Chapter 751: All are the main attackers
The strong wind blew the silk cloak of Moriyati. She stretched out the brass look glass and looked into the distance.
After the previous war, the army of the gravel original side had learned its lesson.
They no longer dispersed, but instead contracted their defenses near the salt flats to prevent them from being eroded a little by little by Andre's "greasing tactics".
So this time, on the riverside plain, just 68 kilometers away from the salt flat, they concentrated most of the troops to prepare for a battle to decide the outcome.
The gravel field had just rained, and the morning mist melted like ice and snow in the sun, and the horse's hooves could not stir up dust, so the visibility was quite high.
Relying on the lookout glass, Moriati could easily see the scene one kilometer away.
The guards and soldiers lined up in a long line and a large array of lines walked slowly forward, most of them wearing chain mail and burqa.
Although the military appearance is not as good as Qianhe Valley, it is quite neat.
The entourage knights who unified the Golden Sheep Head Banner ran around to investigate.
They had already started fighting with the Rangers released by Moliati. Both sides would chase you and chase me, very happy.
"The warriors and knights are expected to be between 18,000 and 24,000." Lannes, who was standing by, reported the news about the Rangers. "The reaction is quite fast." Moriyati snorted coldly.
In the past, the gravel army always liked to play a trick of a team of knights leading dozens of guards and hundreds of peasant soldiers to attack.
They thought they could rely on the peasant soldiers and guards to resist the line, the soldiers pressed the formation, and the knights rushed to win.
As a result, he was beaten by all the single soldiers of Andre and Meliati, and lost more and less every time, so he had to choose to reform.
All nobles abandoned their views on the door under the pressure of Meliati's offensive.
They learned the Qianhe Valley noble coalition system and handed over their own guards, soldiers and knights, and were commanded by the coalition commander.
As for the previous peasant soldiers, they should learn from Qianhe Valley and be responsible for escorting food and logistics.
Mo Ruo, the red horse knight on the side, frowned: "What do Rangers do for food? Why can they line up in advance in the field of vision?"
"Maybe it's a home game, after all, we don't know the terrain as well as they do." Lannes naturally wanted to defend his subordinates.
Mo Ruoze stretched out and kicked his ass: "You can protect your shortcomings and turn around and hand over the Rangers list."
Lannes smiled, but took off his hat and gave him a gift.
"Your Highness, how do you fight?" Mo Ruo stood beside Moriyati, who was still holding the lookout glass, "Who is responsible for the main attack?"
"What main attack is to support, but there is no support, all are to attack." Moriyati put down the lookout glass, "Will you use any complicated tactics to fight them? Just encircle them."
"Dongdongdongdong--"
The sheepskin drums were ringing rapidly, the erected halberds collided with the axe and gun, and the daggers on their waists slapped each other.
Eight Dunjar's large array of 2,000 to 3,000 guard sergeants marched on the green fields.
In the gap between the square formation, small rangers passed the commander's orders.
There are 30 heavy cavalry columns composed of 150 extraordinary knights in front and on both sides of the square formation.
Under the Golden Sheep Head erected high behind the square formation is the commander of the original gravel, the younger brother of the Duke of Wingchasm.
Earl Latace's expression was gloomy at this moment: "Is that true?"
"Yes." The Ranger swears, "I have seen it with my own eyes that the three armies choose to march and turn into the Dunjar phalanx at the same time..."
"I look down on people too much! This witch! Witch! Witch! Skill girl!" The Knight Priest Tarkan couldn't help but curse, "I swear to kill you!"
Under normal circumstances, the army's main attack and support are required to fight. The former is responsible for killing and insulting, while the latter is responsible for restraining.
Just like a swordsman duel, he also needs a left-hand shield and a right-hand sword.
Moriyati's main attack on three sides was like holding a sword in both hands, holding a handful of hands in her mouth, and then came up with a turtle punch. "It's just a mess." Earl Lathes is the man in the Duke of Wings and is the best-knowing soldier besides the Duke of Sequoia. He served in the Knights and his fief was on the border and often dealt with the Noor Noble bandits.
The education received by Count Latace since childhood told him that the three-faced main attack is not impossible, but based on the premise of absolute advantage.
He admitted that the army of the Thousand River Valley people was indeed stronger than them, but not so strong.
Muriati removed the civilians and the three warriors were only more than 10,000 yuan, and the knights and warriors on his side were enough to add 25,000 yuan. "I guess I am esteeming the power of the clockwork gun." When it comes to the clockwork gun, the tone of the Knight Chief Talkan couldn't help but reveal a hint of weakness.
He has experienced the power of this thing personally.
Earl Latace pulled the reins: "Does she think we will fall into the same trap twice? Ask the peasant soldiers to push the shield, she can use the car castle, can I not?"
With the order of the cavalry, shield chariots stopped in front of the army under the push of the guards.
The so-called shield cart is actually a trolley connected in parallel and then a hardwood board reinforced by cowhide iron and rivets are added.
After the engineers' design, they also knew to put the shield plate of the shield van in a slanted manner.
In the view of the mountain infantry, they saw huge brown-yellow cowhide shields blocking them like a long wall.
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Although not intercepting all leads, it is more than enough to make the guards believe that they are protected.
The knights from Thousand River Valley provided them with a lot of experience of being knocked out by a clockwork gun before they got close.
"Tell the chest gun to ride over and shoot two guns." Seeing the shield car from the telescope, a solemn look immediately appeared on Moriati's face.
Soon after, a sloppy breasted gun cavalry returned: "The light clockwork gun broke the shield by 50 meters, and the heavy clockwork gun broke the shield by 80 meters."
Moriyati immediately gave an order: "The sand sculpture cannon was bombarded for a round, aimed, there was no second chance, and then the breasted gun cavalry and rangers went to disperse the people in the cart."
Since the winding machine is still being installed, the spare winding bins should be used for one less.
The wheels rubbed against the axle, and the Kush's thick-hoofed horse made a dissatisfaction sniff.
Four heavy 6-pound sand sculpture cannons were pushed to the front of the formation. The young cannon leader licked his dry lips and was still reciting artillery textbooks with rumor in his mouth.
Raising his head, taking a deep breath, the cannon leader said in a low voice: "Astrologer, distance."
"The straight line distance between the enemy's middle line and the muzzle ground is about 450 meters."
"Wind direction."
"The southwest wind is westward, angle 12, wind power is 5."
The gunman's eyes quickly searched and calculated on the interpolation table in his hand. In the blink of an eye, he raised his head: "Right is 3, inclination is 6, astrologer, measure it."
The crystal spirit in the astrologer's hand was swaying on the astrologer, and it took him almost 10 seconds to open his eyes: "Reliable."
The orderly force pushed the cast iron shell into the barrel, and saw that the gunner with the scale was in place, snapped the iron rod into the slot.
"Praise the Holy Thunder!"
Four loud noises, the cannon body twitched, and he took a step back.
Then there was another "Praise Holy Thunder", and the twelve three-pound cannons spit out thunder one after another.
The black iron projectiles were jumping on the rocks and green fields, some flew over the shield car, and some fell into the shield car.
The huge airflow blew away the wood chips, and the shield that was originally as strong as diamond broke out in an instant.
The broken rivets and broken skins flew around, and the shield cart that had been slowly advancing stopped immediately.
The terrifying cry and screaming that were covered by the shelling did not reach everyone's ears until this time.
"It's now!" Lannes pulled down his bird's beak helmet, "Soldiers, charge!"
(The end of this chapter)