Under the gaze of countless pairs of eyes, the fat man in hideous armor slowly raised his right hand, "Target 80 meters, salvo!" The fat man's voice was as cold as a knife, full of neutrality, his face under the black helmet was cold, and the rumored black pupils flashed with sharp light,

"Brush"

The 15,000 steppe cavalry neatly faced the sky, raised the powerful compound bow in their hands, and with a sound of minus, the bowstrings of tens of thousands of oxen building horns were released from the calloused fingers given to the steppe cavalry.

Whew, the bowstring bounced back from the half-moon strongly, still unabated and sent out a trembling afterimage, and the arrows flew from the shooter's hands and feet like meteors to the sky overhead, like a waterfall of streamers rising from the horizon, crossing a graceful arc in the air, climbing upward, covering the sky and the sun,

"Quick, shield wall!" There was tension in the Brace army, and the soldiers raised the shields in their hands in a panic under the loud command of the officer, and used huge tower shields to form a solid steel wall, and everyone tried their best to retract their bodies into the range that the shield could cover, like a huge turtle shell, the joint of the tower shield full of water chestnuts is the dividing line of this huge turtle shell, tightly sealed, leaving no room for anything,

Everyone was waiting, waiting for the arrows above their heads to fall, "Brush, brush!" A sound like a rainstorm falling to the ground unexpectedly came from the front, and everyone's breathing came to a halt at this moment,

When the sound stopped, the Brace people found through their shields that the target of the other party's dense arrow rain turned out to be a flat ground thirty meters in front of the Brace army's formation, and the white tail clusters of countless arrows were like endless Baise flowers, which filled the earth, trembling slightly in the wind, although they knew that the opponent's cavalry was a long-range archery cavalry, the generals of the Brace army were still gasped by the scene in front of them, "What's the matter? Is this a declaration of war?" The old and sturdy Duke of Brace, Jasguru, frowned, and even felt a hint of anger, as if he was behaving in defiance of the proud defensive formation of the Bresse people.

"It's not good."

The fat man looked at the Bresse man in the distance, who was a little dazed. The corners of his mouth turned up slightly, according to his vision, he could naturally see the weakness of this military formation, the opponent's defense was really good, but the military formation that gave up the counterattack power and put all the strength on the defense was simply pediatric for the Falcon Army, and after finding out the weakness of the opponent's military formation, the fat man's hand was raised again. A creaking sound of wooden axles came from behind him,

"What's that!"

There was an irrepressible commotion among the soldiers in the Brace Army, and they saw countless large equipment with a cold metallic luster, pushed up from behind by the opposing party in rows, and a full fifty large ballistae dedicated to legion warfare were lined up at the feet of the fat man, and bundles of huge metal arrows were unloaded from the horses of the steppe cavalry behind by the crossbow chariots,

"Upper Special Arrow"

The fat man waved his hand to the crossbow rider behind him, who was placing the cluster of arrows into the crossbow slot.

Clusters of arrows made of stainless steel were placed into the slot, and a black barrel was tied to the front of the cluster, and an ignition coil about one meter long coiled up from the tail of the cluster. Finally, it is connected to the black wooden barrel, like a large rocket firework,

The bowstring of the "squeak" ballista, pulled apart by a lever. The crossbow rider stood beside him with a torch used to light the medicine message, and the fifty-door ballista cart equipped with special arrows condescendedly and stared at the Bresse people who were crowded together.

This is the trump card of the battle that the fat man has been hiding, hiding fifty large ballista cars in the high-speed maneuver of the cavalry cluster, I am afraid that no one will think that the fat man, the northwest barbarian king, constantly arranges cavalry to attack from all sides in O'acha is just a way to confuse the other party's vision, strike at the weakness of the alliance, force it to be scattered internally, fight separately, lose trust in each other, and then use negotiations to contain several powerful powers,

In this way, the real goal of this central campaign can be easily disguised, the Duchy of Bresie,

The Duchy of Bress is the first of the second-tier countries in the northwest, second only to Denia, Southend, and the former Duchy of Normandy in terms of strength, and geographically it is tightly guarded on the road from Nesta to the south.

In terms of military strategy, the Duchy of Brace is a sharp sword hanging over the head of the Nysta region, once a full-scale war breaks out, the Duchy of Breth is the bridgehead for the enemy to launch a war against the Normandy region, and if the fat man wants to use the Nysta region as a springboard to form a military suppression force on the entire coastal area, the biggest obstacle is also this strong people, strong combat power of the Principality of Breis,

Just as Brandenburg is the node of the strategic initiative between the north and the south, the node connecting the north and the south of the northwest coast is the Duchy of Bresie! Open it, the southern army and the central army, which have already embarked from the south of Salander and the south of Nord, can no longer transit from Normandy, and directly from Antoros, which is the central hub, to O'acha in the central northwest without any worries, greatly shortening the time for the army to reassemble and set off again, so as to truly achieve comprehensive control of the entire northwest coast.

"Target, enemy in front!" the fat man said coldly, "Continuous fire!"

Fifty ballista carts equipped with special arrow clusters made a deafening whistling sound at the same time, and dozens of steel arrow clusters penetrated deeply into the military formation of the Brace people with strong momentum, and dozens of crossbow arrows smashed on the hard turtle shell without any suspense.

"Snap" The steel tower shield was torn apart on the spot, pieces of iron flew sideways, and the soldiers behind let out a heavy muffled snort, and flesh and blood flew sideways, like knocking a huge hole in the tortoise shell of the Bracens,

The "boom" fire light mixed with black smoke rose hungry day, and the huge fire light was like countless light shields that exploded from the periphery of the Brace army formation, and the billowing heat wave that rose up swept the soldiers around into a whirlpool of air, and with a snort rippled in all directions, the broken limbs and flesh and blood, mixed with the firelight, exploded into the sky, and scattered in the air like raindrops on the heads of the Bresse people who were already in chaos below

Boom, boom...... Waves of smoke enveloped most of the military formation, turning it into a world filled with gunpowder. In the smoke of gunpowder, the fire caused by the explosion was so vivid in the semi-dark red dusk,

In the smoke of gunpowder, the dense queue of the Bresse people was pushed down in rows, just like the thatch of a hurricane, and it seemed that they stepped on a huge tuyere at the same time, and countless objects flew up and flew high into the sky.

Then it fell in an irregular curve under the gaze of the crowd, shattering the remains of the soldiers' corpses, the entire shields that were blown up and twisted and deformed, the broken spears, and countless dust and gravel. It was a huge tower shield of the Brace infantry as a sign of courage, like leaves flying in the air waves of explosions, fluttering lightly, making various turns in mid-air, smashing into the damp and soft earth.

"Oh my God, what the hell is this!"

The Brace people were completely frightened, and the first round of fire from the other side wiped off most of the outskirts of the so-called impregnable Bresse army formation, and at least a thousand of the bravest soldiers were injured or killed in the inexplicable explosion, and the outside of the Bresse army formation had begun to commotion. The soldiers' faces turned pale with fright, and in a series of hellish explosions, the steel tower shields were simply defenseless,

"Bastard!" Duke Jasguru's eyes were bloodshot, and he tried to rush out alone several times, but was stopped by his subordinates,

This is not a battle, this is a massacre, and even the most mentally resilient Bresse warriors were pushed to the brink of a nervous breakdown by the tragic situation in their eyes, and they found that the other party could completely ignore the storage of the shield.

In order to completely annihilate the military strength of the Bresse people, the fat man spared no expense, and had sent the navy to secretly transport a thousand special arrows to Normandy a month ago.

For example, now, the fat man is a little complaining about the consumption rate of special arrows,

This is not a simple commodity like a crude oil bomb, simple processing can be used, the cost is cheap, it is not distressing to use, and it can occasionally be sold to other countries to make some extra money, special arrows are a high-end product, from manufacturing to preservation and transportation, extremely strict conditions are required, the biggest problem is that the cost, in the eyes of the fat man, this weapon is burning money, and it is still very difficult to promote it to the battle on a large scale.

"It's better to be a crude oil bomb!" The fat man looked at the fire that exploded in the distance, and smashed his mouth with some nostalgia, completely ignoring the crying father and mother of the Brace army being hit by special arrows, the wolf bèi was unbearable,

"If you don't want to die, rush forward!"

Desperate, the Bresse finally gave up their stupid defense, because of the mass death of the commander, the soldiers blindly charged in the direction of the place, and in the row after row of terrible arrows were constantly fired,

"Stop them!" the fat man looked indifferent, and Besukaya, who was dressed as a little maid next to her, turned pale, and the cruelty of war frightened her, and sometimes, killing and being killed was a shocking blood

"Originally targeted, shoot!"

Countless steppe cavalrymen wearing leather caps have already opened their bowstrings with the password, and the dense white arrow clusters formed by the round shooting just now are like a huge target, reminding the steppe cavalry in a striking way,

Countless clusters of arrows spread over the sky again with the bowstring, obscuring the color of the sky, falling like a waterfall of metal rain of death, and the Brace infantry who had just stepped into the white area were like being slammed by a large hand that was invisible from the front, and their bodies leaned back, and countless sharp wolf's teeth and arrows pierced their bodies from the oblique angle, and a wail, and human blood stained the earth red,

In the face of the rapid fire of the steppe cavalry, the Brace soldiers, who had lost the protection of the military formation, fell in pieces, even if a hundred people exchanged each other's lives, their fallen corpses piled up in the white area, and many of the corpses were looking at the enemy at a distance of 100 meters with angry eyes.

In their sad gaze, the other party was completely with a calm and comfortable look, helping them name them one by one. (To be continued......)