Dusk was approaching, a heavy thunderstorm was coming, and from noon, the weather began to dry and cold rapidly, and Reposti stood on the highest hill of the Silver Sparrow Hills, looking at the dust in the distance,

The cold wind swept up the roots of the ground to form a yellow-brown sandstorm, forming a tornado-like spectacle on the ground in the distance, a phenomenon that was not uncommon in the eastern part of Normandy near the coast.

The vegetation along the coast is generally low because of the threat of the sea breeze, and the hot and cold air currents meet here, so that in the seaside area, a large undulating bare field and hills are formed, as far as the eye can see, like the desolate western part of the continent, and the whole area extends to the edge of the earth with no end in sight.

Such bad weather made Reposti a little unexpected,

The army will fight in a cold rainstorm, which is not a good thing for the ill-prepared expeditionary force, the biting winter rain will loosen the bowstrings of the warriors, and the soldiers in iron armor will quickly consume in the continuation of the fierce battle.

And what worried him the most was that the Normans had sent out the troops this time, which had also been transmitted back with the scout's detection report, in which the total number of Normans dispatched was 40,000, with 10,000 light cavalry in the front, followed by the main force of 20,000 infantry in the formation, and finally 10,000 people in the back.

The three troops in front and behind, each ten miles apart, the whole slowly pressed cluster, like a fierce long snake, interlocking, almost difficult to find the weakness to break, obviously want to rely on the military superiority, the expeditionary force is completely trapped, and then strangled in this wilderness

The opponent's arrangement revealed indescribable ruthlessness, proving that the commander of the other party, who was also a very experienced veteran of the battlefield, divided the army of 40,000 people into three, each less than ten miles apart.

This deceptively simple arrangement. In fact, the opponent's combat intentions have been exposed, vicious, and invulnerable.

It was a dignified assault crush, with 10,000 extremely fast light cavalry forwards as the front, 20,000 infantry as heavy hammers, and finally as many as 10,000 strong backings.

In this way, it can not only ensure that the army can avoid the surprise attack that the Falcon army is good at in continuous marching, but also continue to line up the new force according to the different times of the battlefield it arrives. You can lengthen the attack period of the entire campaign at your own pace, and finally completely tear apart the defensive line of the exhausted expeditionary force with continuous attacks.

In this case, even if the expeditionary force wants to struggle, it will be in vain, and the expeditionary force that is caught in the rhythm of the opponent's attack will have only one final result, and will eventually be wiped out because the last bit of body is squeezed dry.

The double number of Normans was the core of the whole tactic, and this sudden rainstorm made the situation of the expeditionary force even more worrying. had to usher in a real test of iron and blood in an extremely harsh climate.

"Any news from the Legion of Yagrins?"

After half a ring, Reposti's statue-like body turned around as the commander of the entire legion. Even if you know the grim shape you are currently facing, you must not show a trace of timidity.

He was straight. For these soldiers on expeditions to foreign lands, he is their backbone, with the vast wilderness in front and the sea of riptides behind, neither the expeditionary force nor Reposti have the slightest room to retreat,

This is a life-and-death battle for both sides.

Behind him, a half-kneeling scout captain, in order to ensure the communication between the two armies, Reposti asked the scouts to report the situation every ten minutes, the scouts running back and forth, have changed several waves in a row, but the Yagrin Legion, which was supposed to arrive, has not been seen,

This couldn't help but make him feel a deep anxiety in his heart, was the situation changed, or was something unexpected happening? His eyebrows were twisted into a Sichuan character in the center of his eyebrows, and the sky above his head was inky.

The thick black clouds above his head were like cotton balls, piling higher and higher, between the heavens and the earth, like a huge eye, watching the vast number of beings below, and the bad weather above his head was as gloomy as Reposti's face,

The cold air was filled with the smell of dampness, as if it was about to wring out water, which was a sign that a heavy rainstorm was approaching. "According to the report from ten minutes ago, Lord Yagrin is almost five miles away from here, White Hill!" the scout captain replied with a solemn expression, "White Hill?"

Reposti's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he whispered to himself, he had seen this name on the map, but as a commander, what he needed to know was not just an empty place name, but the real meaning behind the name, the scout captain obviously knew what the boss needed, and he quickly explained" The so-called White Hill, in fact, is a huge saline-alkali land near the sea, because there are hundreds of white salt pools, coupled with the salt frost condensed outside the saline-alkali land, from a distance, the water vapor steaming in the sun is like a white snow cover, so it is called the White Hill, the Normandy cavalry is very tightly pursued, if you retreat according to the conventional route, Lord Yagrin thinks that it is likely to fall into an uncontrollable chaos under the surprise attack of the other party, so he temporarily changed the original plan, led the army to turn into the White Hill, the unique salt pond of the saline-alkali land, will effectively block the enemy cavalry too close！“

"Good work!" Reposti nodded to the Scout Captain, a thought flashing in his eyes, as if he had thought of something, and suddenly asked, "You mean it's a saline land five miles from here, right?" "Yes, my lord!" The Scout Captain nodded confusedly

"So, in order to keep up with the Yagrins, the Normandian cavalry will inevitably pass through this saline land?" Reposti continued to ask with an excited expression, "Yes, my lord, if they don't cross the saline land, they will have to go around a ten-kilometer stretch of the bay to catch up!" The scout captain continued to reply, "Hehe, what a blessing from heaven!"

Reposti took a deep breath, raised his head and looked at the sky, and the corners of his mouth suddenly revealed a smile of relief The Yanchi landform is a terrain that is difficult for infantry and cavalry to get through quickly.

If there is another heavy rainstorm, the large salt pond on the ground will soon become a muddy piece that makes it difficult for war horses to walk.

The enemy's army was divided into three, each ten miles apart, interlocking, under normal circumstances, it was indeed difficult to carry out assault operations, but the appearance of this saline-alkali land allowed Reposti to see a glimmer of light in the Jedi

"Someone, order the Fourth and Sixth Banner Regiments to move forward to Baiqiu!" Reposti shouted loudly to the herald behind him with an excited expression, the other party wants to rely on the tactics of attacking in sections and use the advantage of troops to drag himself down, why can't he take advantage of the weakness of the opponent's queue to eat the opponent's bold and reckless light cavalry in one bite in a special area, and bite the light cavalry in front of him! )