Chapter 165: Win, win

The Bull Knight made sure that His Excellency the Duke had no intention of intervening in the command, and finally looked behind him.

The battlefield was empty, and he had to stand on the command vehicle to see the situation clearly.

Even if one side regretted and wanted to cheat, it would take a while for them to reach the battlefield.

Moreover... this small scene is not worth ruining the Duke's reputation. These barbarians think highly of themselves.

In the past, the knights stood like minions, so of course they used whatever means they had.

Now as a local lord, he has to talk about face.

Of course, when the benefits are really great, face can still be thrown on the ground and stepped on a few times.

To put it simply, you don't deserve it.

The chief Pabo doesn't think he doesn't deserve it. In fact, he is very excited now, thinking that the opportunity to make a name for himself has come.

His men are all veterans who have experienced hundreds of battles, and they are very skilled in chopping their own people.

Looking at the opposite side, they all have the same appearance features, but they are learning to line up like Mega Man, which looks quite decent.

But have you ever chopped people? Have you ever been to the battlefield?

"A bunch of show-offs."

Pabo commented disdainfully, he had never seen such barbarians before.

Even the army of the Barbarian King emerged from the civil war, and its discipline was completely incomparable to that of Mega Man.

If it weren't for Derek's fierce performance in the past two years, he even felt that he could chop down the Mega Man King.

Think about it, thirty years ago, the land under our feet was all owned by Mega Man, but they were driven away by the older generation.

The two armies met, and the barbarians under Pabo blew various chaotic horns to boost morale.

The two thousand-man teams on the opposite side were tightly arranged in front and behind.

The full-time horn player took off the horn from his waist and blew it rhythmically.

This was the order to charge, and the entire army marched in equal steps, shoulder to shoulder, with the front row holding up shields, the second row holding up spears, and the back row holding their swords tightly.

From a high-altitude perspective, both sides were accelerating, but the barbarians looked more imposing and more numerous.

At the front line of contact, the barbarian warriors were scattered and looked like they were too many.

"Stand up your shield!"

"Put up your spear, stab!"

The grassroots officers shouted at the top of their lungs. They listened to the rhythm of the horn and knew the general's orders.

Then they were only responsible for their own command, without having to think too much.

When they saw the enemy, they responded in a pattern and controlled the rhythm.

Dagu was among them. His hundred-man team consisted of shieldmen, spearmen, sword and shieldmen, and a team of pure swordmen.

At this time, he was surrounded by his own people, and the enemy was on the other side. He could not see other places at all, and had no extra energy to care about other places.

He had no experience in war.

The most serious conflict he had experienced in his life was the fight between two tribes for water sources.

That time, hundreds of people fought in a melee, killing three people and injuring thirty to fifty people.

Dagu squeezed in the back, and it was over before he saw blood.

Then, it was training day after day in the barracks, and the training became an instinctive reaction.

At first, he was a little nervous, but when they came into close combat, he had forgotten the concept of nervousness, the Duke, and everything else.

He just instinctively commanded his men to move forward and thrust mechanically according to the enemy's situation.

The soldiers had no extra thoughts, and dodging and martial arts were all jokes.

There were people all around, front and back, and it was so crowded that even gods couldn't escape.

They could only advance, retreat, rotate, and... thrust according to their training and the centurion's command.

The shieldmen didn't even take their weapons, and they stood at the front.

The first batch of barbarians fell directly in front of their shields, but the barbarians' bravery was not exaggerated.

Seeing their companions fall to the ground, they climbed directly on the shields. Most of them were stabbed to death, and some climbed over smoothly.

The barbarian army began to suffer damage, and the formation began to sink in the middle.

However, Dagu did not forget his duty. He waved his broadsword and shouted loudly: "Sword and shield, go."

The sword and shield hands, holding a short sword in one hand and a shield in the other, inserted from the gap. They fought freely, cooperated in the encirclement and suppression at will, and slashed the fellow tribesmen on the opposite side.

For the soldiers on the battlefield, they were actually not aware of fear before they woke up.

The sight of the soldiers could not see the overall battlefield.

Correct a misunderstanding. Many armies that said 30% to 50% collapsed actually collapsed after the battle ended or the soldiers realized the overall loss.

In a small range and in a short period of time, there are actually very few collapses directly due to 30% to 50% casualties.

Therefore, there are often examples of a whole team of 100 or even 1,000 people being killed, and there are also a team of 100 and 1,000 people with casualties but no overall collapse.

Is the former really more elite than the latter?

At this time, the same was true. The soldiers of Pabo, the front ones began to die in an organized manner, and the ones behind did not even encounter the enemy.

He himself did not realize the casualties at the beginning, and it was difficult for him to quickly judge the situation clearly on the battlefield.

If he can really do it, he can be called a good general.

On the contrary, seeing that Mega Man's formation was squeezed and the whole formation was concave, Pabo even signaled his men to add more strength.

"Charge, charge, Mega Man is about to collapse, and he will win soon."

Pabo was very excited and even played a trick and sent his own guards.

He couldn't help but fantasize that he would soon become famous after defeating Mega Man, and then...

The rapid sound of the horn encouraged the barbarian warriors to fight.

It must be said that these warriors who had experienced blood had a very strong ability to withstand.

The death and injury around them did not shake their determination at all.

Of course, there was no time to think about it.

And the grassroots officers such as Dagu were not confused at all.

The bravery of the barbarian warriors could not defeat their will.

Even though the formation moved back as a whole, there was not much chaos.

Each hundred teams were a whole, staggered and constantly retreating.

The thousand-man captain was also an experienced knight. While he allowed the centurions on the front line to compress the formation, he strengthened the troops on both wings.

In the end, a formation similar to a pocket was formed.

And the middle part was particularly thick.

When the formation was compressed to a certain extent, it was difficult to retreat.

The barbarian warriors charged several times, and the Rockman army formation in front remained stable.

After calming down, some barbarian warriors finally realized the danger.

There were even fewer familiar people around them, and they were surrounded by soldiers from the opposite side.

Pabo was excited for a long time, and finally got anxious as the soldiers gradually died down.

"Keep going, charge, and crush them."

But he shouted in the back, which could not affect the battle in front at all.

The commanding knight saw this, waved the flag, and the horn suddenly sounded hurriedly.

Dagu and other centurions were shocked, this was the order to attack.

He didn't care about casualties, he gave the order directly.