Thundered......

The sound of a mighty wave rushing sounded from the camp in front of the Red Attack phalanx, and a team of cavalry wearing black heavy armor ran directly through the gate of the camp, like a hideous mobile war fortress, and a large number of heavy cavalry ran towards the advancing Red attack phalanx. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

It was a heavy cavalry of "hyena people", and their mount was not a light and nimble ground bird, nor a galloping war horse, but a wild boar the size of a small house.

The bulky boar nature does not make it a nimble and mobile light cavalry, but with thick armor, these galloping behemoths become battlefield bulldozers, sharp fangs and fearless charges of wild boars capable of cutting through any infantry formation.

"Infantry Nightmare" Saddam Hussein's proud thunderstorm heavy cavalry, the crazy hyena man's blue skin under the fierce face is full of excitement.

"Charge, charge, knights, crush them, gouge through them!"

Dadaba, the commander of the thunderstorm heavy cavalry, howled excitedly, wielding the war hammer in his hand, Dadaba was like a wild boar in heat, and his fangs protruded and his slightly hideous beast face was full of madness.

He looked excitedly at the solid battle shields of the heavy infantry in front of him, these battle formations like copper walls were enough to suppress anyone, but listening to the galloping sound of heavy cavalry that made the earth tremble, Dadaba seemed to have seen him chisel through the enemy's copper coin iron wall.

The movement of the Western Army Group garrison soon attracted the attention of the surrounding garrisons.

"Lord Erren, do you think that this time the southern orcs who don't know whether they are alive or dead can survive two back and forth under the Storm Thunder Cavalry?" On a high ground to the west of the camp, a thin orc figure was standing there, and there were several orcs beside him, these people were from the same Western Army garrison in the west, they were mercenaries of the Phantom Alliance, but at this moment, they were watching from the wall like spectators.

"It shouldn't be able to hold on, the south doesn't provide a plain for large-scale cavalry charges, and these southerners are afraid that they have never seen the power of the thunderstorm cavalry crushing through," said one of the buriest orcs among the many figures, taking in the scene in the distance, and he was obviously not optimistic about Wang Xiaotian's army.

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"Heavy cavalry, no wonder there is capital arrogance, let Tucci's armor-piercing crossbow prepare, I will teach them what sharp arrows are. With a sneer, Wang Xiaotian looked at the huge heavy cavalry and ordered.

Indeed, in the era of cold weapons, the heavy cavalry was indeed a nightmare for the infantry, there was no thick enough defense line to consume physical strength, and the heavy cavalry with sufficient physical strength only needed to charge, and after a few times of chiseling back and forth, any infantry battle formation would collapse.

"Collapse, collapse, collapse!"

Hundreds of large, piercing arrows tore through the air, and the dull sound of the bow was like a deadly magic sound, and these massive armor-piercing arrows were nothing compared to the rain of arrows that roared across the sky.

However, these specially crafted armor-piercing bows have a very clever mechanical design, and the large arrows that burst out after several layers of mechanical bite rotate to create a flow of air that can tear everything apart, and the spiral design and special firing method also reduce their rate of fire.

The armor-piercing arrows that these light cavalry could dodge were designed to restrain heavy and bulky units.

"Bang!"

Like a watermelon bursting, a hyena heavy cavalry charging at the forefront was shot by an oncoming cluster of arrows, the powerful impact and the plate armor that was enough to resist ordinary arrows due to the heavy principle of inertia did not play its due role, the powerful force directly shattered his head, and even the remaining impact force caused his body and mount to be lifted and pushed back several meters.

Bang! Bang!

The king of the battlefield, the romance of men, the powerful class of troops that do not need any micro-manipulation - heavy cavalry, like a paper tiger in front of everyone's eyes, was torn to pieces by hundreds of armor-piercing arrows, and when a dull explosion sounded, those cavalry that was enough to give any land arm a headache were like lining up for artillery battles, and their brains were splashed one by one.

In the eyes of the entire battlefield, the army from the south only reaped the heavy cavalry of the War Demon King with just a sharp rain of arrows, and at this time, the distance between the Red attack team and the head was less than 100 meters, and almost instantly, the pride of this Saddam Hussein was completely shattered.

Dead.

In addition to the dull sound of shattering on the battlefield, only the neat footsteps of the advancing phalanx remained.

"Ahh

A shrill exclamation broke the dreary atmosphere, and it turned out that, after the thunderstorm heavy cavalry attacked, a group of light cavalry like rats rushed out from the camp on the left, and each warrior of this force was armed with an iron longbow.

This is the spiked cavalry of the Spike Mercenary Group, the strange figure, the strong mobility, this kind of cavalry riding rats, they are notorious in the Northern Wilderness, this is a force that bullies the weak and fears the hard, but with its fierce riding and archery skills, it is extremely feared.

At this moment, the captain of the spike brigade who still wanted to follow Saddam's thunderstorm to clean up the mess and pick up cheap spikes turned purple because of excessive nervousness, and he screamed in horror like a humiliated woman.

"Tomahawk throw, spear front!

Looking at the spiked cavalry who were about to retreat, Red didn't want to order the soldiers of the second order to throw their tomahawks, these sturdy orcs who had been selected to be able to take on the shield heavy infantry when necessary, and the tomahawks they threw with all their might were comparable to a salvo of powerful crossbows.

"If you come, you have to leave some price!"

The whistling tomahawks inflicted heavy losses on the spiked cavalry, who had no time to turn around because of the heavy cavalry, and the sharp tomahawks were like giants' blades that split everything, and some of the soldiers who charged forward were even split in half with their mounts.

After the tomahawk was thrown, Red attacked the square without stopping at all, and rushed directly into the opponent's camp, and the terrifying spear shield array made the orcs blocking in front of him like leeks, harvested one by one.

"Steady, steady! Prepare to organize a counterattack, damn it, what's going on in the rear?"

Just as Saddam Hussein roared and prepared to organize a second wave of counterattacks, some of the mercenary groups that had retreated in a hurry were blocked by Bill's Third Banner Regiment, which was armed with crossbows and bayonets, and drove these mercenary regiments back as if driving cattle and sheep.

Not only that, Bill, who keenly grasped the fighter plane, was like an assassin, and let his soldiers stab him in the back once, and he withdrew after the stab, without dragging mud and water at all, and he was not greedy for merit, which made the already somewhat panicked camp even more panicked.

"My lord said! Give the allies a chance, and after the countdown of ten, everyone will put down their weapons! Otherwise, the army formation that continues to advance will crush everything!"

Red, who was on the rise of the kill, heard a heavy shout from behind, and the discipline of the ink blade to obey the order made him stop the pace of advancement, and at the same time, this sound also made the somewhat embarrassed Saddam Hussein breathe a sigh of relief.

In front of his camp, there was a phalanx of heavy infantry in a formation of attacking and advancing the attack, and there was a terrible long-range force in the rear, at most half an hour, the army like a bulldozer would raze most of the camp, and considering that this time the Gray Stone Alliance appeared in the form of reinforcements, Wang Xiaotian did not want to have a stalemate with a few hosts, so he decided to give this group of people a chance.

As the sun set, the chaos and wailing in the camp ruined the peaceful atmosphere of the sunset.

Bloody deterrence, when he first arrived in the north, Wang Xiaotian gave everyone a strong impression with his blood-stained war spear.