() Maximizing the enemy's defeat in a defensive battle with a rain of arrows, and then following in the footsteps of the enemy's retreat, was the trick of Candal Hoover, the commander of the "King's Exemplary", and he did so now, and defeated the Medin army as quickly as before, if not for the sudden resumption of a second wave of all-out attacks.

Hoover was puzzled, the enemy's tactics were completely out of order, the formation had not yet been reorganized, the wounded soldiers had not yet been bandaged, and under the cover of no ranged weapons and auxiliary magic, they turned around like mad dogs and counterattacked, such an oil-adding attack was reckless and irresponsible, and it was impossible to see what effect it could have except to force the Sealand army back to its original position, but Duke Hoover felt faintly uneasy in his heart.

Once again, a rain of terrifying arrows reigned on the battlefield, and the soldiers of the Mei Army, who were brutally urged by the officers, chose the latter between a glorious death and a humiliating escape, but they would soon regret their choice. Behind each attacking Mei army squadron, there is a detachment of crossbowmen, the biggest difference between these crossbowmen and other soldiers around them is that they are all wearing bright armor, neat formation, calm expressions, at first glance are veterans who have experienced a hundred battles, and the "eight-winged golden eagle" badge on the left chest of the armor is not obvious, but the crossbowmen in the hands of these crossbowmen are not aimed at any enemy soldier, but their comrades......

"Don't retreat! Execute the traitor!" Under the strict order of the commander, the crossbowmen of the Mei army pulled the plate machine, and the infantry, who retreated because they could not withstand the dense bows and arrows of the Sealamers, just turned around and ushered in the sharp arrows shot from their own positions, and in this screaming one after another, the soldiers facing the formation were like harvested wheat, falling in large areas, and many people died without understanding why their comrades would kill themselves.

A terrible massacre took place on the plains of Sauron, where the soldiers who defended their homeland were slaughtered by arrows from both sides, and their bones were like mountains and rivers of blood. In just two minutes, one squadron of the motley army completely disappeared from the world, and there was not a single survivor, half of them fell in the way of the charge, and the other half became disgraced "traitors" and were shot by friendly troops.

But the Iron Arm often worked wonders, and these overseers, who were improvised cameos by seasoned crossbowmen, played their part, and the rout of the troops was curbed. It's all death anyway, and it's better to be a hero than to be a traitor. Already in despair for survival, the Medin soldiers rushed to the position of the "King's Exemplar" with even more fanatical momentum, and many of them learned the way to survive in a desperate situation, throwing their spears at the Sealand positions as they charged, disrupting the rhythm of the enemy's firing, and then picking up the weapons of their fallen comrades in front of them and continuing to sprint.

Eventually, the Sealand were saturated with arrows, and the first to be embedded in the Sealand army positions were the two incomplete squadrons of the "Emerald" Legion, and it was not long before the "Flash Cloak" also broke through the southern flank of the Sealand defenses, and the Mei army, who had successfully survived the arrow formation, armed with short knives and spears, engaged in a close and desperate struggle with the Sealand soldiers who held their positions.

"The reserves are going to fill the gap. Don't mess around, these Messi people are rookies who have never been on the battlefield, and they don't even have the qualifications to lick your shoes, and the two of them cooperate with each other to beat them back...... Hold on to the west, the enemy is attacking from the north and south, and the enemy must not be allowed to come near from the west!" the commander of the legion, Duke Hoover, gave the order and boosted his morale.

At the same time, there was also a soft magical light in Sealand's position, and the military priests in the "King's Paragon" finally joined the battle, although they were only 7 people, they used magic to cast a large range of blessing light magic, and the blessed Western soldiers were fatigued and relieved, and they were more concentrated on the battle.

Even if the enemy is outnumbered, a certain proportion of casualties are inevitable, but under such a trend, as long as the lineup can be maintained, it is not difficult to completely annihilate these enemies; but Duke Hoover's uneasiness in his heart has become more and more intense, and so far, the enemy's greatest combat strength, the "eight-winged golden eagle", is still holding its ground, which makes the old knight swallow.

In the distance, on the command platform of the "Eight-winged Golden Eagle", although everything was carried out as planned, the excessively high casualty rate still made the face of General Bretton, the commander of the "Eight-winged Golden Eagle", quite ugly.

"Report!" The two captains of Emerald and Glitter Cloak, as well as other synergistic lords, said that the enemy's arrow array was too fierce and the troops were suffering heavy losses, and they wanted to withdraw for a while. "An adjutant rode to the front of the command station on a fast horse and reported to General Bretton the situation of the friendly forces.

"Tell the two legionnaires and the lords, never retreat! Tear the Sealander's position apart for me at any cost!" said Briton to the herald in a somewhat hoarse voice.

"Yes. The adjutant reined in his horse's head and left in a righteous manner.

"Wait a minute!" the herald's mount had barely run more than 20 meters before Bretton stopped him: "Tell us that if any officer does not obey orders and is good at retiring from the army, regardless of his position, he will be treated as a traitor." ”

The adjutant took the order and left.

At this moment, a mysterious man shrouded in a gray cloak walked up to Bretton: "Your Excellency, why do you still want to watch from the sidelines? Our top priority is to kill Harun, not to entangle endlessly with the 'King's Exemplar'. ”

A sword glittering with cold light pointed at the mysterious man's neck. Bretton's forehead was bruised: "I don't remember hiring you as a staff officer, and if you talk more, your head and body will move." ”

Facing the sharp blade, the mysterious man did not panic, he gently pushed the blade away with his hand: "General, I am just reminding you not to underestimate the 'model of the king'." ”

"Hmph. Britton put his sword back in its scabbard, "It's not time to reveal your cards yet." ”

At this time, the mysterious man suddenly realized that more than a dozen carriages crossed the command platform and rushed out of the formation under the cover of more than 40 cavalrymen, heading towards the battlefield in the fighting. The mysterious man looked back, and sure enough, the four giant trebuchets standing on the position were nowhere to be seen.

"Are you going to ...... But haven't your allies been withdrawn yet?" the mysterious man was shocked by Bretton's brutal tactics, even if he wasn't from his own legion, but they were all compatriots in the same kingdom, and he really didn't care about accidentally injuring his allies?

"If today's sacrifice is the last drop of blood shed by the Kingdom of Medidin in this war, I don't care about bearing sin and infamy, even if I am nailed to the shame of history!" General Bretton did not waver.

At the same time, on the command platform of the main array of the "King's Paragon" opposite, Duke Hoover immediately noticed the movement of the carriage. He was very concerned about the "Eight-winged Golden Eagle" all the time, so he kept an eye on the movements of the "Eight-winged Golden Eagle". "Giant trebuchet, how could I let you present it?" Duke Hoover ordered, and a cavalry force of more than 200 people in the center of the main formation was ready to go, neatly raising the charging spears above their heads, and let out a cry of "Long live Sealand". The soldiers on the eastern flank of the "model of kings" automatically moved out of the way.

The cavalry was composed entirely of knights from the nobility, and Duke Hoover did not use this cavalry even though many parts of the line were killed by the besieging Madin army. Hoover had been on the march for many years, and when he saw the giant trebuchet, he knew that these terrible weapons were not just stopping him, he hid the cavalry to wait for the moment to come.

The more than 40 Maedin cavalry guarding the trebuchets also spotted the Sealand cavalry, armed with charge spears and lined up in a goose-shaped formation, rushing towards them. The warriors waved their weapons one after another, and rushed forward to meet the battle on their horses. Although these were not Caesar's cavalry, and their numbers were far less than the enemy's, they did not have any fear or hesitation for the sake of the land under their feet.

40 against 200, the results speak for themselves. The battle was over almost at the beginning. After a round of hedging, the spears of both sides were almost stuck into the armor of the opposing warrior. The Medin technicians, who were working, panicked when they saw that the convoy had been wiped out, abandoned the trebuchet, jumped into the vacant wagon, and fled back to their camp. The surviving Sealand cavalry did not pursue, but took water bags full of oil from their saddles, smashed them on trebuchets, soaked them in, and set them on fire.

During this time, the Eight-winged Golden Eagle did not make any move to reinforce or retake the trebuchets, and they watched as the Sealand cavalry finished their work and evacuated next to the corpses of their companions, but just as the four half-assembled giant trebuchets were caught in flames, something unexpected happened......

The "Boom ......" The burning giant trebuchet emitted a series of violent explosions, and the cavalry next to it was overturned by the company and the horses. The Medin had already stuffed the trebuchet with alchemical explosives, and nearly a thousand bottles of explosives exploded at the same time, and all the Sealand cavalry with a radius of more than 100 meters were swallowed up by the fireball, and less than a third of them were able to escape, and many knights and horses were wounded.

Duke Hoover's eyes were occupied by anger, and the other party deliberately exposed the trebuchet position, and also pasted more than 40 cavalry, which was actually to severely damage the elite cavalry unit of the "model of the king"?

However, although the cavalry of this side was heavily damaged, the opponent's trebuchet position was also lost, and without the feared trebuchet, the officers and men of the Western Army were considered to have fallen a big stone in their hearts, and the formation involuntarily shrank inward, forming a tight defense, and it was even more difficult for the Mei army besieging them to open the gap in the defensive line.

"Candal Hoover is really good, if I hadn't studied his case and summed up a little rule, I would definitely not take any advantage. General Bretton, who had achieved his goal, showed a slight look of joy, "But that's the end of your myth." Adjutant, launch the second phase of the operational plan. ”

"The second phase of the battle, do you still have a hand?" the mysterious man looked at Briton suspiciously, and he also wondered what good cards the general had to play after losing his trebuchet position.

Suddenly, from behind the position of the "eight-winged golden eagle", a sound of wings fluttering. Sixteen griffons soared into the air from unnoticed corners, carrying the knights behind them into the sky.

In this protracted war, almost all the air forces of the two warring countries were concentrated in the sky over the city of Paris, trying their best to fight for the air supremacy of the royal capital of Medin, every griffin, every air knight, is precious, and 16 griffons left the battlefield of Paris and joined the lineup of the "eight-winged golden eagle", presumably with the king's permission. But how much of a difference could there be to a vast, chaotic battlefield with only 16 griffons? The mysterious man looked at Bretton's back, he couldn't figure out what medicine was being sold in the gourd, but if he looked closer, he would be surprised to find that the 16 griffons were not armed at all.

The Sealand army also spotted the griffon's air horseman, with hundreds of archers, including the Cloudpiercer longbowmen, tightly surrounding the command platform. Griffon troops are usually used in melee battles to kill the opponent's high-ranking generals, so the actions of these archers are completely reasonable, but they have no idea that they will encounter an enemy who is contrary to common sense.

"Aim for me, and as soon as they attack range, shoot down!" said Duke Hoover, repeating over and over again. At this time, he was not worried about himself, but the crown prince Prince Harun beside him. If there were indeed traitors within the royal family, then the Maidin people must have known that the crown prince was in the "model of the king" army at this time, and these griffons were likely to come against the crown prince.

But what happened next was nothing anyone could have predicted. The air cavalry of the Mei army did not occupy a favorable height to throw javelins, because they did not bring them at all. They hung a dozen water bags on the backs of their griffons, filled with fuel, and the airriders set all the fuel on fire in the air, turning the griffons into a ball of fire. The griffon, burned by the flames, let out a terrible roar and slammed into the ground!

"Whoosh Whoosh ......" Seeing this, without waiting for the order of the legion commander, hundreds of archers had already released their bowstrings, and their sharp arrows swooped straight into the fireball that fell to the earth. However, even if the griffins and air horsemen were shot into hedgehogs, they smashed into the positions of the Western army with flames all over them, and the fuel flew everywhere, and the soldiers on both sides who were in the bloody battle around them immediately turned into burning men, screaming and running in all directions. The originally neat and orderly "Model of the King" formation was suddenly in chaos.

The purpose of sacrificing the trebuchet position was not to inflict heavy damage on Sealand's cavalry, but to deliberately destroy the Sealand cavalry, so that the enemy would feel that they would no longer be subjected to intensive attacks, so as to tighten the formation and create conditions for the suicide attack of their own griffin troops. The mysterious man felt a cold sweat on his back, and he couldn't imagine that in this country that is proud of chivalry, there is such a man who is reckless to achieve his goals, and he said with some palpitations: "I didn't expect you to be so vicious......"

"When it comes to evil, I'm nowhere near you? Our warriors died to defend their country, but you, who sent your soldiers to the brink of death for power. ”

With that, General Bretton stopped paying attention to the mysterious man. He drew his sword and shouted: "The soldiers of the 'Eight-winged Golden Eagle', as you can see, countless compatriots have returned to the embrace of the God of Light, but the blood of the warriors will not be shed in vain, and they are willing to die happily for the sake of the end of the invaders! What we must do now is to follow the path opened up by the sacrifices with their lives, and win the final victory in their place! The whole army is assaulted!"

"For the sacrificed warriors!"

A thunderous cry erupted from the position of the "Eight-winged Golden Eagle", shaking the land, and the most powerful legions of the Kingdom of Medin finally attacked......