Chapter 9 Chief's Skills [3]

"I heard that the third infantry brigade also went to Tartu?" Sahili peeled the sunflower seeds, threw the melon seeds into his mouth, tasted the refreshing crisp fragrance, and his eyes were very low. He just stared at the melon seeds on the plate. When he turned his head, he saw Catherine. Her Royal Highness Princess Nar came slowly. He did not stand up to greet him, and there was not much respect, which made the servants next to the princess very angry, but the light in his heart was only suppressed and did not burst out. In the face of Mustave's three giants, no matter which one, they can't afford to provoke. Maybe it was okay two years ago, but now, these three people are almost synonymous with toughness.

Norton loosened his muscles and raised his hand to Catherine. Nar waved his hand and said with a smile, "Good morning, Your Highness."

Catherine slightly picked up her skirt. This is an equal gift. The lady's etiquette makes her look extremely noble. Thinking of this charming woman, she has such a habit, and I don't know if it is a disease, but anyway, this woman is indeed much less arrogant. If it had been in the past, she would have given the order coldly and let her men exterminate the two rebels in front of her.

"What are you talking about?" Catherine asked curiously.

This is not something a woman should care about, Tiger. House also said to his generals more than once that this woman's wisdom is no worse than that of many excellent heroes. Sometimes, Boss Ma calmly put forward some opinions to the woman and asked her to make a character theory and reference.

"Nothing, it's nothing more than whether the tiger idiot has dealt with Tartu or not. Your Highness, you know that our Tamsalu army was born to maintain peace. Now some taureate friends are being enslaved by some dictators, which is really sad. Sahili, an asshole, shook his head, looking like an old man who was very brave and a good man.

In the eyes of Zhou Zai's group of animals, he became the wise leader of Sahili's deputy regiment. Long live the leader of Sahili's deputy regiment!

day...

"Oh, as brave as Tiger. House, it is bound to calm down all obstacles. Catherine lowered her head slightly and said with a smile.

The Viking man didn't look at her. He lowered his head and muttered, "Nonsense."

Catherine's expression was slightly sluggish, but she immediately returned to elegance and left slowly.

"Hey, I said, why the fuck do you look flat?" Norton asked Sahili Road.

"Oh, my God, that woman is so... so fucking hot!"

Well, Sahili finally said the real reason. As Boss Ma said, women, especially beautiful women, make men feel very excited, but sometimes it's heartbeat!

"Okay, leave that woman alone. I guess the tiger will let Kaya serve as the main attacking force. According to the current intelligence of Tartu, many tribes are still at a loss. The appeal of the priests is obviously not so strong. For you... er, what's your name? Oh, by the way, many idiots Tauren still value the blood of the King, the chief of the Tauren tribe. You are really a traditional race." Shahi said in a way.

Norton hummed and seemed to be thinking about something. He rubbed his chin with his left palm and stretched out his forefinger. He looked like he was thinking and whispered, "Kaya's combat effectiveness and command are beyond doubt. I have no opinion on conquering Tartu with my current strength. This is undoubtedly a victory. But, Shazu, don't be too naive. Although it is only a two-day journey from Polchama to Tartu, it is inevitable that something will happen. If there is a little trouble, I'm afraid that Kaya will hesitate whether to continue to attack or retreat. You know, the tiger guy has always only rationed the troops for three days.

Sahili waved his hand and laughed evilly: "Idiot, do you think the current Kaya is still a blacksmith in the former Jiji blacksmith's shop? Don't be silly. Since the tiger can value him, he must have his excellence. What's more, he is one of the 100 young chiefs expelled ten years ago. Do you think the chiefs of the Tauren tribe, even if they are just a small tribe of 200 people, will the chiefs of that tribe go?

The Viking man clenched his fist tightly, "Look, this guy will become our scavenger. And the most powerful one! Absolutely!"

Shahiri finally accentuated his tone and said so.

Ten years ago, the internal purges of the Tauren tribe were purged, and many young heirs were expelled. The white bull priests directly disintegrated many small tribes and became the object of annexation and control of other tribes. The tribe without chiefs was soon annexed. At that time, more than 100 small tribes were annexed, at least 200. There are more than 10,000 people. It affected more than 1.5 million ta Tauren. From Estonia to the Eastern European Roba Plain of the Slavic Empire, with the Ural Mountains as the easternmost border, the tauren here can be said to have spent the worst decade.

However, no one uses the word dark to describe this merger movement, because what happened in it will not know what happened. Even the white bull priests don't know why it suddenly turned into a big movement of the whole race.

At that time, Kaya was one of many exiled young chiefs.

Unlike the tauren in some areas who were sold directly to slave fields, Kaya in the north was very lucky, although Tamsalu was still chaotic like a cesspit at that time. However, Boss Jiji at the time of Anger lacked manpower. The young tare has become the first blacksmith helper of Jiji Blacksmith's shop, and since then, Jiji Blacksmith's shop has become a habit of using only taus headmen as assistants. This habit has been continued for ten years.

"Every chief knows the battle skills of tribal chiefs. If you have trained for so many years, you are indeed a master."

Norton nodded and admitted.

Sahili sneered and said, "Master? No master is the main reason for victory. The reason why this guy can make the third infantry brigade the strongest brigade is not how strong he is. In terms of toughness, he can't even stand me for 20 seconds. I believe that the tiger has also seen his talent, so that he will let him refine from beginning to end. This kind of talent is not available to many strong people.

"Hmm?" Norton squint at Sahili.

The Viking man said indifferently, "That is, leadership talent!"

Tartu, the two troops began a battle five kilometers away from this huge tribal group.

About 700 cavalrymen charged in the front. At this distance, there is no doubt that the cavalry will charge to the fastest speed, but the fierce breath of the heavy infantry brigade does shock every life on the ground. Cold, calm, calm, and unscrupulous...

"Hirty Valmieira--"

" Long live the Empire--"

It seems that every soldier of the Roma Empire believes that this empire will last for a long time and will continue the glory of the empire for another thousand years, ten thousand years, and ten thousand years.

But I didn't think that if the army facing the same has this awareness, then it is not luck, but a kind of sadness.

Valmieira? Humph!

Kaya despised this well-equipped waste in his heart. Yes, in his opinion, this seemingly powerful cavalry is indeed just waste. That momentum is not a brave momentum, but an arrogant arrogance. Compared with the real martial arts, is it a little worse?

"The boss once said! The two strong meet, the brave are born! Tamsalu Army! Attack--"

Cang Qiang Qiang!

Several squadron captains followed Kaya to pull out their swords around their waist and are ready to fight at any time. Moreover, from their expressions, it seems that this is a battle that is enough to make them quench to the extreme. If the battle with the Estonian army is an opening ceremony, then fighting with Narval's army is a serious puppet show. And now, they do feel the feeling of fighting. What they are facing is not the vulnerable chickens, but a group of screaming wolves.

The archer shoots up to five arrows at this distance, and it is also a non-stop explosive shooting. There is no accuracy, no control, just shoot out.

However, it still caused Valmierra's cavalry regiment to suffer an indelible blow. After the horse was injured, its control was obviously much worse. More cavalry can't continue to maintain balance, crooked, and consume too much physical strength on horseback to control the war horse. At this time, the heavy infantry with swords in their hands had begun to sprint.

The infantry can also have the courage to charge against the cavalry, which has to be said to be a terrible force supporting them.

However, not all infantry have such qualities and courage.

In addition to the fact that the center of the third team can launch a charge, the first and third and tenth teams of the two wings are still on the defensive. The huge shields are erected, the soldiers' muscles are tense, and the strongest man stands in the first row, waiting for the wave of attacks hit by the war horses. That kind of force is really horrible.

The heavy center obviously has to resist the stronger charge. Once it can't be defended, it is the fate of being chiseled through. Of course, this is not what Kaya hopes to see.

In this case, they may lose one-third of the casualties, but this is already the worst result in Kaya's heart.

In fact, it is absolutely impossible for that to happen. In other people's case, there may be two-thirds or even 80% of casualties, but here in Kaya. It's absolutely impossible!

Five squadron captains and Kaya array were in front, and then the former tauren chief roared, "Tamsalu!"

"Wow!"

"Fight!"

hou~hou~

Pang-

Kaya's tomahawk was pulled out, and his muscles were tight. As soon as he came up, it was a horrible killing move. This is the legendary chief's combat skill. The blood of the tauber general will master this kind of battlefield skill. The huge tomahawk is like a mountain, straight ahead and chop down. This det is really a kind of domineering and very violent. A chopping started made the knight who charged head-on have a terrible feeling of facing the high-wall fortress, as if he was hitting the wall suicide, and the final result was predictable.

Just a move of chopping, the powerful force generated makes the soldiers next to them feel an inexplicable bloodthirsty, which may be affected by the fierce wind of the Tauren warriors, but anyway, this is indeed a very horrible combat skill.

A flash of glory in the tomahawk made the enemy tremble. The war horse screamed sadly, as if there was no more sound. Looking at it, the war horse and the knight were split in half by the humanoid monster of Kaya, scattered on the ground. The bloody monster roared, "There is no coward in Tamsalu!" Charge with me--"

"Kill!"

"Valmieira, go to hell--"

"Let's go!"

A simple way to resist the enemy, but it shows decisiveness and courage. Only when the people with extraordinary combat power can they be ready to go, and then do their best to accumulate momentum, and the power that bursts out in an instant, surpasses the gap between the two sides and suddenly narrows the balance. The battle gap between that kind of arms was instantly narrowed to microns. And a group of lions rushed into the wolves. No matter how much the wolves bite, they could never be the opponent of the lions.

Kaya's way of fighting makes people feel the exaggeration of a prehistoric monster, chopping and sweeping, impacting, bombarding, waving the tomahawk, and flashing, full of dazzling power. Muscles, blood vessels, sweat, blood, stimulated a male life and shouted there. I don't know who began to find this pleasure, and then went topless, with dazzling tattoos to scare the opponent. This is obviously a group of beasts, not human!

The cavalry was originally restrained by the infantry, but no one expected this situation. When it was found that something was wrong, the war horse was no longer at its disposal. It was not only people who changed the chaos. Once the bloodthirsty breath was transmitted, even the beasts would be afraid. The war horse had long had the legendary calmness. Some people say that horses that have been to the battlefield will not be afraid of blood, which is simply farting. In the face of this group of humanoid beasts, even a crazy war horse can make it crazy again.

"Weak scum! The strongest empire? Puff!"

Arrogance seems to be the nature of this legion, by Tiger. The bastards who came out of House** have uncomfortable arrogance. However, this seems to be an extremely enviable quality. Especially at this classic moment.

The first team and the thirtieth team are not idiots. Of course, they know that once this situation of soaring morale rises, the morale of the other side is low, which is simply the best time to die. Once you make these idiot dumplings, you can do whatever you want.

"Withdraw! Retreat--"

Valmieira's generals saw the bad situation. They sounded the alarm in advance. The retreat of the trumpet bearer had not sounded. A tare bull jumped high and splitting the poor man in half like a mountain. Then he looked at the front coldly and said with a ferocious smile, "Withdraw? Hey hey hey hey..."