Chapter 492 War 2
The two "porcupines" were approaching each other with their backs facing each other. The spikes on their "butts" finally came into contact, and then they thrust into each other.
The people in the first row were the most unlucky. Those very unfortunate soldiers were stabbed into the chest, throat, shoulders and legs by the sharp spikes of the spears as soon as they could dodge.
Almost at the same time, some injured people on both sides howled in pain, or fell to the ground without saying a word.
After casualties occurred, the soldiers in the first two rows immediately stopped or retreated subconsciously, twisting their bodies left and right as the opposite spear tip swung to avoid being stabbed.
The two phalanxes that were fighting almost stopped marching immediately. The soldiers in the first few rows of each were gesturing at the opponent's face with their long spears, while avoiding the opponent's equally chaotic spear points.
The spears on both sides slapped or blocked each other in the gap between them.
The commanders on both sides issued orders one after another, urging their men to advance with roars and whips, trying to get them to risk their own injuries and death by inserting their spears into the bodies of the enemies on the opposite side.
But every order can only move his team forward a little. After casualties occur, the soldiers will spontaneously retreat.
Contact, disengagement, contact, disengagement... The two armies kept repeating this process, which made Liszt feel anxious.
At this time, billowing smoke appeared on the road leading to the east. Liszt looked up and saw a cavalryman running towards him quickly.
This cavalry is obviously a higher level than the two infantry they are fighting against. Everyone is wearing armor and carrying a lance.
Someone in Jebu's army discovered this cavalry approaching quickly from their side and rear. Almost instantly, their formation began to become chaotic.
Some people turned their spears and faced the charging cavalry. Some people stood their spears on the ground, at a loss. The most unlucky ones were the first few rows who were stabbing. Many of them were distracted. People were stabbed.
The cavalry group gradually formed a wedge formation as they approached rapidly. When they were about forty or fifty meters away from the Jebu army, all the horses suddenly accelerated together and crashed into the Jebu army at an extremely fast speed.
When the leading cavalry horse was about to hit the enemy's spear point, it screamed and leapt up with its forelimbs, stopping itself at the last moment. However, this did not affect the owner on its back from accurately and powerfully thrusting out his own horse. Spear, this cavalryman is so well-trained, as if he and the horse under his crotch grow together and share the same body.
The Jebu soldiers in front of him watched in horror as the lance pierced into him His chest fell weakly with reluctance and residual fear.
The cavalryman who succeeded in the attack withdrew his weapon, immediately turned his horse's head and ran towards the distance.
The companions who followed him also repeated his actions. In fact, his companions were only a few breaths behind when they fought against the Jebu soldiers because the final charge was too fast.
Not all the cavalry had the good luck of the leading cavalry. Some did not hit the target, and some did not find a suitable target. However, all of them did not stop to fight, and all of them turned around immediately. Horsehead disengages from the Jebu soldiers.
The first round of cavalry attacks caused few casualties, and those who fell were immediately replaced by those behind them, but the overall phalanx of Jebu's army had begun to loosen. The timid soldiers still stood in their positions honestly, while some brave or eager ones ran out of the square with their weapons in hand when the cavalry began to withdraw. They thought they could use their hands before the opponent's horses picked up speed. The spear inside achieved results, but all their wishes were in vain. The commander loudly ordered these idiots to return to their positions.
The cavalry who had distanced themselves from the phalanx adjusted their formation in a short period of time. They repeated the previous fighting method and once again blew towards the phalanx of Jebu's army like a gust of wind, but this time The wind carries a deadly blade, and every time it blows, it can cause casualties to the Jebu soldiers.
The phalanx of Jebu's army began to become more and more loose during the wind-like cavalry attacks again and again. The fear brought by instinct made the soldiers subconsciously want to stay away from densely populated areas, because Densely populated areas often become priority targets for cavalry.
In the end, only a few rows of soldiers who were originally facing off against the opponent's spearmen were left barely maintaining their formation - the protection of these rows of soldiers was obviously better than that of other soldiers, and they were more disciplined.
Liszt gritted his teeth tightly when he saw cavalry fighting for the first time. He was extremely frightened. He imagined himself in the phalanx of Jebu soldiers, facing the enemy cavalry rushing back and forth. , how will they react?
"Jeb is finished!" A sad, somewhat sobbing sigh sounded from the side.
The coachman said it.
Under his instructions, Liszt looked in the direction he came from, and saw puffs of black smoke rising from Jebu City in the distance.
It seems like the fighting is not just happening here. Have people rushed in from the city?
"Sir, I'm glad we were able to run out in time."
He didn't know how to comfort the coachman who had lost his hometown.
Liszt once again focused his attention on the nearby battle, where the cavalry of the church army once again began to charge.
However, this seemed to be the last attack. The cavalry did not rein in the galloping horses, but allowed their mounts to rush into the group of Jebu soldiers, because at this time there was no dense gunfire in front of them. Lin, the gap was large enough to easily dodge. Their spears were immediately discarded on the ground after stabbing an enemy, and they immediately drew out their one-handed swords and slaughtered the Jebu soldiers beside them.
Together with the few rows of relatively well-disciplined soldiers in front of them, Jebu's army was quickly killed and the whole army collapsed.
Many people dropped their weapons and ran wildly, trying to escape from the battlefield.
But these people are often quickly caught up by the cavalry, and their lives are ended with a sword.
The remaining soldiers who were still on the battlefield but had no chance of winning also dropped their weapons, put their hands on the back of their heads, squatted or knelt on the ground, waiting for the enemy's disposal.
“Alas!”
Liszt sighed quietly, and he said to the coachman: “Let’s hide here for a while and wait until those people leave before going out.”
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a woman's scream behind him.
The two were shocked. It was the coachman’s wife.
The coachman rushed towards the place where they had hidden the carriage like crazy. Liszt hesitated and ran over.
A heart-pounding scene appeared in front of him. Three soldiers holding long swords were surrounding the carriage, and the coachman's wife and children were hugging each other and crying.
“Everyone!”
The coachman knelt down with a plop.
He begged with tears streaming down his face: "We...we are just ordinary people, please let us go."
(End of this chapter)
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