"Damn, what's going on?
The enemy rushed up to stop them, stop them."
Amid the angrily shouts of the Dark Elf commanders, the elite troops of the Dark Elf and the soldiers of the new war machine army held bayonets and scimitars. , launched a counterattack towards these gaps. otbnkotgt However, before these guys could react, explosives exploded above their heads again.
The huge explosion swallowed up a company in an instant.
The shock wave and loud noise made thousands of people present feel dizzy.
Then, the explosive bottles that were thrown in succession frightened these guys.
They tried desperately to dodge, but it was a pity that the tightly packed troops and the narrow terrain meant that they could not even find any space to hide.
In a series of explosions that shook the earth, more than a dozen companies on the opposite side and thousands of people were killed.
Thousands of soldiers were deafened or otherwise affected.
Even the sturdiest of warriors cannot stand this situation.
Even if the opponent is a so-called elite army, the dark elves' guards and the new army's war machines.
But in the end, they are still humans and living creatures.
They have their own emotions and desires, which means that these guys actually know how to be afraid.
Know fear.
The bombardment by the combat engineers frightened these guys.
Because they had never tried or experienced such a terrifying fire attack before.
This is simply not something humans can do.
In fact, this is true.
Are they really doubting that their opponents are really humans?
If they are really humans, why can they invent, manufacture, and use such terrible weapons?
Many people who believed in the Crescent God Cult immediately fell to their knees on the ground, chanting the holy name of Akbar.
At the same time, they prayed, hoping that the most high and mighty God would guide them and free them from the weapons of the devil.
It's a pity that this is actually of no use.
These guys were quickly killed by the angry Dark Elf overseers.
Or they were blown to death by more violent bombings, shocked to death, or they were trampled to death.
The tide is over.
Large numbers of new auxiliary troops poured in from several different gaps.
Leaving everyone struggling to cope.
Although the dark elves and the New Army soldiers were still working hard and fighting bravely, they felt more and more inadequate.
Before their commander could move his troops, they were destroyed by a violent explosion.
They tried to move their troops anywhere, but it was quickly bombed.
They wanted to retreat the soldiers who had been fighting fiercely on the front line for a period of time.
But those guys were soon blown away together with their enemies, the new annexes of the nomads.
It doesn't matter, this kind of loss is quite normal.
They must have gotten used to it during this time.
At least on the surface, I'm used to it.
Well, that's it, William believed, at least if they were very powerful.
After all, there will not be another Wobasi or a Turgut tribe in this era.
Yeah, yeah, that must be the case, yes, yes.
William was thinking happily in his heart.
At the same time, the war continued.
I was stunned by William's brutal and unreasonable tactics.
Many dark elves and new army soldiers didn't know what to do.
Seeing that this fortress has been breached.
Their number has dropped to less than 10,000.
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If the situation continues to deteriorate, their outcome can be imagined, and there will be no possibility other than defeat.
No, in fact, looking at it now, their end is doomed.
They are alone in defeat.
They are very few in number, and they are surrounded by countless guys who hope to use their heads to please their monarch.
That is, the new annexed army of nomads who are crazy like crazy.
They were effectively finished.
"It is impossible to hold on any longer."
The dark elf commander thought in his heart and made a quick judgment.
At the same time, he also figured out in the shortest time what he should do in this situation.
Breakout.
There is no other way except breaking out.
Only by breaking through, and only by breaking through, can there be a glimmer of hope. but.
If we break through in one go, the probability of success is not very high either.
"In this case, it's time for those war machines to serve us."
Thinking of this, the dark elf commander immediately thought of a way.
Yes, it was those war machines and new army soldiers.
They want those new army soldiers to act as bait and take the first step.
They are asked to serve as the vanguard and attack the Hereford family's front to open a gap for the dark elves.
At the same time, some new army soldiers should be left as rearguard to prevent the Hereford family's new auxiliary troops from attacking like mad dogs.
At the same time, the new auxiliary troops must launch an assault in another direction to attract the opponent's attention.
Well, that's it.
Just a pity.
They had too many tasks to accomplish and too few new troops.
There is absolutely no way to meet their needs.
The dark elf commander thought so in his heart.
If he is alive and can go back alive this time, he must write to the female Sultan Fatima and train more new army troops.
The more useful cannon fodder like this is, the better.
No amount is enough.
With this thought in his mind, the dark elf commander immediately issued orders to all the troops.
Although the officers and soldiers of the new army hesitated a little at first after receiving the order, soon the values, ideas, morals, etc. instilled in them by the dark elves restrained them and allowed them to make the "final decision".
"Correct" choice.
A regiment of new army troops attacked the new auxiliary army.
The other two regiments of new auxiliary troops worked in tandem to protect the remaining dark elf troops in the middle, and then launched a charge towards the west, that is, in the direction of the Ottoman Empire.
It was completely unexpected that the opponent could launch a counterattack under such adversity.
At the same time, he did not expect that the opponent's combat power would be so strong.
In an instant, the new annex of the nomads was blinded.
Whether it is the war machine of the new army or the Dark Elf Guards.
Their hand-to-hand combat prowess was significantly higher than that of the new vassals, the nomads who considered themselves brave.
Although the latter went through a period of regular military training.
But William did not have so many pole weapons, let alone so many flintlocks and bayonets to equip them.
Not even stainless steel sabers and sabers.
In this case, these guys are still using various iron weapons that are very precious and even passed down from father to son.
Although these weapons have been well maintained.
But iron is iron and steel is steel.
The two cannot be compared at all.
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No matter in terms of weapons and equipment, training, quality and morale, they can't compare with the New Army and the Guards.
What's more, the latter has already risked his life in order to break through.
Morale is high and combat power is crazy.
Therefore, after the opponent launched a breakout, the newly attached troops were immediately blinded.
Two gaps were broken in an instant.
"Mobilize the army and don't let these guys escape."
Standing on the parapet on the top of a half-destroyed tower, William looked at this scene and said calmly.
"This, do we want the regular army to go into battle?"
Next to William, his deputy and chief of staff of the expeditionary force, Little John, couldn't help but ask.
"No need."
William said without hesitation: "They continue to stand by on the outside.
The musketeers must be ready."
Hearing what William said, Little John immediately understood what William meant.
The dark elves trapped here do have infantry and cavalry.
But when the battle got to this point, their horses were either captured or frightened and fled, and the cavalry were all converted into infantry.
In this case, even if these guys can break out, death is what awaits them in the end.
The cavalry units of the expeditionary force would follow closely behind, constantly weakening them.
Moreover, there is no better tactic in the world than the battle loss ratio of pursuit and escape.
What's more, William sent his elite musketeers.
They barely even needed to engage in contact battles with the dark elves to defeat those guys.
"But, if that's the case, why do the newly attached troops have to work so hard?"
Little John thought of this, and a new question arose.
But soon, this question was replaced by a chilling inference.
William wanted to wear down the strength of the new annexes.
He even said that in William's opinion, the soldiers of these new annexes were probably not worth as much as a revolver bullet.
"Is this what is called loving soldiers like sons and using them like clay?"
Little John couldn't help but think in his heart, and then forced himself to suppress these rebellious thoughts.
His family had served the Herefords since his grandfather's generation.
No matter what, his monarch or his old master are both people worth following.
He cannot and should not have any negative thoughts about William.
But the more he thought about it, the more he couldn't help but think about it in that aspect.
The level of fear for William is getting higher and higher.
"What are you thinking about?
Hurry up and convey my order."
Seeing little John standing there stunned and not knowing what he was thinking, William shouted unhappily.
After that, Little John responded hurriedly as if waking from a dream, and then went to arrange the tasks assigned to him by William.
Whether or how many soldiers in the newly attached army died didn't seem to have much to do with him.
Why would he disobey his master's order for these guys?
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