My name is Ren

Chapter 585 Life is a thing that can only bloom in its brightest color when it dies!

West Line
The wind blew and the sand covered the sky like an apocalypse, pressing down on the second war fortress on the Western Front, Fort Sen Elistan. The novices on the wall subconsciously clenched the weapons in their hands, and the sweat on their palms let the weapons The handshake kept getting slippery, and they kept scraping the edge of the armor with their hands, dripping off the sweat from their palms.They are new recruits, and there are many veterans. Although the veterans have serious expressions, they are not necessarily nervous.

As a veteran of the army, it is not once or twice to deal with the full moon people. From being nervous like a recruit at the beginning, to gradually being able to treat him with a normal heart, what he has experienced is not just fighting.

And injuries, bleeding, death!
Being able to survive is naturally blessed by the God of Light.

If you can't survive and die on the battlefield, it is not only an honorable thing, but your soul will return to the Kingdom of God after death, so there is nothing to worry about.

The only thing that made these veterans a little unhappy was that the battle broke out by a coincidence, just as the sandstorm broke out. For the full moon people living in the center of the desert, this is simply the help given to them by the sun god!They are not afraid of sandstorms, and have even mastered how to use the power of sandstorms to attack the border fortress of the Orlando Empire from sandstorms.Under the doomsday-like wild sand and storm, countless sandman rode a kind of war horse called Huma, which is unique to the desert, and rushed towards the castle frantically.

Because the desert is full of sand, it is difficult for ordinary war horses or mounts to charge smoothly on the sandy ground. The huge friction and fluidity of the sand can easily cause accidents to charge ordinary war horses or mounts.But Huma is different. In order to adapt to the environment in the desert, this branch of horses has evolved different characteristics from other horses.Their hooves are very special. The lower part of the hoof is like a conical spike, which can penetrate into the soft sand well during running, and at the same time, the special shape can reduce friction.

The upper part of the hoof is like a disc, and after the spikes on the lower part penetrate the sand, the disc will get stuck on the surface of the desert.Such hooves can provide Huma with great explosive power while also providing better stability.Of course, there are advantages and disadvantages. Huma can't get out of the desert. If their hooves allow them to walk in the plains, it will be a disaster.

However, the Full Moon people never considered using Huma to conquer the world. They only needed to use Huma to conquer the seven fortresses on the Western Front.At that time, they will naturally put on normal mounts and continue to attack the hinterland of the Orlando Empire.In these years, under the full moon golden tent, not only a large number of horses have been bred, but also a large number of normal war horses have been bred, just for such a day.

At this time, they waved the pockets in their hands, shouted the native language of the Shaman, and rushed towards the Fort of Sun Elistan like a torrent.The bag contained yellow sand soaked in water. The city wall of Sen Elistan Fort was 13 meters high. The full moon people who lacked trees and wood could not make a large number of boarding vehicles to break the city, but they thought of a better way. The best way is to cast a ramp leading to the top of the wall.

They will soak the sand with water. The wet sand will not flow well, but it will definitely not affect Huma's charge.A large amount of wet sand will be thrown under a certain section of the city wall by way of throwing, and the charge of tens of thousands of people only takes two to three 10 minutes, enough to pile up a complete ramp, allowing them to rush directly to the top of the wall!

This method of warfare is also the usual tactics of the full moon people. Since the period of the Holy Empire, they have continued to use this tactic to harass civilized society.Although this tactic has been born for hundreds of years, until today, there is no good way to crack it.

The wet sand itself has many characteristics. Even if they use kerosene to pour down the slope and ignite it, they only need to throw another round of sand to extinguish the flames.The fire oil in a fort is limited, and it is impossible to use it in such a place, so many times, the Desi will let them charge up the wall.

Huma's hooves are destined to lose the ability to bear weight the moment they rush up to the city wall. These powerful full moon sandman knights also had to abandon their mounts and jump off their horses to fight against the main force of the Desi people who were armed to the teeth. fight.If it is possible to say that the Desi people are not as good as these full moon sandman who lived on horseback from birth, but when it comes to infantry hand-to-hand combat, that is the weakness of the sandman.

This is why the Seven Heroes of the Western Front can be nailed to the edge of the desert like a nail. If the Full Moon people are not willing to pay huge casualties, they will not be able to fight in.Similarly, if they are unwilling to pay even greater casualties, the Desi will not be able to fight.

But now, the full moon people are playing for real.

The torrent of countless full moon knights split in two in front of Fort Sen Elistan in an instant. Countless black unsealed pockets filled with wet sand were thrown under the walls of Fort Sen Elistan like raindrops, and then hid Go behind Sen Elistan Castle and escape the sandstorm.

The strong wind helped these sand savages, and the thrown cloth bags were blown farther with the help of the strong wind, and more dust was stuck to the wet sand.Bags of sand were thrown under the city wall, and the faces of the recruits on the city wall turned pale.Seeing the higher and higher piles of sand getting closer and closer to the top of the city wall, some young people who participated in the battle for the first time had their legs trembling.

Seeing that the time was almost up, the veterans immediately began to order, "Go, bring all the horses over."

There is also a reason for bringing the rejection horse over at this time.The refusal horse was released early, and there was another sandbag on the saddle of the Shaman's Huma saddle. They could quickly pile up sand piles under another section of the city wall, avoiding the city wall with refusal horses, so the refusal horse had to be piled near the sand pile. It can only be placed when it reaches the position of the top of the wall.

The width of the city wall of Sun Elistan Fort is much narrower than that of the inland cities and Tiebiguan, only about four meters.This is because the people of the full moon do not have any large siege equipment or heavy-duty city-breaking weapons, so the city wall does not need to be so thick.Nearly four meters wide is enough to make the full moon people helpless, and the purpose of being so narrow is to better cooperate with rejecting horses.

In order to avoid bumping into the rejecting horse and being stabbed into a sieve, they must jump up when they are close to the rejecting horse. This jump, it is very likely that they will skip it and fall directly from the other side.

Falling from the 13-meter-high city wall, even if you have the strength of level [-] or [-], will not be too comfortable, not to mention that the inside of the city wall is covered with all kinds of sharp spears. Up is a dead end.

Special environments develop special tactics and special coordination.

"Pay attention to the sandstorm, prepare to hide!", the veterans kept shouting, and at the same time hung the hook on the belt in the iron ring behind the battlement. The fortress above already had a whole set of countermeasures.

The wall stacks protruding from the city wall are larger and wider than those in the interior, and can hide about five people. As long as you don't jump up in the sandstorm, basically there will be no accidents.

When the full moon knights all circled to the back of the Fort Sen Elistan to avoid the sandstorm, the sandstorm came.

The sky darkened in an instant, and the sand in the wind blew on people's faces like a knife was cutting them, and if they were not careful, they could bring out a pale white mark of more than an inch on the skin.The scariest thing is actually those small rocks, the size of an egg, which were blown up by the strong wind by chance. These things can't be seen in the dim sandstorm. If it hits the head, basically the person will be scrapped.

All around my ears are the rustling sound of sand hitting the wall, which is like the sound of rain in a torrential rain, rushing.Occasionally, there will be a loud bang, that is the sound brought by the rolled up stone hitting the city wall.

The sandstorm came quickly, and it didn't go slowly. Only ten minutes later, the sky gradually brightened. The soldiers stood up shaking their bodies, and the piled up sand almost buried their knees.And at this moment, the full moon sandmen hiding behind Sen Elistan Fort blew their horns and started the first round of siege.

The last section of the ramp has been completely paved with the help of the sandstorm. The sand brought by the sandstorm is finer and rounder than the sand on the ground in the desert. It sinks like dust along the gap between the sand and the sand. Down, plus the damp moisture, this ramp is stronger than expected.

The Shaman is not as rigorous and particular as the Desi people. If the Desi people charged, at least they would prepare to form a square formation, but the Shaman did not.The horn was the signal and order to attack. They rushed towards the ramp without hesitation. The heavy shield bearers squatted and held their shields high. There were several sharp spikes on the shields. The other soldiers stood beside them. Behind him, he bent over, but did not squat down.

When the first war horse overtook the rejecting horse and lay across the heads of the crowd, the recruit clenched the sickle gun in his hand and wanted to stab it out. A veteran grabbed his arm tightly and shook his head.

This is experience, the experience that only I have after summing up countless times.

In the eyes of the newcomers, the knight crossed the city wall along with the horse in horror, and fell towards the inner city.

13 m.

Swords and guns are like forests!

A shrill scream kicked off the prelude to the war, and the horses soared up one by one. The veterans focused on the height and speed of each horse, and selectively fought among them.But this kind of focus and calmness was shattered as more and more sandman climbed onto the wall.

Next, is the cruelest and cruelest close combat.

Tens of thousands of recruits are recruited to defend the border every year, but it only takes one year for these tens of thousands of recruits to eventually become three to five thousand veterans. The others either deserted or died on the battlefield.

Huge casualties once caused many, many families to refuse to allow their children to serve in the military. They even went bankrupt in exchange for an exemption order.But when a city was destroyed due to lack of soldiers, the residents of other fortresses soon realized that to live in such a place, casualties were a must.If a small number of casualties can be exchanged for the survival of the majority, then everything is negotiable.

In the end, Grace took back the fallen city, but unfortunately he couldn't find any Desi who could stand and be alive in the city.

"Kill!", a young man who was only seventeen or eighty-nine years old held a sickle gun steadily in his steady hand, and quickly stabbed it into the vest of a Shaman holding a machete with a ferocious expression on his face. Startled by Man's movements, he turned his head to look at the young man, showing a particularly cruel smile.He made a farewell, and the point of the gun that was sunk deep in his vest stirred up more space for his muscles. As his body fell forward, the machete left a hole on the neck of an equally young recruit. A wound that cannot heal.

The blood of the two was mixed together, and the two were lying together, twitching slightly at the same time because life was away from them.

The young man didn't even have the interest to take a second look, so he swung his sickle gun and swept away, sweeping back a Shaman who had just turned over the Juma.The Shaman covered his head and couldn't even scream, rolling down the ramp. In less than three seconds, several horseshoes pierced his body, making him a part of the ramp. .

The old soldier at the side wiped the blood from his face, and glanced at the young soldier unexpectedly. He didn't expect this young man to be so calm.You must know that many new recruits are actually not much worse than Shaman in terms of personal strength, but what they are inferior to Shaman is that Shaman has faced killing and competition since birth, and only the strong have the right to survive , grew up in fighting since childhood.

Most of the recruits have never experienced real fighting. When they experience fighting for the first time, their minds are often blank because of nervousness, timidity, and fear, and they forget many things that they have already firmly remembered. Inadvertently, he became the innocent soul under the enemy's sword.

Recruits like this young man are indeed rare!

After killing a Shaman, the old soldier took the initiative to lean over. The two were back to back, without any language communication, and they understood each other's thoughts with just a look.

In such a field of Shura, if someone can protect his back, then the chance of survival will be doubled!
The fighting lasted from noon to evening, and everyone was exhausted. Several hours of fighting was the greatest test of a person's willpower and physical strength.Several times, the sand man successfully captured a section of the city wall, and was killed and retreated by the soldiers of Fort Sen Elistan.

When the few cavalry left in Shaman began to retreat, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Today's battle is finally over!

Everyone's arms were swollen, and their wrists were so painful that they were about to break off. Their fingers were so stiff that they could not even stretch naturally.

This battle is not won or lost, because it is only a small section in a long war, not the whole war.

Sen Elistanburg can't say that he won, it can only be said that he defended, but he also paid a heavy price for it!
After the war, the old soldier lay beside the young man with his arms bandaged, and there was no place on his body that was free from pain.He laughed and gasped, grinning his teeth and asked, "You don't look like a recruit, you're much smarter than a recruit."

The young man laughed and said, "Yes, I am a veteran, and I learned everything from him!"

"Your father? What's his name? Is he also from our side?"

"Him?" The boy laughed, "He has a bad temper, just like a lion, and it's scary to look at!"

The veteran sighed in amazement, "That is indeed a guy who can make people feel at ease!"

(End of this chapter)