Chapter 120, the tragic game
The night was dyed golden and crimson.
The sound of war drums, trumpets, the symphony of iron and gold, and the incessant roars and shouts, screams and wails spread in the wind.
Since the flames of battle were ignited, the vanguard army fought for a day with the enemy they encountered.
And now the night does not stop.
After receiving the news, Bruce Medici, as the marshal, did not let the Chinese army rush to the march to support, even if the deputy commander of the vanguard was his eldest son, and did not send the flank troops to flank the attack.
Instead, he ordered the Chinese army to march at a normal pace, and let the soldiers have lunch and dinner before slowly entering the battlefield.
Compared to the rebellious believers who have been fighting for a day and are full of exhaustion.
They recharge!
Because the forces in the Northland were too small, and he had made useful suggestions to the marshal, Tywin, with more than a hundred soldiers, was directly placed around the marshal's guard.
From skirmishes to tug-of-wars.
This battlefield was illuminated by pale golden holy light and flames, and corpses, stumps, and blood formed a tragic Shura field.
The main force of 30,000 Chinese troops arrived, and the pressure on the vanguard troops did not decrease.
The enemy is also sending reinforcements!
Watching a team of thousands of people rush into the chaotic battlefield, next to the marshal's guard, Langton, who stayed with Tywin, couldn't help but worry about Chris, the cheap big brother who joined the vanguard force.
Fighting the enemy like this, the vanguard troops can't even play the role of temptation!
It's cannon fodder without any sacrificial meaning at all!
As a marshal in command of the whole army.
Bruce Medici's strategy of forcing the enemy to fight a decisive battle was not wrong, because the lords from all over the country came to assemble, more or less resentful, and there were many nobles who responded to the call.
When the war starts, there will certainly be some confusion in the chain of command.
So the best way to deal with the rebels.
- It's a quick knife to cut through the mess!
It's just that he missed the enemy's courage, but he didn't expect them to dare to lead the army north in the face of the empire's 100,000 rebels.
Although entering this area is stepping into the battlefield.
But no one expected it.
The enemy can come so fast!
Keeping an eye on the battle ahead on horseback, with the help of fire and gold, Lanton tried to find Chris, Artemisia, and Talia.
Golden light is holy light, and it can use the power of holy light to fight enemies, and it is very tricky to rebel against believers.
But Langton was a little confused.
"Doesn't the Forbidden Demon Emblem suppress the energy of the Holy Light?"
"No, you can't. Hearing this, the Eastern Border officer who was assigned next to the Northland soldiers shook his head and said, "The Holy Light is a divine art, from the power of the Holy Light, not magic. β
Langton: "Isn't it a disadvantage then?"
The officer smiled contemptuously: "It's just a holy light magic technique, there's nothing to be afraid of." β
Langton: "The Light can increase strength, it can be used to attack and protect, and it can heal injuries. β
"But not all the enemies are paladins and priests of the Light. β
"Uh," Langton nodded abruptly, "This one too." β
"So their combat power hasn't improved much. β
The officer shrugged: "That's it." β
Lanton: "By the way, I'm Gabriel Lanton, I don't know what you call it?"
"Roderick Fox. The officer said, "The infatuated Gabry, the witty merchant Langton, the lord of Rock Island off the coast of the Northlands, I know you." β
Langton smiled bitterly: "I didn't expect me to be so famous." β
"But none of that fame is what I want. β
Roderick Fox: "Oh, so what kind of fame do you want?"
"If you can. Langton sighed, "I really want to be an ordinary person who is unknown. β
"There's not so much responsibility and pressure, right?"
Roderick's face showed a look of understanding, and then he said in a deep voice: "As a nobleman, I carry glory and inheritance, as well as the expectations of my family......"
"These things are heavy, but they are also motivation!"
Langton understood that the officer was a man of ideals and ambitions.
"Fox's!"
"Prepare to take your men up!"
The marshal's herald rode over and said loudly: "Find an opportunity to inform the men who have been fighting the longest and let them retire and rest!"
"Yes!"
As the head of the Fox family, Roderick immediately moved, drew his sword and ordered his soldiers to line up and attack from the Chinese army.
Hearing the herald's words, Langton immediately realized that the battlefield was more chaotic than he had imagined.
"Lord Tywin, can they get the first soldier back?"
Tywin's expression suddenly turned cold, and he shook his head, "Anything can happen on the battlefield, but no matter what, you should be prepared for the worst." β
"As for your brother Chris. β
"Maybe I won't be able to come back. β
"And... Duchess Isabella, Duchess Elena, including the marshal's eldest son Angus are all very dangerous. β
"Because that's war. β
Everyone will die, in the West, in the world of a song of ice and fire, there are not one or two emperors who die in battle, and Langton, who has been taught since he was a child, does not stand under the dangerous wall, and feels very uncomfortable listening to it.
Even if you know that anything will happen on the battlefield, it is normal for people to be mentally prepared.
Say it this way.
Isn't that unlucky?
After thinking about it, Lan Dun let go of his mental power and sensed that there was no forbidden demon influence on the battlefield thousands of kilometers ahead.
Then he turned around and asked, "Immorton, what strength do you have now?"
Immorton said lightly: "I broke through the golden level a few days ago. β
The Golden Rank is the top combat power of the August Empire, which can compete with the strongest in the major territories, and even in the chaotic battlefield ahead, Langton believes that he can ensure his own safety.
"Do you dare to walk around the battlefield with me?"
"Why don't you dare?"
Tywin frowned, "You're going to war now?"
"The enemy will come at any time, and staying here is the only way to get the greatest credit. β
"Focus on the big picture, don't worry. β
Langton shook his head: "The enemy has continuously sent soldiers to join the battlefield, and such a tragic tug-of-war with the vanguard shows that they will definitely attack the Chinese army's main array." β
"If there is chaos in the large array of the Chinese army in the rear, it will definitely affect the morale and morale of the soldiers in the front. β
"If the enemy seizes the opportunity......"
Tywin was well aware of the situation on the battlefield: "It is possible to crush all our soldiers in front of us who are stuck in the quagmire in one fell swoop, and even break through the large formation of the Chinese army." β
Lanton nodded, "So, I want to bring back the soldiers who went out first to rest." β
"Do you think the enemy will allow it?"
Tywin felt that Lanton's idea was too naΓ―ve, and shook his head, "When our soldiers retreat, the enemy will choose to attack at that time. β
"Otherwise, why do you think the marshal sits back and watches the vanguard stalemate with the enemy?"
Hearing this, Lan Dun was silent for a moment: "But I still want to go." β
"Then go ahead. β
Seeing that he could not be persuaded to do so, Tywin was very helpless, and asked the herald to inform the marshal, and then ordered all the Northlanders to attack.
There are only more than 100 of them, which is inconspicuous among the 20,000 or 30,000 elites.
He wasn't a deserter, so no one stopped him.
Langton and Immorton did not ride their horses, and flew to catch up with Roderick Fox, who had his soldiers lined up and entered the battlefield.
"How about I help you?"
"You can actually fly?" Roderick didn't expect Langton to have such strength: "You're a mage?"
"That's right. Ranton nodded: "We will cast spells on the enemy's backup." β
"You seized the opportunity to pass on the marshal's orders. β
With that, the two of them quickly flew to the battlefield.
As a gold-level powerhouse and the high priest who is protected by the god of death, Immorton cast a spell with all his might, immediately creating a violent wind, and the yellow sand on the ground was slowly rolled up!
Langton protected him with a shield of mana and telekinesis, and flew to the rear of the enemy in the blink of an eye.
"Huhu~"
The wind blew the flames, and the yellow sand began to envelop the land, hazy with holy light, blocking the rebels who continued to enter the battlefield for support.
"Quick!" Roderick roared like a tiger and raised his sword: "Rush with me!"
"Fight back!" "Destroy them!" "Kill!"
Seeing the yellow sand flying behind the enemy, no reinforcements continued to arrive, and the quagmire of the battlefield, Angus Medici, Isabella Stuart, Yelena Romanoff, Woodford and many other nobles and knights who had been fighting with the enemy for a long time burst into battle and led the morale-boosting soldiers to fight back.
With Roderick's support, Tywin also led the Northland cavalry to cut in from the flanks of the battlefield.
The stalemate was immediately decided.
"Kill!"
Bloodied, Angus Medici wielded his greatsword and slashed through the blessed shields of light on his enemies, before slaying them down.
As a lieutenant commander, he wears conspicuous and elaborate armor.
"Angus!"
Killing the fanatical believer, Roderick quickly found him, and then whispered: "The marshal orders you to withdraw with the soldiers who have fought the longest time." β
"Retreat?"
After a day of fighting, the corpses and stumps on the ground have been piled up more than one meter high, forming a mountain of corpses.
Blood turned the ground muddy.
The fierce battle brought the soldiers down, the guards down, and the knights down.
Angus Medici could no longer find his boss.
After thinking about it, he remembered that the commander of the vanguard army had died at the hands of the rebels, a paladin general armed with a mace, who had sacrificed more than a dozen bronze and black iron rank transcendents to kill the formidable enemy.
Everyone is tired.
If the vanguard army continues to fight, there is a possibility of collapse.
Not wanting the soldiers to die from the spears and arrows of the allies in the rear, Angus Medici decisively agreed to retreat.
Roderick hurriedly said: "Withdraw slowly, don't be in a hurry." β
Angus nodded: "I know." β
Yelena has the strength of the silver rank, and in the treacherous mist of the snowy mountains, she is powerless against monsters, but in this battlefield, she is invincible, and she has already killed three enemy paladins in a row.
Killed a silver-tier priest as well!
After all, there are too few soldiers in the snowy region, and her cousin Isabella is strong, so she chooses to meet the enemy with everyone in the north.
Then create mountains of corpses around them.
Kill the long sword and roll the blade!
Seeing that the deputy commander reconvened the vanguard soldiers and ordered a slow retreat, Isabella, who was protected by Talia, Artemisia, Chris and Woodford, was immediately relieved.
Although he fought the rebels in the Northlands, the number of soldiers who fought at that time was small.
Both enemies and allies have inhuman Sombra soldiers and dirt golems.
And it's a siege war.
So, she didn't expect the battlefield to be so tragic.
"Lord Tywin, why are you here?"
Seeing Tywin, Dowling and the others who led the cavalry into the battlefield, Bronx Woodford frowned.
Isabella was so happy about it that she didn't even hate Rams anymore.
"Now is not the time for small talk, we're here to exchange you. β
"Slowly retreat and rest. β
"Don't run around!"
Considering that the enemy would attack the Chinese army at any time, Tywin didn't say anything to them, handed over his horse to Isabella, and commanded more than a hundred soldiers to join the battlefield to help Roderick's soldiers deal with the enemy who crossed the sand.
The yellow sand made by Immorton did not have much lethal power.
Just slows down enemy support.
Confuse them in the direction.
Moreover, controlling the yellow sand that shrouded a range of thousands of meters consumed a lot of Immorton, even with the support of Anubis, the god of death.
Tens of minutes is already the limit.
After all, in this world, there are no believers in Anubis, the god of death, and there is no way to provide a steady stream of faith power.
"It's time for us to withdraw. β
"There's no rush. β
Hearing this, Lan Don, who saw Chris retreating with everyone, shook his head, not wanting to go back so quickly to confront a strong enemy who might attack the Chinese army's main array.
"Let's go down and help first. β
Ranton shook his body and fell to the ground with the high priest.
Seeing that the yellow sand that was hindering the enemy's support had dispersed, and the two mages landed, Roderick thought that they had exhausted their mana, and hurriedly led his soldiers to protect them.
"Hide behind us!"
Langton shook his head, picked up the half-cut spear, and threw it at the enemy: "I'm not as weak as you think. β
Immorton was a little helpless about this, but also drew his sword: "Me too." β
"Gabriel, you don't want to die!"
A non-vanguard unit, the nobleman who came in to support earlier, couldn't help but say, "I just paid a deposit for the goods of your chamber of commerce. β
"If you die, my money will be wasted!"
Another nobleman said, "Eh, I just remembered that I haven't paid the full amount for the armor I bought for the Langton Chamber of Commerce before. β
"Gabry, be careful, or I might be in debt. β
"I'm a silver-tier powerhouse!"
Regarding this person's bad taste, Langton unceremoniously replied: "I'll be fine if you all die!"
"What, didn't you bastard say that you only broke through the bronze rank not long ago?"
"Could it be that the previous duels were all lying to me?"
Hearing Langton's true strength, many nobles felt a little relieved, but those who had been taught a lesson suddenly felt indignant.
"No wonder this guy agrees to the price of force!"
"Ladies and gentlemen!" Roderick couldn't take it anymore, "this is a battlefield!"
"Not the tavern you talked about first!"
"Be serious!"
"Don't throw your life here!"
With an axe to split the enemy, the big-bellied Western nobleman sneered disdainfully: "Just these miscellaneous soldiers want to kill me?"
"Are you amazing?"
At this time, the enemy reinforcements came a tall and thin middle-aged man wearing a chain armor and holding a spear, followed by three priests and five paladins, his pair of sharp eagles was full of killing intent.
"How about I get it?"
Roderick: "Be careful, this guy should be the leader of the rebels!"
Big-bellied nobleman: "It's just in time, the previous general was killed by the Duchess of the Romanov family, and I can't take credit from her." β
"Now this one is mine!".
"Die!"
...... To be continued......