Chapter 198 Gambler's Psychology
Earl Connoll is now like a gambler. When he gets new cards, they are all kings.
"I hate gambling, but this time I won."
Earl Connoll showed his first smile in these days.
He saw Mega Man's army retreating and heard the deafening cheers.
It seems to be a prelude to victory, which makes people happy.
“Counterattack, the opportunity to counterattack has come.
Get my secret army ready for battle and watch out for the North Rail Riders. "
Earl Connoll even took out the trump card he had been hiding.
The Northland Knight is so famous, how could he not prepare early?
In the past few days, no matter how critical it was, he had not been exposed. He was just waiting for an opportunity to severely damage the opponent.
There was nothing to hide now, the first reinforcements had arrived, and other reinforcements were not far behind.
The offensive and defensive dynamics have changed.
The morale of the Holy Cross Kingdom's army has skyrocketed, especially the reinforcements, which have not yet experienced the baptism of the millstone of flesh and blood.
They only saw Rockman retreating in embarrassment, and their confidence was bursting with confidence.
The commander of the reinforcements attacked diagonally from the side, and cooperated with Earl Connoll to launch a counterattack.
Rockman retreated again and again, and when the fog dissipated, he returned to the original starting point.
The crude camp shows that Rockman has no spare time to build a base these days.
Earl Connoll switched to a war horse and personally scouted the front line.
This scene made him completely reassured. Duke Leopold indeed had no energy left.
The hunting flag fluttered in the wind.
The officers of the reinforcements came to visit, surrounded by dozens of knights.
Earl Connoll was high-spirited and felt that he really had a chance this time.
"Earl, we found you first. The temporary first army will arrive soon, and the third to fifth army will also arrive within five days."
"Thank you for your hard work, for the honor of His Majesty the King."
Earl Connoll said a few polite words and quickly took over the command.
Next, just like the reinforcements said, one after another temporarily formed legions arrived on the battlefield.
This time it was Rockman's turn to hold on, and the Holy Cross Kingdom soldiers continued to attack.
During this period, Earl Connoll not only divided an army to support General Michel, for fear that the other party would fall behind at the critical moment.
He even carefully checked the surrounding environment to make sure it couldn't be flooded or burned by fire.
What Derek had done was so famous that every time he thought about it, it made people's heads tingle.
As one of the victims, Earl Connoll did not want to repeat the same mistakes.
Until everyone who could come came, Earl Connoll finally prepared to launch the final general attack.
"Victory or defeat depends on this. You must be careful. Duke Leopold has never been defeated. I don't think everyone wants to be the backdrop for another victory for him."
"Killing and capturing Duke Leopold is worth more than you think."
"Victory leads to survival. I don't care if you lose, but your family fiefdom is nearby."
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Earl Connoll threatened, induced, encouraged and enlightened, and spoke in various ways, and finally gave the signal for a general attack.
Countless war drums roared at the same time, and the phalanx of soldiers moved forward slowly.
The simple camp has long been without peripheral facilities and will not bring any obstacles to the attack.
Meanwhile, Derek got serious.
The Knights of the North are behind them. The knights have been resting for a long time and have not made their voice yet.
But this time they can only be regarded as half of the protagonists. The gunners have quietly lifted the rain cloth, revealing the dark and shiny gun barrels.
Steel is strength, caliber is authority, and gunpowder ignites the fireworks of victory.
Only by understanding what the God of the Battlefield is can we experience its weight.
In the past few times, artillery could only be added to the battle on an experimental basis.
This time, it was the battle for artillery to become famous.
Derek stroked the barrel, and the cold touch couldn't hide the heat in his heart.
"Guys, let out your roar and let the world know who the god of the battlefield is."
The infantry on the periphery were already at war with the Holy Cross people. In a long-term fierce battle, the infantry was under the heaviest pressure.
The broken clothes, tired looks, and heavy footsteps all indicate that everyone is not in good condition.
Kill kill kill! ! !
The Holy Cross Army shouted indiscriminately, and they were somewhat murderous under the drums.
The two sides collided and roared again.
At this time, artillery officers were organizing test firings at the artillery position.
"Charge!"
"aim!"
"Fire!"
There was a roar, and even the sound of the war drums was suppressed.
A ball of flame exploded in the rear, and the sky-high flames and debris swept away the attackers.
"Based on this, fifteen rounds of rapid fire."
Boom!
This time it was really like the end of the world, turning a large area into a sea of flames.
The sharp sound of artillery shells always arrives before the shells, like Yama urging death, leaving a psychological shadow on countless people.
Earl Connoll was very cautious and stayed quite far away from the front line of the battlefield.
Unless the artillery fires at its maximum limit, you can't even touch his sides.
Just as it happened, this round of artillery fire was right in front of him.
The rumbling explosions, the sweeping air waves, the wails of the soldiers, and the smell of burning flesh and blood plunged them into the flaming hell in an instant.
Many people who encountered this kind of saturated artillery for the first time were stunned.
The entire battlefield fell into silence for an instant.
Artillery finally officially entered the stage of continental war.
A new era has come.
"This will be the era of Leopold."
Derrick did not hesitate and commanded the cavalry to start the charge.
The back-up plan prepared by Earl Connor was just submerged in the artillery. The heavy armor on the heavy scythe warriors could not stop the artillery fragments from tearing themselves apart.
Instead, they became coffins and buried them completely.
When the knights pulled down their armor, the shock and complex emotions caused by the roar of the artillery were all covered up.
They are the knights of the North, people who enjoy glory and glory. What they have to do now is to follow the will of the lord and crush all enemies on the road.
If the infantry-artillery coordination caused by Simon's infantry was an accident, then the knights of the North were completely fearless.
The last few rounds of artillery were still roaring, and the horses' hooves had already sounded.
Even the god of the battlefield could not cover up the style of the uncrowned king of the previous generation.
The war horses that had undergone adaptive training were actually a little uneasy, but fortunately, the knights' superb skills comforted them well.
When the Holy Cross soldiers who were knocked unconscious by the artillery woke up, they breathed a sigh of relief that they didn't have to face the hellish baptism. A familiar voice sounded in their ears again.
The nightmare of the past came again. It was the most feared voice of the soldiers of the Holy Cross Kingdom.
"Charge!!! Charge!!! Charge!!!"
The knights were focused and went as fast as possible.
The land under their feet was full of potholes, and the wailing and flames continued, as if it was hell on earth.
The knights stepped on hell, as if they were back in their own backyard.
With a relaxed pace, they stepped on all life under their feet and looked at the blocking 'praying mantis' with contempt.
"Unbreakable."
Yes, this is the confidence forged by confidence again and again.
So what about artillery?
In this era, there is still a place for knights.
