When he saw the smoke and dust in front of him and felt the increasingly stronger vibrations under his feet, Montreat was confused at first.
What's going on? Orcs come back again?
The orc heavy cavalry, covered in heavy armor and holding long spears, came out of the smoke and ran towards the Aldo infantry.
The Orc light cavalry that had retreated "in panic" covered their advance well.
Montreat's face turned pale and he quickly ordered to prepare to meet the enemy.
"Formation! Formation!"
"Get into formation!"
"Everyone return to his position!"
The officers shouted loudly, shouting at the top of their lungs, Trying to find his subordinates.
But this is an impossible task in a short time.
The infantry had been pursuing for a long distance, and the original order had long since disappeared.
It was under this circumstance that they encountered the impact of the orc heavy cavalry.
The orc cavalry rushed over in a tight formation, and the scene was like a hammer driving into a huge piece of cheese.
Chi!
The first unfortunate person appeared. The sharp lance stabbed into his stomach and flew upside down with the target.
Then the second, third, fourth... the orc heavy cavalry rushed out of a long corridor of flesh and blood.
As soon as the two sides came into contact, the Austrian army suffered huge casualties.
The orcs are tall and strong, and ride on tall horses. They are heavily armored and hold lances. They weigh half a ton together with their horses and men. Such a large mass can travel at a speed of more than thirty kilometers per hour. When the impact came, the force generated was beyond the ability of any infantry to withstand.
For a time, toothache-inducing violent collisions and painful screams filled the entire battlefield. Countless people were hit or trampled into a pile of rotten flesh by the orc cavalry.
Many people desperately used their spears to fight against the oncoming heavy cavalry, but the opponent's men and horses were covered in thick armor, and a single gun could only cause negligible damage to the opponent - —This is even if you are lucky enough to stab the opponent's mount or body.
The scattered Aldo infantry simply could not withstand such a powerful impact. Most of them were cannon fodder recruited temporarily. When fighting with the wind, their morale was high and seemed unstoppable. However, when they suffered a setback, their morale plummeted. , turned into a group of sheep ready for slaughter.
“Ah——!”
Sir Montreat, who was in charge of commanding this group of infantry, looked crazy.
The victory he originally thought was within reach shattered like a beautiful bubble. How could he accept it? He could only wave the sword in his hand vigorously to vent the fury in his heart.
Bang!
A huge force came from the helmet, causing Montreat's entire body to spin up and fall heavily to the ground.
An orc heavy cavalry had just aimed at him, but fortunately, the terrible lance just grazed along the edge of Montreat's helmet.
The orcs had no time to get back on their horses and continued to chase the next target. Montreat, who was lying on the ground, had stars in his eyes, but when he thought about it, he just felt like the world was spinning.
"Sir!"
Not long after, he was helped up, and it was the knights of the Tavares family who came to save him.
"Where is my army? Where is my army? I want to regroup my army!"
Montreat shouted and looked around, but only saw corpses everywhere.
Farther away are the orc cavalry and human infantry who are still chasing and escaping.
"Sir, let's go! We have already lost. Tom and the others have grabbed a few horses. Let's leave quickly before the orcs don't notice."
"No, I want to protect Your Highness, where is Your Highness?”
But the family knights did not allow him to talk. Several people held him tightly and ran away in panic.
The other side of the battlefield, the left wing of the original Aldo army, was originally a cavalry unit composed of knights from all over Blackstone Plains. When the central army in charge of Montreat suffered a counterattack from the orc heavy cavalry, these knights were supposed to go to the rescue.
But the orc light cavalry gathered like wind and sand, relying on their flexible maneuvers to cling to them.
The knights fought hard, but could not escape. They could only watch the infantry fall into the abyss of destruction.
After that, the doom of destruction befell the knights.
The Orc heavy cavalry who finished cleaning up the Austrian infantry did not stop at all, but immediately turned their horses and charged towards them.
The knights who were originally scattered due to chasing the infantry quickly completed the formation reorganization during the transfer process and turned into sharp spearheads again.
The Austrian knights were unable to form a formation due to the harassment of the opponent's light cavalry.
The scene of the hammer hitting the cheese happened again. The orc heavy cavalry penetrated the knights' team without any suspense, but then attacked again, repeatedly.
The knights of Blackstone Plains were far more powerful than the weak infantry. They caused a lot of casualties to the orcs, but they still failed to save themselves, let alone change the situation of the entire battlefield.
When Klein and Lester led the roundabout cavalry into the battlefield, they saw a terrifying sight.
The infantry phalanx in the center has been eliminated, and the knights on the left seem to have been completely wiped out.
The corpses of human soldiers lay scattered on the ground, and the strong smell of blood wafted everywhere in the air.
“Where is Your Highness?”
One look and you knew something was wrong.
“Look, there!”
Klein looked in the direction Lester pointed and saw the royal flag flying there.
And there was a dense army of orcs all around.
"Quick! Follow me to rescue Her Royal Highness the Princess!"
The two became extremely anxious after seeing it, and immediately led the cavalry behind them to rush to where the royal flag was.
——
Wardler used all his strength to chop at the opponent with the long knife presented by General Collum.
There was a clang, and the long sword that came against him broke.
“Hahaha, what a great knife!”
His heart was excited, and the one eye on his face shone like a flame.
The sharp long knife was swung quickly, and the enemy who lost his weapon did not have time to react, and his throat was wiped by him.
The bright red blood splashed far away, and the knight fell to the ground unwillingly.
Suddenly, the shouts of killing came loudly. Wardler looked around and saw his own cavalry coming from all directions.
There are light cavalry who hold bows and shoot arrows, and there are also menacing heavy cavalry.
It seems that the human center and left wing troops are finished!
Wadler breathed a sigh of relief quietly, and then went into battle again.
In order to hold back this elite enemy force, he and his men had suffered most of their casualties.
Even himself, a shockingly large gash was opened on his chest.
Fortunately, the sacrifice was worth it, and they finally delayed the arrival of their main force.
Seeing the fighting human soldiers, Wadler felt a sense of respect in his heart.