Chapter Nineteenth: Bloody Battle on the Battlefield

  The defenders' crossbows were so powerful that the tens of thousands of troops of the Caesar Empire retreated for several miles, not daring to station near the border fort.

  The generals and soldiers guarding the border were excited, shouting with high morale. When a large number of reinforced crossbows were produced, it was also the best time for them to launch a counterattack.

  The officers and men of the Arsenal Camp, as well as those blacksmiths, were full of energy, working overtime to make crossbows and arrows, and the whole camp was no longer dull.

  Along the hundred-mile border, soldiers guarding each border castle began to use new-style crossbows, which were easy to operate, had a long range, high accuracy and were convenient to carry.

  The main city gate of Bianyang City, which had been guarding the city wall and the sea gate, finally opened its gates. Over a thousand soldiers marched out in neat steps, advancing majestically towards the outside of the city.

  After multiple sieges, the Caesar Empire's soldiers suffered over 20,000 casualties. Faced with the Castel Empire's soldiers wielding new-style crossbows, they began to panic. At this time, the other garrison troops along the hundred-mile border also started gathering here, and the moment of the great counterattack had arrived.

  With the general's order...

  Over a thousand soldiers holding crossbows began their attack, with arrows flying through the air towards the Caesar Empire's army. The improved catapults also slowly emerged from the city to join the battle.

  The floating bridge on the moat unexpectedly provided favorable conditions for the Castor Empire's attack, relying on the long-range and strong-penetrating crossbowmen, who fearlessly launched a counterattack.

  Crossbowmen in the front, infantry closely followed, catapults, cavalry units at the last, outside the moat, the two armies formed a confrontation, and on the city tower, there were also hundreds of meters of crossbows, waiting in array.

  The 80,000-strong army of the Kaisar Empire faced off against the more than 8,000 officers and men of the Castel Empire, among whom were over a thousand "cannon fodder" soldiers, who felt wave after wave of fear.

  Facing the hail of arrows, the soldiers of the Caesar Empire could only hold up thick shields to maintain a defensive formation. Those crazy cavalry troops were also helpless in the face of the hail of arrows. The small crossbow's arrow branches had a close-range attack power that could even penetrate a horse, and it was terrifying to think about how strong its penetration power was.

  In this era of cold weapons, the innovation of weapons is so important. The small crossbow can even affect the situation on the entire battlefield, and now the defending side has become the attacking side. The battlefield changes in an instant, and anything can happen.

  The warriors of the Kastor Empire launched a frenzied counterattack, intensifying the hail of arrows from their crossbows and wielding an overwhelming advantage. The army of the Caesar Empire, despite being well-trained and marching in unison, was completely demoralized by such powerful weapons and lost all semblance of military discipline, fleeing in disarray. One by one, they frantically ran for their lives, fearful of becoming the first test subject for the crossbows. A soldier who fell while running had his head trampled by another person rushing past him. All that was heard was a crunching sound as the man's neck was broken by the fleeing crowd, and then he was trampled into a pulp by the throngs of people escaping, his body covered in blood, never imagining that he would die such a death while running away!

  "Knock knock knock..."

  The war drums of the formal charge have sounded, and the generals of the Kastel Empire are in high spirits, shouting and howling as they charge forward crazily.

  "Charge!"

  "Charge!"

  “……”

  The soldiers of the Kast Empire were like wolves and tigers, roaring with fury, as if a fierce tiger was descending from the mountain, exceptionally brave.

  "Whoosh! Whoosh!" The sound of arrow after arrow piercing the Caesar Empire's soldiers, blood splattering everywhere, corpses scattered all over the field!

  The Kastel army trampled over the corpses of the enemy army, their armor covered in the fresh blood of their foes, a sea of red and black!

  "Boom! Boom!" The massive catapult let out a loud noise! In an instant, it smashed a group of fleeing Caesar Empire people into mush. Splattered blood splashed onto many fleeing soldiers' bodies.

  More than 80,000 of Caesar's troops retreated more than ten miles, with casualties exceeding half. What a terrifying number! The slow-moving soldiers were either killed or captured. These captives really didn't dare to run anymore, they feared being pierced through the body, they feared being smashed into pulp. They couldn't escape, they knelt down and begged for mercy, willing to be taken captive!

  The soldiers of the Kast Empire did not pursue again, and more than a thousand crossbowmen formed three lines of defense, closely watching the distant enemy! The remaining troops began to clear the battlefield, and tens of thousands of surrendered soldiers did not change their tragic fate.

  Thousands of soldiers armed with big knives are arrayed and waiting to massacre tens of thousands of people at once!

  "Gululu! Gululu!" One head after another was chopped off from the neck, thrown to the ground, and fresh blood constantly stained the executioner's knife, also staining the battlefield, and even arranging their bloody skulls into rows of defensive lines!

  The battlefield is an ocean of blood, a bloody smell pervades the entire battlefield, too cruel, too terrifying, too...

  Ran had once tried to stop those officers' cruel orders, but due to his low rank, he couldn't change the fate of these surrendered soldiers. Now, he still occasionally sighed, and such a strong man couldn't help but shed tears.

  When the angry Caesar Empire army charged again, those Caesar special empire soldiers retreated quickly to the border city and locked the city gate. The city tower was once again filled with dense rows of soldiers holding crossbows.

  Caesar's army was at a loss, and could only clean up the bloody battlefield. The cries and wails shook heaven and earth. War is cruel, and beheading over 10,000 soldiers was indeed too brutal.

  General Robert, the commander of the border guards, saw this scene on the city wall and was so angry that he couldn't speak. The officers who gave the order were sent by the palace, and General Robert had no way to deal with them at this time.

  Caesar's army finally began to retreat, and the soldiers guarding the city cheered loudly, especially those who were cannon fodder, were extremely excited.

  General Robert, the commander of the border garrison, fulfilled his promise. These 'cannon fodder' soldiers from different military camps finally gained their freedom and became real imperial soldiers. However, Rayn Green, although he was a battalion commander, still had the identity of a 'cannon fodder' soldier because he did not receive the waist plate symbolizing an imperial soldier's status. At this time, he was sulking in the tent of his old comrades in the military camp.

  "Captain, this is so unfair! If it weren't for your designed crossbow, how could the Caesar Empire's army retreat?" The bearded and mustached Rus said with a red face, staring with his eyes wide open, extremely distressed.

  "Yes, we followed the captain into the thick of battle, launched a night raid on the enemy camp, and risked our lives, so why did it end up like this?" Reid, who was lying in bed with an arrow wound on his buttocks that still hadn't healed, gritted his teeth in pain and expressed his discontent.

  "Squad leader, let's go find the general and reason with him!"

  “……”

  Everyone was discussing and sympathizing with Rein, who was the team leader.

  "Ah, never mind, I'm just a descendant of the Imperial Rebel Army, and the only lifelong professional soldier in the Empire. Being able to become your captain is an honor for me, please don't worry about me, I'm fine, really!" Rayn waved his hand, looking at these brothers who had been through life and death with him, he said very sincerely.

  At this time, the temporary camp where they were located was quiet and silent, everyone kept silent, looking at Captain Lane, not knowing how to comfort him.

  "Cough, cough..." Ryder suddenly started coughing, looking very strange. As everyone followed his gaze, they saw that there was an extra person at the entrance of the camp, a woman, a beautiful woman.

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