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The Xinmin Legion's internal chaotic operation only took one day. This special army in the northern region had no time to feel sad for its own, nor did it have time to lick its internal wounds. A war was followed by a long horn sound. , it has suddenly opened.

"The Essos camp began to assemble, and their vanguard advanced to the pontoon on the Broken Branch River."

William urgently gathered all his generals in the main camp of the Central Army. The army generals above the deputy battalion officer were replaced yesterday, and the original old faces were replaced by a third of the new faces. Among them, the performance in the previous battlefield There are many outstanding Northland Aboriginal soldiers.

Wangwang is sitting in the center of the tent, he can only stand, otherwise it is very easy to be knocked on the head by the wooden frame at the top of the tent, or simply put the canvas tent on top, and look at the huge sword hanging on his waist and the heavy **** on his body. , The four soldiers couldn't move the super heavy armor made of steel. The giant captain exhaled a turbid breath and said, "My team can take control of the pontoon."

Canter, who joined the army, said: "Although the pontoon bridge is strong enough for five horses to pass in parallel, it cannot withstand the destruction of your giants. Without the bridge, we and the Essos will face the river."

"How long is the bridge?"

"About three hundred meters."

"Then the whole bridge is covered with infantry, and there are no more than 500 people." Wangwang said lightly, "If the cavalry is defending, it will be less than 200 people." He raised his head, "Commander-in-chief William, let my team defeat the enemy's vanguard first. Army, you just need to watch from behind, once the bridge is under control, we will take the initiative to cross the river, they plan to attack, we will use the attack to smash their attack."

There was a second horn sound outside, which meant that the enemy, in addition to the vanguard, had also begun to prepare to cross the river.

William stood up and looked around the generals in the camp.

"I will approve the giant team to capture the pontoon, but before that, let's let the rash people of Essos taste the power of crossbows. Captain Wangwang, take your team to the cooking camp to get calorie-filled food, and compete for The battle of the pontoon bridge may continue very close, and then go to attack the pontoon bridge when you are full, saving the strength to kill when you have no time to kill.

Wang Wang heard the words, sat and patted the giant sword on his body, "Unless you die in battle, the giant will not lose the strength to swing the sword. Please rest assured. Please notify my team as soon as possible when counterattacking."

The pontoon bridge is not the only way to come from the other side of the river, but it is the most critical passage.

There is also a shoal one mile south of the Broken Branch River, where the waterway is cut off by huge river rocks, making the 100-meter-long river channel a natural ferry, but there are heavy troops on both sides, because even a perfect When the soldiers walked on the river, the river would still submerge the knees of the soldiers, so when there were one or two defense teams on the other side, the natural ferry lost its strategic role.

In the early morning, the white fog by the Broken Branch River gradually thinned under the sun.

At the head of the pontoon bridge, the three hundred Essos generals are like a rainbow, with murderous and cold air flowing like a substance.

The Essos' strongest Scimitar Broad Shield troops assembled and lined up on the bridge. While knocking on the broad shield, they approached from north to south from the floating bridge.

"Back off, or die."

When the team's recommendation was more than halfway through and they entered the firing range of the pontoon garrison of the Xinmin Legion, the centurions of the sword and shield soldiers of Essos shouted loudly in Essos.

"Prepare the archers!" Although the Xinmin Legion could not understand what the Essos were shouting, but judging from the fact that the other party suddenly started to speed up the pace, it could be guessed that the Xinmin Legion garrison's flags were fluttering at the bridgehead, and the north The wind blew brightly colored flags, and their crossbow arrows flickered coldly.

When the archers began to draw their bows and ready to shoot, the infantry brigade of the first combat battalion of the Xinmin Army in Senluo also heard the shouts of the messengers.

"A small team of sword and shield soldiers, and a small team of spearmen are out."

"Knife and axemen, the Mace team follow."

The queue began to move forward, and the former commander of the garrison roared loudly in his ears, and he shouted like thunder: "You bastards, don't forget to put up your ears when the war starts, listen to the order, don't forget Pull down your hood, raise your shield, and though the time has come for the achievement you so desperately want, don't forget, the credit is in the weapons you raise.

You are the first and luckiest soldiers in the Legion. Since the enemy can't wait for the cannon in the crotch of our New People's Legion, then let you represent the Legion to see the guys in your hands. When they die, we will approach their bodies and ensure that those sissies die. "

Two hundred spearmen, two hundred sword and shield players, then knife and axemen, mace soldiers and finally a row of archers with unknown numbers.

On the left and right sides of the bridge there were nearly seven or eight thousand regiments.

Under the two short trumpet sounds, like colliding trains, the upstream tributaries of the Broken Branch River collided violently.噺⒏⑴The fastest full text of 祌文んττρs:/м.χ8㈠zщ.còм/

The dense rain of arrows hit the shields of the Essos sword and shield soldiers' palms, and the puff puff of the rain hitting Basho became the accompaniment of the war.

When the savage recruits of the Xinmin Legion held up their shields and shouted to charge, when the shields of the two sides collided on the deck of the pontoon, all kinds of screams, roars, sharp roars of swordsmen, and the trembling sound of the waves and the water, were heard. Collected into a poignant symphony.

Crack!

With a light sound, the spearmen picked a gap behind the sword and shield soldiers, and pierced the spears from the waist or neck of their partner in front. Half a meter, in the spare time of holding up the shield, he lowered his head and cut the enemy who was not completely dead under his feet with his sword.

The one-handed sword of the Xinmin Legion quickly swept across the belly of the enemy under his feet. The incision was smooth and neat. The blade of the sword was as bright as autumn water. A drop of blood slipped from the tip of the sword. .

However, the enemy who was good at fighting seized the opportunity and took advantage of the counter-propulsion of the Xinmin Legion's sword and shield soldiers to gain a firm footing, holding the crescent crescent sword with all their strength to attack the sword and shield soldiers. In this case, the Xinmin Legion's first Queues are also not immune to casualties.

Strangulation is always cruel.

In exchange for casualties, the spearmen in the second row shot out like a dragon again, and did not have time to make a defensive posture. The spears stabbed the Essos who showed flaws together. With the cooperation of the skilled battle formation , these warriors of Essos have suffered.

Originally wanting to rush to kill, it has completely turned into a war of attrition.

However, no matter which side of the soldiers they are, there is a deep-rooted concept in their heads: it is better to die than retreat.

They may be very frightened, very frightened, but they cannot retreat. It's not just about glory, it's also about life and death. Those who retreat never end well. This is a fateful battle. Moreover, even if they want to retreat, it's impossible. Behind them are soldiers who are lined up in layers, unless they jump into the river.ァ新ヤ~⑧~1~中文网ωωω.χ~⒏~1zщ.còм

When the gushing blood splattered the soldiers in the third or even the fourth row on standby behind them.

It means that a new round of strangulation of the soldiers on both sides is about to start. The armor and leather on the front of the partners are shattered like parchment under the edge of their stalemate opponent's weapons. Body, weak as cheese.

The extremely **** and cruel strangulation at the bridge head reached the tenth row of their respective queues, and the Essos people in the rear even lost their patience, and like a torrential rain, the short spears began to fall frantically towards the strangulation queue that was stalemate and returned to the center of the bridge.

Some of the sharp short spears passed over their comrades, and some roared down directly above their teammates' heads, clung to the armor of all the soldiers on the front of the bridge deck.

William sat under the commander's flag and looked at everything on the bridge from a distance. There was neither joy nor sadness on his face. He was not angry because of the enemy's brutal and shameless fighting behavior, nor because his soldiers suffered a sudden disaster. and regret.

As Commander William, he has always remained calm. Calmness on the battlefield means cold-blooded, and the more maddened the enemy is, the more painful the enemy is.

The strength of the Xinmin Legion far exceeded the expectations of the Essos army across the river, so they used such a fearful behavior to declare their tyranny.

"We won this battle," said Kante, who was standing beside William. Witnessing all this, he couldn't help but turn pale, but because of his inner shock, he arbitrarily judged the situation on the battlefield.

"This is an obvious fact, let the giant squad go out, put on special armor, and bring a door-wide shield. When the enemy's most ferocious weapons, those deadly short spears can't pose any threat to the giants, the enemy will completely Die fighting heart."

William clenched his fists, and a pair of stars under his thick eyebrows gleamed with victory.

When the five were about ten to twelve feet tall (between 3.05 and 3.66 meters), holding up almost four-meter gate-like shields with great strength, they advanced on the pontoon, their hair long and fully armed. Covered in steel, they have big flat faces, square teeth, and small eyes are also covered by grid cotton. The mobile city wall formed by the new people's legion infantry teams who are charging on the pontoon when they step on the bridge. .

When the countless short spears and javelins of the Essos were unable to pierce the huge door panel shield that could not be broken, and the powerful armor without flaws.

The commander of the Essos army finally felt the fear. His face hidden behind the bronze grille visor could even feel the incomparably strong sarcasm in the eyes of the giant humanoid beast.

The formation of the Xinmin Legion was so solid that they approached step by step, but no one could do anything about their counterattack from the pontoon.

Fear was rampant in the Essos army.

Since there is no way to deal with the enemy, the loss of such a rash battle is too great. When another group of Xinmin Legion boarded the pontoon from the far bridge and rushed over, the commander of the Essos Northern Expedition Legion did not fight, and roared. He turned around to take his own bodyguards and left first.

William sneered: "You want to leave after killing so many of my brothers?"

The golden gong was sounded in the Xinmin Army Corps, along with the sound of the whole army's counterattack.

Hearing the number of students, the soldiers of the Xinmin Army lined up on the river bank quickly split open, revealing the terrifying large killers behind them in front of the enemy on the opposite bank. Without waiting too much, the terrifying sound of the cross ballista was suppressed. The hustle and bustle of the battlefield. The thick siege crossbow flew out like a locust, and plunged into the enemy army sequence on the other side, ready to lead the army to turn back and leave. All the Essos who blocked the flight path of the crossbow arrow were all torn to pieces.

The Essos army commander Moore's footsteps were bumpy and flickering among the Essos soldiers. He was always able to avoid the locust-like crossbow gun just right, and he was able to attack quickly and retreat calmly.

Seeing the commander flag of the Essos and the figure of Commander Moore rapidly moving away, the soldiers of the New People's Army sounded the horn again, and they have arrived at the second battle battalion across the river, which is fighting with the Essos rear army. , quickly led his subordinates out of contact, frantically biting in the direction of the enemy's command flag.

The Dorn Berserker Squad, staring at the enemy's handsome flag while sprinting, pulled out the hatchet that they were best at, and abandoned the standard longsword they were not used to, but kissed the axe like a knight, howling. He shouted and plunged into the back of the dense crowd.

At the same time, the completely cleaned pontoon bridge began to be trampled by horseshoes. The cavalry of the Xinmin Legion urged the blindfolded horses to start rushing along the pontoon to the opposite bank.

The poor Essos' rear troop, with only 500 people, can't afford to delay for long~www.wuxiaspot.com~ They were first shaken by the giant squad, the queue was mixed into a mess, and finally they were charged on horseback. The cavalrymen of the Xinmin Legion who came here stabbed one by one with their armor-piercing awls.

When the general officer of the rear troop had his throat cut by a sharp sword and his head drooping weakly fell to the ground, in a trance, he seemed to see the pursuers of the Xinmin Legion, biting into the main line of retreating companions like a mad wolf.

In this engraved image with his pupils dilated and his eyes fixed, this General Essos is the Dorne Berserker Squad, who circled the hatchet above his head for a round, and threw the impact force of running wildly with full strength. The scene of the Moore flag.

A thunderclap sounded.

The flag beside the commander-in-chief of the Essos Northern Alliance, Moore, was neatly broken into two pieces, and a sharp hatchet cut a gust of wind from his ear, rubbing his cheeks and flying past, he didn't have time to rejoice.

Then he felt the warhorse under his crotch whine, four hooves snapped, and fell to the ground. Moore's face turned black, and he spewed a mouthful of blood from the sky. He pressed his hand on the back of the warhorse, his body flew backwards, and took two steps to stand firm.

When the Xinmin Legion joined the army, Kanter began to bring the reserve baggage team to help clear the battlefield. He found that next to the commander's flag at the end of the enemy, a burly general had his legs sunk into the ground to a depth of half a foot, and there were blood beads in the corners of his eyes. The blood came out, and the tiger's mouth was stained with blood. He stood there in a daze. A crossbow arrow was nailed to his back. He maintained a roaring mouth shape and stretched out his arms to catch what was in front of him, but he couldn't grasp anything. live.

On the top of his slanted head, there were bloodstains all around the **** deep gaps that were struck out by iron hammers.