Section 491 Shooting
The person who came bent down and stretched out a hand to pull Shi Xin, who had escaped death, up from the ground.
This is a very large young man, especially when looking up from below, the sense of body weight is even more important. He wore the standard armor of the dragon officer, with a heavy cuirass and shoulder armor connected by belts, a waist and abdomen lined with soft chain mail, and a dozen blocky metal layers spliced together with steel wires on the outside. The design is new, with a soft lining made of cotton and fabric, which makes the armor comfortable to wear, and more importantly, lightweight, half as heavy as traditional models.
He has obsidian eyes and is very beautiful. The high bridge of the nose exudes majesty and balance. The facial contours conform to all the normal pattern of aesthetic views, and the facial features are combined to achieve surprisingly perfect proportions. This is simply impeccable, and it is impossible to describe it with a simple "handsomeness", and a few drops of blood splashed from the enemy's cheeks and forehead make it even more beautiful between pale and cruel.
ββ¦β¦ Temple, Your Highness......" Shi Xin suddenly became stammering and couldn't speak. At this moment, his heart was filled with great gratitude and shock. Shi Xin knew very well that if it weren't for Tianhao's sudden appearance, he would have turned into a lifeless corpse.
Tian Hao pulled the bolt of the gun with extremely skillful movements, withdrew the cartridge case, and casually took out a bullet from the canvas bag that was half-open at his waist and quickly refilled. This whole set of actions is smooth, and it dazzles the teacher. He noticed that the young regent's gun-wielding hands were calloused, indicating that the training time in normal times was by no means short, even more than that of ordinary soldiers.
"Be careful, these guys have drunk medicine and don't feel pain, so don't treat them as normal people, and hack them to death like crazy people."
Tianhao said lightly, raising his gun and aiming at a white halberd who pounced on the opposite side and pulled the trigger. This time it hit the opponent directly in the head, and the rifle bullet with a diameter of 35 mm corresponded to the proportions of the northern giant's body, which was an out-and-out shell for the white southerners. The fierce halberd hand didn't even have time to snort, the whole head exploded on the spot, and the flying shrapnel spread to the people nearby, but none of the halberd hands stopped, they still moved forward like brainless ants, and the moths rushed like fire.
Shi Xin struggled instinctively, wanting to pick up the battle knife and take the initiative to catch up, but was grabbed by Tianhao's arm and firmly dragged in place: "Don't fight so hard, you are not alone in this battle." Individual will is never equal to collective strength, and I appreciate a responsible and courageous young man like you, but you have to learn to be smarter. Remember, you are a commander, a general, not an ordinary soldier. β
These words felt very strange to Shi Xin. It's not that he doesn't understand the implications, but he's long believed that bravery is the best way to be allegiance. At this time, two medical soldiers ran forward, one picked up the freshly killed white corpse from the ground and stacked it, and the other helped the injured Shi Xin to sit down on this improvised "corpse stool". When the medics helped Shi Xin remove his leg armor and took out spirits and cotton wool to clean and bandage his wounds, Shi Xin realized that the two medics were women, and one of them was very beautiful. Although she wears dragon armor, it is clearly a special model created specifically for women. The fat and swollen breasts were squeezed out of the metal armor and deformed, and they had huge buttocks like a mountain of flesh.
All this is the standard of beauty recognized by the northern barbarians.
Tianhao stood still and continued to reload his bullets.
The dragon infantry brigade had followed, their rifles mixed in between the lion infantry, aiming at every target they had locked. The white halberders were simply unable to withstand such large-caliber bullets, and the thin armor could not provide even the slightest protection, and they were knocked backwards from the shock array, and almost all those who were shot died instantly. They died in a horrible state, with a radius of at least 15 centimeters at the point of the bullet, and some of the near-dead whose bodies were blown in two on the spot and their internal organs shattered.
The dragon medic who bandaged Shi Xin's wound was very careful, and the feeling of the bandage wrapped around his leg was a little itchy, but it was very comfortable. At such a close distance, Shi Xin could even smell the body odor emanating from the other party...... From the point of view of the civilized era, this is by no means a pleasant taste, but in the eyes of strong leo men, it is an important part of what constitutes feminine charm and beauty.
Shi Xin knew that now was not the time to think about that kind of thing, and his mind was only distracted for a moment. He looked straight ahead, at the white halberders who were fighting to the death under the attack of the allied forces of the two races, and said angrily and quite worriedly: "What kind of medicine did these white people drink, and they were not afraid of death one by one?" β
"Migaal Potion No. 44. Hehe...... You don't understand it. Tianhao quickly glanced at the several guards who rushed to his side and quickly formed a protective circle, and smiled faintly: "Although white people don't hurt, it doesn't mean that they are not afraid of death." Rush up and deal with them in the most ferocious way possible to show them that they are powerful. I'd like to see if these white-skinned fellows are willing to shed their last drop of blood for their king and lord! β
The Dragons' Praetorian Legion is a formidable force, and this elite force composed entirely of veterans has completely changed the tide of the battle when it enters the battlefield. They were armed with rifles far more advanced than those of whites, and the destructive effects of large-caliber bullets were even more appalling. As Tianhao said, not feeling pain does not mean that he is not afraid of death, especially when he sees the tragic death of his companions around him, and then looks at the more and more sparse array on his side due to the large number of war dead, anyone will retreat.
The Marquis of Elken stood on the watchtower and stamped his feet in a hurry, desperate to open his mouth and swear.
Although the battle came suddenly, the army of the Plantagenet Kingdom was not without a chance of victory. Migaal's Potion No. 44 worked very well, at the cost of a large number of musketeers killed outside the camp, and the officers in the rear gathered in time and lined up a dense array of halberders. They took the drug, which lasted for at least four hours. But now, in less than half an hour, the counterattack array has been rushed by the northern giants and scattered.
It all started when the army of black-armored giants joined the battle. The original giant army was equipped with cold weapons, and although they had the advantage in hand-to-hand combat, the desperate counterattack of the halberd hand was quite effective, and there were even signs of counterpressure on the battle line.
There were too few sources of information about the northern giants, and the Marquis of Elken was not as curious about alien cultures as the Duke of Flamal. He was not interested in dealing with savage and ignorant giants, so naturally it was impossible for him to know the difference between the dragon, tiger and lion clans.
Black armor is standard for the Dragon Praetorian Legion. Their larger-than-life physique allows them to carry this weight without causing them to travel too slowly. The artillery in the distance kept firing extended, and as the dense array of halberders was breached, the battle turned into a one-sided slaughter.
A lion warrior slashed the shoulder of a white opponent with a long knife, but the fierce halberd grabbed the hilt of the knife and gritted his teeth fiercely. After a moment of stalemate, the lion warrior simply let go of the handle of the knife, pulled out the dagger, and stabbed it towards the opponent's left eye, and the sharp tip of the knife directly squeezed the eyeball, the sharp tip of the knife shattered the brain, and the white halberd hand suddenly stiffened, he opened his mouth, there was no pain but he clearly felt that life was rapidly draining, and he was heading towards the deepest part of the darkness of death.
Shi Xin did not withdraw from the battle, he chased after him with a thousand heavy infantry. Although the Leons are not as strong as the Pigs, there is no shortage of tall warriors. These leon hoplites were selected elites, and they wore two layers of heavy armor, and even the armor at the wrists was twenty millimeters thick. They had only one weapon, and that was a long-handled warhammer made of stainless steel.
Through the telescope, the Marquis of Elken saw a halberd being struck in the head by a warhammer. The poor soldier's whole body immediately shrunk a little, as if a huge collider had crushed down from the top of his head, compressing his entire body in an instant, squeezing out the excess loose parts.
His skull had been blown out, and his vertebrae had at least five disjoints. Sen's white bones had broken inside the body, tearing the muscle layer with uncontrollable force and exposing it to the air, and the bright red bone marrow could be seen, and the body tissue that had been dragged and poked out from the edge of the broken bones could be seen.
Halberds are synergistic with each other. Seeing that his companion was attacked and died tragically, the rest of the halberders gathered in this direction, and suddenly five halberds were aimed at the heavy infantryman.
The burst of gunfire rang out again, and the three halberders were beaten into piles of minced flesh by the furious rain of bullets, and the remaining two were dealt with by the leon heavy infantry aloneββββ he first smashed the nearest halberd hand with a blow of the hammer, and the man screamed and was beaten into a "V" from the waist, and his pelvis was shattered. The other was pushed to the ground by the lion infantryman's left hand, and he smirked and lifted the hammer with one hand, high above his head, like a tyrannical child with a temper tantrum dealing with a toy he didn't like, smashing all the unpleasant parts of the opponent's body until the flesh was blurred, and the complete three-dimensional body completely turned into a two-dimensional plan.
Elken's eyes were bloodshot and bright red.
"Come on, you goddamn idiots, give it to me!"
"Why didn't the musketeers attack together? Why have the follow-up troops not been put into battle until now? β
"Those officers down there are fucking stupid pigs! Why didn't they organize soldiers to fight back? I'm going to hang them, I'm going to hang them! β
The Marquis of Elken did not understand that the main force of the Plantagenet Dynasty led by himself was at least half a million people. On the opposite side, these northern giants who rushed into the camp were no more than 30,000, and although follow-up reinforcements were still pouring in, in terms of numbers, their side still had an absolute advantage.
The battle was completely one-sided, which was simply intolerable in the eyes of the Marquis of Elken. You can't beat it one-on-one, but why don't you use your brains? Three to one, or even five to one, I don't believe that the northern giants can be so brave that they can kill all the white warriors in their way.
The array of halberders and musketeers has long proven to be the best combination. Migal Elixir No. 44 was also developed specifically for halberd hands, and has a satisfying effect. However, the giant's attack completely disrupted everything, and it was difficult for the panicked white officers to organize a counterattack at such a time, and even the centralized formation of the halberd array was a fluke. It's not that they didn't do their best, but the northern giant's attack was too long and wide, not only the Marquis of Elken saw this section, but the entire northern direction of the camp was attacked, and almost everywhere was in a hurry. Under such circumstances, it is difficult to organize a large-scale counterattack force, and it can only be used as many as it wants, forming a tactic that is almost ineffective in refueling.
The adjutant hurried up to the tower, bloodstained and with heavy gasps, he reported to the Marquis of Elken in a dejected breath: "...... Lord Qiyu, just ...... As soon as we got the news, the Giant Cavalry had broken through the outer line of defense and had made a detour back to our backs...... Immediately order a retreat! β
"What?" The Marquis of Elken was like a lightning strike, and his whole person suddenly became confused.
He knew that the giants had cavalry troops. Regardless of the previous wars or this capture of the Lock Dragon Pass, Erken has seen the giant war horse. Aside from its herbivorous habits, it's a giant beast that must be looked up to. In terms of mobility and speed, the giant cavalry outnumbered the white cavalry by too much. As for combat effectiveness...... Just look at the array of halberd hands in front of you, which has been completely defeated and still has no effect after taking special potions, you know what a terrifying crushing force it will be.
If Viscount Moneo was the commander-in-chief, he would definitely not hesitate to give the general retreat order immediately. His excellent military prowess always showed its value at such times.
The Marquis of Elken is different, he has more and more complex issues to consider.
In the era of civilization, there was a classic saying that everyone could blurt out: Before the soldiers and horses move, the grain and grass go first.
This phrase also became part of the genetic memory and was well known by white Southerners.
The Plantagenet Kingdom dispatched an army of 700,000 this time, plus logistics and transportation personnel, for a total of more than 1.2 million. Although the age of gunpowder has been entered, the means of transport for armies are still the same as they were hundreds of years ago, livestock and manpower.
Viscount Moneo had an in-depth discussion with the Marquis of Elken on this issue. The large number of heavy vehicles slowed down the march, but they were an indispensable logistical support for maintaining the army's combat effectiveness. This is the reason why the Plantagenet Kingdom Expeditionary Force is divided into the vanguard corps and the main force. Without the Marquis of Elken leading the main force to supply all kinds of supplies in the back, Viscount Monio's vanguard army would not have been able to go that far.
For this operation, as early as in the country, the Marquis of Elken prepared 10,000 carts.