Chapter 281 Blood Sword Shang Song

"Order McVaron's Central Group to withdraw 100,000 troops and retreat backwards!" After analyzing Arcado, Yu Qiansan and others for more than an hour, they finally formulated a plan to lure the enemy into a decisive battle.

"After these 100,000 people retreat, don't move south, but north! Strengthen General Buck's Bellow Cluster! When the Yongye Empire was fooled and launched a full-scale attack, the Belo cluster directly attacked the province east of Belo from the side and went straight to the capital of the province!" Yu Qiansum solemnly described the specific details of the order.

"The army of the Eternal Night Empire and the Northern Holy Empire! And all of them are annihilated!" Arcado's hand pressed fiercely on a plain at the junction of the province of Arante and Antarctica.

In a large camp in the province of Yarante, Ye Shengwu, the eldest prince of the Eternal Night Empire, held a combat meeting, and the focus of the discussion was the Battle of Dofos, which began a few days ago.

"Muse really dares to fight the battle of crossing the Dorfos River in this weather. Although his courage is commendable, only a fool can make such a battle plan!" A general said with a sneer.

Another counselor in cloth thought for a moment and said, "It's not to blame the Southeast City State for taking the risk of launching the Battle of the Dorfos River. They can't wait!"

"Oh? How to say this?" The eldest prince suddenly became interested and asked with a smile, "Is it correct that they sent 200,000 troops to the Dofos River?"

"From our point of view, the strong Dofoss River is suicide." The counselor said with a smile, "But from the perspective of the southeast city, it is a good way to relieve the current state of war."

He stood up and continued, "Our army is more than 700,000, stationed in the Alante region. The food and drink needs to be paid by only four provinces in the southeast city-state. If ten days and a half months can withstand it, and if it takes a month, the economy of his southeast city-state will collapse."

He walked to the map and gently pointed to the Dorfos River and said, "It is the only opportunity for the southeast city-state to launch a large-scale battle here to attract the attention of the Holy Sword Principality and create a fighter for us!" Do you think it makes sense for him to do this?"

"Good to say!" Ye Shengwu Zhan got up and walked to the map. He looked at the map and said, "Just hours ago, our scouts found that a large number of troops of the Principality of Shengjian on the opposite side had been transferred, which suddenly reduced tens of thousands of people. Combined with our invisible rear, it is expected that the Principality of Shengjian has transferred at least 100,000 people on the front line this time."

He glanced at all the generals present with a smile and asked proudly, "Where do you think these 100,000 people will be transferred?"

Almost everyone answered with one voice: "The middle and lower reaches of the Dafoss River."

Ye Shengwu nodded with satisfaction and pointed to the map: "In the morning of the day after tomorrow, when their troops are far away, our army will turn to counterattack! Defeat the main force of the Holy Sword Principality in front of you!"

"Your Highness! It's a big deal! Or do you want to ask the old general Yue Wushen stationed in Tito Fortress? A middle-aged general got up and suggested.

"Time is tight, it's too late! No matter how much the Principality of Sword relies on advanced weapons, it can't make up for the lack of command experience! I won this battle!" Ye Shengwu said fiercely.

For two consecutive days, Ye Shengwu repeatedly studied the battle plan. Cautly, he calmed down without the initial excitement. He revised the battle plan and reduced the offensive force to 500,000, leaving more than 200,000 troops on the defense line.

And he changed his comprehensive attack to a key attack, giving up the offensive in the direction of Bello and concentrating all his main forces in the direction of Bayal, facing McVlon's troops.

What he didn't know was that several of his old and important generals privately sent the news of the attack back to the Yongye Empire and gave it to the Qinglong Army, the godless old prince Yue, who was the closest to the front line.

In the early morning of December 8 of the Gregorian calendar, the offensive group composed of 150,000 cavalry and 350,000 infantry of the Yongye Empire began to attack south, and the front-line defense of McVlon's central group was in full emergency.

The magic cannon did not stop shooting from the beginning, and the soldiers climbed out of the trenches and began to use crossbows to stop the Yongye Empire troops who tried to approach.

Countless bodies are hung on the wire, ferocious and frightening. The two sides repeatedly competed for every inch of land, and countless soldiers stained the land with blood.

The magic cannon is powerful at a long distance, and the eternal night empire wins by the number of people at close range. A morning, which should have been quiet, is full of bloody atmosphere at this moment.

On the mountain bag in the distance, Ye Shengwu looked at the full-line passive defense defense line of Shengjian Gong and laughed: "It seems that our analysis is completely correct. The main force of the army of the opposite Shengjian Principality is no longer here. Now he must be struggling to retreat step by step, hoping to withstand our attack and wait until the main force returns. Defense."

He glanced at the smoke-filled battlefield and didn't seem to see the heavy price paid by the soldiers of his eternal night empire at all. He waved his hand and ordered, "Heavy cavalry attack! Tear off the defense line! I want the Principality of Sword to remember the name of my night Shengwu!"

Then he said fiercely, "I want that Rudolph to know that even if our eternal night imperial royal family has sex with his woman, he can only bear it!"

The heavy cavalry of the Yongye Empire, which received the order, began to charge, as if a solid scale hit the seemingly tofu-like defense line of the Holy Sword.

However, soon these heavily armored cavalrymen found that they were not weighing themselves, and the other party's defense line was not tofu. They hit the defense line of the Holy Sword, which seemed to be on the verge of collapse, but did not tear open the opponent's defense line as expected.

The weak defense line withstood the test again, like a petrel in the storm, withstood the attack of the opponent.

The magic cannon poured ammunition into the positions of the Yongye Empire's troops one after another. The battle lasted all morning. The main force of the attacking Yongye Empire had completely used up the magic defense scrolls, and the magicians who attacked with the army had also exhausted their magic or died in battle.

The casualties of each square without protection were even more tragic. The cold ground mixed with blood was filled with the corpses of the soldiers of the Eternal Night Empire. The soldiers who killed the red eyes were still desperately trying to climb over layers of barbed wire until the terrible defensive weapons were paved with their bodies.

The cavalry and infantry of the Yongye Empire, who thought they could finally start a hand-to-hand battle, were surprised to find that the trenches of the original sword duchy soldiers as bunkers were actually a terrible trench, and there was actually a barbed wire mesh inside.

And opposite the trench, a line of defense composed of cars and armored reconnaissance vehicles made these Yongye Imperial soldiers who thought they had survived the ghost gate cry without tears.

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