Randall Collar, a tidal flat position on the banks of the Jinshui River.

Hundreds of mercenary fighters braved the scorching sun and stepped on the soft mud to cover the fishmen scattered on the river beach. Dressed in leather armor and helmets, they were divided into battle squads. Each squad consists of 10 men with 2 archers, 2 spear infantry, 3 spearmen and 3 shield infantry. The three squads form a battle group of 30 people, no more than 15 meters apart, arranged in a loose triangular formation, alternate cover, rapid advance, constantly kill the fishmen who dare to charge into battle, and divide the other fishmen to prevent them from gathering and charging.

The archers shoot the fishmen within 30 meters freely, the fish that slip through the net are concentrated by the spearmen, the shield infantry protects their comrades, the spear throwing infantry hardly throws javelins, they are the commander and deputy of the combat squad, responsible for observing the dynamics of the battlefield, directing the squad to fight, and only when they encounter particularly strong fishmen, they will shoot javelins and call their teammates to set fire to the target.

Reckless fish-men were a rarity after all, most of them dived into the water in time, and only a few dozen fish-man corpses remained on the river beach of Nuoda, and the mercenary soldiers quickly recovered their arrows and javelins and retreated to the rear.

From time to time, the heads of the fishmen appeared on the surface of the Jinshui River, and the frequency became higher and higher, and gradually there was a trace of strange restlessness, when thousands of fish heads floated and sank in the waves, staring at the intruders on the river beach with hateful eyes, the depression of the Great War would envelop the hearts of every mercenary soldier.

The first fish-men landed on the riverbank, and then one by one, the fish-men climbed ashore from the river. The sunlight reflected the scales on their bodies, reflecting a little bit of ghostly light, and they joined together like a tidal tide approaching forward. Funny and strange cries came and went, and when they formed a wave, the black tide of fish-men surged wildly on the tidal flats.

At this time, more than 500 mercenaries had formed a close formation, with strong shield infantry standing in the front row, and the kite and shield were connected to form a strong shield wall, and the spearmen were behind, and the four-meter-long two-handed spears poked out from the gaps in the shield wall, and the sharp spear tips and the cold light flashed halberd blades to form a jungle of knives and guns.

Infantry phalanx!

The infantry phalanx of mercenary warriors resembles a spiked beast, baring its terrifying fangs ready to tear its prey to pieces. But the simple-minded fishmen were basking in the excitement of numerical superiority, their webbed feet and light weight giving them the ability to run wild on the mud, and the fish-men charged as fast as galloping horses, and the black pressure rushed to the steel lines of mercenary soldiers.

The horn sounded, and the commander gave the order:

"Straight ahead, 100 meters, throw!"

The spearmen on both wings of the phalanx and the archers in the rear shot in unison, and the javelin arrows fell into the wave of fishmen like flying locusts, and the fishmen fell down one after another, blocking the same kind behind them, and the charging line inevitably became chaotic.

However, the Fishman is mentally confused, and there is no formation in the first place, as long as there are more of them than the opponent, their charge will not stop. The power of ordinary war bows to throw arrows is slightly insufficient, and the fish-men have their own slippery scale armor, even if they are knocked over by feather arrows and stepped into the mud by their webbed feet of the same kind, they can still crawl out and squeak and follow the charge. Only heavy javelins can deal a fatal blow to the fishmen, but the number of spearmen is small, with only 3 javelins each carrying, which is not enough to contain the fishmen's attack.

However, the rain of arrows from the archers disrupted the rhythm of the fishmen's charge, causing them to crash into the impregnable line of shield infantry and spearmen in batches.

The spear was swallowed, the halberd blade was rolled, the flesh and blood of the mermaid flew sideways, and he died tragically on the spot. The infantry phalanx retreated a short distance backwards to prevent the fishmen from piling up corpses, and slowly retreated towards the camp in the rear.

On the arrow tower of the camp, Victor and Nelson stood side by side, condescending, looking down on the entire battlefield.

"The gathering and dispersion are flexible, the advance and retreat are orderly, and the second legion, which is half of the recruits, can have this kind of performance, which is very good!"

Victor bowed his head and said, "Nelson, you're doing better than you imagined!"

Nelson grinned and took the opportunity to say, "My lord, your money is not spent in vain. ”

Victor smiled, did not take the topic, only said: "I understand now, there is no invincible tactics, only suitable tactics, the advantage of the Great Legion lies in the countless heads, but when they work hard for a goal, the wisdom and strength burst out surpass any transcendent individual, including me." ”

Nelson scratched the back of his head and said in confusion, "My lord, I can easily break through the infantry phalanx below, let alone you?"

"It's not difficult for me to break through the infantry phalanx, and it's only a matter of time before I kill a few hundred soldiers," Victor said, "but the army has created problems for me after all, and they can expand the problem into a problem and a fatal flaw...... Today, we will not discuss how the army can deal with the extraordinary powerhouse, but only about this mercenary brigade that has done something that you and I cannot do. ”

"The fishmen are not as fast as me, they are not as strong as me, they can't catch up with me, they can't beat me, no matter how many they are, it's useless. However, if I kill too many fish and become a fish-man slaughterer, the fish-people will flee into the river when they see me. So, I can't kill the fishmen, and I can't attract them. In fact, I was the only one standing on the riverbank, and it was impossible for the fish-people to gather thousands of their kind against me alone. I can't attract the fish-people in the river, how can I build a trestle bridge on the other side of Rose Harbor? The legendary powerhouse cannot achieve the ultimate goal of the fish-man war on his own. Therefore, in terms of time and space, the superlative power has never been the main factor that determines the outcome of racial competition. ”

Victor pointed to the infantry phalanx below and said, "More than 500 ordinary soldiers fought and retreated, and they continued to attract the fishmen in this river basin. After a pause, he said with emotion: "The infantry phalanx can't deal with monsters with huge size and extraordinary strength, but it is very practical to deal with opponents of the same size. The most rare thing is that they can retreat in unison, making the fishmen mistakenly think that the invaders are timidly retreating, and summoning more fish-man reinforcements. ”

"However, the infantry phalanx of 500 men is still a little thin, and the wings and rear are especially vulnerable, if they are surrounded by fishmen...... If you don't send someone to pick them up, I guess it's going to be ugly. ”

The fishmen were chaotic by nature, but they were not brainless, and some of them were blocked from charging head-on, so they outflanked the two wings of the infantry phalanx. A tall, ferocious fish-man ran faster than its peers, crashing into the left flank of the infantry phalanx first. The spearmen covering the flanks are all elite captains and ten-captains, they now only keep the last spear, holding round shields and long swords, the elite commander who faced the fierce impact of the fierce fishman blocked it with a round shield in time, but the difference in strength made him fall backwards, and several archers behind him resisted his back in time, and together they opened the fierce fishman, and the other spearmen took the opportunity to kill the fierce fishman with their iron swords.

The Fierce Fishmen, who were more powerful than ordinary soldiers, failed to inflict casualties among the mercenary soldiers, but from Victor's point of view, the left flank of the infantry phalanx bent backwards, and although it quickly regained stability, there was a moment of confusion in the entire infantry phalanx.

In the river, there are constantly fishmen, and the number has exceeded two thousand, among which there are many fierce fishmen who are extremely fast. The infantry phalanx was still more than 400 meters away from the security line of the camp, and with the speed of movement of both sides, the fishmen would definitely be able to surround the mercenaries before they could escape.

The situation of these more than 500 mercenary soldiers can be said to be precarious. Nelson said confidently, "Don't worry, my lord. This kind of drill is to hone the will and courage of the recruits, enhance the sense of trust between comrades-in-arms, and let the little monsters crush them...... I've made arrangements, you look over there, and there's ......."

Following Nelson's fingers, Victor found a team of 30 knights on each side of the hills on the east and west sides of the river beach, cutting straight into the battlefield. When the reinforced fishmen saw the new invaders, they changed the direction of their charge, and the fish-men were suddenly unable to follow, and the infantry phalanx stabilized their positions, followed a fixed rhythm, and fought and retreated.

The knight on the west side is Lord Jomoson, and the leading knight on the east side is Judy.

Her hair was cut short, she wore dark red six-legged alligator leather armor, and armed with a pure gold sword and steel knight's shield, and she was at the tip of the knights' squad, like a female tiger rushing straight into the surging fish-people. Several fierce shield strikes in a row, several tons of explosive force slapped dozens of fishmen more than 20 meters away, smashing the fishmen on both sides of the ground and rolling, wailing and screaming, the dense fish-man crowd was suddenly torn open a gap, 30 elite soldiers inserted it like sharp knives, and the fine iron halberd in his hand slashed the dizzy fishmen, tearing the gap even bigger.

Judy slowed down and singled out those who were threatening, whether they were fierce fishmen or ordinary fishmen, under her long sword, they were all one sword and two pieces.

Victor couldn't connect the delicate and gentle Viscountess of Buryat with the bloodied female knight in front of him.

Nelson did not notice his master's mood at the moment, and said to himself:

"The trestle bridge and anti-fish wall of Rose Harbor have been repaired, in fact, we usually only tease the fishmen a little, and we don't need to form an infantry phalanx to engage the enemy, which increases the risk, especially when the knight squad finally withdraws from the battlefield, there is a lack of cover, and the elite soldiers may be killed or wounded. We regularly conduct a fierce battle, mainly to train the new recruits...... However, the fishermen can not win or lose, and if we win this battle, the fishmen in the nearby waters will run to other river beaches, for fear that they will go to Rose Harbor to harass the hired laborers, so we must finally withdraw from the battlefield and return this beach to the fishmen...... Battles that can be lost or won are the most difficult to control, relying on knight squads to cover the retreat of mercenary soldiers, and it is particularly expensive. ”

"We will return this river beach battlefield to the fishmen, and those feathered arrows and spears will not be recovered. Nelson blushed and said with a smile: "My lord, the brainless fish-man also knows how to break the feather arrow and the throwing spear, and then throw it into the water...... We can't get it back if we want to, and every time we train our troops, we have to consume a lot of armament, and the longbowmen's armor-piercing arrows are reluctant to use them. If the mercenary corps can add a little more to the military budget, I'd like to pull the longbowmen up and give it a try. ”

Victor withdrew his gaze from Judy's body and said to himself: "The extraordinary strength is not the main factor that determines the outcome of the racial competition, but it can determine the outcome of a battle. ”

"I want to win this battle!"

Drawing two quate gold swords four fingers wide, Victor leapt from the tower of arrows to Nelson's astonished gaze, slicing into the battlefield with his feet on the ground.

If the knight charges into battle like a tiger into a flock of sheep, then Victor is an irresistible hurricane. The blue-black air flow shrouded a radius of 4 meters, and the fierce air was like an invisible blade sweeping in all directions, setting off a bloody storm everywhere it passed, and the fishman's head flew all over the sky, even the fishman who was 20 meters away from him was cut into two pieces by the wind blade.

In the face of the hurricane that swept everything, the fish-man wave instantly collapsed and reversed. Nelson's blood boiled over the arrow tower, and the thick smell of blood aroused the violence in his heart, his eyes flashed fiercely, he jumped off the arrow tower, tore the shirt on his body, and with his bare chest, he picked up two hundred-pound adamantite decapitation swords, and roared:

"Attack the whole army!Follow the master and kill all the debris!"

Like a humanoid dragon, Nelson rushed into battle, two terrifying decapitating swords invincible, sweeping away the wolf-surging fishmen.

The horn of the decisive battle sounded in the camp, and groups of soldiers poured out. The infantry phalanx was the first to respond, breaking into pieces, and the combat squads covered the past like wolves.

Judy held a long sword and looked at Victor strolling infatuately, the blue-black air flow enveloped his body, and his golden eyes were noble and ruthless, as if the Lord of the Furious Wind Demon God had descended into the world, and the fishmen who dared to approach him within 20 meters would be torn apart by the wind blade.

Powerful and ruthless, no one can stop it, no one can fight side by side...... Is this His Highness Randall?

"Be careful, my lord!" Lilia's fierce female bodyguard shouted to a stunned Judy, and a fish-man lunged at her back.

Judy flicked her wrist and slashed her sword downward, cutting the fishman in half without looking back.

Victor smiled at Judy from a distance of a few dozen meters, nodded approvingly, and turned away without hesitation.

Honey, are you calling me?

Judy's heart suddenly swelled with power, sweeping away the hesitation and loss, and her eyes turned firmly to the fleeing fish-men, as did the longsword. Mobile phone users see the extraordinary aristocracy, please browse, a better user experience.