Eyes move back to the battlefield of the jungle gap.

Most of the 150 or so Swabian soldiers in the fiery pit in front of the gap had turned into charred corpses, and the few who crawled out of the pit with their corpses were burned beyond recognition, and then the wounded soldiers who crawled back were nailed to the road by a rain of arrows from the crossbowmen behind the breach.

The Swabian army on the hillside also tried to send people to the rescue, and they pushed the crossbow team to a distance of a hundred paces in front of the gap, and threw arrows into the gap, which should have been extremely damaging in the face of the dense enemy formation.

However, the Burgundian in the gap has long taken into account the rain of arrows on the hillside, and every soldier in the rain of arrows in the gap has something in his hand to resist the rain of arrows, and there is a shield in the armed, and the poorly armed ones have also prepared a wall panel and door panel removed from the houses in the market town, and even directly carry a copper pot, these strange "shields" may not be able to resist the Swabian sword and axe hammer, but it is still no problem to temporarily use it as a rain of arrows thrown by the man, and when the Schwabian finishes shooting a round, he directly puts down the plank, You can also take the arrows from the wooden board and give them to the crossbow team as a weapon and shoot them back.

When the Schwabians found that a rain of arrows could only deliver consumables to the enemy in the gap, they had no choice but to abandon this senseless act.

Randy didn't plan to force an attack on the front of the gap, he asked the adjutant to personally lead a 300 Rao army from the edge of the dense forest on the right flank of the gap into the enemy formation, intending to break through the enemy formation from the flank, and then he sent a leading baron to lead more than 200 light infantry from the left flank into the dense forest, hoping to kill a way out of those dense forest traps.

Randy thinks that Jeffrey's soldiers are soft eggs, and he doesn't believe that the enemy can trap all such a wide forest, and his instincts tell him that the seemingly strange dense forest on both wings may be the enemy's weakness.

Sometimes intuition is really hurtful.

Randy had inquired about his opponent before the war, and he knew that the enemy commander in front of him had started as a bullshit civilian patrol officer, and he was quite intrigued, Randy thought that the civilian patrol officer was humble enough, but he didn't know that Art had been a mountain hunter for several years before becoming a civilian patrol officer, and he didn't know that the officers under Art had received short but practical training in the officer academy, and the skill that must be learned in the officer academy was to lay traps.

Realistically speaking, the density of traps in the dense forests on both sides of the gap is not very large, and it is impossible to set a trap every two steps in such a wide dense forest in just a few days, not to mention that more than half of Art's army has also focused more than half of its energy on the layout of the frontal battlefield.

So a strange phenomenon arises.

When the Swabian, who tried to attack the gap army formation from the edge of the jungle on the right flank, approached the dense forest, dozens of Burgundian soldiers armed with spears and bows and arrows shuttled freely through the dense forest, and from time to time they ran to the edge of the dense forest and threw a few throwing spears or shot a few light arrows at the cautiously approaching Schwabian, the two armies were only separated by a few rows of miscellaneous wood and branches when they were closer, but when the Schwabian, who had been shot down and pierced through more than 20 soldiers, finally could not bear the humiliation and losses and rushed into the dense forest, the screams rose one after another, and a soldier stepped on the spike, a soldier fell into a hole with a sharp stake, a soldier was injured by a heavy log falling from a tree, and a soldier was impaled in the chest by a log that popped out of the roadside......

The Count of Landy should now regret that he failed to send a heavy army to interfere with the misdeeds of the Burgundians on the battlefield, which has now become the battlefield of Lierao.

This is where the advantage of being able to choose the battlefield lies.

As the party who laid the trap on the battlefield, the Burgundian soldiers who went into the dense forest to harass the enemy on the right flank were able to avoid the traps set by their own people as much as possible through special traces, which were just a pile of randomly placed rocks or a low tree stripped of its leaves, or even just a shallow pit dug with a shovel in the ground, so that the artificial marks could be seen everywhere, but the Schwabian, as the attacker, could not read them at all.

By the time the three hundred Swaben approached the right flank of the Gap, less than two hundred remained, and the rest were either corpses of wounded soldiers or forced to stay and clean up the pieces.

However, the Swabian were already close to the right flank, and the battle here could only be hand-to-hand combat.

However, on the right flank, there was a trap on the left side of Schwabian Rao's body, and on the right side was a narrow section of the dense forest, and two hundred people could not use it at all, and Otto led more than fifty Deadpools to rush into the right flank close to Schwabian, and more than fifty people blocked Schwabian Rao's onslaught.

There was no way, except for a dozen people in the front row who could enjoy hand-to-hand combat, most of the Swabians could only wait in the back to watch the sword clashing axe and hammer in front of them, and wait until the skirt in front was under the back before they had the opportunity to rush up and slash once or two.

However, the Schwabians in the back could not wait in peace, and the Burgundian archers and spearmen who had disappeared into the depths of the dense forest just now reappeared, and they sent arrows and iron spears to Swabian Rao through a few rows of miscellaneous trees.

The Swabians did not dare to go into the jungle again, because they found that some of the traps in the dense forest near the army were too dense, and even the Burgundian soldiers themselves had several unlucky fellows who were trapped by their own traps.

The Swabians on the right could not bear such grievances and battle losses, so they had to retreat.

Compared with the aggrieved right flank, the Swabian soldiers in the jungle on the left flank were much luckier, not only because the traps set in the dense forest on the left flank were not as dense as the exaggerated mouths of Jeffrey's soft eggs, but also because the baron who led the two hundred light infantry was slapped by a branch that suddenly ejected from the dense forest shortly after entering the dense forest, which was not fatal to be slapped by the branch, but fatal was that the branch was full of wooden thorns, and several of them pierced into the thigh of the leading baron.

The baron was carried back by his own soldiers.

Without a unified command, the Swabians lost their motivation to move forward, and several of the leading knights had evil intentions, and they all hoped that the army would not be spared to go into the trap, and that they would follow behind with their men to take the safe road.

Everyone is not stupid, knowing that walking in front and dying in front, as a result, no one will come forward, two hundred or so people are slower than the other, you take one step and I will take half a step, you take half a step, you take half a step I simply stop and drink saliva and pee......

In this way, the two armies entered the battlefield separately from the beginning of the day, but when the sun was shining, they didn't even fight face-to-face.

A soldier is also a human being, and if he is a human being, he must eat, drink, and Lazar.

The Schwabians, who had been "fighting" all morning, finally decided to take a little rest, at least stop for some bread and water.

The call to assemble sounded on the hillside, and with the exception of a small number of Burgundian soldiers, the Swabians began to gather their troops to eat and drink to replenish their strength.

The Swabian camp tent was not resting when the soldiers were resting, and compared to the ordinary soldiers who longed for a truce, Randy and his officers were anxious.

Randy is a new magnate, and in the Duchy of Swabia, where there are many counts, it is extremely difficult for an upstart to climb up step by step by relying on military exploits.

In order to gain a firm foothold in the upper elite circles, Landi needs more and bigger military achievements.

This is why when the Swabian court asked him to attack the border of the Count of Burgundy with less than 2,000 soldiers, he gladly accepted.

At this moment, I don't know how many old-school elites are waiting to see the jokes of this guy who doesn't know the depths, and Randy is really anxious.

The officers under Randy's command were also anxious, Randy was a flaunt, and they all hoped that they could accumulate enough people to support their knighthood in this large-scale war with the Count of Burgundy.

For the people in the Swabian command camp, there was not a lot of time. The original two-month plan to attack the heart of Jonah had been dashed by the two nails of Fort Genet and Fort Wallonia, and now the situation of Besançon's "allies" was becoming increasingly bad, and once the Burgundian Restoration army captured Besançon and retreated east, the pressure on them to attack would be doubled.

What's more, the Duchy of Burgundy in the north of the Count of Burgundy has already assembled an army and will soon move south and east.

The Duchy of Burgundy does not participate in the civil strife of the subject countries, but they will not tolerate foreign invasions.

While the commanders of the Swabian army were arguing in their tents, the Burgundian army in the middle of the forest was also sitting on the ground and munching on the fragrant special bread, which was not the kind of "thug wit" that could be used to smash the robbers, but a fine bread that had been ground and sifted through three rounds and baked with minced meat, salt and dried vegetables, which was the emergency ration carried by the Welsh legionnaires.

Breaking up the special bread and putting it in a wooden bowl mixed with water to soak it into wheat paste was simply a delicacy for the soldiers who were prisoners half a month ago.

While the soldiers sat on the ground to replenish their strength, Art and Odo also led a group of officers in the rear of the army formation to hold a wartime military meeting.

Art pinched the half-bitten special bread in his left hand, and gestured on the ground with a thin stick in his right hand, "...... The 1st to 4th Banners plus Deadpool are to the right, and the 5th to 8th Banners and the Crossbow are to the left...... It is best to take the flag team as a unit, and the most important thing is to take the squadron as a unit, and the flag captain, squadron leader, and captain should pay attention to the trap marking, so as not to be harmed by the traps set by themselves...... Remember, no matter how far you run, our final assembly place is here. ”

Art pointed the stick at a dot on the dirt on a diagram that could not have been rougher, which was supposed to be a canyon in some mountainous area to the east of the cluster

"Here, here, and here, there are food and drinking water that have been hidden in advance by the baggage team, and if someone runs away, you can go to these places to get food and baggage supplements."

"Remember these locations! It's all life-saving. Did you write it down? ”

"Written down!"

"It's all written down!"

The officers all responded.

"Okay, finally I want to emphasize again, you have to manage your own soldiers, these guys are not good people, it's okay to run one or two, if you run too much and have weapons and armor in your hands, you may be a group of bandits who kill and loot in the future. When necessary, you can coerce and induce them to obey you......"

Woo~Woo~Woo~

As soon as Art's words fell, the Swabian on the hillside blew the battle horn, and the afternoon battle was about to begin again.

"Let's hurry up and eat something to save up our energy, and we have something to do next!" Art shoved half of the bread into his mouth.

............

Art had waited for the Swabians to send soldiers to fill the traps and potholes in the frontal battlefield, and then attack him from the front, or send cannon fodder who were not afraid of death to rush into the army from both flanks after all the traps in the dense forest on both wings, so that Art could delay the Swabians for at least half a time or kill (trap) 100 Swabian soldiers.

However, the Swabians, who had been trapped by Art's intrigues for a morning in their desire to fight for glory, suddenly changed their minds, and like Art, they abandoned the innate dignity and glory of the military aristocracy, and decided to use the simplest and equally despicable methods to crack the strange and unpredictable battlefield trap of Art.

When dozens of Swabians running into the forest with torches came into view, Art knew that this fun trick was out of play.

The Schwabians found the simplest, crudest, and most effective "formation-breaking technique" - arson!

The Swabians weren't going to waste their time and lives on frontal combat, no matter how many traps were set up in the dense forest on either side of the gap, and how many enemy soldiers were hidden, they could easily crack it with just a wildfire.

Art didn't know if such a brilliant solution came from the cautious and rational Earl Landy, but it didn't matter anymore, and Art was expecting to delay the enemy's plan to end early.

"My lord, what should I do?" Otto was the one who knew the whole story of Art's plan, and he knew that Art's plan was only half the battle.

Art looked at the smoke that had risen from the edge of the dense forest on both wings, and squeaked the hilt of his sword, "I underestimated Schwabian Rao's mind, there is no time, and the herald orders to retreat immediately, hoping that the sergeant major will move fast enough." ”

Art began to greet the guards and military teams with war horses in the back formation.

Otto also immediately conveyed Yate's military order to the commanders of the banners, "The whole army immediately retreats as planned!" ”

"Immediately retreat as planned!"

"Immediately retreat as planned!"

The prisoners of the 2nd Infantry Regiment, who were still waiting to fight to the death with the Schwabians, suddenly received orders from their respective flag captains, squadron leaders, and captains, and immediately packed their weapons and armor and followed them into the dense forest on both flanks in an orderly manner......

A moment later, more than 500 Burgundian soldiers at the gap suddenly disappeared into the dense forest!

The Schwaben were completely stunned!

"What's going on? They took the initiative to ask us to fight, and they fled before the two armies officially engaged? What are these mongrels for? This is intended to make a detour to attack our rear position?? Looking at the gap in the dense forest, which had turned into a clearing, the eyes of the Swabian army adjutant were about to fall.

Randy's expression was very strange, he looked at the smoke of the mountain fire on both sides below the hillside, and then at the Burgundian enemy commander who led a dozen cavalry to the east, and his heart suddenly chuckled.

The Burgundians and an army were never present on the battlefield.

"Wallonburg? Not good, Wallonburg!! ”