Chapter 784 (2/2)
”The last strength of the enemy has rushed towards us. This is the last counterattack of the barbarians and their last struggle before they die. They want to scare us and defeat us with such momentum.”
”Tell me, can they?”
”Can't --!!”
An unwilling and angry roar resounded through the sky.
”Now is the time for a showdown, now is the time to die for Boye!” holding up the long knife, Laszlo Varna tightened the reins, raised his front hoof and galloped in the direction of the battlefield:
”Boyi -- die with me --!”
”Blood for blood -- -- -- -- --!!”
At the next moment, all the boyans pulled out their sabers and ran towards the battlefield with the figure of Archduke Varna.
The last strength of the Boyi and the Centaur rushed to the battlefield and to each other without reservation.
Won.
Even if the opposite Centaur Khan still has 100000 soldiers in his hands, even if they can die like the elite centaurs before... It is doomed that it is impossible to reverse the war.
Because war has never been a number game. It has never been that whoever has more troops will win.
War is a game of confidence and advantage.
Who can always control the situation, who can make his army always believe that they are the party destined to win, who can make the soldiers fall to the ground and die, and don't forget to shout the battle... Whoever can win is the winner!
In this final offensive, the Centaur army blocked by the long gun array suddenly became fragmented, disorderly and fighting on their own; The Hussars took advantage of the situation to tear open one gap after another and drive straight in; The gap continues to expand, and then expand... Until the whole Centaur array is completely penetrated!
The Centaurs still don't have any posture of surrender or rout, even if the front collapses, they are still fighting desperately... But this is not enough to turn the war around.
Gradually, the battle turned from the initial confrontation into a one-sided massacre; The whole Centaur army was slaughtered, and the Hussars who rushed back and forth targeted the Centaur soldiers who began to turn and flee.
However, the almost palpable victory made a strange feeling come to the heart of Archduke Varna.
Something's wrong.
From the beginning to the end of the whole battle... He didn't see the flag of more than half of the man Martha Khan, let alone his figure.
Even at the last moment of charge, it didn't appear.
But how is that possible?
The commander of an army, a huge army of tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands, must be the most prominent one - otherwise, how should he make the soldiers summon up the courage to fight and command his army?
So why, why isn't the Centaur Khan on the battlefield?
Was he killed by a knight? Then why didn't the Centaur army collapse and even persist in fighting until now?
What the hell is this?!
”Duke! Duke --!!!”
There was a loud cry behind him. Raslo Varna turned around and saw the excited master asamai rushing towards him.
The next second, his eyes instinctively shrunk.
Although I didn't see it clearly, I could only vaguely detect it... There was an ominous omen, like a huge dark shadow approaching from the rear of the battlefield.
I see... Is it the enemy's ambush? I didn't really start until this moment, but why didn't my scouts before
”It's those elite heavy armor centaurs. They're alive again!!!!”
Struggling to suppress the trembling in his voice, master asamai, whose face was full of fear and shock, rushed directly to the Duke:
”I don't know how they did it, but those centaurs are not living things, but monsters distorted by the void. He... They are killing our soldiers!”
what?!
Archduke Varna's eyes opened the most.
Blood gushed, broken limbs broke and heads fell to the ground.
Just in the blink of an eye, the heavy ”centaurs” who should have died were suddenly killed from behind. They were slaughtering the Boyi soldiers who were struggling to fight to death.
But no matter how hard they fight, even if they use sabers and long guns to penetrate the enemy's heart, these ”monsters” can still continue to slaughter the collapsing front as if nothing had happened.
The whole rear line of the battlefield has been completely reduced to a slaughterhouse. With the shrill scream and terrible cry, one strange and ferocious shadow after another. The stumps and broken arms are ”rolling” in the sea of corpses and blood like waves.
Until this moment, Laszlo Varna really saw the appearance of those terrible monsters.
When his eyes crossed the battlefield behind him, another dark figure appeared at the end of the horizon... Even if he couldn't see clearly, he immediately guessed who it was.
Great Khan of Centaur tribe, leader of ChiYan banner, chakar.
”Chakar -!!!”
Varna roared hoarsely, and his red eyes could not express his anger at the moment.
”Duke, Duke, we must retreat!” master asamai grabbed him and shouted desperately: ”it's still time to retreat, otherwise once the enemy still hides an ambush, 100000 people in the whole army, including you, will really die without a place to bury!”
”Escape, where to escape?” however, Archduke Varna just stared at him fiercely: ”now is the time for a showdown. Once we retreat, it will become a rout, and we really have no chance!”
After that, Laszlo Varna raised his ”cavalry” long knife again and cried sadly:
”Boyle's sons - die with me!!!!!”
At the moment the voice fell, behind the Boyi army, countless terrible roars rang through the whole battlefield, and thousands of Centaur warriors poured down like a torrent!