Chapter 151: The Enemy of Humanity, Concrete

That's it, William said something like this in front of Duke Otto. At the same time, in the army of Sarida Khan, the pride of the steppe, the darling of Tengri, was in a mood similar to that of William.

Even if he is going to face Duke Otto.

"Swordsmanship is unparalleled in the world. But military strategy, at best, is only first-class. The number of troops is not as large as mine. The combat power is not as strong as mine. 30,000 ...... It seems that the kingdom of Wende has also begun to fall, but this is also a matter of course. Mrs. Touro remained on her soil and refused to send troops, and the entire Gothic Empire was mired in civil war and could not send enough troops to support her. Is it said that he is so poor that he has to collect money to obtain resources? In addition to this, he also has to use the crusaders of the Holy See...... What time is this, the crusaders are outdated......"

Surrounded by Sulu ingot spears, under the white silk of the nine, in the golden tent. Sarida Khan began to think about it again.

Underestimating the war potential of the human world, which was on the rise, underestimating the strong determination of the Gothic Knights, and also underestimating the cunning of his own enemies. He did make the judgment that "the other side has only 30,000 troops". And confidently and boldly approached the army of Duke Otto.

"Maybe before that, I was a little more conservative...... However, Otto von Hereford was the commander of the army. Probably this is the only plus point for the enemy's army. In any case, a good opponent. In addition to this, the combat effectiveness of human armies also needs to be evaluated now. ”

In the last nearly 100 years. The centaurs of Tartaria have experienced several civil strife. This was followed by skirmishes on the border between the Slavites and the Wende. As well as fighting with the Southern Ottomans in the mountains, seas of the waters of Amenia, the Tarta Inland Sea and the Black Sea.

In a conflict of this magnitude, the impact of the main forces is very rare. The border area was filled with skirmishes of dozens, hundreds of cavalry. However, it is quite rare for infantry, cavalry, and artillery to exist, or to clash at the regimental level of more than 1,000 men.

This caused Sarida Khan to have a certain misjudgment. That is the combat effectiveness of human armies. Although he also has a new army of Slavians organized according to human standards, it is certain that the new army is much more effective than the old army.

But how much is a lot? 20 percent, 50 percent, 100 percent, twice as much?

Sarida Khan has no way of knowing.

Before that, in the Eighth Armenian War. He originally wanted to commit a new army to test its combat effectiveness.

But it's a pity. In the naval battles of the Black Sea, as in all wars, he could not stand up to the elite navy of the Ottomans. And the naval battle in the Inland Sea of Tarta, though, can be won. But the landing site was not ideal.

To the south was the Zoroyades, which was at odds with Tartaria, and to the west of the Inland Sea, the Armenian Mountains remained.

So, the focus remains on the barren mountainous region of Armenia. And the mainstream troops invested by both sides are still elite mountain infantry...... Well, this "elite mountain infantry" basically refers only to the Ottomans.

Both the dominant Dark Elves and the native mountain dwellers of Armenia are very good at fighting on a small scale, in fragmented mountain terrains. At the same time, the dark elves' unique night vision, as well as the milk chocolate color, are very suitable for the skin lurking in the dark, which also makes their night combat ability improved to an incredible level.

The Eighth Armenian War, which was almost indistinguishable from the previous seven. First, it was Tartaria, which had the advantage of forces, to the south and invaded Armenia. Then he was beaten like a grandson by the dark elves and the Armenian mountain people. Then the army of the Dark Elves went north and counterattacked Tartaria. Then in the plains, he was beaten like a grandson by the centaurs.

Black Sea – Armenian Mountains – Tarta Inland Sea – vast desert steppes.

That's basically it, as if it were some kind of supernatural prank. There was a natural barrier between the Tartariya Khanate and the Ottoman Empire. Although not insurmountable. But when the strength of both sides is still acceptable, it does play a great role. It's like a wall, blocking the attacks of two giant monsters that hate each other.

So, the Eighth Armenian War. The two sides are still in vain. The war still ended in a draw.

In the early stage, the fragmented mountainous terrain could not be well implemented by the troops of the New Army. In the later stages, in the savannah, nomadic cavalry and centaur troops will teach the dark elves how to behave. There is still no need for the troops of the new army.

"I hope this time, I can give a good appearance. It also proves that I am not wrong to invest so much money every year to feed this army. Sarida Khan thought to himself.

At the same time, the voice of the scout captain was heard outside the golden tent. He brought news of the human army.

There was neither retreat, nor escape. The 32,000 troops of the Hereford family continued to advance. After building a makeshift defensive fortification with a speed that would astonishing the feudal army, the army swooped down on Sarida Khan's army of 50,000. There is no intention of hiding his intentions at all.

Of course, in the vast plains of the Great Frontier Region, it is impossible to conceal one's intentions.

"It's a little surprising, but when you think about it, it's a no-brainer. Sarida Khan muttered to himself. Then he stood up: "Then let's send troops too." ”

Tartaria's army went into action. Slavits, nomads, centaurs. Warriors on the steppe, cowardly Xue army, elite new army. Under the loud shouts of the officers and the action of the whips that swung up and down, crackled. They were armed with great speed. Put on your armor, put on your helmet, grab your weapons and shields. Assemble in the open space outside the tent area.

That is to say...... Is there a difference in the degree of organization?"

Although it has been seen many times on the march. But when he saw it again, Sarida Khan was still surprised—the Slavic army under his command was significantly faster than the rest of his army. Even the cowardly Xue Jun couldn't compare to them.

In terms of short-term efficiency, it would be of great benefit to both Sarida Khan and Tartaria to have such an army. But in the long run, would it really be nice for an enslaved race like the Slavites to have such an army? Even though nationalism had not yet risen in this era. At the same time, the policies of Sarida Khan also played a positive role in reconciling the contradictions between centaurs and other human peoples. But at the end of the day......

"Does it really work?" said Sarida Khan. Then frowned. For a moment, after thinking of some kind of future possibility, Sarida Khan shuddered.

Although he scoffs at the kind of arrogant dreams of world conquest. But at the same time, Sarida Khan did not believe that his country would one day be destroyed...... No, maybe his dynasty, the rule of his family will be overthrown. But the concept of the "centaur khanate" will never be wiped out. In such a vast expanse of Tronica, Cuman-Chincha steppe, the land of the Ulus. It is universally recognized that the race of centaurs who are good at running is naturally supposed to be the master here.

How could there be any force strong enough to fight them?

It's a funny thought.

Thinking of this, Sarida Khan smiled in a self-deprecating manner. Then he shook his head and banished these jumbled thoughts from his mind:

"How is that possible? It's ridiculous. Have you been thinking too much? Sleep deprivation lately?"

Of course, this is only a momentary occurrence. In the next moment, Sarida Khan had regained his majesty and wisdom. Under his orders, Tartaria's elite army rolled forward. The morale is high and the anger is monstrous. With all his heart, he intended to carry out the orders of Sarida Khan.

Destroy miè his opponents.

This sense of oppression spreads outward like substance. Although there is no sound, it is even more invisible. But William and Otto were the first to sense its existence.

"It's coming!"

"yes, here we are. ”

Father and son glanced at each other. Then Otto raised his hand and signaled, and with the wave of the signal flag, a special military horn sounded. The whole army is like a machine with a switch flicked. Slowly stopped.

With the center of the two armies as the starting point, birds and beasts disappeared within a radius of 50 kilometers.

The musketeers began to check the ammunition. The artillerymen had to take the pack horses away, separate the gun wagons, and conduct a calibration.

"Maybe it would be better if there was a hot air balloon. But that's the range of the artillery. It can't go more than a kilometer, and visual observation in plains is not a big problem. William looked at the artillery position, where the soldiers were measuring the position with an artillery ruler. So to speak.

"The army's reaction speed is still too slow. The Duke of Otto exclaimed: "Although the signal flag and the trumpet have been popularized. But it's still too slow. The only people who could command handily were the 5,000 men of the new army. ”

"What is to be done, father?" asked William.

"It's the general. Duke Otto corrected. At the same time, it also shows his attitude.

"Yes, General. William immediately changed his tune.

At the same time, they could already feel the sound of horses' hooves coming from the distant horizon, and the frequency of the slight tremor of the earth. Facing the rising sun, the first thing that appeared on the horizon was the Nine White Silks of Sarida Khan. And then there were thousands of flags. Lots of cavalry, and centaurs who could barely tell whether they were cavalry or monsters.

The enemy of humanity, the son of the steppe, the darling of Tengri, the ruler of Tartaria's tens of millions of centaurs, nomads, and Slavites, Sarida Khan, is here. R1148