This is an assault formation.

The soldiers of the Principal of Edfran were slowly moving forward. At the forefront were a row of warriors holding wooden shields neatly. The huge shields were assembled from thick wooden boards and covered with a layer of iron. The bronze rivets on them were flashing in the sun. These shields were huge and heavy, and two soldiers needed to be placed flat before they could be carried.

If this row of shields is straightened, the height has reached at least two blades.

"Are these people used to deal with us? But even heavy infantry can't face the cavalry in our territory. There is no steel shield that cannot be knocked out by the giant Komodo beast, nor the armor that we can't smash!" Tam kept laughing wildly, holding the mace in his hand.

"These guys have become smarter. Humans are indeed the smartest race, but no matter how smart they are, they can't do it!" Yang Dashuan sneered and said without raising his head.

The soldiers of the Principality who suffered a loss slowly moved their fronts.

Accompanied by neat footsteps and powerful slogans, tall warriors among humans are generally around two blades, and the huge shield can perfectly hide their bodies and block the gaze of the elf gunmen.

The entire formation is composed of three rows of soldiers holding shields, with a width of about four yards in front and back.

The arrangement of this distance is very particular. After the alliance's multiple practical experiences, the four-code defense distance can block the impact of heavy cavalry. Behind the three-row shield-pulling soldiers is a group of spearmen. The three-blade spear stretched out from both sides of the shield-pulling soldiers. From a distance, it looks like a steel forest is formed.

This is a complete propulsion formation.

There were about 10,000 people, which was to prevent the Maple Leaf Fortress from suddenly sending troops to attack during the advancement.

There were also two cavalrymen in the rebels holding all-steel halberds to guard the left and right wings of the propulsion line. The excellent war horses born and raised in the alliance kept sniffing in the dry air, occasionally lowering their heads and gnawing on one or two of weeds, and were quickly tied up by the knights.

The orderly nature of the soldiers made a whisper suddenly sound behind Yang Dashuan.

Today's battle situation will be more intense than yesterday!

Govelad looked at the formation of the Principality of Edfran, then looked at the slaves in the fortress, and kept sighing.

The front of the slaves in the territory was nothing to do with the battle formation. Fortunately, there was also Govelad, the senior judge of the church, in the territory, but the slaves had no formation at all. Some leaned over the battlements of the city wall and clumps were tied together.

As for the swamp giants, they sat cross-legged in front of the town hall, which was the only group of giants who could give people a sense of security. Faced with the Duchy Army's strength dozens of times their power, only they could maintain the expression of no concern like a rock and cut the logs on their own.

Accompanied by the low and powerful trumpet sounds in the public ** team, the army stopped five kilometers away from the city wall. The soldiers who packed up the shields quickly made way out. With loud shouts, a large blue-gray land otter with heavy bodies moved around from behind the formation to the front of the formation, with as many as seven heads. Most of them were injured, as if they were the ones who escaped yesterday.

The elf gunmen did not shoot, but looked at the soldiers coldly. Although they had a little rest yesterday, there were too many corpses in the moat, and with the deposit of sandbags, the river surface was filled with several vans, which could be safely passed by.

At this moment, about two or three hundred soldiers separated from the army. They formed a strange formation, one in front and one behind, and walked forward for three or two steps. The soldiers in the front row were carrying huge horns and horns. With a hundred people blowing so hard, the high horn sound suddenly spread throughout the wasteland.

Just as Yang Dashuan was wondering what the other party was going to do, the seven-headed earth laziness also gave in to both sides under the shouts of the knight. More than a dozen shirtless men were carrying an exquisite carriage and injured it in front of them. The misty white gauze blocked the surroundings of the carriage. Through the "Galileo far-sighted tube", Yang Dashuan could vaguely see that the carriage was sleeping in the carriage.

Look, it should be Grand Duke Peter!

Yang Dashuan stretched out his body, and a crackling sound like fried beans came from all over his body.

"Rogge? Peter!" Grand Duke Peter's sharp voice spread throughout the wasteland through the magic crystal. "You are surrounded. Now you have to put down the suspension bridge and open the door to surrender. Otherwise, the Duchy's 200,000 troops will level your territory without hesitation. When the city is broken, we will massacre the city!"

When he heard the word "slaughter of the city", the city wall suddenly became riots.

Yang Dashuan didn't say anything, but just kept rolling his eyes. Govellard glanced at Lao Yang. His calmness was the most important backbone in the fortress.

"If you open the city gate and surrender now, I may be able to forgive your sins!" Grand Duke Peter continued: "Who can capture Rogge alive? Peter, I will reward this brave warrior with ten thousand gold coins and give him the title of viscount!"

The riots on the city wall became increasingly fierce, and Yang Dashuan tilted his head and lowered his head to look for him.

"What should I do?" Alice suddenly felt that the eyes of the newly conquered captives had changed.

Yang Dashuan reached out and took an iron-tied bow from the Centaur Dataibao.

The iron-tied bow is a long-range bow that the territory originally configured for centaurs. According to Yang Dashuan's idea, these centaurs formed a cavalry and archery force. However, due to the successful development of the Guli Fire System, this plan was completely stranded, but there are still many centaur's iron-tied bows still retained.

The iron-tied bow of Dataibao is the largest bowstring. To pull the bowstring, it takes at least about one thousand pounds of force, and the maximum range is 500 yards, but basically no one can pull it.

He pulled a spear and put the bow on the strings. Yang Dashuan narrowed his eyes.

The laughter of the city suddenly started to rise. Two kilometers away, even the giant could not shoot the bow and arrow so far, let alone just a crappy human.

The soldiers in the front row holding shields raised nervously, blocking the front end of the imperial carriage.

But before he could block it, he was driven away by Grand Duke Peter. "What a panic? Do you think he can shoot the bow and arrow two kilometers away?"

After hearing this, the shield-pulling warriors laughed and put down their high shields.

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The slaves on the city wall also turned red, and they just felt embarrassed. But the ridicule and contempt did not make Yang Dashuan stop his movements. The iron-tied bow squeaked with his slowly spreading hands. The bowstrings were full and soon turned into a full moon again.

'clang!'

With a light and crisp sound, the bowstring could not bear such a great amount of force and was quietly breaking.

And at the moment of breaking, the spear shot out. The black shadow shot straight towards Grand Duke Peter's carriage with a sharp and harsh whistling sound.

"boom!"

The all-metallic carriage collapsed in an instant, and the silk cotton mattress was quietly torn apart. The white catkins in the sky fluttered, and the white veil on the carriage also flew high. Eight shirtless men carrying the carriage fell to the ground on the spot. The impact of the spear from top to bottom made their knees smash into the soil.

The imperial carriage flew and was nailed to the ground.

Everyone was stunned.

Grand Duke Peter lay on the imperial carriage, his whole body was dissipating little by little.

The aristocratic life made him feel helpless in the face of emergencies. At this moment, his face was extremely pale, so scared that he couldn't even say a word. His eyes were wide open, but he had no spirit at all.

The spear was inserted straight from above the carriage and landed between Grand Duke Peter's legs.

A pool of yellow water stains on the silk-textured bloomers were spreading rapidly.

The soldiers holding the shield blinked their eyes in disbelief and looked at the shield banging in their hands. The wooden board inlaid with iron was enough to block the full blown attack of the Bemon warrior. How could they not be able to block a spear that was shot? Moreover, the spear penetrated through two shields in succession. A sound of saliva swishing sounded. Amid the heart-wrenching shouts of Grand Duke Peter, the soldiers in the front row reacted and raised their shields to block in front of them.

The panicked men quickly climbed up the imperial carriage and tried hard to pull out the spear nailed on the imperial carriage.

The rude movements caused Grand Duke Peter to roar and yell and scold angrily.

The ridiculed and the ridiculed characters quietly exchanged. The riot on the city wall disappeared, but was replaced by the sharp eyes and firm eyes of the slaves. With the urging and shouting of the adjutant, the shocked soldiers reacted and gritted their teeth and held their shields and approached forward step by step, fearing that such a spear would be shot out.
Chapter completed!