The seventh chapter is Odin's Hammer!
The leading troops of the Odins in front were still those remnants. After fighting for half an hour, this group of low-level soldiers had left less than 2,000 people and were caught up by their own cavalry. Now this group of guys can only move forward desperately.
In the area of 500 meters, they are moving forward.
There are dozens of staggered defensive walls in front of you.
They looked at the messy walls that blocked the way and could only move forward. The previous soldier's road had also been installed by the engineers for a long time, with wooden stakes and wooden boards, which were poured with water and frozen and blocked.
They could see that those damn rose cowards actually gave up the front row and then dodged behind the second row.
A bow and arrow, or a long gun? Or a gun or a sword?
They stretched out their heads and shrank their heads. They couldn't escape. They could only shout and rushed forward.
The divided walls divide their formations very well. Although they don't have any formation. As they expected, a crossbow arrow shot head behind the second wall less than ten meters away, which blocked the gap well. Those damn rose weak men easily harvested their lives with the sharpness of bows and arrows.
The barbarian shouted angrily and continued to move forward.
One fell down and came up.
Relying on the consumption of life, working so hard, it is indeed moving forward one meter and one meter. The blood flowed on the ground and released the heat again.
At this time, the engineers are still playing behind.
The Duke waited quietly in the army. The guards around him were wearing the same armor as him, and there was a sneer on the Duke's face.
He is waiting.
The real soldiers of the Odin Empire are oppressing the inferior slave soldiers in front of them. I believe that they can break through the defense even if they are all dead. Then all they have to do is pass it over, fight the real battle with Rose's coward, attack their camp, and then drive them back to the other side.
Yesterday, after receiving the news of Sukoer's death, Odin was shocked and also mobilized 20,000 troops that can be mobilized at present. Now a total of 70,000 troops are the most powerful force in this defense zone.
It will take some time for the follow-up troops to arrive, but the great Odin Warriors firmly believe that 70,000 people, including 30,000 main infantry and 20,000 cavalry, are enough to defeat the Legion of the Rose Empire!
They firmly believe this!
What's more, a team of great dark magicians will also arrive tonight!
The Duke Robert came here, so catch him and kill him!
Odin people have a psychological advantage in fighting against the Rose Empire Legion, although this advantage is sometimes a little inexplicable, because the historical record is just half a catty.
But it may be that their active attack for many years has made them develop such a mentality, so when they heard that the Royal Knights came to the other side and killed Sucol, they felt insulted!
After the arrival of the commander, these guys couldn't wait to attack.
In the morning, I found that the other party dared to attack. Under the order of their commander, Gore, a warrior with dark elf blood, they began to gather and took the lead in sending a group of low-level slave soldiers, including the defeated army of the Sucol Legion, to interfere with each other.
Unexpectedly, in a moment, the remnants of the famous Sucol Legion could not stand it.
These guys are damned!
Gore coldly determined their fate.
As a result, the two defense lines continued to be tragically staged. The blockade of the crossbow, the division of the wall, and the low equipment of the attacking party made this place a massacre. The real elites were oppressing them to die without participating in the attack.
It's a shameless consumption!
How many times can more than 2,000 people withstand the intensive crossbow attacks of 1,000 people?
Each thousand people wears three crossbows and five arrow clips, and there are five arrows on one arrow clip.
Forty per person, 40,000 per 1,000 people. In this area, ten meters away, it is simply impenetrable. More than 2,000 soldiers howled like this, rolled, and fell down one by one.
Until gradually, the remnants of their remnants finally lost their last courage and were afraid to move forward, and their heads were cut off by the supervisors behind them.
"Go!"
Under the order of the officer, a thousand people placed the last arrow clamp, neatly exited the messy death zone, and retreated to the rear.
The flashing crossbow was facing the front, and the team retreated un disorderly. The officer shouted slogans, and the whole team of soldiers became a three-three phalanx.
What cooperated with them was the fire oil from the rear, which accurately hit the previous area and burned a sea of fire.
Everything has been carefully measured.
The Duke looked up at the dark shadow in the army, with a smile on his face.
Odin's elites are waiting for the commander's order.
A soldier came forward, trying to remove the obstacle, and the fire oil fell again. It seemed that this was the longest range of the other party. This is the closest distance between the two armies, only 300 meters apart, but there is no real war.
One side let the other party withdraw, and the other side quietly watched the other side break through the obstacle.
Only two pieces of fire oil were thrown, and the catapult could be seen moving backwards.
There is also a wall on that side.
These idiots, but they are close to the wall. It seems that they are ready to fight. Gore sat on the war horse and waited quietly. He saw the other party's flag farther away.
It's very backward.
The other party's vigilance over and over again is just defense.
These guys are always so timid. Can we slowly push forward to the wind belt step by step? Gore really disdained Robert's ability to take care of the so-called famous rose general.
There is no absolute power suppression. What's the use of playing steadily like this?
But this time he has achieved some goals, at least he has wasted almost a morning. However, the follow-up troops that didn't have time to pass yesterday just passed the wind belt!
Maglin has rested in the back.
After completing the first wave of blocking, the Lamore Legion began to rest. Naturally, there is food and drink from the logistics, and there is already hot water.
Looking at the establishment of the camp, Maglin thought of the Duke he had just seen and felt that this scene was really contradictory.
I don't know what he thinks. The morning is almost over.
"What are you thinking about?"
"Oh, Officer Asen, I'm wondering what the Duke is going to do to seduce the enemy like this."
"In order to defeat the other party." Yasen gave an answer that made Meglin speechless.
He himself seemed to feel that it was a little shameless to say so. He scratched his head and shook his head: "Let's wait. I believe in adults."
"Who doesn't believe in adults? I just want to understand."
"You can see that you are the Duke." Arsen laughed at his subordinate who was going to fly away sooner or later. There was no need for him to maintain his officer's image in front of Meglin, and Meglin seemed to be getting used to his attitude.
"Maybe, the Duke has a killer. I think he is dragging the enemy and wants to strike hard. There must be elite troops coming up in the rear.
"Don't tell the dark elves."
"Your Highness." Maglin stood up in horror.
Yasen is just a lieutenant, which is countless in the imperial army. He saw that the soldier in ordinary armor was actually Prince Ribery.
Yasen couldn't help but be at a loss.
"Lieutenant Yasen, you are very good at fighting."
"Thank you for your praise."
Ribery smiled easy-going, then sat down and motioned them to sit down: "Meglin, your judgment is very right. If I didn't know you, I really doubt who told you.
"Your Highness, is this really the case?"
"Why don't you ask why the Duke and I always wear this?"
Maglin was stunned by his rhetorical question. Yes, what is this? The Duke is hiding the general who wants to find an opportunity to kill the other party. So why is Prince Ribery dressed like this?
"Today's war may subvert the concept of the past. It's really lucky to see an epoch-making battle and experience it. It's really lucky for soldiers.
Ribery's words puzzled Arsen and Maglin.
"The Duke wants to clean up the other party's Gore. As for what I wear, it's his order. As long as I come forward, I must do so. In the face of the other party's assassination of me at all costs, this is his original words." Prince Ribery said with a smile.
But Maglin and Yasen both want to know what an epoch-making war is.
No one doesn't want to know.
Maglin looked at His Royal Highness, but if His Royal Highness didn't say anything, how dare he talk more?
"Look, wait. I'm also looking forward to it." Ribery gently took the words and turned his head to tell the guard, "Give me something to eat."
"Your Highness."
"The magician Maiglin can eat it, Lieutenant Yasen can eat it, and so can I."
"Yes, Your Highness."
A few pieces of dry food, with hot water, Prince Ribery ate very well, and the war drums of the Odins in front of him finally sounded again.
After cleaning all the channels. The official legion of the Odins began to move this way.
On one side is a forest of strange stones, the periphery of the swamp with ice blades piercing the sky, and on the other side are unreachable cliffs.
However, there is such a flat field in it, and the natural craftsmanship is amazing. In this wild bottleneck, the narrowest part is only a more than one-mile wide, but it is enough to line up troops.
The previous second-line defensive position was built here, and now the barbarians have passed through this area and drove towards the front.
is still the head of the classical heavy infantry formation. The archers are behind.
The narrow zone makes the cavalry not have to guard against both sides of their own formation, and they can only line far behind under the constraints of Gore. And five consecutive elite heavy infantry equipped with archers in the front are lined up, connected with the head and tail, rushing towards the opponent's position.
Maiglin's position is already two miles away from the last line of defense. The fight ahead is shocking. A majestic knight in the Duke's armor was on a war horse, moving forward with some of the Duke's personal guards. Maglin knew it was fake.
The real duke really hid among the group of soldiers and personally commanded the front-line troops.
The front seems to be tight, and the barbarian's attack is very sharp. After continuous breakthroughs, the low wall of Rose was broken through, the soldiers in front of them were retreating backwards, and the Duke's flag was also retreating backwards.
Although the trench is very deep, it is not wide enough. It is said that some strong barbarians have metamorphed their armor and leaped by. Encouraged by the officers, the dead men sacrificed their lives and bumped into the Roseman's gun forest one by one.
A swarm of bees of barbarians rushed to the low wall without fear of death, and carried out crazy fire suppression against the arrow rain of the rose man without hesitation.
Rose Man's impulse. The Odins shouted excitedly. Their arrogance made Maglin feel it. I can't imagine what kind of pressure the soldiers ahead are going through.
Prince Ribery also put away his smile and stood up and looked ahead.
"The flag of the Odin people has moved."
For half an hour, the Rose Empire army kept rushing soldiers to consolidate the defense line, but the low wall was still occupied by the enemy, and nails were nailed in the southern position of the low wall and trench.
Their territory is still expanding.
They are trying to break through the bottleneck. Once they break through the bottleneck, the Odins will press on it without hesitation.
The Duke's flag was backwards, and the messengers were hoarsely announcing that there would be another defensive position in the rear, and the engineers seemed to be playing with their lives. But when Maglin was in the army, he thought about what he saw, and he felt that the battlefield was divided into two sides. One is trying to fight, but the other is a false panic.
It really makes Maglin feel strange. Of course, it can't be seen from a distance.
The sound of "huka, huka" in front of me is getting louder and louder.
Another defensive army in front of Maglin has been completed. General Lamor is really organizing. The Iron Wall Legion is ready to come forward again. Asen retreats to the prince, and Maglin also follows the officer forward.
Prince Ribery was still standing still, and some grassroots soldiers swarmed by his side. No one wanted to find that this was His Royal Highness. Several guards whispered, "Your Highness, let's go back a little."
"No, let the guards come up. It's about to start."
"Yes."
The organization of the legion has been completed. The unwitting soldiers saw the Duke's flag retreat and then entered the rear barracks. They were a little at a loss. What happened today? The soldiers in front seemed to continue to retreat, and some teams did not even maintain their basic formation when they retreated, which seemed to be lax.
It looks like giving up the former comrades-in-arms and starting to fall into another line of defense!
Why is today's battle so bad?
What the hell!
The sound of horseshoes sounded again. The military organization of slavery is not as rigorous as that of the empire, but obedience sometimes frightles civil society.
The elite of the Odins in the rear, the most elite cavalry, and the black armored cavalry began to attack. They were accelerating, and none of the Odin infantry in front, which occupied the bottleneck, did not give way. They seemed to be willing to die under their own horseshoes and fought for a breakthrough for the senior soldiers behind them. Opportunity.
Some Odin people even turned around and shouted, "Wow, huh!"
The iron gun was neatly put forward, and the Odins, who wore heavy armor and rode high horses, rushed forward silently. They disdained the inferior heavy infantry who paid attention to themselves with their lives, and even more disdained the Rose Empire in front of them.
That thin line of defense!
It's just destruction. This is this defensive area, the most elite unit of the Odin Empire, but there are only 6,000 people, and its combat effectiveness is the highest in the whole army.
Every time there is a crisis, this force known as Odin's Hammer always restrains and even defeats the attack of the Rose Empire at a critical time!
For hundreds of years, this army's hands were stained with the blood of the soldiers of the Rose Empire. Behind the cold light shining on their iron guns and sabers was a deep shame of the imperial army.
But in the bitter cold of the north, only the war horses over there can be as strong as this, and can carry such heavy equipment and soar at a high speed.
This is a moving steel fortress, Odin's iron fist, which is hitting this side fiercely.
Countless bodies have been thrown into the trench, and the low wall has been almost demolished. Between the iron fist and the iron wall, there are no obstacles except for the last entangled soldiers on both sides.
The soldiers of the Rose Empire finally collapsed, and the soldiers in front of them were running back in confusion and running to both sides. The excited Odin is chasing and killing.
Different armor, different organizations, different endings. At least it seems like this now.
A river, a wind belt. One winter and one summer, the entangled nightmares of the two countries! This balance is going to be broken. Yasen has something in his heart.
How could the Duke be defeated like this? The other party is over.
The Duke did everything to eat this Odin's hammer led by the Lord Odin. After this battle, the army must rush to the wind belt. If the engineers can build a huge bridge across the turbulent river, the Odins will lose their initiative in this area.
But the sacrifice must be huge! This is for sure!
The whole army! Iron wall!"
"Iron wall."
"The first three columns move forward, buffer the front layout!" Lamore shouted loudly.
The soldiers in the front row neatly put down the iron face, and their eyes flashed tragic, facing Odin's hammer. They will be smashed into pieces. They will use their lives to win time for the rear legion, and they will use their lives to consume each other's speed! Let Odin's hammer fall into the quagmire! Then cut off the hammer handle!
"Come on, Odin's bastards." The grassroots officer in front of him roared and strode to the front line.
Squatting, the tail of the iron gun is stationed, and the blade is slanted forward. The two soldiers with him stood behind him, leaning slightly on his body, stationing the iron gun from both sides and moving the gun forward.
Three iron guns and three soldiers combined into a blooming iron rose in an instant.
And on the battlefield, the rose is in full bloom in front of the enemy's horseshoe.
The wrestlers beside the stone-throwing car have carried the sledgehammer. The archers have pinched the arrows in their hands, and their fingers have turned white.
The soldiers of the Rose Empire in front of them have been scattered. In addition to some dead on the battlefield, Odin's infantry finally stopped chasing. They ran to both sides in a mess. After all, they didn't want to die. Outside the long range of the Rose Empire, they were on the wayside of their own cavalry.