Chapter 228: Encirclement

At some point, a damp and cold wind blew in the sky.

Leon leaned down on the back of the griffin and continued to chase the scorpion-tailed lion knight who was fleeing in the distance.

Relying on the speed higher than the opponent, the distance was gradually shortened, and the death claw suddenly carried Leon into the gloomy clouds.

The two scorpion knights looked back nervously, and suddenly lost the figure of the griffin chasing behind them. They seemed to realize the danger. They pulled the reins of the mounts and descended at full speed, trying to stay away from the dark clouds above their heads to prevent sneak attacks.

Although the two felt that they could fight the griffin knight of Orland in a two-on-one battle, they still wanted to reunite with their companions in the southern airspace as soon as possible to form an absolute advantage in numbers for the sake of safety.

The acceleration brought by the dive made the two Cantadar riders feel a little relieved.

Suddenly, they saw a large group of Uriah cavalry marching on the land in front of them, and they relaxed their vigilance.

——Boom!

Thunder roared in an instant.

A flash of lightning struck from the sky, rushing far ahead of the lion scorpion's flight path.

The flying lightning hit the back of a manticore.

A shrill scream sounded, and the heavy magic spear just hit the knight on the ride.

The arc exploded, the steel helmet dented, and the terrifying impact from the sky made Gungnir penetrate the armor of the Kantadar rider.

The body of the knight fell from the saddle.

After taking the first "head" since joining the war, Leon drove the griffin out of the clouds and raised his hand to summon the magic wand.

Gungnir, wrapped in lightning, flew up from the corpse that had not yet fallen to the ground until it was caught by the master.

Driving the death claw to fly horizontally, Leon looked at the frightened manticore flying faster to a lower altitude, and thought it was a pity.

He only killed the knight, but failed to kill the lion scorpion because the other party's body blocked the knife.

Of course, it's not that he didn't want to, but at such a long distance, he was lucky to be hit by Gungnir's elemental projection in a hurry.

Looking at the large army of enemies fleeing to the ground and the manticore that lost its rider, Leon thought again and again, pulled the reins and gave up the pursuit.

Death Claws are fierce, but they are far from being able to fight an elite army alone, and it is impossible for him to do it alone.

The giant wings of the giant beast companion are not protected by the armor. If he ventures down to chase the landing lion scorpion, he will face countless war bows. Once the griffin is injured, he and the beast will be in trouble.

Besides, it is hard to guarantee whether there are other manticore knights wandering in this airspace and getting into a fight. If the battle on the east coast is delayed, it will be a waste of time.

But another Uriah army?

Leon turned around and hurriedly looked at the cavalry of a thousand people. He knew that he had to go back as soon as possible to inform the unexpected enemy reinforcements.

Returning north at full speed, circling in mid-air, he found the Orland army that had already joined.

Eliver led 2,400 people and was marching at full speed, approaching the village of Bayer on the shallow bank of the tributary.

Falling in front of the army, Leon hurriedly reported the new situation discovered in the south to the feudal lord.

Count Thorn Flower reined in his horse and couldn't help but frown. The sudden appearance of more than a thousand enemy reinforcements was not what he had expected.

They came too quickly. The enemy should have been halfway there before their actions.

Regardless of the reason, the Lord of the Thorn Flower did not hesitate or stop fighting. He turned around and ordered: "The whole army should march quickly to occupy the enemy camp in Bayer Village as soon as possible. Lord Anquila will take 800 spearmen and 400 crossbowmen to stay behind and block the enemy from crossing the river until we deal with the enemy and come back. Don't take a step back!"

After adjusting the deployment, Elliver looked at Leon: "The plan remains unchanged. Go back to help Balf and delay the enemy. I will bring reinforcements in an hour."

On the battlefield on the east bank of the tributary, the Orland archers who retreated to the slope threw arrows and once again forced back the enemies who came and went like the wind in front of the shield formation.

The knights on both wings of the Thorn Flower Army drove away the Uriah cavalry who kept trying to approach with the "8"-shaped galloping trajectory.

But seeing that the enemy had no intention of fighting, the knights did not leave the front line impatiently and recklessly to pursue. They only drove away the enemy cavalry who tried to cut the corner, and then rode back to the army formation.

The lightly armed rangers, firing their bows, constantly teased the thorn flower knights, intending to draw the heavy cavalry of the northerners away from the two wings of the infantry phalanx. If the knights of Orland dared to advance, the heavy cavalry of the war oaths behind the Uriah people would move out and rush forward to divide and devour them from the infantry phalanx.

Achaji looked up among the heavy cavalry of the war oaths, observing that the soldiers in front of him continued to press the northern army to retreat.

The tribal cavalry, which rotated in turn, used harassment tactics to exert pressure, driving the Orland army to move and turn.

The grassland people did not engage in hand-to-hand combat with the northerners in terms of numbers. Relying on the advantage of two-legged infantry, they could not catch up with the four-legged war horses anyway. The cavalry pulled back and forth with extraordinary mobility, waiting for the opponent's warriors to lose patience and physical strength, exposing the omissions in the formation.

But Balf, standing behind the army and overlooking the battlefield, was still very calm.

Although soldiers were shot and fell from time to time, he still ordered his troops to retreat in stages, as if he had given up the intention to fight and gradually withdrew from the battlefield.

However, the Uriah people did not take this opportunity to attack rashly.

After all, "retreat" and "retreat" are completely different states in battle.

As long as the formation is intact and the orderly retreat rhythm is maintained, the attacking party must consider the consequences of forcibly attacking the intact formation.

The Uriah cavalry is indeed powerful, but both sides are elite troops with complete armor. In this case, the cavalry is better than the infantry only in the initiative and speed on the battlefield, not in the chaotic melee.

Even the two thousand Uriah elite cavalry, who are fully armored, dare not rush directly into the front before the heavy infantry phalanx collapses.

Using cavalry in that way is either a last resort, or facing a mob where the enemy is weak and we are strong, or stupid people who think that heavy cavalry can penetrate the complete infantry phalanx.

At this moment, Balf sincerely hopes that his opponent is such a reckless daredevil.

Unfortunately, the nomads on horseback obviously understand cavalry better than most Feru people, and they will never take action easily until they see the enemy's physical fatigue.

This stalemate was broken until the shadow swept across the sky.

Raising his scarred face, Baron Balf saw the giant wings in the sky and felt relieved.

The slowly pacing thorn flower knights all looked sideways, and were excited by the return of the Griffin Baron.

Every knight who participated in the military meeting knew that this meant that the Lord's troops had arrived behind the enemy.

A gust of wind blew over the heads of the three infantry companies, and the Deathclaw carried Leon, flapping its wings to stay in the air and accompany the army formation below.

The cool breeze penetrated the gaps in the warriors' armor, and even relieved the dampness and heat they had just felt from running back and forth and being nervous.

Holding Gungnir, Leon pointed his spear blade at the enemy and nodded to Balf, who was looking at him not far to the right.

The next moment, the Uriah people in the south heard the northern army change the rhythm of the horn sound.

Under the loud attack signal, the footsteps shook the sky in the forest of cold and shining spears.

The spear phalanx that had been retreating in silence just now began to push forward with shields in an orderly manner.

The northerners couldn't help it?

Achaji's face showed a fierce look.

The tribal war chief's extraordinary vision naturally saw the griffin hovering above the enemy's head.

But even with such a powerful war beast, it was not enough to reverse the superiority and inferiority of the two armies on such a large battlefield.

However, it was impossible to leave such a giant beast alone.

"Bring my bow!" Achaji shouted loudly.

The war-sworn guards on the side heard the order and rushed to the back of the team, ordering two strong slaves to carry the "dragon hunting bow" taller than a person and the exaggerated long arrows with specifications almost as large as siege crossbows to the side of the war chief.

Achaji, wearing heavy armor, turned over and dismounted, picked up the heavy bow with one hand, and stared at the horse-eating beast ridden by the northerners.

The thorn flower army formation in action changed its previous negative attitude and took the initiative to move forward and approached the Uriah cavalry.

But the grassland people were not panicked. On the contrary, the moving northern army formation reduced the range and frequency of the northern longbowmen's projectiles, allowing the Uriah cavalry to get closer to the enemy every time they jogged and turned, and their horse shooting became more and more accurate and fierce.

The shields of the front row of thorn flower warriors had been pierced into hedgehogs by sharp arrows and heavy arrows. The gaps in the shields that were exposed occasionally during movement were penetrated by arrows. The wounded soldiers screamed and were dragged to move forward. Even if they accidentally fell, they would be stepped on mercilessly by their comrades behind.

Military law is ruthless. Those who disrupt the formation will be killed. Before the end of the battle, no one can spare the energy to help the wounded.

Many wailing soldiers were left behind.

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On the ground in front, there were thorn flower warriors who were hit by arrows before and failed to be dragged back to the main formation in time, and were trampled to death by Uriah's horse hooves.

Before the fierce battle started, the Farolis family had already paid the price of dozens of corpses.

The army continued to push forward, facing the shooting of the cavalry's war bows. Finally, the rounds of arrow rain gradually stopped. In front of the solid line of the Thorn Flower family, the Uriah people exhausted the arrows carried in the quivers of the left and right armies.

The sharp military whistle sounded, and the footsteps of the Orland soldiers became faster and faster. The square formation was slightly out of shape in the soldiers' fast steps.

Azaji, holding a longbow, couldn't help but sneered.

Want to restrict your range of activities? Joke, there is a vast wilderness behind, there is plenty of space to retreat, and the cavalry of the tribe, as long as they hang on to the northerners, retreat a few times, they can exhaust the energy of these infantry and make the tight formation fall apart.

It seems that the general on the opposite side is an impatient person who uses infantry to chase cavalry.

This is a lot easier, Achaji thought. The enemy's formation was tight and they were retreating alternately. Apart from constantly exerting pressure, he really had no good way to break the formation.

Just when he was glad that he could end the battle more simply, a light sentry at the rear of the army held a flag and urged his horse frantically, passing through the rear army unimpeded and rushing to the central army flag guarded by the heavy cavalry of the war oath.

Seeing the leader, the sentry jumped off the horse, his face full of anxiety:

"It's not good, war leader! The camp was occupied by the Orland people. The centurion didn't dare to fight hard and was retreating with the centurion team. At least two thousand Orland troops came from behind the army!"

Achaji opened his eyes wide and was stunned.

". Two thousand? How is it possible? Where did so many people come from?!"

Those lion scorpion knights stared for a whole morning. Didn't they only see four hundred cavalry at the end of the west bank of the tributary and the south bank of the main stream?

Now, did the two thousand Orland troops fly over with wings?

Achaji felt a chill on his back, and cursed those damn Kantadar northerners who rode on animals, calling them blind rubbish.

But now was not the time to be angry at the useless spies of the friendly army, Achaji shouted:

"Where are the reinforcements from the Alkin Khan? Have they arrived?!"

"Reinforcements. Our reinforcements haven't arrived yet."

The sentry had a sad face.

Achaji's expression darkened.

That's right, if the thousand reinforcements of Alkin Khan had arrived, how could he have lost the camp in the rear so quickly.

His hopes were dashed, Achaji gritted his teeth and looked up at the rock-like Aurand army formation that was slowly approaching regardless of casualties.

Damn it, he fell into a trap.

Achaji was furious and spat fiercely.

Hurry, hurry, hurry, if it weren't for those damned Kantardars urging them to go north, they wouldn't have been sent by the Khan.

I was also blinded by greed. I thought that if I didn't catch up with the looting of Sun City, I could at least make more money in the Kantadar King City and show my face in front of the new Khan. I should have returned to the grassland to have fun. Anyway, I have robbed enough things from each tribe. What's the point of working for those Kantadar pigs?

What difference will it make to the Ulia people whether Abel is the king of the northerners or Kaso?

Is there still a chance?

The Orland army behind has not been seen yet, and there must not be many cavalry.

If we can defeat the army in front of us as soon as possible.

Achaji stuffed the long bow and long arrows to the guards beside him, and took the long-handled sword and halberd again and mounted the tall warhorse.

"Listen to the order! The rear army will hold the line, and the left and right armies will attack the two wings of the northerners. All the rest of the "war oaths" follow me"

The flags and drums and horns changed. The 500 cavalrymen on the left and right armies pulled away, hung up their bows, took off the cavalry spears on their backs, turned their horses and divided them into left and right, and formed a sharp formation to move towards the Feru knights on the opposite wings.

The energetic rear cavalry marched forward slowly with five hundred men and took over the center formation.

Five hundred heavy cavalrymen, all in armor, closed the terrifying visors of bearded men, held steel-bladed spears longer than infantry spears, followed the tribal war leaders, galloped down the high slope and entered the battlefield.

The galloping of thousands of horses made the earth muffled.

In the sky, the half-white and half-black clouds seemed to indicate that the wind and rain were coming.

Riding on the back of the griffin, Leon saw the enemy's full army pressing forward, and hurriedly drove his companions to flap their wings to climb higher.

Seeing a large black spot about three kilometers away, Leon knew that the generals on the opposite side had probably noticed the situation.

Then he looked down at the battlefield.

The sudden change made the northern and southern armies, which had been keeping their distance, approach quickly.

The square formation of Orland soldiers below dropped their spears, halberds and blades, and the collision of long poles became one.

The Uriah cavalry and the thorn flower knights on the left and right sides galloped faster and faster.

In the crescent-shaped Uriah cavalry formation, a rain of arrows flew towards Orland's phalanx before the swords and spears.

It seemed that the right side and the center army were not at risk for the time being, only the Uriah heavy armored cavalry that was detouring from the left was the biggest threat.

The two hundred thorn flower knights on the left wing bravely charged at more than twice the number of enemies.

The loud war roars of the Feru people and the terrifying howls of the Uriah people first sounded on both wings of the battlefield.

Leon knew that it would be difficult to prevent the enemy's main force from outflanking by relying solely on the knights and infantry phalanx on the left wing.

Pulling the reins, the Deathclaw roared and instantly swooped down with his companions on his back.