Chapter 270, the fight

When the chaos was about to end, the people on the periphery suddenly screamed, and then scattered like ants in the nest, unable to chase after them.

Those who were originally still crossing the pontoon bridge in an orderly manner, heard the screams behind them, and squeezed forward directly without thinking about it, and then crackled the people with big votes were squeezed off the pontoon bridge, and the pontoon bridge sank directly into the river because too many people rushed up at the same time, and the people with big votes were washed away, and the pontoon floated up, and the big votes rushed up, and the pontoon was pressed down and was washed away.

After a few times, the people could only stand on the shore and huddle together, crying, hoping to gain a sense of security.

Looking at the simple few minutes, he didn't even understand what the situation was, most of the people of Aideli were gone, including a lot of materials and tools that fell into the water because of this, Chen Haoran naturally shook his head helplessly with a black line on his forehead, he thought that these serfs were easy to manage before, but he didn't expect that just a little wind and grass could make them collapse directly, and they were simply a rabble!

Seeing that his five hundred young men were not suppressed by the sailors of the commander of the army, I am afraid that they would all collapse like those noisy lords, Chen Haoran felt that it was a very time-consuming and energy-consuming thing to form a disciplined army in this world.

Of course, at this time, instead of letting his own five hundred young people go to save those Aideli leaders who fell into the water, they should break away from them, so as not to be dragged down by these guys who see the wind and rain.

If you are surrounded by them, you will be better to die!

So to drive away the sticky Edleys, five hundred young men huddled together under the reprimand of the sailors, and walked forward in a haphazard manner, as if they had not been trained, and had to stop for a few seconds every few steps, and wait for everyone to gather together before they took a few more steps.

No, the sailors don't know anything about the military formation, they are used to gang jumping and hand-to-hand combat, they also know how to watch the wind and rain, and they can have a very good sense of balance, but they don't understand anything else.

They will gather the crowd to move forward in this move, or the helpless Chen Haoran ordered them to do so, otherwise he dared to guarantee that as long as an order was given, it would definitely spread everywhere, and it would not even be possible to do the layout of Wu Shi as a unit, but a model of two groups and three groups.

In that case, it's better to gather together and move forward, see what the other person looks like, and then talk about the rest.

What if the enemy charges with cavalry? A dense group of people will definitely be scattered!

Chen Haoran didn't care about this at all, were his two magic guns full of 100 fireballs fake? Even if a thousand horsemen charged intensively, and a dense 100 fireballs blasted over, they could make these thousand horses scatter!

Now is not the time to train your own men, you must first ensure that your side wins, gain a foothold in the interior of this Koya Island, and keep your territory and the stability of your allies, so don't think about training your men through war until you achieve this goal, and you can exert as much strength as you can.

Otherwise, do you really think that these serfs have no thoughts? If you really let these five hundred young men suffer heavy casualties, you see if the remaining thousands of Anaid's lords will make trouble!

Chen Haoran, who was thinking of this, shook his head helplessly, he seemed to be working hard!

I accepted the system's perhaps false memory, and knew that I would live a very salty life in the future, so I wanted to climb to a high position and live the life of a human being, and the result was good, whether it was in my own world or in this world, it seemed that I was working hard by myself, and I just had a second ha to help, and I didn't use the magical existence of my subordinates at all.

Private soldiers? Private soldiers are easy to use, but isn't his meow system occupied by Heilan? Make his own points, mall, private soldiers, all gone! I really don't know if I lost or earned this time when I came to this world!

I can only hope that Heilan will keep his word, and when he helps him get rid of the gods of this world, he will send him back to the time period when he left his own world as promised.

God, Chen Haoran couldn't help but laugh, he was just a little more powerful than a cockroach now, and he was actually thinking about how to help Heilan solve the gods of this world, really, when did he have such a big ambition?

Hey, it's all Hailan's harm, it's not that the consciousness of this world directly asks for help, where would he have such a big heart, thinking that he can solve God! I don't even know what God is and what kind of power God has!

Shaking his head and throwing away these nonsense thoughts, Chen Haoran saw the reason that caused the people to scatter and flee, it was very simple, a team of more than a dozen cavalry and more than a hundred farmers with wooden sticks and forks.

Seeing this situation, Chen Haoran couldn't help but feel a move in his heart, and turned his head to look at his own five hundred young people, sure enough, these originally nervous young people, after seeing that the enemy was actually almost equipped with his own, and the number of people was still less than his side, one by one they became energetic, if there was a morale meter, they could directly see that the morale was increasing gradually.

As for the dozen knights, it was not in their eyes at all, because according to their deep-rooted thinking, the knights should be dealt with by the knights, so the dozen or so cavalry were not their enemies, but should be the enemies of the lord and his lord's descendants, and their enemies were only the hundred peasants who were from the same background as themselves!

The serf soldiers on both sides don't need brains, nor do they need to know such advanced knowledge as counting, they only need to look at how wide the other party occupies and how wide their own side occupies, and they can instantly distinguish who has more and who has less.

Well, for these serfs, if there were 500 people on one side and 400 people on the other, they might not be able to tell whose number was superior, but now there are 500 on one side and 100 on the other, and the difference is too obvious.

Therefore, the group of invading serf soldiers who bullied the people on the opposite side and thought that they were awesome and coaxing, when they saw that there were many more serf soldiers on the opposite side who were much more than their own, their faces changed greatly, and they hesitated and retreated.

Chen Haoran's side, which was originally gathering the advancing serf soldiers, saw that the other party actually only had a hundred serfs, and they actually began to retreat?

Then, I don't know who suddenly yelled and killed! Dozens of young men in the front row subconsciously rushed forward, and the scene was directly chaotic.

Because these dozens of young men who subconsciously rushed forward, they ran a few steps and found that there were only dozens of them, and they were a little timid for a while, but the serf soldiers who were already retreating on the opposite side saw that the other party was rushing over, so they directly screamed and turned around and ran.

Well, dozens of young people who subconsciously rushed out naturally continued to rush with courage, and even the hundreds of young people behind them also rushed forward with their blood.

The dozen or so cavalrymen naturally lined up directly without saying a word, and then rode their horses and galloped, ready to directly impact the crowd, Chen Haoran, who had been waiting for them for a long time, was too lazy to take out his magic gun, snatched the crossbow of the sailor next to him, and aimed and shot at the end.