That's right, there is a super ace in Xia Ya's hands, the October Legion.

One of the peak combat powers of this world, the most strict troops, are the guards who can sacrifice their lives to fight to the last moment for Shaya. They wear the most luxurious and expensive armor and have sharp weapons that make any country jealous. It is no problem to kill the enemy by one to defeat ten.

The October Legion is a legion consisting of the strongest cavalry feudal knights in the early stage of Medieval 2, and the strongest infantry English pedestrian knights in the late stage of Great Britain. As long as they are there, Charia has the last "ghost card" to turn the tables.

And after this confrontation with the corps of this world, Xia Ya also roughly understood the way of fighting in this world.

First of all, whether it is the imperial army or the ordinary army, they usually use militia as the vanguard as cannon fodder, consuming the enemy's strength, and then the regular army will crush the formation and complete the final blow.

The regular army generally has several types of troops, such as spearmen, shield soldiers, swordsmen, cavalry, giant swordsmen, archers, battlefield mercenaries, death soldiers, personal guards, and so on. Moreover, Shaya also found that there seemed to be no long-range troops in the regular army of the Falun Imperial Empire? This may indicate that the configuration of this army is not complete.

However, the fact is just as Chara speculated that Jiaomkar is one of the famous military commanders of the entire French Will Empire, but he is also one of the most feared figures by the royal family.

In addition, although Jiao Mkar is a good man to command the army and prohibit it, he is too rigid and does not know how to adapt. Many nobles in the Marxic Will Empire dislike this commander who holds great power.

However, because the current emperor highly praised Mukal, the nobles had no choice but to do anything to him. They could only try every means to trip him up in various places, hoping to make him fall a big fuck.

This time, with Jiao Mukar going to fight together, although it seemed to be a big shot, most of them were flesh-feet characters. The real troops were only 30,000 regular legions led by Jiao Mukar himself and his 36 personal guards. The other 120,000 troops were all mobs composed of some peasants or slaves.

If you die, you can only use cannon fodder to consume the enemy's strength. Want to expect such soldiers to fight a decent battle? It's impossible.

However, although most of them are flesh-feet troops, once there are too many people, the number of people will probably be able to kill Xia Ya...

Xia Ya hated these militia troops who had no combat effectiveness but were extremely tenacious. It was because they had always acted as the role of firepower attracting, so that the regular army that had been handed over to Mkar did not lose a single cent! It laid a deep hidden danger for the subsequent fierce battle.

The night gradually became darker. According to Xia Ya's concept of time, it should be around twelve o'clock in the night now.

"Yanya goes down and arranges the October Legion to stand by. At most noon tomorrow, the inner city will be broken by the enemy, and then they will be relied on."

Xia Ya has calculated carefully that the inner city is not as tall, strong and wide as the walls of the outer city. It cannot bear the catapult cart and collapses after a few collisions. At that time, he can only lead his troops to retreat to the last line of defense in the inner city, and engage in a ruthless hand-to-hand combat with the enemy. At that time, it is the critical moment of true life and death. Will it become famous in one battle to make Pulun famous all over the world? Or will it flash like a comet?

Everything will be announced in the final battle tomorrow, as if waiting for the end of the world to come, excited and panic, and full of expectations for the unknown cause and effect of the future.

"I understand, Wang. Do you have any other instructions?" said the moon knight respectfully.

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Xia Ya's back was facing the French Will Legion outside the city, and the moonlight shone on his face, resolute and tender.

"Tomorrow's decisive battle, no matter when and where I am behind me... Yanya."

The knight, who was trusted by the king, nodded silently, and the emotions in his pupils were even more fanatical than at any time.

When Chara and the Knights disappeared into the tower, the glorious rose flag still floated in the darkness, like a tough sword.

Early in the morning of the next day, the dawn of dawn broke through the night, and Kang Ang's horn blew up in the camp of the army of will.

The sand smoke covered the sky, and the army of French will waved tens of thousands of swords and spears at the same time, pointing to the last fortress of the city of Plun.

At this time, waves of dull horns were also heard from the inner city of Plun. This was the transmission of the death battle. Tens of thousands of warriors climbed up the city tower with armor and swords amid the sound of the horns.

The long spear array with cold light was as dense as a forest, stretching out of the city wall neatly. The sharpness of the gun blade could easily cut through any armor, making all soldiers with magic will restlessness.

The arrow rain array that Pulun is proud of, and its name has already made these soldiers of the Dharma-Yihe soldiers deeply fear.

When those bows and arrows point to the sky at the same time, the day turns into night, survival turns into death, and the rain of death that covers the sky and the sun will come again.

Both armies were ready to go, and as soon as the time came, a fierce decisive battle was about to begin.

The sun is bright in the sky, the sea of ​​clouds is rolling like smoke, and the horn of war is played under the endless sky.

——Anhhh~~!

The militia of the French Will Empire took the lead in launching a charge. More than 100 ladders that arrived overnight were thrown into the wall attack battle. The catapult cart in the rear of the French Will camp also began to operate dullly, and dozens of huge rocks were loaded into the catapult.

It seems that the Fa Will Empire intends to conquer Pulun regardless of losses.

"Ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao ao!" The 50,000 Martial will militia who rushed to the front line made a harsh and harsh howl. Although they are cannon fodder, they have to admit that they can still dare to charge to the death in such a decisive battle. It's a pity that these people who are not afraid of death are cannon fodder.

The distance of more than 40 meters was fleeting, and more than 200 soldiers rushing in front were even ready to build a ladder to rush up the city wall.

However, at this moment, the defense of the inner city finally unfolded.

Buzz! A familiar slingshot sound, a black shadow curtain suddenly rose from the inner city of Prun and rushed straight into the sky. A soldier who survived the siege battle almost launched immediately.

"Rise the shield, raise the shield quickly!!!"
Chapter completed!