"Your Excellency..."

Although the old werewolf had been urgently giving orders to set up the formation, the little half of his attention was still on the sovereign, and naturally understood what was happening.

"It's nothing, just warm up."

Moriarty shook his hand, his expression relaxed.

To avoid excessive casualties among the Wolfsburg legions, the only way to do this is to rely on a large amount of magic assistance, and the burden is not light. But with the addition of the Six Great Powers, Moriarty is no longer afraid of this level of consumption.

"How are you going to fight the enemy?"

The bloody ears in front of him were already close, and a thick churning blood could be smelled from thousands of miles away.

At a glance, the dense big-eared monsters were mottled with blood and murderous. The hideous face is more like a painting, and there are vertical and horizontal blood lines, which is very weird. It's just that although all the bloody big ears are cold, their eyes are just gray, and they don't see any anger, almost like the undead.

"I plan to hold on layer by layer to resist the enemy's front, and then use the wolf horse to outflank the two wings and annihilate the enemy."

Clausewitz quickly and simply stated the strategy, which was also the tactic that could best exert the power of the wolf cavalry assault, but in this way, the frontal defense was under great pressure and was bound to suffer heavy casualties.

"Revise the strategy." After a moment of silence, Moriarty suddenly said: "According to the tactics of the famous human general Hannibal, we will fight another 'Punic Battle' today." ”

"This..."The old werewolf was immediately shocked and blurted out: "But Hannibal has three hundred 'red-clothed divine crossbows', and he himself has 'fire killing wings', so he can..."

"Isn't it enough that you 'have' me now?" Smiling, Moriarty asked playfully.

“… Enough! Of course enough! ”

As if he was awakened by a word, Clausewitz shouted, and his face quickly turned red, as if he had drunk alcohol, but his eyes were shining with excitement.

Immediately, he couldn't say more, and the old werewolf revised his tactics. One by one, the orders were quickly conveyed to the wings. Fortunately, these nearly a thousand orc sergeants are indeed the elite of the elite, and they also change their formation rapidly. Although it is complicated, it is not chaotic at all.

"What is Old Crowe doing? Why the battle changes!? If one is not right, we will be defeated without a fight. ”

Looking at the hastily changing Wolfsburg Legion and the bloody Big Ear, which was already a few hundred meters away, Ronnie whispered in exasperation.

In fact, he was unhappy with the fact that Regimental field command had been given to Clausewitz. It's just that because of the majesty of the duke and the majesty of Moriarty, he didn't dare to say much, and now he couldn't help but burst out.

"The combat power in hand has changed, and the tactics will naturally have to be changed. Don't you know this common sense? "Don't look at your son," Midamoia snorted.

The latter is as quiet as a cicada.

But it seems that Ronnie's unfortunate words have not yet been completed before Clausewitz has completely adjusted the formation, and the bloody ears have pounced.

Like a blood-colored tide, thousands of blood-patterned faces were hideous, trembling, and roaring, and rushed straight to the front of the Wolfsburg Legion with an indomitable momentum, but in fact it was silent. It's like a playback of an old-fashioned movie.

In a hurry, almost without effective resistance, dozens of Wolfsburg warriors in the first platoon were completely overwhelmed.

Then, the nearly 100 orcs in the back shrank in formation and closed in a dense formation, like a protruding reef trying to resist the enemy's attacking frenzy, but it also collapsed after several washes by the "blood lines".

At this time, the people of Wolf Castle really saw what terrifying combat power the "bloody big ear", known as the number one raid in the history of Beamon, had. In particular, each "blood streak" is shrouded in a red, blue, and yellow halo, which is the triple passive blessing of Bloodlust, Fury, and Endurance bestowed by Hassangut. This is tantamount to making "Bloody Big Ears" a super army that is close to the madness of all members, and can fight non-stop as long as life does not stop.

Fortunately, the orc grenadiers in the rear came to the aid in time. Rain-like axes came in a dense manner. immediately cut down a batch of "blood lines" before the test, and finally curbed the opponent's frenzied approaching movements.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the soldiers of Wolf Castle finally laid out a layered defensive formation, like a mille-feuille cake, intending to resist at multiple levels with small intensity.

At the same time, the ace Bloodtooth United was also released by the old werewolf. But it does not directly assault the "bloody big ear" formation. Instead, it was divided into two wings as an outflanking shape, as if without a fight, restricting the further expansion of the opponent's forces.

"What the hell does old Crow want to do?"

Seeing such a strange formation, not only did Ronnie and other knights of the town country not understand and were dissatisfied, but even Midamoya frowned.

The power of the wolf rider lies in the interspersed killing at high speed, and if it is placed in the position formation like this, it is stubbornly consumed. It is tantamount to "tyrannical destruction of heavenly things".

"Why hasn't he made a move!?"

On the other side, Catherine stared at Moriarty, her breath faltering.

Next, the tide of the battle seems to be moving in a more unfavorable direction.

Although layers of defense were deployed, under the never-tiring impact of "Blood Lines", one defense line after another was broken one after another, and the front of Wolf Castle was also being compressed backwards step by step. Fortunately, the grenadiers' cluster axes are full of violence, and the covering comrades can retreat relatively easily, ensuring that the casualties are controllable.

"Father, I'll go!"

Seeing that the Wolfsburg Legion was retreating again and again, and someone was never showing signs of making a move, Ronnie couldn't bear it anymore and shouted.

"That's not right!" Ignoring Ronnie's invitation to fight, the Duke suddenly broke off: "It's 'Hannibal's Pocket'!" ”

"Hannibal Pocket!?"

Ronnie and the others hurriedly looked at the past, and sure enough, under the pressure of the "bloody big ears", the Wolfsburg Legion continued to move backwards on the frontal front, while the blood-toothed wolf cavalry seemed to block the enemy's flanks like a pair of long edging. What's even more peculiar is that, by some coincidence or special instruction, a group of wolf horsemen broke away from the large army and went around the rear end of the enemy line like a fence.

Looking at it as a whole, although the Wolf Castle army has always been at a disadvantage, it has inexplicably surrounded the "bloody big ears".

"This..."

I really can't imagine that I was beaten passively, but I was able to let it go and surround a strong enemy? This has broken through the common sense of ordinary military battles.

"In the year 863 of the God of War calendar, King Hamon Getter led an army to break through several cities of the Terrans and approach Standwell. At that time, there will be a brigade of human generals Hannibal, and the king will fight on the banks of the Danube..."

"At the beginning of the war, the Beamon army was unstoppable, breaking through several enemy lines of defense, pressing the enemy to retreat step by step, and almost breaking through in the center. But suddenly a strong wind arose, and Bimon was against the wind, and was forced by the wind and sand, and the attack was slowed..."

"The two wings of the human battle array squeezed in the wind, forming a big pocket and surrounding Beamon. Three hundred rocket crossbowmen were behind them. The fire borrowed the wind and the wind fueled the fire madness, and the hundred and eight bloody big ears were shot by rockets from all sides. The king was defeated, and had to lead his army south to retreat..."

The deputy general Mu Tanbo was familiar with the history of the country, and when he saw the battle formation of Wolf Fort in front of him, he couldn't help but recite it in a deep voice.

Hearing this, Ronnie and the others couldn't help but change color in unison, and the duke's eyes flashed even more brilliantly.

At this moment, a pillar of red light stood up behind the Wolf Castle Legion, and even the gray mist in the Heroic Mountain was far away by this brilliant red pillar.

Then, one after another blazing fireballs flew up, like rain and hail, and smashed into the "bloody big ear" array.

In the blink of an eye, Xuan He's thousands of "blood lines" were annihilated by the explosion and fire, and returned to the netherworld. (To be continued......)