Douluo: The Adventures of King Skin

"Quick, get a bottle of wine. When the aroma of the wine soaks into your scalp, maybe I can come up with a brilliant idea."

—— Aristophanes

Philip calmed down and began to think about how to fight this battle.

He had a little more people than Pyrrhus on either coast.

On the north bank, Pyrrhus seems to have left about 1000 infantry. I don’t know what their combat effectiveness is. They have few large shields and not many spears. They may be just miscellaneous soldiers. There are about [-] cavalry, and they look majestic with long flags fluttering. , but judging from the infantry, they should also be light cavalry.

He kept five thousand infantry, mostly useless light infantry and fleet infantry, who were mercenaries and pirates; and two thousand cavalry, all Thracian light cavalry.In short, they have little fighting power, and even if they lose, it doesn't matter.

The only uncertainty was that there might be an ambush inside the camp.

On the south bank, Pyrrhus had about five thousand infantry, arranged in five small square formations, with long spears and large shields, like some kind of mixed army; there were also three thousand cavalry, and the lances they held were very long and could not be Be careful of carelessness.

He has more than 7000 infantrymen, arranged in a tight line, of which 4000 Macedonian spearmen are on the right, 3000 Greek heavy infantry are on the left; and [-] elite cavalry are his decisive force.

Both sides made a tacit agreement to place the cavalry on the side far away from the river bank.

On both sides of the river, the military formations on both sides were gradually approaching.

Neither side on the south bank had any intention of sending light infantry to harass them, and it seemed that they all stayed on the north bank to make up for the loss.

Philip had already seen a knight wearing a golden helmet under the banner opposite, with red feathers fluttering on his head and a shining breastplate.

That should be Pyrrhus.

The troops on both sides stopped at a safe distance, and according to tradition, pre-battle prayers should begin at this time.

Just when Philip was hesitating whether to send an envoy to say some polite words in accordance with aristocratic etiquette, a new situation arose.

On the fence wall of the camp on the north bank, a man stood up at some point.

It’s really impossible not to pay attention to it.

The man seemed to be naked. He was holding a flaming spear in one hand and an unknown object with thick smoke on the other.

Then he started to dance a crazy dance, making various ghostly noises while dancing, and the high-pitched sounds echoed in the valley.

The officers and soldiers had already prepared to pray, but now they were all watching the man's performance in a daze.

An unknown anger suddenly arose in Philip's heart!

What is this? !

"**!"

is it necessary?

Is this really necessary?

To be honest, if he could choose, he would rather be defeated nine years ago.

At least Pyrrhus wouldn't come looking for revenge.

This is truly the most difficult opponent he has encountered in so many years of fighting.

When the troops are close, he can defeat many with fewer troops. When the gap between troops is large, he starts to use various extra moves.

Now a new trick is coming!

It seemed to be a sacrifice to the Olympian gods in a strange tone.Along with this crazy ghost cry, there was also a buzzing sound of prayer coming from the military formation on the opposite side.

The officers of the Macedonian army also urged the soldiers not to be disturbed and to start praying quickly.

**

There is no precedent for the Greeks to pretend to be gods in battle, and the most recent example is in the Tempe Valley.

During the Second Holy War, Philip II led the allied forces of Macedonia and Thessaly, wearing the glittering emblem of Apollo, and defeated the Phocians who had just looted the Temple of Delphi, and defeated them here. Rushed all the way to the sea, killing until the waves were stained with blood.

But Pyrrhus's intention was obviously not just that.

As Zenas performed hard, drizzle began to fall in the dark sky, and gradually mixed with scattered snowflakes.

Pyrrhus was so lucky that he shouted:

"Comrades, the gods have answered our prayers!"

Warm cheers broke out in the military formation!

"Warriors, look at Mount Olympus next to you!

"This mountain leads directly to the residence of the gods and to the stars in the sky. That will be our destination!

"The Cassander army on the opposite side may be much more elite than us. While we were busy planting and grazing, they had already committed massacres in countless places!

“But in the eyes of the gods, they are just slaves who work for money and tyranny, and only the dark Hades awaits them after death!

"Only us! We will seek justice for the innocent souls who died tragically! Fight bravely for the freedom of future generations!

"We will enjoy honor and peace during our lifetime, and after death we will be with the gods and turn into stars in the sky!"

The soldiers were in high spirits and shouted even more fervently!

The rain fell harder and harder, and the snowflakes condensed into rough ice crystals.The north wind began to rage in the narrow valley, bringing severe low temperatures in the roar!

The fluttering red flag was almost frozen, but the entire army regarded this bad celestial phenomenon as a blessing from the gods.

Fortunately, I was wearing underwear, otherwise the cold would shrink into my stomach?

It's just a pity that Zenas has to dance in this weather...

Pyrrhus complained while looking back, barely observing through the hazy vision.

It should be time, right?

If they don't come again, they will have to send troops to stop the Macedonians...

at last!

He saw the faint black smoke in the distance!

The time has come!

He made a prompt decision and shouted loudly in the wind and snow:

"Now obey my orders! Now obey my orders!

"Keep formation! All troops move to the right!

"The entire army maneuvers to the right!!!"

The low horn sounded, which was a signal that had been given to the entire army before.

The huge formation of thousands of people collectively turned right and began to move away from the river bank and towards a higher slope.

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The world was filled with arrows from the God of the North Wind, but this did not prevent us from seeing the movements of the Thessalians a few stads away.

Commanders in the array sent people to request instructions.

Philip was once again in a dilemma.

Taking the opportunity to launch an attack?Or also move the front line together?

This is already the exit of the valley, and the slopes on both sides are relatively gentle. Philip's side is steeper and higher. If he moves along, he will gain a condescending advantage later...

"Keep the formation and move to the left! Tell the other side to attack immediately!"

Various horns, conch trumpets, and copper trumpets sounded one after another.

The Macedonians were a battle-hardened nation and had very complete means of communication.

The junior officers responded to the signal and began to lead the soldiers to carry out the orders.

The south bank collectively turned right and started to go uphill, while the north bank directly launched an attack on the moving array on the opposite side!

Just when the two sides on the North Shore battlefield were about to engage in battle, a sudden change occurred!

The Thessalian cavalry, which was originally climbing the slope, suddenly turned around and attacked the Thracian light cavalry on the opposite side; while the Thessalian infantry, which had been in formation to engage the light infantry, suddenly suddenly Disperse!

Throw down your weapons and shields and turn around and run away without hesitation!

Philip's eyes widened when he witnessed this.

He immediately realized - the troops Pyrrhus left on the north bank were all a bluff!He deceived his entire [-] troops!

"Issue an order to the North Bank! Let them come over quickly to make peace!"

The alarm bell was ringing in Philip's heart, and now it was too late to regret it. Now he just wanted to know what other tricks Pyrrhus had!

While he was thinking, a thousand Sali light cavalry on the north bank raised their spears and easily penetrated the scattered formation of the Thracian light cavalry in front of them.Then they didn't hesitate to fight and moved quickly towards the valley.

The light infantry and fleet infantry no longer pursued those "fake infantry" and had to turn around and adjust their formation, moving closer to the south bank while also defending against possible attacks by the Thessalian cavalry.

An attendant next to him suddenly shouted anxiously:

"Your Highness Philos! Look!"

Philip raised his head and looked in the direction pointed by the attendant, and saw a looming white line far upstream of the Pinhos River.

Without waiting for the white line to get closer, Philip had already guessed that it was a rushing river.

Damn it!You've fallen into Pyrrhus' trap!