"Bang bang ......"

"First row!

"Bang bang ......"

"Second Row ......"

The commander of the first battalion is still commanding, and the cavalry on the opposite side is falling one after another, but the will to fight is extremely strong, and nearly a thousand people have fallen scattered on the battlefield!

The battle loss rate of up to 50% has not completely collapsed the enemy?

Not only the battalion commander was surprised, but even the regiment commander Vanna was shocked, he was very curious about how that Haraus trained his soldiers, and how could he train so strongly? This fighting will was comparable to that of the soldiers of Remlos Castle!

However, the more tenacious the enemy is, the more he cannot show mercy to his subordinates, right? The artillery is still bombarding wantonly, each shell can take away more than a dozen lives, and even a single shell can bring down nearly a hundred people at the beginning of the shelling!

This is not an exaggeration, because at the beginning the enemy rushed in a wall-like charging formation, the arrangement was very dense, and even the horses ran close to the horses, until they were blown up, they reacted and scattered.

However, only another minute passed, and the number of enemies was rapidly reduced, and only 800 people remained, but they also rushed to a distance of about 70 meters under pressure.

"Dig out a grenade!

The battalion commander shouted, took out a grenade from his bosom and pulled the ring, estimated the distance and threw it.

The first battalion's mission was to attack, so their grenades were not powerful defensive grenades, but newly-produced, powerful offensive grenades that were easy to carry.

But these more than 500 grenades were thrown out, and it was enough for the cavalry to drink a pot.

"Boom ......"

There was another series of explosions, and the charge of the grenade could not be compared with that of a cannonball, and only a few hundred grenades could have the power of a cannonball, but at this distance, the grenade had a great advantage.

Because after all, it is close, and the density of the grenade is large, and there will be fragmentation damage when it explodes, which is a very good thing for the enemy.

"Bayonet ready!"

The commander of the first battalion held the hilt of the command knife with both hands and commanded loudly.

On the battlefield, the smoke was filled, and the smoke and dust raised by the grenades made it difficult to see the situation ahead, and the soldiers clenched the guns in their hands, looking nervous, staring at Zheng of the smoke and dust

Suddenly, a cavalry of about 100 people rushed out of the smoke, the armor on their bodies was scorched black in some places, their eyes under their helmets were blood-red, their eyes were full of ferocity, and they looked around, but there was some sadness.

However, at a distance of two or three thousand meters, a few minutes away, they actually buried more than 90 percent of their troops, including the main general, before they could rush in front of the enemy.

The adjutant of Alfonso's cavalry team was already desperate, retreating is certain death, and there is still a chance of life in the attack, so why not try?

Therefore, after being smashed by a grenade, the adjutant strengthened his belief and bravely launched a decisive charge against the enemy's military formation!

"Kill me!"

He shouted, picked up his riding gun, and fought for survival!

Fifty meters, forty meters, thirty meters, twenty meters......

The last ten meters!

"Kill!"

The warriors of Fort Remlos suddenly spread out in formation to avoid the charge.

After all, they weren't wearing heavy armor, and they couldn't beat these iron men at close range.

However, as long as they can slow down their speed, they can still achieve the ultimate victory.

But there were still two unlucky people who were hung up by the cavalry guns of the rebel knights, and the whole person was skewered into strings.

But even so, the strung soldiers are still alive and fighting.

Unfortunately, his bayonet was too short to inflict substantial damage on an enemy knight like a tin man.

The knights passed through the infantry line and entered the South Gate Pass.

At this moment, the distance between them was no more than twenty meters, and they looked at each other face to face.

"Dismount!"

The adjutant shouted, and it seemed to him that this was his last battle.

"Kill them!"

Just as the adjutant ordered the knights to dismount and prepare for the final duel, the commander of a battalion suddenly ordered an attack, intending to take the knights by surprise before they could stand firm and draw their swords.

"Shame on you!"

The adjutant scolded in a panic, it was the first time he had seen such a rogue team, it was simply shameless! He didn't even abide by the most traditional aristocratic etiquette!

But scolding is scolding, and the fight still has to be fought.

The adjutant hurriedly drew his sword, but by this time three or four soldiers had already rushed to his side.

"Kill!"

A soldier shouted a lunge forward, aiming at the gap in the adjutant's armor, and the adjutant scrambled to dodge the blow.

He drew his sword and was about to return the fire, when another soldier next to him also attacked, pointing directly at him in the armpit.

The adjutant is also a ruthless man, and he is fighting with a fighting spirit, intending to resist this blow.

The first soldier raised his gun to resist, and the flintlock was cut in half, along with the soldier's arm.

"Ahh

The soldier screamed and fell to Lin, his eyes fixed on the rebel adjutant.

"!"

The lieutenant was not light, the crack in the armor under his arm was directly pierced by the bayonet, the blood ran down his arm, and the entire left hand could not move at all.

"Uh-uh!"

He only noticed his wound and the soldier who wounded him, but he forgot to keep an eye on his back.

A soldier who was more than 1.9 meters tall, with a sturdy body and strong force, held a qi rope in his hand and strangled down the adjutant's neck, directly cutting off the adjutant's supply of fighting energy, and even directly strangled him unconscious.

The sturdy soldier removed the air rope and tied the lieutenant whole.

On the other hand, on the battlefield, such a situation has been played out all the time, and the plot may be slightly different, but the result is basically the same.

"Brother, how are you, can you still walk?" he asked the wounded soldier as he picked up his severed arm.

"Don't worry, it's not a big problem, just find a druid to treat it, don't worry!" The soldier took his arm, his face was a little pale, but he still stood up and walked towards the medical station under the protection of the sturdy soldier.

And the sturdy soldier saw that the adjutant was dressed differently, and after sending off the wounded, he rushed directly to the command office with the unconscious adjutant.

The knights launched a duel, but the other party's behavior did not look like a nobleman should do it at all, not only did Gao surprise the attack, but even fought more and less, which made these knights wonder who was the rebel.

This war is not a fair war, although the rebels have been fighting unfair wars since the rebellion, but in previous battles they have always been the superior side, but this time it is different, they are the inferior side, even if their army is more than ten times larger than the other side, they are still the inferior side.

Not all of the cavalry are extraordinary knights, most of them are ordinary people who have been trained, and although the will to fight can be seen, it is the real transcendents who can hold out on this battlefield until the white-knuckle battle.

Even so, they lost.