Chapter 64

Pullman rode behind the dense army formation, holding a long telescope in his hand to observe the opposite situation. He was wearing black armor, and behind him was a Tibetan cloak. His strong body showed strong muscles.

"Do you have to fight here? Pullman. " A handsome man asked, he was riding a white horse.

"Of course." Pullman put down his telescope, called the messenger around him, and began to give orders.

"Why don't you worry about my decision?" Pullman asked back when he had finished.

"Some of them, according to the current situation, hide in the mountains, consume the logistics that harass them, and then ambush, the casualties will be much smaller." The companion made a calm analysis.

"I know what you mean. I guess you are scolding me in your heart. For what fame and glory, you are ignoring everyone's lives."

Pullman looked at his friend and laughed.

"But war is not just war, it is more an extension of will."

"We have mobilized many people to go to various counties and provinces to declare, to tell people who live in misery and oppression, to tell them this ideal, to stand up and fight, and to jointly create an equal and happy country."

"But in the end, you know, it didn't work well."

"TORAN, you should have seen those scenes, some people get up early and work hard day and night, and finally die in the stinky ditch, obviously to this point, but they are still numb and never resist."

"Yes."

"In fact, those people, not stupid, but too desperate, but let them see a little hope is not so."

"However, the aristocrats have extraordinary training ways in their hands, and they also have a lot of resources. A sequence 1 can fight more than a dozen ordinary people, and they may die faster if they resist. The repeated experience over the years has locked their hearts like a magic spell, and become extremely docile."

"What if we beat these nobles in the mountains? That would only send a signal that we couldn't beat these nobles. We just relied on the geographical advantage to sneak attack and won by luck. It is estimated that we will still lose in the future. "

"Maybe you and I know that's not the case, but in other people's eyes that's the case."

"Only in the enemy's favorable battlefield, and make the other side fully prepared, can we defeat the westerly nobles in a dignified manner, so as to eliminate all doubts."

"And such a victory will turn into a loud thunder and ignite the flame that has been silent for a long time in people's hearts."

"So no matter how much sacrifice we have, we can't step back."

"To move forward, to move forward, to move forward until death, that's our belief, our choice, our destiny."

"Well, let's go." Pullman waved and the old bleak horn began to ring.

The bugle was made of ancient animal bones. I don't know how many years it has been passed on. With the bugle sound in the center of the military array, the two wings of the rebel army also heard the bugle sound of announcing the attack one after another.

The soldiers under the blue flag are armed with long guns and round shields. The body of the guns is about three meters long. The dense gun tips point to the sky, such as thick woods. The soldiers standing in the formation can't even see the sky, because in front of his field of vision are groups of closely arranged gun poles. These soldiers stretched for nearly 5 kilometers and formed a formation of nearly 100 meters thick.

There are about 120000 formal troops on the west wind side, and about 10000 temporary peasants, who are responsible for logistics and sundries. On the other hand, there are more than 70000 troops on the rebel side, and about 20000 auxiliary personnel.

After the military order was passed on, a middle-level officer began to make the final mobilization. In fact, they were not sure. All the people present experienced such a grand battlefield for the first time in their lives. But no matter how nervous they are, they can't express this emotion. They are the backbone of the army and the courage of these soldiers.

"Everyone!" A roaring voice came out of the officer's mouth.

"Keep your chest straight and look ahead."

"Hold on to your shield and hold your spear straight."

"Work together, move forward!"

These officers would not tell the soldiers that they would survive any victory. This will only make the soldiers hesitant and waver.

War is a matter of countless deaths. Any naive fantasy will be shattered by the bloody reality. It's better to let the soldiers accept the cruel reality at the beginning than to let them take chances.

But even so, they had a reason to move forward. Unlike those noble private soldiers who took money to do business, these poorly dressed soldiers had a sense of death from the very beginning.

The silent formation began to move. They chanted slogans and marched forward in accordance with the rhythm of slogans. The sharp spear began to move forward like a city wall. The crude steel armor and spear kept shaking in the process of moving forward, like a sparkling ocean.

The west wind allied forces on the opposite side were shocked by the shaking of the earth when they saw the terrible scene.

"Hey, hey, come on, aren't they the country bumpkins in the mountains?"

Youzi, a veteran in steel armour, looks at the procession in front of him. He is in a bit of panic. Isn't it the common peasant discontent uprising? Those guys make a scene every few years. It's good to have a fight. How can they become so fierce this year. And other small families around even some swing, the formation began to shake.

"Bow and arrow, let go!"

At the command of the longbow camp on the side of the west wind, the arched arrows flew high, crossed huge arcs, and then poured down like heavy rain.

"Shield up!"

The officers of the army ordered loudly. The black round cast iron shield was raised to the top of the head, like scales of a fish. The arrows fell on the shield, and there was a thumping sound. Most of the bows and arrows are blocked by the shield, and a small amount of them are shot through the gap of the shield, and inserted in the arms and shoulders. But even so, the soldier who was shot gritted his teeth and didn't put down his shield.

After the arrow rain, some soldiers fell down, and the vacant position was immediately filled by the people behind them, and they continued to move forward.

With neat to terrible steps, these soldiers march forward in the rain of arrows.

"Folly." The old lord broke a sentence, and then let his cavalry begin to prepare.

In the middle of the west wind's army, there was a separate Road, from which cavalry in Mountain Copper armor came out. The exquisite copper lines reflected bursts of golden light in the sun, and the horses in the crotch hissed.

The triangular flag is hung on the long bronze lance, and the Golden Goat's head is on the red flag. The totem of cliff goat is the family emblem of the Duke of cliff. It is as aggressive as a goat, with strong horns on its head. It breaks the rock and never looks back.

These Armored Cavalry were wearing tight Mountain Copper armor, and their horses were also wearing tough armor pieces. When they walked, the armor pieces collided with each other, making a clear sound, like a wind chime announcing death.

The leader of the Legion raised the golden broadsword, pointed to the sky, and then waved it heavily.

"Mountain Copper sheep, charge!" The wind chime rings and the hoof sounds like thunder.