(I went out in the afternoon, but I didn't expect to come back late.)

Sorry for the late update for this chapter.

Although it's already two o'clock in the middle of the night, it's good to write it out and update it.

Sorry, it's late today~~

This chapter is the 27th, and there will be updates during the day!)

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Chapter 524 [Our Land!]

"Whew!whew!!"

The horsemen on their horses were shouting and shouting, and the cavalry galloped over the wilderness in the northwest.

The team of hundreds of horsemen did not arrange any formation, but showed an umbrella-like distribution, galloping on the wilderness at will.

Judging by the formation, this is what a typical steppe cavalry looks like. If it was Roland's army, then it would definitely follow the marching column of cavalry.

Only under the blue sky, the grassland athletes, who are accustomed to galloping on the grassland, will ride their horses like this.

These steppe cavalry came from the east, as if they were about to gallop to the end of the sky in one breath, as if there was nothing to stop them on this earth.

In fact, deep down they may be thinking so.

When a meandering river gradually appeared in the front line of vision, the steppe cavalry was visibly excited, and the shouting was more exciting and powerful, and the horses' hooves scattered quickly, splashing the earth.

"Leng Kol! Leng Kol River!"

"It's the Lenkol River!!"

When the steppe cavalry galloped to the front of this not wide river, it seemed that everyone shouted excitedly, and even more steppe cavalry, regardless of the cold weather, tore off their clothes, exposing their chest hairy chests to the cold wind, and let out a howl like a wolf.

"Leckol!!We've seen Lengkol!!"

......

Leng Kol River.

This is obviously a steppe appellation.

The river in front of meanders and meanders, and the upper stream in the distance flows from Mount Kilimano. Here, looking at the north and south, the northwest land is divided into a dividing line.

According to the official name of the Roland Empire, the river had an official name called "Rova".

As the name suggests, this river is an important dividing line in the northwest of the Roland Empire.

Beyond the river, to the west, is the territory of the Tulip family, and to the east, the territory of the city of Rova, which is part of the Imperial province of Nurin.

Other words. When these hundreds of steppe cavalry arrived at this river, it meant that they had crossed the territory of the Tulip family and came to the easternmost place!

Crossing this river, even if you have stepped out of the territory of the Tulip family, you have entered the territory of the empire: the province of Nurin!

Just a few months ago, the duchess of the Tulip family, led three thousand cavalry guards, crossed here. Scared off the army of Thor's Whip and rushed to the Northwest Fortress to quell the rebellion!

Just a hundred years ago, the Northwest Legion of the once prominent Roland Empire was located on the east side of this river!

Just over 300 years ago. The Roland Empire was in civil strife, and the steppe people invaded, and they once crossed this river, and the soldiers were directed at the inner heart of the empire - and that time. Nearly destroyed the Roland Empire, resulting in the rise of the Augustinian dynasty and the beginning of the legend of the Rollin family!

And just 1,100 years ago. The founding emperor of the Roland Empire once defeated the last resistance force entrenched in the northwest here, and finally unified the continent and created the great Roland Empire!

Guozuo so far!!

For the steppe people, this river is engraved in their hearts, they once hit here, so that the entire northwest of the Roland Empire is ravaged under their iron hooves.

For the steppe people, this river means glory, legend, and ...... Tragic!

......

In winter, the flow of the Rova River is extremely slow, and due to heavy snowfall, the river has become covered with a thick layer of ice.

Occasionally, in the middle of the night, you can hear the sound of the ice cracking.

This group of steppe cavalry rushed to the river, jumped off their horses one after another, and some excited steppe people rushed to the river, and even knelt on the riverbank, trying to dig water, looking at the thick ice, the steppe people pulled out their scimitars and chopped on the ice, and even more steppe people hated to use their heads to smash the ice!

Break the ice!

Break the ice!!

Drink the horse this Leng Kol River!!

Coming here means that they have done what their ancestors did hundreds of years ago!!

The entire land of the Northwest has been trampled behind him!!

The steppe people shouted here, and all of a sudden, some of the steppe people shouted: "Roland people!

The steppe cavalry looked up, and saw a troop of cavalry from the Roland Empire coming out from behind a low hillside on the other side of the river.

This group of cavalry was not very numerous, only about 100 horsemen.

The hundred and ten horsemen were all dressed in the standard Thor's Whip cavalry attire: winter leather armor, lined with cotton robes, and covered with linen tunics. Equipped with axes and guns, as well as short bows.

The quiver hanging from the saddle kept colliding on the saddle with the slow movement of the cavalry, making a snapping sound.

The Roland cavalry stared coldly at the steppe people on the opposite bank across the Rova River.

The eyes of the cavalry were cold and fierce!

The steppe cavalry on the opposite bank was clamoring, while the cavalry of Thor's Whip here remained silent, and they lined up about thirty meters away from the riverside.

Both sides seemed to have a tacit understanding, and they did not take out their bows and arrows to shoot at each other, but looked at each other across the not wide river.

The silence of the Roland cavalry seemed to arouse the pride and ferocity of the steppe people even more, and they shouted loudly.

"Let's go!"

The captain of the cavalry waved his hand.

The cavalrymen in the ranks withdrew their fierce looks, lined up without saying a word, and then made a circle on the river bank, turned around and headed east.

A young cavalryman who fell at the end, as if on purpose, clamped the saddle between his legs, and when the horse was trotting, he suddenly bent down and made a difficult riding move, and his body leaned down from the left side of the saddle, reached out and grabbed a handful of dirt from the ground!

The cavalry turned back and stared coldly at the steppe aliens on the other side, and shoved the dirt into his arms.

The dirt is icy. But it seemed to stimulate his chest, and his heart became more and more hot!

This is!!

Our!!

Land!!

......

The sharp whistle alarmed the cavalry, who were resting.

The cavalrymen, accustomed to training, jumped one after another, and someone had already rushed to the second floor of the fortress and looked out of the window.

"Orcs!orcs!!"

With the shouting of the lookout, Montoya had already rushed up, and looking north, a dense wriggling black spot appeared on the snow, like ants

Montoya picked up the monoculars and looked north.

In his field of vision, he could even see the faces of ugly orc warriors. Sharp fangs, blood-red eyes, and white heat spewing from nostrils!

"More than three hundred!"

Montoya immediately made a judgment.

The orcs were coming towards the fortress, and they were not running fast, only about three hundred meters away.

Montoya was well aware that the orcs were not running fast now, but that wasn't the real speed of the orcs.

Obviously, these orcs are not wild bandits, but know how to fight.

They're just approaching now. I didn't run with all my speed, just to save my strength, and when the distance was close, I could still have the strength to sprint.

"First team! Go to the fortress! Second team. Double-lined up, to the north!"

"Take the bow!!Ready!!"

Montoya's majestic roar reverberated inside and outside the fortress.

The cavalry had already entered the battle position.

More than twenty people had already rushed to the top of the fortress, standing on all the platforms and battlements, lookouts.

The bow is ready. The reserves began to speak nervously and orderly, and the quivers were carried up one by one.

Outside the fortress, a hundred cavalry had been divided into two teams. They hid in the outer walls of the fortress.

Some of the more experienced soldiers had already pulled out the arrows from their quivers one by one and stuck them in the snow in front of them.

"Spearmen!Third team takes spearmen!Queue!!"

"Bow and arrow ready!Front row kneeling!!Back row back!!"

"The lookout is in place!!"

"Observe the wind!!"

"Flag bearer!!"

Montoya had already stormed out of the fortress. He shouted vigorously, giving orders one by one, and occasionally a little flustered soldier, Montoya went over and kicked lightly. Drink steadily: "Don't be afraid!!Everyone is together!!"

By the time the orcs ran to a distance of only two hundred meters from the fortress, the archers were fully prepared.

The standard-bearer in charge of commanding the bow and arrow was the most experienced veteran and a man selected from the personal guard battalion of the Northwest Independent Division.

"Ready!!"

"Northeast!300 steps!!Volley!!"

With the wave of the red flag......

Airplanes!!!

In front of a dense and deep sound, a rain of arrows seemed to be "sprayed" from behind the low wall under the fortress!

Pierced into the air, and then under the effect of gravity, he smashed down to the ground!

After this buzz, the dense rain of arrows and the earth came into the most intimate contact!

The orcs, who were trotting forward, were immediately baptized by this wave of volleys!

The effect of the first wave of arrow rain is the best! In the snow, I heard the screams of the orcs one after another, and the cold and hard arrows pierced through the hot flesh and brought up patches of blood! In the snow, there were constantly orcs who were hit by arrows and fell!

There are also fierce orcs, who are hit by arrows that are not vital parts, so they ruthlessly break the shaft of the arrow inserted in their bodies, let out a fierce roar, and continue to run forward!

The speed at which the orcs run is noticeably faster!

And at this time, the archers on the fortress began to shoot.

After a round of dive shooting, more than a dozen orcs fell into the snow, and on the white snow, a piece of crimson color gradually appeared!

"Two hundred and fifty steps!!Volley!!"

"Two hundred steps!!Volley!!"

Airplanes!!

After three volleys, the orc charge queue, which had seemed to be quite dense, seemed to become much thinner.

And by this time, Montoya had already issued a new order.

"Archers stand back!!Withdraw their bows!! line up and draw their swords!!Spearmen forward!!Defend the line!!"

Fifty horsemen picked up their rifles and rushed towards the low wall, and within the low wall a row of sharp spears pointed at the sky at a forty-five degree angle!

Of course, the low wall is not high, only half the size of an ordinary courtyard wall, but barely exceeds a meter. A strong orc warrior can jump over this low wall with a single leap!

The orcs ran deeper and further, and the archers on the fortress began to shoot freely, and the sound of breaking through the air was incessant.

By this time, Montoya had already picked up a weapon - a long-handled axe.

His eyes widened and he roared loudly, boosting morale, especially the spearmen at the forefront of the wall of love.

"Steady!!Steady!!Hold on to formation!!Steady!!"

Rumble!!!

With a roar, the orcs finally rushed to the wall. Figures leaped to their feet, trying to jump from the low wall into the fortress's courtyard.

The gun array has a powerful effect!

Most of the orcs who tried to get in just crossed the low wall and slammed into the oncoming spear tip!

With a scream, one by one the orcs were pierced through the body by the spear, and when they fell to the ground, they let out a painful scream!

When some orcs rushed in, their bodies were pierced by the spears, but the huge force knocked the spears into the wrong array. When it fell to the ground, it was broken along with the spear!

And just when he landed, before the orc had time to struggle, there were already sharp swords around him!

This wave of orc attacks. With three volleys of archers, covered by the free fire of the archers on the fortress during the run, less than a third of them were able to break through the low wall.

And the strong defensive effect of the gun array makes the orcs fall to the ground. Half of the dead and wounded!

At the cost of about fifty lives, the orcs finally broke through the array of spears, and their spears were scattered everywhere. Quite a few have broken off.

Montoya roared loudly, and the soldiers in the gun array quickly retreated—they had done their job.

Some soldiers couldn't retreat, and some were bitten hard by the orcs, hammers, maces, axes, these weapons fell one after another, and some soldiers died tragically under these weapons, and some were smashed beyond recognition!

The soldiers in the gun formation quickly retreated, and the corners of Montoya's eyes twitched.

The effect of the spear array was very good, but the speed of the retreat of the spear soldiers made Montoya a little dissatisfied, and in his opinion, the dead and wounded soldiers were completely trapped in the orc pile because of the slow speed of retreat.

Rushing into the low wall, there were less than fifty orcs still standing.

"ON!!Kill them!!"

Montoya roared with a lot of air!

The archers who retreated from the two rows just now had already finished lining up behind, and the bows and arrows in their hands had been replaced with the standard longsword of the Roland Empire!

The bright sword array is neat and full of oppression!

"Kill all these animals!!

Montoya roared, he had already raised the battle axe in his hand and rushed forward first! Silver fighting qi instantly spread all over his body!

Behind him, two rows of soldiers raised their swords and swarmed forward!

In the courtyard under this fortress, a bloody battle began!!

...... The battle situation was almost one-sided! The orcs who jumped into the low wall could still stand less than fifty, and the two rows of human soldiers on this side raised their long swords, and they had already lined up in a complete formation, plus Montoya, a fierce general, and moved forward step by step, and soon completed the strangulation of the orcs in the low wall!

The individual combat effectiveness of human soldiers may not be as good as that of orcs, but when the formation is completed, in the form of a battle formation, in this small area of terrain, the dense queue crushes over it like a boulder!

The resistance of the orcs was a little messy, and although there were occasional fierce orcs crashing into the sword formation, they were quickly pierced by several swords around them!

Montoya is more like a giant axe, with a silver fighting spirit shining, and wherever he goes, no orc can survive in front of him!

The battle lasted only three minutes before it was over.

The low walls are littered with orc corpses!

Montoya slashed down the last orc in front of him, trampled on its chest with one kick, and didn't stop the orc scolding and yelling, went up to make up for it, and cut off the orc's head directly!

Blood had stained his leather armor red, and the smell of blood filled the courtyard walls.

Montoya gasped and grabbed the orc's head and held it high!

"Kill !! and win !!"

"Kill !!"

"Kill !!!!"

The soldiers also roared, it was the first time to experience such a tragic battle, most of them were new recruits, but with the advantage of the terrain, they crushed this group of orcs with superior strength within the low wall, and almost everyone's sword was stained with blood!

The bloody gas stimulates everyone's hormones to secrete frantically, roaring!

The young warrior's blood was already boiling, his eyes widened, and he roared with their lord Montoya, roaring to the end, and some people didn't even know what they were calling anymore, they only felt that there was a fire in their hearts, and only a roar like Guò could be vented!!

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(To be continued......)