The Gallic army began to approach the Falcon Army, which was guarding the mountains outside the city. The neat footsteps raised dust all over the sky. The cold light raised by the infantry spears in the front row flashed with rows of people under the rising sun. When the blue Gallic armor advanced forward, it was like blue waves rolling, just like the Gaul Legion's will for this battle.

"This Falcon Army has a strong combat power. Adults rushed to help overnight. Is it better to have a rest?"

Aside him, Algeron Kaja, who was wounded with white cloth on his arm, asked carefully, with a tone of respect. Last night's incendiary bomb injured his right hand, which seemed to burn his last little resentment. As the son of the Algeron family, the Emperor's Majesty, the elder brother of the Emperor's official, Algeron Julia, knew very well that the empire could turn the tide and block the fierce iron hoof of the Falcon Army for a whole winter in the situation of last year's defeat, because of Hasen Rambo, the imperial decisive needle, which was in Rusty. Hasen Rambo sacrificed his life in Rusty, and faced the fierce attack of the Falcon King, and watched the gate to the hinterland of the empire.

"The Falcon Army is indeed very powerful!, but our strength advantage is very obvious, and we don't have much time to spend here!" Hasen Lambo's face darkened slightly, and he waved his horse whip, and his eyes swept over the Falcon Army's troops on the opposite side, his face showed helplessness, and he took a deep breath and said, "Although I made some arrangements before leaving, at most it can temporarily confuse the enemy. You also know the power of that Falcon King. If the time is delayed too long, the virtuality and reality of the front line will definitely not be concealed from his eyes.

"If possible, I really hope to use the advantage of military strength to siege it, but now we cannot. We must cut down the Falcon King, the sharp claw that stretched across the boundary in the shortest time! Because we have to rush back!" Varisian's voice stopped, looking a little solemn

"So that's it. Lord Hasen Rambo is indeed far-sighted."

Algeron Kajia showed a trace of suddenness, as if he had thought of something. He looked at the Falcon Army with a little surprise and curiosity, and his face faintly showed a sense of shame and anger. He finally found that the person he feared and hated the most was not in this Falcon Army at all. Because the Falcon Army that appeared in his vision was only about 30,000, 20,000 were infantry wearing heavy armor, and 10,000 were the most common and most terrifying troops of the Falcon Army, the Falcon Empire Crossbowmen, and then one

About a thousand cavalry. Finally, his eyes fell on the black tide of the Falcon Army, and there were only two more conspicuous red regiments. They were two infantry formations wearing red armor. One seemed to be a very powerful archers, but the number was only about one thousand. In such a battle, the effect could be played very little, while the other infantry looked very strange. They almost didn't take weapons, but they had many pockets under their feet, and it seemed that there were some things inside.

"What's this?"

Algeronkajia's eyebrows frowned slightly. Two strange red pieces were so difficult to show in a black ocean formed by the Falcon Army armor. However, after looking at the troops of our side, Algeronkajia did not take these two red arrays to heart. In the face of absolute strength, all conspiracies were laughing stocks. The troops brought back by Hasen Rambo were 10,000, plus his 20,000 imperial guards, and the combat force of our side reached 130,000. The other side was just a fraction of our army. It's no wonder Hasen Rambo almost didn't even need to hesitate and directly ordered an attack! Because in this battle, the force ratio was four to one!

With such a ratio of troops, there is indeed no need to be deep, and it is enough to sweep any enemy in field battles.

At the top of the mountain where the Falcon Army was defending, Varision looked at the densely packed Gaul army below. He also felt some pressure. The huge gap in troops had some impact on the morale of our side. In particular, the other side obviously put all the troops out without any concealment in order to slash their morale.

"Notice!"

The Falcon Army infantry team in front held the spear tightly and their breathing became fierce and rapid. Their faces seemed both serious and cold. Because they knew very well how heavy and terrible the task placed in front of them was.

In the boundless ranks, like the left and right wings of giant birds spreading their wings, countless Gaul flags floating in the wind are like waves rising and falling. As the Gallic army line slowly moves, the blue armor almost covers the color of the earth, just like the earth itself pressing towards this side.

Varisian clenched his hands into fists, and he felt a sudden palpitation in his heart. At the time in Staros, he had a solid city wall, countless cities guarding equipment, and knew that the main force of the empire was right beside him. Although it was also a fierce and bitter battle, at least he knew that the main force of the empire would inevitably appear at the critical moment. However, there was no city wall or reinforcements here. According to His Majesty the Falcon, all he could do was to persevere and persevere alone for more than ten hours before completely defeating the defense line of the Gauls! Or fight to the last person!

"Let Lord Hutu Emma be prepared and start attacking after entering two hundred meters!"

Varisian took a deep breath, turned his head coldly, "Tell Lord Emma that there is no need to save fuel bombs, throw out all the remaining fuel bombs last night! I want to use these fuel bombs to hit the morale of the Gauls." The messenger rushed to the water, bringing news to the army. Ten minutes later, the Gallic army a mile away finally started to 500 meters away. The plain wind whistled and rolled up the battle flags of the Gauls, and the blades of grass flew around. The front row were Gallic heavy infantry, and the bright red sun shone on the heavy infantry armor, shaking brightly and dazzlingly.

"Go forward and crush them!"

The people of Gaul were extremely excited. In front of the hundreds of thousands of Gaul army spreading across the fan, the 30,000 Falcon Army occupying only one mountain was like a small reef trembling in front of the huge blue waves. The heavy infantry in the front began to lower their spears at 400 meters, with steady steps and slowly stepped forward, just like a row of steel walls rolling down from the mountain. Their speed became faster and faster, from slow steps to running, and then turned into Mercedes-Benz, and then advanced at a terrible speed, "forward, advance!" The running Gallic infantry queues began to intersect each other, pushing each other, with a stunning fighting spirit like a tide, as if it was unstoppable like a mountain torrent and tsunami!

"Crack" The sound of the catapult machine spring cracking continuously. Countless fireballs dragging black smoke suddenly flew up from a high place on the mountain like a flock of birds, like a fiery red meteor passing through the sky with a black tail of death, falling from the sky with a shrill sound of wind from the white sky, and smashing like thunder between the dense shield array of Gaul infantry accelerating charge.

"Rumbling" A huge sound like a muffled thunder came, and countless red light spots were like snowballs that were burst. The burning fireballs scattered and shattered in the violent impact. More than a dozen Gaul heavy infantry nearby were stained with the splashed flames, and the flames quickly burned from their stained positions. The people and horses were lit into fireballs, and bursts of shrill and miserable screams were made. The ignited war horses rushed around, igniting more places until the one who was unable to jump again collapsed.

"Notify all troops to move forward in a scattered manner and tell the front that you must keep it steady!"

Hasen Rambo looked at the troops in front of him, and a look of regret appeared on his face. The Falcon Army's incendiary bomb attack was as expected. He knew very well that although the incendiary bomb was terrible, the scattered front line formed in the face of more than 100,000 troops was too low. It may cause some losses, but it is not enough to change the strength of both sides. In just this time,

Hundreds of fireballs with long smoke tails turned into red deaths that burned everything in the air, smashing them downwards into a group of soldiers.

Countless fires and explosions were like huge apertures, scattering the gorgeous petals of death on the earth. They looked extremely gorgeous, but as Hasen Rambo expected, the lake surface formed by a scattered front line of 100,000 people was more than 5 miles wide, and one or two hundred fuel bombs were thrown down, just like a few small red dots that exploded on the entire huge fan surface, which basically caused only one or two thousand casualties, which could not shake the attack line of the Gauls.

The forward of the attack line crossed the 100-meter line. The Falcon Army crossbow shooting began to spread to the battlefield.

"Papapapapapapapapa" Countless clusters of arrows floated like storms and hit the shields of the Gallic army. Countless clusters of arrows were like flying shadows, whistling from the white mist in the distance. Papapapapapapapa" The sound of arrow piercing into the body brought a large number of Gallic soldiers' screams. The sharp Mitsubishi arrow pierced deeply into the armor of Gallic heavy infantry from all angles, bringing a bright red and dazzling red in their bodies. The sound of sharp weapons piercing into the flesh is like the tearing sound of a bloodthirsty beast tearing the muscles with sharp teeth. In the face of this terrible arrow, the heavy infantry queue of Gallic people fell on the ground like row after row of paper mud.

"What's going on! Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

This scene made Hasen Rambo, who was behind him, gasping for air, his eyes were round, and it felt like he had just been stomped by countless feet. He was not a chick who had given the Falcon Army hands. On the contrary, he had a deeper understanding of the Falcon Army than most Gallic generals, and knew the tactics of the Falcon Army.

After many battles, he had seen a rain of arrows that was far more sharp than now, but even so, the soldiers' losses would never happen. It was simply a massacre. The heavy armor on the heavy infantry was cut open like a piece of paper. Some soldiers wearing heavy armor did not fall down after being shot, but were as if they were punched by someone. The body was taken back a few steps before falling down. The heavy infantry wearing heavy armor and shields were shot to death by the frontal shooting! Just from 200 meters to 100 meters, he paid the price of more than 3,000 casualties. Almost no step ahead, the blood and life of hundreds of Gaul warriors paved the way.

"Sir Hasen Rambo, look there!" Algeron Kaja suddenly made a sound, pointing his hand at the halfway up the Falcon Army

"That's...!" Hasen Rambo saw it in the direction of his finger, his pupils suddenly shrank slightly, and he saw the ignored red cloud! They were about a thousand archers wearing red armor,

These archers are obviously stronger than other archers, but what really made Algeron Kaga feel a chill. The archers kept pulling the bowstrings, and each time they shot, the Gaul heavy infantry in the hit area would fall densely, and they were all heavy infantry holding heavy siege tower shields. It was because these tower shield soldiers used to block arrows were shot dead and injured. The one behind was only heavy infantry holding ordinary infantry diamond shields. Under the cluster of arrows that were violently poured into the front, they naturally died in tragic death.

"What kind of archer is that?" Hasen Rambo's voice was filled with a hint of tremolo. It was really terrible. If the other party kept shooting arrows like this, his morale would inevitably suffer a heavy blow.

"If I guess correctly, it should be the rumored Falcon Army's first combat power, the thorn longbowman!" Algeron Kajia's face was heavy as if he was beaten up by someone and introduced to Hasen Rambo, "Actually, it was the first time I saw a real thorn longbow. I didn't expect that the rumor was true!"

"What rumor?"

Hasen Rambo's face was stunned. For the first time, he felt that the Kyoto side sent the former defeated general, Algeron Kajia, to come, was actually a good choice. After all, he was the toughest opponent of the Wikia Falcon, and his understanding of the Falcon Army was far deeper than that of other Gallic generals. And from the current perspective, after that tragic failure, the youngest famous general in the empire seemed to have been polished off the original water chestnut, knowing humility, knowing the pain of failure. Knowing to pay attention to any enemy is something that needs to know to become a real famous general.

"It is said that the strongest tile longbow unit of the Falcon Army can shoot a range of 200 meters, and can even penetrate heavy cavalry armor within 100 meters!" Algeronkajia looked at the red archers who kept pulling the bowstrings in the distance with a cold face. Each arrow seemed to have a pleasing violent beauty. He said slowly, "Thankfully, the powerful tile longbow consumes the physical strength of the archers. It is not easy to shoot 20 arrow clusters, and their number is very small, so few that even the direct legion of the Wikia Falcons has only 5,000 slashers like this! I didn't expect to see the tile longbow here, which was really surprising!"

"You mean, their shooting will be exhausted soon?" Hasen Rambo's face finally loosened a little when he heard the shortcomings of the longbow of the tile. He was also, if such a terrible army could continue shooting, what would he still be here to shoot!

"It's basically that. After a while, the longbow of the tile will stop. This should be the last trump card of the Falcon Army. If we want to cause chaos and then choose to retreat, there is nothing to worry about!" Algeron Kajia nodded heavily and said with a sneer, "And I think. What really determines the result is still the cruelest flesh-and-blood melee fighting. It is a joke in itself to pursue long-range forces like the Falcon Army! As long as they defeat their melee troops, the long-range shooter will be killed!"

After nearly 5,000 casualties, the Gaul army finally approached the Falcon Army.

"Rise the gun! Lift the gun!" The harsh noise sounded throughout the two. The infantry on the front line raised the guns in unison, and the long spear tips moved forward together, just like a forest of spears suddenly appeared on the ground. The spear tips were shining with terrible metal light. For both sides that were about to collide, it was a forest of death!

"Papa" The sound of the spear breaking sounded like dense raindrops. Countless blood exploded at the front of the spear, like a sudden burst of bright red mist. It was the blood of the soldiers. Because it rushed too fast, the Gaul soldiers in the front had not stopped yet, and were pushed and hit by the people behind and hit the five-meter spear that was sharp and attacking the people in front. "Kill" the soldiers on both sides at the same time, and their eyes were covered with blood. At almost the same time, the same sound was shouted at the same time. The metal hit the metal and made a harsh friction sound.

Varissian fought at a high place, and the situation below was clear at a glance. The 100,000 troops of the Gauls were like a huge twisting torrent, fighting with the two main battle flag regiments below. The blue soldiers slapped over like endless sea tides. This was an extremely wide battlefield, another extremely narrow battlefield, less than a thousand meters away from each other. At the upward mountain pass, nearly 150,000 soldiers fighting each other were gathered. Wherever they looked, there were fierce people. The battle line between the two armies was chaotic, and the ground was covered with corpses and wounded soldiers. The terrible guns and swords were densely slashed like storms, swords and axes. Every minute and every second, both armies had a large number of soldiers falling down in this killing field.

"Stay"

The infantry captain shouted at the top of his lungs, but almost immediately, his voice was drowned in a terrible metal collision sound. Countless spears pierced out at the same time, making a crack and friction. The sharp spear tip pierced into the body, "Kill!" The soldiers of the two armies rushed out and breathed like a volcano erupting. Like a terrible storm, in the moment of lightning and thunder, almost all the soldiers on the first row of both sides fell down, followed by the second row and the third row, and the sound of spears breaking and the gun broke everywhere on the heads of the formation. The terrible sound resounded throughout the sky.

Facing more than 100,000 enemies, the Falcon Army blocking line with only two infantry flag regiments, can be imagined. It is like a spider web blown by the strong wind, the entire defense line sways back and forth, and the Falcon Army crossbows retreated to the back, causing the Gaul soldiers to pay a tragic price on the battle line. After an hour of fierce fighting, Varisian received reports from two infantry flag regiments asking for help.

The Falcon Army killed more than 3,000 people, while the Gaul army had reached 10,000 people. However, the number of Gallic army's troops became increasingly obvious at this moment, and they were also fighting in close combat.

There were also corpses everywhere, but the Gallic soldiers looked like they were endless and killed.

As for the Falcon Army, although the army is in full force and crossbows and arrows help, it can temporarily resist the disadvantage of the number of people.

But every time a soldier falls, it is a weakening of his strength. Without supplements, he can only fight to the death, and the situation becomes increasingly unfavorable.

"One hour..." Varysian raised his head and looked at the sky. For the first time, he felt a little worried about whether he could hold on to the next ten hours.
Chapter completed!