Catlanis first saw such a battle.
The huge lineup of more than 300 knights was defeated without even touching the edge of the defense line.
Until the end, they were unable to enter the fifty-meter range, which was the fire line of the musket team drawn by His Highness. Only when they crossed the fifty-meter line were all allowed to open fire.
The four cannons kept the opponent near the 100-meter line.
Within the range of 150 to 100 meters, about twenty corpses were lying everywhere. These people, like themselves, were skilled knights. Otherwise, they would not have been able to control the horses to advance at high speed amid the roar of artillery fire.
Carter is glad he is not one of them.He vaguely foreshadowed that future wars would become very different, and it would be a matter of time before Roland Wimbledon, who had such a powerful force, would win the throne.
After seeing the tragic battlefield, a few people in the First Army experienced adverse reactions such as dizziness and vomiting. However, since they were not close to each other, the shock caused by artillery killing and injuring the enemy was less than killing the enemy with their own hands, and the reaction symptoms were not serious.
Carter picked out a group of hunters who were used to being stubborn and blood from the team, collected the bodies of the dead, and searched for the still alive.
The sun gradually fell into the mountains. Carter looked at the blood-red sky and the crows sounded in the woods in the distance, and he suddenly felt a hint of bleakness.
The era of the Knights is over.
……
Duke Ryan has not yet come to his senses.
He didn't understand why he was defeated. Although the line of defense was as thin as a cicada's wing, it could penetrate with a light poke, but the knights ran away like they saw a devil.
He couldn't even blame others, because the one who rushed to the front was the elite knights under his command.
The personal guards cut down several people in a row, so that the mercenaries who flocked to avoid the Duke's position, but that's all. No matter how much he roared, he could not restrain his defeated subordinates.
In desperation, Duke Osmond Len had to retreat with the flow of people, and this retreat lasted nearly ten miles.
It was not until night fell that the duke chose a place near the river bank to camp, and the lost knights and mercenaries came closer to the torches, but most of them were still missing.
What's worse is that the free people did not hesitate to drop their carts and food during the retreat, so they had to slaughter a few horses to serve as military rations tonight.
In the largest tent in the camp, five nobles gathered together and looked at Duke Ryan with pale faces, and the latter's face was not much better.
Who can tell me what new weapons they used?The distance is farther than the crossbow, and you can see the thrown stones like a catapult. He glanced at Renmede, and you were also in the forefront at that time. Did you see anything?
Sir, I... don't know very well. Renn held his head and heard the roar keep ringing, and they fell down in batches, especially the last sound. The knight who rushed to the first seemed to suddenly hit an invisible wall. I saw his body shaking, his head and arms split, just like... He thought about it and the eggs dropped from the top of the castle.
Could it be a witch?The Elf Elk whispered.
It's impossible, the Duke frowned and said, "My Knights are all wearing the Divine Punishment Stone, and it's impossible for the witch to hurt them."You have never played with witches. What is the difference between them and ordinary women in front of the divine stone?
By the way, sir, Rennes suddenly seemed to remember something. Before hearing the loud noise, I saw several cart-like things in their queue, with huge iron pipes on them, and red light and smoke could be emitted from it.
Iron pipe?Red light and smoke?Isn’t that just a gift bucket?Eagle Eagle puzzled.
Of course, the Duke knew what the gift bucket was. In the past, only the nobles of the royal capital used it for use during major celebrations. Now, lords from all over the country will basically prepare one or two.
There is a pair of bronze gift buckets in his castle, which can explode after putting in snow powder.
But the sound is far from the breathtaking thunder today.
The gift bucket will not make the knights split. The Earl of Honeysuckle said, No matter what weapon the prince uses, we have all been defeated. What should we do next?
Duke Ryan glanced at him unhappily, and the word failure seemed particularly harsh to him. We have not failed yet, he stressed that the disadvantage of a battle could not change the final result.As long as I return to the fortress, I can call up another team and cut off the trade on the Chishui River.Without food supplements, Bianfeng Town could not last for a month.As long as he dares to bring those village men out, my knight can defeat him from the side and behind him.
Victory will eventually belong to him, he thought, but the losses suffered as a result cannot be compensated by a small town at all... It is almost a vague idea to win the North again.
Damn it!
If Roland Wimbledon can be caught, he must be smashed into pieces.
But sir, the fleet on the Chishui River not only comes from Changge Fortress, but also ships from Liuye Town, Zhulongling and Chishui City. If all of them were cut off, would it be... Earl of Honeysuckle hesitated.
I bought it all, as long as I paid, they would sell it to everyone.The Duke said coldly, "Let's go back to the tent to sleep first, and set off tomorrow morning."The knight with horses acted with us, and those without horses stayed to lead the mercenaries.
He could not march at night, and even if the fourth prince planned to pursue him, he would first encounter the mercenaries who remained behind him from dawn.
He thought that even if this group of waste was about to collapse, he could still buy him a lot of time.
The next day, the duke did not receive any news that the prince caught up with him. In order to confirm the news, he sent his confidants to expand the scope of the investigation, and the same was true for the rewards he received.
This made him feel a little relieved. Perhaps the new weapon is difficult to move as a catapult, and can only be used in defensive warfare.
The prince did not dare to act rashly by relying on a bunch of miners holding wooden sticks alone.
By three o'clock in the afternoon, the Duke ordered the Knight to stop moving forward and wait for the people walking behind to follow.
As dusk approached, mercenaries and free people continued to catch up with the cavalry.
Everyone was busy again, and they circled a piece of land to set up tents.
As long as this night is over, he will be able to arrive at the three-meter-high bluestone wall of Changge Fortress tomorrow. It is like a natural barrier for hundreds of troops. Even if the opponent has a new weapon with a very long range, he can use the catapult behind the wall to fight back.
He will definitely make good calculations with the prince.
But what made Duke Ryan feel a little uncomfortable was that along the way today, he always felt like he was staring at him.
Maybe it was an illusion, he thought, he was too nervous.
The next morning, the Duke was awakened by the sound of cannons.
When he rushed out of the tent, he found everyone running away with his head in his arms, and from time to time, mud and blood splashed up. Looking west, militia wearing standard leather armor lined up in a straight line, standing quietly outside the camp.
Amid the deafening roar, there was only one thought left in the duke's head, how did they catch up?
The knight in charge of the reconnaissance yesterday did not find the pursuers!?
Lord Duke, go quickly!The personal guard brought a horse and shouted loudly.
Only then did Osmondleen realize from his confusion, he turned over and ran eastward with his guards.However, not long after they left the camp, they saw another identical unit.
The same standard leather armor holds strange short sticks in his hands, arranged in neat rows, and even his expression looks the same.
Immediately afterwards, the Duke heard the sound of rhythmic music from the opposite side, and His Highness's troops walked towards him in neat steps.
The huge lineup of more than 300 knights was defeated without even touching the edge of the defense line.
Until the end, they were unable to enter the fifty-meter range, which was the fire line of the musket team drawn by His Highness. Only when they crossed the fifty-meter line were all allowed to open fire.
The four cannons kept the opponent near the 100-meter line.
Within the range of 150 to 100 meters, about twenty corpses were lying everywhere. These people, like themselves, were skilled knights. Otherwise, they would not have been able to control the horses to advance at high speed amid the roar of artillery fire.
Carter is glad he is not one of them.He vaguely foreshadowed that future wars would become very different, and it would be a matter of time before Roland Wimbledon, who had such a powerful force, would win the throne.
After seeing the tragic battlefield, a few people in the First Army experienced adverse reactions such as dizziness and vomiting. However, since they were not close to each other, the shock caused by artillery killing and injuring the enemy was less than killing the enemy with their own hands, and the reaction symptoms were not serious.
Carter picked out a group of hunters who were used to being stubborn and blood from the team, collected the bodies of the dead, and searched for the still alive.
The sun gradually fell into the mountains. Carter looked at the blood-red sky and the crows sounded in the woods in the distance, and he suddenly felt a hint of bleakness.
The era of the Knights is over.
……
Duke Ryan has not yet come to his senses.
He didn't understand why he was defeated. Although the line of defense was as thin as a cicada's wing, it could penetrate with a light poke, but the knights ran away like they saw a devil.
He couldn't even blame others, because the one who rushed to the front was the elite knights under his command.
The personal guards cut down several people in a row, so that the mercenaries who flocked to avoid the Duke's position, but that's all. No matter how much he roared, he could not restrain his defeated subordinates.
In desperation, Duke Osmond Len had to retreat with the flow of people, and this retreat lasted nearly ten miles.
It was not until night fell that the duke chose a place near the river bank to camp, and the lost knights and mercenaries came closer to the torches, but most of them were still missing.
What's worse is that the free people did not hesitate to drop their carts and food during the retreat, so they had to slaughter a few horses to serve as military rations tonight.
In the largest tent in the camp, five nobles gathered together and looked at Duke Ryan with pale faces, and the latter's face was not much better.
Who can tell me what new weapons they used?The distance is farther than the crossbow, and you can see the thrown stones like a catapult. He glanced at Renmede, and you were also in the forefront at that time. Did you see anything?
Sir, I... don't know very well. Renn held his head and heard the roar keep ringing, and they fell down in batches, especially the last sound. The knight who rushed to the first seemed to suddenly hit an invisible wall. I saw his body shaking, his head and arms split, just like... He thought about it and the eggs dropped from the top of the castle.
Could it be a witch?The Elf Elk whispered.
It's impossible, the Duke frowned and said, "My Knights are all wearing the Divine Punishment Stone, and it's impossible for the witch to hurt them."You have never played with witches. What is the difference between them and ordinary women in front of the divine stone?
By the way, sir, Rennes suddenly seemed to remember something. Before hearing the loud noise, I saw several cart-like things in their queue, with huge iron pipes on them, and red light and smoke could be emitted from it.
Iron pipe?Red light and smoke?Isn’t that just a gift bucket?Eagle Eagle puzzled.
Of course, the Duke knew what the gift bucket was. In the past, only the nobles of the royal capital used it for use during major celebrations. Now, lords from all over the country will basically prepare one or two.
There is a pair of bronze gift buckets in his castle, which can explode after putting in snow powder.
But the sound is far from the breathtaking thunder today.
The gift bucket will not make the knights split. The Earl of Honeysuckle said, No matter what weapon the prince uses, we have all been defeated. What should we do next?
Duke Ryan glanced at him unhappily, and the word failure seemed particularly harsh to him. We have not failed yet, he stressed that the disadvantage of a battle could not change the final result.As long as I return to the fortress, I can call up another team and cut off the trade on the Chishui River.Without food supplements, Bianfeng Town could not last for a month.As long as he dares to bring those village men out, my knight can defeat him from the side and behind him.
Victory will eventually belong to him, he thought, but the losses suffered as a result cannot be compensated by a small town at all... It is almost a vague idea to win the North again.
Damn it!
If Roland Wimbledon can be caught, he must be smashed into pieces.
But sir, the fleet on the Chishui River not only comes from Changge Fortress, but also ships from Liuye Town, Zhulongling and Chishui City. If all of them were cut off, would it be... Earl of Honeysuckle hesitated.
I bought it all, as long as I paid, they would sell it to everyone.The Duke said coldly, "Let's go back to the tent to sleep first, and set off tomorrow morning."The knight with horses acted with us, and those without horses stayed to lead the mercenaries.
He could not march at night, and even if the fourth prince planned to pursue him, he would first encounter the mercenaries who remained behind him from dawn.
He thought that even if this group of waste was about to collapse, he could still buy him a lot of time.
The next day, the duke did not receive any news that the prince caught up with him. In order to confirm the news, he sent his confidants to expand the scope of the investigation, and the same was true for the rewards he received.
This made him feel a little relieved. Perhaps the new weapon is difficult to move as a catapult, and can only be used in defensive warfare.
The prince did not dare to act rashly by relying on a bunch of miners holding wooden sticks alone.
By three o'clock in the afternoon, the Duke ordered the Knight to stop moving forward and wait for the people walking behind to follow.
As dusk approached, mercenaries and free people continued to catch up with the cavalry.
Everyone was busy again, and they circled a piece of land to set up tents.
As long as this night is over, he will be able to arrive at the three-meter-high bluestone wall of Changge Fortress tomorrow. It is like a natural barrier for hundreds of troops. Even if the opponent has a new weapon with a very long range, he can use the catapult behind the wall to fight back.
He will definitely make good calculations with the prince.
But what made Duke Ryan feel a little uncomfortable was that along the way today, he always felt like he was staring at him.
Maybe it was an illusion, he thought, he was too nervous.
The next morning, the Duke was awakened by the sound of cannons.
When he rushed out of the tent, he found everyone running away with his head in his arms, and from time to time, mud and blood splashed up. Looking west, militia wearing standard leather armor lined up in a straight line, standing quietly outside the camp.
Amid the deafening roar, there was only one thought left in the duke's head, how did they catch up?
The knight in charge of the reconnaissance yesterday did not find the pursuers!?
Lord Duke, go quickly!The personal guard brought a horse and shouted loudly.
Only then did Osmondleen realize from his confusion, he turned over and ran eastward with his guards.However, not long after they left the camp, they saw another identical unit.
The same standard leather armor holds strange short sticks in his hands, arranged in neat rows, and even his expression looks the same.
Immediately afterwards, the Duke heard the sound of rhythmic music from the opposite side, and His Highness's troops walked towards him in neat steps.
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