"The earth seems to be shaking, Brother Andrew, do you feel it?"

One of the Imperial spearmen in the Chinese army tilted his head and asked his comrades beside him. The young soldier's armor had several deep pits, the marks of the Chaos Kugan cavalry's bow and arrows. In fact, the soldier was lucky, for many of the soldiers' armor could not withstand the armor-piercing arrows fired from a distance of thirty paces, and had already lost their lives under the rain of arrows. Their positions were quickly replaced, and the corpses were dragged into the phalanx, leaving only blood stains on the ground.

"The hooves of chaos shook the ground, and there was no fuss about it. They've come many times, but we've beaten them every time. Hold your spear tightly and fear no enemy, for a warrior can always survive war, and a coward will never escape the hooves and arrows of his enemies, even if he escapes military law. Go for the fight, Jim, if you don't want your head and skin to become the saddle and toy of the Kugan beast. ”

A sturdy soldier named Andrew replied to his comrades in a firm voice. The crescent hook blade of the ten-foot halberd spear in his hand shone with a cold light, and the half-red and half-white spear tassels were also stained crimson with coagulated human and horse blood. In a recent fierce battle, he stabbed the side ribs of a Kugan cavalryman who was stabbing a musketeer with his spear raised, dragging the mad Chaos cultist out of the intestines, killing him.

This is the third Kugan killed by Imperial Spear Sergeant Andrew in this battle. Spearmen who can achieve three victories in one battle are rare, but this is not very difficult for veteran Andrew. Because he is a veteran soldier with many years of experience, he has participated in many tragic battles, and is known as the immortal spear. It's a good title, but it's also a reflection of the short life of the infantrymen. Because the survival period of phalanx infantry as consumables is generally very short.

Or trampled to death by horses' hooves, or shot by arrows and crossbows, or pierced by spears, or smashed by chaotic knives and axes, or torn in half by mad green skins, or blasted into flesh by cannons, this is the fate of the phalanx spearmen! They are the lowest infantry, and they are also the first line of the enemy's shield, and their role in maintaining the battle line is indispensable in every battle. Although they often suffered the most casualties and the fewest kills, everyone understood that the shield was indispensable.

Because only when the phalanx of spears and halberds is entangled in the front of the enemy, the proud cavalry can easily attack the flanks and backs of the enemy, and even the best crossbowmen and musketeers need the protection of the forest of spears and halberds in the phalanx, not to mention the cannons. While the Spearmen are the class that dies the most, their deaths can be exchanged for fewer losses from other classes. The monthly salary of a great swordsman is three times that of a spearman, the monthly salary of a musketeer is three and a half times that of a spearman, and even the salary of a musketeer is more than fifty percent of that of a spearman, so the cheapest is always the most cost-effective. Although a lone spearman is vulnerable, the spearmen lined up in an array by thousands and hundreds of spearmen after rejecting their horses are strong shields.

Andrew was different from the average spearman, he skillfully used the ten-foot-long halberd as if it were a part of his body, and in dozens of battles, large and small, his spear was always able to plunder the flesh of the enemy's body. The halberd was like the sword of a high knight in the hands of this veteran, fearless in the face of any roaring enemy! In fact, in a battle a few months ago, he had the opportunity to be promoted to the rank of Great Swordsman, but he refused to be promoted to the new unit, and remained among his comrades as the leading sergeant. However, he also made a request.

"His Majesty the Holy Sigmar told me in a dream that I was born for the halberd, and that the halberd is my companion and hand. If you want to reward me, sir, give me a halberd worthy of my bravery!"

This is the request of the chief military sergeant Andrew, and this request cannot be refused. The Wing Captain then rewarded the stubborn warrior with a Seiko halberd spear from the Rick Guard. This halberd is the product of the great dwarven craftsman, with a beautiful demon-breaking rune, and was obtained by the Wing Captain on the battlefield after the death of his master. Although it has a little damage, it is still precious to ordinary soldiers, and it can be regarded as a handy gift.

As a result, the steel halberd with the Mithril badge became Andrew's symbol, and since the Great Holy War, the halberd has killed fifteen Chaos Beasts and seven Chaos Cavalry. In fact, this feats were enough for Andrew to be promoted to infantry squad leader or squadron deputy commander, and it is likely that after this battle, he will be officially promoted. But the premise of everything is to survive first, and the premise of survival is victory. Because the ferocious Chaos Kugans will not spare any loser, and the result of the loser is to become a human skin dangling from the saddle of the Kugan.

"Besides, we are not alone, don't you see how well our knights are fighting? Believe me, victory is at hand, and the girls of your hometown and the girls of the army are waiting for you!

Seeing that Jim's face was a little pale, Sergeant Andrew laughed. He raised the Seiko halberd spear in his hand and cheered up the young man in a relaxed voice. Although this medium-sized, strong sergeant was only a lieutenant who was not considered an officer, he understood the reason for this.

"Thank you, big brother, for your encouragement, big brother's bravery is our backbone. I won't let you down. ”

The young spearman perked himself up, and he re-tightened his grip on his spear, watching the cavalry and clouds of dust rolling in the distance. The earth still trembled, but the spear in his hand no longer twitched violently.

The cannons retreated and advanced, tilting the storm of buckshot into the galloping cavalry, the crossbowmen and musketeers alternating fire, the vibration of the bowstring tearing through the air and the smoke of gunpowder enveloping the phalanx. Hundreds of Kugan cavalry rolled in clouds of smoke and snow, their arrows and howling like a terrible storm. Not far behind them, a huge figure like a house and a hill moved forward, its steps vibrating violently on the ground.

"The enemy's Chaos Mammoth has struck, and this should be their last trump card. Now the wing commander has gathered the main force of our cavalry on the north road and handed it over to His Excellency the deputy commander for unified command, and the time for a decisive battle is coming. ”

Old Lorenzema approached Hyde and pointed his sword at the huge black shadow in the clouds of smoke in the distance, the remaining traces of blood on his six-foot bloody sword still flowing. In the fierce battle just now, the elder Loren led the reserve cavalry to defeat the Kugan troops who had made a great detour from the outside of the northern road in a vain attempt to attack the rear of the coalition army, and killed their 500-man captain Jock on the spot. Seeing that the situation was not good, the other five-hundred-man commander, the beast messenger Tetra, immediately led her large war dogs and harpy banshees to walk away with their heads in their arms, but still suffered many casualties under the long-range rifled muskets of the gnomes, and the great detour of the Chaos army collapsed in this way.

"Well, I can feel the fluctuation of the power of this Chaos Mammoth, which is like a torch lighting a candle in the ranks of the Chaos army. Judging from the ratio to the enemy's cavalry, that guy should be more than six meters tall, it really looks like a hill!"

Hyde closed his eyes slightly, as if using his mind to detect the chaotic momentum. But for a moment, he reopened his eyes and stared at the massive Chaos Mammoth in the distance. It was an indescribable horror troll, and a true trump card of the Chaos Army, but there seemed to be a very special figure lurking on its back, what was that?

The ferocious Chaos Mammoth was six meters tall and more than eight meters long from its forehead to its tail, its long gray-yellow fur undulating in the winter wind. Its equipment is eerie, with heavy leather armor and scales, as well as tree trunks, simply put together to serve as its armor. A large sedan chair made of thick planks and fish-scale armor was fastened to its broad back like a castle full of thorns, and it was crowded with Kugan marksmen armed with bows and arrows, and from time to time they fired a mighty chirping hammer, and the giant elephant shouted at the same time, and the loud roar echoed throughout the battlefield.

But what Hyde felt was not the Kugans, who were nothing more than dim matches and candles. In fact, it was difficult for them to distinguish from each other in the realm of perception above the Giant Elephant, because the power of the Chaos Giant Elephant was like a bonfire. The problem is that on the bonfire that has burned and risen, there seems to be a star that is brighter than the bonfire jumping, and this is the opponent who makes Hyde really feel the great force!

"Like Tigger? no, that's not the same as the Chosen Knight of Chaos. It seems to be more powerful, but there is an irrepressible murderous aura, a murderous aura coming towards me, is that the leader of the enemy?"

Hyde asked himself softly in his mind, but it was short-lived. For hundreds of Chaos cavalry had regrouped and swarmed towards the coalition cavalry array, their arrows firing fiercely with wind and wails, their spears pointing forward like a downed forest. The time for another battle is coming, and it will be the moment of the final showdown!

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