Chapter 1627 Raiders (Ⅰ)

Baron Laval raised his right arm wearing an iron glove, and the officers and soldiers behind him retreated in relief.

On the opposite position, General Cornwallis saw the scene through the binoculars, turned his head and explained a few words to his adjutant, Major Mark Smith.

Shortly thereafter, the impassioned drums sounded again, and the Fizen Infantry Regiment closed their guns and stood up, marching forward to the beat of the drums, chasing the defeated Midgard Colonial Regiment.

"If this situation continues, the morale of our officers and soldiers will collapse sooner or later, and the consequences will be disastrous!"

Seeing this one-sided dangerous situation, even Heimdall, who has always been calm and reticent, couldn't help but remind Lord Custis.

Qiao An looked at the old man behind him, and saw that he was still calm, as if he was not surprised by the situation in front of him.

"It's true that the Colonial Legion alone is powerless to contend head-on with Master Fei, but don't worry, it's time for the 'surprising soldiers' recruited by Laval to make their debut. Let's see what happens next."

Raiders?

Lord Custis's hint moved Joan's heart, and he immediately thought of the "Black Ax Mercenary Regiment" recruited by Baron Laval, which was transformed from conquest cultists. Could it be that this group of cultists will become the key factor in turning the tide of the battle? ?

With curiosity and anticipation, Joan switched his observation perspective to the sky above the battlefield again.

At this time, Laval's troops had already retreated half a mile, barely holding their ground in a field with low bushes.

The Fizhen Corps on the opposite side did not stop their pursuit. The distance between the two sides had been shortened to 600 yards. In ten minutes at most, the Midgard Corps would enter the enemy's range again and be exposed to ruthless guns.

What to do next?

If they continue to retreat, the decline of Midgard's side will be irreparable. As soon as the first deserter appears, the officers and soldiers who are dispirited will follow suit, and the avalanche will intensify.

If that moment comes, even with the prestige of Baron Laval, he will be unable to maintain the orderly retreat of the troops, and a defeat will be inevitable.

A cloud of despair hangs over the Midgard colonial army, and the heavy footsteps of the Feizhen infantry on the opposite side seem to be ringing the countdown to their defeat.

Qiao An waited and watched with bated breath, his clenched palms couldn't help soaking in cold sweat.

Baron Laval sat on the horseback, picked up the binoculars to observe the approaching Fizen Corps, then put down the binoculars, turned his head and talked in a low voice with the man in the black cloak beside him.

Joan's eyes fell on the man, and he recognized at a glance that the man was "Snake Hand" Sharman, and then a question arose in his heart: What does this guy want to do?

Sharman's intentions were soon exposed to Joan.

This powerful "Blighter" holds a black twisted tree root with blood in his left hand, holds it up high, and recites prayers.

Joan recognized that what Sharman was holding up was the "Gantias tree root". The gray negative energy gushing out from the tree root seemed to blow a silent horn to wake up the servants who had been lurking on the battlefield.

In the center of the battlefield where the two armies confronted each other, the seemingly ordinary bushes had already been transformed into "blight monsters" by Sharman using the magic power of "Gantias Roots".

These evil activated plants, when rooted to the ground and standing still, at first glance look like clusters of real shrubs. Only when you look closely can you find that the stems and leaves are dry and black, exuding a cold atmosphere.

At the tense moment of the battle between the two armies, General Cornwallis and his officers and soldiers had no time to distract themselves from the bushes that could be seen everywhere, until a bunch of bushes rose from the ground in response to the order of "Snake Hand" Sharman, and stepped forward. The lower limbs made of twisted beards formed a dense array, slowly but firmly approaching the Feizhen Corps, and they were stunned to realize that they were in an ambush.

After all, the Feizhen regular army was well-trained. After the initial panic, they quickly calmed down under the scolding of the officers, and hurriedly raised their guns to aim at the wither monsters that were staggering forward in evil ways.

Gunshots sounded one after another, and thousands of lead bullets roared through the air.

The branches of the withered monsters that were shot trembled, but they had no flesh and blood, and even if the trunk was pierced by bullets, they would not be fatally injured, not to mention that most of the bullets only knocked down some dead branches and leaves. As far as plants are concerned, it is not painful or itchy at all.

Hundreds of wither monsters lined up on the battlefield, like a moving barrier made of trees, constantly absorbing the firepower poured down by Master Fei, acting as a shield for the human soldiers behind them.

In fact, the role of wither monsters on the battlefield is not just as simple as a "shield".

When the army of withering monsters approached within a hundred steps of Master Fei, the "withered needle monsters" that resembled pine trees in the team shook their bodies one after another, shooting out needles and leaves all over their bodies.

The needles and leaves on the Dry Needle Monster are as hard as steel cones, and the lasing power is not inferior to that of a crossbow. A round of volleys is like a violent storm, sweeping rows of Feizhen infantry who were caught off guard on the opposite side to the ground, covered with sieves Most of them died on the spot, and those who were still alive covered their faces and groaned, struggling and rolling, and the grass beneath them was dripping with blood.

Joan overlooked the battlefield from the sky, paying close attention to the changes in the battle situation, and at the same time, he did not forget to project the scene in front of him on the "photo mirror" so that Lord Custis and Heimdall could watch it.

The changes on the battlefield were unexpected, but reasonable after careful consideration.

Joan had clashed with the wither monster more than once. In the past, he only felt that these evil living plants controlled by Sharman were hateful and pitiful. Now the former enemies have become allies, and even played a key role in turning the tide on the battlefield. His mood He was a bit tangled, not knowing whether he should applaud Sharman, the old enemy of "Snake Hand".

In any case, this war completely changed Joan's concept, and made him realize that it was too naive to use good and evil as the standard for dividing the camps of enemies and friends...

The changes on the battlefield, like a well-designed prank, reflect a cruel sense of humor.

The Fizen Riflemen, who were still beating the Midgard Colonial Corps just now with their superior range and firepower, never dreamed that the situation on the battlefield would change so quickly. In a blink of an eye, they would be the target of enemy sniper attacks. .

What made Master Fei even more frightening was that the enemy army was not human. They didn't know where these monsters that looked like trees but not trees came from, and they didn't know how to deal with such enemies who were not afraid of shooting.

The unknown always comes with fear, and the Feizhen Riflemen could no longer maintain an orderly formation. Facing the rain of deadly needles, they retreated in panic. Chaos spread rapidly on the battlefield like a plague.

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