"Snap" a wooden fence under the fierce impact of the Mamunouk knight, let out a violent tremble, the knight raised the knight's heavy sword in his hand with some contempt, and slashed at this temporary wooden row, the broken wood splashed, half of the wood flew into the air, and rolled down into the raised dirt after a few spins

"Portoliso, stop grinding there, now is not the time to clear the obstacles!" a Mamunuk knight sped past him, and thousands of heavily armored Mamunuk knights were swarming up the slope behind the wooden fence,

This is the second line of defense that has just been captured, the war horse Xiao Ming, the knights' armor flashes dazzlingly in the sun, the tip of the icy spear is dyed red by blood, the thin northern army defense line has already collapsed under several impacts, the broken spears and corpses are lying horizontally behind the wooden platoon, the Salander infantry followed behind the Mamunouk knights, advancing like a wall, the spears are towering, and the shield wall is like scales,

From time to time, scattered clusters of arrows came from opposite them, all blocked by the shields in the hands of these Mamunuk knights, or could not penetrate the heavy armor on their bodies at all, and after a crisp crash, they fell lightly

"My lord, our army has cleared the barrier outside the wooden fort!"

In the formation of the Salander army, General Mamunuk, who had just asked about welfare, had a smug smile on his face at this moment, and he hurriedly ran from the front, stopped his horse in front of Moleh, and reported with an excited face

"Do the troops have any losses?" Moleh asked with a concerned expression as he pulled his horse

"Don't worry about this," the Mamunuk commander waved his arms and reported in a disdainful tone, "The Northern Army on the opposite side is simply a fragile rabble, although there are more than 7,000 troops, in fact, less than half of them can actually fight,

Many of the archers chose to turn and flee in a panic before our warriors could rush closer, and they were so fast that they didn't even have time left for us Mamunuk's knights to clear the wooden fence, such an army was a joke at all, and I don't know how the wolf Housalis could lose to such an opponent!"

It's ridiculous that they still want to resist the wave impact of our nearly 4,000 Mamunuk knights, which leads their thin infantry line, there are signs of a big rout before the battle, 3 defensive belts with an interval of 50 meters, not even 2 hours, 2 of which have been completely attacked by our heroic Mamunuk, and the last one of the remaining can be broken in an hour at most, I believe that between noon, our army can go directly to the bottom of the wooden fort"

"Good!" Moleh waved his horsewhip with a happy expression, and said aloud, "Now you know why I have always advocated the use of force against the north! Because these northerners are like this, only a sharp sword can teach them what a nobleman should have humility and respect for the Sultan, in front of the great Sultan, they are nothing but a group of groveling servants, if one day, these servants want to be above the great master, then they will be greeted only by the wrath of death!"

On the tower of Morenburg, the fat man was also looking at the battle situation in front of him with a calm face, and the progress was quite smooth, the three temporary wooden platoon defense lines were originally a disguise, although the troops arranged behind it seemed to be a lot, but most of the troops would choose to retreat after hearing the horn of the fortress, and retreat from a fence to a row of fences behind according to the original plan,

"Time flies!"

The fat man held the fence of the arrow tower in his hand, withdrew his shining gaze from the battlefield, raised his head and looked at the sky, the bright sun was already close to the noon line,

The Salander army below had just pushed to the third line of defense, and the loud and loud shouts of killing filled the oncoming wind, and a Mamunuk knight was shot by an oncoming cluster of arrows, tumbling and falling from his galloping horse, and behind him, thousands of Mamunuk cavalry were like a large dark cloud, almost occupying the slope in front of Morenburg,

Tens of thousands of Salander light infantry with white helmets on their heads were swarming up from the broken wooden bars, their dense sharp spears held high, shining blood-colored in the sun, and the small round shields in their hands were stacked on top of each other like flapping fish scales

"My lord, when are we going to fight back" Isasta, the leader of the Longbow Banner, walked up from under the arrow tower, his heavy steps looked a little impatient, and his face was full of resentment.

The archers arranged behind the wooden fence, in addition to some of the local soldiers of Salander recruited by Lazar, and some of them were longbowmen under his command, it was not an easy task to make these Thorn Tile longbowmen, who had fought in the north and south, pretend to be eager to flee without firing a single arrow

"What, can't you wait?" the fat man turned his face, comforted him a few words, raised his hand and pointed at the dense Salander army below, and smiled, "From my point of view, when do you think we should launch a counterattack?"

Isaste's face was stunned for a moment, his puzzled gaze looked in the direction of the fat man's finger, his eyes suddenly widened, flashing with disbelief,

"This ...... How is this possible!" Isaste looked at the scene in front of him, and couldn't help but gasp, only to see that the place where the fat man's finger was in the direction of the onslaught of Salander's army, and it could be found that these temporary wooden fences did not seem to be strong, and sometimes they were even crushed by the heavy Mamunouk knights,

But its arrangement is very interesting, according to the slope angle of the stilt of the stake deep into it, the top tip and the bottom thick, like rows of sharp barbs growing from the mountain,

The lowest row is more than 200 meters long, and the last one is only less than 40 meters long, which is completely an inverted funnel with a narrow top and a wide bottom, and Salander's army is like a grain of sand shaking in this huge funnel.

Each time you rush through a layer of fences. will be cut down one floor, and the number of enemies who can touch the front line is getting smaller and smaller, and has unconsciously fallen into an imperceptible limiting point, those barb-like stakes, have allowed the army of the Salanders, in addition to continuing to move forward,

"My lord, this ...... It's incredible......" Isaste shouted in a trembling voice, he had been fighting with the fat man for several years, but it was the first time that he could see the situation of the entire battlefield from a certain angle.

The tens of thousands of infantry of the Salanders were mixed with thousands of horses, like old men with a mouth full of teeth, and most of the soldiers were meaninglessly crowded on the slope leading to the next fence,

The wooden fence stranded on the hillside was cut into several pieces, and countless armor made a crashing sound,

Pei raised the spear in the infantry, which was wet with the attached mist and glittered with dazzling light,

It seems to have taken the initiative in the battle and conquered several lines of defense in a row, but in fact, it has unknowingly stepped into the trap of death