Chapter 335 Battle of Moncruse (6)
Two spearmen jumped out from the side, the spear poles bent into an arc, popped out, and stabbed an armored sergeant in the neck.
The shield was thrown by his companion. He grabbed the edge and lifted it up suddenly, smashing the spear that was thrust at him, and then narrowly dodged it.
But at this moment, two more night guards climbed over the wall and landed right behind the two spearmen.
The hooked spear poked out, passed over the spearman's body, and hooked his ribs. The spearman screamed in pain and was dragged to the ground.
Before the fellow spearmen could react, a holy gunner strode forward, drew his armed sword and pounced.
The armed sword penetrated the back of the heart, and the tip of the sword protruded from the chest. The night guard let out a scream, spit out blood, covered his chest and fell to the ground softly.
The chaos in front of the formation affected the defense of the remaining crenels. They turned around to support, but more gaps appeared, and two more armored sergeants climbed up.
"The old captain is dead, I will take over the command." Supported by several holy musketeers, Laurent shouted to the remaining spearmen, "If you dare to escape, I will report it to the military judge! All crenels Those who have lost the position must give up their position, and those who have not lost the position must not support them randomly.”
Before Laurent could finish his words, the three soldiers, led by the armored sergeant from before, covered each other and formed a triangle to attack him.
The retreating spearmen blocked their way. The spearmen who lined up in a line of five subconsciously shouted, and at the same time they stabbed towards the armored sergeants.
Faced with the sudden thrust of the four-and-a-half meter spear, the three armored sergeants were unable to dodge.
The spear spun and pierced their round shields. Iron nails and sawdust exploded, hitting one of them in the eye. He kept shaking his head in pain, but he did not dare to put down his shield.
"You are a goat." He turned sideways and raised his buckler, pulling the original spear out of the direction.
The armored sergeant with bright red blood flowing from his eyes took the lead. The armored sergeant with half a sword in his hand leaned over to avoid the sweep of the gun barrel, and came to the spearman in an instant.
The spearman's whole face wrinkled up in pain with half a sword raised from bottom to top, and he fell backwards, with only half of his calf still standing in place.
Blood spurted out, staining the armored sergeant’s already ferocious face red.
Two holy gunmen who had exhausted their holy power rushed out from the spearmen, holding armed swords and slashed at the back of the sergeant's head.
Just when he was about to be hit, he was caught by a half-sword stabbed diagonally, almost knocking the Holy Gunslinger's armed sword away.
"Holy Father, the devil's lackeys are coming."
The holy gunman yelled at Laurent, and was kicked over by the sergeant.
"Get ready!" Laurent finally finished loading at this time.
In his command, the sound of gears turning made all the sergeants and guards change their expressions.
The night watch guards who were climbing over the wall stopped, and some even pretended to be slippery and slipped down from the wall.
"Praise the Holy Wind!" Ten holy gunmen walked out from both sides and fired ten projectiles in this small space of less than ten meters.
The three armored sergeants who were lined up closely fell down. Behind them, there were three or five night watch guards who were hit by stray bullets, and blood spurted out.
After all, the area is so large, and it is still capable of penetrating ordinary people. The lead penetrated several bodies like a candied haws.
"Lance array! Charge!"
Seeing that the commando was flustered by the sudden attack, Laurent immediately seized the opportunity to launch a counterattack.
Under Laurent's arrangement, two rows of 5x2 spear formations were organized and attacked the approaching night guards.
Ten spears charged in a neat formation, and the enemy troops in front immediately dodged to both sides.
One of the night watch guards reacted a little slowly and felt a burst of pain in his heart.
The running gun blade pierced his chest and got stuck in his ribs.
The spearman shouted loudly, and the gun barrel rotated forward, forcing the guard to fall backwards and fall directly from the crenel.
The guard hit the peasant soldier on the back of the head, bending the peasant soldier's neck.
"Bang, bang, bang!" The sound of the holy gun being fired sounded again. Laurent seemed not to care that stray bullets would hit other teammates in the melee. He did not wait for the spearman to withdraw, and directly ordered to fire.
With this volley of guns, two more armored sergeants fell.
The armored sergeants were almost dead, and the guards were no match for the spearmen. The situation was finally reversed.
The holy guns no longer showed off their power, and the spearmen separated and surrounded and strangled the guards and armored sergeants who were disrupted by the holy guns one by one.
When the last armored sergeant climbed over the wall and escaped, the defense line finally returned to its original state.
But there wasn't much of a smile on Laurent's face. He looked at the increasingly chaotic fortress defense lines on the left and right sides, and immediately made a judgment: "The first level of the fortress can't be taken."
He Both the left and right city walls were breached, and the holy gunmen on the second floor could neither move nor fire, so they had to retreat first.
Sure enough, the retreat horn sounded soon after.
Due to their timely response, Laurent's two divisions did not suffer too many casualties, and their holy power was preserved, so they stayed behind at the end.
"Madre!" After receiving the order, Laurent called out the name of the patron saint, Madre, "Jourdan, at the end of this trip, I will at least get a deputy commander, I tell you!"
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“Great, it’s such a mess!” Halwin was riding on the horse, laughing so hard that his stomach hurt. "Your Excellency, what about us?"
"Do you still need to ask?" Halwin raised his head and glanced at the dense clouds. The hot wind blew through the woods, bringing about the resonance of metal and wood. " Take advantage of the chaos and fight your way to the second level!"
"The holy spirit of the Holy Lord protects me, charge!"
The rumbling sound was heard by the night guards and armored sergeants who were fighting the Salvation Army behind the fort walls.
At first they thought it was thunder, but the sky when they looked up was still full of clouds, and then they realized that it was the knights charging.
"The master is here to support us!"
"Cry to death, the master really has us in his heart!"
"Hold on, hold on again!"
The high-speed impact knights seemed to be driving thunder, rushing towards this side crazily, one hundred meters, fifty meters, twenty meters!
"Xi Lulu!" Dozens of knights rushed to the front, directly crossing the first fort wall by using the small slope made of the corpses of peasant soldiers and piles of soil.
The war horses rose up, and their heavy iron hoofs directly smashed the heads of the two unlucky war monks.
The horse's hoof fell to the ground, with traces of white flowers on the hoof.
As the horse crossed the fort wall, Helwin slashed his head with a sword and cut off the head of an engineer who could not escape in time, shouting with high spirits: "Kill them all!"
Since the fortress was relatively narrow, only about eighty extraordinary knights with the highest combat power rushed in.
Halfway around the first floor, Halwin failed to kill a few war monks.
The main reason is that most of the war monks took the initiative to withdraw to the second floor to preserve their strength.
Only one or two divisions remained at the end, still struggling towards the second-floor slope.
"Walk faster, the knights are coming!" Laurent shouted towards the war monks in front.
In front of him were about a hundred spearmen and holy gunmen with broken backs. Most of them were slightly injured. They supported each other and walked towards the checkpoint on the slope.
Helwin, who had failed to find the enemy, immediately rushed towards the remaining soldiers.
The strong wind blew through Halwin's chest, and his mind, which had been suppressed by the heat and failure for many days, finally felt free.
“Kill!”
Charging at the front, Helwin waved the long sword in his hand towards Laurent.
"Your Excellency, be careful!" The knight next to him suddenly reached out and held his back, and they both fell on the horse at the same time.
The plume flew over Halwin's head with a whistling sound. The three knights behind him covered their chests and abdomens and lay on the saddle in pain.
Helwin then saw that they had placed holy gunmen on both sides of the second floor and on the gun platform.
Once you attack from the slope channel, you will be attacked from the front and both sides.
Momli on the second floor finally adjusted after a major mistake.
He ordered the holy gunman who had changed defense to resume his original position and began to fire holy wind at the knights on the first floor.
However, at this time, the knights have already rushed into the first line of defense, with peasant soldiers and night guards serving as human shields. There is no need to charge head-on. As long as they pay attention, there will be few serious casualties.
As long as we can fight through the passage up the mountain, the previous casualties are acceptable.
Lying on the horse, Halwin came down the slope escorted by his personal knights.
But he was not discouraged. Instead, he waved his knight sword and ordered to the armored sergeants and night guards: "Charge over! Whoever captures the flag and kills the general will be rewarded with 30 gold pounds!"
"Go on, keep on spending, I can spend the whole day with you." Looking at the peasant soldiers and night guards charging towards the slope crying for their fathers and mothers, Helwin burst out laughing.
“Woooooooo——”
But the laughter was interrupted by a sudden sound of horns. Halwin looked up at the castle, with confusion in his eyes.
What are you doing blowing the charge horn at this time? Want to counterattack? It's too little regard for yourself.
No...this sound?
Halwin turned his head and looked outside, and then he heard the dull sound of a gun.
A dozen knights stationed outside had blood bursting from their chests and fell to the ground.
The heart-stopping footsteps made the knights who were charging back and forth slow down their movements, and they all looked in the direction of the sound.
This is...
Helwin felt that the blood all over his body had solidified. He stood up directly from the horse and shouted loudly.
"The Salvation Army? When did it come? When did it come!"
(End of this chapter)