Throwing javelins, without stopping, the rows of unarmed pitchers in front of Clone quickly left the left and right flanks of the formation and withdrew towards the rear of the line.

Now it's Clown's turn for the hoplites to face the enemy!!

At this time, since the troops of the two sides were already about to stick together, the bows and arrows in the rear supported the phalanx, and at this time they could no longer support them in the projectile.

"Raise your shield! Charge!! ”

The commander of the small group shouted, and the recruit, who was still confused, rushed out almost as the other soldiers around him were pushed and shoved.

In front of him was an endless stretch of enemy soldiers ....

Between life and death, all the soldiers of the enemy had no other looks. Cowardice only makes you the first target for others to attack, and most of the soldiers glared angrily, gritted their teeth and roared as they rushed over.

You can only survive if you are more ruthless than others on the battlefield.

Holding his left arm firmly in front of him, his head shrunk behind the shield, and his body leaning forward, all his strength concentrated on his left arm, Crane couldn't help but roar and rushed out with the other soldiers on the line!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Yes! Forehead! Not!

There was a dull sound of flesh hitting the shield, and Crane swayed, and if it weren't for the others behind him holding him, he might have been knocked out of the way.

Outside the shield line, the peasant soldiers of the rebel nobles crowded with shouts, shouts, and swords, and the sound of swords slashing against the shields. Cloun even heard the shattering of human bones, the kind of body trembling sound.

It took more than twenty seconds for the impact force on the shield side to slowly unload. But an even more brutal side of the war emerged...

As was said before, the fighting took place only on a small scale. Crane: There were a lot of enemies piled up in front of them. They crowded there, slashing their shields indiscriminately. Or want to stab a crusader soldier through a gap. But the crusaders they had the protection of well-made shields and armor, and the poor people on the opposite side, who were not protected by armor, were clearly not their opponents.

The crusaders began to fight back ....

Through the gap in the crowded shield, Crown's one-handed sword stabbed out fiercely from the gap between the shields of himself and his comrades next to him!

That's really a white knife in and a red knife out!

The man who was screaming vigorously outside the front line soon couldn't scream, his voice became lower and lower, and Clounn listened to his voice make a whirring and rumbling sound, and the strength of the shield was light, and the man slowly fell to the ground. But this was his nightmare, he did not die immediately when he fell to the ground, but he was trampled alive by his teammates who rushed up from behind!

In order to survive, he will suffocate and slash at all the places around him that he can reach. But more than not, his arm will be trampled on the ground by others, broken by step one by one, perhaps the pain will not be felt, and under the influence of all those who step on him, he will die of suffocation...

Cloun's ears were already confused by the noise around him, and the screams and screams of the people around him had completely numbed him. He mechanically stabbed his one-handed sword through the gap in his shield. Behind his shoulders to the left and right, his teammates are holding spears or one-handed swords, stabbing at enemies outside their shields!

The cries of begging for mercy and the wails before death do not give them any pity!

The soles of their feet are already full of enemies! Have to stand on these people who are not dead and fight the enemy!

Blood had already stained the red robe on Crane's chest, as did the armor on his body, and the blood ran down the armor, as if he had come out of a pool of blood.

The mechanical stabbing slowed down, and Crawn felt like he couldn't lift up and down. A feeling of exhaustion welled up in his heart, and he was suddenly tired of what was happening here.

Woo!!

The horn sounded suddenly and at the right time!

Crown, who was still mechanically moving, was suddenly grabbed by the armor around his neck and dragged backwards! In desperation, he almost slashed the one-handed sword in his hand backwards!

The other comrades around him quickly held his hand, and when he looked back, the veteran Caliter was shouting something at him, and for some reason, he stopped his movements and retreated back with the others.

And their enemies tried to rush over, they stepped over the wall of corpses piled up on the ground, roaring and rushing forward!

Clun struggled and wanted to step forward, but was pulled by the veteran behind him!

Then, a whole formation shouted and charged, rushed head-on from the passage next to their retreat path, and took over their line!

From the sky, the first large horizontal phalanx withdrew from contact with the enemy, and the second large phalanx met it!

Wheel Wars!

When Clone woke up from the atmosphere of the battlefield, he was shocked to find that they were already sitting on the grass below the hills. The brothers of the second phalanx have already taken over their defense!

There are nine large phalanxes here, which means that the battle that belongs to them is over.

Crane shuddered and stretched out his hand, looking at the red gloves that had turned dark, and he shuddered to take them off. Bai Xuan's hands were already stained red with blood, and the pungent smell of blood stimulated his brain, and he finally couldn't help but vomit on the grass.

A pair of hands gently patted him on the back, trying to make him feel better.

I vomited for a long time, and the broth and wheat cake in the morning were spit out. Clun looked up, and the veteran Caliter didn't taunt him in a rare way, he was smiling at himself, and he handed himself a water bladder.

"Congratulations on surviving the battlefield." The veteran had already taken off his helmet, and the blood stains on his armor had been wiped haphazardly, leaving gray streaks of dust and blood. The veteran handed him the water bladder in his hand again and smiled at him, "This is a day worth celebrating." ”

Being able to see veterans after the war made Clouen feel much better for no reason. He took his water bladder, unscrewed it and took a big gulp! But soon, he coughed and threw up!

"How is it a ?!! wine?" Clun couldn't hide the look of surprise on his face, except for special days in the army, he was not allowed to drink!

"Nobody will care. Especially at this time," the veteran looked at him with a smile, "you will no longer be a recruit in the future, don't be so surprised, you have to learn to get used to it slowly." ”

"Okay!" Clun picked up the bladder and took another sip of his wine, a hot sensation rising from his stomach and churning out of his nostrils.

"Is this war?" Looking at the comrades-in-arms who were fighting on the battlefield in the distance, Crawn sighed in his heart, there were more than a dozen people who died under him just now....

"If you don't kill them, they will kill you. It's better for them to die than for us, right? Veteran Kalit rubbed his nose and took a piece of wheat cake from his body and ate it, "You have to rejoice, our enemy is just a rabble. ”

"If our front line is broken up, although we can say that we can win, it is difficult to say whether you will survive or not."

"If our enemy is a skeleton or orc of the Scourge Legion who is not afraid of life and death, that is the greatest test." The veteran turned his head and smiled slightly, "That would be a different experience for you..."

Woo!!

Woo!!

Woo!!

Three short horns suddenly sounded on the battlefield, and the veteran hurriedly stood up and looked at the battlefield in the distance. It seemed that the enemy's front collapsed, and the elite reserves in their rear did not block those fleeing from the battlefield, and the reserves were scattered.

A cavalry of more than a thousand men poured down from the hills on the left and right, blocking the retreat of those routers! They dropped their weapons and fell to their knees.

Farther away, two red armies, one on the left and one on the right, had rushed into the town of Tarummir.

"Hmm... The war is over—" The veteran lay down on the grass and said to Clone with a smile, "Shall we go in today?" I heard that the woman in Tarummere has big breasts and big ass..."

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Locke watched an asymmetrical war between ancient lords and nobles on the hills. Strictly speaking, his side is more like the embodiment of the will of the country, and the marching array over there is a war between noble lords.

However, Clito, this dog, has a private army of more than 8,000 people. Well, although most of them are paupers wielding axes and broken swords. But being able to feed so many people proves that he has enough food and gold coins in his hands.

Locke doesn't mind going to raid his home...

Facts have proved that the combat effectiveness of the regular army is far from being comparable to that of the private army. The combat phalanx of the 1st Wing of the 8th Army had just been rotated, and there were heavy casualties, and the morale-neutral Clito private army collapsed.

The rest of the battle is naturally nothing to see.

The 1st, 6th, and 7th Legions, which were lying in ambush around Tarummir, entered the town from the rear before the battle was over, taking control of all the streets in the city.

To this day, Locke doesn't know why they came out to fight with his own army. It doesn't make any sense at all, it's better to surrender in the morning.

As the leader of the army and a counterinsurgency, Locke specially allowed the First Wing of the Eighth Legion, which had just been stumbling on the battlefield, to enter Tarummere with him. This is an honor for conquerors!

So, Locke and his guards, along with the other officers, walked ahead. Behind was a wing of bloodied soldiers who had not yet been washed into the town he had entered years earlier.

Tarummere essentially had the potential to become a city for a long time, when Locke appeared here because of the Blue Dragon. It was a very prosperous place in the first place, after all, it was the main road north to the Alterac Mountains to the East Lordaeron region. This, combined with the fact that many of the produce of the Alterac Mountains are traded here, and fruit and other products are abundant here, making it the largest town in the Hillsbrad Hills.

If it weren't for that, the House of Abraham wouldn't have made this their capital to govern their territory.

But after all these years, Locke found that this place has not changed much from a few years ago. Perhaps because of the persecution of the Syndicates and the rebellion of Dasalia, the people here were asked to stand on both sides of the road and welcome themselves into the town. But the worry on his face and the uncontrollability of the future are unmistakable.

Can you imagine a group of people saying welcome words but with no expression on their faces?

It's so embarrassing!

Please remember that the first domain name of this book is:. Nine Heavenly God Emperors