Tens of thousands of infantry, galloping from all directions, gathered together. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The number of infantry is so huge that it is so impressive that it is overwhelming. Ten thousand, twenty thousand, thirty thousand, endless infantry galloped unhurriedly.

The iron hooves roared, and the archers gradually entered the battlefield, boiling over the sky.

The iron hooves of thousands of archers and cavalry shook the earth, stretching for dozens of miles, like an earthquake, and even affected the area of the Green Legion.

"I order, attack on all fronts!"

In the end, Mo Yaheng's wild roar shook all the soldiers.

The overwhelming soldiers of the Black Legion pushed forward at dawn.

In the face of a battle with more and less fighting, Mo Yaheng has naturally experienced it and has rich experience, so he only needs to concentrate a little bit to defeat it.

However, if you take into account that the opponent has high-end forces, you need to divide the troops into three ways, start the attack from three points, as long as one of the points successfully advances, and fully cooperate in the other two roads, so that the enemy will become a big rout.

"Order, spread out the defensive formation of the whole line!"

Thousands of infantry soldiers of the Green Legion are divided into three lines of defense to defend against enemy attacks from the left, center, and right lines.

Originally, Gladys could deploy dozens of defensive modes in turn to defend and defeat the attacker, but it was really insufficient.

It is difficult for a good woman to cook without rice.

And at a commanding height outside the base camp, the cavalry of the Blue Legion is eyeing the tiger, ready to attack at any time.

The earth trembled, and tens of thousands of troops gathered on the front line, about to start a battle of blood and fire.

The front-line generals let out a high-pitched shout: "Forward!"

The 1,000 heavy infantry under his command were advancing at the forefront, and they howled with blood: "Forward! Forward!"

"Ready!" The roar spread from the Blue Legion's defensive line, gradually rolling out the only twenty magic bed crossbows.

Mo Yaheng saw the reaction of the other side, smiled coldly, and waved his hand gently. In the blink of an eye, a greater number of trebuchets and bed crossbows were rolled out in an orderly manner.

After round of bombardment, countless boulders of hundreds of catties were thrown out.

Like rain from the sky, it fell from the sky and bombarded countless soldiers of the Blue Legion in front of them or in battle formations. In a blink of an eye, the total number of casualties on both sides approached thousands.

As the Black Legion pressed forward desperately against the fire, bed crossbows, magic, and various heavy crossbows quickly began to fire at each other.

All kinds of war tools are powerful, and before they have time to contact the battle, the two sides have already suffered a lot of battle losses.

The shocking casualties made Gladys's hair blow up, and she almost couldn't help but send out the elemental realm to clean up. However, everyone knows that if you use the element master, it will become a battle of the element powerhouse in minutes, and it will easily affect a large number of soldiers.

This kind of tough battle in the field is actually the most painful, the most difficult, and the most casualty.

Countless trebuchets and bed-heavy crossbows, large and medium-sized war tools, all have a range of about 4,000 meters at every turn, and this is the key to causing the extremely tragic attack on the field battle. The number was small, and before they could hit the enemy lines, they were all dead.

But fortunately, this is the wizarding world, and there is a magic shield as a weapon of war, which can play an unimaginable role in the wild station.

But the magic scroll is too expensive for every legion to be able to afford, and the magician's own magic power alone is simply a drain on life.

Even if it was a very surplus Blue Legion, the moment the war of attrition began, the number of magic scrolls consumed made her feel a little painful.

A new recruit who has not been replenished for a long time has experienced this kind of tragic battle for the first time, and the people in front of him and behind him are almost shot or killed by magic in waves of attacks.

This recruit's legs were all weak, and even a third-order warrior peed his pants while seeing a comrade-in-arms being shot in the head by a bed crossbow!

Looking at the frantic assault of the light infantry in front, it also ushered in the heavy crossbows and the overwhelming rain of arrows in the front. The front-line generals frantically urged their subordinates: "Charge, keep up with the charge!"

In Mo Yaheng's sneer, the front-line general's face turned pale and he came to the field in person, under his leadership, his subordinates frantically covered in heavy armor and attacked, and the earth seemed to tremble with fear.

500 meters, 300 meters......

On the way to charge, the corpses of countless assaulting light infantry were either pierced or pierced into hedgehogs by the rain of arrows, and they were lying on the land with blood flowing like this. Someone who was not dead let out a miserable howl and stretched out his hand: "Help me, save me!"

At this time, no one will save them, even if they raise their hands. But they can only harden their hearts, their task is to storm and break into the enemy's defenses!

Led by the front-line generals personally, the first desperate and frantically rushed to the enemy's defensive line, swept with a knife in anger, burst out with knife qi, and killed all the enemy troops within a radius of five meters.

When he looked back, there were only more than 600 of his 1,000 direct subordinates left. In the short charge road, nearly half of them fell.

Sergeants from other units, more killed and wounded.

Terrible!

The white-knuckle battle began, and the black legion of more than 10,000 people fought to the death with the remaining more than 1,500 green legions.

On the three fronts of the east, west and central, a total of 30,000 troops were dispatched to attack on the whole line, but only 20,000 soldiers could rush to the first line of defense of the Blue Army alive!

At least 715,000 people fell on the short 8,000-meter charge.

Thousands of meters on the battlefield line, corpses are strewn all over the field.

The 6,000 Green Legion that was still alive had 2,000 men on each of the three lines of defense, and although they had killed considerable enemies on the most difficult charging route of the Black Legion, they had also lost more than 1,000 of their own.

Rao had the help of the magic scroll provided by the princess, and the first line of defense was only under the contact of the Black Legion, and it immediately collapsed.

The order had to be given to retreat to the second lane.

Under the magical cover of a few elemental mages, only more than 800 Blue Legions retreated alive, and the rest fell on the most tragic front line.

The combat effectiveness of the Blue Legion is quite impressive. Mo Yaheng looked down indifferently, without the slightest emotional fluctuation, and bowed his head slightly, recognizing Gladys's ability.

"Legion Commander, are we slowing down, the casualties on the front line are too tragic. One of the generals cried, pleading.

At the moment of the attack, the Black Legion had lost more than 10,000 people, which was even harder than fighting with the barbarians, and it was also the first time in the history of the Black Legion that it had lost so many troops.

Mo Yaheng glanced at such a general coldly, without words.

"I see, Legionnaire. The general was shaken, and with a sense of sorrow, he turned to fight.

"Gladys, we can't stand this kind of loss, so what about you? In this war, there is only one war, there is no after, there is no then. If we do not break through your defenses, we will die. Mo Yaheng looked in the direction of the princess and muttered to himself.

It is true that he is the commander of the kingdom, but he is also the son of the Grand Duke of Transvager. It is not surprising that the Black Legion, in fact, has always been funded by the Council of Nobles and has become the sword and axe in their hands.

"This battle will end before dawn, Gladys, and our dear Princess Sylvia, and I will give you a glorious death. ”