Chapter 522 The situation reversed
“General Fedotov!”
The messenger’s horse raised its hoofs high in front of Fedotov and almost failed to stop itself.
The man on horseback almost rolled down.
“What happened?”
Fedotov's ominous premonition grew stronger and stronger.
"Our cavalry... our cavalry..."
The messenger was crying and his voice was choked.
“Say it!” The muscles on Harper’s face were twisted, and he grabbed the messenger’s clothes with both hands. The shadow of the last defeat once again shrouded his heart.
“Our cavalry is finished.”
cavalry? Most of the cavalry of the Skitarii were originally hidden behind a mound. According to the pre-war plan, this main cavalry force served as a reserve force. If the frontal troops of the Skitarii fought successfully, they would take the opportunity to dispatch and overwhelm the Etonians when they retreated. The last psychological defense line of the Etonians turned their retreat into a rout and expanded the results of the battle. If the frontal troops of the Skitarii did not fight well, they would use the cover of the terrain to go around to the sides and rear of the Etonian army to harass them.
As the commander-in-chief of the army, Fedotov forced his brain to calm down. He asked the messenger: "Don't panic, what exactly happened?"
The messenger recounted the time. "We were staying quietly behind the mound, waiting for your orders. Suddenly there was a fire in the crowd, and not only the fire, but also the terrible noise. These fires and noises were very harmful to our knights." It didn't cause any big harm, only some unlucky ones were burned. But it was terrible for our war horses. These poor animals had never seen such a battle, and their fur was also very flammable. Frightened, he no longer accepted the control of his master and started running wildly behind the mound."
The messenger recalled the scene with lingering fear: "So many strong horses were trampling wantonly among the crowd. , many soldiers were trampled into meat patties on the spot."
"Ah!" Fedotov covered his face in pain. "What happened later, was the situation under control?"
"With everyone's efforts, the mood of the war horse has stabilized slightly, but it still doesn't obey orders very well. We tried our best to comfort it. At this time, a group of people rushed towards us. Some of them were riding horses and some were on foot. Look. They didn't get up in formation. We thought it was a small detachment of Etonians and immediately organized people to resist their attack. But at this time, strange lights and noises appeared again, and the mounts panicked again. We were in an extremely chaotic situation. We were attacked by them."
"Then...then..." the messenger hesitated: "We...we were killed by them, and I rushed over to report to you."
“Damn, how many people were in that team?”
“It was so smokey that I couldn’t tell specifically, but I estimate there were more than 500 people.”
“500 How many people? More than 500 people killed you?" Fedotov was extremely angry.
"The situation at that time was too chaotic, and the people at the head of that team were simply demons from hell, and our swords couldn't hurt them at all, especially the leader, who was wielding a big iron chain. Every time A large area of life can be harvested by swinging it."
The messenger described it with a look of horror.
"A demon wielding a chain?" Harper's body twitched, and he recalled his terrible failure before. At that time, the chain demon took the lead and rushed into his team, chopping melons and melons. Killing his own soldiers like a dish. "General?"
Harper looked at his superior Fedotov, hoping to get further instructions from him.
Fedotov is now very entangled in his heart. Should he withdraw his infantry to rescue his cavalry? This is a very precious force. Fedotov is reluctant to let the cavalry take the lead in every battle, but first Let the infantry be used as cannon fodder to consume the enemy's strength, and then send out the cavalry to determine the outcome with one blow. Of course it was the same this time, but I didn't expect that it was the cavalry who stayed in the rear who encountered the crisis first. Not to mention the powerful combat effectiveness of this cavalry, most of its members are knights and nobles. If it is in your own hands, you will definitely not get any good results when you return.
But what will be the consequences of withdrawing the infantry fighting closely with the enemy like this? If some bastard misunderstood his order and shouted "The Skitarii have been defeated", wouldn't it be completely ruined? Already?
He looked at the mound that was originally used to cover the cavalry, where a faint smoke was drifting,
"Pass my order!" Fedotov roared, "Supervise the troops in front. The army fights hard. If the battle can be ended within half an hour, everyone will be rewarded with 10 gold coins... No! 50 coins!" "Harper! Take people to gather the cavalry immediately!" The husband's eyes were spraying with rage, scorching his men. Harper was more afraid of him than the chain devil. He trembled and yelled: "Yes, General!"
"Everyone who is left!" Fedotov turned his horse's head and quickly looked around. There were still six to seven hundred people around him. "Be prepared for a possible sneak attack by the Etonians!"
He now hopes to quickly end the battle in front of him, and then let his main infantry deal with the strange team.
The order to reward 50 gold coins was conveyed to the fighting infantry. The effect was just as Fedotov expected. Morale was boosted and the soldiers waved their weapons harder.
However, what he did not expect was that the Eton army, which had been retreating steadily, reversed its decline and regained its morale.
"Damn it, do they know what happened to our cavalry? Damn it!"
Fedotov cursed.
There was a sound of a sword being unsheathed, and Fedotov pulled out his sword.
"Everyone!" He looked at the subordinates around him and shouted: "Now is the most critical moment! This battle will determine the success or failure of our expedition. We will go back as heroes to enjoy the glory of victory. Or should I go back as a defeated army and bear the shame of defeat? It all depends on this moment. I ordered everyone to follow me closely and charge towards the Etonians. Did you see that man in white helmet and white armor? That is the Duke of Eton? He is the primary target of our attack. Anyone who captures or kills him will be reported to His Majesty the King and the Archbishop personally. I can have as many titles, wealth, and beauties as I want."
After some mobilization! , Fedotov raised his sword high, "Now I order - charge!"
His legs clamped hard on the belly of the mount, and both the man and the horse were like arrows. Came out.
The people who had stayed behind with him, all of whom had their own mounts, also followed Fedotov and charged towards the Eton army.
Fedotov, who was leading the charge, did not notice that a team emerged from behind the mound where he had hidden his cavalry and moved towards them along the path of their charge.
Above the fighting Iton infantry, a ball of terrifying heat was gathering.
(End of this chapter)