"Damn it! The heavy-armored cavalry of the Kingdom of Northland has already broken through the defensive line. Why are these defeated soldiers still so difficult to deal with? " Wiping the dust off his face, Seru Khagan raised his sword and questioned his subordinates angrily.
Just a moment ago, another of his cavalry troops had been defeated.
"Again! Let another ten thousand cavalry get close. Charge! If we don't kill this army today, the Kuruth Kingdom will be destroyed! " Seru Khan roared hysterically as he pointed his scimitar at the flag of the German Empire that was still fluttering in the distance.
As he roared, more soldiers of the Kuruth Kingdom rushed to the front line, charging at the disrupted and tottering German Empire's defensive line that had yet to be completely broken through.
Firing another bolt at the charging Kuruth soldiers, the German Empire's crossbowmen, who were already numb, regained the feeling of shooting at a target.
When he saw his brother's troops being pierced through by the terrifying cavalry, he even felt an inexplicable sense of fear. However, the battle that followed once again turned into the familiar scene that he was familiar with. This made his hanging heart fall back to its original place.
The battle in front of him was no longer as thrilling as before. Enemies more than three hundred meters away could not even take a step forward before they were pierced by the crossbow bolts and stacked there. Now, there was a wall of flesh on the other side, a hill completely piled up with corpses.
Behind the wall of corpses was the Kuruth cavalry, and on the other side of the wall was a long slope formed by the fallen soldiers of the Kuruth Kingdom.
All the Kuruth soldiers were struggling to move forward on top of the corpses. Step by step, they were hit by the crossbow bolts and collapsed on top of the corpses, becoming a quagmire that hindered the advance of their comrades behind them.
At least a few thousand soldiers fell along the way, and some were killed by magical explosive shells when they launched the attack. With such heavy losses, only Seru Khan's personal guards could continue to fight.
Even so, the soldiers of the Kurut Kingdom were unable to shake the front of the German Empire's crossbowmen. They tried to attack from the sides, but they were also beaten back, leaving behind only more corpses.
At this point in the battle, the Kuruth army still did not know whether the Kingdom of Northland's heavy cavalry had already slaughtered the German Empire's crossbowmen and crystal cannons. They were waiting for the Kingdom of Northland's cavalry to turn around and attack the stubborn German Empire's crossbowmen.
"What's going on? If the Kingdom of Northland's cavalry has succeeded, why haven't they returned? " Now in despair, Seru Khan was unable to convince himself. He could only turn around and ask the general beside him.
"My lord, it hasn't been that long … Perhaps, perhaps, they have already killed their way through the German Empire's crossbowmen and are already attacking the enemy's commander?" The general did not know whether to laugh or cry as he made up an excuse to fool his Khan.
He knew that his Khan was in a mess and could no longer judge the situation in front of him. He could only do his best and leave the rest to fate. He could only wait for a miracle to happen, or for a terrible defeat.
"What's going on? Where are the heavy cavalry of the Kingdom of Northland that rushed into the formation? Why haven't they returned? Why haven't they returned? " After a few seconds, Seru Khagan couldn't hold it in anymore and questioned the general beside him.
The pitiful general could only grit his teeth and continue to console his Khan: "Khan! Don't worry, no one can stop the cavalry of the Kingdom of Northland. Don't you think so? There's nothing to worry about, there's nothing to worry about! "
Before this battle, did they think that they could reach the capital of the Empire? But what happened? Even their own capital, Larma, had fallen into the hands of the enemy. Seru Khan cursed in his heart, but he did not refute his general.
He was only worried about the situation in front of him. He was afraid that the cavalry would not turn back. Even if he was faced with a broken formation of the Empire, he would not be able to eat this piece of fat meat.
In other words, this piece of fat meat that looked delicious was not fat meat to the Kuruth Kingdom, but a hot iron plate full of spikes! If he bit down, not only would he lose a few teeth, he might even lose his life.
Once again, Seru Khan asked a question that he did not get tired of, "Why haven't the cavalry of the Kingdom of Northland turned back? Can you send someone to contact them? Quickly send someone to see what's going on! "
Just as Seru Khagan was about to break down, a general ran over and brought him a piece of good news. "My Lord! My lord! The enemy's counterattack has weakened! "
After losing tens of thousands of men, the Kuruth Kingdom's army had finally exchanged the lives of their own soldiers for most of the crossbows carried by the German Empire's soldiers. Now that the enemy no longer had any decent long-range weapons, it was time for the Kuruth Kingdom's soldiers to shine.
"Attack! Attack! Everyone, charge! "Hearing the good news, Seru Khagan finally calmed down. He laughed and gave the order to attack, even pushing his own reserves to the frontlines.
"We've run out of crossbows!" An officer with a face full of stains stood in front of the imperial officer and reported, "We can only meet the enemy head-on."
"Let the enemy get close! We must hold on until the last moment! For the German Empire! "The imperial officer drew his sword and gave the order to continue fighting.
Behind him, the flag of the German Empire still fluttered in the wind, as if to prove something.
"Long live the German Empire!" All the soldiers drew their swords and roared in unison. They stared at the approaching soldiers of the Kuruth Kingdom in the distance, their eyes full of disdain.
"Prepare for battle!" The officer shouted one order after another, and the soldiers were ready. Hearing the dull sound of war drums from the opposite side, they were ready to fight until the last moment.
"The Kuruth Kingdom will win!" In the distance, the Kuruth Kingdom's army, which had invested more soldiers in the attack, roared to boost their morale. They had more people, and their shouts were more majestic. They, who had been suppressed all this time, seemed to be venting their anger in this way.
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