Chapter Ninety-One: The Great Battalion? Pitfall!
Seifert stood up as soon as the whistle sounded and slapped his palm on the table.
Bastard! This group of Beamon is really here! If he hadn't ordered to speed up the construction of the camp's defense facilities, he was afraid that Beamon would have easily broken into the camp now. Although he had never fought against the Beamon army, the general combat strength of the Beamon warriors was still clear.
Without the advantage of geographical advantages, it is difficult for the Terran soldiers to resist the Bimon warriors of a strong fighting race even if they are five of them, as for the more terrifying Orephine Giant Elephant Warriors, the Leon Giant Sword Warriors and the Tiger Scimitar Warriors can completely defeat one enemy and ten.
Listening to the earth-shattering shouts and howls outside, Seiffert slowly sat back in his chair, the corners of his mouth gradually hooked up into a cold smile.
Beamon! Now that I know you're going to attack us, I'm not going to be prepared! Let you be rampant for a while, the good show is behind, we'll see!
A few hurried footsteps came from far and near, and quickly reached the front of the house, and a hurried cry sounded: "General, Beamon is indeed here!" They had already breached the camp wall and were approaching the command post. ”
Seiffert got up, pushed open the door, looked around at a few of his men, and said lightly, "Got it!" Let the fighters of the first line of defense retreat, and the second line of defense to stop Beamon! Hum! Dare to go straight to my command post, don't you think that the soldiers of my Southeast Army are all those scum of the Bielefeld City Defense Army?! ”
When one of his subordinates heard this, he took a step forward and saluted, "General, we will treat these orc mongrels well!" ”
Seiffert laughed: "That's right! Teach these orc mongrels a good lesson! ”
Several of his men laughed at the same time, and the slight uneasiness that had just arisen from witnessing the superior combat power of the Beamon warriors was dissipated.
Seifert laughed after a moment: "Let's all go back!" Let's give this group of orc mongrels a big surprise! ”
The subordinates laughed when they heard this, saluted in unison, and quickly left the command post. They are all high-ranking generals in command of one side, and now that the second line of defense has begun to operate, the next operation must be personally commanded by them, otherwise there will be problems and it will affect the last step of the plan, which will be really bad.
Seifert looked at the fiercest place in the West and muttered, "Come on, Beamon! I'm waiting for you right here! ”
Moon's eyes were dark, and he asked in a cold voice, "You say, we lost nearly a thousand people?" ”
A vampire bat, Beamon, was standing in front of Moon and replied, "Yes, my lord! Under the attack of heavy crossbows, we lost almost five hundred people. Although we managed to break through the camp wall and repel their defenders, the attack squads of human soldiers in groups of three or five caused a lot of casualties to our soldiers. We have broken through their camp walls at the moment, and once we enter melee combat, the Terran warriors will certainly not be our opponents. ”
Moon was surprised.
He didn't expect the combat effectiveness of this Terran army to be so powerful, although defensive warfare is the specialty of the Terran army, but that is when the city and heavy defensive weapons are complete. At this moment, this humble Terran camp was only a five-meter-high earthen wall, and there were only five hundred heavy crossbows on it, which could actually take the lives of nearly a thousand Beamon soldiers, which Moon did not expect at all.
His thoughts were surging, but Moon's face was still the same calm expression, and he waved his hand, "Go down!" Order the troops, continue to intensify the offensive and do not give the Terran army a respite! ”
The vampire bat Bimon bent down and stroked his chest, took a few steps back, and with a slight vertical, he jumped into the air, and the two bat wings behind him spread out and quietly slid through the air.
Beamon's attack on the large battalion of the Southeast Army was far from being as easy as imagined, after breaking through the camp wall, countless Beamon soldiers poured into the camp from the camp gate and several gaps, but behind the camp wall was an open area up to 100 meters long, without any obstruction, the Beamon soldiers accelerated their advance, and in an instant the 100-meter open area was filled with Beamon.
But just as they were approaching the row of barracks a hundred meters away, a loud roar came from behind the barracks: "All of them! Shoot! ”
After the roar, a rapid rain of heavy crossbow arrows followed, and thousands of beamons squeezed the entire clearing tightly, and the extremely terrifying penetrating heavy crossbows exerted their greatest power in this state of flat fire, and a twenty-pound heavy crossbow arrow was enough to penetrate the bodies of three or five Beamon warriors at such a close distance, and skewered them into strings of meat gourds.
Beamon's offensive was frustrated!
Under the command of the commander of the heavy crossbow unit, hundreds of heavy crossbows were immediately powerful, and in just ten breaths, all the heavy crossbows had been fired three times. It turned out that there were three heavy crossbows arranged here, and under this dense and terrifying attack, the open space behind the wall that was originally lined with Beamon became bloody again, and the corpses of the Beamon warriors were spread all over the ground, and the Beamon warriors who were not yet dead were shouting and wailing and gasping, and the whole clearing was like purgatory on earth.
A vampire bat Beamon, who was gliding more than ten meters in the air, was the vanguard commander of this attack, looking at the Beamon Legion below, who had suffered heavy casualties, he couldn't help but be angry, these people are too cunning! An open space was set aside behind the camp wall, waiting for a large number of Beamon warriors to enter before attacking with three heavy crossbows.
The single-shot heavy crossbows on the city wall just now turned out to be completely confusing them, making them think that this Terran army did not have sharper defensive heavy weapons.
But after the anger, the commander couldn't help but rejoice: fortunately, he had temporarily changed the formation just now, and let a thousand Pyg Beamon warriors take the lead, and the casualties below were basically Pyg warriors, and the real main battle race Beamon did not suffer many casualties.
The Beamon warriors of the Pig tribe are not very strong in Bimon, but they are numerous. In the years when there is plenty of food, a couple of Pigs can give birth to 30 to 50 Pigs in 10 years, and this fertility is even more terrifying than that of the Terrans.
If it weren't for their appetite being too great for the Beamon Empire to withstand too many Pigs, then this Oslo would have been Beamon's world a long time ago! Maybe even King Beamon will be a Pig!
There are two million people in the Pyg tribe, and one-tenth of them can be used as a second-line force to transport or clean up the battlefield, but if the birth plan of these two million Pyg Beamon is released, there will be a Pigg team of up to 100 million in the Beamon Empire within ten years, and this number will increase to hundreds of millions or even billions within twenty years.