Chapter 326

Unexpectedly, the whole army was destroyed and died silently in a certain place in the Huax Zimo country. Oh, no, it should now belong to the territory of Mongolia.

It should have died in the territory of the China Khan ruled by Haigu Duzheng.

How ironic, but they didn't look at the result.

Because they did not dare, did not dare to make trouble in the period when Mongolia destroyed huaxzimo, because they were afraid to become the next huaxzimo to be destroyed.

But this day is coming, and the army of Mongolia is coming.

At the thought of this, Vladimir had a headache. He tried his best to pull the bell beside the chair, making the whole hall full of this crisp bell.

"Someone!"

"What can I do for you, my lord?"

"Send these two keepsakes to Archduke Kiev and Archduke garich without delay!"

"Yes!"

The waiter quickly withdrew. In his hand was a family token handed to him by Archduke Vladimir.

This is an early agreement between the three principalities. Their usual friction is hardly worth mentioning in the face of life and death.

But the result will certainly disappoint Archduke Vladimir.

Because at this time of the western expedition, he went home to play Pinball for his son. He still had a lot of face.

This episode finally plunged Vladimir, who had been waiting for reinforcements for three days, into despair.

When the heads of his three legions arrived, the whole castle was shrouded with a strong smell of heroic end.

He looked at several brave captains in the hall indifferently, but others except the first corps were full of fighting spirit.

"Archduke, your most loyal Legion commander invites you to fight. I will lead my soldiers to defend the glory of the brown bear family to the death."

"Defend our territory from outsiders and drive these rude, uncivilized yellow monkeys where they should be."

"Archduke, give orders."

Looking at the fanatical expression of the head of the second army, Vladimir, sitting at the top, was silent for a long time before he spoke.

"Then I will hand over the future of the whole principality to you. Please use the sword in your hand to protect me and my people."

"If you can return triumphantly, then I swear by my family honor that you will become the only Legion marshal of the Principality of Vladimir."

"I will also ask our emperor to give you a lifelong noble symbol. Your family will flourish and become another new noble in my principality."

"And I will divide all the territories from the Volga River to outside the city of leyazan into the territory of your ascension."

Such a reward made the head of the second army blush with excitement. He immediately knelt down on one knee and dedicated an oath belonging to the knight.

"Yes! I will carry the glory of the principality and expel the enemy forever!"

With that, he got up and led his followers away from the conference hall without looking back, leaving only an empty collision of armor.

Archduke Vladimir, looking at his far back, did he not see the fear of the head of the first army who reluctantly left?

But at this time, he only had a sigh and a blessing for these people in this castle.

Unfortunately, the blessing of mortals did not have the effect they imagined.

The head of the second army, who gathered three legions, arranged his decisive line of defense in the plain thirty miles away from the capital of the Grand Duchy of Vladimir.

His most elite soldiers wore airtight armor, and behind him were militias and mercenaries from all over the country raised with rich copper coins.

There are some good soldiers in these wandering armies.

For example, the guy named Peter Pan can shoot three arrows and crossbows with a bow in the jungle. Even the most flexible deer can't escape his pursuit.

The soldier named rattigatz was as strong as a black bear in the forest. The two huge axes on his back had harvested the heads of countless enemies.

These outlaws have their own proud skills.

In the face of those savage Mongolian people, it is really appropriate to use such people to resist the enemy.

Therefore, when Gu Zheng led the cavalry team to the capital territory of Vladimir, he saw such a scene.

On the plain opposite them, there are already a dense crowd of people with different costumes, like a mixed beggars' sect.

There are Caucasians with half naked arms wrapped in fur, and Kazakhs with the same Oriental face and machete hook chain in their hands.

There are Rangers in tight hoop leather clothes and farmers with dung forks.

Behind these messy teams, there is a regular army square composed of bright armor. The number seems to be almost the same as the cavalry team led by Gu Zheng.

Seeing this, Gu Zheng smiled, and the louder he laughed, he really couldn't understand that the soldiers of the powerful huros empire he had imagined countless times would look like this.

As Gu Zheng began to laugh, the group of most loyal cavalry guards behind him began to laugh.

This seemed to be contagious, and then the whole Mongolian Legion laughed.

The collective ridicule of thousands of people, the opening of this group ridicule mode, made the Legion leaders of the Archduke opposite stunned.

"Alas, what do you say the Mongolian people opposite are doing? Why laugh when the two armies confront each other?"

"Is this their tradition, or is it a kind of witchcraft in the east?"

"That's terrible. Pass on my orders and they can't laugh anymore! Attack! Attack!"

Only the group of employees who stand at the forefront can really see the smile from Mongolian people.

Even if they don't know the language, they can see that it is naked ridicule.

With condescending contempt.

As a group of people with the highest value of force, when did they receive such an insult?

Under the influence of strong alcohol, they have already formed the habit of doing things when they don't agree with each other.

Therefore, as soon as the commander's attack order was issued, the group of people dressed in demons rushed towards Gu Zheng with weapons in hand.

"Look how my arrow blessed by the goddess of nature penetrates your arrogant head!"

Oh, I forgot to say that this group of orus people who still believe in the gods in Slavic mythology have firmly believed that their gods are the most powerful since the moment before the war.

But with Gu Zheng's order, they saw the malice belonging to Changsheng day.

"Shoot an arrow!"

Sitting on the horse, Gu Zheng, even with an inverted hot pot helmet on his head, did not affect his handsome. With the fall of his arm, the arrow rain in all directions rose.

The roaring mercenaries of huros died under the overwhelming rain of arrows before they could make any effective resistance.

Its density is almost nowhere to hide.

Only those with shields escaped with excellent response, while those rangers who believe in personal force have been defeated by the strong bow of Mongolia before their bows and arrows have been opened.

This is not a tactical victory, but just a crushing of equipment.

When an empire has evolved to cooperate with the group army, how can another country that is still relying on its own financial resources to raise mercenaries be the opponent of the other party.

Nek 100000 vsky, who could fight the bear with his bare hands, had fallen to the ground like a scarecrow's arrow target.

And the so-called most sensitive assassin has already fallen quietly from behind the person who covered him.

Just because a bow and arrow penetrated the throat of the man who acted as a meat shield in front, then directly inserted into his eyeball and penetrated his brain, which claimed to be smart.

From Gu Zheng's order to the fall of the people, it was only a process of less than two minutes.

It was this short time that showed the life and death of the top man in front of him.

Some militia farmers with dung forks and iron hammers ran at the end of the line because they were not agile enough.

It was precisely because they could not do it that they escaped their lives under this round of arrow rain.

Quiet, there was only dead silence on the battlefield at this time, but it was broken by the howl of fear of a trembling farmer.

"Ah! I don't want to die!"

"Run, they belong to the devil's legion and are the war punished by the gods! This is a battle between the gods, not ours!"

Then, when he ran, he didn't forget to pick up the dung fork he had just dropped because of panic.