In a head-to-head battle with the same number of soldiers, the barbarians are no match for the Empire at all, and although their warriors have been trained by orc instructors, once they participate in a real battle, the formation will soon be broken up...

Because, these tendoned barbarian warriors don't know how to cooperate with their teammates at all, they always like to fight on their own, which may have something to do with the belief of the barbarians, after all, they worship the Kamiya god of war, that is, personal heroism is serious.

They were convinced that as long as they died in glorious battle, their souls would go to the temple of the Kamiya god of war to be with the gods they believed in. In other words, they regard death on the battlefield as their lifelong pursuit.

In other words, the barbarian soldiers are not afraid of death!

They were born to be a bunch of dead soldiers!

However, the gap in civilization cannot be bridged by a group of warriors who see death as if they were at home.

So, the form on the battlefield is almost one-sided ...

Many of the barbarian warriors were stabbed to death with long iron spears without even touching the formation of Imperial soldiers.

If you were lucky, you could rush into front of the formation of the Imperial soldiers, and what awaited them was another row of sharp short swords.

A small number of people rushed into the Imperial army, but because of the lack of cooperation of their companions, they were stabbed to death by the sword.

From a distance, the steel shield wall formed by two columns of Imperial soldiers, like a meat grinder, strangled all the enemies in front of it as it slowly advanced.

Crimson blood stained the pavement where the Imperial soldiers walked, and the corpses were trampled on the ground.

Of course, the Imperial soldiers also lost a lot of money in the rush of the barbarian warriors, and almost every five barbarian warriors could be exchanged for the attrition of one Imperial soldier.

If the Barbarian Force Commander does not make a change, the victory in this battle has almost been locked in by the Imperial Army.

...

Emika, who was experienced in combat, soon realized that something was wrong. At this moment, he already regretted that in order to complete the mission of Commander Sandor as soon as possible, he did not let the scouts find out the information of the Southerners' positions.

The unfavorable situation made Emikar think about retreating, but this idea was quickly nibbled in the bud by him... The two troops are already in a stalemate, and retreating at this time is no different from looking for death.

Moreover, there has never been a commander in the history of the barbarians who left his men and fled...

Emikar won't be the first, and of course he doesn't want to be the first.

However, Emikar was not stupid to be able to sit in the position of commander of a thousand after all, he knew that this was not the time to be reckless...

After all, losing face is a small matter, and delaying this battle plan is not enough to cut off even if he has ten heads.

He didn't want to die on the execution ground, that kind of death was the most shameful in the kingdom of Baru, and his descendants would be looked down upon for generations.

"The information of the watchtower must be reported to Commander Xiansandor immediately!" was his subconscious thought, and he quickly put it into action.

...

Reinforcements came faster than expected, and the nominal leader of the team surprised Emikara a little, it was actually Prince Meru, and he couldn't help but curse in his heart.

"Emika, what's going on?" asked Reilly preemptively.

"The Southerners have at least one thousand-man squad here, and I need support!" Perhaps because he didn't capture the watchtower, which made Emikara a little embarrassed in front of Reilly, who was also a thousand-legg, he explained quickly.

"You're letting your soldiers and southerners' armed warriors with teeth go head-on!" said Prince Meru with anger on his face, "You're letting them die for nothing!"

"That's their glory, Your Highness, you can't insult a warrior, even if you're a prince!" Emikara immediately replied coldly: "And, in such a narrow mountain pass, do you have any other good way?"

"This kind of place can only be a brutal war of attrition. Kebot had no worries in front of Emikar, "but it can't be so consumed..."

"This is how we Balu people fight, Southerners, do you think there's anything wrong?" Emikar interrupted Kebot coldly.

"So, you've always been losers. "As a court staff member personally appointed by the king of the Balu Kingdom, Kebot may be afraid of a general like Sando, but he doesn't need to be polite to Emikar at the level of a thousand-commander.

"Keng!" Emikar raised the sharp axe in his hand, and a serious cold light flashed, "You are looking for death!"

"Emika!" Reilly's broad palm grabbed Emika's wrist and roared, "What do you want to do? Immediately, he whispered in Emika's ear, "You want to kill His Majesty's staff?"

Emika's face changed when he heard this, he looked at Kebot, the other party's eyes were terrifyingly indifferent at this time, suddenly, Emika only felt a darkness in front of him, Prince Meru blocked in front of him, and said with a frosty face: "Captain Emika, what do you want to do?"

"Hmph!" Emitika sneered, "I just wanted Mr. Kebot to see if my axe was sharp." ”

"It's sharp!" said Kebot's voice behind Prince Meru, "Good weapons are used in good places, and I think maybe the next wave of charges should be led by you personally, after all, the warriors need a little encouragement at this time!"

Kebot was a good talker, and he knew that Emita would definitely agree in this situation.

Sure enough...

Before Kebot could finish his sentence, Emika hurriedly said, "Go and go, do you think that our Balu generals are like your southern officers, and will only hide behind the soldiers' butts?"

Kerbot turned a blind eye to his cleverness, "Then prove it with deeds." ”

"You'll see. Emitty said, turning his head to look at Reilly, and then quickly left with his men.

Reilly looked at Emikar who was leaving, and glanced at Kebot with an unkind look, but without saying anything, he withdrew his gaze, and then quickly left with his people, he needed to arrange the next offensive mission.

...

The temporary garrison of the troops of the Kingdom of Balu in the Kanya Pass, Meru and Kebot seem a little out of place...

As the prince of the kingdom of Baru, Kebot was one of the members of the palace staff appointed by the king himself, and when the two armies were fighting, the two could only stay silently by a small campfire and watch.

The soldiers passing by didn't even look at them squarely.

Although Reilly's thousand-man team was led by Sandor himself, when it came to the actual battle, almost no one mentioned it again.

Meru and Kebot bent over the campfire to keep warm, and the guards nearby were their personal retinue.

The shouts of killing in the distance shook the sky, but the two of them were unusually quiet here.

Meru lowered his head, as a prince, he had nowhere to vent the endless anger in his heart at the moment, but more of it was deep helplessness.

Kebot looked at Meru with a strange smile on his face.

He stretched, and then, as if he had just woken up, he walked up to Prince Meru and whispered in a voice that only Meru and he could hear, "Sando's Mountain and Lake Sheep clan does not support you, and, judging from the past few days of contact, they do not intend to change their minds. ”