MTL - Bloodline Lord of War-Chapter 115 it's okay we can win

  Chapter 115 It's okay, we can win

Baron Baron was riding on his horse, watching his spearmen fighting with the highlanders from a distance. The expression on his face changed from excitement at the beginning to seriousness, and finally to shock. The eyebrows were unconsciously knit together tightly.

Through Baron Rainer's previous temptations, he already understood that the highlanders have stronger combat capabilities, so he wanted to rely on his own strength and use crowd tactics to pile up these hateful highlanders to death, even if he paid heavy casualties. Do whatever it takes.

  This idea cannot be wrong, but Baron misjudged a problem.

  He had 300 spearmen under him, while the highlanders on the opposite side had only 50. The ratio of troops between the two sides was six to one. With such a huge difference in strength, Baron firmly believed that it was enough to crush these highlanders.

   This is not Baron's arrogance. With six times more troops than the enemy, any commander will become full of confidence.

  However, when the two sides formally fought, Baron was completely dumbfounded. There were 300 spearmen, but they couldn't eat 50 highlanders!

The development of the battle situation exceeded Baron Baron's expectations. The three walls formed by the highlanders seemed to be made of iron. Although the heroic spearmen were like waves, wave after wave, they could not shake the highlanders. defense. Not only that, as the war time slowly elongated, these highlanders even began to push back to the spear formation bit by bit.

  Baron couldn't believe what he saw. The strength ratio of the two sides was six to one. In the situation of absolute inferiority in strength, this group of highlanders could still launch a counterattack!

   Monsters, simply a group of monsters!

Watching his soldiers being eaten up bit by bit by the highlanders, Baron was in a state of anxiety, his forehead was dripping with sweat, and he was clutching the hilt of the knight's sword tightly in his hand, his knuckles turned white. The initiative of the entire battlefield is slowly being lost.

   Behind Baron, there are a hundred hoplites. This is his last hole card, and he will not use this hole card lightly unless it is absolutely necessary.

  But as the battle gradually turned against him, Baron began to hesitate in his heart, whether he should also play this last hole card.

  …

  While Balon was fighting fiercely with the highlanders, the other two little lords also followed the battle plan agreed with Balon just now, and launched an attack on the half-elves.

   Each of them had a hundred light infantry, attacking in a pincer shape from the left and right sides, bypassing the battlefield of the highlanders and spearmen in front, and launched a surprise attack on the half-elf troops.

   "Woooooooh—"

  Accompanied by the sound of the loud bugle, Carl and Jike ordered the army to charge at the same time.

  Carl: "Charge!"

  Jike: "Come on!"

   Immediately, the two armies began to charge from the left and right lines.

  Compared with Baron's main force, the servant army of the two of them was simply raised by their stepmother, and their weapons and equipment seemed much shabby.

  The two troops were light infantry. Most of the soldiers only had a thin layer of armor on the front of their chests. Many soldiers even only wore a hat, not even a helmet. The weapons they used were unified one-handed knives and round shields. These weapons were not wanted by the Baron army, and the second-line weapons that were withdrawn were given to them.

  However, light infantry also has their advantages. Because they are lightly armed, they have greater mobility on the battlefield and charge faster than heavy infantry.

  Soldiers of the two armies yelled loudly while striding wildly on the battlefield. Two hundred people ran together, and suddenly a cloud of dust filled the sky on the grass, and the momentum was very astonishing.

   It is very difficult to maintain formation during a charge. Only the elite of the elite can do this. These two motley troops are definitely not in this category. Once the charge started, their formation fell apart immediately, and they rushed forward in a swarm.

  The two troops were like two packs of bloodthirsty wolves, bypassing the battlefield of the highlanders in front and rushing towards the half-elves behind.

  Seeing the enemy rushing towards his side, Luke, as the commander, immediately adjusted his formation, and the two archers on the left and right immediately turned around to face the enemies rushing from both sides.

   "Three bursts of rapid fire!" Luke shouted the combat command loudly. "preparation-"

  Hearing the password, the half-elves on both sides immediately took action, bowing their bows and setting arrows, and the arrows were aimed at the enemy camps rushing from both sides.

"put!"

  With an order, sixty archers released their bowstrings at the same time, and their movements were uniform. There was a buzzing sound of the bowstring trembling, and sixty arrows shot into the sky at the same time, divided into two waves, thirty arrows were shot at the enemy in front left, and thirty arrows were shot at the enemy in front right.

  After shooting a wave, before Luke gave another order, the archers immediately pulled the bowstring to full again at the fastest speed, and then shot the second and third waves. Before the first wave of arrows hit the ground, the third wave of arrows had already shot out.

  Even without Luke's unified order, the second and third waves of arrow rain were still shot out neatly together. This is a kind of tacit understanding that has been cultivated through years of training. At this moment, the sixty half-elf archers are like one person, and the speed of each person's bow-stringing and bow-drawing is almost the same.

It is very difficult to hit the enemy with long-distance probability shooting. In most cases, the archer does not know whether the arrow he shot has hit the enemy. Entering the enemy's army formation is not clear.

   It is even more difficult to shoot a moving enemy from a long distance. Firstly, the distance is long, and secondly, the enemy is still moving.

  But, everything has a but.

  For the half-elfs who are good at archery, this is not so difficult. This group of pointy ears has already played with bows and arrows. The bows and arrows are like extensions of their arms, almost pointing where to shoot.

  Three waves of arrow rain are shot from the heel, but the flight trajectory of the three waves of arrow rain is completely different. The flight trajectory of the first wave of arrow rain was the highest, drawing an arched parabola in mid-air, and then precisely fell into the enemy's charging formation.

  Arrows rained down from the sky, and these light infantry immediately raised the round shield on their left hands and continued to charge towards the half-elf.

But the small round shield couldn't protect the whole body, screams immediately rang out from the charging crowd, and soldiers kept falling to the ground with arrows, and some fell too suddenly, tripping the charging soldiers behind them one after another. Several times, a group of people rolled together in a hurry.

   After some soldiers fell to the ground after being hit by an arrow, the soldiers behind had no time to avoid it, so they simply stepped on it. It doesn't matter if one stomps on two people, but there were a hundred soldiers, dozens of people stomped on one by one, and some unlucky ones were not shot to death, but were trampled to death by their own people.

"Keep charging, don't stop, rushing over is victory, kill all these sharp ears, and go to the city to drink and eat meat!" Baron Ji Ke rode on the horse and charged alongside his soldiers. He brandished his sword and his face was full of blood yelling.

  The sword and shield hand continued to rush forward. The first wave of arrow rain just fell, and the second wave of arrow rain followed closely.

The trajectory of the second wave of arrow rain is flatter than that of the first wave, because at this time, the sword and shield hand is closer to the half-elves, and the distance between the two sides has reached within a hundred steps. Arrows were sent into their camp.

  Accompanied by a miserable howl, another group of soldiers fell to the ground with arrows.

  Finally, the third wave of arrow rain also fell. The trajectory of this last wave of arrow rain is flatter than that of the second wave, because the enemy is one step closer at this time, so it is almost a direct shot.

The three waves of arrow rain were all released, and nearly half of the two hundred-man sword and shield troops were killed. On the way they charged, there were soldiers who were shot by arrows, and many soldiers were not shot dead on the spot, but fell on the grass. Howling in pain. The short distance of 150 meters has become the road to death for this group of sword and shield fighters.

   Baron Karl and Baron Jik were stunned by such a terrifying killing efficiency. The two little lords in the wilderness, who had never seen such amazing shooting skills, could not help but turn pale with fright. But at this time, it was too late to turn back.

  Although they paid a heavy price, the two troops rushed to the half-elf and completed half of the battle plan. At this time, the straight-line distance between the two sides was less than fifty steps, and it was almost possible to stick to the half-elf's face in one sprint.

  Luke immediately ordered loudly: "Everyone, prepare for close combat!"

  After receiving the order, the half-elves put their elf longbows behind their backs one after another, first took out a small bottle of moon water from their pockets, and drank it all in one gulp. Then he drew out the dagger on his waist, raised the round shield on his left hand, and got ready for melee combat.

  Sixty half-elves formed two compact phalanxes, and the half-elves standing in the first row stuck round half-body shields together to form a shield wall.

  These half-elves all have two sets of equipment, one is bow and arrow equipment, and the other is melee equipment. Even without bow and arrow, they are still a group of qualified fighters.

  The half-elves are calm and composed, each with a firm expression and high fighting spirit. They are ready to fight, but the enemy facing them is already on the verge of collapse.

  After being washed away by the half-elf's three waves of arrows, the two sword and shield troops lost nearly half of their personnel. With such a terrible battle loss ratio, ordinary troops would have collapsed long ago. The reason why the sword and shield hand was able to rush in front of the half-elf was entirely because the half-elf shot people so fast that the enemy didn't even have time to feel the pain.

  The servants of the wind castle had no combat power at all, so they could only fight against the wind. They rushed to the front of the half-elf army and were already at the end of their strength. When they looked back at their companions who fell on the charge, their morale collapsed instantly.

Two sword and shield troops rushed to the front of the two half-elf phalanx at the same time, but then a strange scene appeared. Facing the half-elf phalanx waiting in full force, these sword and shield fighters stopped in unanimous agreement, and they dared not Rush again.

   Baron Karl and Baron Jik rode on horses and followed their troops respectively. The two looked at each other from a distance, and at this moment, both of them lost their minds.

  Let’s retreat now. After finally rushing to the front, I’m not reconciled to retreating without fighting.

  The half-elf phalanx was silent, like a silent city wall. Pairs of icy gazes cut on these sword-shieldmen like knives. Fear was like weeds in spring, growing crazily in the hearts of these soldiers.

  If they don't charge, then Luke will charge.

  Luke pulled out the double knives at his waist, his handsome facial features showed a beast-like expression, he raised the knives and shouted: "Half-elves, charge to the enemy!"

  The order landed, and the two half-elf phalanx did not hesitate at all, and immediately countercharged the enemy from left to right.

   Baron Karl and Baron Gek were shocked when they saw this scene. They were so shocked that they couldn't believe that the usually weak half-elf actually took the initiative to charge!

   Baron Jik gritted his teeth fiercely, and at this moment he couldn't think of not hitting him. He said to himself: We still have the superiority in military strength, and the opponent is just a group of sharp ears, we can win!

   "Don't be dumbfounded, they are just a bunch of sharp ears, we have more people, we can win!" Baron Ji Ke shouted angrily at his soldiers.

  His words played a role to some extent. Everyone in the empire knew that half-elves had always loved peace, had a gentle and friendly personality, and were a race that could not fight. Under normal circumstances, a normal adult man of the empire can easily knock down two half-elves of the same age. If the fight is a little harder, it is not impossible to knock down three.

  Under the call of Jike, the sword and shield players somewhat recovered their fighting spirit, and raised their shields one after another, preparing for the impact of the half-elves.

  The half-elves didn't charge fast, and everyone walked in a neat pace. Even during the charge, they still maintained their formation and did not disperse.

   "Reform! Reform!" Baron Zeek shouted impatiently. Seeing the half-elf getting closer, his anxiety grew more and more.

But once the formation is scattered, it is difficult to reorganize, especially for these second-line miscellaneous soldiers. The counter-charge of the half-elf has brought them huge psychological pressure. The team leader, the team leader couldn't find his own team leader, and the whole team was in a mess.

   Before they could rearrange their formation, the half-elf rushed over, and the two sides immediately entered into close hand-to-hand combat.

  Although the half-elves have awakened the power of their bloodlines, compared to the fierce iron guards, melee combat is not their strong point. But despite this, with their current combat capabilities, it is more than enough to deal with these miscellaneous troops.

  The weapons and armor of the half-elves are even more sophisticated. Although the half-elves are not fully armed to the teeth like the iron guards, they are also fully armored, and 80% of their bodies are hidden under the armor.

Moreover, these half-elves are both of the same race and comrades-in-arms. They have lived together since childhood, and they have developed a tacit understanding. A look can make teammates understand what they want to do. Several half-elves cooperate with each other to kill. enemy, the combat power can even be doubled.

   As soon as the half-elf came into contact with the sword shield hand, the two sides fought for less than a minute, and the sword shield hand collapsed immediately. They collapsed faster than an avalanche, and a fight turned into a rout in an instant.

   Baron Ji Ke saw that the situation was not good, so he quickly turned his horse's head and wanted to run. But just as he turned his head, an exceptionally handsome and heroic half-elf stopped in front of him.

  Luke locked on Jike early on, and the rider must be the leader. He holds a pair of knives, and his eyes emit a cold light. Then he took a step and rushed towards Jike.

  (end of this chapter)