"My lord! The opponent's 200 cavalry were arranged on their own flanks! There is only a phalanx of about 100 people on the front, which is simply child's play! One of Mayne's horsemen rode up to Ensel and reported loudly.

Hearing the news, the smile on Ensel's face was even better. The opponent's forces are already small enough to support the defensive line.

No matter how many intrigues and tricks there are, whether it is a siege around the rear or a flank attack, the front always has to maintain a certain number of troops and withstand the opponent's attack.

Now, Seris's infantry was pitifully small and simply could not maintain a frontal defense. He only needs one attack to break down the opponent's defense - in this case, there is no need to think about the defense behind the flank.

"Hahahaha!" Ensel pointed in the direction of Seris's army formation with his horsewhip, and said triumphantly to the generals beside him: "This kid of the Ranhill family has never fought, so he is simply vulnerable!" ”

"Let the cavalry attack! 200 cavalry crushed the past, and this war is our victory! The general suggested with a smile.

"No!" Ensel waved his hand strategically, and the expression on his face became even more arrogant: "He still has 200 cavalry on the flank, so I won't take risks!" ”

"Command! Infantry forward! I'm not like a hairy boy like him who is willing to use tricks! I hit it head-on! Impeccable! See what to do with him? Hahahaha! Ensel rejected the advice of his generals and ordered himself.

Behind him, the drums of war grew sharper, and Mayne's army began to move forward one phalanx after another.

The soldiers marched in order, their spears swaying slightly with the movement of their footsteps, and the sound of armor grinding against them was as dense as raindrops falling on the tiles.

"Mordrel, the lord of Ferry City, did not send reinforcements, and he refused our request." Just as Ensel gave the order to attack, a cavalryman arrived from behind him, bringing not very pleasant news.

But for Ensel at this moment, the news is no longer so important: "Forget it! He doesn't want to come, so when I settle Seris, I'll go and settle accounts with him! ”

Just as Ensel was thinking about how to teach Ferry City a lesson after defeating Seris, he heard thunder resounding through the sky. At this moment, he did not realize that this thunder came from hell and could devour life.

A grenade landed in the middle of Mayne's cavalry, and the explosion kicked off rubble and shrapnel, cutting through horses and human bodies, forming a bloody storm.

The horses neighed in the explosion, and all the Mayne cavalry looked in horror in the direction of the explosion, not knowing what was happening.

Next, a second explosion rang out among the same cavalrymen, and the smoke billowed into the sky. A hurricane of shrapnel blew through everyone in its vicinity, piercing everything that stood in its way.

"Ahh The knight, whose leg had been severed by the explosion, fell from his horse and let out a heart-rending scream.

It's a pity that his screams were muffled by a third explosion, and no one noticed at all.

Next, more explosions erupted throughout Mayne's battle array, and in an instant, Mayne's banner staggered, the soldiers scurried with their heads in their hands, and the neat array ceased to exist in an instant.

Before Nsel could react, a second round of grenades fell with a whistling sound, a loud sound that was more terrible than the devil's snoring once again echoed over Mayne's army.

"Boom!" A cannonball exploded not far behind Ensel, sending the drums of war and his guards flying. The flagpole of his family's battle flag shattered with the explosion, and the flag, full of bullet holes, slowly fell in the explosion.

The knife-like wave of air made the horse under Ensel's crotch let out a cry of pain, and Ensel struggled to regain the steadiness of the horse, and looked around again.

His phalanx of cavalry was already in disarray, and his horses and knights fled in all directions. His infantry phalanx was disorganized and suffered heavy losses.

The huge explosion created a terrible crater, and the crater was littered with stumps, broken arms, and corpses.

Farther away, the wounded soldier hugged his wound and screamed, and the unwounded soldier stared at the people around him with wide eyes and bewildered, screaming hard to try to regain his hearing.

Three infantry phalanxes, more than 1,000 soldiers, were easily crushed by the roar of modern artillery.

"Boom!" The third round of artillery fire fell on Mayne's formation, and Chris, who had no idea of saving ammunition, still ordered the artillery to load and fire.

The explosion finally woke up the dazed remnants of Mayne's soldiers, who dropped their weapons and began to flee, unable to gather them together despite the efforts of the officers around them.

"They have magicians!" A soldier knocked down the commander who was trying to stop him from retreating, screaming hysterically.

"Seris is protected by a magician! You're sending us to death! "Crossing the commander on the ground, the fleeing soldier did not look back to find a good reason for his escape.

It's a pity that the commander behind him didn't have a chance to listen to his defense, because the soldiers who fled behind him stepped directly on the chest of this unlucky commander.

"Boom!" In the midst of the fleeing crowd, explosions continued to sound one after another, and the picture of the thermal weapons of industrial civilization destroying the natives of cold weapons was staged in the other world, cruel and cold.

Chris looked at the black smoke rising from the plain in the distance, and counted the time to fight back with the reins of his warhorse. It was his first battle in this world, and the joy of victory stimulated his male hormones, making him feel his whole body tremble slightly.

"Stop shelling!" After three rounds of grenades, Chris stopped tapping his fingers on the hilt of his sword, and seeing that the other party had begun to rout, he ordered to stop squandering the shells.

"Swap on solid bullets and play two more rounds! Stop shooting after that and wait for my orders! Chris rode his horse to the cavalry phalanx on the flank, and commanded the herald who followed him.

"Boom!" Coming to the front of the knights' phalanx, he drew his sword and held it high into the clear blue sky, and his majestic voice floated into the distance: "Iran Hill is undefeated!" ”

"Iran Hill is undefeated!" Beside him, two hundred knights in black armor let out a cry that broke the silence. They raised their spears aloft, the tips of which reflected a blinding glow in the sunlight.

"Attack!" Chris pulled the horse's head, slashed forward with his sword, and leaped down the gentle slope ahead of him with his legs between the horse's belly.

"Kill!" Two hundred horsemen roared at the same time, followed their lord, and rode forward.

This victory came so easily, and the devastating explosion stimulated every soldier in Seris City. They are now convinced that the people they are following are undefeated, and they believe that Chris can bring them victory.

The horse's hooves beat against the earth, and the black armor rose and fell slightly with the jolting of the horse. Just as Mayne's soldiers were collapsing, Chris led two hundred cavalry into their disarray.

There was simply no one to organize a defensive line to block the advance of the Seris cavalry. The power of the cavalry in the pursuit of the rebels can definitely be described as incomparable.

"Hah!" Chris swept past a crowd of rebels and slashed down a panicked Mayne soldier with a single sword. For the first time, he experienced the feeling of chopping flesh with a long sword, and for the first time, he ended a person's life with his own hands.

The cavalrymen who followed him were each covered in blood, knocking down and crushing one Mayne soldier after another. It was a massacre, a one-sided massacre that was long predestined.

"Kneel and surrender to avoid death!" Cris, already in the midst of Mayne's rebellion, squeezed his reins and let his horse's front hooves soar into the air, shouting with his sword raised.

The Seris cavalry, which continued to charge forward, passed their lord and uttered the same cry that made his opponent feel pardoned: "Death to those who surrender on their knees!" ”

As if they had found a life-saving straw, Mayne's soldiers, scurrying like headless flies, immediately fell to their knees and watched in horror as the bloodied enemy cavalry passed in front of them.

"Click, click." Chris rode his horse, slowly passing the Mayne soldiers who were already kneeling on the ground, and finally let the horse's hooves step on the banner of Ensel.

This battle was won by him, and there was no suspense about the victory, and the victory was easy. He has technology that is more than a generation ahead of the world, and victory is a matter of course.

He lowered his head and looked at Unsel, Lord of Mayne, who was also kneeling on the ground and staring up at him, waiting for the other to speak first.

Sure enough, Ensel took two steps forward, barely squeezed out an embarrassed smile on his face, and pleaded: "I was wrong! For the sake of the fact that we are all vassals of the Arrantic Empire...... Leave me alone. ”

"I'm willing to pay the ransom! I'm willing to give 10,000 gold coins, as long as you spare me from dying! Seeing that Chris didn't speak, the frightened Ensel looked up at the black-armored knights around him in embarrassment, and the more he talked, the more hysterical he became.

"That's your last word?" Chris looked down at the enemy commander who was huddled on the ground in front of him, and asked coldly, "Go and say to those souls of Seris!" ”

"You can't kill me! I am a vassal of the Arrant Empire! If you kill me! The Arrant Empire will hang you! They won't let you go! Ensel watched in despair as Chris raised his sword, and finally shouted frantically.

"Poof!" With a flick of his arm, the sword in his hand flew into the enemy general's chest, and the tremendous force penetrated the armored body, pinning the opponent to the ground.

Looking at the black battle flags gathered around him, looking at the black-armored cavalry covered in blood, Chris looked at the corpses on the ground with the reins, and slowly spoke: "There is a lot of nonsense!" ”