Chapter 537 Battle of Lape River (Part 2)
This sonic grenade called "Banshee's Wail" was newly researched by Shilov during this period and was proposed by an alchemist priest from the ordnance factory.
The Broken Dragon Bone Flute was originally developed by the Church and was used to appease giant spiders and lure children.
The most convenient thing about it is that like Glowstone, it has low-mana-triggered alchemical properties.
As long as the catalyst is in place, even mortals and even natural winds can achieve the effect of confusing the mind.
Not to mention that in the hands of someone with high magic power, it may even cause irreversible damage to the recipient's nerves.
Very early on, Horn had the idea of making it into a weapon. As a very common mineral in the Longmian Mountains, broken dragon bones were enough to be made on a large scale.
However, he has two problems that he has not been able to solve.
First, how can we avoid accidentally injuring our own people? Second, how to enhance lethality?
Shilov, who received this research and development task, quickly solved the first problem with a sonic grenade made of wind snails.
The internal structure of the so-called wind snail is somewhat similar to that of the runner holy machine water pump.
It’s just that the latter pumps water, while the former is smaller and pumps air.
This principle is similar to that of a diabolo. When the clockwork gear is released in an instant, it will drive the diabolo-like sounding wheel inside to rotate.
The dense air enters the broken keel sound window, and its vibration is enough to use up the alchemical properties of the broken keel in an instant, thereby achieving the just effect.
But the second problem has never been solved.
When the broken keel is blown by the natural wind, the damage is too weak. As long as the body is larger or has some breathing skills, it will not be affected.
So the project was put on hold until Maester Kelburn of the Draconic Scholars arrived.
The Dragon Language Scholars Association, as you can tell from its name, its main business is studying dragons.
They study almost everything related to dragons, and Broken Dragon Bones are dragons too!
Even Bachelor Kelben himself once tried to use broken dragon bones to resurrect the dragon soul. Of course, this alchemical ritual failed, but it greatly improved the alchemical properties of the broken dragon bones.
While the clockwork gears are spinning, the Shattered Dragon Bones will activate its alchemical properties in an instant, and then dissipate into balls of ashes.
According to the tests carried out by knights on death row, the vast majority of war horses and those below the three-stage breathing method are not immune to the sonic and mental impact of Broken Dragon Bone.
If it is an ordinary person, it may even cause nerve damage and become a vegetative state.
The first project of the Sacred Axis Alchemy Development Bureau became this steaming weapon whose scientific name is "clock bomb".
In addition to preventing intelligence leakage, it was named so because the delay gear inside it would make a countdown-like "ticking" sound before the sonic boom.
Horn also added a dial to it as a joke, which not only assisted the soldiers in determining the throwing time, but also allowed the enemy to see their death countdown.
The warm sunshine and cold wind blew on his face at the same time, making Leanna's face hot and his heart chilling.
Standing on the hillside, he thought he had a favorable terrain, so he sent a wave of knights to feint to attack to see how good the opponent was.
But I didn't expect that before I even touched their sides, they had already fallen more than halfway.
What depressed Lianna the most was that he couldn't even understand how these knights fell. Those flying iron balls didn't even touch the sides of any knights.
Before he could see clearly, the knights all fell down.
"Damn witchcraft!" Veins popped out on Lianna's hand holding the sword. This was the only explanation.
The fallen knights struggled to get up from the mud, their originally shiny armor smeared with mud and blades of grass.
According to the normal process, if you are defeated, you should first gather with friendly forces, and then choose to hold on in a circular formation or fight in a forward formation according to the situation.
But none of them had ever experienced this situation of falling down before getting close to the enemy.
It's not that no one tried to gather the war horses again, but those war horses seemed to have gone crazy and did not listen to the original owners at all.
In the biting cold wind, the knights gathered around in a daze, awkwardly stuck in the middle of the battlefield.
But it doesn't matter, the caring little cotton-padded jacket Jeanna has already arrived with the Holy Gun Cavalry, specially to relieve their embarrassment.
Hammers, iron hooves and lead bullets took turns sweeping over the bodies of the foot knights, and blood and brains flowed out from the gaps in the knights' iron cans.
If you die, you won't be embarrassed.
These armored knights couldn't outrun the horses, and they couldn't hit the holy cavalry with muskets. When they faced them head-on, they were shot in the head with a single musket.
The hundreds of knights who fell off their horses were divided by Jeanne's back and forth attacks. In less than ten minutes, the number of remaining knights on foot dropped to double digits.
"Damn it, let all the knights with horses come back first." Lianna gritted his teeth, but suppressed his anger, "Except for my personal guards, send the remaining two hundred knights out to respond, but don't get close. .”
The horn sounded, and the infantrymen all looked sideways. From the side of the team, a wave of swallow-tailed flags poured down the hillside and ran towards the center of the battlefield. The bright silver armor shone with the light reflected from the snow, and amid the sticky sound of horse hooves, the knights rushed towards Jeanne covered in flames as if they were walking on flat ground.
After Jeanna found out, she naturally gave up attacking the walking knights and turned her head towards
"The Holy Father gave me lightning!"
After a loud shout, Jeanne, who was flashing with lightning, raised her flag gun and fell on the war horse. The horse's hair suddenly stood up, and in the neighing sound, it flew into the wave carrying lightning bolts.
Standing in front of the river beach, the soldiers in black saw flashes of light in the corners of their eyes, and the crackling sound of lightning crawling across the human body reached their ears.
"Ah——"
"Hey!"
Any war monk who understands this can't help but shudder.
Amidst the lightning and the thud of the body falling to the ground, the cavalry from both sides passed each other.
Seven or eight black-smoking knight corpses fell from the galloping horses, and a short spear was inserted into the gap in Jeanne's shoulder armor.
Although these knights may not be as strong as Jeanne, they do have a lot of tricks.
However, it was impossible for Jeanna to use lightning spells without restraint. After dispelling the opponent's arrogance, she returned to the array.
The Holy Gun Cavalry also returned to the military formation to restore holy power and reload the Holy Gun.
They left the battlefield to those Kush rangers, which was requested by the Kush knights themselves, who needed to prove their loyalty.
At the foot of the hillside in front of the river beach, the two sides fell into a strange stalemate.
The Church Knights and the Kush Rangers began to charge and fight with each other continuously, and waves of arrows repeatedly jumped between the two cavalry teams.
Neither the Salvation Army nor the Church Army had any infantry to attack, but just watched in silence.
So the battle turned into the infantry standing on both sides, watching the knights in the middle fight repeatedly.
At this glance, I saw it from morning to around 3pm.
During this period, the cavalry of both sides sometimes rested and sometimes fought. Each had their own ingenious plans but failed to break into the formation.
But what both sides agree on is that their respective main forces and infantry have not yet been dispatched.
Leanne was present throughout the whole process and did not leave a step.
He didn't take any water all day long, just looking at the situation on the battlefield with his eyebrows furrowed, until the attendant's cautious voice sounded from beside him.
"Your Excellency, shall we retreat?"
"Retreat? Why?" Hearing the attendant's question, Lianna subconsciously asked, and then he patted his forehead belatedly.
He turned his horse's head and looked at the infantrymen who had been standing for a long time. They no longer looked like they had when they first arrived.
Many people even sat down, began to eat and drink, and even scratched each other's lice. Morale and mental state were visibly declining.
These infantrymen couldn't concentrate or stand for a long time. Seeing the soldiers on the opposite side not moving, he thought that time had not passed long.
Only the hundreds of domestic servants and a dozen double-paid swordsmen were still in good condition, but their faces also showed impatient looks.
Leanne knew she couldn't wait any longer.
If they wait any longer, they will collapse without the help of the Salvation Army.
"Give out the Frenzy Potion and Burning Heart Potion, two bottles per person, and start charging after drinking them."
The attendant blinked and confirmed repeatedly: "Drink both bottles? Will everyone drink two bottles?"
"Are you deaf?" Lianna couldn't care less. Death in battle or sudden death after drinking were both deaths. Since he was going to die, could he die for the church?
"Let the armored sergeants and knights watch. Anyone who dares to talk nonsense can be killed directly. Be sure to complete the preparation of the potion within half an hour."
Half an hour later, the drowsy Dravan was awakened by the sudden sound of the horn. He quickly stepped forward and stood on the edge of the mound to look out.
A dense crowd of people finally appeared on the hillside. Chainmail and armor were rubbing together, and the war horses snorted and puffed out streams of white steam.
"Coming, coming." Dravan shouted, "The church's army is coming!"
After seven hours of watching, the 2,500 infantrymen of the main formation and the 500 cavalry led by Leiner himself finally appeared on the battlefield.
(End of chapter)