The vibration of the ground from the heavy knock caught the attention of Cardino, who was familiar with the scene and knew that it was the characteristic reaction of the cavalry passing by.

At the same time, a faint rumbling sound from a distance also proved his idea.

Calgino quickly turned his head to look in the direction from which the voice had come.

He had never forgotten the Bohemian cavalry, and Cargino was very attentive to them.

The figures of the Bohemians appeared in the upper reaches of the creek, and they quickly ran along the bank, and when they were about to come into contact with the formation of the right-wing of the Genoese, they suddenly turned around, crossed the creek from the edge of the right flank of Genoa, and swept towards the opposite bank.

"My lord, they seem to be going back to our right flank," one of the attendants reminded Calgino aloud, and then he jumped nimbly on horseback, half-bent over the rapidly moving Bohemians, "and they were turning, as if preparing to go around behind us. ”

"Stick to the formation and don't be influenced by the bohemians."

Kargino frowned slightly, he knew that Alexander must have his reason for delaying the removal of the Bohemians, and now it seemed that he was going to let those light cavalry harass his formation.

Is it really that simple?

A hint of doubt flashed in Calgino's eyes, but he couldn't grasp Alexander's purpose.

"Keep an eye on the bohemians and report anything unusual."

Cardino could only give such an order, he had to do his best to attack Alexander's formation in front of him at this time, seeing the line that Montina seemed to be about to be overwhelmed at any time, Cardino secretly told himself in his heart: As long as there is a little effort, as long as there is a little effort, he can defeat the person in front of him!

The Genoese attack continued, and more and more Montina soldiers were carried down because they were wounded, and Alexander's face was gloomy as he looked at the wounded soldiers who were constantly screaming in pain.

He knew that many of these soldiers would die, even if he had tried to change the treatment conditions of the wounded soldiers, but in this era when there were no anti-inflammatory drugs, even a small infection would kill a person, not to mention the weapons that caused them great trauma, many of which themselves carried deadly germs.

Worried about the Genoese crossbows, Alexander could not stand on a high place and observe, so he did not know what was going on with the Bohemians.

Somehow, Alexander suddenly remembered Carlo.

If Carlo had lived, he would have been able to lead the cavalry in an attack on the Genoese.

This thought was only briefly thrown aside by Alexander, who knew that this was the time not to think about it, and that this battle would determine whether or not he would be able to establish the power and position he would have in Romagna in the future, not one that he would sigh and regret.

The Bohemian cavalry was still advancing along the edge of the Genoese army, and they were so fast that many Genoese had not yet reacted to the fact that the Bohemians had already appeared before their eyes.

The Genoese ranks could not help but tighten up, and they watched vigilantly for these enemies who appeared and left quickly like the wind, because they did not know where the Bohemians would attack, and the Genoese formation could not help but gradually shrink.

The change in the Genoese formation was slow and disorderly, and when Cargino noticed that the flags that should have been farther away were significantly closer, he was at first slightly puzzled, and then his heart jumped suddenly.

He quickly looked around and saw that his army was involuntarily approaching a spot in the middle of the riverbank, and the enemy opposite them was also under increasing pressure, concentrating their fire on the densely packed Genoese in turn.

Calgino looked angry, and by this time, he finally knew Alexander's purpose.

It was clear that Alexander was trying to inflict the same casualties on his army at the cost of heavy casualties.

And that's exactly what Cargino doesn't want to see.

"Prepare me," Cargino felt that he could not delay any longer, and he took off his long sword from the saddle and slashed it with both hands to test his strength, and then beckoned his guards to follow him towards the line of the Montinas, "all men up, I will defeat Gombray before noon." ”

Calgino's banner moved, which immediately attracted the attention of everyone on both sides, and the Genoese let out an earth-shattering cheer when they saw the flag approaching the front.

"My lord, Cardgino himself has been dispatched." Seeing this, Busako immediately reminded Alexander.

"Dispatched yourself?" Alexander secretly licked his lips, he raised his head to cover his eyebrows to look at the hot sun in the sky, and then clenched his sword hard, "Now is the real critical time, the hunters follow me!" ”

The flags of both sides moved one after the other, and the same shouts of Montina's army on the opposite side were heard, but Cardino glanced at the hill before rushing forward.

He couldn't see what was going on halfway up the mountain, but he knew how the battle would turn out was likely to depend on whether he could take the hill in time.

Then he was knocked out by a man standing in front of him.

Calgino was angry, or rather irrepressible, wanting to scream.

Right in front of him, one of his retinue was blown in the chest by a fragment of artillery to protect him.

The armor apparently didn't protect the man, and when he suddenly rushed in front of Calgino to shield him from the flying shrapnel, the shell fragments mercilessly pierced the armor of the retinue and exploded a wide opening in his chest.

The attendant was out of breath, and Cardino was knocked to the ground by the man's backward body, nearly trampled under the feet of the man who was scrambling to avoid the shelling.

Calgino yelled angrily at his side, wanting to know why the troops attacking the hill had not yet captured the Montina artillery position, but the panic around him made it impossible to find anyone who could ask what was happening.

"My lord, the Bohemians are attacking our flanks."

Suddenly, a soldier hurried over, and because he was being pushed around, it took a lot of effort for him to come to Calgino, turn around and point in the direction behind him, and shout.

"My lord, the Bohemians seem to be trying to disrupt our formation, they have been shooting muskets in the vicinity but have not attacked, and now they are attacking the flank of our team."

"What does Cambrai want to do, fight back?" Calgino roared in exasperation.

For the first time, he felt a little uneasy, and the feeling that he was in control of everything before was shaken by the sudden succession of events.

"Your Excellency. They were forcing us to close our formations, "an officer suddenly thought of something" so that the artillery could concentrate on our infantry. ”

"Oh, that's a great idea, Cambrai, it's a good idea!"

Calgino screamed angrily, and he anxiously looked back at the hill, at this time his only hope was that the left flank could seize the artillery position on the hill as soon as possible, otherwise even if he finally won the victory, the huge cost of casualties would not make him able to explain to the old men in Genoa.

"Fire!"

Because of the blood on his head, the officer, who was blurred in front of him, could only make a timely judgment by instinct and hearing the sound of the enemy approaching, and when he himself raised his short gun and fired at the opposite direction at the command, he did not know whether the shot would hit the enemy.

The crimson military uniform is already very dirty because of the bloodstains, but it is precisely because of the color of the military uniform that many soldiers are too involved and do not know whether the conspicuous red on the comrades around them is the color of the military uniform or the blood of the wounded.

The musketeers were already retreating to the top of the hill, and the enemy on the opposite side had left several groups of corpses on the hillside, which were casualties inflicted by continuous fire on the way forward.

But as soon as they approached, the Montina immediately felt the pressure, and the madness of the Genoese, who had become extremely irritable due to the huge casualties, even the Montina soldiers, who had been trained countless times, were terrified.

Gompati stared closely at the retreat of the musketeers in front of him, he knew that there was some danger ahead, and although he was sure of himself, he didn't know if the soldiers would panic out of fear.

He's going to shoot as the Genoese approach the musketeers!

"This is not a good idea, my lord," said one of the gunners, worriedly, "and the slightest miss could have hit our own men, and perhaps without the Genoese, the musketeers would have torn us to shreds." ”

"Listen, we'll be torn to shreds if the musketeers fail, so I'd rather take the risk."

Gompati said and checked the direction of the cannon again.

"Listen, we only have this one chance, and if we can't repel the Genoese, we'll all be out of luck."

Gompati was well aware that shooting at such close range could cause panic among the musketeers, who, as he said, would be really out of luck if they could not repel the Genoese, if they retreated for fear of being hit by their own fire.

"Attention, salvo ready, put!"

The sound of five guns firing at close range at the same time shook the musketeers, and even the battle line, which did not waver even in the face of the Genoese, even had a small confusion.

The result of the muzzle being fired almost directly at the Genoese was that the shotgun rushed into the Genoese formation at an almost straight angle and then exploded in a frighteningly dense way through the crowd!

Countless fragments swirled through the crowd with a terrifying shrill roar, and the swirling dents in the body of the projectiles made it easier to be projectile around when they broke.

As the sharp shards rushed into the crowd, a scream rang out like a frying pan among the Genoese.

A hole suddenly appeared in the crowd, and the clearing was littered with severed limbs, as well as screaming soldiers who had fallen to the ground with bloody flesh and blood even though they were not dead.

The ranks of the Genoese were disrupted at once!

Or rather, this terrible slaughter instantly broke the last courage of the Genoese.

The first shouted and then turned and ran, and no one knew who the Genoese were, but they were terrified by the horrible sight.

When the Genoese turned and fled, they forgot that they had left their backs unguarded to another, equally terrible enemy.

The musketeers were a little stunned, it was the first time they had seen the horrors of concentrated artillery fire so close.

"The Genoese ran away?" A panting spearman asked his companion suspiciously, not noticing that his left hand, which held the shaft, was missing a little finger, which had been cut off by an axe during a recent encounter with an enemy.

"Ran away." The companion next to him was also a little stunned, the artillery fire just now not only frightened the Genoese, but also frightened these Agri, "That Gompati is really crazy, does he want to blow us up and kill us?" ”

"What are you idiots doing, chatting!"

A roar rang out from the ranks, and the commander brandished his halberd to push the soldiers in front of him, and then he staggered to the front of the group, first with one eye that could still see clearly, he looked at the Genoese who were turning and fleeing on the other side, and then he turned his head and yelled at the soldiers next to him, who were still a little dazed: "What are you still doing in a daze, beat the drums, and move forward!" ”

The drums sounded again, and the Montinas, who heard the drumbeat, instinctively moved closer to their respective positions, and then, led by the sound of the drums, began to advance along the hillside towards the already disorganized Genoese infantry.

"Raise the gun, aim, put!"

"Change the column!"

"Raise the gun, aim, put!"

"Change the column!"

……

The beat of drums and orders alternated on the hillside, and at this time the sound of cannons was heard from the hill.

The shelling caused no casualties, and although the shells that fell on the clearing lifted a cloud of dirt into the sky, it only frightened the routed Genoese into stepping up.

As a result, the Genoa formation on the other side, which could still maintain the formation, was also brought into chaos.

"We seem to have won." One of the gunners, who seemed unsure of what he was seeing, looked over to Gompati, only to see Gompati busy correcting the artillery.

"I'm not here to defeat a small squad of Genoa," Gompati said to his men after slapping the still hot muzzle of the cannon, "Listen, I'm going to let you go with me and shoot all the shells, and I promise you that if you're lucky enough not to die in the bombing, the Count will pay you a lifetime of money." ”

Gompati's words made the gunners' breath quicken, they knew that Gompati would not lie to them, or the situation in front of them also made them understand that if they really helped the Count of Montina to victory, they would definitely be rewarded handsomely.

"Artillery, ready." Gompati gave the order, his eyes narrowed slightly, staring at the Genoese at the foot of the hill who were becoming more and more compact, and made a cross on his chest, "This is God's arrangement. ”

The cannon rang out suddenly, the cannon spat out flames, and the weeds on the ground were instantly scorched by the explosive powder residue.

Then, after two breaths, they saw a cloud of smoke rising among the Genoese, followed by a ripple like a dropped stone on the surface of the water.

But the ripples were bloody and terrifying, and looking at the instantly chaotic formation of the Genoese, Gompati waved his hand to the other gunners.

Several guns roared one after another, and the barrels of the guns retreated with the force of the impact, and by the time the rollers under the gun mount pushed the guns back into place, clouds of smoke had risen from the bottom of the mountain.

The Genoese were shouting, ranging from angry anger to terrified screams.

Gompati didn't care at all about the life of the guns, and the result was that two guns exploded one after the other!

Except for one lucky guy, the gunners of the two guns died in an instant.

This frightened the gunners of the remaining three guns, who tried to stop, but were forced by Gompati's men to continue firing.

Although the shells fell less, it did not make the Genoese feel much safer, because they did not know whose side the next shell would explode, and the bloody scene caused by the previous successive shells could not help but make the Genoese people tremble and be in turmoil.

Suddenly, with the sound of horses' hooves in the distance, the Bohemians, who had been harassing near the Genoese formation, suddenly rushed into a somewhat disorganized group of Genoese.

The light cavalry swept through the Genoese positions like a wind, their sabers swinging and bringing up patches of blood, but they did not stop for a moment, and when they saw the enemy gathering rapidly after the initial panic, the Genoese hurried their horses away to the sound of whistles, and soon disappeared into the smoke and dust that rolled up in the distance.

Then, they will wait for an opportunity to reappear in another place that the enemy would not have guessed.

Calgino slashed away from a stabbing halberd, but when he was about to strike back, the enemy retreated.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Cardino stepped back and retreated a little further behind the line under the protection of his retinue.

The Montina were counterattacking, but Cargino could see that this was probably the last resistance of the Montina people.

The ground was littered with corpses, or wounded soldiers who had no time to save themselves and could only scream and protect themselves.

Although he suffered heavy casualties under the enemy's shelling, Cardino knew that as long as he held on a little longer, the victory would still be his own.

But somehow, he felt a faint uneasiness.

It's a feeling that can only be felt after a long time on the battlefield, a hidden danger that can still be perceived even before the real danger comes.

Is it because of the artillery, or because of the bohemians who are constantly harassing?

This vague sense of crisis frightened him, and he repeatedly asked himself where the danger would come from.

The main forces of Gombray were in front of them, and they were about to collapse.

Although the artillery on the hill caused a lot of casualties, like the Bohemian cavalry, as long as it crushed the Montina army in front of it, it was no longer a threat.

Is there anything else you haven't thought of?

Calgino couldn't help urging in his heart, because the uneasiness made him feel that danger was approaching him.

On the other side, Montina's army blew their horns again, and the trumpets were rapid, but with a unique rhythm.

Calgino immediately noticed, after a battle he already knew that it was some kind of signal from the Montinates, a unique signal that was very different from the rest of the armies, just like the Montina's unusual way of fighting and marching speed.

The thought crossed Cargino's mind.

Then his heart suddenly tightened without warning!

Marching speed?!

A thought that seemed impossible flashed through Calgino's mind like lightning, and he suddenly turned back to look into the distance.

In contrast to the earth-shattering battle on this side of the creek, the bushes on the beach on the other side of the creek looked so quiet.

Kargino's heart was slightly lowered, and he wanted to laugh at his crankiness, so the corners of his mouth couldn't help but move slightly.

Then the corners of his upturned mouth froze at the sudden solidification of his muscles.

In the grass on the other side of the river, you can faintly see the shadows of people.

There were more and more of them, and they were getting closer and closer.

When a familiar crimson military figure in the front stepped out of the grass, Cardino's heart plummeted.

"Caught up." Oflei, who came out of the grass and looked at the battlefield across the river, smiled, then drew his sword at his waist, "Forward, Montina!" ”

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