But as soon as he grasped the hilt of his sword, he saw two unicorns a few hundred meters away crashing through countless brown figures all the way and rushing in the direction of the small river ditch.

It was Tucker of the Second Squadron, he wasn't dead yet, and Griffin was secretly happy for his companions.

But soon he couldn't laugh, for at least a thousand brown figures stood in Tucker's path.

Hundreds of wooden arrows flew by like locusts, and Tucker was fine, only a few or three were stuck in them, but the unicorn beneath him fell to the ground with a grief, and threw Tucker out.

The knight behind him was in the same fate, his mount was pierced like a hedgehog, and he was even unlucky enough to be crushed by his own mount with one leg, and he couldn't get up in a hurry.

Tucker turned to the rescue, and the broadsword in his hand swept half a circle, and three or four wolf cubs turned into corpses.

In an instant they were all together, and Tucker covered the fallen companion to break free from under the horse.

"My leg is broken, you go quickly!" shouted the big man who fell to the ground, and his helmet was flung out, revealing a beautiful short blue hair.

Griffin recognized it, it was Maury of the 2nd Squadron, Tucker's countryman.

How could Tucker do what he wanted, stubbornly wielding the broadsword in his hand, and killing the layers of steppe wolves.

Bright red blood splattered all over his body, almost staining him into a bloody man, and Maury was fighting bravely against the corpse of his horse.

Suddenly, Maury let out a scream, and the scout's short armor slashed him in the neck, and blood gushed out from the rolled wound.

Tucker screamed and hurried to the rescue, but was hugged by more than a dozen red-eyed steppe wolves, unable to move an inch.

Griffin said to the young man beside him: "Bury yourself with leaves, live, as long as you can survive this time, you will become a real hunter, and you will never have to invite me to drink ale again." ”

Then he said to the big tree behind him: "Seniors, let them see how powerful our first squadron is." ”

A dozen or so men lined up in a sharp assault formation, firing their few bows and arrows as they ran in the direction of Tucker.

At the same time, two big men also limped out from the other direction, frantically waving the broadsword in their hands.

At 19:5000, in this small glade, more than a dozen Ward soldiers brazenly squeezed together with the locust-like steppe wolves, and gradually lost sight.

Only the young man, who was hiding among the fallen leaves of the tree roots, looked at everything in front of him with anger, his eyes blood-red.

He gritted his teeth, picked up the axe in his hand, followed the example of old Griffin, and rushed out with a loud shout.

Old Griffin casually cut down a steppe wolf, and then heard the somewhat immature roar, covered the wound in his lower abdomen, stuffed the leaking intestines into it, and sighed.

In the southeast of Gaokan City, outside the largest gap in this mountain, Philip's cheap father, Matthew's team leader, released the bowstring with a snap, and the chest of a steppe man 400 meters away was pierced, and the huge momentum flew backwards with his corpse a full ten meters away.

Looking at the armor style and figure of this steppe man, it should be a thousand-commander, maybe the leader of a small tribe, who knows.

"71" Matthew muttered to himself, his face as cold as ever, as he continued to look for a target to target.

But the steppe wolf was also well prepared, a row of 100 small bed crossbows neatly arranged 500 meters away, and thick crossbow guns were regularly scattered on the city wall.

"Be careful!" Matthew reminded loudly.

But there was still a soldier who leaned out of his body and was shot by a crossbow gun more than two meters long, and was nailed to the city wall alive, half of his head and neck were broken.

Matthew ordered the body to be collected and continued to direct the battle.

"Listen to my orders, targets 201, 202, shoot intensively. At his command, the 800 archers divided into three sections and fired three rounds of arrows in turn into a pre-marked area, creating a forest of brown corpses and black arrow clusters.

"Targets 110, 111, 112, moon strings, shoot. ”

The name of the moon string sounds beautiful, but it looks very unremarkable.

Kind of like a huge bow and crossbow, but instead of a crossbow bolt on it, it's a huge ball of twine.

With the sound of a loud string, the twine flew along the straight trajectory towards the dense steppe wolf on the opposite side.

It was only after a few tens of meters that the twine ball quickly disintegrated, and two hammer-like things flew out of it, spreading out to both sides with the whole twine, and soon formed a ripple that was so fast that it was almost invisible.

The ripples silently crashed into the charging inkblot crowd, and suddenly a group of people turned on their backs, and the terrible howl silenced the battlefields everywhere else.

At this time, when I looked at it again, there was only a no-man's land covered with corpses in a radius of 100 meters.

It's not right to say that it's no man's land, there are still many people who are not dead at this time, and they are struggling to crawl on the ground with half of their arms dragging their arms, wailing to find their lower body.

But the search was futile, and the floor was covered with thighs that looked very similar, as well as sticky, pungent blood and slippery internal organs.

Matthew shot down a gray vulture that was flying too low again, and ordered, "Save it and wait until they gather together." ”

He lamented in his heart that this newly invented weapon was easy to use, but it was too expensive.

It is not ordinary twine, but a metal made of a special alloy, otherwise it would not have such special physical properties.

This is still a new gadget produced in the workshop under Philip's name, Philip, who was not a business material in his previous life, directly hit the idea on the body of the Crazy Lion Division in the first pot of gold.

It took a whole year to make this thing according to his ideas, and the current production is very small, which can be regarded as a trial period.

Matthew, who used it for the first time, even came up with an idea, isn't it too wasteful to use such an expensive thing on this group of steppe wolves.

If it weren't for his son, I'm afraid it would not have been possible to pass it at the armaments conference, and he himself would not have accepted it.

It's better to use a box crossbow, although the rate of fire and accuracy are not too high, but it saves physical strength and manpower, and the killing effect is also not bad, but unfortunately the consumption of crossbow arrows is too large, and the number approved by the council is not much.

He looked at the steppe wolves outside the city walls, who were frightened by the hellish horror and fled frantically, and ordered to prepare supplies and start cooking.

This is only the vanguard of the steppe wolf coars, and they still have to fight in the future, so they should still use the secret weapon on those Axun regiments.

At the military headquarters of the city of Gokan, Marquis Sean Noe sits on the throne, and his son Bedri is giving him a military briefing.

"Since the discovery of the first vanguard army in the afternoon of the day before yesterday, a large number of steppe wolf pioneers have been found in 16 large and small military villages on the eastern defense line of Gaokan City, with a total number of more than 600,000 people.

According to the estimates of the General Staff, the total number of troops deployed in the defense line of Gaokan City is expected to reach more than 3 million. ”

Old Sean frowned sharply when he heard this number, and his wide nose turned red visibly, this number was terrifying, it was far more than the one thirteen years ago.

And according to past experience, the results of the military staff's estimates have always been small, and the old Sean has raised this number by 5 million in his heart.

If you add the two lines of defense of Vera Di City and Brando City to the north, this time it may even reach that terrifying number, more than fifteen million.

At the thought of the overwhelming array of enemies that swooped down like locusts, old Sean could no longer be calm.

"What about our losses?" he motioned for his son to continue reporting.

"The steppe people have used a new biological weapon, shaped like a giant worm, that can lurk underground and gnaw at the foundations of the city walls.

All eight outposts of the first line of defense were completely razed to the ground, and only five of the eight garrison scout wings had time to be withdrawn, and three were completely wiped out and the number was revoked.

Only 1,549 officers and soldiers below the rank of chief and deputy wing commander were evacuated, and the number of missing is unknown.

The eight checkpoints of the second line of defense have been damaged to varying degrees, and they are being urgently repaired, and the situation is critical.

The main line of defense is intact, and the transfer of supplementary supplies has begun, and it will be completed by tomorrow afternoon at the latest.

A total of 5,256 troops were lost, and countless losses of ordnance and materials were lost. ”

"Did you catch that worm?"

"Yes, a dozen alive captured. After research, it was found that this worm is similar to a large earthworm, has low intelligence, is good at burrowing, although it has sharp teeth, it will not take the initiative to attack humans, it is afraid of light and sound, and the main line of defense is not much because of the protection of the moat. ”

"Order the General Staff Headquarters to find a way to prevent it. ”

"Yes. ”

"What's more?"

"I just received the news that the Marshallese team leader who was patrolling outside was besieged in the Night Owl Valley last night, outnumbered and died heroically, and his personal guards desperately snatched his body back. ”

Hearing that he had not only lost more than 5,000 people in the first two days of the battle, but also lost a baron team leader, old Sean could no longer sit still, and stood up with his cane.

"Old guys, we're in trouble this time. ”

The three division commanders present, Brad the Lion, Duren the Shadow Hunter, and Douglas the Bear, all stood up and said that they would follow his instructions.

They all thought that after thirteen years of accumulation, the next attack of the steppe people would be extremely fierce, but they did not expect that this attack would not only be nearly half a month in advance, but also so fierce and decisive.

On the first day, it entered a white-hot stage, so much so that this year's supplies were not fully in place, and the elite scouts of the Four Masters Regiment were almost half lost and almost paralyzed.

As he walked out of the military headquarters, Brad stumbled rarely, and was helped by the adjutant to stabilize his body.

Unbeknownst to the others, Brad's own grandson, Bruce O. Snape, was on the missing list.

That night, the main force of the 150,000 Four Masters Regiment set out for the front line, vowing never to let any of the defenses be broken through again, and put the vicious steppe wolf into the hinterland of the empire.

Even if they can't go to Gaokan City, then they will all become a disgrace to the Imperial soldiers.

Except for the 20,000 Rock Divisions that were set aside as mobile forces to defend Gaokan City, the other three master regiments almost poured out.

At the same time, the Marquis of Nou roared in the city council for two full hours, and finally passed the emergency budget for wartime, and reported the current grim situation and military analysis to the Ministry of Defense of Viladi City, the Southeast Province, and the Imperial Capital.

The Villadi City and Brando City defenses also found nearly a million steppe pioneers each, and the first day of contact suffered heavy losses.

For a while, the eyes of the entire empire were focused, and the tragic atmosphere of the imminent war permeated the land in the southeast.

However, it is a pity that there has been no major war for more than ten years, so the bloated and sluggish southeastern province is not ready to deal with the sudden war.

It was not until a week later, in early November, that the endless bickering and prevarication were reluctantly ended, and the decision to send troops for reinforcements was made.

Even so, more than a dozen divisions of the second echelon, which had been sparsely trained for a long time, did not rush to the battlefield for a long time, and there was even a vicious case of a wing commander absconding and disappearing.

For a time, public opinion was in an uproar.

However, the cities deep in the hinterland of the empire seem to have become accustomed to the peaceful atmosphere of singing and dancing, and from the nobles to the commoners, they are still intoxicated with the thriving life of drunken gold fans, and they do not take this matter too seriously at all.

Just like at this time of year, the newspapers always hype up the border conflict, and all kinds of experts and professors will jump out to analyze it so many times, but this year the time is just a little bit earlier.

In their minds, countless attacks in the past have been easily blocked, but this year they are only a little more moved, and they are not aware of the catastrophe they are about to suffer.

Go back in time.

Philip led his men along the forest path to the north, and the warriors were all eager to bring the bad news back as soon as possible.

But just as they turned east into the fork in the road and were about to rush in the direction of the Blackwater River, suddenly an eagle's cry was heard in the sky, and then the mount under Chand, who was running at the front, let out a hissing and slowed down.

Everyone grabbed the reins and looked ahead, and suddenly their scalps were numb, and they saw countless red-skinned dwarfs wearing tattered leather armor and scimitars hanging from their waists thousands of kilometers away in front of them.

Even the mountains and dense forests could not stop these dexterous figures, and the originally narrow forest path had become a ten-meter-wide road under their felling, not to mention those who walked in the forest.

In the distance, it was blocked by trees and it was not clear to see, but there were more than 2,000 people in front of them, and they had also found the traces of Philip and others, and they were leaning towards this side.

The steppe wolves are very fast, and they are ridden by ostriches of a variety of colors, and their small and slender size makes them extremely agile even in the woods.

"Is the rest of the road east? How far is it?" asked Philip.

Old Potter's body trembled a little, it was not the first time he had seen the Prairie People, in fact, he had done business with the Prairie People who had come here in the past.

But he was still shocked by so many fierce wolf cowards.

"It's a day's walk down this road to get there, but from the direction the group came from, they came from that side. ”

Philip felt a little pain in his teeth, and if it wasn't for the valley first, they might have run into this group of wolves on their way here.

Although the thousands of people in front of them were not afraid, they did not know how many enemies were waiting for them in the distance.

Is it necessary to kill the whole group of people for a whole day's journey? Neither Philip nor Chand and the others thought that they could do it with their own points.

"Is there no other way?"

"Yes, one detours to the north, the other to the east, but both cross the valley ahead, and I'm not sure if there will be any trace of the steppe people there. ”

Philip looked at the wolf who was getting closer and closer and had begun to charge, and said, "The Awakened are in front, Duke is in the middle, and Paul is in the tail.

Let's rush over!"

Chand and the others took the order, adjusted their formation, and after a while, only to hear Philip shout, the team of thirty people formed a sharp arrow, and rushed towards the team of the steppe people.

At a distance of less than two hundred meters, it took only a few breaths to arrive.

The body of a unicorn may not be as good as that of a beast dragon, but it is a behemoth for this ostrich that weighs less than 150 kilograms and is no more than 1.6 meters tall.

The strong muscles directly knocked the ostriches rushing from the opposite side and the knights above directly into the air.

Without even wielding a sword, Chande and the others just swooped down with the speed of their horses, and dozens of human or ostrich heads flew into the air.

It was easy to tell from the mottled and messy clothing that this group of steppe people was not a member of the big tribe, the quality of personnel and weapons and equipment were very poor, most of them were only wearing homemade leather armor, and the weapons in their hands were not much better than iron pieces.

Except for a clanging and scraping sound, the slashing on the bodies of Philip and the others in their armor did no harm to this group of elite samurai.

This is also the reason why Philip dared to charge, and even if they found something wrong, they were capable enough to get out.

The only thing he hated was the dense bows and arrows in the sky, and almost every steppe man was an excellent rider and archer, and his marksmanship was excellent, which caused a lot of trouble for Philip and the others.

Although they can ignore the flies themselves, the unicorn beneath them is not a well-trained warhorse, and it will inevitably panic and uncontrollably when attacked, and it does not have any armor on it.

Soon, a few bows and arrows were inserted into the mounts of the first few people, and the unicorn under them became more and more irritable.

So much so that Philip and the others had to spend more energy to block those flying feather arrows.

The dense woods blocked their progress, as well as the steppe people who came from both wings, and it took less than three minutes for Philip and the others to rush through the valley.

They left behind a path paved with blood and corpses, strewn with hundreds of corpses.

"Over there. Old Potter curled up tightly, dodging the wooden arrows that flew from time to time, he had no shield or armor, but a round goggle on his chest, and had to hide himself as much as possible in the middle of a group of big men.

"Rush!" Philip ordered.

Old Porter pointed to a path in the northern mountains, and apart from the dozens of people guarding the intersection, no more prairie people had been found.

The knights changed their formations, and Chande and the others retreated to the second layer, cleaning up the wooden arrows on their bodies and shields, while the other knights tacitly made up for them, and their movements were like flowing water.