MTL - Medieval Empire Soldier-Chapter 115 ·The Battle of Sesenmond · Medium (Subscription required)

  Chapter 115 The Battle of Sesenmonde (Subscription)

"Don't be impatient, the champion of the blood god." The swamp monster has always maintained a cunning instinct, with a huge single eye, and the white of the eye rolled around: "The guy who calls himself the emperor of the southerners has arrived, and the Rick guard who follows him to fight. Not easy to deal with, we have to deal with them carefully or risk a heavy blow, and our Marauder cavalry numbers are small."

"Then send out icefield trolls and giants! The weak southerners will only tremble and retreat under the troll's roar!" Kamala Dragon spit out a **** breath, the icefield troll is a chaotic mutant troll that haunts North The frozen wasteland of the card. Icefield trolls originated further north in troll homeland. With great strength and regeneration, the belligerent Yankees found a use for trolls in battle, and most trolls were able to spray their victims with acidic stomach bile. However, the ice trolls are so mutated that they only need to exhale a cold breath to completely freeze the enemy.

Chaos warriors who worship the blood **** Khorne, although their minds are no different from those of arrogant men, Khorne believers worship the art of war more. A perfect tactic will completely defeat the southern army and destroy their fragile morale. An excellent method favored by the Blood God.

   Therefore, a field battle, Kamala Dragon is imperative.

   This Khorne God's Choice champion who has been in the north for centuries, the **** thinking immediately took action, he suddenly realized what the southerners are most afraid of and what is the biggest disadvantage.

"Set up a shield formation on the plains of Montgillet, and let all the tribes and warriors obey!" Kamalaron Bloodhound finished thinking, and he began to prepare for a huge victory: "No matter how many knights there are in the south, they will rush Don't break the Chaos Warriors! We will fight the Emperor's army here!"

Fourteen miles west of Sesenmonde, and five miles from the Norsca army in a straight line, the Plain of Montgillet was a narrow, hilly, undulating plain, full of rocks and woods, which could effectively hinder the imperial knights. The complex terrain will greatly reduce the accuracy of the heavy artillery that the southerners are proud of, making it difficult to hit the enemy.

   "Yes!" Several Chaos champions and Norsca tribal warlords were ordered to leave the tent. The blood-red aura was surging on the Kamala Dragon, and the face under the dragon helmet was gradually distorted.

Now, tens of thousands of imperial troops are gathering in Sesenmond. The combined army of eight electors, including Rick, Ivey, Wesson, and Midden, totals more than 21,000. The provincial army Unite under the shield of the Elector and the banner of the Griffin of the Emperor.

"Your Majesty, the Imperial Engineers have completed the final pressure adjustment and artillery test firing of the Relentless steam tank. The commander of the steam tank, Sir Gunther Maybach, said that he is ready to go to the battlefield at any time!" The Emperor's Magical Advisor Baiershazer Gale Special report.

   "Okay, okay, okay." Karl Franz, who was surprised, said hello three times in a row. With this legendary steam tank joining the battle, the empire's odds of winning will skyrocket.

According to legal theory, even the emperor of the empire cannot directly call the remaining eight steam tanks. The outstanding works created by Leonardo, the genius engineer of the empire, for every lost one, the empire will lose one forever. Steam tanks The use of it requires the unanimous consent of the engineering masters of the Imperial College of Engineering before it can go to the battlefield.

The relentless steam tank is entirely the personal prestige and constant lobbying of Baiershaze. The great alchemist has an excellent relationship with the Imperial Academy of Engineering and the Nunn Gun Factory. The golden formula he created, the improvement of the power of gunpowder, and more It has won the trust and friendship of many imperial engineers.

The    Emperor looked at the great alchemist with some gratitude. He relied more and more on this extremely rational magic advisor. Of course, Karl Franz also knew what Baiershaze needed and what he lacked.

The roar of the hooves of the imperial knights, the slightly messy horns sounded one after another, and the officers shouted loudly, and a regiment of swordsmen, halberds, phalanxes of bowmen, and musket companies were all geared up, and the brave imperial soldiers were always ready to go. On the battlefield, Emperor Karl Franz looked serious. He looked at the army that was gathering on the plain and said to the generals beside him: "This battle will determine the life and death of the Nord Kingdom and the rise and fall of the northern border of the empire."

Rick's Guard Knight Commander Hans Gentry's gorgeous plate armor surface was wiped enough to reflect the light, and the tall Knight Commander did not say much: "My Majesty, no matter what, my Rick brothers and I will With you! Fight to the death in the name of Sigmar!"

   "The loyal Aldolph Royal Griffin Knights, as always, follow your back! Your Majesty!" said the Grand Master of the Griffin Knights loudly.

   All the brave and fearless warriors under Karl Franz opened their mouths and offered their loyalty to the emperor in the unique way of their own army.

   "Yeah!" The Emperor looked at Hans Gentry approvingly, the knight commander and Rick Field Marshal Helberg will fight in a roundabout way.

Karl Franz also noticed the nervousness of the imperial knights about the battle. With a big wave of his hand, Ludwig, the emperor's standard-bearer, handed out an imperial crusader flag with the corners dyed in gold: "May Ludwig. The heroic spirit of His Majesty, guide you to fight!"

  A long white-ground military flag, white as snow, with faint spots of light on the surface of the flag, a pure skull and a seal of chastity, and the iconic Imperial Cross in the middle of the lacquer.

During the great holy war two hundred years ago, a battle flag used by His Majesty Ludwig the "Savior", which was infused with the devout power of the savior, is still inspiring the empire to continue to move forward. Priceless.

   "Your Majesty." The tall Rick Knight Commander took the flag with his hands shaking with excitement.

   "Oh my god! Oh my god! We actually have a chance to fight side by side with the imperial flag!"

   "For the glory of the empire, I am ready!"

Blood surged in the hearts of the Rick guards. All 60 Rick guards under Gentile knelt on one knee. The knights drew their swords and held their lances high. Many young imperial knights even screamed. , The mature and stable knights of the knights are also full of blood.

   "Hilberg." The Emperor looked at Marshal Rick, who saluted: "I'll give it to you."

"Yes!"

Ten miles to the east of Sessenmonde, in the tent with the coat of arms of the white wolf, the summer sun in the north passed through the ceiling, and the tent of more than two hundred square meters was illuminated. Reese Todbringer, Pope Emil of the White Wolf, and the generals of the northern province of the Empire gathered together, while the Knights Commander of the Knights of the White Wolf, the Knights of More, etc. stood on the other side, and they surrounded the tents. The large table, looking at the rudimentary map on the parchment.

  Lyren, Kriel, and others did not have enough influence yet, so the pre-war meeting of the White Wolf Elector naturally excluded the kingdom knights and nobles below the count.

"Today, we will fight the Norsca on the Zika Plain." Boris pointed his finger at the small area of ​​the Zika Plain on the map, just north of the Northern Provincial Legion: "Our plan Yes, first a large group of knights made a violent return to the Norsca army, breaking up their formations, and then a part of the white wolf knights detoured through the left wing of the white wolf knights, led by Axel Wiesenberg. Clip, the right wing was handed over to the Knights of Mor and the Knights of the Cheetah to be responsible for the counterattack against the barbarians. Then, His Excellency the Pope and I led the infantry to push forward, defeat the barbarians in one fell swoop, and feed the dregs of the Aisling tribe to the winter. Wolf!"

"A large number of knights were pressed at the beginning? A frontal attack on the barbarian army?" Ronald von Stanton, the commander of the Knights of Constant Light led by Ostermark, asked a question. The bright candle lit was the pattern of the Knights of Constant Light. Zhang: "Your Excellency the White Wolf Elector, will this be too reckless?"

"Ah, Lord Ronald, obviously you can see the terrain of the Zika Plain." Boris Toddbringer pressed his finger on the sheepskin map: "The barbarian camp is on the hills behind the plain, They surrounded Sesenmonde and wanted to escape the pursuit of the imperial troops from the east and the west. They definitely wanted to fight us here, and then through the giant beasts and the solid and dense shield wall, they lured our swordsmen to press down in batches. I'm just afraid that the knights will exert their full capabilities and then gradually eat away and delay the fighters; the field battle will turn into an offensive and defensive battle, and I will not be foolish enough to fall into the trap!"

  The commander of the Hengguang Knights was silent when he saw this. Maybe he thought that it would be more secure to use the infantry as the anvil and the cavalry as the hammer, but at this moment, Boris's plan also made some sense.

   "Your Excellency the Elector, shall we send infantry to test the attack first?"

"I understand the plan of the Elector. The infantry does not play a big role in the beginning of this kind of war. It is not the first time I have experienced the war with the northern barbarians." Weisenberg shook his head and said seriously: "Although defeating the barbarians relies on faith and the iron-like will of the imperial army, fighting on the plains, the momentum of the first wave of the knights' charge is crucial, and giving a heavy blow is the key. , and can greatly reduce the casualties of the basic infantry."

  The harsh northern wasteland climate has created barbarians who are always struggling to die, especially the fel energy bestowed by the evil **** of chaos.

Compared with the infantry of the empire, the combat effectiveness of the barbarians is that one enemy three, one enemy five, it is completely commonplace. A well-disciplined non-refrigerator can easily be defeated by the brave barbarian soldiers. Imperial knights and great swordsmen with comparable military training, equipment and combat skills can defeat those warriors of Chaos who are wearing plate armor and even armed to the teeth.

  Courage is a tragic hymn of human beings.

The flag officer of the elector, the White Wolf Paladin Brad von Tugenheim nodded: "In this case, Your Excellency, let me and His Excellency the Pope lead the army to attack from the front. I believe His Excellency Emil's The strength is strong enough to defeat the barbarian central army. As long as the morale of the Chaos Warrior Legion can be defeated, those vassal Norsca tribes will be in chaos. !"

"We do need a reserve team, and rushing all the troops is just a big gamble." Boris nodded, agreeing with his adopted son's opinion, and then the elector said with a smile: "However, my adopted son, You are the best person to command the reserve team, the remaining 200 knights and 800 pioneers, as well as 1,300 infantry and 200 Teutonic guards are all handed over to you.”

   "But." The flag-bearer of the White Wolf Elector wanted to say something else.

"No but, I know Carl Franz's puppy. As soon as the war started, he would definitely take the lead." Boris Todbringer looked to the west with a strong desire to win. : "I lost to him once at the Imperial Council, and this war will completely wipe out the shame of the north! The proud white wolf will never give in to the hound!"

   "My lord Uric will never bow his head to Chaos Chops! All Chaos believers must be put to death!" At the critical moment, "The Great Uric" Emir's thunderous voice resounded loudly.

   A few hours later, the sun above the Nord Kingdom sky gradually shifted to the west.

Laylen and Krill walked out of the camp. Cryer sorted out his plate armor and cloak, and said to Laylen: "I haven't worn the winter wolf cape for many years, this thing must be a knight at the commander level. Yes, it looks different!"

  The precious direwolf velvet was woven into shape after being blessed by Priest Uric, and the knight in full armor could feel the coolness behind his back even in summer.

The sky in the distance is like a gloomy black cloth, blocking all the sunlight. The swamp-dwelling monsters evoke a lot of magical winds, changing the weather in the battlefield, and fighting chaos. Any strange things will happen in the mortal world, veterans. Getting used to it, Laylen and Nikas Francis behind him looked at the sky and remained silent.

   "Huh!!"

At the end of the line of sight, the black Norsca barbarians were roaring loudly. The movement of their tomahawks and hammers smashing the shield shook the ground. In the distance, four chaotic warrior legions with pitch black as the main tone stepped forward. The life-size battle shield in his hand is directly inserted into the ground, and the arm is about the thickness of one arm. The Chaos halberd made by the demon craftsman stabs forward diagonally. The two wings of the Norsca army, more than a thousand predator riders holding the flying axe are waiting for the sound of the war drums. .

   On the plains, the neighing sound of the warhorses of the hooligans, as far as the eye can see, it is already a sea of ​​steel. More than 30 knights, large and small, will fight for the empire today in the name of the gods they believe in.

Except for the large number of white wolf knights, the Maur knights who have black armor and vows of silence are the most eye-catching. Their armor and weapons have been blessed by the priest of death, and they are very effective against any corruption, especially against vampires, gloomy and serious. The warriors of the Dawn had a more serious duty: to protect the living and the dead from the endless malice of the undead and their resurrected ones.

The knights of the Hengguang Knights who are out of place in Mohr's black armor are decorated with three-color irises on the top of the ornate iris helmet. Each of the Hengguang knights has a burning candle logo. The plate armor is all silver, white and blue. Na's brilliance.

   On the right wing of the Northern Provincial Legion, the commander of the Hengguang Knights took off his cross helmet, revealing his resolute face.

   On top of the helmet, several candles are burning.

When the    candle goes out, it means the knight's life is over.

   "I have to say, the equipment of this group of girls looks a bit like a knight." The White Wolf Paladin muttered.

The roar of    shook the sky, the sound of war drums and the shrill horns of swans resounded through the sky.

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