Chapter 245 Cutting, Encirclement, the End of a Wave

Like a meteor.

Like a bath of blood and fire.

The knights who brought the apocalypse were so close. The horses kicked violently, trampling on the shields supported by human power, as deafening as the impact of a battering ram. The bloody light on the four hooves easily broke the wooden shield, just as the Celtic long sword easily chopped off the arm from the human body. When the bloody sword flashed, the shoulders, limbs or heads of people were separated from the body, the neck was stabbed into a bloody mess, and the internal organs were scattered all over the ground.

The seemingly impregnable shield formation collapsed the moment it came into contact with the knights. The screams of their companions on the verge of death shocked their minds. The soldiers from the United Empire looked at the knights charging in front of them, looked at the red in the depths of their pupils, and their hands and feet couldn't stop shaking.

Those were not soldiers of the living, because they came with a sea of ​​blood and corpses, and they came with the will of Mors, to cut off the hair of the living and take away their souls!

When they realized this, the messenger of the god of death rode over and sent them to the underworld in a more direct way.

The tragic contact battle ended in an instant. To outsiders, the white-haired general only led the soldiers to charge and destroyed the shield defense line, leaving the bodies behind and walking away.

The centurion was furious at the tragic defeat of the patrol team. He cursed loudly, abandoned the slow-moving troops, and ordered the cavalry to charge with him, chasing the enemy figure that was getting farther and farther away.

After breaking the shield formation, Shuoyue's front was unobstructed. He turned his head slightly and roughly glanced at his knights, with a gloomy look in his brows.

Even though he tried his best to protect them with blood evil, two cavalrymen still fell behind and were killed by the soldiers of the patrol team.

Even though Shuoyue had prepared himself mentally, he still found it hard to accept as he always pursued a perfect clearance.

Of course, as long as the war continued, such a mood would sooner or later become numb.

Thinking of this, the young man looked far away and caught the enemy officer with a small team coming with a red face due to anger.

"It's not a good thing for the opponent to be too stupid, so let's stop him."

Hearing this, the cavalry took out their spare light spears, and they didn't need to calibrate them deliberately. They just needed to throw them from a distance based on the feel of their hands, and dozens of spears fell like rain.

"Attention--!" The pursuers behind had already noticed this round of attacks. Although they were shocked, they stopped their steps and used various means to resist.

Except for a few unlucky guys who were injured and fell off their horses, the others quickly avoided this round of impact, but their speed inevitably slowed down, and the angry centurion cursed, but it was useless.

At this time, not only the pursuing team, but also the enemy's large force also chased out of the camp and poured into the path in the forest, determined to catch all the "scouts".

"It's time." Shuoyue kept an eye on the surroundings. After hearing the sudden sharp bird calls in the forest, he pulled the horse's head and raised the bronze sword in his hand high.

The scarlet blood rushed into the sky, turning into a dazzling signal, which caught everyone's eyes.

Before the enemy could react, the sound of charging and killing suddenly sounded from both sides of the woods. Under the leadership of a group of generals, the two armies penetrated into the pursuing large force like a sharp knife, breaking the formation into pieces.

"Oh no, it's an ambush! Retreat, retreat quickly!"

The officer who led the army to chase and kill finally realized the crisis. He shouted loudly, but it was too late.

The number of enemies hiding on the hills was far beyond imagination, as if they were not ambushes, but the main force of the enemy. At the same time, they had already planned to cut up the battlefield. Any soldiers who looked like leaders were immediately targeted and killed in the chaos.

The soldiers who lost their superiors' command were a group of scattered sand, and they could not organize effective defense at all. However, the army of the Roman Empire was ready to go. First, a wave of javelins were thrown, and then the young soldiers moved forward with swords, fighting in the chaos. When the enemy army reacted, the young soldiers had retreated to the second array. The strong young soldiers stood in front and hit the enemy hard. The young soldiers behind them and the mercenaries from other regions made up the knife behind them, using arrows and stones to kill the dangerous enemies first.

Even if some enemies escaped by chance and gathered together, they were further divided by the well-trained team and defeated one by one.

The dying wails echoed in the forest, and the splashing blood dyed the leaves red and was greedily absorbed by the soil.

It was obviously a battle of equal strength, but now it has evolved into a complete massacre.

First, they showed weakness to the enemy, and then they broke into the enemy's stronghold with a blitzkrieg, destroyed the gate, and burned the tents; then they threatened the intelligence information to force the United Empire Army to go out and kill; then they took advantage of the terrain to ambush the enemy in the opposite direction, and the army broke in, cut, and encircled and suppressed, and the whole wave was over.

The overall situation was determined.

While commanding their men to advance, the generals could not help but look at their governor, the young man with white hair and bloodshot eyes, with admiration.

While waiting for orders, they also discussed the battle plan. If they were in the same situation, they would probably only think of leading the army to break through the checkpoints, invade the village at the fastest speed before the enemy camp was built, turn the siege into an encounter, and start to consume each other.

As the saying goes, great strength makes miracles, they only focus on great strength, and leave the rest to miracles.

As long as they attack the enemy by surprise and hit them head-on before they react, they are very likely to win.

But in that case, a lot of soldiers would be lost, and it would never be like the current situation, where the enemy had no power to resist and the entire forest became their hunting ground.

Such achievements were all made by the newly appointed governor.

And Shuoyue, who had already gained the loyalty of the generals, led dozens of light cavalry under his command to kill back when his own army, which had been ambushing for a long time, rushed towards the officers who were chasing them a few seconds ago.

At this time, the fight in the forest had begun. Whether it was prey or hunter, injured or dead, their blood and resentment were absorbed by Shuoyue's spiritual base, so--

"What on earth is this!"

The officer looked at the cavalry who turned back and rushed towards them, and looked at the blood-red heavy armor gradually outlined on their bodies, and the increasingly sharp and terrifying weapons in their hands, and was stunned.

This is not the so-called scout team, it is clearly a blood-red pagoda wearing heavy armor!

The bloody evil with condensed resentment rushed towards them, the warhorses began to be afraid, the soldiers began to riot, the officer tightly grasped the dagger in his hand, opened his mouth to speak, but had nothing to say.

Escape? He was already in dire straits behind him, and countless enemies were thinking about the little military merit on his neck.

Charge? They came in a hurry, some of them didn't even put on their armor, what could they use to compete with this group of heavy cavalry?

It didn't take long for the officer to think about it, because Shuoyue came with a sword and cut off his head skillfully.

The bloody heavy cavalry galloped like from hell, crushing the officer and the hundreds of cavalry behind him, and then drove straight in, turning into tigers and wolves and rushing into the flock of lambs, killing gods and Buddhas, as if entering an unmanned area, further disintegrating the enemy's will to fight.

Afterwards, the Roman Empire's army joined forces. After leaving some troops to guard the prisoners, the rest of the soldiers filed out and swarmed towards the broken camp, which had no shelter at all. They controlled the soldiers inside and completely cut off all resistance from the United Empire.

The ambush of two thousand people against two thousand people ended with a great victory for the Shuoyue side.

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