Non Nuo pursed his lips with some disdain, but finally led his soldiers to fight according to Ward's request.

"Cut, you're the head, you're the go. Nong Nuo pursed his lips and muttered a little annoyed.

The knights standing on the side seemed a little eager to try, and an older knight observed Non Nuo's somewhat displeased look, and commented solemnly: "There is nothing particularly wrong with the tactics of the Sward knights, this is indeed the most efficient means. ”

The soldiers from the south, shouting in their own dialects, ordered the ragtag forces who were doing useless casualties to retreat, and then met them with their shields raised.

The Northland warriors standing in the fence had just won a while, and then they couldn't help but show a little smug look when they saw these "bulky" looking turtle shells.

"Aha, brothers, the masters of those lackeys are here, still a band of knights. If you fight them on the plains, I will command you to run as far as you can. But now, I tell you, the Abbasquia Rao horses can't even cross a shallow fence, and they can only pretend, as long as we keep watch over our presence, so that they will not return!"

"My brothers, if you win this battle, you will be the true heroes of the North Sea Kingdom, and when the time comes, my father, His Majesty Orlov, will personally invite you to drink, and all the chiefs of the whole country will rush to marry their daughters to you. ”

The words of the Commander of the Northland greatly boosted the morale of his warriors, whether it was the king's feast or the chief's daughter, which greatly satisfied the vanity of these warriors, and under the promise of heavy profits, they once again regained their high morale, and the fatigue of the previous fierce battle with the militia was swept away.

The samurai raised their iron weapons and threw them down the fence, and although the iron weapons were expensive, the horrors they brought were indeed worth the price.

The large shields made to defend against the arrows of the Amaks could not stop the heavy axes and heavy javelins. With the advantage of the original slope, they fully converted the heavy energy into kinetic energy, and smashed the shields of the soldiers of the Southern Legion one after another, and the peasants who lost the shield cover often suffered more intensive iron strikes in a few breaths.

One by one, the soldiers fell on the way forward, but the remaining soldiers did not seem to see the casualties around them, and just blindly walked forward with their shields on their backs.

Nonnuo's brow was almost furrowed. These northern arms were indeed stronger than he had imagined, and although the weapons they threw did not completely block the Legion's advance, they greatly slowed down the soldiers' speed, and the time sacrificed increased the risk of the soldiers being hit.

The warriors became more and more proud, and they stood behind the wall and shouted:

"Come, you Abbasquian pigs, let my spear kiss your ass!"

"Go back to your south, the Northland will always belong to the northerners, long live Your Majesty Orlov!"

Even the commander of the North Sea Kingdom felt the breath of victory, and he knew that the climate in the North would greatly damage any enemy who tried to attack in winter, and as long as the Emperor of the South did not dare to make up his mind to burn down the entire city, then as long as the battle was so deadlocked, they would most likely have a chance to win.

Based on past defensive experience, the first round of attack is often the enemy's most courageous assault, and they should have a good chance of winning by disposing of these shield-wielding soldiers who look like giant turtles.

In the camp of the Southern army at the foot of the mountain, there was a strong man with a rather prominent body and armor, and the commander judged that it was a person who matched his identity.

"If you can kill and injure it in one fell swoop, it should be able to severely dampen the spirit of the Southern Army. ”

However, just as he was about to raise his spear and prepare to kill the enemy, the sound of scattered horses' hooves sounded again.

If you had to use any adjective to simulate what the North Sea Commander could think of when he heard the sound of horses' hooves, it would probably be a kind of eerie music.

Although he didn't feel where the danger was coming from, he did have a solid sense of something unpleasant.

Just as he was stunned, the strong man from the south also realized that the spear in the commander's hand was aimed at him.

At the first moment of discovering the danger, the strong man did not think of dodging his attack, but raised his great broadsword and spat at him fiercely.

As King Orlov, the commander of the Northern Army was insulted, and he immediately threw the spear in his hand at the target.

However, General Nonnuo had already prepared at this time, he aimed at the spear, and the space at this time was still bright, and it took almost no effort to resist the attack with the sword in his hand.

The knights were not idle, and with the help of each other, the knights had removed their heavy armor and put on some light armor to retain their vital protection.

Even with the loss of weight advantage, the knights of Great Pruss can still cope with all reciprocal wars.

By the time the knights had rushed to the bottom of the fence, the commander of the Northland had just thrown out his spear, and he had lost the last chance to reorganize his formation for the sake of a momentary battle of will.

In order to better hit their own targets with spears, the already somewhat loose defensive formation has long been reduced to a plate of scattered sand, which can only be maintained in the face of a surprise attack by infantry, but if they are called to face the impact of the most terrifying progression legion on the entire continent of Dillistine (the name of the creator goddess of the Solomon Federation......

The Southern soldiers crouched down almost at the same time, holding their large tortoiseshell-like shields with their hands and splicing them together to form a nearly complete bevel.

They built a wall almost literally on the ground.

Under Sword's almost ostentatious command, Haru witnessed the most spectacular scene he had ever seen in his life.

The knights harnessed their beloved horses, and after a short run-up, the knights clamped their bellies.

The horses jumped slightly down the hillside, and the knights marched diagonally, and at last easily crossed the low fence and charged fiercely towards the formation of the Northerners.

"Long live the Empire!"

"Long live the Rainbow Knights!"

The Northland warriors, who had been standing in a loose formation throwing their weapons, were unable to dodge, and Orlov's carefully assembled personal guard was meditated almost instantly.

The horse's hooves trample the body, and the sword and spear harvest the soul.

Even if the knights only have the blessing of a charge, their condescending position still gives them a certain advantage in hand-to-hand combat.

What's more, after sending off the first wave of knights, the southern peasant soldiers who had already been deployed to the two wings had already begun to act.

As soon as they threw away the pitted shields that had been trodden on, they raised their scythes at their waists, and thus proceeded lightly. Roaring angrily, he ran towards the enemy army who were still in fear.

Although there were still sporadic northern troops trying to protect the fence, the large number of troops had been pinned down by the cavalry scurrying around the palace, staring nervously at the blood-stained cavalry spears and knightly swords, but forgetting their original combat mission.

The already thin fence wall was quickly torn to pieces by the soldiers with scythes, and the Northern defensive line, which had lost its cover, was even more difficult to withstand the offensive of the Southern Army.

The defenders, who were still occupying the geographical advantage, were caught off guard by the tactics of the empire's "center flowering" and outflanking the two wings, and they didn't even have a chance to evacuate the king's palace, so they all died on the battlefield.

At this point, the "Ollov Personal Guard" formed by the king of the North Sea, Orlov, was completely crushed under the offensive of the Scales after only fighting a real war.

Of the four hundred rao guards, only a dozen escaped with more than a hundred casualties, and the rest of the troops, faced with the front and rear flanking and almost ubiquitous imperial soldiers, deserved to drop their weapons one after another, and knelt on the ground to ask for mercy from His Majesty the Emperor.

Fortunately, the Empire's expeditionary force is now short of manpower, and at Ward's signal, these soldiers will be concentrated and guarded for a period of time, and after ensuring their loyalty, they can be used for the next Northern Expedition

This scene in front of them somewhat subverted the understanding of cavalry by the inhabitants of the Northland, who had never imagined that cavalry would not only be effective on the plains, but could even directly participate in the siege of Zheng

It's not that the defensive troops are too poor, but that the Imperial knights on the attacking side really have combat experience that is an era ahead of the northerners.

This combination of "Great Shield Peasant + Knight" also first appeared on the battlefields in the south that can be traced back to the Red Lion Emperor's expeditionary period, and the valleys of the Cyprus region brought a richer variety of crops to the local area, but also brought to deepen the difficulty of conquering the cluster area.

In the occupied area, a large number of Armac manor lords were able to hold their estates with only a few loyal warriors and slaves, laying the nail for the southward army to conquer the areas that had already been conquered. Whenever the two armies were in a decisive battle, the lords of these estates would take the opportunity to raid the grain routes of the Great Prussian army, or siege weapons, or even destroy the newly built villages.

For a long time, Felipe's knightly army had surpassed the Armis of Cyprus in frontal battle, but it was also slow to break the situation because of these nails.

After several losses, Felipe's army was determined to sweep away the nails, and the peasants of Cypraus, eager for freedom, made all sorts of instruments for the conquest army, who were originally just men called by mules and horses, paralyzed in their minds, and rough in their work, as foolish creatures as the asses of the Amakrians' female donkeys."

But after experiencing liberation, they are indeed intelligent. Among those slaves, a large number of soldiers, lords, monks, and even officials of the empire were produced, many of whom came from the southern estates, and the most amazing part of these slaves was the craftsmen of the south.

In a brilliant idea, they discovered the rudiments of the ramp tactic.

During an attack on the mountain manor, the Armagotor led his seven sons to seal the gate of the manor with large stones, which turned the siege pestle prepared by the coalition forces into a not-so-funny joke.

The gates were blocked, the stone walls could not be climbed, and the offensive launched by a dozen kingdom soldiers and dozens of peasants seemed to be about to be replaced by useless work.

Perhaps as fate would have it, a farmer boldly erected a thick piece of wood on the "wall" of the manor, intending to use it as a siege ladder, but the ladder made of wooden stakes was too rough for the soldiers to move, and it was easy for them to be caught by the Amaks.

After an entire afternoon of tossing and turning, both men and horses were deeply tired, and there was only one young rider, who, although he had not practiced riding for long, was willing to make a bold attempt.

The moonlight shone brightly through the valleys, and the knight rushed up from the logs, flew into the manor with a bang, and slew the cunning lord of the manor and five of his sons.

The remaining two men were captured by him, and they spent the night removing the stones blocking the door, opened the gates of the manor before the second sun shone the whole world completely, and fell to their knees to meet the peasants' oxen

The soldiers praised the knight's bravery, but the craftsmen in the army at the time were concerned about the pillar that carried the knight into the city.

Later, in order to facilitate the cavalry, the pillar evolved into a plank, which in turn evolved into a fast shield in another accident.

On the surface, these warriors of the Northland lost to the knights in front of them, but in fact, they lost to the military spirit of the empire.

The methods of knightly training of the Great Prus have been compiled into a book, and a large number of valuable experiences have been included in memoirs such as "The Records of the Red Lion Emperor" and "Chronicles of the Southern Expedition", which makes the members of the Knights of the Order have a ready-made basis for training.

And the peasant soldiers of the South. The armament in their hands was inherited from their fathers, not to mention the experience.

The Beihai commander, who still wanted to compete with Nongnuo, lowered his head in shame.

From now on, he is not the son of the king of the North Sea, but the son of the rebel Orlov of the North Sea. From now on, he was no longer the commander of the Orlov Guard, but an ordinary prisoner of war.

But, in the end, he is different from his father. As the eldest son of the family, his father Orloff was only a powerful chieftain of a medium-sized tribe, and he was not qualified to participate in the choice of the core affairs of the Northland, and only became famous after he chose to support the famous king of the North Sea in the political game, "King Tian Sen".

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