Imperial Crown

Thank you very much to Qidian’s dad [Sun Liansheng] for the 2000 reward!

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Seeing Raven's spellcasting failure, Du Duo laughed loudly on his horse:

"Surrender, Raven."

"Your air force is restrained by me and cannot break through my defense line in frontal combat!"

"And now, you, the only one who has the potential to change the situation of the battle, can no longer cast spells!"

"You can't win this war!"

At this time, Lei Wen and Du Duo were only a hundred meters apart. Although there were troops separated by them, the sound still reached Lei Wen's ears.

Lei Wen snorted coldly when he heard this.

Although he didn't know why he was suddenly unable to mobilize his magic power, he did not panic and quickly began to think about the next countermeasures.

At this time, there is no point in arguing with Tu Duo.

His Eagle Army will not waver in morale just because of these two sentences.

Retracting the staff, Raven took out the stabbing sword from his waist, raised it high, and then slowly lowered it, aiming at Du Duo's handsome flag.

The horn sounded loudly.

Du Duo's eyes twitched:

"madman!"

In wars, especially large-scale wars, unless there is a sudden encounter, the winner is rarely determined by a single battle.

The two sides often fight for several days, more than ten days or even several months.

And Raven's move clearly meant that he would never take a step back.

Raven wants to decide the outcome of this war today!

Was Raven aware of the cabinet's arrangement?

Or is he just that crazy?

Du Duo was more willing to believe it was the latter, because if Raven was not a madman, he would never have had the idea of ​​sighing at the high wall from the beginning!

"Raven, after all, you are still a little short of the mark."

Du Duo's fingers danced nimbly, letting the dice shuttle between his fingers.

He likes gambling and calls himself a gambler, and he keenly smells the same kind of thing in the young man Raven.

Du Duo felt that he could figure out Raven's thinking.

Within the Principality of Eivor, there are enemies everywhere, and Raven himself is only a baron.

In order to ensure that the fruits of his victory would not be snatched away by others, Raven was so eager to seek a decisive battle.

Consolidate the results of the battle and gain more benefits.

But there is one thing that Tudor thinks Raven has not done enough.

A qualified gambler must be fully prepared for every gamble.

Thinking of this, Du Duo's eyes fell on a huge carriage behind him.

This carriage requires four horses to pull it, and the shafts are engraved with complex and dense magic runes.

It carries a huge object that looks like a sarcophagus, covered in silver gray, with nearly 20 level 2 magic crystals inlaid on both sides.

Magic power flows from the magic crystal, forming a quietly flowing magic grid on the surface of the sarcophagus.

Under the grid, traces of blood were constantly flowing.

Silent sarcophagus.

This is Kuili's creation, and it is also the trump card that Du Duo has been waiting for half a month.

As long as it is still operating, all magic operations within 2 kilometers will be suppressed, stagnated, and interrupted.

It was it that made Raven's magic lose its effectiveness.

If this war is a gamble, then Raven's actions can be said to be all chips on the line.

But Duduo still had a choice.

If we go back now, even though we will be chased by Raven and leave thousands of corpses behind, we can guarantee that we will not lose all our capital.

The price is that the possibility of destroying Raven's army is basically lost, and the greatest credit is given to others.

Whoosh

Du Duo threw the dice high in his hand and caught it again. When he saw the 6 black dots on it, he smiled:

"It's worth a gamble!"

"Pass my order to have the remaining 3,000 reserves go up and block the left wing of the Eagle Army!"

After the order was issued, Du Duo could only integrate the intelligence on the battlefield through reports from his subordinates.

But there are people who have a clear understanding of the whole situation.

That is Raven's Wind King troops, and their leader Hoyaz at the moment.

From high in the sky, he could take in the entire battlefield situation.

In the center, the heavily armored elites of the Eagle Army and Du Duo Army were crowded together.

Although Kuili's thunder curtain just caused a lot of casualties, the Eagle Army still stabilized the front, and even made a small advance while the opponent was accidentally injured.

On the west side of the battlefield, there was originally the left wing of the Eagle Army and the right wing of the Tudor Army.

Now that the right wing of Tu Duo's army was defeated, it was withdrawn to the rear for preparation. 3,000 reserves were already on top. Facing the left wing of the Eagle Army, which had already gained momentum, although it was not an opponent, it also successfully played a delaying role.

The east side of the battlefield.

The right wing of the Eagle Army is in a stalemate with the left wing of the Tu Duo Army. Unless an outside force intervenes, even if the fight lasts for a day, there may be no winner.

Of course, there are also Hoyaz themselves in the sky, who are tightly tied to the 6,000 long-range troops of the Tuduo Army, constraining each other and having no effect at all.

"Damn it!"

Hoyaz clenched his fists.

Now all the Eagle Soldiers are fighting bravely to kill the enemy, and even my father is taking the lead, showing his determination never to retreat.

But he, as a transcendent, as the leader of the Wind King's troops, has to watch here.

It's as if this battle has nothing to do with him!

"If it were my father, what would he do..."

Hoyaz asked himself in a low voice, while his eyes kept wandering around the battlefield, trying to find a way to break through this stalemate.

Suddenly, his eyes fell on the east side of the battlefield, where 500 heavy cavalry led by Hyena were being held back by 2,000 light infantry of the Duduo Army.

If they could be freed...

Hoyaz felt that he had found the real direction. His mind was working rapidly, and gradually a bold strategy was formed.

After making a few gestures, Hoyaz controlled his Wind King and called Banks and Lennon. The three of them left the team and landed in an open space at the back.

"Brothers, I have an idea."

Hoyaz waved to the two and told them his plan.

His plan was not complicated, but Banks and Lennon were stunned.

Banks took off his gold-rimmed glasses and shook his head:

"If I'm not dreaming now, you mean to say that we, the 107 members of the Wind King's Army, all fight on the ground and catch the Duduo Army off guard?"

Hoyaz nodded vigorously: "Yes, I know this method sounds a bit outrageous, but..."

"More than outrageous, it's simply outrageous!" Lennon said loudly: "And I have to remind you that this is not in line with the orders of my father!"

"But I have to say, this is a really good idea. I'm going to blow my nose if I keep flying in the sky!"

After getting Lennon's approval, Hoyaz looked at Banks: "What do you mean?"

Banks rubbed his neck: "From the perspective of a former noble, I should pretend that I didn't hear anything at this time, and then let you knock me out."

While speaking, he put his gold-rimmed glasses back on his face:

"But as a member of the Eagle Army, I think it's worth a try!"

For a period of time afterwards, the Wind King's Army always rose and fell, and each time there were not many, leaving 3 or 5, and coming back 3 or 5.

Facing this change, the Duduo army also noticed it, but there was no special reaction.

As long as the main force of the Wind King is here, missing 3 or 5 of them will not cause any waves.

However, they can't see that the Wind Kings who returned to the team have nothing on their backs.

On the east side of the battlefield, Ho Yaz led the orphans to quietly gather in a forest.

400 meters away, there were 2,000 Duduo soldiers who were holding back 500 heavy cavalry.

Looking at the 106 orphans who came with him, Ho Yaz swallowed his saliva.

Although he had made up his mind, he was still a little nervous about the upcoming attack.

He wanted to say something to boost morale, but he was tongue-tied.

Finally, he drew out the long sword at his waist and swallowed his saliva:

"Follow me!"

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"Huh? 100 people?"

In the Duduo reserve, the leader of the 2,000 people, Viscount Sean, frowned in surprise.

In fact, he could see it without the scout's report.

Just in the southeast, about 100 people were rushing towards his troops.

This should be Raven's troops, but it looked strange.

Because their formation was too scattered, without any rhythm or rules.

Not to mention attacking an army of 2,000 people, even if they attacked an army of the same size, they would be beaten to a pulp.

And Sean could clearly see that these people were only wearing leather armor and had long swords on their waists. Apart from that, they had no other weapons that could play a big role on the battlefield - spears, shields, or even crossbows.

Raven was going to use these 100 people to liberate the heavy cavalry?

It would be better to send 100 women over, maybe it could distract Sean's soldiers.

Amused by his own idea, Viscount Sean smiled and waved his hand:

"Tell the 3rd Battalion to send two teams to drive these people away, and the others will continue to execute the previous orders."

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"Keep an eye on those heavy cavalry!"

At the same time, Hojaz was also on the way to charge.

His heartbeat was getting faster and faster.

All kinds of thoughts came to his mind.

Why didn't the other side react? Could it be that they haven't been discovered yet?

What should we do if we encounter a long-range army? We don't have shields, and we will definitely be damaged by crossbows!

If this fails, it will be my great sin, if...

Hojaz's mind was extremely confused, and he didn't know what he was thinking, but his movements were still very firm, running in the front.

About 200 meters away, the enemy's army formation finally changed, and two hundred-man teams broke away from it and greeted Hojaz and others.

Hojaz licked his lips.

Two standard-sized teams, with sword and shield soldiers in front and spearmen in the back, lined up in three rows, without long-range firepower.

Standard infantry battle formation.

These two teams did not intend to take the initiative to attack. Obviously, the order they received was to stop Hojaz and others.

The two sides were getting closer and closer.

At 100 meters, the two teams raised their shields and guns to prepare for the battle.

At 50 meters, seeing that a collision was inevitable, the two teams of 100 people took the initiative to push forward.

But at this time, Hoyaz and other orphans stopped almost at the same time.

Years of training have made them instinctive in grasping the attack distance.

"Ready--" Hoyaz shouted loudly.

His right hand passed from his waist, and he took off the short spear with great skill and held it in his hand.

Left leg in front, right leg behind, body tilted to the right and back, waist tightened, left hand straight, all strength, all pressed on the right hand.

Just when the strength accumulated to the peak.

A word burst out from Hoyaz's throat:

"Throw!!!"

Hu, hu, hu——

When 107 short spears soared into the air, the heavy and neat sound of breaking through the air was as deafening as a waterfall falling from a hundred-meter-high cliff!

They cast a shadow over the heads of the two hundred-man teams, and then smashed down!

The waterfall washed over the reefs, which would only shatter oneself; but under this waterfall constructed by throwing spears, it was the flesh and blood reefs that were shattered!

The shield was easily smashed, and the leather armor was torn like a rag.

In the muffled sound of sharp weapons entering the flesh, one figure after another fell!

The blood splattered into mist and also flowed into gullies on the ground.

Flesh and broken limbs covered the ground, even the living were splattered with blood.

Some people did not die immediately.

Some of them were nailed to the ground by short spears, unable to survive, but they could not die for a while.

Some lost their limbs and uttered meaningless groans.

Those who were still alive gradually realized what had happened.

"Ah!!!"

"No!!!!"

"Mom——"

The screams of panic came one after another!

This was the first time that Ho Yaz had such close contact with the battlefield. The feeling was completely different from when he was on the back of the Wind King, and it was completely incomparable to the training ground.

The targets in the training ground would not bleed or be covered with feces and urine.

They would not be afraid of the power of the spear.

They would not bring a sense of accomplishment!

The smell of blood did not make Ho Yaz sick and afraid, but made him more excited than ever before.

The excellence of the flying squadron has never been only in the Wind King himself!

Then just as he was about to throw another round of spears, the two teams of the other side suddenly scattered!

Yes, Hoyaz remembered what Simon said, that an army that can withstand 20% of the losses without collapsing can be called elite.

And the two hundred people on the other side lost more than 1/3 of their manpower at one time!

Hoyaz waved his arm and said, "Follow me, continue to attack!!"

Viscount Sean saw all this.

He just felt his face burning.

Sean admitted that the effect of this spear throwing tactic was indeed amazing, and the casualties caused also surprised him.

But the other side only had about 100 people after all!

And Sean also saw that the 100 people on the other side stopped for a while when they rushed to the position where the two hundred-man teams had stopped before, and picked up the shields and spears left by the previous fleeing soldiers.

They looked like they had never seen the world!

Do you think I am your logistics force?

Sean was so angry that he laughed and began to think about countermeasures.

Send more people to intercept them?

"No..." Sean shook his head and rejected this idea.

Judging from the combat effectiveness of the 100 men at present, if you want to defeat them steadily, at least 500 men must be transferred over.

But in this way, it will be difficult for the remaining troops in his hands to contain the heavy cavalry.

"Pass the order down, switch to a loose formation, but without my order, no unauthorized attack is allowed!"

In Sean's view, although the 100 people's javelin throwing power is huge, it is only limited to this.

Although javelin throwing is good, it weighs 7-9 pounds at any time. How many can they carry by themselves?

In order to ensure physical strength, 3 or 4 should be the limit!

Once the javelin throwing is used up, these 100 people will not be of any use.

The development of the next thing did not exceed Sean's expectations.

The 100 people approached the army formation and used 3 waves of javelin throwing in succession.

Seeing his soldiers buried under the short spears, Sean's mouth twitched with pain.

In total, there were nearly 300 people!

Moreover, these people were not serf soldiers, but full-time soldiers.

There was also a sense of frustration that they could only be beaten and could not fight back.

But the good news was that the tactical goal was still being carried out in an orderly manner.

"Damn it, wait until the central battlefield decides the winner..." Sean looked at the corpses that were constantly being cleared out of the army, and gritted his teeth and stared at Hoyaz and others:

"I will catch all of you and hang you one by one!"

In his hateful eyes, Hoyaz led a group of orphans and took off the last short spear on their backs.

Sean was calm.

Shoot, shoot!

This is the fifth round, it should be the last time.

The sooner it ends, the better.

The spears cut through the sky and smashed into Sean's army.

This time, the sound of the spears was a bit strange, with a sharp whistle, hundreds of them sounded together, piercing people's ears.

With the previous lessons, Sean's army was very sparse this time, and less than 30 people died.

It even made Sean feel strangely like "not bad, not many people died."

However, just when Sean thought he could take a breath.

From the tips of those spears, thick green mist exploded!!!

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