Prince Kirunde was watching the movements of the jihadist army in front of the Norwidian formation, and a few kilometers away from the crowd of nearly 200,000 people seemed a little crowded.

Moreover, it is impossible for all of these 120,000 people to attack the enemy in an instant, so the tone has been set in his heart.

Relying on the superiority of numbers to achieve wheel warfare, constantly consuming the enemy's physical strength and will to fight, this is his method, he has to rely on such tactics to defeat the enemy.

It was the first time that Prince Kirunde had commanded an army of this size, and although he had always had a reputation among the Norweds, it was the first time he had taken over such a large army.

He subconsciously touched his nose and couldn't help laughing, what was there to be nervous about in such a situation, he looked at the soldiers behind him, and then said to the herald beside him: "Blow the trumpet, let the soldiers get ready!" ”

"Woo............"

A desolate and muffled trumpet resounded throughout the battlefield, and the originally rather noisy Novid camp seemed to be quiet at this moment.

Others, a little more high-pitched, less penetrating horns, were heard one after another throughout the Novid camp, and after these horns sounded, some of the more shrill horns sounded even more noisily, which was the basic combat command system of the Norweeds.

"The trumpets of these brutes have sounded! They are ready to attack, let our brass trumpets blow too, and give the soldiers a boost! ”

General Brinville's order was issued, and the trumpeters of the Western Road Jihadist Army were also photographed in a row, and a full hundred trumpeters held half-human bronze trumpets in their hands, and under the copper trumpets hung a cross flag representing the holy world, which they temporarily hung at the beginning of the holy war.

The trumpeters suddenly got used to it, and then the air accumulated in their lungs was blown out under the command of the standard-bearer.

The louder the trumpet, the deeper the sound will be, the more penetrating it will be, and of course, the stronger the lung capacity will be required to blow it.

The 100 trumpeters were all trained, and of course there was no pressure on them to blow the brass trumpets.

Between them, their necks bulged violently, and a hundred brass trumpets sounded at the same time, a long, penetrating sound no less than the horns of the Norvids, resounding throughout the battlefield.

The war has not yet begun, and the two sides have already begun to fight openly and covertly.

Prince Kirunde snorted coldly and said, "Then let 20,000 warriors be the vanguard, and give me a little to kill the enemy's strength first!" ”

At this time, he was in high spirits, like a king with a heavenly constitution in his mouth, crushing the most insignificant enemy, and his tone was relaxed and casual.

Twenty thousand Norweed warriors poured up like ants, using the tactics of ant-attached siege and continued to destroy the wooden walls of the jihadist army with their battle axes.

The Jihadist Army then used bows, arrows, and spears in their hands to fight the enemy incessantly, and today's battle was far more brutal than yesterday's.

The soldiers of the Jihadist knew that today was the general attack of the Norwids, and if they did not fight hard, today would be the day they would die.

And the Norweed people are also very hard at fighting, after all, the Loerdes they look down on are fighting so hard, if they don't fight hard, they will be compared to the enemy.

Between life and death, the soldiers of the Holy War burst out with an incomparable desire to survive, and their companions were beside them one by one by the enemy's tomahawks and broad-edged swords, and the corpses were scattered all over the field, but they did not have the slightest fear, and still fought against the enemy.

They clearly knew that there was no way out for them now, but whenever there was a little way out, they would immediately put down their weapons and run wildly.

If Prince Kirunde knew this, he could have opened a gap and allowed the Jihadists to flee from here, which would have been the result of the Western Route's inability to fight.

However, he didn't know that although he had traveled in the Holy Sect world for a long time, he had never entered the army to conduct reconnaissance, so he had not learned this tactic either.

Under the high pressure of the Norvids, the soldiers of the Holy War abandoned their selfish desires at this moment, as if incarnated as noble fighters who fought for their ideals, and they could sacrifice their lives and forget their deaths, just to be able to hold on until the arrival of reinforcements, to the arrival of the illusory reinforcements.

They have an inexplicable belief in their hearts that even if they die, they cannot let their comrades die at the hands of the enemy, and they cannot let this holy war fail like this.

People always have some inexplicable thoughts in desperate situations, and these jihadist soldiers are like that.

Their arms are broken, so they can fight with their other hands, and their legs are broken, so they can sit on the ground and fight the enemy with their spears.

If their bodies are pierced by broad-bladed swords, they will also use the last of their strength to die with their enemies.

Only by directly separating their corpses and smashing their heads can they eliminate their threat to the Norweeds.

The crazy Jihadist fighters made the Norwids start to have some scruples, after all, they are not as crazy as the Jihadist, and in the face of an enemy in a state of madness, they must always weigh it and not let themselves die like this.

After the death of each jihadist, another soldier will take his place, and even if the soldiers in the rear are not in the state of fighting on the front line, they will gradually be infected by them in the battle.

In this way, their madness frightened the enemy and successfully stopped the enemy's attack outside the wooden wall.

Up to now, the total number of dead and wounded soldiers on both sides has reached more than 6,000, but it is only the beginning, and the brutal and bloody fighting continues.

But that's it, the battle has been going on so far, the wooden wall has gradually been destroyed and collapsed by the enemy, and there are gaps in many places.

Without the protection of the wooden walls, there would be no barrier for the stepped arrow tower, and the archers on it would be directly exposed to the enemy's attack.

Had it not been for General Brinville's timely order to retreat, and then let the infantry cover them, I'm afraid most of the archers would have stayed there.

It was noon, and within three hours of the battle, the casualties on both sides had reached fifteen thousand.

Such casualties were enough to shake the elite army, but the Jihadist Army did not, and they fought to the death against the enemy with the crumbling wooden walls.

And the people of Norwede are in the ice and snow all the year round, and their will is quite strong, and they are arrogant because they live in a harsh environment, and death is commonplace, and they are not so afraid of death.

Therefore, even after three hours of fighting, the intensity of the battle did not decrease in the slightest.

The Norweeds have rotated three times, but the jihadist are still resisting.

But to be honest, according to the current war situation, the jihadist army really may not be able to hold out today.

At this time, William was only about sixty kilometers away from the Western Road Jihadist Army.

His light cavalry sentries were constantly scouting around, and they all patrolled the 25-kilometer perimeter of the troops.

"Sir Trede! There is a squad of cavalry ahead! ”