take shelter from the rain." Gerald came out from the tent. The paladin stood behind Francois. In the heavy rain, Francois's broad back just Like a city wall: "It's warmer inside."
"War doesn't matter whether it's hot or cold." Francois turned around, and he looked at his cousin Sir Gerald gently: "The green skins are too."
"Green skin?" Gerald's long golden hair was already wet from the rain.
"Well, Greenskin." Francois was still standing in the rain, he raised his head and looked at the dark night sky under the heavy rain: "You must understand, Gerald, how to make use of our strengths in the war, How to avoid our weaknesses, how to concentrate superior forces to destroy the enemy, and how to judge when is the right time to launch an attack."
Right behind Francois, the tarpaulins on the supply carts were all lifted! It is full of various wooden fences and horse refusal arrays! And a huge number of crossbow bolts!
The peasants have already started work. Under the heavy rain, under the scolding and command of the master knight, they nailed the wooden fence deep into the muddy ground and arranged the horse-repelling array neatly.
It didn't take long for the entire camp to be armed like a hedgehog.
"This is?!" Gerald opened his eyes wide: "My Duke? Is it a green skin?!"
"Bayar and Pierre have each led a thousand knights out." Francois had a cruel and cold smile on his face: "Today, it is the Green Goblin Wolf Cavalry Legion, end!"
"Ready to fight!"
"Ready to fight!!!"
The melodious and majestic sound of the horn resounded throughout the camp.
In the rain curtain formed by the heavy rain, the Goblin warlord Kit Sourmaw also heard the sound of the horn.
It is leading the entire goblin wolf cavalry army across the Badwater River, preparing to take advantage of the rainy night to surprise the canned shrimp army and their transport team that came from afar.
"Hee hee, I'm disturbed by the enemy! I'm tired, I'm waaagh!" Kit-Sour Weird squeezed his facial features hard to make his expression look more ferocious: "I, I found a chance! Little ones , follow me to a real waaaagh today!"
"Waaaagh!" Thousands of goblin wolf cavalry scrambled across the Badwater River, followed by the green-skinned war pig boys who rushed to the front, and behind them were more goblin squeeg riders and spider riders, And hordes of goblin armies.
Kit-Sour Maw has been waiting for a chance, and now it's here.
The sudden heavy rain has flooded the entire riverside into mud, and the canned dried shrimps can't get up! And under the influence of such a heavy rain, the enemy's muskets can't do anything, hehehe~ The perfect opportunity is here! Thinking of this, the Goblin warlord raised the sword in his hand: "waaagh!"
"waaaagh!!!"
The torrent of green skins formed a vast green ocean, rolling towards the enemy's camp.
This is the reason why Kit-Sour Stomach decided to attack in an all-round way. First, the heavy rain can make it extremely difficult to fire the muskets of the expeditionary army. Second, due to the muddy environment formed by the heavy rain, it is difficult for the canned shrimps to take advantage of their group charge !
We will win this battle!
However, just when Kit Sourmaw led the green cavalry that could cover almost the entire riverbank towards Francois' camp, the scene that appeared in front of the Goblin warlord opened his eyes wide!
Wood fence! Rejection! Horse fence!
The whole camp is like a hedgehog!
Before they had time to signal the army to stop, hundreds of green-skinned war pig boys rushed to the hedgehog-like position without thinking, and a large number of dwarf hand crossbows transferred from the Arsenal Fort began to be loaded in the hands of the serf infantry disguised as peasants. ,volley!
"咻咻咻~" In the torrential rain, a mass of crossbow arrows shot at the enemy like locusts, and the green-skinned war pig boys who rushed to the front kept getting shot and fell down, just lying in the rainstorm and howling. Then, the mud brought by the torrential rain not only affected the knights, but also the green cavalry. They rushed to the wooden fence and the anti-horse fence one after another, and fell to death one after another!
"Rush! Rush! All for me!!!" Ji Te-Sourwei immediately motioned for the cavalry behind to follow up! The enemy only had two rows of wooden fences and anti-horse fences, how could they resist their thousands of cavalry and several goblin legions behind them? !
"waaagh!"
"waaaagh!!!"
With the command of Kit-Sour Maw, the Goblin Wolf Cavalry and Goblin Squig Riders rushed towards the camp frantically. They stepped on their corpses and rushed up, braving the long-range firepower formed by densely packed hand crossbows, vowing to flatten this camp!
Two rows of wooden fences held back the greenskin army for a while, but obviously they couldn't stop the greenskin army for too long, as the greenskins forcibly filled the repelling horses with the bodies of countless war pig boys and goblin wolf cavalrymen regardless of the cost. The green skins were already approaching the gate of the camp.
"Get ready." Francois held the unicorn sword in his hand. Behind him were thousands of knights and knight retinues. They had already formed an extremely tight shield formation. The Duke was not in a hurry, he He said to his female courtier, Chaxis Chenxing, "It's time to start."
"Yes!" The Lake God Prophet immediately began to chant divine spells.
"Boom~" There was a cracking sound from the wooden camp gate.
"Boom~boom!" Finally, the gate of the simple camp was rushed open, and oncoming were a few green-skinned war pig boys, and a few goblin wolves. To François and his army.
But they immediately realized something was wrong.
The camp gate is too narrow! Only two or three green cavalry can pass through at the same time! And the large group of foot knights and knight retinues led by Francois firmly blocked the narrow gate! The green-skinned cavalry had no way to rush up, and secondly, they couldn't deploy!
The massacre has begun!
Francois personally fought at the forefront, and Duke Winford took his own gorgeous dance steps among the green skin group. His body rotated on the spot, his hands clenched the unicorn sword, he retracted his strength, turned his waist, and exerted strength , the blade swept across.
A green-skinned war pig boy was cut into two sections by him.
Two goblin wolf cavalry rushed in, and François spun around gorgeously. The goblin's dirty head flew into the sky in the rainstorm, and then he ducked his head to avoid the wolf's teeth, and the sword in his hand Flip it over, and the two wargs died suddenly at the same time.
With every sword strike, at least one green cavalryman was eliminated, and with every turn around, a large group of enemies died suddenly around Francois.
However, the old father-in-law was not stained with a drop of blood or a little piece of meat. Under the heavy rain, his armor, burqa, and cloak were all soaked by rain, but his whole body exuded the terrifying light of the lake god, bright and bright. , dazzling, glorious and supreme.
"Follow the Duke! Follow the Duke!!!" Sir Gerald yelled in the rain, and the morale of the Britannian knights soared and rushed towards the enemy.
Under the rainstorm, under the moonlight, the battle continued.
The old man was in charge, and the greenskins paid hundreds of casualties and were unable to break through the gate of the camp. Around François and a large group of foot knights, there was a sea of corpses and blood.
Two green-skinned warlords rushed up one after another trying to deal with this glowing and shiny canned dried shrimp, but they were all defeated by Francois with a sword. They couldn't even last a round in front of the Duke.
The raindrops hit the ground, as if they were playing exciting music. The green cavalry rushed to the gate of the camp in vain.
"For the ladies! For Brittania!!!" roared the knights ecstasy, and went into battle.
"For the sake of Gomo, little ones, give me a duck! Hit, hit that shiny canned shrimp, hit it!!!" Goblin warlord Kit-Sour Stomach was still yelling angrily, it The legion lacked siege equipment, and it was raining heavily. Now, the entire group of green cavalry was huddled together by the river, and they couldn't even spread the bed. The Goblin warlord was directing the cavalry to disperse, When the two wings attacked the enemy's camp, a goblin wolf cavalry rushed forward in the heavy rain: "Boss! Boss! It's not good~~~!"
"What's wrong?" Kit-sour stomach wiped his face vigorously, and the rain continued to flow down its face.
"To the east, there are a lot of canned dried shrimps in the east! Come here on horseback!"
"What?!" Before Kit-Suanwei had time to react, another goblin wolf cavalry ran over to report: "It's not good, boss, there are also a lot of canned shrimps rushing from the west! And these shrimps are so fast, so good! Fast, fast, faster than painting red!"
"Ah! Little ones, we are ambushed!" Kit-Sour Maw finally realized that the situation was not good, and it quickly signaled: "Retreat! Retreat!!! Retreat to the other side of the Badwater River, retreat!! !"
The greenskins gave up the siege of the camp and began to retreat, but when the goblin wolf cavalry army braved the heavy rain and mud to retreat to the other side of the Badwater River, the surging river and the raging rapids blocked their way. Backing off, hundreds of green-skinned cavalry trying to wade across the river were swept away by the river.
"Oops." Kit-Sour Stomach had a premonition that something was wrong, and now it and its army of 10,000 people were stuck in the northern bank of the Badwater River, and it was in a mess, a mess, a cowardly All the goblins are scrambling to cross the river, but they are all washed away by the raging river.
The Goblin Warlord raised his head and looked into the dark distance.
In the east, there are countless canned dried shrimps riding on war horses, assembled into a large formation of cavalry, rushing towards a chaotic green-skinned army.
In the West, there are also countless canned dried shrimps approaching.
In the north, François has also got on his horse, and the knights formed a large formation of cavalry behind him, and the eight-ring magic spell "Galloping in the Clouds" of the Lake God Prophet has been set on the knights. In the rainstorm, the knight gentlemen also walked on the ground.
Lake God Prophet Chaxis-Morning Star continued to cast spells, and the night sky was as bright as day.
"The story of this goblin wolf cavalry army will end in my hands today." Francois sneered, raising the glowing unicorn sword in his hand, and roared: "My knight brother Ladies! Forward! For the ladies!"
"For the lady!!!" Just like that, the three-way knights from three directions simultaneously charged towards the Goblin Wolf Cavalry Legion crowded by the river.
It was night, a huge brutal massacre against the green cavalry began. Under the leadership of François, the Britannian knights chased for more than ten kilometers along the Badwater River. When dawn came At that time, the entire Badwater River was almost filled with greenskin blood and corpses.
Except for the green-skinned warlord Kit-Sour Maw who led more than 100 cavalry to escape from birth, the green-skinned army of more than 12,000 goblin wolf cavalry has since become a legend of history and knights. Military Medal.
With a cost of less than 300 people, Francois won a complete victory. His name excited the Orks and scared the Goblins.
The battle became known as the "Battle of Badwater".
A week after the Battle of Badwater, the Roof of the World, the Hall of the Dwarven Ancestors of Eight Peaks, before Skarsnik's Throne.
Goblin warlord Kit-Sour Stomach knelt in front of Bafeng Mountain Warrior with a mournful face: "It's not good! Boss!"
"The Wolf Cavalry Legion is over, it's all over!!!"
"What! It's all over???"
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