"No! There's an ambush!"
"We were fooled!"
"Ahhhhhhh!!!!!!"
Bang!
Poof!
Accompanied by shocked shouts and roars, the unlucky man rushing in front directly collided with the densely packed sharp spear points.
You must know that even heavy cavalry covered with hard armor do not dare to easily attack the dense infantry Phalanx holding spears and large shields, otherwise they will suffer heavy losses.
Not to mention a group of light cavalry wearing only simple leather armor.
As expected, more than thirty cavalrymen and horses were all killed in less than a minute.
The direct cause of their death was precisely the strong inertia brought by their own speed and weight.
Of course, Soladin killed these mounted enemies not without paying a price.
Six people died on the spot because they were stabbed by broken spears, and four others were seriously injured and fell to the ground, making it impossible for them to participate in the rest of the battle.
But it doesn't matter anymore!
The more than thirty people who died just now and their horses had formed a barrier of flesh and blood.
If subsequent enemies want to attack the infantry Phalanx, they must slow down or they will be tripped.
If the cavalry loses its most important speed and mobility, can it still be called a cavalry?
Can you still firmly grasp the initiative on the battlefield?
The answer is obviously no!
Rather than being called cavalry, such cavalry would be more appropriately called infantry on horseback.
If you were a calm and rational commander, you should immediately order a retreat at this time, reorganize the team, and constantly maneuver around the infantry formation, forcing the opponent to reveal flaws when adjusting its direction, or to collapse first if its physical strength and energy cannot support it.
But these guys in front of me are just a group of bandits and bandits united by small tribes.
Putting aside whether we can realize this, it is impossible to achieve unified command.
No one would hand over their tribe's precious elite Warrior to the command of others. That would be no different from digging one's own grave.
Therefore, without battlefield observation, judgment and command, this light cavalry consisting of hundreds of people was like a group of headless flies, swarming into each other in the dark.
More than half of them tripped over the corpses of people and horses, and fell to pieces.
Before they could even react to what was happening, the deadly javelins flew over and nailed each of the unlucky ones to the ground.
Suddenly, the withered yellow grass was dyed black and red, and exuded a pungent fishy smell.
That's the color of blood!
It is the color of life Death and Decay!
From the beginning of the war to now, Soladin, who participated in the battle for the first time, has killed four enemies. The original fear has been replaced by excitement and bloodlust.
After all, living in this primitive and ignorant era, depriving others of their lives to protect their own right to survival is something that no one can avoid.
And what he killed was Warrior, not some old, weak, women or children.
Compared to the still slightly immature "Rider", Artoria is like the brightest star on the battlefield, blocking the attacks of fifty cavalry by itself.
At the same time, he also used his refined swordsmanship and pace to easily dismount his opponents and kill them one by one.
Every movement of swinging the sword is full of sharpness and beauty. Under the bright moonlight, Elves seems to be dancing gracefully, which makes the onlookers involuntarily feel a thrill that cannot be described in words.
Only when you see the dead bodies lying on the ground can you realize how amazing her killing efficiency is.
Allen on the other side is like a shadow escaping into darkness.
Almost no one saw how he took action, but some mutilated corpses appeared inexplicably around him, each with their limbs and head completely cut off.
The most important thing is that the seemingly simple thick iron sword has never been stained with even a trace of blood, but the opponent's weapon can be cut off easily.
You don't need to ask to know that Allen has blessed his sword with some kind of energy that cannot be distinguished by the naked eye. It may be Life Energy, or it may be some kind of magical energy, or the power of the four elements.
No matter which one it is, it is enough to deal a devastating blow to this group of robbers and robbers who have no idea what magic is.
Seeing the casualties on our side becoming more and more heavy, the battle began to tilt one-sidedly towards the enemy. The Raider Gundam gang formed by the alliance of small tribes finally could no longer keep in step.
A total collapse finally occurred as two of the guys turned around and started running away with a dozen people.
No matter how ferocious they were before, they can now run as fast as they can, fearing that if they run too slow, they will be overtaken and killed by the enemies behind them, or they may become prisoners and become slaves.
"We won! We won!" Soladin shouted excitedly.
This is the first battle he has participated in since his birth, and it is also the first victory he has commanded and won. His excitement is beyond words.
But Allen poured cold water on it at this moment, and reminded him expressionlessly, "According to the plan, you should have ordered the ambushing Warrior to attack in advance before the enemy collapsed. But you didn't think of this until the winner was decided."
"Huh? Damn it! I actually forgot this!"
Soladin woke up instantly, immediately raised the horn symbolizing the tribe's highest authority, and blew it with all his strength.
Woo——woo——woo——
When the deep sound echoed in the night sky, the impatient ambushers who waited until finally rode their horses and made a big circle from the side, cutting off the enemy's retreat without mercy.
Relying on the absolute advantage in physical strength and the morale bonus from the victory, he killed dozens of opponents in just one encounter.
Especially those young Warriors who saw blood for the first time were immediately stimulated and forgot their fear. Each and every Incarnations turned into tigers and began to chase and kill them. They first killed the guys on horses, and then bit by bit chased and cannibalized the unlucky ones who ran on two legs.
Seeing the corpses lying on the endless plains, Allen couldn't help but smile and said, "Next year, the water plants and crops in this land will definitely grow better than this year."
"Because the blood and flesh of the enemy will become the best nourishment." Soladin continued the second half of the sentence without thinking.
At this moment, he had regained his composure and began to silently summarize in his heart the mistakes he had made during this command post and the room for improvement in the future.
About a few minutes later, a young man of about seventeen years old came running from a distance on horseback carrying a bloody head and shouted happily, "Soladin! Look what I found! The head of the enemy leader! I know this guy! His name is Elkerson! It's the leader of a small tribe about three days away from here. Not only him, but also other small tribes were identified one by one. If nothing else, they should want to unite Raider Gundam us and survive the winter in peace."
"Oh? A bandit group formed by a coalition of small tribes? They seem to carry out such Raider Gundam activities once or twice a year, right?" Soladin asked in a pretentious manner.
"That's right! These bastard scum will do anything to get enough food for the winter. But in the past, they hid their identities very well and were almost never discovered. But now that we know their identities, it's time to launch a revenge. I believe that other tribes on this land will be very happy to join forces to eradicate this cancer."
An elder who stayed in the tribe and narrowly escaped death waved his fist angrily.
But Soladin refused without hesitation. "No! We don't need to unite! Just solve it ourselves. Don't they like Raider Gundam other people's livestock, food and wealth to help them survive the harsh winter? Then I will go to Raider Gundam's tribe, kill all the old people, and turn their women and children into slaves. With an undisputed conquest, other tribes will understand who is the overlord of this land."
"Overlord... Overlord?!"
When the elder heard this word, he became stunned.
Because among the large and small tribes in this land, no leader has ever dared to claim to be the "overlord".
"My brave and fearless Warriors! Do you want to take revenge? Let those who dare to invade us pay the price with blood? Do you want to enslave their women and children to replace your work of farming, herding, and fishing? Do you want to seize their food, wealth, livestock, and land?"
Soladin made no cover up and started to instigate the emotions and desires of the entire tribe Warrior.
Obviously, he wants to tie the entire tribe to his platform and use profits to drive these Warrior to support him in constantly launching wars.
"Ohhhhh!"
"Think!"
"I miss you so much!"
"I don't have a wife yet!"
"Chief, when shall we set off?"
In less than half a minute, responders gathered.
After all, the glorious victory just now gave them strong confidence, and the benefits gave them the motivation to continue.
As for the sacred procedure in the past that the elders and leaders of the ancient tribes must discuss and vote together before launching a war, now it can be overturned instantly with just one word from Soladin.
And the young "Rider" did not disappoint anyone, and gave a straightforward order, "Leave half of the people to guard the house, and the rest follow me. Tonight, we will make the enemy's tribes bleed into rivers of blood. Believe me, this is just the beginning. From now on, I will lead you to victory after victory, conquer incomparably vast lands, and share wealth, rights and glory with you."
"Long live Soladin!"
"Long live!"
Amid cheers, a total of 350 warriors mounted their horses and, under the guidance of their guides, began to attack one tribe after another.
Since the population of these small tribes was not large, and all their leaders and the most outstanding Warrior were dead, they were unable to organize any decent resistance, and they soon suffered a devastating blow.
The young Soladin fulfilled his promise and killed all the old men and adult men of the conquering tribe, while the women and children were demoted as slaves and distributed fairly to every Warrior. As for those who did not need slaves, they received more food, livestock, weapons and armor as compensation.
Nothing is more exciting and crazy than naked profit.
Especially when the wealth gained from robbery in just a few days was enough to equal the total accumulated in more than ten years, no one could stop Soladin from expanding externally.
The most important thing is that he is not just a pure Raider Gundam, but also annexes the land of the other tribe and connects it through replacement.
When there are enough slaves, Warriors can become professional soldiers.
They eat better than other tribes, their weapons and armor are more sophisticated than other tribes, and their training and organizational capabilities are countless times stronger.
Gradually, Soladin's tribe inevitably became the most powerful force in the vicinity.
Although during this period, there were also some unscrupulous guys looking for trouble.
But without exception, they were defeated and became the embellishment of the former's series of famous names.
As for their tribes, they were also mercilessly annexed.
However, as the number of slaves continued to increase, Soladin also realized that if this continued, his rule would come to an end sooner or later due to an unstable foundation.
Therefore, he pioneered the transformation of most slaves into tenants, and distributed the tenants and the land to Warrior people who were willing to work for him.
And these enfeoffed Warrior are the prototypes of the future knight class.
At the same time, they are also among the earliest nobles of the Empire.
As the teacher of Soladin, Allen got the most fertile fiefdom and became a glorious member of Feudal Nobles.
Although in the eyes of modern people, this feudal system is extremely backward.
But considering the current productivity of human beings and the mixed environment of many Hordes, it can be said to be the optimal solution.
In fact, a glance at the history of the earth shows that in the process of transition from tribe to country, the emergence of feudalism is almost inevitable.
Whether it was the Zhou Dynasty in the East or the Kingdom established by a large number of barbarian invasions after the collapse of Europe Roman Empire, all without exception adopted the feudal system, the lowest administrative cost method, to maintain the country.
After all, it is much easier to establish good relations with several large feudal lord families than it is for King to directly send people to deal with various complex problems and conflicts.
What's more, Soladin also needs to use the privileged class of nobles to bribe other Horde elders, so that he can annex one Horde one after another without any bloodshed.
With military, diplomacy, conspiracy and strategy, Soladin finally unified most of the surrounding land at the age of about twenty.
In addition, the tribe he belonged to was called Arathi, so he named the land after Arathi, and at the same time announced that the first country in human history had appeared, and its name was Arathor Empire.
At the same time, he did not forget to send messengers to issue an ultimatum to the remaining tribes that had not surrendered.
The wording is very simple and clear.
There is only one sentence from beginning to end.
Shunchang is defeated!