412: C412 Golden Gate Gully Plain

C412 Golden Gate Gully Plain

After saying that, Ye Tian grabbed Bi Ling's arm and pulled her to the bed. He then turned around and pressed her down on the bed.

Ye Tian looked at Bi Ling's face and viciously said, "I just got punched, so why don't you give me some comfort?"

With that, he extended his hands towards Bi Ling's body.

Mei Rou was still sitting in the west wing with embroidery in her hand. She could hear Bi Ling's scream from afar.

Shaking her head, Mei Rou said, "Didn't you say enough after getting punched?"

Just when Ye Tian was looking for Bi Ling to comfort her, hundreds of miles away in Golden Gate Valley, the Spearhead of the Oca Fourth Army was moving forward in batches on a flat land to the west of Golden Gate Valley.

This was a very wide plain, at least ten miles square. It could completely accommodate the one hundred thousand soldiers of the Fourth Legion.

Seeing that the whole army had completely entered the Golden Gate Valley's territory, Captain and Commander Gore started to wonder if he should stop, take a break, and then continue on his way.

Just as he was about to give the order to stop, a personal guard quickly came to Gore's side and said in a deep voice: "Sir, an ambush was discovered in front. There are thousands of enemies and they are all riding Unicorn.

Gore frowned, logically speaking, this place should still be considered the hinterland of Oca Empire even though it was still hundreds of miles away from the border. An army with an unknown origin could actually set up an ambush on the Fourth Legion's route, no matter how you looked at it, it didn't make any sense.

Frowning, Gore asked: "How are you so sure that this army ambushed us? Did you send a scout forward to negotiate and inquire? "

The janitor nodded his head and said, "Yes, but that scout was killed by an electric spell before he could even reach a hundred meters away from them. That's why I'm certain that this army was ambushed."

Gore stared and said: "You shot my scout? After having eaten a leopard's guts, he passed down an order: the cavalry army to the first battalion, to surround and annihilate them. Wasn't there only a few thousand people? Let the First Battalion not leave any survivors, kill them all for me. "

The janissary clasped his fists and said, "Yes."

Finished speaking, the janissary turned around and quickly headed for the cavalry unit's first battalion to pass on the order to fight.

In less than half a quarter of an hour, the rumbling of the horses' hooves shook the quiet plains to the point that it sounded like an intense noise. The First Cavalry Battalion of the fourth Oca, all of them accelerating, broke away from the square formation of the entire army and rushed forward.

The third Oca army was a cavalry army, with eighty percent of the cavalry soldiers, leaving behind only one Archery Range. The fighting style of the Third Legion was also based on their physical combat and cavalry charge. Therefore, the first cavalry unit was obviously a very powerful army.

Following that, Gore gave the order for the other battalions to stop their advance, take a rest on the spot and start a fire.

Hearing Gore's order, the entire army immediately stopped and started to gather around the small teams, one by one. Every squad started a fire and received their food from the logistics soldiers. They either cooked or roasted it before quickly cooking on the stove.

A quarter of an hour later, a janissary hurried to Gore's side.

Before the janissaries could say anything, Gore asked first: "How's the result of the 1st Battalion? Why is he not back yet? "

The janissary lowered his voice and said, "Sir, the scouts ahead have sent news. The first battalion has been completely annihilated. Not a single one has returned."

"What?" Gore turned around and looked at the janissary in disbelief.

The janissary was scared by Gore's gaze. He quickly lowered his head and said in a low voice, "The scout in front did indeed say that."

Gore suddenly stood up, pulled a dark horse to his side, and jumped onto the back of the horse. Then, he madly rushed through the entire army camp and arrived at the scout camp at the front of Spearhead.

After getting off the horse, Gore's face was gloomy as he walked directly to the bonfire where the commander of the scout battalion was.

Seeing Gore, the commander of the scout battalion quickly stood up.

Gore asked with a dark expression, "What exactly happened?"

The commander of the scouts battalion said, "I have already sent five groups of scouts to confirm that the cavalry unit of the first battalion has indeed suffered a devastating blow. At this moment, I am afraid they have been completely annihilated."

Gore asked, "Who are they?"

"According to the scouts' description, although the enemy only has around three thousand people, each of them has a strange weapon in their hands that allows them to cast electric magic. Judging from the degree of damage and the scope of effect, electric magic was at least at the seventh rank. In other words, the other party has three thousand Primary Magic Mentor. " The scout battalion commander said again.

Hearing the commander's words, Gore sucked in a breath of cold air. He had a look of disbelief on his face as he said: "Are you sure you didn't make a mistake? Three thousand Primary Magic Mentor? Even with Oca and Devil Tutor Mage Group, there are not that many people. "

The commander nodded his head again and said, "I have sent five groups of scouts. After repeated confirmation and repeated observation, there should not be any problems with this conclusion."

Gore asked again, "I can't tell which army it is?"

The commander shook his head and said, "Tian Gong, Oca, Eli, Barrow, Inca, we have never seen an army equipped with such clothing. And it didn't seem like an army of West Continent either. "In short, their origins are unknown."

Gore was considered to be one of the calmer captains in the Oca Legion. After pondering for a moment, he opened his mouth and said: "Let's go and take a look."

Seeing that Gore was going to check the front, the janissary held out his hand to stop him and said, "Sir, the motive of that troop is unknown. Please do not put yourself at risk, sir."

Gore gritted his teeth and said: "They killed one of my scouts and destroyed one of my cavalry battalion. If I don't see for myself, how could I face the dead soldiers?"

Hearing Gore's words, the janissary slowly lowered his arm.

Gore pulled over the dark horse and jumped onto it. The commander of the scout battalion quickly ordered a few soldiers of the scout battalion and got on his horse as well.

After going over a hill in front of them, Gore saw a depression in the ground in front of them. At this moment, there were three troops lined up in a phalanx.

Unicorn, an ink-blue military uniform, and strangely shaped weapons. Just from the appearance alone, it was indeed impossible to tell which nation's army it was.

However, from the looks of the corpses of the horses and soldiers scattered on the ground between Gore's position and that strange army, it was clear that they were the first battalion of the cavalry of the Fourth Legion.

Looking at the scattered corpses of horses and soldiers everywhere, Gore lamented in his heart.

In all honesty, the First Cavalry Battalion was the trump card of the Fourth Legion, and many times they had rendered meritorious service in the war against the Icemounders. But now, he was being annihilated here by an army of unknown origin. How could he teach Gore, who was the commander, not to feel heartache?

Taking a deep breath, Gore said to the guards beside him: "Pass down the order, put out the fire, and everyone will form a formation on the spot and start charging."

The janissary nodded, but before he could say anything, Gore's face turned pale.

Right in front of them, the three thousand strong army seemed to have completed some kind of assembly, and quickly changed their formations, forming a wedge shaped like a nail. Then, without further ado, a Unicorn began charging forward with its front hooves raised high.

Immediately after, the three wedge shaped arrays followed the first Unicorn and started charging at the same time.

After a few breaths of time, Gore finally reacted. According to this team of three thousand people, they would be able to completely annihilate the First Cavalry Battalion within an extremely short period of time. The Oca Third Legion that was still on fire, would definitely not be able to escape the enemy's massacre.

Suddenly reacting, Gore quickly turned around and shouted towards the 3rd army: "Hurry, get up, form a defensive formation on the spot, hurry up."

Perhaps it was because they were a distance away and were already enjoying their meal on the plains, most of the soldiers did not hear Gore's warning.

Gore turned his head again, and said to the commander of the scout camp and his guards: "Quickly send the order, everyone form the formation here, since the enemy is Primary Magic Mentor, they won't let us go so easily, quick."

Hearing Gore's words, the commander of the scout battalion and a few of his janissaries finally realized the severity of the problem. As far as the commander of the scout battalion was concerned, if the original army stayed put and didn't provoke them, then there wouldn't be a big problem. Now that they saw this strange army charging at them, and their target was the 4th Legion, Gore was completely right.

This meant that the real intention of this army was to completely annihilate the 4th Legion.

Thinking of this, the commander of the scouting battalion couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

The order was passed down at the fastest speed possible.

However, it was too late.

The Unicorn's unparalleled speed completely shattered Gore's temporary battle plan. In just a few breaths, the Unicorn had already passed the hillside. Then, it howled as it rushed towards the endless bonfire and the circle of soldiers that surrounded it.

At this moment, Gore could only watch this scene without tears until dazzling bolts of lightning appeared in front of his eyes.

As more and more Unicorn rushed up the hill, the personal guard beside Gore said anxiously: "Sir, this place is dangerous, let's retreat."0

Gore shook his head. Judging from the destructive power and scope of the electric magic, Gore himself is also an Elementary Fire Magic Mentor, he can definitely determine that if these three thousand Elementary Lightning mages were to charge down, the fate of the Fourth Legion would be sealed, and they will not be able to escape.

Thinking about this, Gore looked at the personal guards beside him, and said: "Quickly retreat, and try to find a way out. Escape back into the Shangjing City, and tell Ivan Your Highness, how many and three thousand people does the Tiangong Empire have left, and tell His Highness to be on high alert. Even though this Devil Tutor Mage Group is not numerous, it is enough to determine the victor of the entire battlefield. "

After he finished speaking, Gore stretched out his arms and the fire attribute Magic Element began to gather around Gore's body like a rising tide.

Seeing that the janissaries beside him were still unmoved, Gore shouted again: "Let's go!"

Hearing Gore's words, the janissary turned around reluctantly and led a handsome horse. He then jumped onto the horse and looked at Gore for the last time before leading the horse and leaving.

Gore waved his arms and chanted a peerless spell after watching his janissaries leave.

In the air where the fourth, fifth and sixth Divine Weapon Camp were charging together, a large fireball that could destroy the world impressively appeared.

For a moment, the many soldiers of Divine Weapon Camp had no choice but to turn their guns around and shoot towards the sky.

Tianyuan, year 215, April 19th. Oca, 4th Legion had been completely annihilated. Commander Gore had used up all the mana in his body, so he couldn't die completely.

The fourth, fifth, and sixth symbols of Divine Weapon Camp, due to the fireballs falling from the sky, 127 people died on the spot.

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