The wind howled over the hill In this large wasteland near the forest of Protaxia, a dense crowd of Avenella soldiers stood in order. The longbowmen stuck a dozen arrows straight into the dirt and used them as they pleased.

"The drop is close! raise it a little! almost 20!" shouted the noble officers standing on the hill in front.

"Bow out!!!" and Edward rode his horse back and forth in front of the array of longbowmen, waving his sword loudly in command.

"La-!" the longbowmen, who had more than thirty thousand, pulled it to the side of their faces with their fingers, all pointing straight to the sky, they could not see the knights of Sivalier directly, but the experienced hunters, who had already surveyed the wind and the angle at which they should be projectile, knew what they should do.

"Put!"

The blonde-haired prince's eyes widened in anger, and the long sword fell fiercely, and the overwhelming rain of black arrows once again shot out in a volley from a distance of six hundred meters.

One arrow after another flew high into the sky, and then flew far farther than originally under the strong winds of the Acasta Plains, and when it reached its highest point, the air currents brushed through the tail feathers, and the heavier iron tips began to guide the whole arrow downward under the force of gravity.

It was as if a dark cloud was moving at high speed in the sky, and a dense rain of arrows began to fall downwards after a few seconds of flight.

Even though the accuracy was worrying because of the distance, the rain of arrows that had undergone a correction to win with coverage still mostly landed in the right place - and the Sivalier knights, who were also targeted, were in a situation that they should never have fallen into.

They.

Blocked.

After the thousand-man vanguard led by Sir Bertion was defeated, the horses lying on the ground were lying crookedly at the end of this downhill slope, and the West Valiers, who had just been stimulated by the knights of Avenella and accelerated to rush over, did not expect this at all, so that many knights were directly tripped by the corpses of the horses and fell to the ground, and coupled with the second wave of arrows from Avenella before, more Sivalier knights and sergeants fell into chaos.

The neighing of wounded horses and the hindrance of movement from the corpses at their feet made them all curse, and the scene was chaotic, and the hoplites of the Sivaliers, who were so proud, were restrained before they could fully accelerate their terrible lethality, the banners of the nobles were in disarray, and many were roaring in an attempt to maintain order - but the Avenelians would not give them a chance.

The wind was blowing from a great distance.

The longbows that are ubiquitous in Avenella have a range of just over two hundred meters, which is why no one takes them seriously. But with the help of the cold winds that often occur in autumn in the open areas of the Acasta Plains, they can shoot farther than you think.

All of this requires nothing more than intelligence.

The Arvenella nobles, who were familiar with the military system and the philosophy of warfare in Sivalier, easily judged the path they would take, and the archers, who knew the temper of the Acasta Plains, only needed a few tests to get an idea of where the arrows would land.

They don't even need to be marksmen to do all this, and when the number of arrows fired at once reaches the level of 30,000, all the archers need to do is stand with their partners and draw their bows and arrows towards a general position.

"Damn boar—"

With an arrow in five seconds, more than 30,000 archers attacked with the help of the fierce winds of Acasta that could only be described as pouring rain. One after another, the horses fell, and the huge corpses of the horses, which weighed nearly a ton, made Sivalier's heavy cavalry difficult.

They can't move, they can't break through, they can't escape from it all.

"Woo Woo Blah - "

"Zhang Gong!"

"Put!"

Edward had no intention of giving the men any respite, and ordered his archers to shoot arrow after arrow. Several waves of arrows have killed thousands of horses, panic and injuries have caused the horses to go berserk and cause many knights to be seriously injured, but if the proud hoplites succumb to this, Sivalier will not be the strongest nation on the West Coast.

"Haa

The flanked part of the experienced Sivalier knights immediately began to maneuver outward, and they split into several hundred-man squads to avoid forming an easy target.

The cacophony of "......" came from the other side, and the infantry of Sivalier finally came into view, and some of the knights rushed towards the location of the Arvenella archers, and the nobles in front immediately noticed this, and they turned back and shouted at the prince.

"All on!" Edward roared with a hearty roar, and the archers grabbed the remaining arrows from the ground and trotted up the hill, the previous projectile turned into a flat fire, and the direct encounter with this legendary army of the West Coast made most of the archers who were mere farmers tremble.

"Look!" but no one flinched, and Edward, as the Supreme Commander, rode his white horse to the top, standing at the highest point of the hill, raising his sword and shouting loudly in front of everyone's gaze.

"The invincible knight of Sivalier, that miserable appearance. ”

"Go and tell them, people of Avenella. ”

"Tell them. ”

"Who is the master of this land!!"

"Bow out!" the spirited archers raised their longbows in unison.

"Ahh

"Bang!

Some of the misaligned arrows landed on the ground early before they could take advantage of the wind, but more of them rained down on the thousands of Sivalier knights who were determined to go their own way.

Once again, tragedy ensued, a dense array of arrows fell on unprotected horses, causing them to fall to the ground, the knight was thrown out with a hard blow, and the fallen horses tripped over more of their companions, and so on, crushing the charge that tried to change the tide of battle on the spot.

But Sivalier's iron cavalry still refused to admit defeat.

"Ahhhh

"Golden Maple Leaf Knights! The First Guards Infantry Regiment of the Wang Family obeys the order!"

"Qiang—"

The sound of the unsheathed sword echoed in the clear afternoon air.

"Charge!" the prince flicked the reins and rushed out.

"Long live Avenella!!" he shouted before putting on his armor, and the slogan shouted in Avenella was answered neatly, and the cavalry regiment led by Edward rushed straight ahead, but faster than them were the hoplites who had already advanced downward.

"Long live Yavenella!!" the archers drew their longbows again and threw them forward, sending out a dense rain of arrows, and the superior 1st Royal Guards Infantry Regiment fiercely routed the lost horse-mounted Sivalier knights rushing towards this side, opening a gap for the cavalry.

"Knight, charge!" the air slowed.

The hooves of the horses that fell heavily in the air tossed up bloody dirt, and arrows flew over their heads and struck the Sivalier cavalry in the distance. The black arrows that filled every inch of the soil were as dense as grass, and the blood was boiling, and for the first time in their lives, the nobles of Avenella felt the pride of being born as Arvenellans.

They were defeated, the Sivalier cavalry, which claimed to be invincible on the west coast.

"Haaaaaaa ”

The huge cavalry spears with a length of more than two meters stuck in the hooks were flattened, and the powerful cluster charge ability of the hoplites was brought into full play at this moment.

The chaotic Sivalier knights were unable to organize any effective resistance, and they could only watch in a daze as the Avenella men holding the emblems of ivy and mountain lions rushed towards them with a terrifying sound.

Their expressions froze for a moment, fear, hatred, anger, and contempt all vanished in this moment, and the only thing left was consternation.

The hoplites that Sivaliers were proud of were charged in a cluster by another hoplite.

"For Avenella!!kill!!"

The ground shook, and thousands of Yavenella's knights slammed into the flanks of the jumbled Sivalier knights, their highly lethal spears effortlessly piercing through the armor. The Sivalier cavalry, already heavily wounded, was further routed.

"Smack!"

The corpses of the horses that fell to the ground caused some obstruction, and dozens of knights of the Golden Maple Leaf tripped and fell to the ground without a sound, but many more succeeded in inflicting an assault on Sivalier's army.

"Withdraw!" shouted Edward, it was foolish to get tangled in a battle with the enemy in a terrain full of dead bodies, and the knights immediately followed in his footsteps, turning around and running to the other side.

The chaotic knights of Sivalier regrouped again, but no sooner had they recovered from their astonishment than a sharp whistling sounded again in the sky.

"Whoa, who

Edward's Arvenella archers, who had just walked behind on their front feet, fired another volley under the command of Charles, and the black arrows rained down on the sky, and the Guards began to retreat forward after killing the foot knights at a certain price.

"Snatch Snatch Snatch!"

Like the last straw that broke the camel's back, the invincible Sivalier hoplites fell into a rout.

"Retreat!!Retreat!!" Banners with various noble coats of arms were thrown on the blood-stained ground and trampled wantonly, and the remaining more than a thousand remaining Sivalier nobles who still owned horses shouted loudly and drove their horses away.

The First Guards Infantry pushed steadily forward, and finally the Sivalier infantry who arrived on the battlefield fired arrows at the archers above, but they all landed in the mud under the howling wind and became a nod for money.

"Release!" more than 30,000 archers fired a volley at the crudely equipped infantrymen, and the arrows fired from the wind effortlessly pierced through the chain mail and leather armor, not to mention the unprotected human body.

The Sivalier infantry crouched down and raised their shields, while the Avennella cavalry, who had made a detour from the outside, drew their swords and charged at them because of the damage to their rifles.

The battle is over.

"We ...... Surrender. ”

The Sivalier knights, who had lost their horses and had been abandoned by their companions, lowered their weapons and walked towards the royal guards with their hands raised.

Under their unfurled masks, their expressions were disgraced, a mixture of unwillingness and humiliation, but the most obvious was consternation.

"In the name of Edward, the first prince of Avenella, we accept your surrender, and you will be repatriated to Sivalier after paying the ransom. The leader of the royal guards infantry said.

The corpses of horses were everywhere, the green plains were dotted with blood and the corpses of brown and white war horses, and the ground with more than 400,000 arrows looked as if black grass had grown on the blood-colored soil.

The wind continued to blow, and Edward, who had slaughtered the infantry, lifted his armor and looked at Fort Ellen in the distance, which glistened in the morning light.

"It's not quite over yet. ”

He turned his head and looked at the soldiers behind him.