Chapter 74: Advance!
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"Who! Who's cursing at me!!"
After shouting a few times, there was no response. Xia Ya's expression was strange, and he looked at the outside of the tent again before finally focusing on the crystal stone on the bed: "Could it be... you?"
In his mind, that dry and emotionless voice finally remembered again: "I'm right in front of you, can't you see?"
This time, Xia Ya saw clearly that a faint red glow appeared on the stone, and the originally dull gray stone completely turned into a crimson crystal!
"What? A stone? Is the stone really speaking?" Xia Ya poked closer with a fire fork, lightly tapping on the stone and scolding: "What thing!"
"Damn you, your sword has sucked my blood, your body has wiped my blood, and you still wear my scales... " The voice suddenly revealed a hint of ferocity: "Don't you know what I am?"
Xia Ya was stunned, he opened his mouth, and immediately pressed the stone down with a fierce fire fork.
"My day! You're that dragon!!! You, you, you didn't die?!"
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The afterglow of the setting sun fell on the mouth of the mountain valley, and the dim light of the sunset shone on the armor and weapons of the warriors, casting a solemn and murderous atmosphere.
General Adrick sat astride his horse, the massive scar on his face almost splitting it in two, his eagle-like eyes fixed intently on the valley below where the Odin warriors were slowly and densely emerging.
"This brave general of the Byzantine Empire let out a cold hum and laughed in a sonorous voice: 'Form ranks!'"
Under the general's orders, the elite Byzantine soldiers immediately sprang into action.
The mounted infantry of the first banner had already left their war horses behind and formed two dense, long, rectangular formations in front of the array. Although the two thousand-man infantry formations were slightly thinner than usual, every soldier of the 13th battalion had a resolute expression on his face. Not a single soldier's eyes showed even a hint of wavering!
The troops quickly formed up, packed tightly together with their comrades, trying to make the formation as dense as possible. The first row consisted of the strongest soldiers, clad in thick infantry armor and holding giant shields that were half a man high, forming a wall of shields. Their faces showed no fear, and they stood in line like a forest of knives and axes, perfectly aligned!
In the cold air, the hot breath exhaled by the soldiers seemed to form a white mist that enveloped the phalanx.
Slightly to the rear of the infantry columns, the cavalrymen of the 2nd and 4th Dragoon Regiments were in position, their task being to guard the flanks closely and then charge at any moment.
"Then let me see the weight of these Odin's people."
Adrick grasped the long spear in his hand, his face filled with fierce battle intent, his eyes gleaming coldly: "Let's see what kind of three-headed six-armed Odin people can devour one of my banner teams!"
From the hills on both sides of the valley came a rapid and muffled sound of bugles. Soon, Odin's troops erupted into wave after wave of frenzied shouting.
"Roar! Roar! Roar!!"
Countless Odin warriors seemed to have fallen into a state of frenzy and madness, wildly beating their shields, raising the knives, swords and giant axes in their hands. When the horn sounded to the extreme, finally, after a loud shout, countless Odin warriors rushed up like a tide!
Like a swarm of ants, they charged wildly into the Byzantine army's formation!
These Odin warriors were disheveled and wore various styles of leather armor, the weapons in their hands were also chaotic, with axes, large arrows, and even cavalry swords. Their boots trampled on the ground, kicking up large clouds of dust. As they ran, the collision of their weapons made a clanging sound.
Looking at that dust, General Adrick's eyes were as sharp as a needle, with a hint of cold smile at the corner of his mouth: "Hmph! Indeed still the same old way..."
He raised his right hand, and the long spear in his hand was held high, swinging in mid-air to draw a circle.
With a loud whoosh, about 100 archers emerged from behind the military formation and fired a round of simultaneous shots!
A hail of arrows fell among the advancing crowd of Odin's people, instantly bringing a wave of painful screams. The running Odin warriors suddenly had dozens of people shot with arrows, but these fierce and ferocious Odin warriors only had about ten people fall down. Most of those who were shot with arrows madly cut off the arrow handles stuck in their bodies, and instead let out even more frantic roars, accelerating their footsteps to charge forward.
The archer only managed to fire off three volleys, especially the third volley, because the Odinsmen's distance had already rushed to the front and almost became a flat shot!
A triple volley from a hundred archers, although it caused the deaths and injuries of nearly a hundred Odin warriors, seemed to have ignited their ferocity instead.
Soon, the dark and surging crowd rushed forward like a tide, heavily crashing into the front row of the Byzantine infantry phalanx. This torrent seemed to have hit the rocks, instantly stirring up splashes of steel everywhere!!
A dense and intense crash, the mighty Odin's men crazily charged at the Byzantine infantry formation with brute force. The front row of shields was slightly disordered in the first moment, but the soldiers of the 13th Legion held their shields firmly with their bodies, while the second and third rows of infantry also pressed forward with all their might, using a thick and solid formation to resist the fierce impact of the Odin's men!
In front of the shield wall, layer upon layer of Odin's people were blocked like a flood of water by a large dam, and were stuck here. The front row of Odin's people frantically charged forward, but they were met with the sharp long spears of the Byzantine soldiers, which pierced out from between the elliptical shields. The officers behind shouted orders loudly, and each shout was followed by a neat line of stabbing. Every time the hundreds of long spears stabbed out, they would bring up a bloody glow. The warriors who charged forward at the front were quickly knocked down, more than 200 people were easily slaughtered in front of the formation!
At this moment, the archers in the rear continued to cover the battlefield with a blanket of arrows, and the sporadic arrow rain was still reaping the lives of the Odin warriors who were rushing up.
For a moment, the Odinists' roar, wails, and the Byzantines infantry's angry shouts, the screams of killing intertwined on the battlefield...
As the Odin warriors' charge grew more ferocious, the front row of shields finally gave way and retreated in layers. The warriors had exhausted all their strength. In front of the shield wall, at least over four hundred Odin warriors had been killed, and there were also wounded Odin warriors lying on the ground, trampled into pulp by their comrades who came rushing forward one after another!
The shield wall was gradually being breached, the fierce and fearless Odin warriors charged forward in waves, crashing against the defensive line, leaving behind countless corpses. These Odin warriors seemed to have no intention of retreating, and some even opened their arms, using all their strength to charge head-on into the Byzantine soldiers' sharp spears! Some Odin warriors were pierced by the spears but still managed to grab hold of them and pull with all their might...
After a moment, the shield wall was finally breached in several places, and the frenzied Othmen poured in like madmen through the gaps. However, the first Othmen to charge in were quickly torn to pieces by the long swords of the waiting Byzantine warriors behind the shield wall!
Blood rain everywhere, flesh and blood flying everywhere! The dull sound of long spears piercing human bodies, the teeth-aching scraping sound of knives on armor, the shattering sound of armor...
Adrick remained seated on his horse, coldly gazing at the troops ahead. At this moment, the general's face was as expressionless as a rock, his eyes were as unyielding as steel, and he coldly watched the countless deaths of his own soldiers and those of the enemy, watching the wails on the battlefield...
At last, when the shield wall was breached in seven or eight places, Adric firmly waved his arm once, and the long spear in his hand danced again. With the sound of the Byzantine military horn, the remaining shield wall in the front row collapsed with a loud noise, and the warriors voluntarily discarded their shields, raised their long swords, and mixed with the Odin people to fight together.
In this way, the enemy and our army were entangled in a desperate struggle, with both sides stuck together, unable to be separated. However, it fully brought out the elite qualities of the Byzantine soldiers! Although the Odin people were naturally brave, they pursued individual martial valor too much, and in this chaotic battle, they appeared disorganized. The Byzantine infantry quickly formed small groups of three or five men, either holding round shields for defense or wielding swords to focus on killing the enemy. These strictly coordinated combat units easily slaughtered one by one the Odin warriors who charged into the fray. One by one, the self-proclaimed brave Odin people fell under the double-edged swords of the Byzantine soldiers. On the battlefield, it became a road of death for the Odin people, and with each step forward, they left behind more corpses!
"Still the same, a swarm of bees rushing around chaotically... these Odin people will never learn to fight with their brains..." Behind Adrick, a Byzantine general with a thick beard and mustache sneered disdainfully, his broad shoulders and robust physique almost bursting out of his armor!
Adrick's mouth curled up in a cold smile as he turned to look at his subordinate, "Alright, Sosia, it's our turn now!"
Sosia, the standard bearer of the second banner of the most elite 13th Cavalry Regiment, shouted excitedly and rushed to the right wing of the formation with his personal guards - where his troops were, the heavy armored cavalry of the Second Banner!
Just as the infantry column was stubbornly blocking the waves of Oden people, although the elite soldiers of the 13th Legion used sharp small-scale combat tactics to resist the advance of the Oden people, but after all, the infantry column was too thin and was still being pressed by the dense Oden people, their formation becoming more and more flat...
At last, when a loud clarion call sounded, the left wing of the column echoed with Adrik's powerful and majestic roar!
"Advance!! Rodoria!! Advance!!!"
This loud and clear roar, with the power of Dou Qi, spread throughout the entire battlefield. Suddenly, all thirteen legions' soldiers let out a thunderous shout in unison!
"Rodriguez! Advance!!"
Like a muffled thunderclap, the sound of horseshoes on both sides echoed, amidst a cloud of dust, trampling the dust to pieces!!
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