0003 Run if you can't beat it

Guanshan is like iron, and the yellow sand is full of sand.

Hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses of the Shamanite and the Shura Empire confronted each other across an invisible boundary river without a sound, and the tight air was filled with the smell of blood.

After the steel wall of the Shura army, under the protection of 20,000 light cavalry and 12 brigades of * hands, the young Grand Duke Naluo, elegantly sat on the luxuriously decorated chariot under the umbrella opened by the beautiful maid. Three white and slender fingers pinched a crystal clear glass cup and gently shook it. Shaking, the wine inside is as red as human blood.

"My brave commander Dorozha, what else do you have to worry about? Look there, these pagans are really poor! They - they actually use sticks and branches as weapons?! Hahaha-”

"Dear Grand Duke of Konnaro, according to the reconnaissance of the feather battalion, the enemy's six regular divisions are arranged into six squares, and most of the elderly, women and children temporarily participating in the war are listed in the rear of the six phalanxes to support. We should form a heavy phalanx with heavy armored infantry and gradually advance towards the enemy array to attract the enemy. The attack of the main force of the army, and then take the opportunity to raid the two wings of the enemy with light cavalry, focusing on the mobile forces of the weak links of the enemy side, and the imperial elite '* battalion' led by you as the reserve of the whole army, ready to deal with sudden changes in the battlefield-

As the youngest general in the empire and one of the commanders of the five major armies, Dorozha and General did not have much respect for the powerless royal family in front of him, and even had a little contempt in his heart.

The first talented student who came from an aristocracy and graduated from the Royal Military Academy of the Shura Empire rode on a soft armored war robe, wearing a white silk refined robe, and a sword on his waist was set with various gems. Two snow-white feathers inserted in his helmet towered high. His face was narrow, blonde and blue-eyed. Jun, full of the smell of demonic **, deserves to be the most beautiful man who is popular among thousands of girls in Shura.

"Are you joking? Commander Dorozha. Why do you have to be so careful to deal with these callers? The Grand Duke of Nararo raised his staff and said proudly, "The messengers, in the name of the Grand Duke of Nara of our Shura Empire, order the whole army to advance head-on and attack the rabbles on the opposite side, gorgeously, perfectly and completely destroy them, occupy their cities, burn their workshops, and rob them. Go with their women and food, and let your achievements follow my name to the throne of the great Asura! Warriors of the Empire, move forward-"

To his surprise, except for the slight movement of the more than 1,000 * battalions behind him, the army did not move. The young duke's delicate face turned red, and he squinted at the commander of the army not far from him.

"A stupid pig who can only talk about soldiers on paper!" Dorozha snorted contemptuously, slowly pulled out his sword, pointed forward hard, and shouted, "Battlezhen, advance--" The signal soldiers around him immediately conveyed the order to the commanders of the front line with flags. When they issued countless "forward" orders, the whole army began to slowly advance.

In the camp opposite the Shaman Holy See, the archbishop, Huo Shan Foreign Minister raised his arms high and shouted: "The shaman is with us, the shaman is with us-" Like a stone stirring up a thousand waves, and the whole army of believers in the Holy See began to repeat the message at the same time. Six squares moved forward at the same time, and people's haggard and thirsty faces were full of pious and fanaticism.

Starting from the first scream on the battlefield, the fearless shaman believers waved wooden shields and pickaxes and picks, facing the roaring rain of arrows, like waves of high tides, rushing up like the Shura army array, rushing to the believers in front of them and shouting "The Shaman God is with us" batches fell into the pool of blood, and the teaching behind The disciples still stepped on the bodies of their companions and swarmed up. In front of the Shura Imperial Army, the bodies were piled up like mountains, and blood dyed the yellow sand red.

The hysterical Archbishop Huo Shan waved his magic weapon and shouted to the tattered men, women and children behind him: "Reserves, press them all! Those who retreat will be cursed by the most poisonous curse of the Yale demon!"

General Xia Nanxuan, commander of the Second Division and commander-in-chief of the reserve, flew out of the battle. He was the first to bear the brunt. The high saber brought out a light belt in the sun and instantly split the two Shura soldiers intercepted. The old men, women and children of the reserve, some held sharp stones, some were bare-handed and crazy. Crazyly, they tore and bite with their hands and teeth - an old man's fingers were tightly clasped into the other's eyes before being stabbed, and the other pregnant woman with a big belly was dead, biting half of the enemy's ears. What was frightening was that the long gun of the Shura heavy armored infantry was full of the bodies of shamans. They Maintaining the appearance before death, some dead people even used their fingers to dig the gap on the heavy armored infantry helmet, and the battle was unprecedentedly tragic.

Under the constant impact of the flesh and blood of the shamans, the battle array of the Shura Empire finally began to loosen, and the gap that was opened became bigger and bigger. The shamans who killed red eyes rushed up, and the two sides started a melee.

Dorozha said viciously, "I really underestimated these damn shamans! All the cavalry have it, and prepare to attack with this general--"

"Dorotha, don't care about the life or death of those lowly infantry, you and your cavalry will stay to protect me from this damn battlefield-" The young great duke had no pride and complacent at the beginning, and his panicked face was as pale as paper, and he kept shouting.

Dorozha and the general flew a heavy punch, beat the almost incontinent Grand Duke down from the car, waved his sword, and led 20,000 light cavalry from the wings to the battlefield. The iron horse flew like flying, the knife was as bright as snow, and the broken limbs fell in the air with the bloody storm and howl, and the balance of victory fell again. Tilt towards the Shura Imperial Army, and the battle was reversed in an instant.

The Grand Duke got up from the ground in confusion, spit out the sand in his mouth, pushed away the attendant who rushed to help the general. He pointed to the figure who waved a knife and horse on the battlefield in the distance and cursed angrily: "Dorozha, you, your son born on the Shura River, dare to make trouble and disrespectful to Benjue. There is a chance. I will definitely tell my brother to destroy your nine clans!"

A couple in the war situation, "Be careful--" Antonye, who was covered in blood, tried his best to cut down a tall Shura soldier who was holding a huge sword high and preparing to stab the teenager around him. The simple-faced teenager turned around and said in shock, "Thank you, Dad."

Andongye said with a wry smile, "What's your name?"

The teenager dropped a flying feather arrow with a knife and said breathlessly, "I'm Xiaowu'an Xiaoyu from the Wolf Youth Camp."

Andongye looked at the wolf teenagers who fought and surrounded them and said in a low voice, "The enemy's cavalry is too powerful! Youdong, you retreated behind the sand dunes with the young children. Did you see the thunderous grand duke behind the enemy? We touched him and made him!"