On the banks of the Blackwater River, more and more beastmen are gathering, inferior horned beasts, horned beasts, razor beasts, minotaurs, etc. gather on the bank of the river, trying to wade across the river, in the early spring, the river is not too turbulent, the first group of beastmen who venture into the water soon swam to the opposite bank, behind them, there are tens of thousands of beastmen. As far as the eye can see, the dense beastmen are like yellow sand and ant colonies, covering the vast plains on the other side of the Heishui River.

However, they didn't know that on the other side of the river was the same staggering number of Order legions, a coalition of Bretonnia and Wood Elves were waiting in the forest, and the Forest Rangers, Bretonnian archers, and catapults had been hiding in the forest two days earlier, and they had been waiting in the forest for two days, just for the great lore at this moment.

The Blackwater River will be their blood hell! At this moment, even the proud knight legion is waiting patiently, attacking half-crossing, which is a tactic set in advance by the high-level of both sides.

Eighty thousand Bretonnian soldiers and thirty thousand wood elf warriors continued to endure in the forest, making their last forbearance before the battle.

Unable to see the front line, his horse stumbling restlessly on his horse's hooves, Tallinnham trying to keep it calm, Berto standing expressionless. His eyes were steadfast and he was fully armed, which was his most beloved armor - the silver armor.

"Don't be nervous, young man, when you hear the horn, rush after me, in front of you, there will be hundreds of knights, they will rush in the first row, you just need to control your horses and follow most of them. Don't expect how many people your weapons can kill, most enemies die from warhorse ramming and trampling. ”

Berto whispered, his grim face hidden under his helmet, and Tallinnham could barely see his face.

Gradually, the noise on the river beach grew louder and louder, and Tallinnham knew that there were more and more beastmen landing on the shore. He felt the muscles of his whole body tense, and the tension almost made him breathless, but at the same time, an unprecedented sense of excitement also gathered in his heart. An army of 80,000 Partonnian soldiers, he had never participated in such a grand decisive battle.

In the midst of the nervous tension, the sound of countless arrows gliding through the air resounded in the forest......

"Launch!"

On the Wood Elf's position, the commander Alalos gave the order to shoot all. In an instant, five thousand forest hunters rained down deadly arrows at the army of beastmen who were crossing the river.

The dense rain of arrows flew by like a flock of crows, covering the sky and the sun!

Before the thousands of beastmen who had just landed could react, their bodies were filled with sharp feathered arrows. The entire river beach is densely packed with arrows. However, that's not all. Immediately after a rain of arrows from the Wood Elves, Bretonnia's catapult began to fire. Twenty-five catapults threw the ignited stone projectiles, and a magnificent scene appeared in the sky, like the fall of stars, and the ignited stone projectiles fell along a parabolic trajectory, leaving a long flue in the pale sky.

A few moments later, twenty-five fireball-like stone projectiles rained into the crowd, blasting up smoke and blood mist, and the earth mixed with blood and water burst from the beastmen's position.

Several flints fell into the river, making a splash and carrying away a group of hapless beasts.

The Razormon barked wildly, and the Badhorn tried to turn back in terror, but was smashed open by the Bighorn behind it. Almost all of them were dispatched, and on both sides of the shallow Blackwater River, the army was constantly approaching, the combined forces of the Wood Elves and Bretonnia came out of the jungle, and the army of beastmen under Mogul waded to the opposite bank desperately. They are already crossing the river, and when they retreat, the losses will only be worse.

Thousands of beastmen crowded the river's beach, wading toward the center of the river, while on the opposite bank, Bretonnian archers and wood elf rangers took turns firing, and catapults hurled flaming stone projectiles at the opposite bank like ferocious beasts.

On the river, the corpses of the beastmen were blown to pieces, and the boulders fell into the water, smashing the beastmen directly to the surface of the water, and sinking to the bottom of the river with their corpses, and the river was quickly dyed red. And those beastmen who were not hit by the boulders were not fine, and the dense rain of arrows flew like locusts, wave after wave. Everywhere there was the sound of arrows flying and everywhere the beasts behind the arrows let out screams and roars.

"What's up ahead?!"

On the front line, blood flowed like a river, in the forest, the knights of Bretonnia were waiting for it, and Tallinnham couldn't help it. He kept asking Berto, and his heart seemed to jump out. He heard the rain of arrows flying, the sound of burning boulders, the terrible death of the beastmen, all through the woods. It was the sound of battle, and he couldn't help it. However, the knight lord Berto on the side looked calm.

"Nothing special, the beastmen were slaughtered. ”

Holding the reins in one hand, Bertoyun replied lightly.

"When will the king blow his horn?!"

Tallinnam was heartbroken.

"Wait, wait patiently. Berto sat motionless in the saddle and whispered, "Remember, don't fall off your horse while charging, or no one will save you." Even if the horses behind you don't trample you to death, you won't be able to run away when you retreat. ”

Tallinnham nodded, however, he didn't listen at all. A heart is beating wildly. He heard the roars of the beastmen, the screams of the harpys, who were clearly getting closer.

It's getting closer......

On the front line, the Bretonnian peasants formed an infantry phalanx ready to meet the enemy, and on the right, the conservative guards of the wood elves also spread out their formations, standing their large shields on their chests, and their spears were unanimous to the outside, lined up in a neat battle line to meet the enemy. Although the beastmen suffered heavy losses, more and more beastmen have climbed the river bank under the repeated wading and forced crossings.

They have feathered arrows stuck in them, but as long as they are still in good hands and feet, they can continue to move on. At this moment, on the riverbank ground, the sparse beastmen were dragging their blood-drenched bodies towards the positions of the Wood Elves and the Bretonnian coalition. The Blackwater River had been completely filled, and the dense beastmen waded into the river, crowding out almost the entire surface of the river, and the black beasts swam past the water, and the river changed color as it swam, like a corpse bridge made of beasts......

"Dense formation, overall advancement!"

On the shore, the Wood Elf commander Alalos gave the order for the infantry to advance. The Eternal Guard tied his shield in a line and began to charge at the beastmen who landed on the shore with small steps.

At the same time, the Bretonnian legion on the other side, under the orders of King Charles, began to approach the army of beastmen.

The two infantry phalanxes formed a wide fan and flanked the beastman army in the center.