Shaman from Afar

"boom--------!!!!"

The "fire rain" that descended from the sky was accompanied by a loud noise, and instantly rolled up the flames and heat waves in the middle of the battlefield.

The trembling earth gave the most miserable wailing in the continuous roar.

"Crazy, that lunatic--!"

Duke Laszlo Varna's eyes were full of blood, and he stared incredulously at the meteor like a storm, falling across every corner of the battlefield, blooming one after another. The "flame flower" stained with blood red.

The entire battlefield was ravaged by the unrelenting "fire rain" of the centaur; the densely dreadful barrage instantly covered a large area, and the blood-stained grass exploded and overturned; the soldiers hit even shouted Before it was too late, it had been torn into scorched pieces by Qilang and stone guns.

Deafening bombardment and explosion sounds came, and the tens of thousands of square infantry that had begun to retreat slowly fell into chaos. The soldiers were panicked by the dazzling fire and endless explosions because the loud noise was completely deafened , I don't even know who's order.

Under such uninterrupted and large-scale bombardment; even the orderly retreat of the Hundreds was heavy and casualty; and the complete collapse, scattered scattered Phalanx infantry and hussars, were also in the same half under the "fire hell" The horses and horses are strangling continuously.

Numerous screams also rang out one after another, among the hussars, the phalanx infantry, the centaurs ... and so on.

This is a matter of course ... There are five hundred steps apart, and there is no qualified (at least the level of a small wizard). The enemy's projectile bombardment cannot be aimed at, but only indiscriminately.

In other words, the Great Cham of the Centaur ... he was planning to bring together 10,000 elite reloaded Centaurs as sacrifices to completely wipe out the 40,000 infantry phalanx of the Poi Army.

Madman, what a crazy man!

Even Archduke Varna was also a commander who was able to watch the soldiers die to death for the sake of victory. He was completely shocked by this almost crazy move.

But before it was too shocking, Grand Duke Varna thought of another more terrible situation.

Once the pike phalanx is completely disintegrated, it will inevitably directly hit the front of the Boi army-the desperate soldiers who are desperate to escape, the fire and the sky, and the centaur who took advantage of the situation ...

Next, I am afraid that the bleak defeat will be repeated again.

Absolutely not! ! ! !

"Sate Bukhara—!"

Gritting his teeth, Grand Duke Varna broke the name out of his teeth.

"In!" The expressionless Earl Braha lowered his head sharply, his eyes flashing endlessly.

"Want to get revenge, want to make the first contribution ?!"

"miss you!"

"Then I will give you this opportunity!" After grabbing the flagpole directly from the cavalry behind him, Duke Varna pushed the steed scimitar into his arms:

"Take the five thousand silver armor torn open the battlefield and rush to the ground, smashing the enemy's pile of broken copper and iron to a sparse rotten; cut the head of the Centaur Khan, otherwise don't come to see me!

"Follow the order!"

Earl Braha hurried to the army of Silver Armor, riding a long sword out of his sheath and roaring loudly.

"Warriors of the Great Green Sea, attack with me!"

At the next moment, the five thousand silver armor sprinted violently; at the sound of the order, a charge was launched.

"Duke, is this really appropriate?" The dignified Harlemfan Achamai worried: "The battle of destroying the projection position is usually given to Hussars and Rangers; and Count Braha Alone, I am afraid ... "

"Don't worry, I believe in him!" Grand Duke Varna interrupted him coldly: "Sate Blaha, he has this kind of patience; the harder the battle, the more he can show his ability."

"What's more, besides the silver armor, the army can withstand the rain of fire, tear open the battlefield, and rush into the enemy formation desperately?" Indifferent Laszlo Varna said quietly:

"Besides Seth Braha, who else has the ability to carry out my orders without fear of death?"

Harlem van Ajmer was silent, and he was not allowed to intervene in matters concerning the internal affairs of the Principality.

He also knew that the Duke was right-only those who were absolutely loyal to the Varna family to carry out this "death mission" without fear of life and death, and only Earl Seth Braha from the side branch .

Other troops are afraid that they have collapsed in place before they rushed to the enemy's lineup-war is not a chess game, and soldiers are not pieces; every soldier has his own ideas and emotions.

"The infantry phalanx is too late to retreat, and the chaos must be ended as soon as possible, and the front must be stabilized ... The indiscriminate bombardment with a catapult proves that the barbarian has no way to do it; as long as the front is stabilized, we will win." The calm voice of Grand Duke Varna regained his voice , Turning his head to Harlem van Ashamal:

"The life and death of the 40,000 phalanx infantry will be given to you. Master Ashamai-even if they are destined to be killed in full, let them stick to the moment of victory in the battle!"

This time Harlem van Azamal said nothing, silently raised the short-handed hammer wand in his hand and waved the battle flag towards the battlefield burned by the fire and rain.

"eye for eye----!!!!"

In the blaze and roar of fire, under the leadership of Seth Braha, 5,000 silver armoured fighters rushed into the battlefield violently-the heavy Centaurs who fell into the melee had no time to react, and the front was already torn. Broken into pieces!

The silver armoured riders swept under the sky of fire and stormed the chaotic battlefield directly; the endless silver armor surged like a rainbow, and they launched an unannounced attack on the projection position of the centaur army.

Obviously such a powerful heavy cavalry could not be found, the two wings of the continuous formation immediately rushed out of the two teams of Centaur Warriors, brandishing a spear and a long axe to stop them.

But Braha didn't care, didn't even take a look.

He knew what the command given to him by the Duke of Varna meant.

Destroy the projection position? It was a battle formation that pierced through the centaur and let them fall apart!

Only such an order is worthy of the silver armor and the full ride of the Xiaoqi, and it is worthy of letting the five thousand loyal Boe knights die!

At this point, the minds of the Boe and Centaurs reached a level of incomparable "tacit understanding"-betting on the biggest hole cards, gambling on the most fierce offensive, and breaking the enemy's backbone in one shot, never turning over.

"Raise the gun -----!"

After Braha screamed, Yinjia Xiaoqi immediately gave up their bows and arrows, and put down their spears to accelerate the charge, and the faster and faster the charge.

The blocked Centaur warriors fought furiously, and the heavy cavalry who slanted toward the roar launched a surprise attack.

The throwing power of the dwarf forging process is extremely amazing, and the heavy cavalry with continuous charges screamed down to the ground; but Seth Braha still did not slow down, clamped the spear, and directly attacked.

"charge----!"

boom!

In the appalling loud noise, the blocked Centaur Warriors were hit hard from the front by the silver armor.

The sound of a broken spear rang through the sky!

At the next moment, the seemingly dense Centaur Warrior Front melted in an instant like ice and snow in the sun.

Under the "Board Charge" of the Poi Silver Armoured Snapped Riders, these Centaurs repeated the scene that was played on the battlefield not long ago, but the roles were reversed.

Fighting violently, the brave and brave Centaur warriors had no chance of resistance, they were torn in the chest by a spear, smashed their heads, and penetrated the torso ...

Then, submerged under the iron hoof of the silver armoured sprinters.

In the chilling roar, trampling the corpses of the earth, the blood-stained silver armored screamers roared like ghosts; the sword of the Bain Knight in his hand continued to wave, harvesting all the halves that dare to block them. Human life.

This is the elite reload knight, the absolute king on the prairie!

"Charge, rush over and let them pay for their blood!"

Waving the saber in his hand, Earl Seth Blaha roared with horror and shouted:

"Today! A good day to die--!"

Without a bit of fancy, no pretentious attitude, with a decisive gaze rushed into the strict Centaur formation.

On the other end of the battlefield, with the timely arrival of Harlem van Azamal and the projectile bombardment that finally stopped, it finally stopped the collapse of the long-gun phalanx; it gradually began to gather decayed scattered soldiers on the battlefield. Reorganize the position at a later position.

Although Master Azhama is not a true commander, his knowledgeable experience is not generally rich.

He knew that apart from completely terrifying the broken soldiers on the battlefield, most of the broken soldiers were disbanded because of the formation of the team. I did n’t know who to listen to, but had to choose to escape.

So waving the flag of war, he first summoned the first retreating army with a complete system; then he used them as the core to continually gather the broken troops and organize defensive positions on the spot, while constantly sending cavalry soldiers holding the scimitar horse flag to the soldiers. They inspire morale and shoot all the deserters with bows and arrows.

Under such a means of intimidation and encouragement, finally, the vast majority of infantry were stabilized so that they would not be defeated across the board. Then, with the pike phalanx as the core, they began to step on the drum again and began to advance to the battlefield.

As the infantry gradually stabilized, the balance on the battlefield was once again deflected towards the Boi army; after experiencing the miserable fire and rain, the casualties were heavy, and the almost square wounded rifle phalanx restored morale, and the pupils were full Angry colors.

Throughout the ten large square formations, tens of thousands of square formation infantrymen put up spears and shields in their hands, draped in sweat-absorbed armor, shouted formidable slogans, and launched an attack towards the Centaurs.

Victory or not, only in an instant!

………………………………

not good.

very bad!

Whatever the reason, his father's words did have an impact on Brandon ... The momentum that could have been shaped so easily that he could stand on equal terms with him was instantly suppressed.

The confrontation on the chessboard is, to put it bluntly, a game between the minds of two people; the mood is good, the atmosphere is sad and happy, and even the momentum ... are the most direct subjective determinants.

With his thumb nails clenched tightly, Brandon stared at the chessboard with wide eyes, feeling increasingly nervous.

It seems that both sides have a relationship, and both have lost a lot of pieces; but in fact, each of his own attacks will be completely resolved by his father in two or three steps, and even there is a dilemma that he can't find a chess.

With each round of confrontation, the number of pawns on the chessboard is reduced by a few; it won't take long before you really "can't play chess".

How to do?

"Pay attention to time." His Majesty Eckhart II said lightly: "There is another quarter of an hour."

In an instant, Brandon fell like an ice cave!

Looking at the pair of eternal calm, plain eyes, Brandon seemed to be able to hear his heartbeat.

How to do! How to do!

... even if Wang Qi is eaten, there is no possibility of any harm to us ...

Han Mao stood up, her heartbeat accelerated, and her emotions were tense.

… On the chessboard to compete for victory and defeat, the thinking should not be limited to the chessboard, but should be detached from the chessboard ...

Clenching the **** in his hand, Brandon lowered his head ... He didn't want his father to see his expression at the moment.

Frightened, impulsive, hesitant ... A variety of difficult and complex expressions constantly flash on the pale face.

Brandon at this moment, he had a bold idea.

"And ... less than a quarter of an hour."

The sound of words sounded faint again.

As if relaxed, Brandon breathed a sigh of relief.

Put the chess pieces down and press both hands on the board.

"boom--!!!!"

The expressionless emperor raised his head, and his plain eyes passed through the chessboard that was tipped into the air, through the pieces that were scattered from the sky, and stared at Brandon's determined eyes.

"Snapped--!"

The chessboard hit the table again, and Brandon, with his mouth closed, picked up his king chess and knocked hard at the center of the chessboard.

"Father ..." Desperately suppressing the tremor in his voice, the blank expression of Brandon calmly:

"General."

The atmosphere dropped to freezing point.

If Eckhart II ignored his son, his pupils still looked at his son's face.

"You shouldn't think that, by doing this, I can admit that you won ..."

Before he finished talking about it ~ www.novelmtl.com ~ Brandon had raised his left hand silently, and a little bit of coldness appeared from under his cuff.

"It turns out so, so you have already prepared?"

"A little souvenir, from one of my ... wizard wizards who are very clever, and gave it to me before leaving." Brandon said lightly, as if to say something like "What to eat for dinner"

"There are guards outside the door, and there may be a royal guard or night watch's dark whistle in the room, but ... before this crossbow arrow hits your neck, they are too late."

"What about the consequences?" His Majesty continued to ask: "Did you consider the consequences of the matter?"

"No, I don't think about it."

The next second, Brandon's face re-emerged with a childlike smile: "The victory of a hundred games ... Finally, I surpassed the game and defeated you."

"The rest is the game between me and my dear Connor."

"And you ... are out!"