In the swamp mire, in the ethereal damp mist. [No pop-up novel network]

A square-shaped military formation, quietly lurking in the bath.

There are some tall black armors on the periphery, patrolling back and forth.

The subtle changes in light and shadow made their figures taller and taller under this hazy color.

Half a mile away

The picture scanned by the city system was projected in front of Yang Hu's eyes.

Yang Hu looked at the equipment and armor on those soldiers, and the corners of his mouth appeared hideously: "This Nima is plagiarizing Lao Tzu's creativity." Wang Er Mazi, Liu Neng, Liu Yi are ready?"

"Roar"

The trio responded in a neat manner.

Yang Hu nodded and looked at Su Ziyu behind him: "Prepare with the formation, follow my people to charge, my soldiers take the lead, and you lead the formation to cut into their abdomen from the left side." ”

Su Ziyu secretly complained.

He had never seen a commander like Yang Hu.

What is the enemy's situation, what formation, whether there is backup, whether there is an ambush, he doesn't know anything, he has to charge.

Punch the ass

If you don't rush, you'll be held back, and if you rush up, you may be killed by the tower pawns.

Su Ziyu's head is big.

However, he didn't have time, because Yang Hu's team had already begun to move.

And it was the charge of the whole army.

After Yang Hu finished speaking, he took the lead and rushed forward with the team, and the team of three hundred people, with a dense footsteps, rushed forward at full speed.

Qian Tong and Pu Lin looked at Yang Hu's impulsiveness, their faces were not very good, and Qian Tong said to Su Ziyu: "That madman...... It's going to kill us. ”

Charge from half a mile away, madman...... Su Ziyu scolded secretly in his heart, and his face was not very good, but now there is no way to retreat, without Yang Hu, it is even worse to meet the enemy behind them alone.

Su Ziyu roared: "Forward, keep up with the speed of the team." ”

Charging half a mile away, in the eyes of the Bronze City Lords, Yang Hu was a madman who killed himself.

But for Yang Hu and the soldiers in Lincheng, such a distance was just right for them to warm up before the war.

They are trained to handle such long journeys with ease.

......

The speed of a thousand people, undisguised.

The ground shook.

Ripples bloom in the swamp mire, disturbing the living creatures hidden within, leaving traces of their travels.

The combat shoes under Yang Hu's feet stepped into the muddy water with a snap, his knees slightly bent and stretched, and his burly figure had jumped forward three meters, and the enemy's formation of rejecting the enemy in the damp fog in front of him was clearly visible.

"Impact formation. Repeating crossbowmen, three hundred paces of shooting. Heavy armor sergeant. Yang Hu roared and lowered his armor.

With Yang Hu's roar, the heavy armor sergeant's charging formation had already collided with the tower's defensive formation.

The power of the dragon elephant not only brought excitement to the soldiers in the city, but also added high fighting spirit to them.

Now the city lord himself led the charge.

Everyone was brave and fearless.

The king of the battlefield must have unparalleled strength and courage.

The tower pawns faced by the heavy armored sergeants have the same physique as them, and their cultivation and bravery are their shadows.

If you want to break through yourself, you must first pass your own level.

That's what Yang Hu wants.

Yang Hu, who had a hideous face, let out a roar, and the giant shield in his hand slammed into the black tower pawn in front of him.

Rumble...... There was a loud bang.

With Yang Hu's impact, one after another heavy armored sergeants around him rushed up and collided with the enemy, and the entire impact line of heavy armored sergeants was like two torrents colliding together.

Exploded.

In the huge roar, the strength of the strength of the two sides exploded in the soldiers, and some tower soldiers were knocked away in the fierce impact of the soldiers in the city, and the side defended by the tower soldiers appeared a gap in an instant.

There were also soldiers in the city who spat blood in front of the huge impact force.

But they were not knocked off, they were held up by their colleagues behind them with shields, reaching out to hold them, keeping the formation intact.

"To live or to die is your choice. On the battlefield, the formation is the most important, as long as the gap is exposed, there is no doubt about death. ”

This is what Liu Dazi taught them when they hit the formation.

Therefore, when training a heavy armor sergeant, the most important task is to maintain the integrity of the formation during the impact.

Whether it is a tower pawn or a soldier, if the front line is broken, there is only one end.

Between the powerful collisions and blends, time almost came to a momentary pause at this moment, and time seemed to freeze on the front line.

The first wave of impact became slow, and the wounded enemy and our soldiers on the front line had no way to retreat but to move forward with their lives.

At this time, the defense of the shield array exerted super energy.

The roaring and roaring heavy-armored sergeant waved his shield array like a person, wielding a shield shield to strike, swinging a knife and slashing sideways.

Between the impact of the formation, there is no room for raising the knife and slashing at such a distance.

All of their swords were wrapped around the shield in their hands and after colliding with the enemy, they could only slash sideways in the smallest margin.

As the impact approached, every enemy was in front of him, the giant shield shield was constantly attacking, and the sword slashed out by the heavily armored sergeant sideways seemed to be a popular bloom through the night on the front line.

The tower guards of the Tower of Babel and the equipment of the heavily armored soldiers in the city are in the same formation, how can you copy the puppets one by one, can you still copy a person's thoughts?

What Yang Hu wants is for them to be replicated.

The swords that bloomed from the battle knives on the front line were dyed with blood.

Some of the tower pawns shouted and ordered, and their formation began to shrink, using their shields to block the onslaught of the heavily armored sergeants, trying to shrink the rift that had been smashed open.

The city system transmitted the picture of the impact of the entire 100-person team to Yang Hu in front of Yang Hu's eyes in real time.

Yang Hu was also forced by the opponent's strength in the impact, and he was shocked back two steps, and was resisted by Wang Er Mazi who rushed up behind him, stabilizing his body, and he exerted a heaven-shattering roar: "Turning fish scales to break through their gaps." ”

Without his orders.

Liu Neng's second echelon captain spearman had already borrowed the crack of the enemy army that the heavy armored sergeant had broken through, and drilled into a boning knife and the heavy armored sergeant who had changed with the formation.

They followed the heavily armored sergeants elusively, and the spears in their hands kept stabbing out from the gaps between the heavily-armored sergeants, harvesting the lives of the enemy.

With their help, the heavily armored sergeant shocked the formation and stabilized it in the first time.

The heavily armored sergeant who broke through the enemy line turned into a strange fish shaking his head and waving his head, and after a few savage collisions, the rift in the tower pawn's defense line was torn open.

The strange fish squeezed in.

Liu Yi was two hundred paces away from the charging line, with a repeating bow and crossbowmen raising their bows and throwing, and the city lord ordered a distance of three hundred paces to cut off the supply forces of the tower pawn formation and separate their front line from the rear formation.

So the target of the attack was not the positions of those impostor heavy armored sergeants, but the second echelon behind them, the pikemen formation.

A hundred repeating bows, ten arrows and ten breaths of terror won for them by the front line, a round of arrows fired from three hundred paces away.

The damp mist floating in mid-air was constantly torn apart by the rapid arrows, and the screams in the opposite formation continued to sound, and the pikemen of the tower pawns were swept away almost instantly.

Corpses are everywhere.

The arrows of the opponent's repeating crossbowmen were belatedly landed behind the heavily armored sergeant.

It's a pity that their targets have already poured into the puppet-like tower-like heavy armor sergeants with the torn formation of the heavy armor sergeants, and they continue to harvest the spoils in the gaps