Chapter 5 Seeking to Capture the Western Region [5]

Fifteen kilometers west of Ilmen Lake, taking advantage of the night, the two cavalry regiments that rushed to this place dispersed. The camps are connected, but they are not very compact. No one was holding a torch. At this time, more than 20 batches of scouts had returned. The news was transmitted extremely quickly. Many people had lost their strength, and several horses were killed. It's just that at this time, if you are stingy with this point, it will be too small. At this moment, there is no reason to retreat.

"Where did Wasini's troops... go?" Tiger. In front of House's tent, the last batch of the scouts had arrived, and the nervous captain of the scouts hurriedly said, "It should be to pick up Mendeleev. Fortunately, their roads are separated. It seems that Vasini asked Mendeleev to leave there first.

Ma Hu touched his chin, calculated, and said in his heart: In terms of time, Norton's attack should have worked and can completely control the Southern Camp. With Wasini's attitude at this time, he will definitely catch the only three elites. In the whole western region, there are only his three guard corps who can fight.

"It's just that if you want to take it easily, it's not a matter of talk." A trace of cruelty flashed in his sloppy eyes. He had never been soft-hearted to the enemy. If you don't completely destroy the enemy, you will be cruel to yourself.

"Continue to explore again! Be sure to find out all his movements!" Although Ma Hu gave such an order, he knew that most of the troops of the Western Legion did not have the habit of forcing troops at night. If it hadn't been for Mendeleev's behavior, he would not have let the last elite run out. This is his treasure and his last capital.

It can even be said that Nicholas I can let him stay in the western region and enjoy a little respect. It's just that now Tiger. House's whole group had to force him out of the western region, otherwise, it would only destroy him.

The navy in the Baltic Sea is also gathering and waiting. The purpose of the whole fleet is nothing more than to seal off all the sea estuary of the Slavs. At least, in this Baltic Sea, there can never be any Slavic ship larger than their medium-sized warship.

Blocking the power of the Slavs at sea, so from the perspective of the siege situation of the sea, the Grand Duchy of Norman has completed the encirclement of the seven Scandinavian alliances in the north. There is no possibility of obstruction, and the time to completely defeat the Scandinavians is almost coming.

Perhaps the people of the Kingdom of Esland also found this and even smelled Tiger. The smell of House's fangs, so he was frightened and didn't dare to do this, but he knew that if it continued like this, it might not be a result.

"This road, I still have to go."

With a sigh, the two elites of the cavalry guard are authentic southern knights, Gauls, Goths, and even dwarf warriors riding heavy armored beasts. These dwarf warriors holding the war hammer, like the great goblin like Gigi, were summoned by the warriors and came under the command of His Majesty the Grand Duke of Norman, adhering to the belief of fairness and justice.

"This night, we will almost feel what a hard battle is." He said sloppyly.

His eyes were cold, and the dwarf knight centurion Mousara next to him continued, "Your grand dun, can Vahini's troops be better than us? I don't believe that his head will be harder than my hammer!"

"I'm not timid. It's just that Musala, there are more than 300,000 chief workers of the Western Legion. Even if the number is not really bragging, there are at least 25 to 60,000. There was no pressure in the southern battalion. It was controlled at about 60,000 people, and the whole central battalion was 110,000. Wasini personally led three elite legions and a cavalry regiment. Well, Chesterner and Sugakane will face an army of almost 100,000 people.

Ma Hu slapped his fist, smiled coldly, and suddenly said ferociously, "The power in their hands is five legions, that is, 25,000 people. Counting the 5,000 people in the reserve team, 30,000 people are already the limit of what I can send troops. At present, the whole of the Principality of Norman will not know what I do. My wedding is still being celebrated in the city of Tamsalu.

"The only thing I'm interested in is what Vaini will choose if he is defeated. What about escaping to the capital of Morsk? Or do you choose to surrender to me? Or... can he take tens of thousands of people into exile on the huge territory of the Slavic Empire? This possibility is not necessarily non-existent. Musala was stunned by the sloppy and ferocious smile. A trace of sarcasm flashed flashed in the dwarf's eyes and said disdainfully, "Those Slavs can only brag. During the war in the north, I knew that they were all soft eggs, one was softer than the other. If it hadn't been for the too few Vikings, they would really have gnawed off a piece of meat of the Slavic royal family."

Musala's sarcasm is not unreasonable. The only thing the Slavs can rely on is the dragoons, but the Western Legion does not have such financial resources to maintain it. If the Western Legion hadn't been made up by most of the miscellaneous troops, there might have been a little thought. In the idea of Nicholas I, this defense force on the western border was nothing more than a rotten army with weak combat effectiveness. If it weren't for maintaining the decent of the empire, he even wanted to abolish the Western Legion and simplify the composition of the whole Western Legion five years ago.

And now, the combat effectiveness of the Western Legion has never been promoted, nor has it been prompted by the biased behavior of Nicholas I. However, in any case, this vicious circle has made the Western Legion indeed one of the worst armies in the whole Slavic Empire.

At two o'clock in the morning, he was sleepy. Wasini had decided to continue on his way. He was afraid that Mendeleev would do something stupid after returning to the camp, but at this time, Mendeleev with 2,000 cavalry, he didn't know how happy it was. He opened the door of the camp and sprinkled a pile of goods and clothes. This business definitely made those thousands of captains who did not join in the fun regretful. Several deputy army commanders were slapped on the table and scolded their mother, secretly scolding themselves for being such a soft egg. Unexpectedly, they didn't dare to go to such a good thing?

"Bitch, Mendeleev, how many fucking people are you fucking stronger in this pile of things?" Several soldiers also forgot that they were still officers of the empire at this time. In their impression, they were just East Slavs, fucking things? These unruly people in the poor mountains and rivers will rob if they rob them. Is there any bullshit to argue about?

"Get out of here, I burned the whole town of Sykes. If the commander of the Vasini army hadn't stopped him, I would have fucking gone to Simsk City to rob him! You have to kill that fat pig!" Mendeleev was not afraid at all. He shouted loudly, "Further, I'm enough this time. It's just like this when I die." I don't believe that this day can really make a truth! Puff!"

He spat fiercely. At this time, on the edge of Ilmen Lake, several patrols were cursing and screaming. They swung a few times, and the bows and arrows that broke through the air directly shot through the throats of several people. There was a muffled hum, and the dead body was dragged aside. From a distance, it was Wasini's army. There was a temporary bonfire outside, and the soldiers gathered together to get close to keep warm. Wasini's tent was temporarily built with the barracks tent. After sleeping in it for a while, Wasini felt a little uneasy. At this time, he didn't say anything. Thinking of Mendeleev's behavior, there is no way out. To this extent, what else is there to say? It's nothing more than a dead word. However, he is still thinking about how to make up for it.

"I'm afraid it's impossible to do something to make up for it. The emperor had the intention of abolishing the whole Western Legion. In this way, he may really solidified his idea. My Western Legion has a large number of people. If it is not handled properly, I'm afraid it will really be destroyed. Washini toss and turns, and he couldn't sleep at all. At this time, he had reached the point of a hundred thousand urgent things. Mendeleev's fire in the town of Sykes definitely forced himself to a dead end.

But even if you kill Mendeleev at this time, what can you do? It can't solve any problem at all.

"Alas, it's troublesome." Washini sighed in his heart and said nothing more.

However, at this time, when everyone was sleepy, Ma Hu called up the soldiers and slept in the middle of the night. At this time, they had woken up and knew that the time to act was almost there. At this time, around the Peking University Camp, the wall was already dilapidated. There were countless people crying and shouting for their parents, and the people who cried and shouted to surrender were even more established. Sugakane sneered and said, "Control all the magicians. Humph, if these people want to pretend to be aristocratic, send them to hell!"

Most of the magicians held their heads high, as if they were invincible, but they did not expect that in the eyes of these Normans, magicians would not be so expensive. That's what happened on this day. Kill, that is, kill. Is there anything else?

Sugakane's poisonous snake eyes glanced at it, and this day came to an end. This poisonous snake is not an ordinary poison. When it comes to kill people, there is no hesitation at all. If the kind of person like Gangliluo is just scary, then Sugakane is a chill in his bones. This kind of Tiger. House learned from a polished bastard. It's really difficult to expect him to be a good person.

"It's almost time. In terms of time, you have to go up. If there is no accident, Chesterner and the others should have won at this time!"

He sloppy calculated the time, and then ordered coldly, "Order! Chee up and attack!"

This was originally an interception and delaying plan during the day, but at night, it is a sloppy world. With his training method, he will never forget the night battle. At night, it can best reflect whether an army is an element of a disciplined force. Although this process is long, it is very important.

At this time, it reflects the overall strength.

Woo-woo...

The buffalo horn is blown.

Musala, the centurion, immediately led the armored cavalry to charge. Those simple tents obviously did not expect the enemy to come. The roar came, and the Wahini inside just fell asleep. He was stunned and puzzled: "What's wrong? Do you feel that the surface is shaking?"

Booming...

The sound rolled like thunder, and it seemed to be as fierce as a tide. Wasini said in his heart: Not good! It's a brigade of cavalry!

Is it that Mendeleev escaped again and really wants to go to Simsk City? This bastard! Wasini cursed secretly and was about to go out, but he saw that not far away, a row of dark shadows were coming. The sound of breaking the air had no chance to stop at all! Washini felt cold and immediately pulled a soldier over and blocked him.

This road is terrible. Poof, the sound of meat was endless, and the sound of tearing came. It turned out that the bow and arrow shot through the tent. The people around the bonfire immediately reacted and shouted, "Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

shouted loudly, and immediately someone formed a formation for defense. The two teams of people and horses in the vigil erected the shield, bang bang, the arrow feathers were like injections, and shot on the shield. A group of escape armor became hedgehogs. Under the light of fire, this was simply a journey to hell!

"Good guy! Sure enough, it's Wasini's baby, the name of the elite, not too much!" Mussala roared and ran faster. He urged **'s heavy armored beast. The baby ran super fast. In a short time, he rushed into Wasini's camp, and the sledgehammer smashed around. Taking advantage of the fire, he roared like a warcraft, with a horrible and ferocious expression, and his lethality was extremely powerful. In addition, he has a belligerent nature, not to mention this kind of scene.

" Charge! Attack--"

The sound of horses' hoofs resonates, shaking the earth and trembling. This road is really unbearable to such stimulation. In the end, the whole front was under great pressure. Wasini commanded the vigil and the soldiers who woke up, and began the first wave of hard shaking.

It's just that the sloppy mind, how can it be only so little? The cavalry enveloped by the two wings was another rapid rain of arrows, overwhelming and extremely lethal. This terrible play was unheard of. He couldn't see how many people there were on the other side at night. He just felt that there were too many cavalry on the other side.

This time, Ma Hu himself did not rush in from the front, but inserted diagonally from the left side. This dead corner was really too tricky. Wasini did not expect the enemy to be so insidious. The defensive formation can't form any resistance to such penetration at all. The sloppy combat effectiveness is absolutely horrible to the extreme, but at the first time, two defensive soldiers are killed. The Slavs were shocked, while the horse boss was riding a black steed, wearing a black demon face helmet, and his ferocious minions reached the extreme. Washini looked at it from a distance and was also shocked.

"Attack!"

Boss Ma roared, which was simply a thunder on the ground. This situation, this temperament, was extremely powerful and murderous. He killed several Slavs in a row. He turned around and jumped up. The war horse also understood. He immediately rushed over and stepped on the shoulders and heads of several Slavic soldiers in mid-air and flew. It used to be the same. What is this going to do? When he went to Vahini, it was obvious that this guy was the supreme commander of the Slavs! Take him down, it's all right to talk!

It's just that the Slavic army was really tough and continuous hard shaking, which killed more than a dozen strong soldiers. At this time, it was impossible to tell who was who. Just want to kill the horrible enemy in the armor of the black-faced God of War on the spot.

And Wasini also took a few steps back in a row. He really felt that he was really going to die just now. The feeling of being so close to death was unprecedentedly exciting. It's so thrilling, and there's nothing to say.

"Who the hell is this guy? It's so awesome! It's horrible!" Although Vahini is knowledgeable, he has never met such a crazy and strong opponent. He thought it was some desperate thieves, but now it seems that the other party should not be simple.

Looking at it coldly, a flag was raised on the opposite side, and it turned out to be a black tiger. God, this is actually a Norman army!

Can the Normans be interspersed so deep? Thinking of this, Wasini is cold from head to toe. Is this day unimaginable?

Your Majesty, because of your little gold coin, the whole Western Legion does not even have the ability to detect such important information.

At this time, Wasini really hated Nicholas I. Although in fact, he did not think that the opponent might exceed his own ability too much.

Vasini thought he was not mediocre. In the years before he took office, the whole Western Legion was definitely thriving, but at this time, it was so desolate that I have to say that sometimes, there was really no choice.

The worry and fear of many great nobles, the exclusion of the major legions, and the distrust of His Majesty the Emperor, led to this most terrible result.

Things are not over. At this time, it is faced by the rising Normans. Wasini decisively issued an order: "The rear of the First Legion, retreat!"

There are more and more people stripping the battle. At this time, they are all dead, and it can only be said that they die less. Would Washini go crazy if he knew that the other party actually only had two legions? However, the number of cavalry seemed to be amazing, so Wasini also lost his judgment.

Boss Ma glanced coldly and said to himself: It seems that this guy is quite eye-catching!

"These Slav bastards want to escape! Kill them all!"

"Kill! Kill it!"

"Kill..."

A group of people roaring like mad dogs rushed out vigorously. This fight was full of evil thoughts, but anyway, Boss Ma's purpose was also achieved. Almost ten minutes after Wasini withdrew from the battle, the non-stop horse boss took the army and killed the central battalion. At the same time, Gonilla and Chesner are doing the same thing!