Chapter 115: The Yellow Sparrow Behind Him
The battle in the clearing had become a little chaotic because of the gunshot, and although the Ottomans knew that the bullets were coming in the direction behind the boulder, the flickering of the fire was only a fleeting moment, and they did not have time to determine what was causing the loud noise.
A single shot overturned a Sultan guard, and no one dared to act rashly.
However, the insane guards seemed to have been given a death order and did not stop attacking at the sight of gunfire. The numerical advantage remained, and even if the Sultan guards were attrition under the almost frantic offensive of the secular knights, the disadvantage of the battle would not change in the short term.
The sound of this gunfire also bought some time and space for the secular knights, and taking advantage of the brief distraction of the Sultan's guards, Morey and the others immediately broke away from their siege and moved closer to the boulder, surrounding Sophia and John in the middle.
"Lean in, even if it's a musket, it takes time to reload!" Now that the delaying tactics had failed, the commander of the Sultan's guards gathered everyone together and set up a posture opposite the secular knights.
Even if there is a certain disadvantage in the equipment, it can be compensated for by the number of people, not to mention that most of the Sudanese guards carry blunt weapons, and the defensive effect of plate armor in front of these things is not so good.
"Your Majesty, is Her Royal Highness the Princess okay?"
With his back against the boulder, Morey and the other secular knights lined up a long serpent formation, trying to protect Sophia and John. Fight to the end, ask yourself, Morey is not sure of winning. But it is the duty of the secular knight to fight to the last moment of his life.
After a brief stalemate, the Ottomans simply launched a charge. They had no reason to retreat, Morey and the others were almost cornered, and wearing plate armor, it was impossible for the secular knights to jump into the water to escape. And Sophia and John, two children, would never be able to run far in such a dense forest.
Victory is within reach.
Moreover, the sound of muskets no longer rang out, indicating that the ammunition in the hands of this group must have been limited, or even disposable, which strengthened the determination of the Ottomans to attack.
"For the Sultan!"
The commander drew his sword from his waist and pointed it at John and Sophia behind the wall.
Fame and fortune seem to be right in front of you.
The fighting has resumed, and the Sudanese guards have changed their strategy, as long as they continue to suppress the attack and close the encirclement, there will be a moment when this human wall will collapse, and the two children, of course, will be slaughtered and slaughtered.
"Press it on me!"
The frenzy in the eyes of the Sultan's guards was almost irrepressible, and for them it was also an opportunity to discipline the pagan leader, and according to the hatred between Muhammad and John Palaiologo, it was only a matter of time before he was crowned a prince.
"Brother...... I really didn't expect Muhammad to take revenge in this way. ”
The little girl was not as nervous as before, but leaned peacefully beside John, and tried her best to forget the pain in her right hand. Some of the secular knights have fallen, and no one knows how long they will last.
"I was careless, I just drove out a group of warlords who were not even soldiers, and I didn't care about the Ottomans' backs......" John's hand holding the cross was so hard that blood dripped down his knuckles to the ground.
Suddenly, Sophia seemed to hear something, and her whole person was a little more energetic.
"It's a big deal, just do it all over again, it's okay." The little girl smiled indifferently, and then closed her eyes in John's arms.
"Do it all over again? When I am escorted to Edirne, perhaps it will be the day when Muhammad will behead me in public, boost my morale, and put down the rebellion in one fell swoop. ”
"No...... I mean, this time, we're not going to be in trouble. Sophia turned her head and glanced at the pond that suddenly became turbulent, "It seems to be the sound of horses' hooves......
"What do you mean...... Where did the javelins come from?! ”
The Sudanese guards obviously didn't expect that fifty or sixty rounds of incomparably accurate short javelins suddenly shot out of the dense forest, but this round of javelin volleys instantly made a large number of Sudanese guards lose their combat ability.
They were followed by a group of distinctively dressed light cavalry, carrying Wallachian scimitars, as they emerged from the dense forest.
Even in the forest, the light cavalry was more mobile than the infantry, and it was Vasikaevgeny, the deputy commander of the Phoenix Legion, who had always been known for his cruelty, to lead them.
The Castilian phalanx infantry, after completing the javelin salvo, drew a modified heavy crossbow. This heavy crossbow came from the folk craftsmen of Thessaloniki, and although it is a single combat weapon, it resembles a sleeve and gains powerful kinetic energy at the expense of reload time. At one point, this equipment was vetoed by Manuel Valleo because it was too cost-effective and too expensive to manufacture, and it was only a few months ago that it was re-equipped with some soldiers at the suggestion of Latius. The Castilian phalanx is one of the lucky ones.
It only takes one salvo for the Sultan's guard's burqa chain mail to be shot out of a bloody hole.
"Vasika? Wasn't he stationed at Fort Gombrigne with the Phoenix Legion? How did it suddenly appear here? Although John was overjoyed by the sudden arrival of reinforcements, he could not figure out why Vasika had led the team alone near the village of Yaweir and Bies.
"Who knows? I'll ask him later. ”
Heavy crossbows and short javelins, two volleys have already deprived the Sultan guards of a full half of their combat effectiveness, and the remaining half is more than enough for the secular knights to solve. But Vasika certainly won't stop there.
His scimitar, which could always find the gap in his neck in the heavy armor and then cut off the heads of his enemies with precision, had already killed countless heavily armed Ottoman soldiers, and tonight, more pagan blood would be smeared on his meritorious pillar.
"Morey?!"
Vasika rushed all the way to the end, only to suddenly find that the secular knight who was surrounded by the Ottomans was actually a secular knight who was only responsible for protecting the safety of John and Sophia, and immediately took off his helmet, turned over and dismounted: "Morey! Where is Your Majesty? How did you end up here? ”
"General Vasika, let's discuss this issue later, and quickly lead a horse to Sophia."
John helped Sophia out from behind the wall.
Perhaps it was the sudden relaxation of tense nerves, severe pain and blood loss that made Her Royal Highness suddenly unconscious.
Muhammad ...... Let's take our time! ”
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