Imperial Crown.

Chapter 334: Darkening three times stronger?
Compared with the hard fighting on the central front, the Eagle Army's right wing seemed much more relaxed.

Lancha is in charge of commanding this battlefield.

"A mob." Lancha stood on the command platform and shook his head slightly.

It was also a battle of few against many, but the disparity in troop strength that Lancha faced this time was even more exaggerated than when Raven fought against his father Du Duo before.

雷文那时是1万对3万，兰察这边却是3000对3各军团、足足17000士兵。

The reason for this comment is not because Lancha's tactical command is better than Raven's, but because the battlefield is different.

Raven and Du Duo were engaged in a purely field battle, while Lancha was guarding a slope with his back against the east gate of the camp.

The range in which the Aivor army can deploy its forces is less than 400 meters. Even if they are arranged in a dense formation, the soldiers who can directly engage with Lancha's troops are only three rows, about 3 people.

Behind Lancha, auxiliary soldiers on the shooting tower were continuously shooting crossbow arrows.

Before the actual battle, he had time to prepare the battlefield, so he filled the periphery with chevaux de frise and deer horns to delay time.

At present, this method seems to be successful. Before the actual battle, the other side has lost at least 1200 people.

The task that Raven assigned to him was to withstand the opponent's offensive no matter what - not to kill the enemy, but to hold on!

But Lancha's sense of honor would not allow him to just sit here and eat and wait to die.

On the one hand, Lancha wanted to win more military merits for his soldiers so that they could live a more comfortable life.

On the other hand, he is also executing the justice in his heart.

He had heard of, and witnessed with his own eyes, the atrocities committed by the armies of Palmer and Faraday.

Even he had to admit that although Raven's methods of commanding the army were corrupt, dirty, and full of the stench of money, at least the Eagle Army would not harm the serfs and the people.

Lancha couldn't imagine what kind of tragic revenge the people of Tiehua District would suffer if Raven lost.

Therefore, he had to inflict enough casualties on the enemy here - every extra person he killed would save one more serf!
As corpses fell one after another in the rain of arrows, Eivor's army finally removed the last layer of barricades and rushed forward howling.

Lancha immediately ordered: "Retreat to the second line of defense!"

The order was conveyed along with trumpets and flag signals. The soldiers in the front turned around and retreated without any hesitation.

The Eivor army, which had been passively beaten for half a day, rushed up impatiently, wanting to stab the Lancha army from behind!

However, an accident happened at this moment.

"what--"

"Do not--"

"Mother--"

Screams and screams came one after another, followed by a series of teeth-grinding sounds of bones breaking.

Just behind the last row of antlers and in front of where the Lancha army was originally standing, there was a deep pit covered by branches and loose soil.

The pit was filled with sharpened wooden sticks!
This pit only took one night to build, so it is not very deep, only about 2 meters, and about 1.5 meters wide. As long as you are well prepared, you can easily jump over it.

But the problem is that when most of the Eivor soldiers saw the miserable plight of their comrades in front of them, their first reaction was to stop charging immediately.

But the soldiers in the rear had no idea what was happening and continued to crowd forward.

The tragedy broke out.

One by one, the Eivor soldiers were pushed into the pit in despair by their own people.

Some tall people can use their palms to support themselves on the other side of the pit, but they cannot pull themselves up in a short time and will be knocked down by the people behind them.

They were pierced by the sharp wooden sticks and the weapons in the hands of their comrades, and their necks, ankles and bodies were twisted into various shapes.

Soon the deep pit was filled to the bottom, and the soldiers who fell into it would not die immediately.

But that doesn't mean they can survive.

Because the next falling soldier will press them tightly on the corpse, and as the weight on their bodies becomes heavier, they can only exhale all the air in their lungs through the narrow gap, until their internal organs are pressed out of their throats, and then they will truly die.

When this information was delivered to Jared, the commander of Eivor's left wing, by a messenger, the hole was almost filled.

"Lancha!" Jialide's face was as black as the bottom of a pot:

"You are a holy knight of the church, yet you would resort to such despicable means!"

"A hypocritical hypocrite, no wonder he is so afraid of death and joins Raven!"

3 legions, 17000 troops, before actually fighting with the enemy, they had already lost nearly 3000 people!
What he was facing were just 3000 rubbish soldiers who had just suffered a defeat!

"Sir, the commander of the 3rd Legion has requested to retreat and reorganize. His troops can no longer hold on." The messenger continued.

Jia Lide was so angry that he almost laughed: "Retreating now, are you preparing to let the other side reorganize the antlers and chevaux de frise?"

"At this point, he still wants to conserve his strength? Let him keep charging! When he encounters the enemy's soldiers, then we can talk about retreating!"

When the news reached the front line, the commander of the Third Legion sighed grimly and had to give orders. He personally walked to the front of the team with a shield in hand.

As a baron, since he has to go to the battlefield, he naturally needs his own guards.

Unlike those consumables that were pieced together, the 200 people around him were all elites that he personally trained, spending a lot of time, money and energy.

But there was no way. If he dared to retreat now, Faraday would definitely kill him and swallow up his territory.

200 elite guards were pushed to the front line. Except for a few close-fitting soldiers wearing chain mail, most of them were wearing double-layer leather armor - iron-attached leather armor produced by Eagle Territory.

They held up heavy shields to resist the constant barrage of bullets from the city walls.

"Ready—jump!"

The legion commander shouted an order, then took the lead and leaped, landing steadily on the other side of the pit. Behind him, 200 elite soldiers also jumped over!

At this moment, the Lancha soldiers who had retreated a lot suddenly raised their weapons and rushed forward!

"Raise your shield!"

Following the legion commander's shout, 200 shields were raised high!
boom--

The first row to rush up was a group of Lancha soldiers holding shields.

There was a certain slope around the camp, and they rushed down from a high position. Although they were only wearing leather armor, they had the momentum of heavy armored infantry and bumped into the 200 elite soldiers who had just crossed the deep pit without any hesitation!

In just that instant, dozens of Eivor elite soldiers screamed, lost their balance, and fell into the pit.

The rest of the people were not having an easy time either; they were thrown into disarray and on the verge of collapse!
Then came the second row of Lancha soldiers who rushed up, thrusting their spears over the shoulders of the soldiers in the front row and stabbing out fiercely!
Next up is the third row!

Amid screams, blood spurted out, and bodies fell backwards into the pit.

This round of recoil wiped out all 200 of Eivor's elite soldiers who had crossed the deep pit. Only a dozen or so guys including the Legion Commander who were either lucky or powerful managed to survive.

"Follow me!" The legion commander knew that he had no way to retreat. The only way to survive was to continue charging forward and create enough footholds for the subsequent troops.

The germanium-yellow earth qi lit up on his shield, and he bent his body and rushed forward like a runaway carriage!

With a crack, the shield in the hand of the Lancha soldier in front of him broke into pieces, and the whole person was pushed backwards by the shield, knocking down two comrades behind him.

But at this moment, the legion commander suddenly felt that both of his feet tripped over something at the same time, and he flew into the air and fell to the ground with a plop.

This injury was not enough to make him lose his fighting ability. He turned over and was about to stand up, just in time to see seven or eight spears being pulled back from the place where he had just run.

A look of shock appeared on his face.

The legion commander realized that it was the enemy's spearmen who thrust their spears horizontally and tripped him!
After shock comes fear.

If Lancha Jun is so skilled in fighting against heavy armored infantry, then it means that his life has entered the countdown!
The same is true.

Before the legion commander could stand up from the ground, more than a dozen spears stabbed at him from all directions.

The locations of the stabs were also very particular, mainly concentrated on the shoulders, knees and ankles, which effectively neutralized the legion commander's strength and made his hope of getting up come to nothing.

Then there's the huge stone hammer! This is a tool commonly used in quarries, but it's also very cost-effective for dealing with heavy armor.

bang——

The stone hammer hit the legion commander's face hard, and the flying gravel made his nose sore and his head dizzy, as if he had drunk a barrel of liquor in one breath, and his head was buzzing.

Then, before the legion commander could come to his senses, another heavy hammer struck!
He completely lost consciousness.

As the commander of the 3rd Legion was dragged back to the rear of the line like a dead dog by the Lancha Army, the outposts of the entire Eivor army dared not move forward anymore.

Even though the Lancha army had already retreated under the order, even though they only needed a light leap to jump over the shallow pit that was less than half a meter deep.

The chaos in the front spread to the rear, and the news of the legion commander's death also reached Jared's ears.

"Waste—" Jared pounded his knee so hard that the wooden bench beneath him groaned under the weight.

The commander of the 3rd Legion is dead.

Even if the 3rd Legion was gone, Jared wouldn't feel bad.

But what should he do with the remaining two legions?

The 2nd Legion was directly under the command of Marquis Faraday and was not easy to consume; the 4th Legion consisted mostly of his own men.

Now that the commander of the 3rd Legion has died in battle, the entire legion can basically be declared collapsed and is no longer usable.

Either let the 2nd Army take over, or let the 4th Army attack.

The former offends the Marquis, and the latter harms himself. It is not a good deal no matter how you look at it.

"Lancha!!!"

This tangled situation made Jared grit his teeth.

When did you become so good at fighting?
How come the soldiers under your command are so good at fighting?
With such ability, how did you lose to Raven? Do you dislike Du Duo and have wanted him dead for a long time?
Or, just like in the novel, by joining Raven, one gains some dark wisdom and power?
"Oh my, why is Viscount Jared so out of control?" A sweet voice appeared in the corner of the tent.

Jared turned around in shock, and when he saw the person coming, he heaved a sigh of relief:
"It's Ms. Ernada, why are you here?"

That was the woman who had appeared on the shooting tower of the Total Sighs Wall, a dark elf with excellent archery skills.

Ernada's clothes were in the usual dark elf style.

Specifically, it manifests itself in extreme savings on fabric.

Except for two straps on the shoulders hooked with a piece of cloth in front of the chest, the entire upper body, whether it is the neck, collarbone or chest, is exposed smoothly. Not only the sexy waist and belly button are not covered, but the back is even more smooth.

She was wearing extremely tight hunting leather pants on her lower body. In order to facilitate movement, there was no cloth at the knees and sides of the thighs, which clearly revealed the curves of her thighs and buttocks.

The most eye-catching thing is the red thorn tattoo on her right wrist.

The tattoo was like a bracelet, as if it contained some kind of power and was constantly emitting a soft red light.

The features on that oval face are delicate and charming. Although her skin is dark, her lips are quite pink and plump.

Ernada opened her red lips and said, "I am under the order of Marquis Faraday to inspect the entire battlefield. From what I can see, among the three battlefields on the left, center and right, only your battlefield is the most difficult to handle."

Jared's expression froze, and then he said with some guilt:

"Well, Madam, please tell Marquis Faraday that it's not that I didn't work hard, but the commander of the 3rd Legion is holding the entire army back!"

"He was very confident at the beginning, saying that he would definitely win. His family is a meritorious family that has experienced many wars, so I sent him up!"

"Who would have thought that he would be so useless?"

"It's really not my fault!"

"Please wait for a moment. I will launch another offensive soon and will definitely capture the traitor Lancha alive and hand him over to Marquis Faraday!"

Ernada giggled, and the fabric on her body fluttered, revealing more of the scenery.

It's a familiar and disgusting political smell.

Shifting blame, taking credit and making wishes, the intrigues among the human race are no different from those within the dark elves.

With a hint of amusement on her lips, Ernada chuckled:
"Lord Jared is truly loyal and brave. Are you sure you want me to repay you in this way?"

Just as he was about to nod, Jared suddenly felt something was wrong, so he changed the tone and asked tentatively: "Uh, how did you plan to repay me?"

"Of course I'm telling the truth." Ernada fiddled with the red thorn tattoo on her right wrist. "After all, this involves the transfer of two legions."

"Two legions?" Jared was stunned.

Ernada nodded: "Marquis Faraday's 7th Legion, and Earl Palmer's 6th Legion."

A hint of excitement immediately flashed across Jared's stiff face: "You mean, I can get their support?"

"Hmm." Ernada smiled and said, "Otherwise, why me?"

"Then I'll leave it to you!" Jared licked his lips, "When this war is over, I can give you whatever you want!"

"I hope so." Ernada slowly stepped back, and finally her figure disappeared in the shadow in the corner of the tent.

Soon after, smoke and dust rose in the distance, and two legions of Eivor's army marched to the edge of the battlefield.

They only wore the cheapest leather armor and had only a short knife on their waist for self-defense.

But everyone held a hard bow in his hand that was as tall as a person!
Akrui's pupils shrank, and he immediately shouted an order: "Execute Plan 3, immediately!!!"

Plan No. 3 is a purely defensive plan.

From the rear of the army, modified four-wheeled carriages were pushed to the front of the army. On each carriage was a wooden board nearly two meters high. When they were put together, they formed a wooden wall!

Amid the dense rain of arrows behind the camp, the two newly arrived legions deployed their battle formations, slowly approached, then raised their longbows high and shot out arrows one after another.

The long-range troops of two legions were divided into four rounds of shooting. Each round of volley could release nearly 4 feather arrows, almost instantly suppressing the shooting towers behind the camp so that they could not raise their heads.

It was like a series of nail shots flying from the sky!

The arrows landed on the wooden board, creating a loud noise like waves hitting rocks, which continued densely!

One feather arrow might not be able to do anything to those wooden walls.

What about 10? 100? 1000? 10000?

Quantitative change will lead to qualitative change.

Under the impact of round after round of feather arrows, the wooden boards began to break, and the Lancha soldiers who were only wearing leather armor raised their shields one after another!

But if the wooden boards are broken, how much more so the shields?

Blood was like water splashing in the rain, blooming amid screams, and the soldiers' lives were disappearing at an alarming speed!
Lancha's body was shaking.

It was because even with the fighting spirit supporting him, he had been hit by several arrows.

It is because these soldiers are the veterans left by his father and the hope of the family, and each of them has irreplaceable value.

But now people are dying every minute and every second!

Rush out now and fight with the other party?
No.

While the four-wheeled carriage served as a cover, it also blocked the way of their own army. If they tried to move it away and then charge forward under the hail of arrows, they would only die more quickly!

If they retreat back into the city walls, the army in front of them will be liberated.

Whether it is forcibly attacking the camp, breaking down the wall, or starting to attack the center or the left wing, the battle situation will lead to collapse!

Not to mention that Raven won't let him go, Lancha himself can't forgive himself!
How can I do……

what to do! ?

……

(End of this chapter)