Chapter 349: Expedition
When the Supreme Commander of the western garrison of the Byzantine Empire, General Rasmussen, received the news that the Orcs were about to invade and that the army had already departed, he took it very seriously.
However, due to the lack of clarity in the information transmitted by the intelligence, Rasmussen made a fatal error in his judgment, believing that this was just another border harassment carried out by the orcs, but this time the scale of the harassment may be much larger than before.
After all, there had been no national war between the Byzantine Empire and the Beamon Empire for more than a hundred years, and General Rasmussen had never thought about it at all, and even, subconsciously, he didn't want to, and didn't dare to think about it.
Moreover, this is in winter, and the enormous pressure on logistics and supplies caused by large-scale military operations can be imagined. In the history of wars between the Beamon Empire and the Byzantine Empire in the past, as long as there was a national war, no matter which side invaded, most of them still chose to attack in the spring season.
Because of the lesson that his predecessor, Admiral James, was disgraced by a 'harassment' of the orcs more than half a year ago, and let the orcs have caused heavy losses to the western garrison due to a wolf cavalry team of no more than 2,000 people, General Rasmussen has fought 120,000 points to face the invasion of the orcs this time, and decided to do a good job and completely eliminate this supposedly large-scale 'harassment' team, so as to show his ability to the imperial capital.
As a result, General Rasmussen sent his most important deputy, General Spanou, and even handed him an army of 80,000 horses to meet the orcs. Moreover, in order to ensure the victory of this battle, General Rasmussen even transferred the elite Heavy Knights of the Western Garrison to General Spanou, and the commander of this elite Knights was Martin, one of the 'Four Tigers of the West'.
In the eyes of General Rasmussen, to deal with a 'harassing' force of the orcs, dispatching a force of this size can be called a knife to kill chickens! If this battle cannot be won, it is simply unreasonable!
He made such a fuss, just because he needed a beautiful result and be able to hand over a perfect answer to the imperial capital.
The wind is howling and the snow is falling.
This year, the weather on the Central Plains is very unusual, with heavy snowfall that is rarely seen. Much of the Central Plains is covered in snow and is so white that there is no end in sight.
At this moment, the 80,000-strong army led by General Spanu had marched to the center of the Central Plains. After the scouts sent back the news that the orcs had been found in front of the army, General Spanu decisively ordered the whole army to stop advancing and form a battle formation on the spot, preparing to meet the invading orcs.
The 80,000-strong army quickly formed a phalanx of steel on the central plain, with the archers in the front, the infantry in the center, and the light cavalry on the flanks, while the most elite of the army, the Silver Knights, were placed last as a mobile reserve on the battlefield, ready to enter the battle at any time depending on the rapidly changing situation on the battlefield.
The soldiers stood silently in the snow, waiting for battle. Countless spears and swords shone in a white light reflected off the snow on the ground.
The snow was falling heavier and heavier, and the wind was howling, carrying large flakes of snowflakes that made people unable to open their eyes.
In the distance, a thin black line appeared, and the earth began to shake slightly.
"It's coming, it's coming!"
"It's an orc!"
The nervous soldiers let out a low cry, and the whole army was in a commotion.
"Fuck, what are you doing, calm me down, and get ready for battle!" roared the officers of all sides, rode through the phalanx, and whipped the panicked soldiers with their whips, forcibly suppressing the fear of the soldiers due to the presence of the enemy.
"Archer, prepare!" one of the archer commanders shouted with all his might.
The archers of the front army immediately set up their arrows and stretched their strings, and bent their bows to the sky.
The black line approached rapidly, and the thunderous sound of hooves rumbled and shook the earth, as the enemy cavalry rushed forward with all their might.
"Fifteen hundred meters!"
"A thousand meters!"
"Eight hundred...... Just as the commander of the archers was calculating the distance of the enemy cavalry and was about to give the order to release the arrows when the enemy cavalry came within range of the bow and arrow, he suddenly gasped, and his wide open mouth could not be closed.
The wind blew the snow curtain, and the black line gradually became clear, not surprising, it was indeed the figure of an orc soldier, but this number was inevitably too much, right?
"God, how many men and horses did the orcs dispatch this time?" Even Admiral Spanou, who had been sitting in the Chinese army with a calm expression, couldn't help but be shocked and screamed after witnessing the scene in front of him.
The black-pressed orc soldiers roared and rushed towards the human formation, densely packed and countless. Like a raging wave, like an angry wave, with a momentum that destroys heaven and earth, it rushes forward.
"The Sunbreaker Legion is the legion of the Bimon royal family! they are one of the Praetorian Guards of the Lionheart!" said a sharp-eyed Byzantine general beside Spanu as he saw the leading cavalry in the orc army, his voice filled with disbelief.
It was a group of lionmen in golden iron armor, riding large, armored Kodomon under their crotch, with a huge broadsword hanging from their saddle and a long iron spear in their hands. And in the midst of the charging lionmen, a banner depicting a broadsword splitting a round of red sun was hunting and fluttering in the wind and snow.
"What's going on? Didn't you say that this was just an orc invasion 'harassment'? Why did even the 'Lionheart's Praetorian Guards be dispatched?" Spanou's face turned pale, he knew that the information was wrong.
Because this generation of Emperor Beamon is from the Rhine clan, the Rhine clan is also known as the royal family, out of trust in their own race, the Praetorian Guards used by the 'Lionheart Emperor' to garrison the Orc King City of Orgrimmar are all selected from within the Rhine lionmen. And the Sunbreaker Legion is one of the Praetorian Guards.
Now, what does it mean that the Praetorian Guards of the Lionheart have appeared on the battlefield?
Just as Spanu tried to calm himself down, the sharp-eyed Byzantine general exclaimed in a trembling voice: "Berserk Legion! Oh my God, even the Berserk Legion is here!"
Spanou's face turned pale, and he looked out to see an army of bears in black armor and armed with huge shields and heavy axes marching forward in a group of battle flags waving in the wind among the countless infantry behind the orc cavalry.
On the surface of that battle flag, a bloody picture was displayed.
A huge axe is cutting off the head of a giant dragon. The expression of anger, unyieldingness, fear, and sorrow on the dragon's face before dying was so vivid.