“Charge!”
These fearless comrades before them opened up a path forward for their side, and the soldiers on the Fairywood side also began to charge.
They used all their strength to run quickly on the ground, taking advantage of the dust and chaos on the opposite side to get closer.
Puff——
The sharp bayonet was sent out with the swing of the arm, piercing an imperial soldier, then it was pulled out with force and rushed towards the next target.
Sporadic bullets flew through the ruins, occasionally hitting soldiers on both sides. As more and more soldiers rushed into the ruins of the fortress, the battle entered a fierce close combat.
Some imperial soldiers simply threw away their muskets and, armed with sharp sabers, fought in the narrow alleys. They had already received rigorous and sufficient close combat training, and now such a complex terrain was a perfect opportunity to display their personal strength.
The soldiers of the 'Fairy Tree' organization quickly gathered together after experiencing a period of failure, with bayonets pointing outward and shooting from the back, moving closer step by step.
Although they have high morale, most of them are just recruits who have received 1-2 months of training. The best way at the moment is to gather together, rely on the strength of the group to protect their weaknesses, and avoid close combat with the enemy.
If one looked down from the sky, the center of the battlefield looked like a painting with clear lines scribbled over, forming complex and blurred shapes, and the battle lines were in a state of decay and scorch.
In such a situation, even the most capable commander would not be able to convey and unify orders, and the subsequent battle would depend on the will and fighting spirit of the soldiers on both sides.
"The front line can only be handled like this. Let the subsequent cavalry launch a surprise attack to directly open up the situation." The general on the imperial side put down the telescope and ordered the messenger beside him.
"Yes, General." He answered loudly, then quickly walked out of the hidden bunker. Soon, a loud horn sounded again.
Then the cavalry that had not taken action before began to rush out of the city. They were divided into several groups, ready to quickly pass through the chaotic lines, rush straight to the rear of the enemy, defeat the enemy's command group, and then surround and attack from behind.
The 'Fairywood' organization lacks cavalry. If they cannot confine the enemy's cavalry to the front line, they will fall into infinite passivity in the future.
In the chaotic battlefield of fighting, red lines seeped out and quickly shuttled out, and they also began the fastest charge towards the opponent's rear formation.
These cavalrymen on the ground were like sharp teeth, slowly cutting apart the Fairywood soldiers on the south side.
Charges and counter-charges, encirclements and counter-encirclements were intertwined on the front line.
"So, we have to put our final weight on it."
Loran Hill, whose hair had returned to blue, stood on the hillside, looking at the cavalry approaching below, and slowly waved his hand down.
Warriors wearing Bilin armor walked through the woods and marched forward.
The jade-like steel blade is almost transparent in the sun, and the scales on the body also reflect bursts of light.
These Sequence 4 Bilin Guards were the most elite force within the Fairywood organization. As they advanced, witches chanted softly in the woods, chanting various amplifying and strengthening spells.
Soon, the trembling sound of horse hooves began to be heard from the ground, and the warriors gradually tightened their grip on their shields and weapons.
"Defeat them!"
"promise!"
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