Imperial Crown.

Chapter 320 Turning Point

Many thanks to Qidian Dad [Sun Liansheng] for the reward of 2000!

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Seeing that Raven's spell failed, Duduo laughed loudly on his horse:
"Surrender, Raven."

"Your air force is being held back by me. You can't break through my defense line in a head-on fight!"

"And now, you, the only one who could possibly change the situation, are no longer able to cast spells!"

"You can't win this war!"

At this time, Raven and Du Duo were only a hundred meters apart. Although there were armies between them, the sound still reached Raven's ears.

Upon hearing this, Raven snorted coldly.

Although he didn't know why he suddenly couldn't mobilize his magic power, he didn't panic, but quickly began to think about the next countermeasures.

At this time, there is no point in arguing with Du Duo.

His Eagle Army will not be shaken by these two sentences.

Putting away the staff, Raven drew the rapier from his waist, raised it high, then slowly lowered it and aimed it at Du Duo's flag.

The horn sounded loudly.

Du Duo's eyes twitched:
"madman!"

Wars, especially large-scale wars, are rarely decided in a single battle unless they are encountered suddenly.

The two sides often fight for several days, more than ten days or even months.

And Raven's move clearly showed that he would never take a single step back.

Raven will decide the outcome of this war today!
Did Raven notice the arrangement of the cabinet?

Or is he just that crazy?
Du Duo would rather believe the latter, because if Raven was not a lunatic, he would never have thought of attacking the Wall of Sighs from the beginning!
"Raven, you are still a little lacking in energy after all."

Du Duo's fingers danced flexibly, allowing the dice to shuttle back and forth between his fingers.

He liked gambling and called himself a gambler, and he keenly sensed the scent of the same kind in the young man Raven.

Du Duo felt that he could understand Raven's thinking.

There are enemies everywhere in the Principality of Eivor, and Raven is just a baron.

In order to ensure that the fruits of his victory would not be snatched away by others, Raven was so eager to seek a decisive battle.

Consolidate the results of the battle and reap more benefits.

But there is one thing that Du Duo thinks Raven has not done enough.

A qualified gambler must make the most thorough preparations for every gamble.

Thinking of this, Du Duo's eyes fell on a huge carriage behind him.

This carriage requires four horses to pull it, and the shaft is engraved with complex and dense magic runes.

It was carrying a huge object shaped like a sarcophagus, which was silver-gray in color, with nearly 20 tier-2 magic crystals inlaid on both sides.

Magic power flowed out from the magic crystal, forming a quietly flowing magic grid on the surface of the sarcophagus.

Under the grid, traces of blood were constantly swirling and flowing.

Silent sarcophagus.

This is Quarry’s creation, and it is also the killer weapon that Dudu has been waiting for half a month.

As long as it is still operating, all magical operations within a 2-kilometer radius will be suppressed, stagnant, and interrupted.

It was also what made Raven's magic ineffective.

If this war is a gamble, then Raven's actions can be said to be a gamble of all chips.

But Tudor still has a choice.

If we retreat now, even if Raven chases us and leaves thousands of corpses behind, we can guarantee that we will not lose all our capital.

The price is that the possibility of destroying Raven's army was basically lost, and the greatest credit was handed over to others.

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Du Duo threw the dice in his hand high up and caught it again. Seeing the six black dots on it, he smiled:
"It's worth a gamble!"

"Pass on my order, have the remaining 3000 reserve troops take over and block the Eagle Army's left wing!"

After the order was issued, Du Duo could only integrate the intelligence on the battlefield through reports from his subordinates.

But there are people who have a clear understanding of the whole situation.

That is Raven's Wind King Army and their current leader, Hoyaz.

From high in the sky, he can take in the entire situation on the battlefield.

In the center, the heavily armored elite troops of the Eagle Army and the Duduo Army were crowded together.

Although Quill's lightning screen just now caused considerable casualties, the Eagle Army still managed to hold its front line and even made some progress while the enemy was accidentally injured.

On the west side of the battlefield, there were originally the left wing of the Eagle Army and the right wing of the Duduo Army.

Now that the right wing of Du Duo's army has been defeated, it has retreated to the rear for reorganization. 3000 reserve troops have already arrived. Facing the Eagle Army's left wing, which has already shown its fighting spirit, although they are no match, they have successfully delayed the enemy.

East side of the battlefield.

The right wing of the Eagle Army is in a stalemate with the left wing of the Du Duo Army. Unless external forces intervene, the outcome of the battle will probably be unclear even after a day of fighting.

Of course, there were also Hoyaz and his men in the sky, who were tightly tied together with the 6000 long-range troops of the Duduo Army, restraining each other and being of no use at all.

"Damn it!"

Hoyaz clenched his fists.

Now all the Eagle Army soldiers are fighting bravely, and even my father is leading the way, showing his determination not to retreat.

But he, as a transcendent and the leader of the Wind King's troops, had to just stand here and watch.

It was as if this battle had nothing to do with him!
"If it were my father, what would he do..."

Hoyaz asked himself in a low voice, while his eyes kept scanning the battlefield, trying to find a way to break the stalemate.

Suddenly, his eyes fell on the east side of the battlefield, where 500 heavy cavalry led by Hyena were being restrained by 2000 light infantry of Duduo's army.

If we could find a way to free them...

Hoyaz felt that he had found the true direction. His mind worked rapidly and he gradually formed a bold strategy.

After making a few gestures, Hoyaz controlled his Wind King and called Banks and Lennon. The three of them broke away from the team and landed in an open space at the rear.

"Guys, I have an idea."

Hoyaz waved to the two men and laid out his plan.

His plan was not complicated, but both Banks and Lennon were stunned.

Banks took off his gold-rimmed glasses and shook his head:
"If I'm not dreaming now, you mean to say that we, the 107 members of the Wind King's army, will all fight on the ground and catch the Duduo army off guard?"

Hoyaz nodded vigorously: "Yes, I know this method sounds a bit outrageous, but..."

"This is not only outrageous, it is absolutely outrageous!" Lennon shouted, "And I have to remind you that this is not in compliance with father's orders!"

"But I have to say, this is a really good idea. Flying in the sky all the time makes me want to blow my nose!"

After getting Lennon's approval, Hoyaz looked at Banks and said, "What do you mean?"

Banks rubbed his neck. “From the perspective of a former noble, I should have pretended I didn’t hear anything and let you knock me out.”

As he spoke, he put his gold-rimmed glasses back on his face:

"But as a member of the Eagle Army, I think it's worth a try!"

For a period of time afterwards, the Wind King's troops kept rising and falling, and there were only a few of them each time, with 3 or 5 leaving and 3 or 5 coming back.

Faced with this change, although Du Duojun noticed it, he did not have any special reaction.

As long as the main force of the Wind King is here, even if 3 or 5 are missing, it will not cause any waves.

However, they could not see that the backs of those Wind Kings who returned to the team were empty.

On the east side of the battlefield, Hoyaz led the orphans to gather quietly in a forest.

400 meters away were Du Duo's 500 troops who were holding back 2000 heavy cavalry.

Looking at the 106 orphans who came with him, Hoyaz swallowed.

Although he had made up his mind, he was still a little nervous as he was about to launch an attack.

I wanted to say something to encourage morale, but I was at a loss for words.

Finally, he drew the long sword from his waist and swallowed his saliva:
"Come at me!"

… "Huh? 100 people?"

In Duduo's reserve force, Viscount Sean, the leader of the 2000 men, frowned in surprise.

In fact, he could see it without the scouts' report.

Just to the southeast, about 100 people were rushing towards his troops.

This should be Raven's troops, but it seems strange no matter how you look at it.

Because their formation was too disorganized, with no rhythm or rules at all.

Not to mention attacking an army of 2000 people, even if they attacked a force of the same size, they would be defeated.

Moreover, Sean could clearly see that these people were only wearing leather armor and had long swords on their waists. Apart from that, they did not have any other weapons that could play a big role on the battlefield - spears, shields, or even crossbows.

Raven intends to use these 100 people to liberate the heavy cavalry?
It would be better to send 100 women here, maybe it could distract Sean's soldiers.

Amused by his own thoughts, Viscount Sean smiled and waved his hand:

"Tell the 3rd Battalion to send two squads to drive these people away, and the rest of the team should continue to carry out the previous orders."

"Keep an eye on those heavy cavalry!"

At the same time, Hoyaz was also on his way to charge.

His heartbeat was getting faster and faster.

All kinds of thoughts come to mind.

Why didn't the other party react? Could it be that he hasn't been discovered yet?
What should we do if we encounter a ranged army? We don’t have shields, and we will definitely suffer damage when facing crossbows!

If I fail this time, it will be my fault. If...

Hoyaz's mind was extremely confused and he didn't even know what he was thinking, but his movements were still very firm and he ran in the front with big strides.

When they were less than 200 meters away, the enemy's formation finally changed. Two teams of men broke out and headed towards Hoyaz and others.

Hoyaz licked his lips.

2 standard-sized squads, with sword and shield soldiers in front and spearmen in the back, arranged in 3 rows, with no long-range firepower.

Standard infantry battle formation.

These two teams had no intention of taking the initiative to attack. Obviously, the order they received was to stop Hoyaz and his men.

The two sides are getting closer and closer.

At 100 meters, the two teams raised their shields and guns and prepared to fight.

At 50 meters, seeing that a collision was inevitable, the two teams of people took the initiative to push forward.

But at this time, Hoyaz and other orphans stopped almost at the same time.

Years of training have enabled them to develop an instinctive grasp of attack distance.

"Ready--" Hoyaz shouted loudly.

His right hand reached across his waist, and with great skill, he took out the short spear and held it in his hand.

The left leg is in front and the right leg is behind, the body is tilted to the right and rear, the waist is tightened, the left hand is straight, and all the strength is pressed on the right hand.

Just when the power accumulates to its peak.

A word burst out from Hoyaz's throat:

"cast!!!"

Whoop, whoop, whoop——

When 107 short spears flew into the air, the heavy and orderly sound of breaking through the air was as deafening as a waterfall falling from a hundred-meter-high cliff!
They cast a shadow over the heads of the two hundred-man teams, and then smashed down with a loud bang!

If a waterfall hits a reef, it will only crush you to pieces; but under this waterfall created by spears, it is the flesh and blood reefs that are crushed!
The shield was easily smashed and the leather armor was torn apart like rags.

Amid the muffled sound of sharp weapons entering flesh, figures fell one after another!

The blood splattered into mist and also flowed into gullies on the ground.

The ground was covered with flesh and broken limbs, and even the living were splattered with blood.

Some people did not die immediately.

Some of them were nailed to the ground by short spears and could not survive, but they could not die for a while.

Some had lost their limbs and were uttering meaningless groans.

Those who were still alive gradually realized what had happened.

"what!!!"

"Do not!!!!"

"Mother--"

Cries of panic rang out one after another!
This was the first time that Hoyaz had come into such close contact with the battlefield. The feeling was completely different from when he was on the back of the Wind King, and it was completely incomparable to the training ground.

The targets in the training ground won't bleed or be covered in shit and urine.

Not afraid of the power of the spear.

It will not bring people a sense of accomplishment!
The smell of blood did not make Hoyaz feel nauseous or frightened. Instead, it made him more excited than ever before.

The excellence of the flying squadron has never only been due to the Wind King himself!
Then, just when he was about to launch another round of spear throwing, the two opposing teams suddenly scattered!

Yes, Hoyaz remembered that Simon had said that an army that could withstand 20% combat damage without collapsing could already be considered elite.

The other side lost more than one-third of their 1 men at once!
Hoyaz waved his arm: "Follow me, continue the attack!!"

Viscount Sean saw all of this.

I just felt my face burning.

Sean admitted that the effect of the spear-throwing tactic was indeed amazing, and the casualties it caused also surprised him.

But after all, the other side only had about 100 people!

Moreover, Sean saw that the 100 or so enemy soldiers stopped for a while when they rushed to the position where the two teams of men had stayed before, and picked up the shields and spears left behind by the previous defeated soldiers.

He looks like he has never seen the world!
Do you think of me as your logistics support force?
Sean was so angry that he laughed and started thinking of a countermeasure.

Send more people to intercept them?

"No..." Sean shook his head, rejecting the idea.

Judging from the combat effectiveness shown by the current 100 people, if we want to defeat them safely, at least 500 people must be transferred over.

But in this case, it would be difficult for the remaining troops in his hands to contain the heavy cavalry.

"Pass the order down, change to a loose formation, but do not attack without my order!"

In Sean's opinion, although the spears of these 100 people had great killing power, that was all they could do.

Although javelins are good, they weigh 7-9 pounds. How much can they carry?
In order to maintain physical strength, 3 or 4 sticks should be the limit!
Once the javelins are used up, these 100 people will be of no use.

What happened next did not go beyond Sean's expectations.

The 100 men approached the army and launched three consecutive waves of spears.

Watching his soldiers being killed by short spears, Sean's mouth twitched in pain.

All in all, that’s nearly 300 people!
Moreover, these people were not serf soldiers, but real full-time soldiers.

I also felt a little frustrated that I could only take the beating and couldn't fight back.

But the good news is that tactical goals are still on track.

"Damn it, wait until the central battlefield decides the outcome..." Sean stared at Hoyaz and the others with gritted teeth as he looked at the corpses that were being cleared out of the battle formation.
"I'm going to arrest you all and hang you one by one!"

Under his hateful gaze, Hoyaz led a group of orphans and took off the last short spears on their backs.

Sean felt no wavering.

Shoot, shoot!
This is the 5th round, it should be the last one.

The sooner it ends the better.

The spears pierced the sky and slammed into Sean's army.

This time, the sound of the spears was a little strange, with a sharp whistle. Hundreds of them sounded at the same time, making people's ears hurt.

With the previous lesson in mind, Sean's army was positioned very sparsely this time, with less than 30 people killed.

It even gave Sean a strange feeling that "it's okay, not many people died."

However, just when Sean thought he could catch his breath.

From the tips of those spears, thick green mist burst out!!!
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(End of this chapter)