Chapter 148: Night Battle (3)
When Longke thought of this, there was a hint of sharpness in his eyes!
He struggled to ride his horse forward, the scimitar in his hand had a little bit of fighting light, and he didn't know how much blood was stained on his body, and it was washed away by the heavy rain!
Ronkdo only felt that the blood in his whole body was boiling, and he was slapped by the cold rain, and he couldn't help but roar loudly: "Rush in! Kill all these Macedonians!"
The cavalry behind him was also aroused by his actions, all of them were extremely brave, roaring angrily in their mouths, brandishing scimitars and charging at the Macedonian soldiers!
The commander of the Northwest Army drove straight in, and a layer of wooden stakes set up on the periphery of the inner camp was knocked to the ground by them. Pen~Fun~Pavilion www.biquge.info Although the Macedonians tried to resist, the cavalry could charge as much as they wanted on the periphery of the open space in the camp.
The golden-armored soldiers, though calm, did not have enough time for them to pick up their spears and list the Macedonian phalanx against the cavalry. With the sword and flesh and blood in their hands, they wanted to resist the fierce impact of the cavalry of the Northwest Army head-on, but it was not something they could do!
Teams of archers tried to shoot with their bows, but on rainy nights with extremely low visibility, their eyesight and accuracy were greatly limited. In the noisy and chaotic environment, many archers could not judge the direction of the enemy at all, and only reluctantly organized a counterattack based on their feelings and sounds.
Dozens of sparse bow and arrow wheels were shot out, and it was needless to say that the accurate head was naturally accurate, and even the arrows were blocked by the heavy rain, which was also soft and weak. The lethality of such arrows can be imagined, and it is almost impossible to inflict limited damage on cavalry.
Even if a small number of cavalry were shot by stray arrows, as long as it was not a vital part, they could not break through the armor on the Northwest Army at all, at most they would only pierce the flesh and skin...... The ranks of the few Macedonians that had been temporarily assembled were quickly overwhelmed by the cavalry of Ronkdor.
Ronktor led the cavalry to test the Macedonians' flaws, and he and his guards charged at the forefront of the ranks. Thousands of cavalry rushed into the Macedonian soldiers, and when the swords were raised, they would bring a bloody light!
Under the charge of the cavalry, the Macedonians were routed and hurriedly retreated to the inner camp!
Many of them didn't even have time to defend themselves, but they were hit on the head by their horses and bled out, and they fell far to the ground, and they were immediately killed by the cavalry who rushed forward with the scimitars in their hands! Many Macedonian soldiers who were knocked to the ground were trampled by hundreds of cavalry, and were crushed into pulp in a moment!
Again and again, Ronkdo led the cavalry to charge, and thousands of cavalry mercilessly harvested the lives of the Macedonians, and the battle was almost one-sided.
Ronktor fought hard, but he was secretly vigilant about the movement of the Macedonian inner camp, and such a smooth offensive did not overwhelm him. On the contrary, the vulnerability shown by the Macedonians made the battle-hardened Ronkdo also wonder: Is this the famous golden armor?!
However, what Ronktor didn't know was that most of the Macedonian troops in these outer battalions were archers and light infantry, and their combat effectiveness was relatively weak. Without the cover of the phalanx, they were certainly well-trained, but they were not much better than ordinary soldiers.
The greatest power of the Macedonian phalanx was that after the formation was completed, ordinary archers and light infantry were obviously unable to compete with such a rapid night attack.
Ronkedo rushed and killed for a moment, and under the charge of thousands of cavalry, the ground of the outer camp was already covered with blood and rain. The muddy roads were almost impassable, and even the movement of the horses was greatly affected, and many well-equipped cavalrymen were trying their best to drive the horses.
In just a moment, the Macedonian soldiers in the outer camp were almost cut down, and the corpses of the soldiers killed in the battle were almost everywhere.
At this time, the rain was also a little lighter, and many Macedonian soldiers immediately lost the courage to resist and turned around and retreated to the inner camp.
Ronktor's cavalry rushed into the open field from the outer camp and met with little resistance or hindrance, and the two Macedonian soldiers who fled at the rear saw the cavalry behind them and panicked. Long Keduo had already rushed to the front at this moment, the snowy saber was raised and fell, a silver fighting spirit flashed, and the two heads suddenly flew into the sky!
The charge had been going on for more than an hour, and the large number of cavalry behind Ronktor had already rushed back and forth several times at this moment, and the two thousand cavalry on both flanks had just as easily pierced the Macedonian camp.
Several officers under the command of Ronkedo gathered together and quickly counted the number of people, and the damage of the Northwest Army turned out to be no more than two hundred, while the Macedonian soldiers in the outer battalion had at least killed and wounded more than two thousand!
The morale of the Northwest Army suddenly became higher and higher, the fire on the Macedonian camp soared into the sky, and Ronkedo's face was solemn, and he squinted his eyes to look out of the mountain pass. He made a gesture casually, and the dozen or so cavalrymen on the side immediately understood, and they all felt a horn from their waists and put it to their mouths and blew it loudly.
The loud sound of the horn sounded in the night, and it was blown three times in a row before it stopped—it was the signal from the raiding cavalry!
In the night of the mountain pass in the distance, the hillside was already covered with dense figures at some point. These people lurk in silence in the darkness, like wild beasts waiting for their prey. And if you look closely at the military uniforms on their bodies, they are exactly the soldier system of the Northwest Army!
These Northwest Armies numbered 5,000 in total, and as infantry legions, their task was to take advantage of the situation to respond to and capture the Macedonian camp in addition to the cavalry's attack on the Macedonian camp! When the 5,000 Northwest Army on standby heard the sound of the horn, they couldn't help but be shocked in their hearts, and they all drew their swords at their waists under the orders of their commanders, and immediately rushed towards the Macedonian military camp in the night!
Although Ronktor could not see the movements of these Northwest Army, after blowing the trumpet, his eyes immediately fell on the Macedonian inner camp. At this moment, the charge was almost over, and the remaining Macedonian soldiers gathered together, as if consciously assembling the inner camp.
This unusual behavior naturally made Ronktor wonder, but at this moment, the outer camp of the Macedonian camp had been breached. Behind the inner camp was a tall ridge, and the cavalry held the only way out for the Macedonians, who could not escape the fate of being surrounded, even if the Macedonians had other plans.
“...... At most, it's just a little more fuss!"
Long Keduo snorted coldly, but no longer made any moves, but directly ordered all the cavalry to rest on the spot, wait for the Northwest Army to receive the legion, and then launch the final general attack together!
Barcelus, no matter how good you are, I'm afraid it will be difficult to fly this time......
Ronktor looked at the Macedonian inner camp in the night, and a sneer appeared on his face. (To be continued.) )