Chapter 190 Brutal Fight
After Wieliczka retreated.
A moment later.
Count Kant learned that the Carter family was ready to attack the enemy's rear.
"Listen to my whistle." Count Kant said to the scout.
The noble coalition was determined to win this attack.
Not many armies in this era could withstand the pressure of being attacked from both sides.
Count Kant had never heard of it.
Sir Frant had never heard of it.
Being attacked in a valley by enemies twice as many as themselves.
Which army could withstand such combat pressure?
To be on the safe side, they placed a unit of knights in the army.
Because the next wave of attack was Count Kant's conscripted army.
A total of more than 70 knights followed the conscripted army to attack, and took on the spearhead and raid tasks when necessary.
This was to prevent Count Kant's conscripted army from being unable to withstand the heavy losses and being rolled back. So the nobles added their own knights to the battle.
They certainly played a supervisory role.
But they would also become the main force to defeat the enemy.
So
The largest-scale attack began!
Count Kant's 3,000 conscripts, more than 70 knights, and 300 knights' followers formed a huge army, like a surging wave, attacking Roman's army.
Then they were hit by a rain of arrows.
Count Kant's face turned black.
Front couldn't bear to look.
Damn it!
Every time they thought Roman was out of ammunition and food, the latter always gave them a damn surprise!
You shot 18,000 arrows in the first three waves of attack!
How come there are more! Is it open!
Count Kant ordered the front row to hold up the shield and charge forward against the attack of the rain of arrows, which was completely different from the previous conservative style of play.
A whistling arrow shot into the sky, making a shrill long whistle.
...
A thousand meters away.
Bald Carter heard the noise and immediately set out to lead 500 family warriors to the rear.
Waiting for them were Roman's 400 heavy infantrymen.
Roman knew better than the noble coalition what the valley was like.
There were pros and cons.
He had to bear the disadvantages of the terrain because he banned the knights of war.
The probability of being attacked from both sides was too high.
If the opponent had a little bit of brains, they would choose this tactic.
So he ordered the heavy armor to guard the rear.
But the warriors of the Carter family were by no means pedantic.
Those warriors were tall and brave, with long hair and beards, blood on their skin, and a kind of beast temperament.
Today is different from the past. Last time they rushed to the beach, they suffered a great loss.
This time everyone is on land, I don’t believe they will suffer again.
A beast-like army rushed over, with about four or five hundred people.
But this is not the point.
The point is that the beast warriors who rushed to the front carried ten thick logs!
Each log was more than half a meter thick and five or six meters long. It was carried by eight beast warriors, like a battering ram, and rushed over with great force!
"Break them!!" Bald Carter roared at the front.
…
Front line.
The two armies fought fiercely.
The super spearmen killed the first batch of attackers with their range advantage.
So, the conscripts in the rear became the first batch again, and their pupils reflected the cold spears and weapons.
They were scared and wanted to retreat.
But the soldiers in the back row rushed forward, forcing them to attack.
The front army retreated.
The rear army pushed.
The knights in the back row threatened the soldiers in the back row not to retreat.
In such a crowded lineup, the fallen soldiers of their own side would even be trampled to death by their teammates.
They had no room to retreat.
Finally, relying on a road paved with blood and corpses, the two sides began to fight in close combat.
The battle line was seriously distorted and deformed, and the defense line that had some order began to collapse and was no longer neat, entering a more brutal stage of mutual hacking.
It was at this time.
The expedition knights began to attack.
They were wrapped in blouses and mixed among ordinary soldiers.
Another shrill sound of arrows rang out, and more than seventy knights neatly lifted their hoods, revealing full-body armor of different colors, becoming the most eye-catching presence on the battlefield.
They were confident that no army on the battlefield would not be afraid of them!
The knights who dismounted were still knights!
The knights were like a sharp knife, piercing the center of the battlefield.
Puff!
In an instant, blood gushed out and heads fell!
On the increasingly chaotic battlefield, everyone still maintained a relatively chaotic battle line, from the original battlefield depth of three or four meters, gradually becoming a battlefield depth of seven or eight meters, jagged.
And the pioneer knights, as the tip of the knife, rushed straight into a depth of ten meters, as if entering an unmanned area, and instantly broke the balance.
They killed thirty or fifty soldiers along the way, just like cutting melons and vegetables.
This knife!
Directly chopped Roman's front-line troops!
"Aaron! Green! Dick! Stop them!"
Roman stood on a relatively high platform, drew up the Split Armor Greatbow, and the magic steel arrow was ready to shoot, instantly piercing the bodies of the two knights.
But this did not help the overall situation on the battlefield.
Green drew out the silver steel sword, and Aaron held the fine steel shield tightly.
"Captain of the first brigade, follow me!"
The two knights directly under Roman rushed forward, and the captains they led also had the qualities of first-level knights.
They were like a dam, blocking the flood that was unstoppable.
The rest of the soldiers saw that the sergeants took the lead and resisted the pressure of the front line.
The morale began to stabilize.
Aaron rushed forward, and the sharp sword of the pioneer knight who collided with him head-on slashed on the shield, and then he was knocked to the ground.
Aaron held up a 70-80 kg fine steel shield and smashed it hard with the bottom of the shield! Smash!
The knight who fell to the ground was hit so hard that his blood rushed up, he was dizzy and unconscious.
Green and Dick intercepted another pioneer knight, and the former shouted: "All the captains! Lead your team members to retreat! Retreat quickly!"
The battle line was broken.
The soldiers on both sides must retreat, otherwise they will fall into the enemy's wave.
In this case, the captains also shouted the names of their team members and ordered them to retreat.
"Ed! Kyle! Weimar! Bosa! Throw away all the spears! Retreat! I'll cover you! I'll cover you!"
Many captains were shouting, which seemed so insignificant in the frenzy of fighting.
They risked their lives to cover the retreat of ordinary soldiers.
Two hundred longbowmen fired arrows like rain, and the shooting speed was full, suppressing the offensive rhythm of the noble coalition, but this still could not stop their forward speed.
Roman's captain and squadron leader could not resist the numerous knights.
They could only slow down the latter's advance and retreat while fighting.
"Nathan! Rearrange the battle line!"
Roman shot the fifth magic steel arrow.
His arrows never missed, and every time he attacked, one or two people would fall.
Nathan, who had been waiting for a long time, stood up with a bang.
His roar even overwhelmed the deafening shouts of killing in front of him.
"The third battalion! Stand up! Stop them!!"
