* Boom! *
The two armies that were surging forward finally collided with each other unavoidably.
Fierce sounds of metal clashing and tragic howls intertwined in an instant. Bright flowers of blood bloomed with a loud bang, and many soldiers instantly howled and fell to the ground.
In a head-on collision without any tricks, strength determined everything.
The Golden Lion Legion was still maintaining a strict square charging formation.
The first row of infantrymen raised their sturdy giant shields and connected them to form a cold shield wall, firmly blocking the surging dwarves outside the shield wall.
On the other hand, the second and third rows of infantrymen used the spears in their hands to continuously thrust through the gaps and gaps between the shields, stabbing down the dwarves outside the shield wall row by row.
* Bang! *
A dwarf soldier was pushed forward by the crowd and slammed into the giant shield of the Golden Lion Legion. The sharp spikes on the surface of the shield instantly left a dozen huge bloody holes in his body. The dwarf soldier held the shield with both hands and roared as he struggled to pull his body out of the shield.
However, when he lowered his head, he saw more than ten streams of blood spurting out from his body. The fear of death instantly enveloped him, and shrill screams continuously came from his mouth.
* Bang! *
Another dwarf soldier smashed the giant shield with his hammer, making a deafening sound. However, it did not break the giant shield, only leaving a small, harmless dent on it.
* Whoosh whoosh! *
Two sharp spears pierced through the gaps on both sides of the shield. With a flash of cold light, the spears pierced into the dwarf soldier's lower abdomen and came out from his back. Dark red blood slowly dripped down along the blade of the spears.
Behind him, a fearless dwarf soldier stepped on his companion's shoulder and leaped onto the giant shield. He raised the sharp sword in his hand high and laughed wildly as he slashed at the human soldier hiding behind the giant shield.
However, before the steel saber in his hand could strike down, a cold spear had already pierced out like a poisonous snake.
* Tch! *
The sharp edge of the spear pierced through the chest of the dwarf soldier, nailing him firmly in the air.
A shrill howl came from the dwarf's mouth, and as his blood spurted out, the vitality of his youth flowed out of his body like a tide.
"Get out of my way!"
A dwarf officer rushed to the front of the giant shield and smashed the long-handled giant hammer in his hand down.
* Boom! *
Amidst the violent impact, a sturdy steel shield was instantly torn apart, unable to block the might of the dwarf's hammer.
The human soldier hiding behind the shield was shocked as if he had been struck by lightning. Blood flowed out of his orifices and he fell to the ground, his body twitching.
However, almost as soon as this person fell to the ground, another human soldier carrying a giant shield came up to fill the gap that the dwarf had just smashed open, so that the formation of the vanguard was still intact.
* Whoosh whoosh whoosh! *
Three sharp spears stabbed out from three different angles at the same time, the blades flashing with cold light aimed at the dwarf officer.
* Clang clang! *
The dwarf officer tried his best to block and knocked away two spears, but he could no longer stop the last spear from piercing his right arm.
In the midst of the splashing blood, the dwarf officer roared and smashed the handle of the spear that had pierced through his arm with his hammer. However, another spear pierced through the gap of the shield wall and went straight for his head.
The dwarf officer felt a chill in his heart. He could only helplessly take a few steps back and hide in the rear of the army.
But at this moment, the formation of the dwarf army was already showing signs of collapsing.
The dwarves were no match for the Golden Lion Legion, whether it was the quality of their soldiers or their training equipment. Needless to say, they had just experienced a chaotic battle last night and were already exhausted. How could they be a match for the Golden Lion Legion?
Under the cold-blooded and orderly assassination of the Golden Lion Army, the dwarf vanguard fell row by row, and their formation gradually fell apart.
But the formation of the Golden Lion Army was still stable. The foot soldiers at the front raised their shields and began to slowly advance. The spears behind the shields continued to shoot out like venomous snakes, continuing to devour the lives of the dwarf soldiers.
…
At the rear of the Golden Lion Army, Count Anca's face was pale, and cold sweat broke out all over his body.
"Viscount Angley, the Menham family is willing to negotiate. Please withdraw your troops immediately!"
Colin looked at the situation in front of him and said without turning his head, "Count Anca, you can decide when the war begins, but when it ends is not up to you."
Count Anca's mouth was full of bitterness. He could only lower his stance and say, "Viscount Angley, please state your conditions! As long as the Menham family can do it, I will agree! "
Colin glanced at him and said with a smile, "I want you to scram from the Northern Frontier. Can I do that?"
The corners of Count Anca's eyes twitched. He forced a smile and said, "Viscount Angley, the Menham family has already reached an agreement with many lords of the Northern Frontier to exchange territories. Aren't you forcing us to go back on these agreements …"
Colin shrugged and shook his head. "Then there's nothing to talk about! Let's continue fighting. Let me see if the Menham family has the right to establish a foothold on the Northern Frontier! "
"Viscount Angley, why do you have to do this? There will always be casualties when two armies fight. Can you bear to see the Golden Lion Army suffer heavy losses? "
"Suffer heavy losses?" Colin smiled disdainfully. "Does the Menham family have the ability to do so?"
Count Anca was so agitated that his face turned red. His tone became impolite. "Viscount Angley, have you not heard of the Menham family's heavy-armored infantry?"
"I have. Moreover, I would like to see it with my own eyes. " Colin had a nonchalant look on his face, but then his eyes focused. He smiled and pointed in the direction of the battlefield. "Heh, the opportunity is here!"
Count Anca hurriedly turned to look in front of him. He saw a flood of red steel emerging from the Menham family's formation. It was as if lava was gushing out, surging toward the frontlines of the battlefield.
That was the eight thousand heavy-armored infantry that the Menham family was most proud of!
Count Anca took a deep breath. He knew that his father had already thrown all of his family's resources into the battlefield. It looked like he was prepared to fight to the death.
Thus, he stopped trying to persuade him. He was prepared to let Colin experience the Menham family's strength and make him suffer a little. This way, perhaps the House of Saint Hilde would be willing to return to the negotiation table.
It had to be said that the heavy-armored dwarven infantry army's battle prowess was indeed shocking. The moment they joined the battle, the situation on the battlefield suddenly changed.
The Golden Lion Army's giant shield and spear formation seemed to have collided with a towering mountain. Their forward momentum was immediately suppressed.
The sharp spears were unable to pose a threat to the heavy-armored infantry. They could only let them shout in unison and wave their warhammers as they pushed back.
Count Anca was excited, and a smug smile appeared on his face. However, when he turned to look at Colin, he did not find any trace of panic on his face.
Count Anca thought that Colin was only pretending to be calm and felt disdain in his heart. He turned his gaze back to the battlefield, prepared to persuade him when the Golden Lion Army's formation completely crumbled. At that time, Colin's attitude would definitely not be as unyielding as before.
However, after observing for a while, Count Anca realized to his surprise that even though the Golden Lion Army's formation was continuously retreating, it was still orderly and showed no signs of collapsing.
As the heavy-armored dwarven infantry continued to press forward, the distance between them and the army behind them had unknowingly increased.
At this moment, a distant bugle call suddenly sounded from behind the dwarven army.
Following that, faint shouts could be heard.
At this moment, the dwarves still did not know what was happening, but the shouts were getting closer and closer. At the same time, the dense sound of horse hooves could be heard. It was as if countless giants were beating on the ground, causing the entire field to tremble.
Count Anca's heart skipped a beat. Looking into the distance, he saw a thin black line appear on the field behind the Menham Family. This black line grew larger and wider until it finally formed a black sea that spread toward the battlefield.
In this black sea, the Black Lion flag and the Angele family's roaring white bear flag fluttered in the wind.
They surged forward like giant waves in a tropical storm, or like a flood that had broken through a dam. Everywhere they went, everything was drowned by this black flood. It was a chilling sight.
"Black Cavalry!"
Count Anca's voice changed.
He immediately realized that this was a trap set up by Colin!
At that moment, the Menham Family's most elite heavy-armored infantry regiment was already entangled with the Golden Lion Legion. They were completely separated from the main army at the rear. The Shadow Guards seized this perfect opportunity and suddenly charged out from the rear. They were like dragons emerging from the water as they attacked the core of the Menham Family's formation.
It's over!
Even though the Black Cavalry had yet to arrive, Count Anca could already foresee what would happen next.
And this foresight made him feel as if he had fallen into an icy cavern.
Thus, he no longer dared to hesitate. He immediately turned to Colin and begged for mercy.
"Viscount Angley! We admit defeat! As long as you are willing to stop the war, the Menham Family will immediately withdraw from the Northern Frontier. The matter of the dwarves establishing a kingdom will never be mentioned again! "
Colin chuckled and said coldly, "I've already told you this before.
"I've already said that you can decide when this war will begin, but when it will end, you'll have to ask for my opinion!"
"Then what is your opinion?"
Colin did not reply. Instead, a bloodthirsty smile appeared on his face.
Boom!
In an instant, the Black Cavalry had already charged into the rear of the Menham Family's army like a violent wave.
Blood splattered everywhere, and dismembered corpses flew everywhere.
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