Page 155 The Triumph of Steel

When Chen Senran rode the Demacian military horse that seemed to be thin but was actually extremely strong, it was late.

The first wave of the sea finally slammed into the solid mountain shield wall, and the fierce impact of the flesh mixed with the sword sent out a low low back as if thousands of battering rams were swinging out and hitting the paulownia gate at the next moment when it touched those delicate and gorgeous steel shields.

The hoarse whisper pierced all the air around him in an instant, making the chest of the person who heard it feel like vomiting blood.

Chen Senran pulled the somewhat restless horses that were being hit by the hoarse low back, and slowly came to the front of the entire army.

"I'm sorry it's late." Chen Senran glanced at the source of the hoarse and low sound.

Some of the barbarians who had rushed too fast were thrown out of the ground at the moment of their collision with too much inertia, and landed straight on the heavy snow, without shaking the shield wall in the slightest.

After the flesh and those steel shield walls were firmly fitted, more barbarians waved the rough long knives in their hands and began to slash fiercely, the knife skills that have been trained in fighting with wild beasts in the wind and snow for many years are fierce and full of the taste of death and life, the knife slash burst out with a strong spark on those shields, and the powerful blow made the Demacians behind the shields finally feel a trace of pressure.

"Didn't you sleep well?" Galen looked at it for a moment, then turned her gaze back, she wasn't really interested in the outcome of the aftermath.

A group of unarmored barbarians, no matter how fierce the momentum is, no matter how fierce the attack, is meaningless in the face of steel.

He even felt a little worried now, such a group of guys who only knew how to charge in the road, even with Svein, would not be able to win this war.

"The girl was sick and scared yesterday." Chen Senran shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly, obviously he had come after an arduous task of coaxing the little girl.

At this time, the barbarians who had been knocked into the air stood up again, picked up their long knives, and continued to charge, only this time their target was not the shield wall, but the flank of the shield wall, which they wanted to break through while their brother was in front of the high mountain.

At the moment when the barbarians activated, the originally quiet shield wall like a scarecrow that allowed those barbarians to wave the long knives in their hands and slash wildly until their hands were sore changed again.

The tightly closed shields suddenly opened a gap, and just when the barbarians thought that their attack had worked, and that the Demacians could not hold back and were ready to retreat, countless sharp spears stabbed out like poisonous snakes that had been lurking for a long time, and with a fierce bite, pierced the chests of those who were about to slash or had already slashed out.

Almost at the same moment, there was a neat "poof" sound in the air, as if it had pierced countless rotten peaches, and the juice splashed.

"Tear and pull—" retract the spear. Thousands of spears were withdrawn at the same time, without a single mud or water, smoothly like a knife cutting tofu.

"Plop—" Hundreds of barbarians fell with a bang, and they didn't even have time to let out a terrified roar, and their wild roars, which had resounded in the sky a moment ago, came to an abrupt end, and many of them died without looking at them.

"Brush—" Countless long rough knives plunged straight into the thick snow, and no one could pull them out and fight again.

"Zheng-" The shield wall closed again, and once again it was tightly sealed, and no one could tell that thousands of spears had burst out.

There was a moment of silence, and the barbarians, who had just lifted their footsteps, looked in amazement at their comrades who had fallen with a bang, and they opened their mouths wide, but did not shout, as if they could not believe that they were dead.

It wasn't until three breaths later that someone came to his senses, and he let out a low roar, but it didn't seem like a roar, more like some kind of whimper.

More whimpering sounded after that one, and all the surviving savages let out a low roar at the same time, like the grief of a pack of wolves seeing the sudden death of another pack of wolves hunting together.

Instead of charging forward, they silently dragged the corpses of their comrades and began to retreat.

In the first wave of impact, the flesh of the barbarians was lost to the sophisticated and brutal steel battle array.

Galen did not order the pursuit, nor did he waste the remaining arrows, this result was expected by him, and for these headless and brainless fellows who only knew how to charge, defeat was doomed.

"Looks like your sister isn't that smart." Although Chen Senran was late, those corpses that fell with a bang were enough to prove what a stupid decision those barbarians of the Snow Mountain Alliance had made before.

To use such a rabble with nothing but momentum against the regular army of Demacia is obviously an act of seeking death.

"No, Zhuang Senni should have been forced too." Galen shook his head and refuted Chen Senran's words, "As far as I know, the current Snow Mountain Alliance is dominated by the Zhuang Senni family, and it is impossible for her to let her own people come up and shed blood for no reason, and there is not a trace of Noxians in their army, even if they are ordinary soldiers, so this is definitely what she was forced to come to consume with us." ”

"Svein used this group of barbarians as cannon fodder." Galen eventually came to this conclusion. This is also the reason why he did not order the pursuit, he did not want to have a meaningless consumption before the Noxians appeared.

"So you're waiting for the Noxians to make a move?" Ash watched the group of soldiers of the Snow Mountain Alliance slowly retreating with the bodies of their comrades in tow, until they had crossed the three-hundred-yard dividing line and her eyes met that were also watching them.

"Yes." Galen nodded, and swung his dreadnought greatsword again, and the wind blew through the blade again, and the humming sound was like the sound of a horn rushing to the sky, "Originally, if Karthhas was not exposed, I was going to show weakness, but now, since the other party thinks that we still don't know that Karthas knows that Karthas exists, I will take them by surprise and strike first." ”

With another swing of his blade, the shield wall began to move slowly, stepping past the corpses of the Snow Mountain Alliance people who had too late to take it with them, extending the battle line below the Tableland Heights.

Three hundred yards is no longer a safe distance.

The main dish is about to be served.

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Sleep to go......

Good night everybody.