Left flank of the Gallic army, fortress of Bruges

This huge fortress built one hundred and fifty years ago, is the largest military node in the northern region of Rasti, although it has not experienced the baptism of war for a hundred years, the fortress is still strong and formidable, fifteen miles long and unshakable city walls, enough to garrison the rear of 100,000 troops, the fortress unfolds along the line of the central mountain range of Rasti, winding with the terrain towering up, like a huge beast of fierce beasts standing on the dragon plate, looking at the vast southern plain of Rasti below, the huge mountain range forms the surprise of the north and south regions of the Rasti region, the north is a barren plateau with a mountain uplift, and the south is a plain with a flat river,

The reason why the left wing of Gaul dared to put on an aggressive momentum was not only because of the strong troops, but also because of the high plateau, in front of which there was the existence of this large fortress that overlooked the entire southern region of Rasti, and the left wing commander Greda arranged heavy troops in this core fortress, and the 21st Gallic Local Infantry Regiment with a full strength of 11,000 people was stationed in the fortress, as an important node to support the entire left wing, behind the 21st Corps, two well-equipped infantry regiments from the Kame region with strong folk customs followed closely behind, each stationed in an area 10 miles behind the fortress, forming a stable triangle, and more than 100,000 troops spread out to the two wings with the fortress of Bruges,

The cool night breeze wafts the scent of wildflowers. Rolling, mixed with the humidity of the night inhaled into Hukochili's nose, the dark shadow of the castle of the Gauls in the distance was faintly visible in the black curtain, a wall spreading towards the mountains on both sides, forming the most important defensive core of the left flank of the Gallic army, the huge city wall was completely made of solid granite of the nearby mountains, up to twenty meters high, the outer ring was the water of the moat with the water rushing to kick, the sentries on the city wall wore clothes with a blue background cross, and a small number of soldiers sat listlessly in the light of the night fire, weapons and shields were scattered on the edge of the city wall。

Outside the fortress was a sparkling river that looped around the city, like a silver belt in the cold moonlight, and the trees sang in the night breeze, and the fluorescent insects in the July night fluttered among the trees, and the sound of the rushing torrent was in your ears. A qiē all seem so peaceful, calm,

"Pop" the branches were trampled by iron boots, and there was a trivial sound of leaves stampeding. Coming from behind, breaking the calm on the surface of the woods

"My lord, the assault force has arrived at its intended position!" a black-armored guard stepped out of the bushes next to him with his feet on the muddy and wet soil that had not yet dried, and whispered to Hukochi, who was staring at the fortress in the distance, the moonlight in the sky blocked by the dense foliage overhead,

A little white afterglow fell on the solemn shoulders of this famous imperial general,

Exquisite armor as black as night and breastplate floated on the chest. Carved with a thorn flower with a war sword, the whole person stood there, and his whole body was filled with a strong murderous aura, just like a demon god. There is a faint coercion, and it seems that even the place where you walk will roll up a whirlwind

"Is it, all of them ready?" Hukochili's flat gaze retracted from the distance, glowing with a sharp chill.

The Gallic left-wing army marched to the rebel zone in sequence, but still maintained about 70,000 troops on the front line, and Greda, a famous Gallic general, was not a rookie who did not care about the tail. On the contrary, this famous Gallic general has always been known for his meticulous and meticulous arrangement.

Judging from the left-wing posture it has arranged,

It will be found that the entire Gallic left flank laid by this famous Gallic general is actually a huge open net, between the front line and the hinterland, showing several staggered defensive areas, such a layout can show the advantage of troops to the maximum, forming an extremely resilient defensive layer.

The infantry regiment of the first line, supported by the solid rear of the second line, can choose to advance in a platoon, or it can continue to accumulate troops, forcing the Falcon Army on the opposite side to move at will.

And the core that constitutes the entire network skeleton of the Gauls is the majestic fortress of Bruges in front of them.

Everyone knows that the cavalry attack of the northwest rebels is very sharp, but in the face of this huge city wall spread out for more than ten miles, as long as the fortress that forms the core of the defense line is stable, the cavalry cluster can play a very small role in shaking the temporary attack of the side defense line.

On the contrary, it is easy for the cavalry to break through too fast, go deep into the hinterland, and unknowingly be cut off by the Gallic army that rolls back, forming a brutal encirclement and strangulation.

At the beginning of the Central Biya battlefield in the east, Greda used a stable node and a fan formed by two wings to maneuver, so that the 4,000 arrogant Qianyang heavy cavalry who rushed into the trap unknowingly went deep into the hinterland, cut off the back road, surrounded and killed layer by layer, and was finally trapped to death by the local infantry regiment that was not well-equipped with the most conventional infantry phalanx.

This is also the reason why even the Falcon Majesty, who is accustomed to profiting from chaos, did not dare to make too much use of the large-scale interspersing of cavalry for a while, and the Gallic commander laid not only a net on the left flank, but a fan trap aimed at the high mobility of the Falcon Cavalry, which seemed to be a prosaic line.

It may turn into a surging brutal strangulation at any time because of the attack, but such a layout has a fatal weakness, that is, once the core that supports the entire defense line is defeated, the two wings formed by the core will completely collapse because they can't take care of it and can't quickly transform and shrink.

Hukochili opened his eyes and looked at the slightly revealing white line on the horizon, five o'clock was the time when people were most mentally tired, the defenders of Fort Bruges were significantly reduced, some of the sentries were dozing off on the battlements, and no one would think that Fort Bruges would be attacked

As the most important node, when the left flank of Gaul was transferred to quell the rebellion, the strength stationed in Fort Bruges did not decrease but increased, in addition to the 21st Corps of 11,000 people, in the evening of yesterday, Fort Bruges increased again with 7,000 people of the 32nd Infantry Regiment, nearly 20,000 troops, strong walls, two infantry regiments that can come to support at any time in the rear, how to look at it, Fort Bruges is stable like the majestic mountains in front of you, and it will not be broken in a thousand years, ten thousand years, but the Gauls will never expect that with the order, the 50,000 people who attacked on the left flank of the entire Falcon Army have been divided into three sides and infiltrated the forest area below Fort Bruges

The sentinels along the way were disposed of in advance by the longbowmen who were good at long-range attacks, and 50,000 elites were ready to storm Fort Bruges, because it was a surprise attack, all the heavy siege equipment was abandoned, and the soldiers were all lightly armed. The most unlikely place to slam a sword, the pain of the other party's tears, the rebellion of the left wing of the Gaul is just an illusion used to attract the attention of the Gauls, from the very beginning, the fat man did not give much hope for the impact of the rebellion, "The real goal, in fact, from beginning to end, is on this fortress of Bruges, which is like a battle node, and if you don't make a move." The shot is an unexpected lore, and His Majesty's style is really as sharp as ever!" Hu Keqili took a deep breath, calmed down the fluctuations in his heart, and snorted in a muffled snort, "Longbowmen come out and clean up the city walls!"

"All longbowmen out!" a fast horse sped past the edge of the forest, and rows of black dots gradually appeared in the white mist of the floating forest at five o'clock in the morning

Four thousand thorn-thorn longbowmen, armed with 2-meter bows, formed in four teams and stood out from the dense woods beneath Fort Danbruges.

With the command, the two-meter long bow, supported by an arm as thick as an ordinary person's thigh, slowly lifted a forty-five degree angle towards Fort Bruges, which was above the ground level, and the tense longbow bowstring was slowly pulled to the maximum. The steel arrowhead with the blood groove was raised, flashing with a faint white light that belonged to cold metal

"Ready! Triple Shot"

The longbow captains standing in the front row on the left shouted, wearing red tassels on their heads and wearing red leather armor that only the Guards had. "Put!" said in a loud voice, the captain of the longbowmen, who stood first on the left side of the group. The first one let go of the bowstring, and the specially made longbow armor-piercing arrow tore through the air, flying out with a white cold light, "Whoosh!whoosh!!" The dense bowstring sounded, and countless arrow clusters were like locust swarms that suddenly burst from the edge of the forest, cutting through the dense forest area below Bruges with a rapid and graceful white line, and quickly leaping a staggering distance of 200 meters,

At five o'clock in the morning, all the sentries of Fort Bruges were tired and sleepy, and no one noticed that in the dense wooded area 200 meters from Fort Bruges, the white light was overwhelming, and on the walls of Fort Bruges, the Gauls were still unaware of the impending surprise attack, several sentries crouching by the fire were yawning, and other soldiers were sitting opposite them. The light of the fire shone on their tired faces, and one of the sentries tightened the collar of the linen with his hand with an ugly face, and threw a piece of wood into the fire, I don't know why, he felt that the temperature was very low tonight, even though he was close to the campfire, but he always felt a cold voice behind him, "What sound?" One of the sentries vaguely heard something, stood up curiously, leaned out half of his body to look out, and suddenly, a white light struck, and the sentry flew backwards as if it had been hit, and a thick cluster of arrows shot through his chest, and the castration flew out with the people, and was firmly nailed to the wooden post behind him

The sentry was covered in blood, and his hands struggled to grasp the tail of the arrow that had pierced his throat, trying to pull it out, and his face turned red with pain. The chest that was shot through made a gurgling sound, like a pile of rubble rubbing, "Collapse!" Another cluster of arrows from the thick fog shot into his neck from the left side,

The white tail of the arrow trembled at his throat. His last effort came to an abrupt halt, his hands and feet hung weakly, and his feet hung there from the ground...... Enemy ......" Several sentries were stunned by the sudden situation, their voices had not yet fully come out, like a void blade attacking in the cold night, countless arrows clustered at the same moment, falling rapidly from the sky, the sound of the Gauls' shouts stopped abruptly, everyone only felt a dense cold star dazzling their eyes, and the terrifying stars were like starlight suddenly bursting out of the darkness, with a deadly aura, shooting through the body with unbelievable speed, "Puff puff!" The terrifying projectile of the thorn longbow even allowed the Gallic soldiers to clearly hear the sound of blood exploding within their bodies.

The minced meat splattered, and the optical fibers glowed with a slight white light. Countless points of blood light accompanied by the crisp sound of broken muscles and bones, the screams of the deceased before death, in the dark night to hear the creep, once made the entire Ikadivar mainland army frightened by the top troops, at this moment burst out like a storm of sharp momentum, "enemy attack!" A few minutes later, a terrible and tragic cry sounded on the fortress wall, it was a desperate cry, in the faint morning light, the polished steel shields of the siege troops shone silver in the sun, like a sparkling river. The dense human heads wriggled like a colony of ants, making the scalps of the sentinels above tingle. "Don't let them come up!" the Gallic defenders sounded their trumpets in a panic, and the troops on the walls hurried out, "Bell, bell!" The alarm bell, which rang in the early morning, sounded like a frightened woman from the watchtower of the city wall. "Change the arrows!" shouted the longbow captains who were in charge of blocking the attack at the bottom of the walls, and the long arrows of the thorn archers were quickly replaced by thick arrows, a move that had been practiced a dozen times. The longbowman made the switch in a matter of seconds, "Height thirty-six, shoot!"

With the shouts of the captains, countless special arrows tied to ropes shot out from the powerful thorny longbow,

The hook hit the inside of the wall of the city wall, bounced a burst of dust, and the wall of more than 20 meters was jumped by the cluster of arrows, and the hook that fell firmly hung on the strong battlement, and under the fortress, the Falcon infantry had swooped down like a tide. The cold light was like iron, and countless Falcon infantry soldiers in light armor carried huge shields behind their backs, and bit sharp long swords in their mouths, and shot triangular iron tools with barbs from the foot of the city below, and then quickly climbed up along the ropes nailed to the battlements.

"If you don't want to die, stop them with all your might!"

The Gallic soldiers stabbed their spears at the heads of the falcons below, and the falcon infantry climbing below grabbed the opponent's spears and pulled them down.

Sharp and powerful longbow shots. Let them fall one by one, even the shield could not stop the powerful longbow volley of the Thorns, and for a while, the Gauls were shot in all directions. Unable to form a thick enough defense, the Falcon infantry swooped up, and the two armies staggered in a brutal and tragic scene, littered with spears and swords.

"Forward!"

The metallic glow of the weapon shone in the rising sun, the blood sprayed, and the fallen soldiers screamed. The falcon battle banner with teeth and claws was pushed up to the head of the city by the forward soldiers in the bursting morning wind, and was firmly planted on a city wall, making a tense sound.

The falcons that rushed up the city walls, the dense spear tips flashing with the terrifying edge of metal in the white morning light. Guns are like a forest. The phalanx was like a mountain! The number of people increased, and the two sides gritted their teeth in the desperate battle, blood flew everywhere, and there were screams one after another. "Whew" A piercing whistling sound swept overhead, almost covering the shouts of the soldiers, "pop" a round catapult, like a meteor into the queue behind, the rolling stone from the stone tower of the city wall, on the bodies of several soldiers, crushed a bloody road,

"Forward, kill them all!" shouted the captain of the Falcon Infantry in a hoarse voice, his bloodshot and cold eyes staring at the catapult that shot out of the catapult in front of him, as if he did not realize that just now, several lives had been taken away in a tragic way, and the fierce battle on the city wall entered the most tragic moment, and thousands of soldiers from both sides formed an assault force to pour into the city road. The screeching of their armor sounded metallic. so much so that they couldn't even turn around and catch their breath, and many soldiers were in front of them.

"Heavy Gun Advance!"

The falcons who climbed the walls of the city held aloft siege shields and pushed forward in a neat manner, like layers of waves crashing against the crumbling lines of the Gallic army, these heavy pikemen were the elite of the Imperial Central Army and experienced in siege. Although they had abandoned their heavy armor, they were still able to form a very terrible whole line with the heavy guns in their hands, and they lined up in thick formations along the eastern end of the occupied wall, and the "whooshing" spears pierced through the gaps in the Gauls' shields, and the superiority of the experienced soldiers over the ordinary local soldiers was quickly manifested.

I saw the spears rise high like a wall, and fall down like a mountain breaking through the sea, and a sharp whistling sound pierced through the gaps in the shields of the Gallic infantry,

Before the Gauls behind him could react, they were stabbed into the heavily armored body from top to bottom by a spear blade more than a foot long, blood sprayed out from the broken wound, the spear pulled back, and the bright red blood hole was opened with the shield by the spear, revealing a panicked white face behind the shield,

"Forward, take the gates!"

Even if the opposite side was a Gallic army in heavy armor, the most advanced hoplite pikemen also rose to kill, bloodthirsty desire spread in their hearts, and the spears in their hands were constantly pierced into the enemy's chest.

"Go, go" In the dense metal impact, blood rushed out from the bodies of the two sides who were strangled together,

The dense spears were like a moving wall of thorns, overturning the entire platoon of Gallic hoplites.

The corpses were piled up on the ground, and the heavily armed pikemen did not hesitate to step over the corpses and continue to advance, their goal was the gate of the fortress,

Only by capturing the gates, the cavalry of up to five thousand men outside the city was able to rush in,

The two armies fought fiercely at the city gate, quickly stacking piles of corpses nearly one meter high,

"Mom, back off!" The tragic face-to-face collision finally broke the fragile nerves of the Gallic local army.

Even in the face of the bloody battle of the officers behind, the troops guarding the city gate did not stop the pace of rout, and even the officers who supervised the battle behind were rushed to pieces.

"Gas!" The closed fortress gate finally opened slowly in front of Hu Keqili "Woo woo" The sound of the horn came from under the fortress, and there was a loud bang, and countless black cavalry seemed to play a high-pitched and passionate war song in the morning light,

The snow-like sword light was like a silver wave that was rapidly moving forward, rushing straight towards the position of the fortress gate (to be continued......