Chapter 558 The Battle of Black Lettuce Village (Part 2)
"Praise the Holy Wind!"
The leading Temple Knight was the first to be hit.
He originally stood up in the stirrups and called out the names of his companions.
Then there was a loud noise, and the temple knight's chest plate suddenly exploded, and blood flew out as if desperate.
As if being hit by an invisible giant hammer, the knight roared as the armor on his chest shattered, and he fell off his horse with his feet in the air.
People didn't even see how he died; they only saw the peacock feathers on his helmet fluttering into the sky.
Like a wild duck beaten to pulp by lead bullets.
"Vault, fall to the ground!"
The other Knights of the Order, who were several versions behind Elad, recalled the terror on the battlefield.
They were either lying on their backs or hurriedly jumping off their horses.
Compared to Elad's terrifyingly keen senses, their reactions were too slow.
Hundreds of spring-loaded muskets erupted into a screaming roar amidst the uniform orders.
Balls of lead shot out, and the knights crowded together had nowhere to hide.
Amidst the painful howls and the neighing of war horses, with the edge of the street and the eaves as the dividing line, clouds of blood mist and flying blood arrows sounded one after another.
Like popping beans, the knights on horseback fell one after another.
The war horse spun around in fear, trampling the priests and knights who fell to the ground, turning the fragments of internal organs and flesh into a pool of bright red mud.
However, the clockwork gun is not a submachine gun after all. After a burst of volleys, it entered a short three-part volley winding period.
While all the knights were still unable to extricate themselves from the fear and bloodshed, Elard, as if he could turn back time, hooked his ankles on the upper part of the saddle and slid from the ground to the horse's back with a slurp.
Without saying a word, he hugged the horse's neck and poured the potion into the horse's mouth. In the blink of an eye, he ran ten meters away.
"Quick, let's rush out while they're winding up!"
"It's too crowded, don't fight here."
At this time, the knights suddenly realized the order and mounted their horses one after another, chasing the back of Elad Yiqi Juechen, trying to rush out of this land of death.
The knights prostrated on their horses, carrying kite-shaped shields for masturbation, and ran wildly through the crowded streets fighting for space.
The war horses and swords were rubbing against each other, and their manes were stuck together with blood and sweat. From time to time, they would slip and fall to the ground because of the blood.
The most suffocating thing was the lead bullets chasing them behind them like locusts, while muskets were fired from time to time on the left and right, knocking off their companions.
Between the shock waves and flying lead bullets, the knights had never felt that the distance of 100 meters in this rural street was so long.
However, this was not completely hopeless. After Elad rushed out of the street first, the Temple Knights, who had less than a hundred people left, also rushed out.
The knights following the Temple Knights even had hopeful smiles on their faces, but before they could smile, they were faced with a gust of hot wind.
At least ten fireballs rose from behind the house and hit the temple knights.
Behind the wall of fire, the spearmen who had been hiding for several miles to avoid alerting the enemy finally arrived.
"Close to the center, shoulder to shoulder!"
"Drink!"
In the neat sound of stomping feet, first the first row and then the second and third rows lowered their spears like steps and waves, aiming at the order knights behind the wall of fire.
The bright and sharp spear was like a long hedgehog wall blocking this long country street.
In the gaps between the houses on both sides of the street, the knights could see soldiers in black running wildly with long guns.
The black hole of the gun stretched out again, aiming at the remaining eighty or so order knights, more than fifty square flag knights, and more than thirty attendant knights. In the rear visible to the naked eye, there are two legions approaching quickly.
After all, this village is so big. It would be good if the village can accommodate 400 holy gunmen without revealing their secrets. Besides, there are also saint sun rebels disguised as ruined villagers.
Even the spearmen of the two legions had to ambush in the farmland outside the village. Fortunately, the farmland was overgrown and Elad did not discover them.
Laurent never thought of annihilating all the knights and destroying their organization in a single ambush. In the end, he had to fight hand-to-hand with spearmen.
However, with the nearly two hundred knights in front of them who were immortal, half disabled, and with low morale, and the thousands of companions behind them, the outcome of this battle was determined, and it all depended on how much victory they could gain.
"The first row is half-kneeling, the second and third rows stand firm, the devil's lackeys are about to charge!"
Standing in the third row with a long gun, Laurent shouted loudly.
He is a holy gunman, but this does not prevent him from standing among the spearmen to boost morale.
Soon, fierce hand-to-hand combat and continuous gunshots enveloped this narrow area.
When six hundred spearmen blocked more than a hundred knights and waited for the support of two legions, the battlefield had already entered garbage time.
In other words, after the Knights' organization was disbanded, it basically entered garbage time.
When Andre arrived on his horse, the battle for Black Lettuce Village was already decided.
The last sixty or so knights of the Imperial Company chose to surrender. They were strangled by the neck and knelt in a row in the mud.
The donkey carts were transporting more than 90 remaining prisoners of war who were slightly injured or fainted.
As for the remaining two hundred and forty knights, including the fifty-four edict knights, they were either turned into rotten corpses or turned into charcoal.
"Of course, it's not impossible to escape." Standing under the scattered and broken flags of the Imperial Company, Laurent pulled out the flag and threw it on the trophy carriage. "More than ten Imperial Knights escaped. They were too fast and we couldn't catch up. ”
"Where is the commander named Elad?"
"He ran away with the temple knights, and Count Natanière's knights are chasing him." Laurent snorted disdainfully, "You don't see anyone when you fight, but you show up after the fight. This is a noble."
"What about the thousands of guards and sergeants?"
"First they were hit by clock bullets, and then they were hit by a wave of volleys. The two legions were pinched from left to right and collapsed."
"Congratulations, you have achieved a great victory and can compete with your Majesty." Andre smiled and clapped.
Although Andre was applauding congratulations, Laurent felt that the applause was a bit harsh.
After all, the ones who played the biggest role in this ambush were Warren Taylor and Andre's Saint-Sun Rebel Army.
Without them, let alone an ambush, without the help of cavalry, it would be a difficult problem to know the enemy's movements, and we could only defend passively.
"I won't take your credit. No matter what you do, I will report it truthfully." Laurent stared, making Andre not know what to say.
In this battle, at the cost of 40 clock bombs, 29 casualties and 322 minor injuries, the company captured by Prince Condai was left behind.
Although half of Elard's command company was improvised, its combat effectiveness was not as good as that of the full-sheng command company.
But to be able to achieve such a result with 2,300 people is definitely a big victory.
After this battle, Prince Condai had only four imperial companies left at his disposal.
12 Salvation Army regiments and nearly a thousand cavalry faced off against 4 command companies and 3 elite mercenary regiments. The gap was at least one command company smaller.
The Imperial Order Company commanded by Elard and the Imperial Order Company commanded by Prince Condai are two different things.
If attacking Hotam County is a test paper, then Laurent and Andre got full marks on the first big question.
Looking at the dejected knights of the Order, Andre, who had always been calm, couldn't help but sigh:
"Did Prince Condai expect that the imperial company he stayed behind would be defeated so quickly?"
(End of chapter)