Everyone was stunned by the surprise when the first loud bang was heard, and the continuous sound of cannon fire immediately caused both sides on the hill to turn their attention to Mount Appio.

To the surprise of both sides, with the sound of artillery, a large cloud of smoke rose from the empty slope of Rocadipas, and a large exploding of earth that had been hit by stone bullets.

The two sides that had been assembling at both ends of the hill to attack were suddenly stopped by the sudden shelling.

From the trebuchets used by the Romans to attack cities, to the Cannons of Urban, which Mehmed II smashed through the thick walls of Constantinople half a century ago, the power of projectile weapons has become more and more formidable, and artillery has undoubtedly become one of the most feared weapons of our time.

However, with the terrible damage caused by this powerful weapon, another headache has never been solved, that is, the accuracy of the artillery, which completely depends on the operation of the artillery obtained by experience, and its purity is not only completely incomparable with the bow and crossbow, but also because of the almost strange trajectory of the artillery and the ejection effect of the projectile after firing, many people are full of awe of the artillery and extremely hateful at the same time.

It's hard to imagine what a powerful stone projectile would look like when it smashed into one's own dense formation, or that no one would bother to think about such a terrible assumption, not to mention that these projectiles would bounce on the ground with inertia after being hit, and this kind of power shot out by the power of gunpowder is by no means armor or flesh and blood can resist.

So when they saw the shells actually falling on the open space between the two sides, and looked at the dusty and potholed land, the two sides that were slowly approaching couldn't help but slow down their pace.

Looking at the army, which was already ready to collide and fight at any time, it became a lot quieter for a moment, and a smile appeared on Alexander's face standing on the hillside.

The loud sound still echoed on the hillside, and the trembling recoil of the bronze cannon shook many people on the hillside for a moment.

Carlo's figure appeared in front, and when he bypassed the muzzles of the guns that were still smoking, his face was very ugly when he looked at these terrible weapons, although he also knew the power of firearms when he used a musket, but when he saw the roar of this huge beast, Carlo was still frightened by these monsters.

But Carlo then shouted at the Agri, who were also frightened by the power of the artillery, and looked at the coalition team below that seemed to have noticed something was wrong and was quickly turning around, and he carefully ordered the soldiers to get out of the way of the seemingly terrible artillery, and urged them to quickly form up.

And beside Alexander, the coalition artillerymen who did not run away and were forced to open fire by him were also stunned to look at Alexander who was smiling and watching all this with his hands covered in his ears.

Although the artillery profession has not been very old, it is at least similar to the archers, so these artillerymen often get orders that they must be accurate, only this enemy general who suddenly captured them and still does not know where it came from, and what he asked them to do was "not allowed to be accurate".

Today's artillery, it is not easy to hit, and it is too simple to miss it. At least that large expanse of open land, as long as it is not a blind person, can be hit anywhere at will. It's just that although it's simple to be inaccurate, how to ensure that you can continue to fight is a problem.

Looking at the coalition forces that had begun to advance up the slope at the foot of the mountain, Alexander clenched the hilt of his sword, which would be the first time he had officially faced a war.

Compared with the battle here, the battle in the Bruni Valley is fierce, but it is still under his control, but here, watching the staggered and crisscrossed teams under the mountain, Alexander has a feeling that his fate is no longer in his hands.

If he had commanded not only these 200 or so Agri, but thousands or even tens of thousands of troops, maybe everything would not have been like this.

Alexander sighed slightly in his heart, but he knew that this could only be emotion, not to mention that there were no tens of thousands of people to command him, even if there was such an army now, he couldn't afford to feed it with Agri's limited territory, unless he ......

A trumpet woke Alexander, who shook his head to banish the confused thoughts from his mind, and then watched the movement down the hill.

Although the unusual sudden fire of the artillery disrupted the pace of both sides, and it seemed that someone had already noticed the abnormality on Mount Appio, Alexander was not alarmed, because he knew that even if he found something unusual on the battlefield, it would not be possible for so many troops to turn around together, and the only one who could really change direction and engage him in time was the flank of the coalition army that he had almost led by Pagassos before.

Thinking of Pagasus, Alexander couldn't help but look back into the woods behind him, and the corners of his mouth twitched when he saw Pagasus, who was still lying on the back of the drone's horse endlessly, ignoring the sound of artillery.

Just thinking that this was the last time he would enjoy such a good thing in his life, Alexander didn't care about the magnanimity.

Another trumpet sounded, and the coalition forces under the mountain began to pour up the slope, and it was clear that the officer leading the team was well aware of the importance of Mount Appio to the coalition forces, although it was then found that the number of enemies occupying the mountain seemed to be small, but all the artillery fell into the hands of the enemy, which must not be allowed.

The soldier at the front pointed his spear straight ahead, and although it was pointless to do so in the face of artillery, the soldiers couldn't help but feel a chill when they thought about the huge roar and the large cloud of dust rising from the ground that could be seen from afar.

The pace seemed a little stiff, and even worse, they didn't know what they were about to face, the coalition soldiers kept panting, and when they finally reached the halfway point of the hill, the sound of horses' hooves on the slope reached their ears, and at this moment the coalition soldiers actually had an inexplicable ease, as if they had never thought that the enemy's cavalry would seem so kind.

At least, you don't have to deal with artillery or anything terrible.

That was the first thought that crossed the minds of the coalition soldiers, and then they heard the sound of muskets mingling with the hooves of the cavalry.

Carlo urged his horses to run in front, and he had seen the edge of the coalition column, a company of six or more columns, entirely made up of infantry sparring up the hillside, and farther on the hills, two groups of cavalry were rushing along the rough road towards the foot of the mountain.

Carlo and his cavalry approached the enemy again, one hand clutching a sabre, the blade pressed back to his leg, and the other tightly pressed a musket hanging from his waist.

Carlo quickly looked behind him, and was satisfied to see that the bohemians were still behind him, and with the bohemians were Alexander's hunting guards.

The enemy seemed to sense the intentions of the cavalry, and the few rows closest to the edge of those columns of infantry had already turned around and prepared to form a formation with the order, and seeing this, Carlo smiled on his face.

The Huntsmen, the first cavalry of the Guards consisting of a group of real hunters, although Paolo Busaco was the captain of the Huntsguard, he was more likely to stay with Alexander to protect the lord at all times.

And Carlo, not only was the first Agri to follow Alexander, but more importantly, he was also the most powerful of those hunters.

Although not very accustomed to using muskets on horseback, Carlo used to have a good teacher.

Nathan's near-genius mastery of cavalry made it effortless to carry even a large group of Bohemian cavalry known for their unruliness, and Carlo learned this deeply during his studies with Nashan.

Quickly pulling the musket from the specially made holster, Carlo blew the whistle in his mouth at the same time.

A sharp whistle sounded, and at the same time, several soldiers behind him who heard the whistle blew their wist-to-garment whistles.

At the sound of the whistle, the hunters, who were running along the edge of the enemy line, raised their muskets and pulled the triggers.

Columns of white smoke erupted from the running cavalry, and then the hunters swept past the coalition forces at a rapid pace.

As their figures kept running, several screams from muskets rang out in the Coalition columns.

The right flank of the coalition column couldn't help but be stunned by the sudden attack, and the whole line instantly became tilted to one side.

"What happened?"

The Coalition Commander, who was on the left flank of the line, looked to the other side of the long line in astonishment, and he could see the enemy cavalry faintly running, and he also heard the sound of muskets, but he did not combine the two things.

In this era, the war horse and the musket are still two things that have little to do with each other, because the arquebus not only needs to light the arquebus, but also to prevent the accidental extinguishing of the arquebus when burning, so at least no one has thought of a way to let the cavalry shoot on a running warhorse.

The captain's question was answered only a few moments later, but he was answered by a second round of uneven but already obvious musket shots.

The right flank of the coalition column was delayed even further back because of the unexpected attack, and this queue had even become the left flank standing high on the hillside, while the right flank was dragging far behind, and the coalition troops that were originally facing the top of the hill unconsciously turned into a long column.

The third round of muskets rang out, and the Coalition Commander's face turned ugly and incredulous, of course he knew the muskets, and although he didn't have much affection for the new weapons that seemed to threaten the cold weapons, he still understood the terrible power of the muskets.

But even then he had never seen a musket that could run and shoot on a horse, let alone a weapon that could shoot so quickly.

The enemy's cavalry was still entanglement around the right flank, but the captain knew that his troops were in a difficult situation, and he could not abandon the right flank and continue to advance, but the artillery on the hill had to be recaptured.

As he pulled the fourth musket from the holster at his waist, Carlo saw that the coalition cavalry that had been rushing down the hill had finally rushed to the foot of the hill and began to run up the hillside.

Carlo turned the horse's head, and by this time they were on top, while the enemy cavalry was going uphill.

Carlo took a deep breath, and although he had been excited by the successive attacks on the enemy infantry before, he was now nervous in the face of the cavalry.

And then he blew the whistle!

The hunters drew the last muskets they had with them, each carrying four flintlock pistols and sabers, and Alexander gave them orders to concentrate as much fire as they could.

There were no flintlock muskets that did not need to be lit in advance, and there were no musketeers who could shoot on horses, and even fewer musketeers with four flintlock muskets with them were unheard of.

Carlo began to urge the horses, he did not forget what Alexander told him that cavalry is terrifying with speed, so don't easily entangle with the enemy, but looking at those cavalry with shiny armor, Carlo looked at the chasseurs and bohemians behind him, he felt that he had another chance.

The hunters began to move forward along the right flank of the coalition infantry, and when the infantry had to follow their figure in the opposite direction, they were surprised to find that this time the enemy did not stop, but kept moving along their own ranks, and then rushed directly to the rear of their own ranks in pursuit of the approaching coalition cavalry!

"What is he going to do?"

A knight who had already rushed up the hill looked in amazement at the cavalry team that completely ignored their arrival, almost turned their backs to them, they seemed to have almost no one wearing armor, such cavalry could not and would never dare to attack the infantry that had already formed a formation, even if they had already circled the back of the infantry at this time, but as long as they were entangled with the infantry, with their unprotected bodies, they would be poked into a sieve by the infantry spears in an instant.

What's more, his own cavalry has caught up, and the captain believes that with the power of his cavalry, he will be able to teach those sloppy-looking enemies a hard lesson.

The captain raised his spear to the heights, which was a signal to attack.

The coalition cavalry began to pick up, and the captain was confident that if those enemies dared to attack the infantry, even if it was only a slight stumbling block, he would be sure to catch up with the enemy and then chop them all to pieces.

It was getting closer and closer, and the enemy was still stubbornly insisting on advancing to the rear of the infantry, and the captain had a smile in his eyes under the brim of his helmet, and he knew that he was about to make a meritorious service.

Then he heard the sound of muskets.

Although dense, it was not neat, and the sound of muskets did not sound very loud, it should have been the sound of short guns.

This was the result of the captain in an instant, although he was taken aback by the sound of the gunshot, but it did not shoot as expected, so he only took a slight pause and immediately urged the war horse to continue to chase forward.

It's just that he soon saw those infantry who were attacked by the enemy.

Many of the soldiers were hit by muskets, some with scorched wounds, which is the result of being shot at close range, and many more were slashed with sabers.

Relying on the speed of the light cavalry and the sharpness of the muskets, the chasseurs and bohemians led by Caro crossed the right flank of the infantry before the Allied cavalry arrived, and then ran wildly along the rear of the enemy line to launch a whirlwind attack close enough to almost see the enemy's nose hairs.

Muskets, sabers, just a momentary attack like stones thrown into the water made the rear of the infantry tremble like waves, and then the whistle in Carlo's mouth once again made a terrifying whistle that made the Union infantry shudder.

Letting go of the speed of his horse and running forward desperately, the cavalry led by Carlo rushed along the rear of the enemy's infantry towards the edge of the left flank on the hillside, as pursued by the enemy behind.

The enemy's cavalry was in pursuit, but Carlo was not worried, because he was leading the light cavalry!

Almost to the almost frantic roar of the infantry captain, Carlo and his cavalry sped past the edge of the enemy's left flank, and he ran down the hillside towards the side of Mount Appio, while he faintly saw rows of muzzles already sticking out of the woods on the hillside.

Carlo smiled, knowing he was completely up to the task.

With the speed of the horse, the sharpness of the saber, and the immense power of the musket, the legend of the hunters began on Mount Appio, just outside the city of Rome.