Game of Thrones Overlord Conquest.

Chapter 109-Ambition
The sparse wind swept across the dark green grassland, bringing coolness to the hot and humid faces of the soldiers. The sunset slowly matched the horizon, trying to close the scroll of the day.

On the battlefield at the foot of Mount Notre Dame, since the bloody century, two armies unprecedented in the world are confronting each other.

In the armies of both sides, every soldier's heart was beating like a hammer, but the horns never sounded the charge.

This moment of silent waiting may be more uncomfortable than the arrival of the war itself. The eyes of the soldiers can't help but look at the ominous and silent grassland in front of them.

Except for the moving wind, everything is quiet, gloomy, lifeless, as if wearing a black cloak of death.

A whirlwind blew across the grass, caught patches of dry grass, raised dust, and blew it straight into the eyes of the soldiers on both sides.

At this moment, the sound of horns and whistles reverberated in the air, and Mungo's right wing flew out like a flock of frightened birds. The horses stretched their necks, lowered their ears, galloped at full speed, and rushed towards the left wing of the Holy City Army. past.

Fogo's complacency has also disappeared, and now his eyes are not filled with joy, but excited.

As soon as he saw that there were only a few thousand people, dressed in rags and carrying heavy shields, and they couldn't even charge on horseback, he stopped paying too much attention and turned sideways to the allies of the right-wing army. road:

"Mungo is attacking first, so let's start too, in the name of the Holy City Alliance!"

As he spoke, he waved his right hand and ordered all the cavalry of the Ogo tribe to go into battle.

"The gods are with us!" Fogo shouted.

The right-wing cavalry of the holy city lowered their spears and clamped their horses tightly. The horses began to march forward, like rocks rolling down the hillside. Unlike the Batu camp, they were gathering strength every moment.

From walking to jogging, and finally to galloping, and then advancing at a terrifying speed, irresistible like a landslide, determined to destroy everything in the way, the ground trampled by them could not help moaning and trembling.

Mungo had been observing and distinguishing the composition of the Quds Army. Seeing that the opponent's right wing was starting to advance, he did not hesitate. He calmly mobilized [-] legions and launched an attack under the command of Noahart.

Now the shouts of the entire battlefield became louder, until the enemy's horses stood up in shock.

"Go forward! Kill the enemy!"

The cavalry, leaning over their horses, increased their speed, and with their spears stretched out in front of them, they charged forward.

Then, like a magnet meeting an iron stone, the leading troops of both sides slammed into each other. Their bones were pierced and shattered, and they fell off their horses one after another, and were trampled into meat paste under the horse's hooves.

But the most brutal bloody battle was after the spears in the hands of the cavalrymen broke, they drew out their scimitars and rushed towards each other more violently, but no matter how strong, brave, or enduring they were, they could not save them from death.

The terrible slashing from all directions, like a violent storm, beat the black wheat field non-stop, mercilessly, death was like a gust of wind blowing out life, wailing burst out from the chest, the brilliance in the eyes was extinguished, and the horse fell down , the banners fell, and ambitions cast into eternal night,
At this time, the enemy's left wing began to approach the center of the battlefield, and the Batu Battalion led by Elihu stopped in front of them. Only then did everyone know that they were a group of infantry on horseback.

The Great War will be in full swing at any moment, the soldiers of the Battu Battalion began to sing their own battle songs, six thousand heads in leather helmets looked up at the sky, six thousand pairs of eyes stared upward, and six thousand chests shouted a loud voice , Like thunder in the sky, piercing clouds and cracking stones.

"Stars in the sky, Mount Notre Dame, thank you God of Horses, thank you Mongo Khal!"

"Only you can take freedom for us, please listen to our prayers, have mercy on us, give us courage and strength, and let us enter your temple after death!"

"Have mercy on us!"

"Khal Mongol is with us!"

The echo echoed this sentence, as if in these voices and in this battle song there was such a great and invincible power, poured out on them at once, and their hearts felt death, so they lowered their spears and raised their heads. Take up your shield and stand firm as a rock.

The left-wing cavalry of the Holy City Army roared to drive away their prey, rolled across the grassland like an unstoppable storm, and rushed towards the army formation of the Batu Battalion.

There was a loud bang, like thunder in the sky exploding in the world, the air was shaking, and the grass blades on the ground were dangling.

In an instant, the cavalry was like a raging fire passing over the sun-dried grass. Wherever they went, there was no grass left, and they were unstoppable.

But they were not frightened. They retreated to the left and right sides to get out of the way. They continued to press up like a crumbling wall, holding up their shields, and there was a cavalryman of the Holy City Army where the spear tip was shining. fell among the horses.

The sound of horseshoes, neighing, and the terrible shouts of soldiers, mixed with the sound of horns, often caused silence in the ears, as if the whole person was drowning in water and breathless, and then, again. You will hear the sound of fighting like thunder.

Elihu, a strong man, held a bloody warhammer in both hands, with blood-stained hair wrapped around it. When he fought, he frowned, very calm, and concentrated, as if he was doing normal work.

He looked everywhere for those cavalrymen with long braids as targets, and the hammer he swung never missed, and he always smashed the opponent's body like cracking an eggshell.

Both men and horses were stirred together by a maelstrom, and the iron hacks sparked and flew upwards. Fragments of wooden handles, broken spears, cracked shields, and blood-stained corpses were intertwined into a scene of hell.

Frightened horses continued to rush out of the melee dragging corpses, but this was not enough. The left-wing cavalry of the Quds Army were still rushing from all around in batches, and the [-] soldiers of the Batu Battalion were quickly overwhelmed. .

Mungo rode on horseback to observe the whole battle closely, but he never dared to put the whole army into battle, including himself, because the two important figures of the Quds Army did not appear in his field of vision.

Seeing that Batuying was being relentlessly attacked continuously, without even the necessary breathing time, and began to crumble, he took a deep breath, and finally couldn't bear to issue an order.

"Get ready! Get ready!" shouted the bloodrider in a bell-like voice as he flew past the six reserve regiments like lightning.

"Get ready!" The thousands and hundreds of households who received the order all shouted.

Knowing that it was their turn, the men of the six reserve regiments grasped their weapons and took positions with ease.

"Go! Go!"

As the horn of attack sounded, they rushed out like a hurricane, marching forward without hesitation, and rushed to the left-wing battlefield where the battle was the worst. Put it in your eyes.

(End of this chapter)