Chapter 694
"Byers, line up-go forward!"
On the grassland shrouded by night, a neatly lined up infantry lined up into a close large array , Slowly move forward with heavy steps, neatly and uniformly.
Different from the Zackland "shield wall", the Bayern infantry line is relatively loose; the "square infantry" wielding heavy long spear and kite shields are the most basic unit and the first one. Line of defense;
And in the gaps between the "small squares" of every sixty people, the back row is equipped with two-handed swords, fully armed Knights; and wielding flail battleaxes. The heavily armed infantry, and the crossbowmen carrying heavy crossbows;
Under the moonless starry sky, the neatly paced square infantry and the messy hooves, the soot-ridden centaur army formed an incomparable sharp contrast.
Amidst the commands of the officers, the huge phalanx moved slowly, approaching the murderous-looking centaur warriors step by step, showing off one's military strength, shortening the distance between the two sides.
Thick smoke billowed, and the centaur army with bloodthirsty howls began to gather, and gradually surrounded the entire phalanx.
Although they have been closed on three sides, the phalanx infantry is still in an orderly formation, stopping and turning; the dense jungle-like long spears are horizontally pointing towards the murderous-looking centaur warriors. .
In the next second, there was a thunderous sound of iron riders in the thick smoke; the centaur warriors engulfed in the dust, brandishing their spears and short spears, roared from all directions moved towards the square array.
"Kill the two-legged people————!!!"
The heart-piercing roar sounded, and the earth trembled violently.
In a flash, the flanks of Byrne’s large phalanx once again sounded like a drum of horseshoes.
Until the centaur who rushed to the forefront noticed, these ghost-like cavalry rushed to the front at a speed not inferior to them, brandishing sabers and long swords to kill. All oncoming enemies.
Faced with the sudden appearance of the enemy, the temporarily flustered Centaur had almost no power to change hands; the entire flank fell instantly, and the scattered array was beheaded by the Rangers and the Knight-errant Knights. moved towards long spear squeezed in the direction of the square matrix.
"In the name of Byrne, in the name of Torino..." Bocival count, who was in the front row, waved the saber in his hand, and moved towards the Knights behind him with laughter:
"Kill!"
The rangers who followed closely from behind responded to him with a uniform sound of drawing swords and raising swords; laughing and spreading the array, like a hunter hunting To their respective enemies.
"Clang——!"
Bosval, with its horses hoofed and grinning, veteranly avoided the short spear that was stabbed on the face, and the reverse-handled saber from the Centaur Pass under the armpits.
With the bright saber as snow, and the bright red blood plasma like wine, the wailing centaur was completely opened by him.
Bosval, who was laughing endlessly, rushed to the forefront like a spearhead, and the rangers behind him were even thrown away by two or three horses.
The oncoming centaur immediately spotted him. Several centaur warriors yelled and raised their short spears, moving towards him like Byrne Knight and launched a counter-charge.
Raising the saber, Bocival licked his chapped mouth excitedly, tilted his neck and rushed directly to the oncoming gun tip.
"Clang 啷——!"
Sparks flashed, and the blade crossed the tip of the gun; two lances were chopped off together with their owner's arm!
A bright red arc ran across the air, and Bocival, whose cheeks were soaked in plasma, raised his saber and looked towards the "flying" head with a wild smile.
In the next second, he suddenly stood up and raised his right arm, forcibly leaning at him with his elbow, the unsuspecting centaur knocked down and overturned to the ground!
"Are you surprised or surprised, beast? Hehe hahahahahaha!!!"
Bosival, who was laughing wildly, didn't care about his painful right arm, which was about to break. Raising the sharp saber with his left hand, he waved it in the air forcefully:
"Kill the Four-Hooded Man——!"
"Kill the Four-Hooded Man——————— —!!!!"
The Rangers with the same full of energy, brandishing the long sword, swiftly passed through his side, and "drove" the centaur who wanted to leave the battlefield back. , 3 or 5 people pounced on their faces, hunting down the unlucky ones like hunting.
Or alone rushed into the center of the revived centaur warrior, wielding a saber forcibly to break their array, and then the long spear pierced through the body, still not forgetting to use the saber. Poke into the throat of the enemy in front of him.
If the Knights of Byrne are the representatives of the array charge, then these rangers and the knight-errant Knights from all over Byrne are the most unruly, and they are good at fighting solo in the melee. Guy.
Whenever the enemy trembling with fear gathers into a tight formation and uses various means to protect themselves from being washed down; they will remind each other in their own way-Knight of Byrne, It's not just the group of "good obedient children."
And their group of brat!
In the two or three minutes since the fight, the centaur’s left-wing array has been completely disrupted, and the helpless centaur warriors gradually lost their maneuvering space and could only move towards the long spear square. A fierce attack was launched from the front.
The phalanx infantry with firm expressions stuck the end of the long spear in the grass under their feet amid the deafening sound of horseshoes; the Knights in the second row of foot battles all raised their swords and prepared to fight the enemy. .
"Bang————!!!"
The centaur warriors who were forced to charge helplessly hit the long spear amid the collision of flesh and blood and sharp blades. Up ahead of the phalanx.
Splash of flesh and blood!
A heavy long spear with forearm thickness broke instantly in front of the burly centaur's figure; the ruthless cavalry trampled the screaming down phalanx infantry into mud, blood and blood; Before the soldier at the top of the platoon looked up, his head was split open by the tomahawk that was swung down.
But that's it.
Amidst the screams, the heavy footsteps of the long spear phalanx are advancing like a flesh mill; the seemingly "short" length of the heavy long spear has become a centaur Life can't win the distance.
One shot after shot, a heavy long spear ruthless skewered the centaur that could not be dodged into a skewer, and then was decapitated by Knight with a sword in the back row, or headed by a flail. The whole shattered.
The sound is like beating a drum, and steady like a rock...The silent phalanx infantry just stepped on heavy footsteps and pushed forward without a word.
Behind you are the rangers who wantonly strangling, and in front of them are the phalanx infantry who are advancing step by step...The centaur, which is known for its mobility and agility, was bitten by little by little and fell into this area. In the "flesh mill".
Either the blood in the heart was aroused, or because of the death of the rooster; the red-eyed centaur warriors are gradually losing their minds and fighting in the melee with the same crazy attitude.
Just at this time...
"What's the matter, what are these beasts doing?!"
Let go of the short spear in his hand, annoyed Bocival watched the centaur scatter in chaos in front of him, and even dropped his robe to retreat to the back, regardless of the rangers hunting behind him.
Some centaur even threw their weapons, turned their heads and dropped the enemy in front of them, and ran away with their hooves towards the direction behind them.
"They are going to run?!"
"I guess not." Salalard count, covered in blood, ran from the back row, supporting his body with a big sword and gulping. Panting, his face looked very ugly:
"If a centaur is going to escape, it won’t be so regularly moved towards the same direction—it’s not so much an escape, it’s like a sudden catch. Command, I can’t take care of us for a while."
"I can’t take care of us for a while..."
Bocival startled, and it took three seconds to suddenly react. , Suddenly staring scarlet eyes looked towards up ahead: "They are going to encircle the Duke?!"
"Otherwise?"
Salard swept coldly He glanced at him, and his face became even more ugly: "You think we are eating at night, do you want to go out and move your muscles and bones to eliminate food?!"
"There are only four and five flags around the Duke, and a hundred Knight —— If you let this group of beasts encircle, we will be the one who is finished!"
"I'll leave it to you-let the brethren throw away all the weight, and I will give you all the Knights. Be sure to bite these four-legged beasts!"
Ignoring the quarrel with Salard, Bocival drew his saber and rushed to the front, shouting hoarsely:
"The young men of Qiaowangfeng, follow me to rescue our Duke——!!!"