Chapter 122: Struggle

I saw countless Talen cavalry, swooping down from the higher terrain, a burst of the glorious momentum of the golden iron horse, ten thousand horses galloping, surging down.

And on the side of the Erne Empire, there were already a few shield holders, and at this moment, looking at the Talen cavalry rushing towards him with great momentum, the hand holding the shield couldn't help but tremble.

Although they are experienced soldiers after so many years of fighting, it is this wealth of experience that makes them understand how dangerous the scene in front of them really is.

Everyone knows that this time it will be difficult to leave the battlefield alive, but there is nothing to be done, and there is no difference between escaping the battlefield now and killing yourself.

Rather than die humiliatingly under the enemy's butcher's knife, it is better to kill the enemy bravely and send this group of Tarun little beasts back to their hometown, thinking of this, all the soldiers can't help but hold the shields in their hands tightly.

After all, at this time, there is nothing more than a shield to give them more security, whether they are dead or alive, it all depends on this last blow.

"Soldiers, it's time to give your lives for the Empire of Erne!"

Seeing the approaching Taren cavalry, General Elier said impassionedly, although his heart was also turbulent at the moment, he still had to put on a calm appearance on the surface.

"Bang bang bang..."

Countless metal crashes rang out frantically when the two armies came into contact, and for a while, the battlefield was drenched in blood and minced flesh flew sideways.

Many of Talon's cavalry, hindered by their massive shields, fell to the ground and were slashed into a pile of minced flesh by the rushing Ernn soldiers.

However, more of the Erne soldiers were directly swept away by the huge impact of the swooping of the horses. Either he was trampled to death by the horses that came after him, or he died by the swords of the soldiers on the horses.

Anyway, the two sides of the original confrontation perfectly showed the bloodshed of the battlefield at this moment, and even revealed a different beauty of art in this bloodshed.

Soon, more and more Talon cavalry rushed down, and the shieldmen who stood in front of them had long since been lost, and even a few remnants were besieged by the Talon infantry that came later, and it was only a matter of time before the whole army was destroyed.

What was even more terrifying was that the Talon cavalry, deprived of the shield hand to hinder it, swooped directly towards the neatly arrayed Erne army like moving butcher knives.

The Talen cavalry attacked in a methodical manner, first breaking through from the front, then from the flank, then from the flank, and then from the front.

With each impact, the lives of countless Erne soldiers were harvested. Even after a few rounds of sprinting, the originally neat queue of the Erne army looked disorganized at the moment, and the overall combat effectiveness of the army decreased significantly.

"We can't go on like this, if we let this group of damn cavalry rush down, when the opposing infantry rushes up, I won't have any chance to turn the tables at all!"

Looking at the extremely dangerous scene in front of him, General Elier couldn't help but muttered in his heart.

He knew that his initial plan had been declared completely ruined, and that the shield-bearer had not succeeded in stopping the onslaught of the opposing cavalry.

Now the Erne army led by Elier is basically in an extremely dangerous situation, and if you are not careful, you will be doomed.

However, what made Eliel despair the most was not the embarrassing scene in front of him, but the fact that he could not think of any plan to reverse the current defeat.

That's what really makes Elier feel anxious and uneasy.

After decades of fighting on the battlefield, Ilar has seen and fought thousands of battles, and has used countless corpses and bones to achieve his reputation as the god of war.

Even so, Elier at this moment had to admit that he really lost this time, and he lost completely, and the loss was clear.

And at this moment, the snooker in the distance can also bring the soldiers to the front of the Erne army, and judging by his appearance, he should be coming straight to Elair.

"Snooker, I really didn't expect you to be able to borrow Livia, the most important thing is that the Livia Empire actually agreed, this is simply an unbelievable thing, then you did it.

At this point, I have to admire you very much, maybe this plan, you have been waiting for this war before it began, this time I lost unjustly!"

Looking at the horse riding and gradually walking into snooker, Eliel couldn't help but sigh.

The battle will eventually come to an end, and Elier has already made countless fantasies about this day, and is ready to die on the battlefield one day.

Moreover, being able to lose in the hands of an opponent on snooker is a better destination for Elaire.

Throughout the history of the Miracle Continent for so many years, how many famous generals who bravely killed the enemy and expanded the territory eventually died in the temple battle, defeated by the hands of treachery, and most of them could not die well.

"Elaire, don't say that, even though I did win this time, I have to admit that you are indeed the strongest opponent I have faced in all these years.

After so many battles, I have also suffered a lot of losses in your hands, if it weren't for this time, if the Erne Empire was facing internal and external troubles and monopolizing the northern countries with its own strength, I would definitely not be your opponent.

Seriously, I admire you, and even though I know it's impossible, I want to ask you a question. As long as you are willing to surrender now, I promise that you will have a place in the military in Tarun in the future.

Not to mention anything else, at least in terms of the army, I, the generalissimo, still have the absolute right to speak. Coupled with your excellent fighting ability, I don't think His Majesty will object to my approach.

At that time, you will still be your general, but you will just change the country, people, you can't always live for faith and glory, sometimes you have to think more about yourself. ”

Snooker hesitated, but still said what was in his heart, although he didn't have much hope, he still had something to say.

"Hahaha, snooker, are you humiliating me? I, Elaire, am the kind of person who is greedy for life and afraid of death, if I were afraid of death, I would not have survived many years ago.

Nothing is certain yet, and what you think is victory is only a temporary advantage, and when I come, I have not yet reached the point where I am sure of defeat.

Even if it comes to that point, even if I will die on the spot today, I, Elier, will never surrender! I have my faith, I have my persistence, I have my country, my family!"

Elier said heavily, and directly took out the matching sword at his waist, already firmly showing his attitude.

"Alright then, I think this death should be a great honor for you!".

Seeing this situation, snooker sighed, and then shouted loudly, with a magnificent look.

"Don't talk nonsense, you will know the level in a battle!", Eliaire also did not show weakness, and directly kicked on the horse's belly and rushed towards snooker.