Black Iron Crown

The one-handed battle axes held by the Golden Lion Guards are not as long as the enemy's spears. What's more, their first priority is to protect the spearmen behind, rather than rushing forward to fight the enemy.

Therefore, they just held up their shields to protect themselves as much as possible, and at the same time tried their best to block the enemy's spears.

This kind of battle between the line infantry ultimately depends on the spearmen on both sides. The Merland sergeants are unparalleled elites, and they can pierce the enemy's armor by sending their spears forward with both hands.

The fighters of the Jihad Army are often faced with several spears attacking at the same time, and they are injured or killed if they fail to cope.

But at the same time, Sergeant Moreland also faced such an attack, but Sergeant Moreland's armor was stronger in comparison, and the spears they stabbed out were more powerful.

Naturally, the casualty ratio of the two sides showed an almost one-sided situation. Nearly two hundred soldiers in the front row of the Jihad Army fell down in an instant, while Sergeant Moreland only lost dozens of people.

At the same time, the voice of Earl Ryland also sounded, and he rode a war horse to the front line in person.

"It's nothing! It's nothing! Look at your enemies! They are no match for us! Remember, we are the strongest army in the world! No enemy can defeat us!"

"Every soldier who died in battle will receive sufficient pensions, and disabled soldiers will receive compensation and tax exemption policies from His Majesty the Emperor. Soldiers who have won meritorious service, you will receive supreme glory! At the same time, you will be rewarded by His Majesty the Emperor! Put down your worries and fear! We are invincible!"

Earl Leyland shouted hoarsely, and the soldiers also began to shout, and the shouts gathered together like tides, forming a raging sea.

The actions of Sergeant Morand at the front were faster and more ruthless. Most of them had already started a family in the northern border, and it was their expectation to accumulate a family business for their wives and children.

The battle ahead became more and more intense. After seeing the heavy casualties of the soldiers in front, not only did the jihad army behind them not be afraid, but changed their pace slightly and became much more stable.

They moved forward steadily and slowly, trying to avoid unnecessary casualties, and became extremely stable.

This immediately made Leiner's front row fighters feel great pressure. It was completely two grinding discs rubbing against each other, which brought casualties to the enemy and also brought huge losses to themselves. This kind of fighting method did not meet their acceptance. The command.

In the beginning, the casualty ratio between them and the enemy could barely reach three to one or even four to one, but now, a casualty ratio of 1.5 to one is a good result.

At the same time, the number of casualties of soldiers on both sides was also much less. Although Lehner's army still had the advantage, this did not change the situation of the battle, and it was also not conducive to Lehner's arrangement.

At this time, all Leiner's vassals are in a bitter battle, and they are fighting hard with the enemy.

Because of the inferiority in strength, Leiner was planning to rely on his own central army to defeat the enemy, but now he was in a stalemate, and it would inevitably fall into a more difficult situation as time went on.

Leiner put all the militiamen from the north into the right wing of the army. Although there was no real commander, their task was very simple, that is, to simply stand firm.

Now their situation is not difficult, because the enemy sees that they all fly the same banner, and are very close to each other,

Instead, he chose to place the breakthrough on the vassal army on the left wing of Leiner.

The absolute superior forces were all concentrated on the left flank, launching a crazy onslaught against Leiner's vassals. After ending the advantage at the beginning of the battle, Leiner's vassals became very difficult.

Countless enemies rushed towards the army of the vassals one after another like a raging wave. The soldiers fought together, and in an instant, the formation that could not be said to be extremely tight was washed away.

Earl Choral wore heavy armor and commanded the army on the back of a war horse. His vassals also fought on the front line, and some even fought the enemy with long swords in person.

Blood dripped all over the ground, and the soil hardened by the low temperature was watered by hot blood and muddy, making everyone feel as if they were in a muddy pond.

The blood that spewed out seemed to dye the whole world red, and everyone only saw the enemy in their eyes, and only remembered the non-stop killing.

The army in the northern border has forged a tough heart in countless battles. They have a sense of honor that is different from other armies. Even if they die on the battlefield, it is not unacceptable to them.

Earl Choral's formation was next to Reiner's center army, and on their left was Baron Krim's army.

Baron Kerim is responsible for linking the flanks of Earls of Jollal and Earl of Pushton, preventing the enemy from attacking the army of these two main earls from the flanks.

The lord, who climbed up from a low-level soldier to the title of baron step by step, is the same as nobles with noble blood, and even in order to defend his hard-won title, he cherishes honor even more.

"Hold on! The knights are charging with me!" Baron Kerim yelled loudly as he watched the soldiers in front of him fighting hard. Then he snatched the lance from his entourage and said to the knights behind him. .

On his lance was a pennant with his family's coat of arms drawn on it.

It was a simple heraldic flag with only a very simple pattern of dripping spears on it, which was completely different from the royal lord's all-color crowned golden lion, with iris or other gorgeous heraldic flags.

Perhaps after this war is over, his coat of arms can be bestowed by His Majesty the Emperor with some other patterns of experience.

The soldiers in front of him obviously couldn't hold on any longer. Even though the soldiers' morale was firm, they were still like a flat boat in the stormy waves in front of such a large number of enemy troops, and they seemed to be crumbling under the violent impact.

"Go and tell His Majesty the Emperor and the two earls that we can't hold on here any longer, let them prepare for the next step!" Baron Krim's expression under his helmet was extremely complicated, and he said to a subordinate beside him.

"My lord...you..." This servant was his nephew.

"Stop talking!" Baron Kerim scolded: "This is not something you should consider, do as I say!"

Baron Kerim looked through the peephole at the fighters who fought hard but were drowned in the enemy's ocean, and he was determined.

"My knights!"

"His Majesty the Emperor treated me well. I became a baron from an ordinary soldier, thanks to His Majesty's appreciation and kindness. Now is the time for me to be loyal! No matter who of you dies on the battlefield, your family and children will receive His Majesty the Emperor, and my eldest son's generous reward!"

"Don't be afraid! Glory is with us! Bravery is our pride! Loyalty is my life! Go up and kill all the enemies!" Count Kerim's hands were trembling, but his voice was full of strength.

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