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"Empire Hegemony" Chapter 1252
Under the dark gray sky, a big black banner fluttered in the wind.
Surrounding the big black banner toward the distance are densely erected spears and spears, like a forest of steel.
Steel phalanxes stood in the wilderness one after another. The soldiers clutched their weapons tightly with serious faces, and the team of 80,000 soldiers was silent.
The army formation of the Qinghe Army was calm and solemn, and there was a strong sense of murder in the air.
"Report!"
"The main force of the Skitarii is less than five miles away from us!"
Xiong Jun's horse galloped towards the big flag embroidered with the Qinghe Army's Ninth Field Army Corps, and shouted loudly.
"Explore again!"
"No!"
On the field field under the banner of the Ninth Army Corps, Li Changqing, the commander of the army, sat on the armchair, took a sip of a cup of tea, and said.
"No!"
After the scout cavalry gave a military salute on horseback, they turned their horses and rode away.
Li Changqing, a thin and half-grown child in the former rebel army, now dressed in military uniform, has become mighty and handsome, and has become the youngest army commander.
He learned to march and fight by Chen Ziang's side, and then led 20,000 elite lone troops deep into the enemy's rear, and single-handedly created the Ninth Field Army, which was also a great achievement.
This time, he was ordered to deploy defenses in the Hengshan area to stop the Skitarii troops fleeing towards the Holy See.
What Li Changqing didn't expect was that the catastrophe didn't go from the Anhua mansion, but from their side.
Although the cathars are extremely weak now, the emaciated camels are bigger than horses, so they still have some combat effectiveness.
Especially the soldiers of the Skitarii were selected by the Holy See from among the most loyal believers, and their fighting will was not weaker than that of the Qinghe Army.
Facing such a powerful enemy along the way, Li Changqing, the Ninth Field Army Corps, did not hide in Hengshan City, but took the initiative to set up a formation to fight.
Chen Ziang taught him back then that the brave wins when they meet on a narrow road!
This time they also encountered the main force of the Skitarii, and it was not Li Changqing's fighting style to hide in the city.
Li Changqing is young and energetic. If he hadn't dared to fight, he would not have been able to make a name for himself in the Baishan Province occupied by Zhendong Army and Wolf Cavalry!
This time he still showed extraordinary courage. Although he knew that the Skitarii was strong in combat, he still chose to face it head-on.
He feels that a truly powerful army is one that dares to show its sword against any powerful enemy on the frontal battlefield!
Li Changqing's Ninth Field Army Corps originally had five banner regiments, but in the previous series of battles, more than 10,000 people were killed or injured, so only four banner regiments are on the battlefield at this moment.
It was precisely because they saw that the Ninth Army of the Qinghe Army in Hengshan County was a newly formed force that was weak, so the teaching guards came towards them.
Li Changqing and the others didn't have to wait long, a wriggling black line appeared on the distant horizon.
This black line kept squirming and thickening, extending towards the two wings, and soon a whole army appeared in front of Li Changqing and the others.
The difficult journey of the main force of the Skitarii can be said to be a nightmare.
?They not only faced the plight of food shortage, but also faced the round-the-clock pursuit and attack of the Qinghe Army.
The army that appeared in front of Li Changqing and the others was no longer as vigorous as before. Their clothes were ragged and covered with mud, and the soldiers were all bearded and haggard.
The battle flag of the Holy See was fluttering crookedly. Seeing the Qinghe army facing them in full force, the soldiers of the cathars also had solemn expressions.
The battle robe of the general in red, Kenan, was also covered with mud. His horse had been slaughtered, and he was exhausted walking all the way here.
He thought that the Ninth Corps of the Qinghe Army would rely on Hengshan City to form a defense line to stop them. Seeing that the Qinghe Army had put up a stance to fight, Kenan felt inexplicably angry.
If the Ninth Army of the Qinghe Army dared to fight in such a stance when he led the army into the Yunzhong Province, he would beat the opponent's parents even if they didn't recognize it.
But Huluo Pingyang was bullied by dogs. Now they have wolves in front and tigers in back. Even the newly formed army of the Qinghe Army dared to confront them head-on. Kenan also felt provoked and was full of anger.
"passOrder, the whole team! "
Behind them was the Eighth Field Army of the Qinghe Army, the first in the guards, and the second banner regiment chasing after them.
They dare not stay here for too long, they must defeat the enemy in front of them as soon as possible, and open the way to break through.
Amidst the whining horns, the tired and weak Skitarii soldiers began to gather, and amidst the cursing of officers at all levels, they barely formed a loose formation.
"Defeat the enemy and return home!"
The general in red, Kenan, did not have any impassioned pre-war mobilization, but just passed down a sentence.
Undoubtedly, this sentence also greatly boosted the morale of the Skitarii soldiers, because if they wanted to go back alive, they had to defeat the enemy in front of them.
The desolate horn sounded through the wilderness, and the black skitarii soldiers clutched the weapons in their hands, striding forward with red eyes.
Seeing the main force of the Patriarch Army approaching in darkness like a raging tide, Li Changqing, the head of the Ninth Field Army of the Qinghe Army sitting on the chariot, did not panic at all.
"Long-range troops, attack sequentially!"
Legion Commander Li Changqing issued the first order, and the trebuchet troops deployed in the rear and the strong bows and crossbows deployed in the front line also moved one after another.
The Patriarchs were also well-equipped at the beginning. Although they did not have strong crossbows, they had a lot of various siege equipment, and the trebuchets were even more powerful than the Qinghe Army.
However, their defeat along the way lost all their heavy equipment, and now only light infantry with weapons are left.
Facing the numerous light infantry along the way, they were like a group of tigers without claws and claws. Naturally, Li Changqing was not afraid of them.
What's more, there are still a large number of friendly troops approaching here from all directions.
"The trebuchet launches!"
The mighty attacking force of the Skitarii quickly entered the range of the Qinghe army's trebuchets.
Following the cold shout of the banner battalion commander in charge of the catapults, dozens of catapults were launched almost at the same time, and the howling stone bombs soared into the air, crossed the fortified army formation, and smashed into the skitarii team.
Dozens of stone bullets opened death arcs in the air, and then crashed down with a breath of destruction.
Seeing the roaring stone bullets, the soldiers of the Skitarii naturally knew the power of these stone bullets. Once they were hit, they would be smashed to pieces.
The Skitarii soldiers instinctively wanted to dodge, but the stone bombs crashed down like lightning, and the ground trembled violently.
The Skitarii soldiers who were hit by the hit disappeared half of their bodies when they turned around, and some of them were smashed into rotten flesh on the spot.
The bouncing stone bullets plowed a bloody path among the cathars' ranks, and those who were hit would be seriously injured even if they did not die.
Before the soldiers of the Skitarii recovered from the first wave of stone bullets, the second wave of clay pots filled with kerosene roared in again.
These clay pots fell to the ground and shattered, black kerosene splashed everywhere, and the splashed Skitarii soldiers were all over their bodies.
The third wave of howling came was fireballs emitting thick smoke one after another. The fireballs exploded on the ground, and the kerosene also burst into flames, bursting into flames several feet high.
Facing the endless long-range attacks of the Qinghe Army, the screams, curses, and wails of the catechist troops intertwined.
The whole team was like a drop of water poured into a boiling oil pan, and there was a lot of shouting and chaos.
"Rush up, kill!"
The Patriarchs no longer have the ability to counter the Qinghe Army's long-range strikes, and they have the only chance of victory if they rush forward and fight in close combat.
Seeing the soldiers around them continue to die tragically on the spot, the officers also roared hoarsely, urging the soldiers of the Skitarii to rush to melee! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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