The epic story of green monsters

Chapter 1169: Blood and Fire Lion

"Raise the gun!!!"

"Rush!!"

After throwing a round of javelins and attacking the entrenched soldiers on the frontline of the elves' positions, causing temporary chaos on the other side, Samir, the commander of the heavy cavalry corps, arrived late. He held a legendary lance made of abyssal cold iron horizontally in front of his chest, took the brunt of the attack at the forefront of the cavalry formation, and issued orders with thunder in his mouth.

The ground ahead was undulating, as if there was a ferocious man-eating beast hiding beneath the earth. It was the elf spellcasting team trying to use the power of magic to create an obstacle, to delay or even stop the charge of this strong and powerful heavy cavalry corps wearing heavy armor to protect them to the teeth.

However, this heavy cavalry corps not only has the same Faithless Knights officer layer as the Frost Blade Wolf Fang Wolf Cavalry, but also a thirty-man divine spellcasting team mixed in the center of the team. They cooperate with the Faithless Knights to break the magic cast by the elves, and at the same time bestow powerful divine arts on the heavy cavalry soldiers, allowing their unparalleled impact effect to be maximized.

Rumble~~~
Before the cavalry charged into the elven army formation, the continuous and dense sound of horse hooves directly shook the earth and formed a small-scale earthquake, which made the elven soldiers in front holding shields and spears dazed and nervous.

Dense swarms of arrows shot from the rear of the elven army and had almost no effect on the heavy cavalry. The heavy cavalry soldiers who were holding their guns and staring straight ahead were too lazy to even take any defensive action, and directly used their heavy armor to block the sharp arrows falling from the sky, producing sparks.

Apart from a few sporadic shots using armor-piercing arrows, or the damage caused by luckily inserting into the joints of heavy armor, the remaining ninety-nine percent of the arrows were simply unable to penetrate the defense. They could only watch as the cavalry, with their huge potential energy impact force, quickly rushed in front of them, and then pierced straight into the formation of the elf legion like a sharp knife.

Poof! !
Puff puff! ! !
Even the strongest shields could not stop the heavy cavalrymen from using the abyssal cold iron lances. The shields and the shield-holding elf warriors behind them were pierced through. The sturdy and powerful cavalrymen wanted more than just this little bit of success. Instead, they struggled to maintain the balance of their lances and continued to move forward with the remaining momentum until the three-meter-long lances were hung with the bodies of four or five elf warriors, or their own momentum was exhausted and they were surpassed by their companions behind them.

Of course, there were also a small number of cavalrymen who lost balance or strength during the charge and were chopped off their horses by the elven warriors. They were then drowned in the mighty horse hooves and turned into meat paste together with the corpses of the elven enemies, nourishing the land.

Compared to the Frost Blade Wolf Fang Legion's method of relying on its agile speed and medium-range weapons to continuously bite and destroy the enemy outside the elven army formation, the Blood and Fire Lion Legion's heavy cavalry attack methods appear to be particularly direct and violent.

They simply drove the explosive and endurance Mondo warhorses under their crotch to gallop forward continuously, holding the lances in their hands horizontally and thrusting out and retracting them continuously, while the machines were very efficiently harvesting the lives of the elves in front of them.

Whenever the cavalry of the Fengshi tribe was about to run out of energy, there would always be new forces that would overtake them from the rear and take their place, clearing the way for their teammates and opening up the way forward, until the entire formation of the elven army was broken through.

Then the heavy cavalry corps moved forward for a distance and then turned back, re-accelerated to accumulate impact energy, and once again charged towards the thickest part of the elven army formation.

They continued to drill back and forth until this huge army of elves was torn into pieces, and then they chased the last group of defeated soldiers who had lost the will to fight and rushed towards the north.

Finally, the Frost Blade Wolf Fang Wolf Cavalry was left to clean up the battlefield and continue to eat away at the scattered elves. At this time, the battle between the large number of northern troops and the remaining elven troops and residents in the inner city was just coming to an end. Several relatively intact legions followed the elves' retreat route and chased them out, just in time to help clean up the battlefield.

"Pass the order down: The army clearing the battlefield in the city must first ensure the integrity of all important facilities in the city. No books, resources, or wealth can be moved. Anyone who disobeys the order will be executed!!"

"Any elves who give up resistance and surrender, no matter old or young or warrior, must not be plundered or slaughtered at will. Those who violate this will be killed!!"

"From now on, all entrances and exits of the inner city are blocked, and all corps are on the spot to implement martial law. Without orders to lift the martial law, the corps must not slack off!!"

"The Central Army Reserve Corps will be transferred to the Military Discipline Department and will enter the city to supervise the various corps..."

Seeing that the outcome was decided, all the staff officers and guards in the central army tent were delighted. But before they could celebrate this hard-earned victory, Albad's majestic and cold voice once again reached everyone's ears, and the solemn and murderous implication immediately suppressed everyone's surging emotions.

"……yes!!!"

After a moment's pause, the herald officer quickly responded in a deep voice and passed these orders to the military officers on duty.

The scene inside the Thorn Fortress projected on the magic sand table gradually got out of control. Under the constraints of officers and tense emotions during the war, the soldiers of the Northern Alliance who did not have much time to familiarize themselves with and master military discipline were still able to maintain basic rules.

Now that there is no longer a threat from elves in the surrounding area, these warriors from various tribes in the North have taken the opportunity to search for elves hidden in the complex city planning. They have formed small groups and shuttled through the buildings. They are inevitably attracted and tempted by the wealth and resources that have not had time to be hidden in some buildings, and small-scale internal fights and bullying of the surviving elves in the city have begun.

It was a rare opportunity for the soldiers of the Northern Alliance to go through the bloody battlefield and have some semblance of a regular army. Albad did not want them to be beaten back into their original scattered and uncohesive guerrillas.

After all, this siege was just the beginning. The North organized a million troops not just to seize a border fortress. In the long days ahead, there will be more difficult and cruel wars waiting for everyone. Now we must seize the opportunity to preserve the military temperament of these soldiers refined from the mountains of corpses and seas of blood, so that they can grow up faster, so that they can live longer on the battlefield in the future and the North can reduce losses.

Albad certainly wasn't reluctant to give up the wealth and resources scattered among the residential buildings, nor did he have any mercy on the city residents who didn't have time to escape from the city. He just wanted to train these outstanding warriors according to the requirements of an iron-blooded army and let them grow up as quickly as possible.

As orders were continuously transmitted to the grassroots, military discipline troops were scattered to various corners of the city and began to enforce military discipline. After using harsh measures to deal with a group of unlucky people who disobeyed orders, the scattered legions slowly began to gather and behave themselves.

The riots in the city did not end until three days later, and the ruined fortress finally fell into the hands of the North.