"Are the Chaos Kugans really fast, were they defeated so easily, or is this what you call the Chaos Nomad Cavalry Tactics?"

Hyde put down his binoculars and rode forward two steps to ask old Loren. The battle in the distance did not last long, and the cavalry of both sides began to fire arrows at a distance of one hundred and twenty paces from each other, and the Kugans rained down like a swarm of arrows, and the Ugoles were also good at it, and the two waves of fire were almost equal in damage. But when the Empire's heavily armored knights and breastplated musketeers accelerated toward the Kugans for melee combat, the Kugans parried only symbolically, leaving behind five or six dead horses, and then turned their horses' heads and scattered like a wind as they shot arrows.

The coalition cavalry did not pursue. Holding on to the formation, they retreated in an orderly manner, while their bows and arrows returned to the rain of arrows fired by the Kugans. In this short encounter, the coalition forces suffered about twenty or thirty casualties, seven or eight of whom were killed. The Kugans suffered a slightly larger casualty than the Allied cavalry, with more than ten casualties, due to the better armor of the Imperial cavalry. But the Kugan cavalry didn't leave a single of their companions behind, and pulled them away with a lasso, much to Hyde's surprise.

"Of course they weren't defeated, it's a common tactic of the Chaos Kugans, luring their opponents into an ambush. Judging from the shaking of the ground, the enemy's strength would not be less than three or four thousand cavalry, and now only four or five hundred vanguard light cavalry were dispatched to test our army. They want our army to pursue, to disperse our array, and then to throw the main forces into a breakdown, but how can our army do what they do?"

Old Loren stroked his gray beard and squinted his eyes in reply to Hyde. He tugged on the reins twice, calming the restless male black horse under his crotch, and then continued the conversation in an old, calm voice. His deep-set eyes looked at the smoke that remained after the fierce battle in the distance, and his heart was full of emotion.

"The enemy's trump cards are hidden and not released. Since they have flesh and blood servants created by dark spirit technology, then there will be no shortage of trolls and beasts. But as long as we maintain a tight battle line and array, and the infantry, cavalry, artillery, and mages cooperate tacitly, the Kugan people will not take any advantage! The battle just now is just the curtain of a drama, and the real battle is still to come, Your Highness, you don't need to worry. ”

"I'm not in a hurry, I'll act in accordance with the orders of the Wing Commander, General General. I remember the lesson from the beginning, and I will not act rashly. By the way, why did these Chaos minions take the bodies of their battle dead, and what is the reason for this?"

Hyde politely replied to Loren Sr.'s admonition, and he used his reason to restrain the fanatical and belligerent impulses in his heart, and to calm his heart as much as he could. Because there were so many chaotic fluctuations in the perceptual realm, it was like a wall of flames slowly advancing from afar, and the boiling and burning heat attacked his mind, making him feel an inexplicable anger and mania. In order to change the topic, he asked a question, which was naturally also a somewhat confusing one.

"Chaos Kugan customs and military law dictate that every ten-man soldier must bring back the corpse of his companion as much as possible, and whoever can bring back the corpse of his companion will receive half of the inheritance of the war dead. However, if they can't bring back the bodies of their fallen comrades, the entire team will be severely punished. So they would not abandon the corpses of their comrades in every battle, but would do everything in their power to bring them back to their camps, sacrifice their flesh and blood to their evil gods, and then bring back the bones and relics to the relatives of the war dead. The Chaos Kugans are fierce warriors, but they take it very seriously. ”

Frey picked up Hyde's topic, and in a thin, heavy voice she explained the customs of the Kugans. The beautiful maiden goddess was now dressed in a silver-trimmed gold armor with blue and red decorations, and the red cloak and black hair in a ponytail behind her were gently stirred by the breeze of the snowfield, and her beautiful face was full of brilliant heroic wind. Although she usually looks weak, Frey is a person who has been trained on the battlefield for many years with Rick Knight Edelman, and naturally has the temperament of a soldier on the battlefield.

"Understood, Frey. It turns out that these Chaos minions took the corpse for this reason. ”

Hearing this explanation, a sudden flash of sadness flashed through Hyde's heart, and he remembered the Lord Edelman, who had died in battle for his recklessness. Although it was a month ago when I attended Edelman's cremation funeral, it is now as vivid as a vision. The young deity remembered how Frey had fallen in front of the rising cremation pile, and he remembered how the black-haired girl had shed tears!

In that moment of grief, she almost fainted when she and Hyde put the ashes of the heroic knight in an oak urn, and Hyde felt guilty and didn't know what to say. Now the urn is still solemnly laid out in their luggage. Edelman's home is in a small town on the outskirts of the imperial capital of Aldolph, thousands of miles away. Hyde had promised Frey that when the war was over, he would accompany her to the home of her stepfather, Edelman, and bring his ashes back to his homeland for a solemn burial, fulfilling his due duty.

"Your Highness, please pay attention to the distance, the army of chaos is beginning to appear, and the drama is about to begin!"

Old Loren's solemn voice brought the somewhat distracted Hyde back to reality, and he shook his whole body violently, and hurriedly re-raised the brass telescope on his chest. Before a big battle, you should observe the enemy's movements and troops as much as possible, which is what a general must do. Old Loren has emphasized this many times.

The earth shook slowly, and as far as the eye could see, patches of gray and black jungle seemed to emerge from the distant horizon. The jungle was moving, wrapped in white rising snow and dust, and with the strange and high-pitched sound of trumpets and countless flags, it was unstoppable and surging towards the great array of the Imperial Alliance, like the tide and the wind.

Countless horsemen roared forward on their long-haired, sturdy horses, their voices threatening to tear the air apart. Most of these warriors were lightly armed riders, wearing thick short leather jackets covered with hard leather armor engraved with the symbol of the Chaos Eight-pointed Star, and their ear-pressed leather hats were pulled very low, their faces were covered with scars, and their waists were skeletal with a terrifying aura.

They carried double-curved horned bows in their hands, and leather quivers full of black or white feathered arrows on their backs. Nine-foot-long spears were stuck in the saddles, curved sabers hung from their belts, and countless pennants and streamers flew above their heads, decorated with helmeted skeletons and severed hands like the flags of hell.

But these riders were not all of the Chaos Legion, and with a few loud horns, these lightly armed riders spread out to the left and right flanks at an alarming speed, forming an evacuation formation to give way to the center of the army. A procession of heavily armored horsemen and their hideous banners slowly appeared on the cold snowfield, mixed with rolling snow dust and huge black shadows.

These heavily armed cavalry had a good defense, and their men and horses wore armor, which was very different from the light cavalry just now. They all wore pointed iron helmets decorated with fur, and their faces were covered with hideous brass skulls, revealing only their two eyes. The long iron armor of fish scales covered the thighs, and the chest was inlaid with a copper heart guard half a foot square, and the chaotic eight-pointed star on it sparkled. Brass chains and leather straps were tightly tied around the waist, and a two-foot-long mace swayed between the chains. They were taciturn, not whistling like the hussars, but the ranks were uniform, with a stern and cold murderous aura, as if to indicate that they were the heart of the army.

Twelve-foot-long, sharp spears pointed to the sky like a forest in their hands, and their gauntlets were adorned with feathers and hanging fur. Even more elaborate and massive hyperbolic bows are carried behind the back, and the quiver is inlaid with brass and silver, forming the ornate coat of arms of Slaanesh. But what was really terrifying was the terrible decoration beneath them--- it was a whole pale human skin! These skins were padded under the high saddle of the iron-armored war horses, their broken features and curly fingers were faintly recognizable, and the shriveled leather seemed to be still crying out in pain, which made people shudder.

Twenty-five-foot-tall banners flew magnificently in the center of these cavalry, with purple flashes of magic, and were towed by a six-wheeled cart. The banner was made of the whole leather of the behemoth, nine feet long, and it was painted with delicate brushstrokes of a naked gorgon rising from a sea of skeletons. Sharp blades and horned full-naked witches formed a golden ornamental band around the edge of the banner, while tassels were stranded juxtaposed with stranded human arm skin, and skull-like bells were tied to the shriveled fingers with gold threads, making a mournful harmony in the wind.

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