Winter River Valley

The sun reflects the earth, the snow layer slowly melts in the sun, and some strong herbaceous plants rise and fall in the wind, stretching their lonely posture to the fullest.

There are no flowers, no trees, just an unknown weed, which the locals call multi-step grass. They can stubbornly grow on the rocky walls, poke out their bodies in the formidable crevices of the rocks, this licorice greedily absorbs the sunlight to make up for the lack of their foundations, the scout's hooves step into the river that stretches into the distance in front of them, frozen very thickly, and the long ice cubes hang upside down on the nearby bridge, like a long arch formed by the crystal clear side of the long arch

It can be seen that in the assembly without freezing, here is a fertile riverbed,

The Falcon Scout Captain Roccab rode his war horse and carefully crossed the river that was not conducive to hiding with a dozen people, the black armor was very dazzling in the white lake and mountain, and their eyes were vigilantly watching the other side of the river,

Their mission was to monitor the Gallic army and report every movement of the Gallic army to the Legion Headquarters in a timely manner, which was an order from the Legion Headquarters.

Crossing the river, Rocabul climbed a small hill, looked around, his pupils constricted unnaturally, what was going on? Even if he had seen all kinds of situations, he was also confused by the situation in front of him, the Gallic army that was originally stationed here had disappeared, and yesterday it was the place where the Gallic army was stationed, but now it was empty, "Hell, where are all the Gauls dead?"

Rocabull felt a chill behind him in anger, and his eyes swept over the empty camp on the opposite side without blinking, the Gallic army was forty or fifty thousand people, if it was an evacuation, it would be better to say, I am afraid that it would not be an evacuation but other attacks.

"You say, could it be that you are afraid of our invitation to fight? So run early!" said the other scout beside him, confused

"This should not be, even if they do not agree to fight, there is no possibility of all evacuation!" 'Rocabul was an old scout, and after confirming that the surroundings were completely safe, he immediately rode his horse to the camp of the original Gallic troops, and at the gate of the camp, he saw many people's footprints, as well as deep marks on the axles of the carriage wheels, with a bit of solemnity, Rocabul jumped off his horse with agility. Squatting down and picking up a pinch of wet soil on the ground where there are the most footprints, lifting it to the nose position, using his fingers, the wet soil fell in pieces, and Rocabull took a deep breath carefully,

"How's that, can you tell the time?" asked his companion next to him, a little wistful

Rocabul raised his head, looked in the direction of the east, and said in a low and confused voice, "It's weird, analyze it from the soil quality." The enemy had not been evacuated for more than three hours, which means that the enemy had just withdrawn! and......" Rockbull's eyes swept over the entire row of wooden fences around the camp, still standing there, and there was some debris left on the ground, which seemed very peaceful. I guess I was in a hurry to withdraw because I had received some urgent order!"Rahso, you return to White Mountain at once and report the situation to the Legion Headquarters!" Rocabul stood up, his eyes flashing brightly. He shouted to his subordinates behind him, "In order to make sure that the Gauls do not go and return, the others will follow me and keep an eye on the situation here! They are all experienced scouts of the Central Army, without special instructions and arrangements, more than a dozen scouts are quickly arranged in various hidden points nearby according to their own characteristics, time passes, Rockbull squatting on a rock, the temperature in winter is very low, here is a wilderness near the riverbed, the temperature is even lower, even if a senior waiter like Rockbull is already frozen purple at this time, there are thick cotton clothes on his body to keep out the cold, but it is always inevitable that his hands and feet are leaking out," Captain, I think the Gauls really ran away!" came the voice of a young scout beside him, who was about twenty-three or four years old, and under his flaxen hair was a pair of curious eyes, and did not dare to leave the front in the slightest.

"If that's the case, we'll make a lot of money!"

The corners of Rockbull's mouth smiled slightly, and the scar on his face would jump up and down every time he spoke, squeezing into a horn shape, which looked particularly hideous. He has long been accustomed to this type of scar, and it is not strange that the army scouts are the top soldiers of the top class, and it is common for them to meet the enemy's scouts, and only those who can come back alive are qualified to be called skilled scouts

"You know, if the Gauls abandon this place, then there will be no danger from the White Mountain to Antura!"

Rokhbull quietly leaned out and looked in the direction of the White Mountain behind him, he now hoped that Laheso, who was delivering the message, would hurry up, because before the arrival of the army, the Gaul troops could return to this area at any time, and if the Falcon Army could arrive before the Gauls returned, Antura, the important town in the north of Gaul, would face the attack of the Falcon Army,

Today's luck is good for the Falcon Army, Salon, who received the scout report, hesitated for a while, and felt that this was a good fighter, the Gauls gave up the defense line in the valley, why didn't they take the opportunity to pass this choke point,

He immediately ordered the troops to assemble, and then from the White Mountain to the Antura defense line, the river valley is a mountain concave canyon from the White Mountain to Antura, because the Bia River across the Antura River originates from here, so it is also called the river valley, the terrain is dangerous, only one road can be reached, the tenth, eleventh, and twelfth infantry regiments of the Gallic Northern Army retreated from the White Mountain, and were stationed in the river valley, like a gate, blocking the white mountain's peeping eye at Antura, so after Salonn occupied the White Mountain, he did not immediately advance in the direction of Antura, and the three infantry regiments of the Northern Army had a total strength of more than 50,000 people, and they defended according to the danger, under the conditions of normal engagement, without paying double the damage, you can't hit the valley,

By two o'clock in the afternoon, the fastest thousand cavalry arrived in the valley. The Gauls did not come, and a thousand cavalry quickly searched across the valley to avoid this being a trap for the enemy, and after examination, it was confirmed that the place had indeed been abandoned by the Gauls.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, the 20,000 troops led by Salon himself arrived, and at this time the news of the discovery of the Gallic army came from the opposite side, and Salon walked up to the high place of the valley, raised the lookout in his hand, and saw that about ten miles away from the valley, a Gallic army was slowly coming towards this side, and the battle flag fluttering in the wind was a round of red moon coats of arms

"Huh. Bi Danjun!" the corners of Salon's mouth opened slightly

By five o'clock in the afternoon, Duke Simon's Pidan army had finally arrived in the river valley, and Duke Simon seemed to feel a little dissatisfied when he looked at the strange calm ahead. The desolate snowy wilderness, with only stones and weeds, the breeze blowing the weeds, undulating heights, and the frozen river surface in the middle of the river that is more than 50 meters wide, this is the topography of the river valley

"It's all here, why hasn't anyone come to greet you yet!"

Duke Simon felt a hint of anger. Muttering to himself, when he arrived, he must take care of these lazy and rude guys, he raised his hand high, and without too much hesitation, he shouted to the 30,000 Bi Dan army behind him, "Advance!" The army in iron armor stepped into the frozen river in front, but at this moment, there was a faint sound of horses' hooves on the other side of the river.

"Attention!"

The officers of the Bi Dan Army stopped, all slightly startled.

Everyone's eyes invariably looked across the river, and Duke Simon raised his head curiously, his face suddenly became ugly, and he almost fell off his horse. The sound of horses' hooves, where did the Northern Army get any war horses, if it wasn't the Northern Army, then it could only be the Falcon Army.

Woooooooooooooo

The long sound of trumpets echoed several miles wide, and a group of black-armored light cavalry appeared first in front, followed by a large group of infantry. But he was stunned for more than ten seconds, and the extremely fast light cavalry had already attacked from the opposite high place like a torrent, and the neat drawing of the sword with a knife light, and the vibration of the horse's hooves shook the river."

"Is this an offense?"

Seeing the situation in front of him, Duke Simon, who had always been selfish, shivered on his horse, he couldn't figure it out, obviously there were tens of thousands of Gallic troops in front of him, how did the other party's Falcon Empire go straight here, and the opponent's cavalry of about 1,000 people, what use could it be in the face of his own 30,000 Bidan's army?"

Duke Simon shouted loudly, he was still on the other side of the river, as a military commander, as a military commander, his order had time to be conveyed, and he saw that the troops in front of him were already in chaos, because the troops were still stranded on the river, and when he saw the fierce Falcon cavalry on the opposite side, they immediately became a mess on the ice, and killed! The assault group of a thousand cavalry had pierced into the infantry group of the Bidan Army on the river like an unstoppable sharp knife

Bang Bang"

The situation did not develop as the Duke of Simon had envisioned, and before the order to block had reached the front, the unorganized Gallic infantry had already landed like a bowling ball that had been hit, and flew out in front of the impact, and the scene was like a heavy hammer smashing into the water, splashing countless splashes, and the Gallic infantry who were still on the ice were completely stunned, with flying swords on their heads, and countless tall war horses in front of them crashing like giant beasts,

The human body is thin like a piece of paper that can be pierced by a stab, and countless blood is fully exploded, and the body of the compatriot is like a straw that is swept into minced meat by the rushing hooves of the cavalry, looking at the hot blood in the chest cavity in front of him spurting out half a meter high, "Mom"

One of the Gallic soldiers behind was frightened, he threw away his weapon, turned and ran, there were many people like him, if you look from a high place, you will see that on the surface of the cavalry strike, there is a burst of blood in front, and behind is a gallic soldier running back like a broken block

"Surround them, there are not many of them!"

The nearby Gallic commanders shouted anxiously, they thought that compared to the 30,000 Pydan army, it was not a matter of just a thousand light cavalry to form a striking surface, as long as they could stop the opponent's offensive, they could form a reversal, and the commanders of the Pydan army, who firmly believed in this, took their own guards to meet the attack, as the descendants of the Duke of Simon, these Gallic officers showed their incomparable loyalty to the Duke of Simon at the critical moment,

The two streams of iron finally collided together, snapping. The war horses were staggered, blood splattered from the war horses and the broken knight's swords, the horses' hooves were fiercely trampled on the blood stains on the ground, the battle-hardened imperial light cavalry was like a guillotine that was constantly squeezing forward and slammed into the opponent heavily, the war horses neighed, and people flew down from the galloping war horses, shields, armor, weapons, and bodies, because the distance was too close, and what could be hit by a qiē became a powerful weapon to attack the other party,

The personal cavalry of the Gallic commanders was outstanding. But in this completely chaotic situation, their outstanding martial arts have no room to play at all, in front of them is the scattered infantry, and the personal guards cavalry can only choose to dodge in a panic, and then fight separately, unable to form a battle formation,

The falcon hussars on the opposite side swarmed without scruples,

Often, three or four of them faced one of the guards at the same time, and the horses staggered like galloping swords, and the guards cavalry blocked the sabers on the left. He was struck by a sword from the right, and was able to block the spear on the right, and a bloody cavalry spear came on the left.

In the crowded and chaotic flow of people, the personal guard cavalry had no room to dodge, and no matter how powerful they were, they were directly cut off and dismounted, disrupting the battle, and forming their own advantage in a small area. It has long been an instinct tempered by the Falcon Army in bloody battles for many years, not to mention that many of the light cavalry are from Kugit, and they have an amazing appearance in the tacit understanding of the encirclement, they are like gorgeous flying butterflies. With extremely sharp wings and a dazzling coordination, it is easy to cut off the target's head

Among those killed in battle was Simon's captain of the guard, Grintier, whose tall man rode like a mountain on his horse. The heavy armor on his body weighed down the war horse, and he frantically brandished his giant long sword, slashing a rout of his own army with one sword. Then he cut off two Falcon hussars in succession, and was immediately shot in the shoulder by the crossbow of the hussars in the covering position, and at the same time the sharp assault spears of the two hussars pierced through his front, and they were surrounded on three sides,

"Glintier!" Duke Simon watched his captain of the guard fall like a porcupine, his eyes were bloodshot, and he scolded angrily in the back,

He couldn't figure it out, his Bi Dan army had 30,000 people, and he was almost an elite tiger and wolf army armed with the power of the entire north, but now, the other party had only 1,000 light cavalry to break through, why the Bi Dan army, which he had high hopes for, was so vulnerable and completely dispersed,

Duke Simon's distressed June saw his troops in the enemy's horses' hooves, like dry joe wheat poles, constantly squeezing and breaking from the middle, losing their formation support, the relatively thin infantry was staggered by the impact, the heads of people were rolling all over the ground, and the blood stained the ice below, it was all his hard work, it was something he had high hopes for, and now it was ruthlessly trampled on the ground by the Falcon Army

Ssalon's horses leaped up to the mound across the Winter Valley, and the swarms of the heavily shielded infantry emerged from behind him like a black line, and the crossbowmen drew the bowstrings of their crossbows from the heights, and countless clusters of arrows poured down on the crowded and scattered Gallic infantry below, and the heavens and the earth were filled with terrible shocking sounds, and the dense arrows bombarded the crowd below, like waves crashing against the hard rock wall, turning into a terrifying red

The Gallic soldiers were shot and fell to the ice, most of them not by shooting, but by the chaotic trampling of their own countrymen.

The corpses of the Gallic Pydans, who had been completely frightened, were piled up into knolls on the cold ice, blood bubbling red on the ice below, the wounded soldiers were crushed in the pile of corpses screaming for help, no one had time to take care of them, and the wounded soldiers crawled among the corpses, crying hysterically and letting out a cry of terror, which was a sign of mental breakdown

The fifteen thousand infantry of the Salonian Legion began to step into the river! Three phalanxes of five thousand people, heavy and rhythmic neat footsteps, even the river was trembling, and the snow-bright spears looked extremely hideous in the black light of the Empire.

On the flanks of the infantry phalanx, the first assault of the hussar cavalry began to return

They proudly spared an arc, the opposite Gallic army was pierced, the cavalry was like being washed in blood, although two-thirds of the light cavalry fell on the river, and everyone else was more or less wounded, but every light cavalry proudly raised their heads, in this battle, they were the protagonists,

This battle with a thousand cavalry to break the enemy's record of 30,000 is enough for the imperial light cavalry to be recorded in the history of the imperial army, and Salon, who was supposed to have a good fight with the Bidan army, did not expect to win so easily, except for the corpses on the opposite river, the Gallic rout troops are fleeing all over the mountains, like a flock of frightened ducks, and they don't even have the courage to look back, "It's strange, if the Bidan army is here, where is the northern army that was originally here?" Salon's eyes showed a little puzzled,

The battle of the valley is a great irony of Duke Simon's equipment-only theory, this military commander who believes that as long as he is well equipped, his combat effectiveness will be strong, when he overemphasizes armament, he ignores the war itself, it is a human war, in terms of equipment, the Bidan's army is second to none in the north, but when it comes to combat experience, it has only been formed for less than two months, and most of the battles are spent in practice, which is not at all comparable to the real northern army that was once forged by the war in northern Gaul.

In a truly high-intensity, high-explosive tragic encounter, the troops without the slightest combat experience are simply the targets of slaughter

Stepping on the ice stained red for more than a mile, the Salonian army crossed the river valley, and in this battle, the Duke of Simon's Pidan's army, known as the most elite, suffered more than 17,000 casualties, and the Salonian army suffered less than 1,000 casualties, which was the most incredible encounter in the northern war of Gaul (to be continued......