Chapter 370 Battle of Montenegro (14)
July of 1445 was a hot summer.
The ice surface condensed by the frost spell will melt quickly, and the spell of turning mud into stone can be condensed at one time unless it encounters mortar, and the rest of the soil needs to be cast continuously.
Once the wizard dies, the escape route Niedersall left for himself will be cut off.
Niedersall regrets it now, very much.
He had previously thought that the situation of the battle was settled and that the battle could be ended quickly, so he did not leave a few guards for these wizards at all.
After the battle reached a stalemate, he focused all his attention on how to break the formation and the duel with the Holy Gun Cavalry, ignoring the existence of the wizards.
This was also the first time for Niedersall to use wizards on his own battlefield. After all, he made a mistake.
“Tch, we’ve actually been discovered.” Colebo looked at Jeanne with her hair flying beside her, “Your Highness the Saint, we can attack now.”
“Stick up! "Pointing the battle flag in her hand at the Nicosacks not far away, Jeanne's passionate voice rang in the ears of every Holy Gun Cavalry.
At Jeanne's command, these Holy Gun Cavalry quickly turned into dozens of Holy Gun Cavalry squads.
This time they did not use the original group charge, but changed to the relatively ancient squad charge tactic.
In the previous battle, Jeanne found that it was difficult to use the advantages of the Holy Gun Cavalry in a group charge.
The Holy Gun Cavalry is more flexible and faster than ordinary extraordinary knights.
Similar to Horn's formation of large square formations into small horizontal formations of infantry, the Holy Gun Cavalry divided into small formations can maneuver more flexibly than knights of the same level.
Her body rose and fell with the war horse, and Jeanne lowered her iron helmet to block the sunlight in front of her eyes.
The warm and cold currents in the breathing method constantly interact between the mouth and nose, and the originally slightly tired body quickly regained its energy.
"Attack on both wings, don't let them escape." The golden light lit up at the sound of the Holy Grail battle flag, followed by the unanimous shouts of the Holy Gun Cavalry.
"Expel the devil!"
A dozen or so thin streams carrying smoke and dust quickly rushed towards the two wings of the Nicosacks, forming a trap from both sides.
Dozens of knights were automatically separated from the two wings of Nicosack to intercept these holy gun cavalry.
The javelin shot through the air, flying from the shoulders, legs and even armpits with blood.
But these Holy Gun Cavalry didn't feel anything. They were still lying on their horses, staring closely at the enemy in front of them.
This makes many Nicosacks feel frightened. This kind of cavalry is so cruel that they regard their own lives as nothing, just like the undead knights under the vampire archduke.
In the Salvation Army, if you want to become a Holy Gun Cavalry, there are three major requirements: riding a horse, breathing, and having holy power.
Horn put forward an implicit condition - knights with deep hatred take priority.
Horn originally thought that this hidden condition would wipe out many people, but in the end, a large number of people were wiped out while riding on horseback.
For the Negosacks, this is just a battle for salary and favor with Lord Niedersall.
For the Holy Gun Cavalry, this is a war to defend their homeland, and it is also a holy war to expel devils.
In the flying javelin, the speed of the Holy Gun Cavalry increased instead of decreasing.
The holy gun cavalry in the front row pulled out heavy cavalry guns from their boots. The strong wind blew by their ears. They could hear nothing clearly and could not see anything.
Only the squeezing sound of the gears and pawls seemed to be so clear that it was right next to their ears, and the hot wind passed through their chests.
They are waiting, waiting for the last signal.
A blazing white light rose from the back of the running carrot, and like a thunderbolt from the clear sky, it swept across the four knights blocking the road in front of them.
Without martial ethics, she threw all the lightning on the four horses in front of her. Jeanne controlled her exquisite equestrian skills and rushed through the gap where the horses fell.
Carrot raised his hoof, and his screams were so painful that he was so frightened that his footwork was disrupted.
Cracks of lightning appeared on the skin of the four war horses, and the faint smell of barbecue lingered in the nose. The four Negosacks were thrown away without even realizing what was going on. They flew high into the sky and flew five to six meters before they hit the ground hard.
The armor bounced against the ground, and they rolled out for another four or five meters before stopping under the pull of shrubs and grass.
Although he was not dead, most of his body was covered in blood and flesh, and the sharp nails were embedded in his bronze skin. The Nicosacks on the ground groaned unconsciously.
"Launch!"
After the lightning, a plume of lead blew past the knights of Niedersal like a strong wind.
Niedersall didn't want to take care of it, but seeing the chaos in the back row, he couldn't help but give the order.
“This damn unclean witch.” Looking at the chaotic array, Niedersall gritted his teeth and growled, “Faramaz, you bring a hundred Nicosack knights to stop it.”
The obedience of the Nicosacks was quite high. Nidessall gave an order, and within ten seconds a hundred Nicosacks left the queue and rushed towards the Holy Gun Cavalry.
Niedersall took the remaining 130 Cossacks and ran towards the hussars.
The horse's hooves leaped, crushing the branches and earth lumps on the ground.
Niedersall recklessly raised his footwork to the attack step, just to block the hussars before them.
Because the hussars were lightly armored or even unarmored, even if their horses were inferior to one level, they still bypassed Niedersall and reached the traitor wizards.
For the winner of a battle, perhaps the most important thing is timing.
He was delayed by Jeanne, maybe only ten seconds.
But just because of these ten seconds, the hussars were already close to the wizards.
These wizards had previously exhausted their mana by creating roads. They stood up in despair, their legs trembling, trying to use spells again.
How could the leader Paslik let them take action? As a great wizard, no one knows how to cast spells better than him.
Holding a saber, Paslik was both intolerable and angry, but these emotions never leave people on the battlefield.
In Niedersal's desperate eyes, wherever Paslik went, the heads of at least three wizard slaves flew into the air, and blood sprayed out from the necks where the bones were exposed.
Seeing this situation, Niedersall immediately made a decision. They had no time to rescue the wizard traitors.
“Let’s go!” He turned the horse’s head, and Niedersall did not continue to try to block it.
He whistled, and the Negossacks on the other side immediately moved towards Niedersal.
"Sir, what should we do now?"
"Kill out from the front." Niedersall's heart was bleeding when he made this decision. "This is the only way, before their wild boar longbowmen are launched."
You need to know , the meaning of a frontal attack is that at least half of the Nicosacks must be surrendered on this battlefield.
After paying such a high price, the final result was just a tie, with both sides suffering heavy casualties.
Hearing the shouts of the night watch guards, Niedersall was still determined. As long as he could survive, he would be able to form another group of Nicosacks sooner or later.
Nigerian Cossacks are not common, but there are many cheap slaves of desert herdsmen.
"Let's break through from the front." Niedersall looked at the Nicosacks in front of him, "We have to pass through the two most elite squadrons of the rebels and join our guards."
If the situation If everything goes well, then the guards can still take the opportunity to break into the enemy's position... Niedersall shook his head. He was so desperate that he had such a ridiculous idea.
It would be nice if the guards were not taken advantage of by the rebels to break into the enemy formation.
The remaining 200 Nicosacks immediately rushed along the downhill road towards the two elite Guards in front of them.
(End of this chapter)