Way of Overlord
Chapter 466: Elites

Chapter 466: Elites

How could it be easy for him to do things like Aeryon?

After all, Garron is not Aeryon and he did not have someone like Belarion on his side to push through the defense line.

Garron send his message to his general and commanders and he already decided what he wanted to do.

He sent his elite twenty horsemen.

This twenty horsemen is better than a hundred men.

There is feats of Aeryon defeating hundreds of men alone and Belarion mowing down hundreds of men like a War God.

Some people who were born with innate strength and people who learns martial method could fight and kill a hundred person in battle

Of course, if this was a tournament battle where they fight one on one, not many could fight one hundred men one by one turn after turn

It is precisely because they were in a life and death battle in the battlefield that one could fight like that

After all, there is many distraction during fighting in the battlefield and killing one hundred person in battle could be accomplished by these men with great stamina by taking these enemies who is also distracted by the battle.

These twenty men that Garron is sending toward Ogura...they might not have the power to attack one hundred men alone relying on their strength

But when they combined their abilities, these twenty horsemen could really fight one hundred men and win!

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Black horse, black clothing these twenty horseman looks like the appearance of death mentioned in many folk tales of the Steppe.

All of them have their own weapons and all of them have sharp gaze like sword.

They did not speak to each other, they did not shout any slogans, instead they just ride their horses forward like a silent death.

"Attack them!" one of the Great warrior of Ogura rush toward one of the twenty horsemen.

Twenty steps.

Ten steps.

Just as he is about to take the nine steps, the twangs of a bow could be heard, a sound of flesh being pierced sounded subtly, a groan of pain and the Great warrior falls before his horse reaches five step.

The Great warrior falls from the back of his horse.

The horse keep running forward, swerving to avoid these twenty riders and the horse fled from the battlefield amidst the chaos

These twenty riders did not even seems to care about the Great Warrior that had just died

One shot of an arrow pierced the Great warrior head.

This great warrior that Ogura recruited had easily deflect all the arrows that has come toward him in the previous attack by Garron forces.

But now suddenly he could not deflect or even see the attack of this arrow by one of these twenty riders

One could only imagine the swiftness of this arrow.

Or maybe it is something else that makes the Great Warrior unable to stop the arrow.

The horses of the twenty riders just rides forward stomping the head and the body of the Great warrior so that his skill crack and exploded

the brain matters squirted out from the eye hole dripping out and stain the green grass with gooey liquid.

Another horse stomp on the head of the Great Warrior and the Great Warrior head meshed with the ground so that even those who see it could not distinguish where is the soil and where is the meat and brain matter of this Great Warrior.

These twenty riders did not yet truly fight but already shows their domineering power.

"Argh! You killed my brother! I will avenge you!" Another Great Warrior rushed toward the twenty riders.

One of the rider rushed forward his horse, a blade is brought out, a swing of the blade, a flash of light and then before anyone could make sense of the cold light of the blade, they saw that the rushing great warrior is now silent

His eyes is open wide and he seems to want to say something but nothing comes out of his mouth

The Great Warrior is sitting straight on his horse but he is no longer talking. Instead, is eyes shows fear.

As his mouth seems like it is about to utter words, his head slides off from his neck. The blood spurted and then the body fell down to the ground

Just like his brother that had just died, his head and his body trampled by the twenty horse riders, melding meat, flesh, bones, blood into the soft ground and the grass

These twenty riders are like demons from the Dark Place. Wherever they go, they killed with great efficiency.

Ogura saw these twenty riders from the distance and he frowned

"Father brought them out!" Ogura thought to himself. H knew the level of his men and the level of his father men

In terms of experience, his men are inferior. But in terms of numbers, his father is inferior.

"Swarm those twenty warriors and wear them down!" this is the strategy he come up with. And he quickly ordered his men

Arrows are shot toward these twenty men and horses and warriors all rushed toward them

Even though most of them were killed after one strike, there is more and more warriors to take the place of the dead

Garron got the news from the frontline and he could not help but narrow his eyes

He sighed

"my son.....is quite..." he did not finish the words. This is Ogura method of conquering him with his strength and avoided his weakness.

Most of Garron soldiers and warrior are all hardened veterans.

Many of them fought under his banner for decades. And most of them come with him from the Central great Steppe to the Southern Great Steppe

But the numbers of soldiers between Garron and Ogura favours heavily on Ogura.

But in experience in warfare and battle, that favours Garron.

Right now these twenty men has reached the line close to Ogura, they first uses their bow and arrow

They took down the archers that is targeting them

Each of their arrows strike true.

It hit the head every time.

And even if it did not hit the head, it does hit vital points.

Even those who have armour on them is not spared of this.

These twenty men are like sharpshooters, they know to avoid places where the arrows won’t work and strike where there is an opening.

And then when they come closer to the line, they wait for the opportune moment to charge. And they retaliated with brutal efficiency

"For Garron!"

One of Garron Great warrior clothed in black, on the back of his horse, swung his sword, and in a deadly arc, it split the arm of Ogura warrior

And before that enemy even have the chance to scream in pain, another one of Garron warrior plunge his blade into that enemy throat.

This is the strength that Garron relies on. Teamwork and cooperation of these twenty men is not any worse than the Thirteen Shield of Bolghar.

And it was at this time, Garron finally made his move.

A thousand horsemen rides forward, driving the dust to the sky

Near the riverbank the ground shakes, the warhorses pounded their weight against the earth, their riders wielding long spears

Garron is imitating some of Eresian method of fighting on horseback. Long spear combined with horsemen to fight other cavalry power.

This thousand spear wielding horsemen is the elite that he had created.

They charged forward and life and death is forgotten right now. Even Garron join this attack.

It is not like he wanted to show his bravery. He knows that after the line was broken, he must stabilize the heart of his men

Right now, this is the only thing he could do to raise the morale of his army.

One hundred step.

Fifty step

Twenty step

Ten step

The thunder of hooves shook the earth as the two cavalries closed the distance. The sky was thick with dust, churned up by hundreds of galloping warhorses.

At the forefront, the long spear cavalry rode in tight formations, their lances levelled, gleaming in the sun.

They were a wall of steel, each rider braced for impact, their mounts trained to crash through the enemy ranks without hesitation.

Opposing them, the sword-and-bow cavalry surged forward, looser in formation, their arrows already flying.

The twang of bowstrings filled the air, followed by the sharp cries of men and beasts as some spear riders toppled from their saddles.

Yet the charge did not falter.

And then ..... impact.

BANG!

CLASH!

CLANG!

ARGH!

KILL! KILLL!

Garron cavalry charged toward Ogura flanks. And the impact.....the impact was devastating.

The long spears struck first.

Like a wave crashing against a brittle wall, they smashed into the enemy ranks, skewering men and horses alike.

ARGH!

GUIG!

SHAA!

The force of the charge drove through the first line of the sword cavalry, breaking their momentum.

Riders tumbled, impaled or thrown aside, their war cries lost in the chaos of steel and flesh.

But the sword cavalry was not broken.

They twisted their reins, darting around the spearmen’s flanks, cutting at exposed sides with curved sabers.

Those who had loosed their arrows now drew their blades, weaving through the gaps in the formation.

The long spears, effective in the charge, became cumbersome in the melee.

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