Lord of all tribes

Chapter 211 The Battle Hymn Begins!
"Trash, go away!"

Suddenly there was a loud shout, and a middle-aged man with a rough face rode forward and yelled at the soldiers.

"Are you going to challenge the authority of my Bernard? Young knight!"

The middle-aged man fixed his gaze on Hans, as if he could stare his opponent to death.

"Authority?" Hans sneered, "Since when did you develop authority? Talking about authority in front of me, Garadi, is beyond your control!"

"Hehe. I know that your Garadi leaders are not weak, but how many elites can you survive after the beast horde has just gone through?" When Kai's troops lined up neatly, his expressions changed slightly, but in an instant, such changes disappeared.

Although he didn't check it carefully, based on years of war experience, House had already roughly estimated the number of enemy troops in his mind.

It won't exceed one thousand. Don't look at the huge crowd, but many of them are civilians wearing ordinary linen clothes. Such a commoner House still has five thousand under his hand.

The army of one thousand wanted to show off their power here, House sneered disdainfully in his heart, and when it came to the army guarding the magic crystal mine, he brought a total of three thousand people!

Although the soldiers in front of them were wearing the same armor and the formation was quite neat, what did that matter?

Anyway, House didn't believe how many elite soldiers the Galactica would have to dispatch after experiencing the chaos of the beast horde just now. The big deal was that some newly recruited recruits trained for a few days longer and had more ability to stand in line.

Then put on brand new armor pretendingly, can this be called elite?
House was full of confidence. If he hadn't been afraid of accidents, he would have ordered his army to wipe out the thousand black armor troops in front of him.

"I just want to ask you one question, are you going to retreat or fight!"

Hans roared, shaking House's ears sorely.

"You're looking for death! Even if Luo Lin came here, he wouldn't dare to be so presumptuous to me. Are you really not afraid that I will destroy you, you bastard?"

House was really furious this time. He thought he had shown enough sincerity, but the black armored man in front of him didn't seem to appreciate it at all.
"war!"

"Battle! Fight! Fight!"

The battle song starts, the clouds fly, and the blood clouds condense, seize the day and night!

The first battle after the disappearance of winter has begun!

A thousand soldiers in heavy armor followed behind Hans, took firm steps, raised their swords in their hands, and rushed towards their enemies.

Three thousand militiamen disguised as miners put down their hammers and mining hoes, pulled out their sabers and waist knives, and followed closely behind a thousand heavily armored soldiers with a determined attitude, and also attacked forward.

Baron House looked at all this dumbly. Although he really wanted to wipe out the Galadic army who wanted to compete with him for the magic crystal mine, his reason kept telling him that for the great ambition in his heart and target, he must restrain himself.

Baron House thinks that he should be the one who controls the start and end of the war. If he doesn't want to start a war, the war will always stagnate.

But what's the matter with the voice of invitation to fight in front of him?

And shouldn't those crowded together wearing ordinary linen clothes be the most cowardly and most fearful of death civilians?

When did they have such courage and perseverance to brazenly launch an attack?

House wanted to open his mouth to say something several times, but in the end no sound came out.

He just watched dumbly as more than a thousand black-armored soldiers holding cold-light swords and thousands of 'miners' wearing ordinary linen clothes rushed towards his camp.

It wasn't until a ray of bright red blood spattered on his face that House woke up from his astonishment.

He watched the soldier who had just been scolded by him righteously block several flying javelins for him.

The black javelin pierced through the soldier's thin armor and thin body, finally revealing the point of the spear soaked in scarlet blood.

"Rush up, rush up for me! Kill them all!"

House did not expect the war to come so fast and so suddenly, which completely overturned his thorough understanding of war.

According to common sense, isn't war a very rigorous matter?
At least a basic understanding between the two parties is needed, how can there be such a direct lead to rush forward
House hugged the soldier who blocked several javelins for himself, grabbed the exposed spear head with both hands, and dragged the soldier's body back quickly.

"Fortunately, there is still a meat pad!" House secretly rejoiced.

When the soldiers on his own side reacted and rushed up, House breathed a sigh of relief, kicked the corpse in front of him away, and muttered, "I will treat your family well."

The war is fully launched on this magic crystal mine!

The current forces around the Magic Crystal Mine include the Garrady and Bernards who are at war, as well as the Molus of the Baron Merlin, the Captive Song of the Baron Jacob, and the Landin of the August Knights.

The other three forces that did not participate in the war consciously avoided the battle zone in the center, and went to all quiet places to continue mining the magic crystal mine without stopping.

Stopping for a quarter of an hour is calculated based on the profit of hundreds of gold coins. The leaders of these three forces are not so stupid, wasting time and energy on fighting with other forces.

As far as they are concerned, it is best for other forces to fight on their own, and only they are left to mine the original magic crystal ore. In this way, all the benefits will belong to them.
A thousand heavily armored heavy infantry led by Hans formed a conical formation and swept forward in small units.

The shields made of fine iron in their hands blocked a wave of enemy spears stabbing horizontally. In an instant, bright swords and swords suddenly appeared in the gap between the two shields. All the enemy spearmen who made the next wave of stabbing were slashed and killed.

The enemy was cut into small phalanxes by the black armored army. They struggled to break through the blockade of the phalanx and break out, but those black armored soldiers wearing black armor, holding round shields and swords were their nightmare .

Every time they have such thoughts, they will always be suppressed by the black armor army with a tyrannical posture, and it will go round and round again and again.

Wearing ordinary sackcloth and armed with swords, the militia led by three thousand Galatians moved quickly, gradually strengthening the small phalanx formed by the black-armored soldiers, and using the swords in their hands to slash the enemy troops trapped in the phalanx one by one. Die, stabbed to death with a chaotic sword!
The battle situation is one-sided
(End of this chapter)