Chapter 268

The tangaryan army gathered outside the barracks. The flags of three fire dragons fluttered in the wind. The soldiers lined up neatly with bright helmets and shouted loud slogans.

"Drink!"

"Drink!"

And the doslak people in the distance gradually came out of the humble camp.

The doslak people's camp is very simple, even without wooden walls. It's just some animal skin tents. Some pits are dug on the ground to make a fire. Many doslaks can't even get a tent, but just build a straw mat and sleep on the ground.

But it's OK to sleep like this in the long summer, and now the winter has come. Although it's not so cold here, the temperature still drops very much.

It has a higher latitude than the warm doslak sea.

Therefore, ordinary doslak people are not so comfortable. Although they will not be frozen to death, many people are sick with cold. They can only exercise more every day and put more clothes on their bodies, hoping to be warm.

However, I didn't expect that the tangaryan army, who had been hiding in the castle today, suddenly took the initiative to fight and lined up outside the city.

Many doslaks who had received Cao's orders and were gathering were confused.

"The brains of these lambs are broken?"

They can only understand this.

Then the doslak army gathered. For this savage race, their tactic was burning, killing and looting. After all, few troops can withstand the attack of the doslak in the field.

Often just a round of charge, the enemy's morale collapsed, the soldiers fled in chaos, and then the doslaks reaped their lives like leeks.

"Hum."

"These brave lambs."

The tall dzekokao rode a tall horse and stood at the front.

He looked unafraid of the cold, naked, covered with dark tattoos, and his deep eyes looked at the tangaryan army arrayed outside the city in the distance.

Zhekokao can become a leader. Naturally, he is not a fool. He knows that the other party is luring him to attack. He may have some idea. However, zhekokao has sufficient confidence in his own people.

He would go to kohol every four or five years to sweep around. Although kohol had a successful case against the doslaks, it was more than 400 years ago. Now, as soon as the army of zhekokao arrived, kohol would obediently offer gold.

He knew that the other party was making some kind of idea, but zikokao didn't care. He believed that his kalasa would be able to defeat them directly!

Then dzekokao sat on the horse, pulled out the gilded machete at his waist and gave the order to charge.

“Ohharat！”

Next second.

The endless doslaks howled and rushed towards the tangaryan army in the distance.

“ohhh！”

Surrounded by the army in the distance, the Legion leader in bright silver armor holds the reins in one hand, and his posture on the horse's back is also a little strange.

He wore a metal mask on his face, and his whole body was covered with steel. Only the tiny gap between the mask and his neck could see his skin.

It was a shocking sight. His skin was full of scorched black and even erosion, just like a fierce ghost coming out of the sea of fire, but his eyes were still bright.

Bessie Joyce looked at the fierce doslacks in the distance, then raised his hand. It sounded weak, but his words were full of perseverance.

"Raise your shield and prepare for engagement."

His Herald looked cold and hurried down to convey the order.

"Raise your shield!"

"Raise your shield!"

A grass-roots commander of the regiment, wearing bright armor, rode on his horse and shouted loudly.

"Raise your shields, boys!"

"Drink!"

"Drink!"

WOW——

In an instant, countless shields with three fire dragon badges were raised, and a long gun was put in the gap of the shield.

The soldiers held the gun in their hands tightly, their throats rolled slightly, and their palms were full of sweat.

This array of spears and shields is the most basic array in tangaryan army, mainly to resist the charge of cavalry forces.

Bessie led the first regiment to be stationed here for more than a year. In addition to seizing the time to build the castle, he also practiced the army formation.

Moreover, many of the more than 10000 soldiers he led are andar soldiers who participated in the war of Ge DoHo on this land.

A long array of contradictions did not take long to assemble, and the dark doslaks in the distance were pouring in like a tide.

Ten thousand horses galloped on the earth, and the land under the feet of tangaryan soldiers was trembling gently.

The invincible momentum overwhelmed him.

"Is this the doslak?"

Many of the tangaryan soldiers have never seen such a scene, and their psychology has begun to retreat.

This is the enemy breaking skill that the doslak people rely on for survival. They are scared to death before fighting, and their morale becomes extremely low. After a slight impact, they will be unable to withstand the pressure and flee everywhere.

That's why Jon Clinton tried desperately to stop wesselis from going out of town to fight the dothraks.

If wesselis leads an elite army, it's OK, and the smelly fish and rotten shrimp like the pantos garrison can't resist such an array at all.

I'm afraid there are deserters before fighting, and the collapse of the front is often an avalanche disaster, which is likely to affect everyone and eventually become a rout.

"Archer, steady!"

"Gather the team!"

Orders came from Bessie's mouth. The grass-roots commanders ran behind on war horses and shouted loudly at the same time.

"These damn bastards have nothing to fear."

In a long array of contradictions.

A tangaryan veteran who had followed wesselis said proudly to the recruits who had never seen such a battle.

"I once killed three doslaks myself."

"Really?"

The recruit, who listened to the sound of horses' hoofs approaching from far to near, looked a little pale. When he heard the words of the veteran, his face became a little better.

Then they heard the voice of their general.

"Archer!"

"Hurry up!"

Mill sat on the war horse, his hand tightly holding the reins, looking at the vast doslak people in the distance, he also felt some scalp numbness.

But he didn't show his fear on his face, because too many people were looking at his expression.

Then mill turned his head and looked at his good friend.

Going out of town to fight was a very risky move, and mill had privately advised Bessie to change his mind.

The two boys came from the same andar village and were the first to join andalos.

However, the different fate is that Bessie, who has been calm and brave since childhood, was even selected as the son of soldiers by the village. After coming to andalos, Bessie was selected to become the Imperial Guard of wesselis.

Later, he was appointed to lead the troops, and finally became one of the most powerful people in the kingdom.

And mill has been fighting in the army.

But fortunately, both boys have a good fate. They have lived through ups and downs, and have made achievements.

Now... Success or failure depends on it.