Pendor Empire In Other Worlds

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Although surprised, Oya's confidence has not been compromised.

Soon after the barbarian army closed the encirclement, he gave the order to attack the whole army.

The barbarian who had been matching the sound of the horn screamed for a while, and the sound of cheers that went up to the sky instantly suppressed the desolate sound of the horn. Even if the faces of the members of the flag guard have turned red, they still can't gain the upper hand again, and can only barely maintain their formation undisturbed.

By this time Viscount Hollum had no time to deal with the morale problem.

He cursed in a low voice the barbarian's "wonderfulness", and then shouted to the other lieutenant Viscount Husay.

"Viscount Husey, please direct the shooter troops to start the attack, the target is the direction of the south, don't worry about other places."

To the south, it is the direction where Oya the barbarian is, and it is also the direction with the most barbarians.

"Yes."

The Viscount Husey took the command loudly, another meaning was to recognize the opponent's combat command.

Soon, he drove to the not far, five rows of shooters in front of the line.

Although the Qatari recruits had a small number of archers, together with the noble private soldiers and the regular army of the principality, they had assembled a force of nearly 500 archers.

"Now, I will take over the command of the shooter troops, and all the pawns will stand out."

"Yes."

In response, five archers wearing chain armor and long bows walked out.

"Report number." Offseason ordered again.

"Yes."

From front to back, the five shooters shouted out their serial numbers.

"Order, all turn to the south."

The Viscount Husey turned his horse's head, and the long sword in his hand indicated the specific position.

Amid the sound of neat steps, the archers once again formed five lines.

"Command, first and second team, arrows"

The archers in the first and second rows hit their bows with arrows.

"Draw the bow, the target is straight ahead, and prepare for a 120-meter projectile."

The archer draws the bow and takes aim at the shooting angle of the captain.

The offseason did not speak any more, just swiped the long sword in his hand downward.

"Shoot."

The two hundred **** leaders who returned to the center of the queue took over the shooting order. The two hundred feather arrows flew high, and then turned around under the action of gravity. Blossoms of blood bloomed in the formation.

Without watching the shooting result in the offseason, he re-arranged the long sword in his hand and continued to order.

"The first and second teams step back ten steps, and the third and fourth teams step forward." After a few seconds, the word "arrow" was spit out.

The archers in the third and fourth columns repeated the action, and another feather arrow flew out.

At this time, the barbarians in other directions had rushed to a distance of fifty meters.

But the offseason still calmly ordered the fifth team to shoot freely and the other four teams to shoot alternately.

In a short distance of 100 meters, the archers have caused more than 300 casualties to the unarmored and densely packed barbarians south.

In this kind of mass charge situation, all casualties will become loss of combat effectiveness.

When the Viscount Offseason commanded the shooter's long-range strikes, Viscount Hollum was not idle either.

From his mouth, the numbers of the teams were constantly popping up, and the commands were complicated, or how many steps back, or how much distance they moved, or what kind of weapons to prepare.

Gradually, the former circular defensive array was adjusted to a snowflake array with six rounded corners like a snowflake under his command.

There are dozens of infantrymen in each rounded corner to form a tight circular array with a shield on the outer layer, spears or other two-handed pole weapons on the inner layer, leaving only the bottom connected with the circular array of the snowflake body.

This is not a common formation, because when fighting with other armies, there are very few "Ullahs" who come up directly regardless of the situation.

The transformed Snow Formation is one of the few formations that can cope with the full-scale charge of the infantry. Its function is to transform the enemy's shock that should have been received at the same time into a mixed shock and reduce the pressure on the front line.

The southern barbarians who were hit hard by the shooter suffered heavy losses, and their number was greatly reduced.

The barbarian, who had become crowded because of the reduced front contact, moved in this direction, leaving the original uninterrupted impact for a short period of weakness.

After the change was completed, Hollum was no longer issuing orders, and the soldier's own officer should be responsible for the next specific battle.

Sure enough, with a short command such as "shield", "gun", and "spear throwing", Snow Array was ready for battle.

At this time, the fastest barbarian had rushed to within twenty meters.

Orders to "throw guns" were issued one after another, and the spear-throwing soldiers in the formation hurled out the guns in their hands, causing hundreds of casualties.

But then, the barbarian's impact hit the rounded corner of the snowflake, and within a second it continued to hit the main circle.

Accompanied by more excited cheers, the barbarian's "bang bang" sound continued to hit the shield.

Willier clearly saw the situation that made his heart jerk. There were more than a dozen shield soldiers around the circle that were directly knocked to the ground, and many of them moved inward suddenly.

But Hollum's expression was calm, because in his opinion, this situation was normal.

Sure enough, the next moment, under the orders of the captains, the second-tier soldiers sealed the gap with two-handed weapons and spears, and the reserve soldiers stepped forward and re-established the formation.

This thrilling scene caused Willier's heart to jump high and fall slowly, and even made him feel like he was about to faint.

But Hollum did not have his sense of relaxation. On the contrary, he felt more and more pressure.

Before the battle, the soldiers on both sides were using their own methods of warfare and constantly wielding their weapons. The barbarians without armour are naturally at a great loss, but there are also soldiers from the Principality’s army who were hit by the barbarians’ weapons and lost their combat effectiveness.

In just five minutes, half a hundred soldiers were killed.

Ten minutes later, the first rounded corner of Snowflake was breached, and the other rounded corners were also crumbling, and there were many gaps in the main circle.

Viscount Hollum gave orders to retreat slowly and orderly, while ordering soldiers to step forward to plug the gap and reorganize the rounded corners.

In an instant, the entire Snow Array was compressed by more than ten meters.

The good news is that because of the casualties, the fallen corpse greatly hindered the barbarian's attack.

The bad news is that the respite gained by bow and arrow shooting has been blocked by the continual influx of barbarians.

Hollum had to order the shooter troops to reverse their direction and make a swarm attack ~www.readwn.com~ to delay the barbarian's offense.

The tragic fighting continued, and soon, an hour passed.

The casualties of the Principality Army became more and more severe, and the front-line shield soldiers were almost completely lost, relying only on light infantry to maintain the front.

At all times, soldiers lost their will to fight, were killed by the enemy in a daze, or turned to flee from the front and were beheaded by the supervising team.

Hollum has already issued weapons to the escorts and ordered them to fill the vacancies, but this is just a drop in the bucket.

The other bad news is that after a long period of archery archery, the archer troops have basically exhausted their physical strength and can no longer provide effective long-range strikes in a short period of time.

At this time, Willier, who had been quietly watching the battlefield, suddenly stepped forward and said to Hollum.

"Your Excellency, you see, a new barbarian has joined the battlefield."

Hollum heard the reputation, and sure enough, a group of barbarians in animal skins were advancing here.