Fairy’s Box

After winning over and uniting a group of monster allies, Yale simply calculated the strength in his hands.

The main force under the direct jurisdiction of the Governor's Palace is the army of 8,000 guards, 5,000 new troops, 5,000 rock monsters, and 1,000 monster brigade (under Bagg). If you add the four sources of curse of Glamorgan (including a large number of tree demons), you can The formed combat power is close to 30,000,

There are 10,000 rock monsters, 7,000 water lizards, 3,000 harpies, 22 wams and Laowa behind them, a female frog goddess, and 2,000 mercenaries. Combining the two, the combined force exceeds 50,000. Facing the actual number of highland legions of 120,000, it is not impossible to win a defensive battle.

The only pity is that the goblins cannot participate in this war, otherwise their chances of winning will be greatly increased.

It is important to unite the monsters, but the strength of the Governor's Palace is the main force against the highland army. Therefore, the black-haired knights must inspire their fighting spirit and dispel their fears before the battle.

Spiritually and materially.

Although there were only 13,000 imperial warriors in the Governor's Mansion, the heavily armed warriors were arranged in a large square array and lined up neatly, but they gave a restrained and powerful aura.

More than 10,000 people remained silent, but as long as the others approached a little, they could feel a dangerous atmosphere of wolves surrounded by icy machines, and the deterrent force was not like two new armies.

The spiritual armament that firmly believes that they are on the side of justice is far higher than the material rewards of the rest of the empire. The harsh and almost harsh high-intensity training, coupled with the hyper-real actual combat drills of the Nightmare Ruins, endows them with a discipline that is not inferior to the regular army. and organization.

Yale walked in front of the troops with a blank face, and without evading, he directly looked into anyone's eyes, observed the state of the soldiers, judged each person's will, and speculated on each person's psychology.

They will face barbarians that are several times their own, and are the backbone of the entire coalition, so any deficiencies must be eliminated. He does not want to fail the defense battle due to lack of morale.

The influx of thoughts flashed in my heart, and the black-haired knight began to lecture:

"Soldiers, I am very satisfied with you, there is no doubt that each of you is a warrior in the Rosevier Legion, because I see in your eyes something beyond the ordinary soldier. In the wind and snow of the middle realm , I have seen the same thing, that is the tenacious belief to guard the hometown, the strong desire to challenge, and the indestructible will!"

Yale's voice was soothing and penetrating after hundreds of practice in front of the mirror, and the deliberately controlled tone created a special atmosphere.

The content of the training is not really important. The purpose is that this method of training allows every soldier to find a trace of resonance and adjustment for his emotions and mentality.

The knights of the Hundred Days Crusade are heroes revered by all, and being praised so much by one of them is a supreme compliment to any warrior.

"We will face no less than 150,000 barbarians, who have the most advanced weapons and have received the most formal training. And you, will stand under this bastion, try to hunt them, pursue them, any of you in the past. None of the exercise modes that I have come across can be compared to this **** war....Many people will die and many people will bleed, but your loved ones will not die, your relatives will not bleed, your property will not bleed. will be protected."

The black-haired knight's voice was always calm, and his eyes were constantly communicating with everyone quickly and profoundly, relying on the bland rhetoric to make everyone's blood boil.

Especially the young men of the new army who have immature ideals and have not yet been ****ed by reality, his words are undoubtedly more infectious.

"At the end of the middle-level world, when the evil **** turned into a monster and swept the earth, my commander, General Ebenezer, gave everyone the right to retreat. Now, I also give you this right."

Yale raised his right hand as he spoke, pointed to the forest on the side of the bastion, and said hurriedly and clearly:

"If anyone is timid, afraid of the Celtic army, and thinks that they are incapable of defending their hometown, then they can leave now. I swear in the name of my ancestors, and I will never pursue it."

His voice fluctuated between the walls of the bastion, getting smaller and smaller, until it finally disappeared. The soldiers just raised their chests proudly, no one left the team, no one questioned.

After taking this scene into his eyes, the black-haired knight maintained the calm on the surface, but there was a violent turbulence in his heart. At this moment, he was extremely sure that his army had been trained!

"Do you know the answer of the Knights of the Holy Armor at that time?"

Yale asked the crowd blankly at first, and when they cast a longing gaze, he shouted loudly: "Their answer is to never back down and die! Tell me with your loudest voice, what is your answer?"

A low roar seemed to turn into a flaming flame, and penetrated into the soul along the eardrum, completely intensifying the soldiers' high fighting spirit to boiling, and they roared again and again with thunderous voices:

"We will never retreat! To the end of the day!"

"We will never retreat! To the end of the day!"

"We will never retreat! To the end of the day!"

"Very good... Today will be your first battle, and soon, your fame will spread throughout the empire, and victory will give you the glory you deserve!"

After the concise lecture was over, the black-haired knight did not delay any longer, and immediately returned to the interior of the bastion. Before the enemy approached, he discussed further deployment of troops with everyone.

...

The quiet forest suddenly rippled, and a tsunami-like roar came from the front. In the Luxing Fort in the center of the army, King Wallace picked up the milk tea handed by the accompanying servant from a beautiful sterling silver tray, and his expression suddenly suffocated. :

"Who's voice?"

The surrounding servants hesitated for a while, and one of the eunuchs who was most trusted by the king quickly walked to the window. After listening for a while, he cautiously replied:

"Go back to Your Majesty, that voice seems to be coming from the south."

"South..."

King Wallace subconsciously put his right hand on his waist and held the handle of the spear of destiny, his expression became solemn: "Is it Glamorgan's defender?"

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The **** glanced at the master's right hand and said tremblingly.

"Why do a group of bereaved dogs with less than 20,000 people have such a high fighting spirit... Don't they know that we have an army of 150,000 people?"

The king cast his eyes out of the window, tightened his brows, muttered nervously to himself, and suddenly burst into laughter:

"That governor is a bit capable, but it's okay, it's not fun to crush it like a turkey, I hope this group of people won't be as vulnerable as the Great Wall defenders."

"Your Majesty is wise."

The eunuch, like a spirit of amnesty, went along and flattered desperately.

...

"Wallace...you're finally here..."

With all the backbone of his banner, Yale stood by the observation deck of the bastion, watching the green forest that was constantly being torn apart in front of him, and whispered softly.

At this moment, the highland army known as 200,000 is in sight!

All over the mountains and plains, the black army covered the earth like black curtains, and the end could not be seen at a glance. Every time the army took a step forward, the green forest was torn apart, and the majestic army merged into a substantive like one. A strong wind is blowing.

The forest that was cut in half, the cold light of the swords shaking, the heavy pressure seemed to be crushed by the sky and the earth, and people who lacked a little courage might even feel fearful and unable to control their fingers under this kind of momentum!

Every time the army took a step forward, there would be an overwhelmed ** from the earth. It sounded like a slight vibration passed along the ground to everyone, but it seemed to hit the soul with a heavy hammer, and even caused a kind of trance. The illusion of vertigo!

The black-haired knight turned his face to the side, only to see that Pompey happened to turn his face as well, with a look of impatience on his face, the two couldn't help but look at each other and smiled:

"Let him go back no matter how he came here!"

The 50,000 Governor's Palace coalition and the nearly 200,000 highland army, just like this, faced off from a distance between the towering bastion city walls and a mere mile away.

The Celts rubbed their knives and spears, like beasts biting at the bones, making a creepy cutting sound, while the regular army of the Governor's Palace slammed the shield without giving up, responding with a powerful blunt sound.

As the two armies were threatening each other with swords drawn, a murderous intent that was as strong as a substance spread out in all directions, turning into a whistling wind, and a chill between the heavens and the earth!

"The Celtics don't seem to be in a rush to attack right away, which is odd."

On the city wall, Pompey, who observed the Highland Kingdom's army formation for a while, quickly discovered something strange. Although the enemy had pulled out such a large formation, they did not show any siege equipment, and obviously did not intend to attack immediately or Is there any other action before launching the attack.

"It's normal. Before a large-scale attack, those abominable barbarians will show off their force and military strength to shock and suppress our morale. After showing off almost, they will send someone to persuade them to surrender."

After listening to Pompeo's question, Shiz squeezed out with an unwilling expression on the side, and said angrily:

"That's how I lost, because of the number of people, Nima is despicable!"

Sure enough, as he said, after about half an hour, the army of the Highland Kingdom in the distance finally made a move, and suddenly a path was split in the black tide.

A land-based fort covered with heavy armor and floating with a chassis attached to the ground galloped straight along the avenue, leaving behind flying dust.

The fort is inlaid with the blue and white crossed crest of the Fannon family. It is about ten feet high. The diameter of the chassis is almost six feet.

Lu Xingbao galloped to the front of the army for a while, and the thick metal door at the front was lifted upwards. With the golden lights pouring out from the castle, a tall and thin figure in luxurious clothes was revealed.

"What's this thing? It looks a bit high-end." Kara said in a stunned voice, standing in the inner position of the bastion wall.

"This is Lu Xingbao, the latest technology developed by the Western Continent Mage. Unexpectedly, they are willing to hand it over to the Highland Kingdom. This time they did not declare a war. It seems that they are inseparable from the Liberty Alliance." Pompei said that everyone could hear it. The voice, not too small, responded.

"He must be the king."

Yale observed the appearance of the other party, and felt that he was six or seven similar to Kenneth, except that he had long curly hair, and his demeanor was slightly frivolous in comparison, without the serious and cautious aura of the eldest prince. .

"I invite you in the name of the Celtic king, the governor of the Rosevians, to come and see me." Wallace raised his head to the top of the bastion, and raised the king's scepter arrogantly.

"I am the Governor here."

The black-haired knight came out magnanimously, looked at the king in front of the army, and said loudly, "If you intend to persuade surrender, then it is best to put aside your words now, because we will never accept it."

"The expected stubbornness... It's a pity, you will definitely regret your choice." Wallace raised his eyebrows, showing a regretful expression, then waved his scepter, and the explosion-proof door of Lu Xingbao suddenly closed. .

Five minutes after the negotiation broke down, the horn on the opposite side was already sounding continuously, and the mighty battlefield atmosphere filled the air in an instant, filling the world.

Without the slightest slack, the Highland Kingdom at this moment directly entered the topic. First, in the sound of the vanguard's bugle, they lined up in a row, and several archery brigades stepped forward, and the rumbling footsteps resounded for miles.

"Exploding Arrow, get ready!"

After arriving in front of the formation, they quickly took out the black arrows from the quiver, the arrow feathers were attached to the bowstring, and quickly pulled into a full moon. Just as the arrows flew out, the opposite bastion launched an attack at the same time.

"Water cannon, fire!"

The water lizard front below the bastion opened its teeth, and a large amount of water vapor gathered in front of their mouths, and instantly turned into watermelon-sized water **** and shot out, leaving a trail in people's field of vision like a missile shot by a ballista. Faint light trail.

There was a violent whistling sound and a rumbling air explosion between the heavens and the earth. The burst arrows exploded in the air like raindrops. Most of them slid through the air and shot directly at the guards at the forefront of the army in the Governor's Palace.

This is the first round of long-range bombardment. The firepower of the two sides is equally suppressed. The moment the water cannon approaches the archer in front, it will be blocked by the metal discs flying from side to side.

The blasting arrow did not repeat the scene of stomping on Hadrian's Great Wall. The first three rows of guards held towers and shields stacked together from top to bottom, connecting the city with a copper wall and an iron wall. The power of the blasting arrow was completely isolated from the wall.

"They're going to use siege guns!"

Yale supported the wall and looked from afar, and saw the densely packed flags on the opposite side. Ten large siege guns and dozens of armor-piercing ballistas were scattered among the army. Under the operation of some Rune warriors, they began to cover this side. Fire is pouring out.

"Kara, follow the plan!"

The black-haired knight stared intently at Celtic's army formation and slammed his arm back.