On both wings, Skiff's bright red and Osterland's black were like two giant monsters, biting each other. Occasionally, when the battles were tight, it seemed like they were slapped, and the flesh and blood soldiers were torn apart in pieces and lay on the ground. The two sides fought fiercely.

At the beginning, Mrs. Skid was indeed a little cheaper. They used their courage to give the Ostlanders a lot of damage in the first round. Under the impact of Skid's army, the Ostland company, which was originally incomplete, was torn apart one by one and then shattered.

However, soon, when the Ostland army in the second row was not attacked by the shooting army, the situation reversed after the Ostland army joined the battlefield. The complete Ostland army had no flaws or shortcomings. Therefore, the effect of Mrs. Ski's fierce charge was not obvious. On the contrary, with discipline and good cooperation, the Ostland army gradually gained the advantage.

Seeing the battle situation develop so much, Caster, the Duke of Ostland opposite, shook his head secretly - he was not afraid of such a tactic of consumption. The Ostland army was nearly twice as many as the opponent. He had the strength to fight such a war of attrition.

What he was most worried about now was Skief's cavalry. On the front battlefield, Skief's shooting army and Osterland's longbowmen and stragglers shot each other for a long time. But he didn't see the other party launch an attack. If he couldn't see the other party launch an attack, the Duke of Custer did not dare to move...

"Cavals, it's almost time to go out..." Seeing the attack of the two wing troops on their side being frustrated, and the iron cans in the middle were almost immune to the musket shooting of their side. Marshal Leoff frowned and then ordered like this.

Of course, it was just a bait--soon, the Skief Shooting Army on the front stopped its meaningless shooting, and the array of halberds, spearmen and Ugor people opened. A large number of Ugor light cavalry wearing light leather armor and leather clothing rose on their horses and gathered in front of the formation. Then they whistled, made a strange roar, and rushed towards the Osterans--

Their equipment was not standard equipment provided by the Skiev government and the military. It was built or purchased by these tribes themselves. There were spears, long swords, swords, maces and maces, etc., which made the army look more like a mob, rather than a fearsome Skiev powerhouse.

However, before this, Marshal Leov also considered this, so at the forefront of these troops, a small number of wind cavalrymen in about a company shouted loudly and spread the arrays as much as possible. These cavalrymen wearing half-body armor, wearing leather of leopards, wearing nose guard helmets, decorated with feathered wings on the back armor, and holding a vermilion-long four-meter-long super-long rifle, were the wind cavalrymen that Skiev was proud of!

"Okay! Here comes!" The excited Duke of Custer did not notice something was wrong here. After seeing the opponent's cavalry rushed over, he breathed a sigh of relief and restored his grace and complacent look, as if everything was under control.

At the same time, on the front of the battlefield, the officers of Osterland's heavy spearmen roared loudly: "Get close to each other, gather together, gather together! Hold the shield and put the spear on the shield. Give those Skiffs a little color to see!"

Then, the soldiers of their squads, companies, detachments and regiments responded loudly - the entire Osterlanders' heavy spearmen roared in a row! It was like a mountain, like a reef in the waves, completely blocking Mrs. Ski's charge!

Except for the wind cavalry in the front of the company, which caused some trouble to the Osterlands, with a little casualties, the other Ugor cavalry seemed to have hit the wall, and they were bleeding. The Osterlands' array was unshakable, and Mrs. Ski, who had lost its impact, had to accept the fate of being constantly pierced by straight and uniform spears!

In this way, after blocking Mrs. Ski's charge, Osterland's heavy shield spearmen began to advance actively, as if a copper wall covered with spikes and constantly advancing, crushing all the creatures that stopped them from advancing. At the same time, the Great Swordsmen who were guarding the two wings of the array also launched a counter-charge. The addition of these assault troops wielding the Great Sword further increased Mrs. Ski's casualties.

"Okay, very good! That's it! In this way, we will win!" Duke Caster saw the frontal progress and the two wings gained an advantage. It can be said that his army had gained an overwhelming advantage, and he couldn't help but clench his fists and shouted excitedly.

"What's wrong!" However, at the same time, the Chaos Champion next to Duke Caster changed his face. After some observation, he found that the worst happened.

"Look, Duke!" He spoke in an anxious tone and said quickly: "Look at the number of cavalry on the other side, although the number of cavalry on the other side is large, they are all light cavalry not wearing armor! And it seems that they are not dressed up by Skiev's elite wind cavalry, but their nomadic peoples and the Ugor people! Their main cavalry troops are still hidden in the snow, and our first array has been all put into the war! This is probably the other side's plan!"

"How is it possible, we obviously-" While Custer said this, on the side of the battlefield, in the south, the wind cavalry who felt the fighter jets launched an attack. This time it was not a company, but two reorganized cavalry regiments!

Nearly two thousand wind cavalry lined up in three arrays, fifty meters apart to charge at the same time. When Duke Caster and Ostland soldiers found something was wrong, it was too late - because the speed of these cavalry was too fast, just like their title, as fast as the wind!

These wind cavalry, whose airflow tear the wings and the red spear that penetrated the hollow made a sharp noise like a hurricane, charged behind the Osterland's right wing!

"Damn it!!" After seeing this scene, Duke Custer's face turned green.

As if they were destroyed, the first row of wind cavalry was deeply embedded in the Osterland array, and at least three Osterland soldiers were lying at the feet of each war horse. After that, the wind cavalry dropped the red spears that had been folded into both ends on the enemy's body. They drew out their straight blade saber and slashed towards the enemy's forehead on both sides. Because they turned their backs to the enemy, many Osterland soldiers who reacted slightly did not even know how they died.

Then there were the second row of wind cavalry. Their attack further weakened the formation of the Ostronas. Then, after the third wave of cavalry rushed over, the right wing of the Ostronas army collapsed, and nearly one-fifth of the six thousand Ostronas soldiers were killed, and the rest were either washed away, fled, or made meaningless resistance - their formation had been completely destroyed, and the rest were massacre.

"Quick! The Bull Knights are coming! Block them! Block them!!!"

Duke Caster's face turned pale and his tone changed. His messenger was so scared that he rolled and crawled. He ran over as if he was crazy.

After a moment, the knights of the Bull Knights set out and rushed towards the battlefield in chaos. However, along the way, a large number of collapsed Osterland soldiers blocked their way. These aimless and fleeing soldiers blocked their possibility of charging. Then, Skiff's army, those infantry equipped with super spears and halberds, rushed over and attacked the Bull Knights.

The halberds used the barbs of the halberds to hook the thighs and waists of the Bull Knights, trying to hook them off their mounts. The super-length slingers used their spears to block the Bull Knights' war horses, so that these war horses dare not move forward. In this case, the Bull Knights' guns were completely useless, while their swords could not reach the enemy. Because of the defect in the attack distance, the Bull Knights were bound to their hands and feet and could not achieve the desired effect.

In this way, the situation on the right wing of the Ostland army further deteriorated. The Skiefs were able to calmly attack the backbone of the Ostlands from the flanks. The Skiefs army, which had gained the advantage of formation, had already laid a chance of victory - although half of the Ostlands had not moved. In this case, it was only a matter of time before the backbone and the left wing were destroyed. When the first array was completely defeated, it is easy to imagine how much morale the reserve troops of the second array could have.

It is very likely that they will be fled together by the defeated soldiers of the first formation without touching the enemy.

"It's really... damn."

"Duke." After seeing these, Duke Caster was already panicked. He could no longer do anything except cursing and giving some inconsistent and completely useless orders. Xin Lie, who had watched coldly for a long time, sneered slightly and said to him: "I think it's time to implement military law now. These disastrous cowards must be restored to their combat effectiveness as soon as possible. I think fear is the best way to deal with this situation."

"You're right, yes-but..."

Duke Caster hesitated for a moment - generally speaking, the combat priests of the state religion at this time are all fighting. These Sigma combat priests would shout the name of the God Emperor and kill all the traitors. However, at this time, because they secretly surrendered to Xin Liezhi, Duke Caster was afraid that the matter would be exposed, so there was no combat priest in his army...

"If the Duke thinks it is OK, I think my soldiers can take on this task." Seeing Duke Custer hesitant, the God-Choose Champion further suggested.

"You... well..." Duke Caster hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "Then please, please restore the order of the army in the shortest time."...)
Chapter completed!