Dynasty Conquest

Chapter 774 Marshal Died
A cold light filled the sky, and countless sharp hatchets whizzed towards the Iron Army formation, splashing blood everywhere.

Ahhhhh!
Those unprotected bayonet soldiers immediately became the first batch of victims. Facing these sharp and heavy battle axes, they had no way to hide and were slaughtered.

"Forward!" Seeing the barbarians throwing battle axes, the young general Liu Ting swung his epee, and the stagnant army burst forward again.

The corpses of the barbarians were piled up on the ground. The Hanhai soldiers stepped on the puddles of corpses all over the ground, and with countless tomahawks flying over their heads, they roared and rolled forward. The crazy momentum was suffocating.

Puchi!A battle ax cut off the neck of the Hanhai soldier who was striding forward, bleeding profusely. The Hanhai spearman fell in a pool of blood, and the vacant position was quickly replaced, and the army formation did not stop.

On the vast battlefield, the steel army of tens of thousands of people went upstream amidst the blood and death, facing the barbarian warriors all over the mountains and plains, their courage was astonishing.

After only advancing 100 meters, the steel formation formed by the Marshal's Personal Guard Division was completely stripped of one layer, and none of the two thousand bayonet soldiers in the front line survived, revealing the sword and shield soldiers.

"Kill kill!"

"Kill kill!"

The soldiers of Hanhai Sword and Shield hit the shield with their swords, their murderous aura shook the sky, and they roared like a tsunami in the face of the barbarian soldiers who rushed over.

"Roar!"

The barbarian warrior roared like a wild beast, charging savagely, and with the muffled bang, his body collided with the iron shield.

Hanhai soldiers took the opportunity to swing their sabers, and the blood sprayed. The barbarian warrior's head was chopped off, and the headless corpse fell to the ground, and was soon trampled into a pulp by thousands of combat boots.

The mighty barbarian warriors were terrifyingly powerful. Many Hanhai sword and shield soldiers were knocked to the ground. The face looked extremely hideous.

This is a collision of strength and courage. The battle line between the two sides is constantly roaring and killing, and the blood has become a blood curtain, and countless heads and bodies are flying.

The barbarians are powerful in combat and are not afraid of death. Soldiers in the vast sea never retreat, relying on the army formation to carry them to the end. The two sides are like two angry bulls, pushing together, and countless people will fall in a pool of blood every moment.

"Kill! Kill!" The young general Liu Ting was covered in blood, and the epee in his hand was slashing to the left. Those barbarian soldiers who rushed to him turned into headless corpses.

The Hanhai soldiers of the Guards Division were also red-eyed. They kept roaring and swiping their knives, chopping, making the sound of bones breaking, blood bursting, and heavy breathing.

This is a battlefield of flesh and blood, and people fall every moment. Even the most elite veterans can't survive 2 minutes, which is extremely cruel.

"Your Royal Highness, I suggest attacking from the flanks." Nanchuan Sergeant Zhou Rui suggested to the bloody Shaoman King Xing Tian.

Nanchuan Sergeant Zhou Rui and his fifty companions from the Nanchuan Army have become the barbarian's military advisors, because they have experienced many battles, and their military quality is much better than these barbarian soldiers who only know how to fight and charge.

Of course, Nanchuan Army's helping the barbarians train their troops is also part of the covenant between the two parties. Zhou Rui and the others are just the first batch of military advisers.

They helped the barbarians take down the city wall built by the Hanhai Empire without any effort, and they have already won the respect of the barbarians. Facing Zhou Rui's proposal, the young barbarian king Xing Tian agreed without hesitation.

The young barbarian king Xing Tian waved his hand, and a capable barbarian leader immediately led thousands of barbarian fighters towards the left wing of the vast sea formation.

Facing the simple-minded barbarians, the Vast Sea Defense Force's tactics are extremely simple, that is, form an formation to consume their vital strength and win through the strength of the team.

The barbarians are just the opposite. What they worship is individual bravery, and they are not very interested in teamwork. This has led to their repeated defeats. Now that there are Nanchuan Army advisors, this situation has naturally been greatly improved. .

All the elite forces of the Han Navy Array were deployed in front of the array, because they were under the greatest pressure from the barbarian attacks, and only the strongest soldiers could block them.

In the rear of their formation are archers and some skirmishers, which are not strong and belong to long-range support units.

But now thousands of barbarians started to attack from the weak flanks of the Han Navy Formation. Facing these murderous barbarian fighters, the archers who had no melee ability hurriedly retreated to avoid them, and the sword and shield soldiers stepped forward to block them.

But in the face of the ferocious barbarian warriors, the temporary deployment of swords and shields was smashed to pieces before they formed an array, and the seemingly invincible steel army array was cut off by Lanyao.

Without the protection of the powerful infantry, those crossbowmen immediately became lambs waiting to be slaughtered. The wooden crossbows in their hands could not stop the sharp battle axes at all. There were constant rattles and screams. These carefully cultivated crossbows The hands were slaughtered.

The personal guard division led by Liu Ting shrank by half in an instant. Facing the barbarian soldiers rushing up like a tide, thousands of soldiers in the vast sea were like small boats in the wind and waves, which might be destroyed at any time.

"Reinforce quickly!" Marshal Orlando of the border guards at the rear also saw the crisis of the Guard Division, and hurriedly commanded the assembled troops to rush forward, trying to join the Guard Division.

However, these hastily assembled troops were already on an unstable footing, and now they were going to attack again. Facing the barbarians who rushed over, they fell into a melee in an instant, unable to move an inch.

Orlando watched helplessly as the most elite bodyguard regiment in his hands faced the siege of the ant-like barbarian fighters and kept shrinking. Even though he shouted his throat, the troops behind still couldn't rush through. Too much.

"Master Marshal! The granary is on fire!" Suddenly a soldier shouted in horror.

Orlando looked around in the blink of an eye, and saw that the granary of the rear camp was on fire at the moment, and a barbarian army had already invaded from the rear camp, destroying the rations they had stored.

The situation on the battlefield was already passive, but now that the rations were lost, it would undoubtedly make things worse, and the morale of the Hanhai soldiers who were caught in a bitter battle would fluctuate.

From the outset, the engagement was brutal, with vengeful rage on one side and well-trained Imperial soldiers on the other, a brutal war of attrition.

The barbarian soldiers attacked bravely and wanted to take down the barracks of the Hanhai Empire. The soldiers of Hanhai fought to the death without retreating. If they wanted to hold this place, the two sides would fight for every inch of land and would not give up an inch of land.

The corpses covered the battlefield and were piled up. The soldiers with red eyes were fighting on the pile of corpses. The blood was dripping and flowing into a small canal. The air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

The fierce battle continued until the evening. Facing a steady stream of barbarian fighters, the exhausted Hanhai soldiers were cut down to the ground, and many regiments were defeated. With the death of a large number of senior generals, the general situation was over.

Marshal Orlando, who was covered in blood, did not escape, and led more than 300 remnants to stand surrounded by the vast barbarian warriors. His eyes were full of unwillingness and despair, but he refused to surrender.

"Kill them all! Not one left!" the Shaoman King ruthlessly ordered.

"Kill!" The barbarian warriors rushed up violently, and with the sound of fierce fighting, they quickly drowned the remaining Hanhai soldiers, and the once incomparably beautiful Marshal Orlando died in a fierce battle.

(End of this chapter)