Artillery, a battlefield weapon praised as the "god of war" by a certain genius military master many years later, was only recognized by Europeans after being taught bloody lessons again and again.

From the time of the Mongol invasions, the Mongols brought this terrible weapon from the far east to Europe, and then the fortified castles collapsed in front of it, and then just over half a century ago, Constantinople, the capital that could never be conquered, was completely conquered by the Ottoman giant artillery, which was once a nightmare for Europeans.

Later, the Europeans themselves began to make and use this weapon, and when the fiery flames erupted from the muzzle of the cannon with a powerful projectile, and then exploded in the enemy's strong walls or dense crowds of soldiers, the Europeans experienced the shock and joy of this powerful weapon.

Because of this, when Charles decided to invade Italy, in addition to gathering enough troops, he also deliberately collected more than 100 guns of different sizes from all over the country as an important bargaining chip for this expedition, which shows that even in the era when this technology is still backward, artillery has shown its unique charm due to its great power.

Alexander believed that the French had artillery in the Lombard army, that there was artillery in the coalition army under Gonzalo's command, and that he had even seen a small but still terrifying artillery on the walls of the city of Rome, but he could never have imagined that he would encounter an artillery attack on the banks of the river in the lower reaches of Lake Bracciano on such a night!

And just as Alexander had no time to utter a second exclamation because of this surprise, the enemy, who had been prepared at the edge of the trees in the distance, had not yet died away from the first roar of artillery, and had already hurried towards the camp with a cry from the night.

Alexander jumped over the low wall, and when his feet hit the ground, his feet slipped slightly, but no one next to him came to help him, and everyone was frightened by the unusual sound of cannons, and many of them did not look at the enemy who was running towards them, but looked back at the bombed wreckage of the camp behind them.

"Hold your ground!" A loud roar came from somewhere in the distance of the low wall, and the mercenaries' experience finally proved that the high price paid for them was indeed worth it!

With this shout, the stunned Agri came back to their senses, and they turned their heads to look at the enemy who was about to rush to the low wall, and many of them could not help but let out a panicked shout.

"Musketeers! Get ready! ”

No one knew who was the first to shout this order, but when they heard this shout, the effect of the previous non-stop training was revealed, even if they could only see the shadow in front of them shaking in the snow, which could not be determined at all, the Agri musketeers were still accustomed to picking up the weapons in their hands according to the training steps, and with the "Ready!" that they had already heard before, "Ready!" put ~", a dense gunpowder smoke erupted in front of the low wall in an instant,

A few soldiers who rushed to the front because they were running too fast immediately fell to the ground, and they rolled in the snow in pain, but except for a few companions who tripped and fell behind, no one cared about them who fell to the ground, and everyone rushed towards the low wall desperately.

"Ready~!" A mercenary shouted and waved the spear in his hand, he didn't really use a spear, but now huddled with the Agri, he had to follow their example and grab a spear to protect himself, because otherwise there might be a gap where he stood, and the enemy would immediately rush towards the gap where he was like a bloody shark.

In order to survive, everyone can only face the enemy head-on.

As Alexander said, anyone who runs away is throwing his share of danger to others.

Deserters will not be allowed at any time!

The enemy rushing from the opposite side was only blocked by muskets for a brief moment, and then the people behind rushed forward in a swarm.

Alexander's eyes were nervously fixed ahead, but his target was not the enemy who was rushing in front of him, but the woods in the distance.

Artillery that can hit the camp directly without being detected can only hide in the woods not far away,

Alexander remembered seeing a dissipating cloud of smoke rising from the edge of the woods in the distance when he looked back from the shock of the shelling, which made him rejoice for the first time that it was winter.

The cold weather kept the smoke from the guns for a long time, which made it easier to find the location of the guns.

The cavalry speeding by on both sides pulled the attention of the Agri on both sides of the low wall, and just when the attention of many Agri soldiers couldn't help but be pulled by their figures galloping back and forth, the enemy finally rushed to the front of the low wall!

The first one slashed the opposite spear and dodged the sharp spear of the enemy, and let out a surprise that he did not know whether it was the surprise of the rest of his life, or the excitement caused by the fact that he could kill the enemy, and immediately after swinging the first sword, he raised his long knife like a pagan scimitar in his hand, believing that before cutting off the head of the already frightened enemy on the opposite side, the opponent's musket could not be fired a second time, because the world had never heard of any firearm that could shoot twice in such a short time.

This man was right, even Alexander's flintlock pistol could not have been reloaded and fired again in such a short time!

But there is obviously an exception to everything, and these sneak attackers, who rush to the hand-to-hand combat of the enemy, do not notice that, unlike their companions, there is often a companion standing behind the musketeers, and when they take the musket from their companion's hand, they will hand the loaded musket to the partner in front of them, and then bow their heads and silently reload the ammunition.

The muzzle of the gun, which smelled of pungent sulfur, was almost directly aimed at the chest of the sneak attacker, who had already dodged the spear and was about to slash the enemy, and fired a second shot!

The man saw his knife thrown high, and his man was struck in the chest and fell backwards, and when he first slammed into the body of the man behind him, and then was pushed to the side and stuck his head in the snow, his body shaking, he seemed to see that there were other people like him, who were hit by the second shot that came suddenly, and fell to the ground.

It turned out that it wasn't just me who was so unlucky, this person was lying in the snow and wanted to laugh, if he didn't see that others were also shot, he would definitely feel uncomfortable, but now he feels that this is nothing, after all, he is not the only one who is going to die, but he doesn't understand how he obviously dodged the opponent's musket and the spear that stabbed him head-on, but how could he still be killed,

Why is it yourself who is unlucky?

Because there are many people who are unwilling to die, but many more are lucky to avoid not only the first round of muskets and sharp spears, but also the second round of surprising shooting.

The brutal hand-to-hand encounter begins!

Face to face, eyes looking at each other, the weapon in the hand brutally slashed at the enemy in front of you!

Across the low wall, the weapons of both sides were intertwined, the slashing sounds of both sides were mixed together, and even the blood splattered on both sides after the enemy's swords were slashed together, and the semi-arc parapet wall surrounding the camp became the territory of the Grim Reaper to harvest the spoils of war, from left to right, from time to time, people screamed and fell, or finally retreated in a hurry because they could not face the terrible scene.

"Hold the line!" The leader of an Agri soldier shouted loudly, trying to encourage the morale of his fearful companions, but in doing so he undoubtedly made himself a good target, and in a moment several sharp blades slashed at him, and in the blink of an eye, the Agri had been cut into a bloody man.

"They can't stand it!" A man in a cloak stood at the edge of the woods and let out a cry of joy, his voice even in disbelief.

After all, this Cambrai had defeated the French, and although no one had really seen him act on the battlefield, the man who was able to defeat the French army was always a little intimidating.

What's more, there were so many soldiers by his side, if he hadn't known their advance route for a long time, so he was ready to ambush, and even carried artillery at all costs in order to be able to attack successfully, maybe he wouldn't have won so easily.

But that Gombray was not so good, after all, it only took one shot to completely frighten the mud legs he brought from Naples, and the man even wanted to laugh a little when he looked stupid with his frightened looks.

"Rush up, they won't be able to withstand it!" The man shouted loudly, "Don't let them escape!" ”

The man stood by the cannon and excitedly shouted to his men on the bank of the river, whether that Cambrai had a name or not, at least he had defeated him on the shore of Lake Bracciano and no one else, and that was enough to make him proud of himself, although this pride could not be said to others openly, but this alone was enough to make him appreciated by the adults, after all, he had defeated a fellow who had defeated the French.

What's more, this army of Cambrai is not without resistance, but even has a cavalry that looks quite formidable.

The man happily imagined for himself the good fortune that this victory might bring him, and then he suddenly frowned as if he sensed that something was wrong, but for a moment he couldn't remember what was wrong.

The man turned his head suspiciously to look at the cannon beside him, this is a much smaller eagle cannon than other artillery, the rough-looking cannon body pointed straight at the camp in the distance, just now it fired a solid bullet directly hit the tent in the camp, and it was also the terrible roar when it fired, as soon as it came up, it completely shocked the soldiers in Cambrai.

"Are the shells loaded?" The man suddenly asked anxiously, he didn't know what was wrong, but suddenly he began to become uneasy, "Aim at the camp and fire two more shots, I'm going to kill that Gombray!" ”

"Sir, our men are still down there," the gunner said with some apprehension, "and it may injure our men by mistake." ”

"Just shoot at the camp," the man urged hard, he didn't know why he was a little impatient, although he saw that there were already people behind the low wall in the light of the fire below who were already retreating towards the back of the camp because they couldn't resist, and his own people had already begun to climb over the low wall and charge the enemy again, but the uneasiness in his heart was still difficult to shake away, "I want to end this as soon as possible." ”

The gunner nodded hurriedly, he knew what the consequences would be if he annoyed this person, not to mention that the shells had already been loaded, although the cannon body was a little displaced because of the shot just now, but as long as it was aimed at the direction, it should not be difficult to hit the camp.

The gunner buried the twist in the upturned bolt, and after pressing it firmly, he raised the torch.

"Wait, let me come!" The man stopped suddenly, then took the torch from the gunner's hand, and a hint of excitement flashed in his eyes, "I want you to testify, this is what I did." ”

The gunner nodded obediently, and just as he took two steps back to avoid the slag that might be splashed and scalded during the shelling, a strange crushing sound suddenly came from the edge of the woods.

It was a strange "squeak" sound that seemed to be made when a heavy thing kept squeezing and rubbing something, which sounded very uncomfortable and made people feel inexplicably uneasy from the heart.

The torch in the man's hand stopped, and he followed the sound to look into the distance of the woods, and when he saw the shadows running rapidly towards them along the edge of the woods, the man finally knew why he had such an inexplicable sense of uneasiness before.

Cavalry, Bohemian cavalry has not been seen since the beginning of the battle!

The late night raid and the first use of artillery were all aimed at making it impossible for the Bohemians to use the might of their cavalry.

Alexander's battle in the valley of Bruini, the first to intimidate the French and most of the Roman nobles in Rome, was due to the already famous Bohemian cavalry.

Therefore, at the beginning of the development, it became the key to success to make this Bohemian cavalry unpowered, but now, the Bohemian cavalry suddenly appeared, and appeared at the back of his own team, with a man holding a torch in his hand, but by this time it was completely frozen.

"Sir!"

One of his subordinates finally couldn't help but shout, and when he reached out to grab the man with all his might, the movement seemed to suddenly touch the nerves in his body, which had been completely paralyzed by the accident.

"Turn around!" The man shouted like a madman, with a torch in one hand and a hand on his shoulder to push the cannon that had been caught in the ground by a few stones, while several people around him kept shouting, "Turn around and kill them!" ”

A group of men were scrambling to turn the gun, but they didn't see the gunner who kept retreating, and when they shouted to move the gun, the gunner suddenly turned and ran wildly into the dark woods without looking back.

"Boom~"

A roar sounded from behind him, the snow on the branches was shaken and fell, and the gunner seemed to hear the neighing of his horse and the scream of the rider before he died, far from the woods, but he did not stop but ran faster, and soon the edge of the woods was accompanied by a dense sound of horses' hooves, and then there were screams of fright.