The sound of horses' hooves that shook the earth sounded, and the murderous heavy centaurs trampled across the grassland like a "steel wall", and the smoke and roar were like the dullest thunder.

Overwhelmed, overwhelming!

Despite his disdain, Archduke László Varna's eyes were still more solemn than ever, and his gaze was fixed on the torrent of steel rushing towards the Boi army, almost crushing the steel teeth.

True, these rude and stupid centaur barbarians did not rush directly in a scattered and disorderly manner, as in the past, but formed a knightly formation similar to that of the Byrnes, and charged in a thin and dense "line" - the level and power of which are not at all the same.

The difference between the two is no less than the difference between the rebel thugs and the Empire!

Although the team is still untidy, although there is a huge gap with the real Byrne's "Charging on the Wall"... But if they were really allowed to complete the charge, the 100,000 Boi army would be instantly dispersed and torn apart.

So they must not be allowed to complete the charge... Before they pounce, drain the blood.

Hoofs roared, and the earthquake trembled.

The enemy had already taken out of battle and began to trot toward the battlefield, a full ten thousand heavily armed centaurs, their bright silver armor glaring in the sun of the dome.

"Infantry - Array Preparation ——!!!!"

At the hoarse orders of the centurions, the phalanx of 40,000 Boi infantry immediately shifted from advance to defense, and the tensed phalanx infantry marched like drums to form a tight phalanx of spears on the open grass.

The Duchy of Boi in the Great Green Sea was the domain of horseback people, so it was also inherently very unimportant to the infantry, and it was not until after allegiance to the empire that the regimental infantry of the Sakram was referred to, and the phalanx infantry with spears and zither-shaped shields was formed.

Heavy and sluggish in the steppes, these infantry can only show some effect when defending the city - but for the charging cavalry, a dense phalanx of spears is still enough to kill them!

The thin phalanx infantry struggled to set up their shields, their sharp heavy spears sticking out of the shields' gun racks, and they screamed impassionedly, preparing to fight the centaurs to the death.

On the roaring ground, the heavily armed centaurs had already rushed through the center of the battlefield with a fierce shout, and with ferocity they pounced on the phalanx of spears advancing with the beat of drums.

Confrontation, only in an instant!

Staring straight ahead of the battlefield, Grand Duke Varna under the scimitar steed evoked a sneer, and the white teeth that appeared between the corners of his mouth looked murderous.

At this moment, on the right flank of the Boi army on the battlefield, a loud military horn suddenly sounded!

Grand Duke Varna's pupils shrank, and his hand clenching the hilt of the knife trembled with excitement.

The trumpets were accompanied by the roar of the iron horsemen like a raging wind, and the sound of countless shouts of killing, and the Boi hussars appeared like ghosts, and rushed into the center of the battlefield without even the slightest warning.

No... In fact, there were, but they were "blocked" by the hussars who attacked on both flanks, and the phalanx of spears advancing step by step - until the enemy's trump card appeared, and it was suddenly killed.

As for the 10,000 hussars who strangled with the enemy, it was their bunker and camouflage... How could the Grand Duke of Varna, who had been fighting for decades, do such a foolish thing as using 10,000 cavalry but only not losing money or earning?

It is a pile of corpses, dead people, and they must use their death to make the most of it, and use their flesh and blood to pave the bloody road to the final victory!

The elite heavy centaurs were clearly defenseless in the face of the sudden attack of the hussars, and in their panic they had to slow down, raise their shields, and prepare to meet the enemy on both flanks as they charged.

On the slightly shaking ground, the hussars who suddenly killed rushed faster and faster, and instantly divided into two groups, one in front of the other, and broke into the line of heavily armed centaurs, galloping without forgetting to raise their war bows and throwing spears, and shoot deadly arrows one after another.

Bow and arrow attack, saber harvesting, this is the innate fighting style of the horseback people!

A succession of arrows continued to sink into the centaur formation, most of which were blocked by the tower shield in the hands of the heavily armed centaurs, but the speed and agility of the elite centaurs in heavy armor were much slower than before, and it was impossible to avoid the rain of arrows in front and back.

With a shout of curses and screams, the centaurs fell in their path, and before they could get up from their heavy armor, they were decapitated by the rushing hussars.

"Rush over, rush over, kill this group of two-legged people——!!!!"

I don't know which centaur roared, but then all the hoplites began to roar and raise their iron hooves, speeding up their charge, ignoring the hussars who were attacking on both flanks.

The hussars, who could not stop it, had no choice, so they drew their sabers and pounced directly, and met the charging heavy centaurs.

"Blood Debt and Blood Payment————!!!!"

Amidst the hoarse shouts, the hussars who rushed to the front row collided directly with the heavily armed centaurs.

The next moment, the hussars' line was torn apart in an instant!

In a terrible crash, the sabers of the hussars were meaningless in front of the armor of the heavily armed centaurs, and they could only be pierced through the chest by their halberds, smashing their heads and shoulders;

Screaming, like sandbags, men and horses were knocked away by shields, and then trampled into meat by the roaring iron horses.

The hussars, who were screaming and fighting as if they were at home, continued to launch blockades, like waves crashing on the reef, wave after wave of smashing to pieces, and then drowned under countless horses' hooves.

But the smile on László Varna's face did not diminish in the slightest, and even became more excited.

The heavily armored Centaur Elite is undoubtedly the opponent's biggest trump card, and now... This trump card can no longer be returned, and it is destined to be buried here.

"Infantry - Charge ——!!!!"

Before the hoplites could escape, the heavily armed centaurs, who had been desperately held back by the hussars, saw the phalanx of spears on the opposite side begin to move, and with heavy steps, nearly 10,000 phalanx infantry charged from fifty paces away, and strangled the enemy.

In an instant, the charging hoplites immediately fell into the embarrassing situation of being surrounded by the infantry and even counter-charging.

Some of the centaurs were pierced through the chest by the charging phalanx infantry, others were surrounded by several hussars in succession and shot through the head with bows and arrows close to their faces, while others simply dismounted and rolled around the chaotic battlefield, piercing the bodies of the centaurs from below with their sabers until they were trampled into meat sauce by the horses' hooves.

Despite the fragility of the phalanx infantry with shields and spears in front of the heavily armed centaurs, and despite the fact that the infantry rushing into the line were as defenseless as the hussars, the furious centaurs were able to tear their line apart......

But this whole 10,000 heavily armed centaurs will never have a chance to crush the entire Boi army with a single blow!

Looking at the extremely cruel melee in front of him, Haringvan Ashamai, who was under the military flag, suddenly lit up, and turned to the Duke beside him:

"Cavalry raids, infantry advances, this is ... The Byrne's tactics?"

"Of course this is a Byrne's tactic!"

László Varna's voice was incomparably powerful: "I think I was one of the squires behind the black duke's ass when he was roaming the green sea, and I saw with my own eyes how the knights and infantry of Byrne went back and forth and slaughtered the centaurs to the ground. ”

"The scene back then was even more magnificent than today!"

It seemed that he couldn't help but recall the scene of the past, the old man's vision was a little trance, but he couldn't help but snort coldly: "Besides... Shall I not only learn the skills of the Boi in battle with the Boys, but I will not be allowed to bring something back from them?"

Pursing his lips, Master Ashamai couldn't help but chuckle.

"The battle line was pushed too far forward, let the cavalry cover, and the infantry retreated a little. ”

Grand Duke Varna said in a deep voice: "The enemy's biggest trump card is gone, and it is no longer possible to tear our front, and it is not good for us to be too close on the battlefield." ”

"Yes!"

Watching Harlem Van Ashamai turn away, Laszló Varna raised his head and stared at the other side.

There is no greater trump card, the centaur Khan......

What's next, what's going to happen to him?!

.......................................

"Have you figured it out... What's next?"

Brandon's ears rang with his father's majestic and indifferent voice.

With a "groan" in his heart, His Royal Highness the Prince, who was biting his lower lip, widened his eyes, and the chess piece in his hand was eager to break it.

Everything was expected, or rather, everything was expected by His Majesty the great Eckhart II.

The original hope was to be able to open the position with the chariot and force white into a defensive state, so that he could win the opportunity to expand his occupation and at the same time gnaw at the knight of white, but the result was ......

Looking at the two black chess chariots that were placed in his father's hand, Brandon suddenly realized how difficult the predicament he was facing.

I'm being calculated again... The body that is counted is incomplete.

Cold sweat was like rain, and Brandon felt dry and out of breath in a trance.

No... Wait, no.

Can't lose,

If you lose, it's over, it's all over.

Even if you pretend to be calm, you have to be calm until the last moment.

The Twelfth Supreme Emperor of the Great Empire, His Majesty Eckhart II will not lie... Metternich Leopold, the keeper of the seals, must have been standing outside the door.

By the time he knocked on the door and came in, the game was over... It's all over.

Until then, you must find a turning point!

How, how can I make ......

"How can I make white and go defensively. ”

The cold voice of the voice made Brandon look up suddenly, and saw Eckhart II, who was staring at him indifferently, with a hint of disappointment in his red pupils:

"That's your limit, this is the best tactic you can think of? Brandon de Salion, a smart kid who thinks he's smarter than anyone else... At the end of the day, the way of thinking is still the same as that of metrics. ”

Pursing the corners of his mouth, forcing a forced smile, Brandon didn't say a word.

He needed time to think, but what was missing most now was time.

"There are always mediocre people who think that they can find the true meaning of war on the chessboard... Limiting their imagination by what is intuitive in front of them is the first condition for them to be reduced to mediocrity. His Majesty the Emperor said softly:

"In the chess game, we are outside the chessboard, but we are confined to sixty-four black and white squares, manipulating thirty-two chess pieces to compete for the victory or defeat among the chess players.

We don't need to care about the idea of chess pieces, they will never replace us, let alone become our enemies, even if a war game is upgraded, it will not mean anything, and even if we eat the king chess, it will not cause us any harm.

So... That is the child's idea - to compete on the chessboard, not to limit one's thinking to the chessboard, but to transcend oneself on the chessboard. ”

Looking at Brandon, whose expression changed, His Majesty the Emperor repeated the question again:

"Have you figured it out... What's next?"

"Yes, Father, I figured it out. ”

Gradually fading the smile, Brandon's expression was unprecedentedly heavy, and he slowly raised his right hand.

He gently pinched a wargame, raised it gracefully, carefully placed it next to the knight of the white chesspiece, and then ......

"Smack——!!!!

........................

"Boom ——————————!!!!"

Suddenly, like a thunderous sound... The whole world trembled at the sound!

At this moment, hussars, phalanx infantry...... The Boi and even the centaurs all raised their heads in unison, and their eyes looked up at the dome with a look of horror.

In their pupils, a burning sky was reflected.

It was golden red, and it lit up the whole world, a rain of flames that shone like shooting stars.

And in the next second, the rain of fire that fell from the sky was already roaring and falling on their heads!

"Boom ——————————!!!!"

The wails spread through the wilderness, and the screams came and went.

On the vast expanse of grass, countless warriors who were still fighting each other were instantly engulfed by the dazzling golden-red light, and the splashes of sand and the shards of their bodies were scorched and torn apart, blending into the hot waves of qi and spreading towards the surroundings.

Alive, dead... As long as it is shrouded by the flames that fall from the sky, it will disappear without a trace in an instant.

Not even a chance to dodge!

"The Duke's ——!!!!"

Seth Braha looked at the burning battlefield in astonishment, and hurriedly turned his head to say something to Grand Duke Varna.

"Shut up, do you think I don't have eyes, I already see them!"

Enraged, Laszló Varna gritted his teeth and drank the Braha, his cheeks twisted to the extreme, and he even wanted to pounce on it and tear the face of the centaur Great Khan to pieces!

That centaur Khan, that barbarian......

"He really dared to bombard the battlefield directly with a trebuchet... He doesn't care about the lives of his own people——?!"