Section 5: Stained Blood (II

Except for the two hundred cavalry, the Marches had no other heavy troops in their hands, and the highest-grade ones were just wearing leather armor. And what is even more unfortunate is that the distance between their various units is very large, as little as three or five miles, and as many as seven or eight miles, and there is no time to rescue others. I saw that the friendly forces in front of you were attacked, but by the time you trotted to the battlefield, the daylily was cold.

In the face of these ordinary troops, Thorn Rose's tactics are very simple, and they are completely the one that they have practiced before.

The spears pressed the formation, the light troops attacked, and the bows and arrows killed and wounded, and always maintained a numerical superiority over the target-because the Machi were only bright on the outside, and the stubbornness, obsolescence, and ignorance on the inside were still the same as those of other tribes, so except for a few men such as the chieftain, the other officers commanded troops of more than 200 men very reluctantly, that is, the size of their single army was at most 200 men.

After the general assault began, Thorn Rose gnawed along the enemy's route as if eating sugar cane, but did not encounter more than its own number of enemy troops—with the leader of the new victory, the fresh force of nearly 400 men divided into two groups and took turns to fight, and they led 2,000 shouts and cheers to fill the scene with stone-throwing Wahu men, until the March people were

No, because the enemy is in front of the infantry, which means that the cavalry in front of them is finished. And the March troops, who have not rested much after a long journey, you really can't find the words to describe them except for the end of the crossbow...... It's one thing to be brave enough to die, it's another thing to be tired, and it's another thing to train your nerves thicker than your thighs to recover your physical strength.

Chief March finally has some prestige, and he can still calm the scene in such a situation. He found an open field, gathered the nearest other force, and finally put together a formation of four hundred and fifty men, and he even frantically piled civilians on the battlefield, and the hidden meaning was extremely sad and angry—to fight you in a desperate battle

But Chief March made his decision a little late, and his hole cards were a little smaller. Because Townsend had already arrived at the battlefield on horseback with a group of guards, the red banner of the Thorn Rose appeared on this battlefield for the first time.

"Victory, victory, victory" The excited cheers resounded in the field: "We are thorn roses"

"Victory, victory, victory" proud challenge soared into the sky: "From victory to victory"

The sight in front of them and the shouts in their ears all made the March people puzzled, what kind of force was the Thorn Rose?

"The leader of the Thorn Rose sends a message - the March people listen" A tall horse ran out from under the banner of the Thorn Rose and arrogantly circled around the formation of the March people: "We are the Thorn Rose From now on, your territory belongs to me"

"Good" didn't wait for the March people to speak, and the enemy troops in the four fields shook first.

"Your property is mine"

"Good" was a deafening shout, and Chief March's face turned pale.

"Your Lives Are Mine"

In the domineering shout of "good", thousands of ordinary March people were terrified.

"If you dare not give it, this is your fate" A few more horses rushed up and threw a few round things into the ranks of the Marches.

"Human heads, human heads" The screams and confusion were like ripples, rippling in circles.

Townsend sat leisurely under the flag, took a cigarette from the leather box around his waist, and slowly lit it.

At the same time, in the core of the March procession, Chief March also identified the identity of this group of heads, all of whom were the commanders of the previous units, all of whom were his own sons.

"Venerable Flame Master," the chief's lips trembled, "the blood of the March tribe is running dry......"

"I see. The Flame Master also recognized that the blood-soaked furoshiki that wrapped these heads was the robe of the cavalry master, and his nose was crooked: "No matter what the origin of the Thorn Rose is, I will help you out of this breath, and I will personally counterattack"

"Prepare for the Charge Decisive Battle Formation" With the guarantee of the Fire Division, Chief March was in high spirits: "Honorable lord, one + passion is up to you, I will hand over the best warrior to you"

The trumpets of the Machi sounded, and they began to move their steps in the quaint phrases of prayer to their ancestors. They formed a shock formation under the vast desolate sky, and they pointed their sharp horns at the red battle flag of the Thorn Rose.

The tragic spirit of moving forward and dying directly points to Townsend under the pattern of thorns and roses.

"Warriors - you are favored by the gods" A crimson-robed guy came to the front of the March formation, and in a tragic and contagious tone, he shouted to the thirty or so Marches in the one-horned area: "You will charge under the gaze of the gods, you will drink the blood of the enemy, you will take everything from them"

The Marchi, who had been blessed by the gods, roared and began to excite themselves - with this Flame Master, who was more noble than the chief and had never made a move, he would have no problem in defeating the enemy

"The gods bless you, the gods take care of you" The big red robe held a delicate and luxurious golden cup, and sprinkled the liquid inside at the March warriors: "The gods now command you, charge with me"

"Divine Protection" turned the horse's head, and the big red robe's hand pointed to the thorn rose flag five hundred meters away: "Kill-"

"Kill" The formation of the March people moved in the shouting of kill, and the sharp horn stretched forward, and the direction of the impact was extremely clear. Every Marchee warrior in the procession was equally excited, swordsmen and spears held alof, swaying their scimitars and axes, determined to kill under the red banner and decapitate the enemy with their weapons.

"There's a ghost in this charge. Townsend felt that this was wrong, and said to the captain, "Go, take the slaves and separate their troops from the civilians."

"Archer prepares" At Townsend's signal, the battlefield commander ordered in a loud voice: "Target - enemy forward - put"

More than a hundred feathered arrows soared into the air at the same time, and they screamed and sliced through the sky, neatly covering the March men's shock forward

"Gods-" The big red robe behind the forward array raised his hands and shouted loudly: "Take care of me"

With a "whew-" sound, the impact of the March people, more than 30 people suddenly burned not in a certain part, but in a flash of sparks, and the whole body instantly turned into a pillar of fire, and the silhouette could no longer be seen

More than thirty people's weapons fell, but none of them stopped, they screamed and charged with teeth and claws, like a group of controlled puppets, the scene was very eerie.

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