The Rise of the Grassroots Rider

Chapter 12. Story

Indeed, past the 100,000 man level war, the high ranked squire level strength is just enough to defend themselves. Locke went on to talk about how he and the rest of the people under the leadership of Uncle Joshak fought the Charlos on the left plain of Gordon's Heights, and how the beautiful yellowish plains turned into a sea of dark red blood and corpses, and how the war hadn't even ended yet.

On the first day their squad was reduced by two men, and on the third day there were further reductions. Until after only a week, Joschak's squad was left with only four men. The servants were all dead, even the third class soldiers were dead and crippled, the crippled one because the squad was in the heart of the battlefield, there was no way for everyone to bring him back to the rear, after seeking his consent, Uncle Joshak did it, and gave him a pain in the a*s, both sides do not need to be captured, and all people know this very well. Instead of being captured and then abused to death, it was better to finish the job themselves.

Joshak squad in the later battle, although only left Joshak a private with three third class, but their fighting strength is still there, fewer people tacit understanding is higher, a few people surprisingly did not attrition in the later battle.

War is war after all, full of uncertainty factors, after a month of non-stop fighting all the troops were broken up, the vast Gordon Highlands carried more than 100,000 people and corpses. Locke was on night duty when their battalion was raided, and in the midst of the melee Locke couldn't get back to his tent to join Uncle Joshak and the others.

Years of night marching and fighting and a young body gave Locke good night vision, but that night, he would rather not have this ability, because there are dangers everywhere, there are a lot of enemies to raid, Locke could not see the end of the sea of people, he was fighting and retreating, running, running, and by the next day did not even know where they were, every place there is a battle. Locke then joined a battle group close by.

In the evening, after a day and night of raiding is over, the enemy withdrew, Locke and the same side of Faustian soldiers sitting on the ground, campfire Lotte asked his fellow soldiers to inquire about it, he actually ran into the combat area of the Manticore Corps, but they are also scattered, there are Manticore Corps second regiment, the third regiment, and even a few logistical corps.

Of course just most of them were from the Mighty Tiger Corps, there were also quite a few people from the Eagle Corps and the War Wolf Corps. After everyone had done a whole day's battle together and packed up the bodies of their comrades and settled the wounded soldiers, a total of more than two hundred people sat down to eat together under the call of one of the only first captains at the time. Locke had been up all day and night, and after two mouthfuls of broth fell into a deep sleep.

One good thing about not having your own immediate officer, you don't have to be on night duty, the officer doesn't know you. The next few days there are battles every day, of course, Locke can not be separated from the group to find their battalion, so the more than two hundred people, in the name of Forsyth's Tigers under the leadership of the captain continued to fight, this time has lost contact with the military, carrier pigeons have long been dead, and I do not know where to send people to get the order of the battle, Forsyth's captain led them to the center of the Gordon Heights, that is, the location of the Lion Legion line to. The Lion's Legion was a part of the Forthan Kingdom.

The Lion Legion was the ace legion of the Faustian Kingdom, and the place where they fought was also the place where the duel was about to take place. The reason why Locke and his makeshift unit had to come was one, after so many years of war, everyone had fought out their bloodlust, and the cowards had died out long ago. Two, being away from the unit for more than twenty days would be ruled as missing.

Disappearance is only a little better than desertion, needless to say, desertion, after being sentenced to family relegated to s*****y, captured even more to be beheaded in front of the barracks, used to sacrifice the flag. Missing soldiers, on the other hand, were given a small pension to compensate their families, firstly, because the nobles were based on the principle of not spending money if they could; secondly, because the military department could not determine whether the missing person had escaped, been captured, or died.

In short most soldiers in this situation couldn't be separated from the army for too long, especially those of civilian origin. Locke had been in the army for two years at the time and knew this well. The big deal was that death in battle counted for Martyrdom, Locke thought so more than once. After all, the pension he received for dying in battle was enough to keep a family of three from starving for five years.

In the late fall of the year 1345 of the Ormol Calendar, in the corner of the central plains of the Gordon Highlands in the western province of Charlotte, a Forstein army of about 3,000 men fought with a Charlotte army of about 2,000 men, and a lion roared on the black flag of Forstein, showing that this unit belongs to the lion army, the king's army of the kingdom of Forstein, and a wolf roared in the sky on the red flag of the other unit. The other unit's red battle flag had a pale wolf roaring up to the sky, this was Charlotte's ace legion, the Battle Wolf Legion.

The battle had already started for an unknown period of time, the total number of 5,000 people nearly a corps created this mill of flesh and blood, this side surrounded the other side with numerical superiority, and that side was supported by more supernatural power than the other side seemed to be. 5,000 people killed into less than three thousand, at this time there was no longer a clear division between enemy and self on the battlefield, all people fought with his nearest enemy, slashing with swords, stabbing with knives, biting with their teeth, and Everything was used, and everyone was covered in blood, their own or others'.

This was the first sight that Rock's makeshift party saw, and the leader, Captain Forsyth, instantly aroused his fighting spirit, spurred his horse, and led them into the fray.

Such a large group of people appeared, the commanders of the two armies have found, the Charlottes were originally struggling to support, see the enemy army came to reinforcements almost all have the will to die, because all the people are in the melee, can not be withdrawn, there is no back road, the Charlottes have nothing to worry about more ferocious, and so the war heated up even more. The commander of the Faustian Kingdom was the commander of the third regiment of the Lion Legion, a high-ranking knight squire level powerhouse.

His third regiment and Charlotte's troops have been fighting back and forth for half a month in Gordon's Heights, this is a perfect opportunity to wipe out Charlotte's army's vital forces, as a high level he knows, the kingdom of Faustian has one more province than the kingdom of Charlotte, the national strength is stronger than that of Charlotte, and two years of drought has broken out in the country, the civilian population can't even eat basic, they can only come to eat the army's food, and recruiting is even more of a problem, so the kingdom's high level is planning to forcefully eat Charlotte, so the kingdom is planning to forcefully eat Charlotte. The senior management was planning to forcefully eat the Kingdom of Charlotte.

Don't look at the third corps he led the number of casualties are more than half, but he as long as he eats the enemy across the street and breaks up their numbers, he is meritorious. His heart rejoiced at the sight of this reinforcement army of unknown origin, this was the last straw that broke the camel's back.

In fact, according to the normal practice of the old soldier oil should be met with this scale of melee can slip feet on slip feet, but was found by the two sides is not so, the Charlottes thought that the enemy came to reinforcements, do the beast of burden instead of charging towards them, the commanding officer of the Forthan army military chiefs are also happy to reduce their losses, the enemy to Rock them to lead to the enemy, this led Rock them to the Forsyth brigade commander, is not a rash young man Or a nobleman who came down from above to gild the lily, simply do not know the cruelty of war, but instead wailed and rushed up, there is no way, Locke they also only have to go on.

Sure enough, in the two armies engaged in a moment, the situation into a lopsided situation, on the one hand, Charlotte's 100 strong troops ace division, on the other hand, the temporary composition of the miscellaneous troops, know each other less than a week, do not dare to rest assured that the back to someone else, everyone fights on their own, to become Charlotte on the board of the fish meat. As for that Forsyth squadron leader, he was the first one to collide with Charlo's army, the fighting qi gave him stronger power, which also gave him stronger reaction force, after holding up a short while, that head that flew higher than five meters in one flight should have been his.

The commander-in-chief was killed, more than 200 people of the team like cutting wheat was layers put down, Locke is in the center of the team, he watched the temporary captain of the high head flying up, looking around the comrades one by one fell, Locke then joined the army has been three years, the hands of no less than stained with blood, killed the people of the less can be made up of a ten-person squad, before it is he killed others, now it is the turn of others to kill him. Although he has long since stopped taking life and death seriously, he still can't be that calm in the face of death.

The ace army is really an ace army, although the fierce battle has lasted for half a month, Charlotte's War Wolf Legion's combat power is still not to be underestimated, the regiment commander of the 3rd Lion Legion felt that it's almost time to take a look at the situation, and with a wave of his hand, he led the regiment's close-guard cavalry beside him to charge up.

Locke and their current situation is not optimistic, more than 200 people were killed by the Shiloh people less than 100, the commander of the War Wolf Corps is also a high-ranking Knight Squire level powerhouse, he led his command less than 300 people will Locke and their formation scattered, middle-ranking Knight Squire level Forsyth brigade captain, was he involved in a knife cut the head.

At this time, the third regiment's commander led his troops to surround the Shiloh people with more than 700 people, that's right, the third regiment is using Locke and their sudden emergence of foreign aid as a bait.

Kill kill kill, Locke frantically waved his iron sword, this kind of close combat is not suitable for lance, his lance was thrown away when he just exchanged hands, Locke knows that he is surrounded, he dares not retain his strength, and dares not stay in one position, he fights and retreats, the hope of living in which he doesn't know, he only needs to do to live longer than others.

Even if he was surrounded, this temporary team still exploded their potential, more than 100 people were hard to form a circle to block the death of the Charlotte people's attack, Locke at this time near the main battlefield location of the Wolf Legion and the Lion Legion. This was also the outermost area of the battle.

Locke's strength could only be considered middle-of-the-road in this team that had been improvised, and was even inferior. Although he didn't have strong strength, he had a decent brain. He knew that hiding in the innermost area was useless, he would just die a little bit later, this group of Charlos with red eyes, not caring about their own injuries, was by no means something this temporary team could resist, now if he wanted to live, he had to run to the place where there were more people on his side.

Naturally, not surrounded by the crowded place to run but to the outside of the encirclement, only to charge outward, can see the hope of life.