Chapter 12: Suppression (Part 2) ()

In the era of cold weapons, the formation of infantry was once dispersed.

Then they will face inevitable chaos. Before the Iron Age, the biggest function of cavalry was to rush from the side and behind to disrupt the formation of infantry phalanx. As long as the formation was chaotic, the soldiers would become headless flies, eventually leading to a major collapse.

In the Roman century, which was transitioning from the Bronze Age to the Iron Age, cavalry mostly used harassment tactics. It was not until the Middle Ages that those heavy cavalry like iron cans came onto the stage of history that cavalry could truly confront heavy infantry head-on! Then, from the Mongolian light cavalry sweeping the world to the end of the Mongolian cavalry in the hands of the Ming Dynasty infantry and cavalry coalition.

The combat methods of cavalry in the Cold Weapon Age were basically over.

In "Total War of Rome", except for the Eastern Iron Cavalry and Egyptian Chariots, there are almost no cavalry that can fight against heavy infantry head-on.

In terms of the propulsion of heavy infantry, the entire Roman era was the best in the Greek spear formation!

The civilization progress of this world is still quite primitive. As Murphy knows now, humans have just entered the city-state era, and their opponents, the werewolf, are moving from blood clans to tribal systems.

There may be a gap in the strength of biological*, but in terms of civilization progress, the Greek infantry has become completely suppressive!

So the werewolf's charge came to an abrupt end!

Because they soon discovered that no matter how hard they sprint, they could not shake the infantry phalanx at all!

The tacit cooperation and the attack length advantage of the spear phalanx allow these zombies equipped with simple weapons to fall down one by one before they get close to them. The spear about 2.5 meters long can hit the zombies before they get close to them, and a shield can easily block their claw attacks.

The zombie who was restrained from the offensive was like a duck tied to his neck, struggling desperately but doing nothing. When the Spartan heavy infantry surrounded him from the rear, the rest was just a massacre!

"At best, it's just a group of mobs with combat talents." Murphy stared at the werewolf who were besieged under the spear and died one by one and could only struggle in vain. For the first time, he looked down on these creatures in another world.

Gnolls are fast and powerful.

But so what?

With sharp claws alone, can you attack Greek infantry three meters away?

The maximum attack distance of the spear is about three meters, and the length of the spear and the length of the arm are their maximum attack range. This distance is a life-and-death gully for the werewolves, and no matter how many corpses they use to fill it, they cannot fill it.

If the zombie is in the peak state, it may be able to rush into the spear square formation and fight with each other with each other, but these were already under Murphy's calculations and their strength has been weakened layer by layer. There is no possibility.

The Spartan heavy infantry advanced slowly, further compressing the range of the gnolls' activities. A team of semi-organized Greek infantry stepped forward slowly and further closed the encirclement. They were not in a hurry to kill these enemies. Because any Greek knew that the enemy in this situation was no longer possible to survive.

Before the encirclement was closed, several lucky gnolls escaped outside the encirclement, but Murphy did not order the general guards to pursue it. As long as these adult gnolls were eaten, today would be a big victory.

Escape from a few little fish is nothing to him.

I'm afraid that with this experience, even if those werewolves escaped, they would still have psychological shadows when facing Greek infantry.

"Attack!" Murphy calmly stared at the werewolf who was still struggling dyingly, and slowly spit out two words from his mouth.

"Drink!" "Drink!" "Drink!"

Under the general's order, the infantry advanced forward with neat and heavy steps, and the oppressive shouts were like a heavy drum hammer hitting the heart. At this moment, the suppression of momentum had reached its peak, and the loud shouts became the last straw that crushed the werewolf's resistance!

Some of the zombies who were in a madness launched a suicide recoil on the infantry formation!

The remaining part of the werewolves knelt on the spot and put down the simple weapons in their hands.

Just as the suicide were turned into a corpse, Murphy was about to order all these gnolls who gave up resistance to massacre.

With a "ding" sound, the prompt sound of the auxiliary system of "Total War" echoed in his ears.

"Ding! Capture the gnoll slaves and can be killed or enslaved."

slave?

Murphy's hand was about to raise it and suddenly paused!

In theory, as long as there is war, slaves will appear.

In the era of cold weapons, a large number of slave merchants were followed by the Roman legion.

Want, or don't?

Murphy had a little hesitation.

Gnove slaves are different from human slaves. The former is very dangerous, while the latter is easier to control.

However, the town is now at the time when labor is scarce. Since the auxiliary system prompts itself to obtain slaves, it means that it has the ability to enslave them.

After hesitating for a moment, Murphy finally ordered the gnolls to be taken into custody.

As long as shackles are made and their food supply is limited, their physical energy is controlled to a very low point of weakness, then in theory it is possible to enslave these gnolls.

A creature that cannot eat enough naturally does not have much power.

The gains from doing this are obviously greater than the energy you put in!

Just as Murphy gave the order, an inexplicable uneasiness suddenly hit his heart like a nightmare.

Almost at the same time, he felt the horse under his crotch tremble in fear!

Very uneasy!

It feels like being stared at by the god of death!

It's like dying soon the next moment!!!

Murphy immediately turned over and rolled off the horse, then looked towards the sky that brought him fear!

He saw a black dot from afar.

The black spots are getting bigger quickly.

Within a few breaths, the black dots turned into a giant with wings spreading over twenty-five meters!

Covering the sky and the sun!

This terrifying creature, like the prehistoric wind god pterosaur, has sharp teeth and fangs all over the mouth, its pupils are cloudy yellow, and the target it is staring at is like being caught by the god of death!

A terrifying creature similar to the appearance of the Cretaceous Wind God's Wingsho in the previous life flew over Murphy's head, and the strong wind almost blew him up!

Without hesitation, he pulled out the sharp sword at his waist and inserted it hard into the soil.

Murphy grabbed the hilt of the sword desperately and bent down to be careful not to let himself be blown up by the strong wind.

The terrifying creature with a size similar to a pterosaur hovered over everyone's heads, and the storm of the army was chaotic.

The wrath of horses and the screams of humans as they struggled to death were heard in their ears!

When Murphy raised his head, the behemoth with only the appearance of the pterosaur had left.

Beside Murphy, there were only a few lonely horses that were scared and unable to move.
Chapter completed!