Time advanced to the second day of the battle of the Broken Mountain Fortress, and the bloody battle between the two sides had completely entered the white-hot stage.

After trying to break through the Azorean Elf on the first day, only to lose in the end, Salika Jonah and Drexis finally figured out the key to this war:

Either the Empire will be the first to receive reinforcements and annihilate the invading elven army under the Broken Mountain Fortress and join up with the Broken Bones Valley defenders, or the enemy's other army will completely annihilate the Broken Bones Valley defenders and then capture the Broken Mountain Fortress before the reinforcements arrive.

In short, everything is time, and for the sake of time, the combat power of both sides cannot win immediately, so it depends on who wins the most crucial battle first.

Drexis believed that there was no doubt about this, and that he must be the most critical side facing the main force of the Azorean elves, so he was always confused and annoyed as to why there had been no news from Loren Turin, who was holding on to the Valley of Blood.

The supply line is cut off, and there is no news from the rear, in such a situation, as a commander-in-chief, shouldn't he take the initiative to try to contact the rear?!

If you find that there is an accident, shouldn't you leave a small force to resist the surprise attack and entanglement of the enemy's surprise soldiers, and the main force will return to help you as soon as possible, and help you win the defensive battle of the Broken Mountain Fortress first?!

What the hell is this no-one wizard thinking?!

But no matter how resentful Drexis was, in the face of the almost desperate defense of the Azorean elves, the cavalry could not break through the enemy's line at all, and it was impossible to take the initiative to reach contact with Loren Turin.

So... The only thing he could hope for was Brandon in East Sacland and reinforcements left behind on the Byrne border.

"Whew"

With the "creaking" of ballistas and trebuchets, the "Iron Curtain of Flames" like a hurricane tore through the air with a scream and smashed on the heads of the Azorean elves.

"Shoot the arrow, release the arrow!!!"

Almost at the same time, the Archduke of Scimitars, who had led the lead under the fortress, roared at the hussars at her flanks, and these brave horseback men swerved swiftly through the snow waves with their nimble horses, passing the front and flanks of the enemy's phalanx of spears in waves, and shot their arrows without looking.

Elven warriors continued to fall in the dense phalanx, but soon behind them, robes stepped on their bones to take their place and continue to advance.

Almost at the same time, many elven warriors with bags of arrows on their backs quickly shuttled through the center of the advancing line, then stood still and fired rapidly at the hussars under the protection of their robes on both sides.

In the first round of fighting, both sides left a lot of bones on the battlefield, and the soldiers who fell in the mud and snow had no time to rescue them, and they were trampled into flesh by the robes that were eager to meet them, and the mounts that fought side by side with them were trampled into mud, and it was impossible to get up again.

Facing the phalanx of pikes that was still approaching, Salika had no intention of going head-to-head, and led the hussars to continue to make rapid detours, retreating while firing rapidly at the phalanx behind her.

The lesson of blood is always enough once to charge the uniform heavy infantry phalanx head-on in this world, only the decisive charge of Byrne's group of stupid knights!

What's more, with his back to the fortress, as long as he retreats into the defensive range of the fortress, the Azorean elves don't dare to get too close at all.

"Sakran people, forward !!!"

At the same time that the hussars were "making a roundabout", the legionnaires of the six banner regiments of 3,000 men had formed a narrow infantry array in front of the trench outside the fortress, and began to advance while the Azorean elves' army formation was still being suppressed by cavalry.

These hoplites, dressed in heavy chain mail, holding halberds and kite-shaped shields, formed a dense horizontal formation, protecting their shields in front of them, the front row would hold their halberds flat, and the back row would lean their halberds against the shoulder armor of the robe.

But when they began to move forward, such a thin queue was also imposing because of the consistent movement of the top and bottom, and the sound of uniform footsteps, as if it were a moving "city wall".

"Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom......"

On the snow-white battlefield, these black-covered warriors drew a straight "black line" in front of the city gate, blocking the direction of the attack of the Azorean elves while the cavalry retreated.

"Shield Wall !!!"

At the same time as the officers' roars rang out, a rain of arrows had fallen above their heads like dark clouds, and in an instant, the layers of shields were already filled with trophies, making the crouching legionnaires look like "live hedgehogs".

Bang!

The tips of the spears collided violently with the shields, and soon the crisp sound turned into a dull storm and the density of the Azorean elven army was several times greater than that of the "black walls".

Leaning close to the shield in front of them, the legionnaires used almost all their strength on their right arm before they slashed the halberd in their hands downward, barely severing the spear that almost pierced themselves, but also allowing the other spear to penetrate the calf.

The severe pain made the legionnaires in the front row stumble and almost fall to their knees, and they finally stood on their knees by relying on the body of the back row robe, and then the war halberd detective continued to poke out, hiding behind the shield and never daring to come out again.

In the face of the constantly wielding halberds and thick shield walls, the elven warriors did not dare to spread out and become the prey of the hussars, nor could they make a detour to outflank them, so they had to maintain their formation, constantly stabbing at the shield wall with their spears, trying to break the formation head-on.

The density and thickness of the front and even the length of the weapons were almost all-round disadvantages for the legionnaires, and this tactic of hushing under the shield wall to fight for durability and endurance was extremely testing the perseverance of the soldiers; it was unlikely that they would be stabbed to death, shot and hacked to death, but the probability of being stoned to death and painfully killed, bleeding to death, and dying of exhaustion was very high.

This is also a choice in desperation to face an enemy many times their size, defending is a necessity, and the battle of Eboden also proved that melee and solo fighting are what the Azorean elves are best at, and in such a situation, one-sided slaughter will be inevitable.

But it doesn't mean that both sides will just resign themselves to their endurance... Almost at the same time as the Chinese army and the defending infantry clashed, the two flanks of the Azorean elves also began to move closer to the inner line, and put on a position ready to encircle;

Not to be outdone, Sarika Jonah began to maneuver his hussars on both flanks with a roundabout pace, forcing the enemy's infantry to defend in place, or slowing the pace of the attack so that the elves could not threaten the fragile flanks and backs of the infantry line.

"Move all the ballistas and trebuchets east and west of the fortress and focus on the two wings of the Azorean elves!"

On the city wall, Drexis, who could see the battle situation more clearly than the archduke of the scimitar, kept ordering the heralds behind him: "Let the baggage soldiers speed up, send more fire oil and ignition agent, and move quickly!"

"Commander... That batch just now is all for today!"

The herald's expression was particularly embarrassed: "If you continue to squander it like this, I'm afraid that the reserve that could have lasted for ten days will only be ......."

"Can't you see the battlefield, are you blind?!"

Gritting his teeth, Drexis grabbed the herald's collar and dragged him to the wall like a rag bag: "Show me clearly, the enemy's total strength is more than three times ours!"

"Once the enemy on both flanks can launch a general attack with impunity, the army that goes out of the city to fight will be completely annihilated, and the fortress will inevitably fall into the predicament of blindly defending, and there will be no initiative at all!"

"So we have to guarantee support, use fire to contain the enemy's offensive, control the battlefield within the range that the fortress can support, and make the opponent only attack from one direction without interruption, understand?!"

"......"

"Get out!"

Drexis kicked the herald off the wall.

How could he not know that the attrition was serious, but if he had to defend to the death, how long could he hold the Boundary Mountain Fortress in the face of four times the enemy army, and he would not get reinforcements for a while and a half... It's really hard to say.

Drexis believed in the courage of the Imperial soldiers, in the fortification of the Broken Mountain Fortress, and in the fact that he could defeat the enemy, but when all these responsibilities, when the key to the survival of the Empire was in his own thoughts, the original blind belief turned into doubt.

"The trebuchet prepares the ignition agent and fires at the outermost layer of the defensive circle, and the ballista sets up the iron crossbow arrows and aims them at the enemy array!

Rumble!!!!

In the midst of the loud roar, a series of fierce fires rose in the chaotic battlefield, and the fierce fire blocked the advancing troops of the Azorean elves, and had to retreat, while the hussars, who had just fought them, also blew their long whistles and turned around.

There is only flames, and it is absolutely fair for both sides.

"Let the samurai on both flanks come out and launch a fierce attack after the enemy cavalry!"

The elven warrior standing under the banner of the Chinese army decisively ordered: "Spread out the array, charge on all fronts, if the enemy shows any signs of retreat, storm towards the gate of the fortress, don't miss any opportunity!"

This time the guard didn't hesitate any longer, but Alexandra showed a hesitant expression on her face after seeing the other party leave quickly:

"My lord, if this is the case, the casualties of our army will inevitably ......"

"No matter how big the casualties are, we can't miss such a good opportunity, the fighter plane is fleeting, and the enemy's fire oil and crossbow arrows cannot be infinite, and it is a matter of time before they run out, but it does not mean that we have to wait until then. ”

Although the elven warrior coldly interrupted, although he could understand it, he was still very dissatisfied with the defeat of the last commando of this chief adjutant of the Overseer:

"Instead of thinking about such a trivial matter as casualties, wouldn't it be ridiculous for Your Excellency to focus on your own honor first, and as a captive soldier, and also to consider the lives and deaths of the rest of the samurai?"

Looking at the other party's cold and piercing gaze, the elf female warrior immediately blushed, and suddenly fell to one knee in the snow: "If Your Excellency agrees, I can go ...... now"

"No... This power of yours should be placed at a more critical moment, not now. Interrupting her without irony, the elven warrior looked back at the battlefield again:

"The real elite of the enemy ... The Knights of the Oath have not yet been dispatched, and if they are not mistaken, they must have been used as guards by the death-fearing emperor. ”

"Therefore, we must also have hole cards to deal with these Holy Cross lackeys, and we must not let warriors like you waste it on the battlefield. ”

During the time when the two were talking, the two wings of the Azorean elven army had begun to change, and the elven warriors who had always been behind the spear phalanx pulled out their long knives from their waists, rushed through the line without hesitation, rushed through the flames, and rushed towards the hussars who were still retreating.

"These bunnies... Crazy, right?!"

When the scattered elven warriors raised their long knives and attacked the hussars from the flanks and rear like a "duel", it took a second for Sarikayona, who was almost stunned, to come to her senses and give the order to fight back.

But this was not necessary at all, because what the horseback people under her command were best at was actually "fighting on their own", wielding sabers and short spears, shouting and pounced on the elven warriors.

Clang!

With the notes of the collision of sharp blades, the scattered battle of the double anti-reverse completed the first round of the confrontation.

Some of the hussars were cut down by the men and horses, some were pierced through the throat by the cavalry just after the elven warriors parried the arrows that flew from Le's air, and some of the elven warriors dodged the cavalry impact with their delicate steps and swordsmanship, but did not dodge an arrow flying behind them;

As soon as some of the Boi warriors opened their bowstrings, they were jumped onto their horses by the elven warriors on the opposite side, and several of them lost their heads.

In this bloody chaos, even though the charge of the Azorean elves was contained, the hussars were completely pinned down and could not retreat for a while, and the compressed battlefield space also left them with no room for maneuver and had to fight the enemy head-on.

Almost at the same time, Dresis on the city wall and Salika Jonah under the city wall breathed a sigh of relief that if these thousands of elven warriors were really allowed to overwhelm the array, then the Broken Mountain Fortress, which was short of troops, could really only defend the city, and there was no other way to live.

After several unsuccessful attempts to penetrate the hussar array, the enemy seemed to realize that this would only increase casualties and would not expand the situation at all, so they blew their horns and let the charging elven warriors withdraw from the array as much as possible.

On the contrary, many hussars saw the elves beginning to retreat, and charged alone despite the dissuasion, only to crash head-on into the pikes on both flanks, suffering heavy casualties, which made Salika so angry that he scolded directly.

And on the battlefield of the Chinese army, which is really related to the battle situation, after nearly half a day of fighting between the shield wall of the empire and the spear phalanx of the elves, both sides under the "exhaustion" silently retreated slowly, leaving a "blood line" covered with each other's bones in the middle, announcing the official end of today's battle.

The breakout plan of the Broken Mountain Fortress once again failed.

"When the hell are these damn reinforcements coming?!"

Salika and Drexis shouted in unison.