The creaking sound came from the high slope, as the seven catapults were put into use.
David Felesev, the leader of the human empire rebels, had already made preparations by logging in advance.
Today, a total of seven large catapults and two large field catapults, through a series of levers, gears and coils, joined the ranks of the battlefield.
"Hurry! Hurry, hurry!"
"Hurry up and fill in the rocks! Animal carcasses are fine too, we've already coated them with poison."
All the soldiers knew the power of the catapult.
By loading animal carcasses onto catapults and sending them hurtling down, the scattered bones and flesh will pierce through any enemy weakness, creating vacuum zones on the battlefield. This will allow frontline melee units to find openings and advance in a cone-shaped pattern.
Furthermore, catapults are extremely bloody, especially when they are throwing not rocks or construction waste, but poisoned animal carcasses.
The feeling of terror was stronger, and the oppressive force was greater.
The imperial rebels have no bottom line, at least they don't, and they're not afraid of causing a plague or other consequences by throwing corpses.
These consequences are irrelevant to them.
"preparation!"
"emission!"
"boom!"
The earth shattered on the ground with the vibrations and recoil of the catapults, and Walter Lawrence, the commander of the rebel knights of the human empire, heard a deafening roar. Immediately afterward, two massive field catapults pulled their long wooden arms and launched an attack on the enemy lines.
"Let alone nine (seven catapults and two field catapults), even two would cause their soldiers to collapse." Walter Lawrence admitted that the White Horse Lord's personal abilities were indeed terrifying.
But as a seasoned knight commander of the human empire, he had witnessed far too many tragic scenes, and people were wailing in agony before his eyes.
"boom!"
As expected, blood and flesh were displayed on the front lines of the White Horse Lord's enemy army, and a large area of bloody flowers were blasted open!
The catapults blasted the animal carcasses apart like ripples.
This directly reversed the situation on the battlefield.
The White Horse Lord's main force began to crumble!
"They are, after all, a ragtag group."
"Right-wing cavalry, advance!"
Walter Lawrence gave the order angrily.
Twelve cavalry squires, along with four fourth-tier lancers, charged out from the dark bend in the distant forest. Like a flanking attack by Su Yue, they were like the empire's sharpest scalpel, stabbing Su Yue's troops in the abdomen.
David Felesev looked at the picture and laughed:
"No one can stop our advance. This battle will surely end in our victory."
They had to travel further to escape the imperial lords' pursuit. After burning and plundering the Gruggien territory, they could no longer remain in human territory. Unless they were determined to fight to the death with that descendant of Henry VII, they had no choice but to retreat.
Retreat requires passage...
Then an irreversible conflict would ensue with the White Horse Lord before them.
Fortunately, in terms of absolute military equipment and strength, the rebel forces of the human empire have an absolute advantage.
Meanwhile, specific information also appeared in Su Yue's lord's log.
Lord's Log: "Your troops have been attacked by the corpses of catapults, morale -10."
A large number of troops were poisoned. This volley killed at least 70 of Su Yue's men, and many more were seriously wounded... The imperial rebel soldiers charged forward with a roar, as if their side of 1,600 men had already won the battle.
"That's interesting..."
Instead of being anxious about this situation, Su Yue even had a faint smile on his face.
...
Walter Lawrence led 12 Tier 3 cavalry squires, along with 4 Tier 4 lancers.
They charged into the White Horse Lord's left flank like sharp knives.
Throughout this process, the hostile White Horse Lord maintained a calm, even overly arrogant, demeanor, which puzzled Walter Lawrence. Logically speaking, shouldn't troops who suffer such large-scale losses be in disarray or make some kind of remedial response? Shouldn't they be spreading out their formation?
It's important to understand that the explosion of a catapult has a limited area; as long as the frontline soldiers are dispersed, the explosion can be contained.
This would allow them to avoid more than 50% of casualties.
Of course, the dispersed formation also means that the human rebels' numerical advantage will allow them to advance unimpeded against the enemy White Horse Lord's frontal forces! The strength of the shield formation on the front will be weakened, but once the second volley of catapults is unleashed...
They will suffer even greater losses!
Walter Lawrence was well aware of this, and he believed that the scales of victory were already tipping in their favor.
"We must capture this White Horse Lord."
The pungent stench of blood assaulted Walter Lawrence's nostrils. He could clearly see that the 110-odd dwarf soldiers before him formed a square formation on the enemy's left flank, seemingly waiting for their arrival with bloodlust.
"Mere dwarfs."
Walter Lawrence's Tier 4 Lancers slammed into their opponents like a heavy hammer.
But what's surprising is...
The instant the battle began.
The enemy's tier-three dwarven long-bearded heavy hammermen and tier-two dwarven warriors, forming a shield formation, actually withstood their attack without flinching! They didn't know that their tier-one units, under the control of Su Yue's Divine Ruler, were exhibiting near-tier-three minimum combat capabilities?
Second-tier dwarf, third-tier dwarf with long beard and heavy hammer!
With such a dense array formation, the power they can unleash is at least at the third or even fourth tier!
The 110-man dwarf formation resembled once-heavy steel spears.
The sharp blades of the Imperial cavalry were directly blocked outside. Even in the instant of direct engagement, three Imperial cavalry squires were killed. Walter Lawrence's tactical skills were exceptional; after a failed attack, he immediately turned and fled. The cavalry's advantage lay in its mobility and charging ability, but now it was too late to escape.
"Damn it, I'm surrounded!"
"Lord Walter, save me!"
The three cavalry squires, having charged too fiercely and killed two dwarf warriors, found their horses and hooves blocked by dwarf shields that were less than half the height of the horses...
"withdraw!"
"Sir...aren't we going to save them?"
Walter Lawrence said, "The cavalry's mobility is paramount. Retreat and prepare for the next charge!" He appeared calm on the surface, but inside he was furious. The charge just now felt like the heavens were watching a clown tell a joke. What he had expected to be a dagger aimed at his heart had been anticipated and even deflected by the White Horse Lord, which inevitably affected Walter Lawrence's mindset.
"Tell Lord David that our charge has failed..."
...
"What!!"
"The cavalry charge has been halted!"
"How is that possible?"
David Felesev stood atop the high slope, clearly seeing Walter Lawrence's elite cavalry force, as if daggers had struck an impenetrable wall. The dwarf troops showed no sign of collapse or being pierced; instead, after seven or eight dwarf soldiers were killed by the cavalry's momentum during the charge,...
Its sheer resilience and tenacity held off the cavalry charge of the human rebels.
"Walter Lawrence's charge failed?"
David Felesev stared at this extraordinary scene. Normally, these elite human noble cavalrymen, appearing from the enemy's left or right flank, would instill fear and inflict heavy casualties on the enemy... But this time, they had encountered dwarves and their charge had been halted?
This scene stirred a subtle change within David Felesev, even a trace of fear. He couldn't imagine the consequences if they were to lose this battle. As rebels against the Human Empire, they were backed by a massive human army.
If you encounter obstacles ahead.
The White Horse Lord before them will be caught in a pincer movement with the human imperial forces pursuing them from behind. At that point, his only option will probably be to commit suicide by slitting his throat!
"Keep throwing the corpses!"
As disease and viruses ravaged the battlefield, David Felesev laughed and said, "Let the virus decide the outcome."
Plague and virus broke out among the corpses and fragments ahead.
But then another astonishing scene appeared!
"What!?"
A sacred white light enveloped the battlefield... The enemy White Horse Lord's numerous heavily wounded soldiers were completely healed.
At the same time, the plague caused by the toxins from the animal carcasses thrown by the catapults was also dispelled by the holy light!
"A bishop?! Does this place have a bishop or a magistrate from the Holy See?"
Dropping the virus is a sinister scheme.
This is a poisonous scheme that uses poison.
However, this tactic was immediately seen through and dealt with by the enemy's White Horse Lord. David Felesev felt a sense of foreboding. Walter Lawrence's flank attack, a surgical charge by cavalry, was also blocked by the White Horse Lord, and the secondary viral attack caused by the catapults was also halted…
"Could it be that he has a way to solve the catapult problem?"
"Impossible!"
"Kill them!"
"charge!"
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