471 Pocket (3)
The bright sun shone on the Amerigo Forest, and the vast green leaves trembled in the howling wind, like the wings of a butterfly lying on the trunk of a tree, which was once a beautiful place, with tall elms shading the sky, and cool mountain breezes as gentle as sympathetic hands, but now, only large patches of rubble mixed with blood and mutilated corpses, clumps of earth mixed with blood, turned this small mountain pass into a pool of blood,
A night of fierce fighting, made this morning seem surprisingly quiet, both sides were exhausted from fighting, can only temporarily stop, no one would have thought that the elite cavalry clusters of the two continents met unexpectedly in this beautiful place, and the sound of killing shook the sky overnight, turning this place into a cruel hell of flesh and blood,
Due to the timely arrival of reinforcements, the thousands of Normandy falcon cavalry who were almost about to break through were once again completely blocked in this valley, and thousands of corpses blocked the entire intersection of horses
"Who is the other party?
On the inner side of the valley, a young man with a crooked hooked nose and a feeling of a fierce wolf looking forward to the eagle was carefully looking at the black-armored opponent at the mouth of the valley with a cautious and even confused gaze.
He is the commander of the Eagle Falcon War Cavalry, the famous Goshawk Avize, under the Duke of Normandy, one of the seven cavalry commanders, with 3,000 Eagle Falcon War Cavalry, and has never met an opponent on the battlefield.
But this time, he was stunned, and he couldn't ambush the other party, but was blocked in a narrow valley.
After a night of fierce fighting, he still couldn't break through the mountain pass that didn't look strong, and lost nearly half of his troops in vain, which was a big defeat for the Eagle Falcon War Cavalry in this war.
"My lord" a cavalry captain came from in front of him and saluted him, his armor was stained with blood and mud, his right arm was bandaged with a white cloth, and blood oozed outward, and there was a deep arrow wound on his face, which was left by a crossbow arrow that had grazed the corner of his eyebrows last night.
When he saw his commander, his body immediately straightened, and his face was full of energy, and his commander was Avize, an invincible goshawk, and he was proud to be a feather of the goshawk's wings
"Taket, you're wounded" Avi waved his hand to the subordinate, and with a gentle face he put his arm on the shoulders of the cavalry captain, asked him to sit down beside him, and ordered his guards to take out the wound medicine from the horse package and give the captain the medicine himself
"My lord, I really don't care, this wound medicine is still left for the other brothers" The cavalry captain's hand holding the wound medicine trembled slightly, and the other soldiers looked at him with calm faces, looking at him without the slightest surprise, the commander personally applied the medicine This kind of thing is not uncommon among the Fighting Falcon cavalry
Goshawk Avi is one of the few high-ranking generals who have the status of a great lord, but can still share weal and woe with the soldiers.
These 3,000 Eagle Falcon cavalry are all professional soldiers recruited from the territory of Avize, well-equipped and well-paid, plus Avize has always loved soldiers, so as long as Avize gives an order, even if there is a rain of guns and arrows on the opposite side, they will still move forward fearlessly, forward, and again,
The name of the Fighting Falcon that pierced the battlefield, hence the name,
Unfortunately, today, the Fighting Falcon met a tough falcon
"My lord, I don't know why, I feel that our opponent is different from the previous Salanders" After hesitating for a while, Takt decided to express his doubts "The only thing that can compete with us is the Mamluk cavalry of the Salanders, but the Mamluk cavalry, although brave in battle, lacks discipline and often likes to rush up, we met last night, although we made several YN*, they just held the mountain pass, not at all like those stupid Mamluks"
"Is it" Avi raised his head, looked at the mountain pass in the distance, and frowned slightly, "You're right, I also feel wrong, as far as I know, in King Saland's ** team, there has never been an army that uses black as the main color, but if it is an army of local lords, this is too incredible"
"Yes, these black-armored soldiers, no matter how you look at it, they are full of evil gates" Tuckert nodded meaningfully, he was one of the few who came back from the front line alive last night,
Thinking of last night's scene, this brave Normandy warrior still feels as terrible as a nightmare, the opponent's weapons are too sophisticated, first a rain of arrows like a torrential rain, and then melee combat, the opponent's combat skills are obviously above most of the Eagle Falcon warriors, even if 2 against one will also be at a disadvantage,
The same fierce and fearless of death, the same excellent combat skills, his own sturdy armor, under the opponent's evil and terrible arc long sword, was cut like a thin skin, even the shield in his hand, and after a few blocks, it became a fragment, the enemy's sharp blade and fierce fighting style made his squadron almost all filled in, if it were not for the order to retreat from the rear, he would definitely have become one of the corpses piled up in the mountain pass
"My lord, there are more troops on the other side."
Suddenly, Tuckert pointed to the mountain pass in the distance, and Avi quickly turned his head, and sure enough, he saw that in the original number, a team of black-armored infantry filled in, so that the mountain pass, which still had a glimmer of hope, was completely blocked
"They're going to annihilate us. ()(