The three hundred heavy cavalry were followed by light cavalry in leather armor, with flintlock pistols straddling their waists and holding short knives. If the heavy cavalry is the hammer that breaks through the defensive line, then the light cavalry is the steel knife that completely tears the opponent apart.

Along the gaps in the lines torn by the heavy cavalry, these light cavalry known for their speed and agility can weave back and forth through the crowd, and they are the executioners of life in the chaos of the battlefield.

Among the cavalry of the brigade, there was a man whose armor was obviously more ornate, and the faint reflection of the jewels on his body could also show the identity of these people, who were either rich or noble.

Logically speaking, the battlefield is not a suitable place for nobles after all, and the enemy will not hesitate to swing the machete because you are a nobleman.

Therefore, most of these nobles wore leather armor and light armor, and the inside was woven with gold wire, which was both light and tough. The reason why I wear it like this is just to better protect my name on the battlefield.

And among this group of people, one of them was obviously different from the people around him, he was actually wearing a heavy plate armor, which seemed to be a deliberately thickened style.

When several people around him looked at him intentionally or unintentionally, there was obvious respect in their eyes, and there was also a faint sense of fear.

He was the battlefield commander of this attack, the lion of the French Empire---- Field Marshal Rausch Tyrande.

On the borders of France, the name Rausch Tyrande may not be well known, but when it comes to the lion of the Empire, it can be said that almost everyone knows it.

Marshal Rausch Tyrande was so brilliant that he was the first to lead the battle in battle, leading his heavy cavalry in heavy armor to break down the opponent's defenses in a single charge.

At the same time, his temper is impressive, as violent as an active volcano that can erupt at any moment.

At this moment, Marshal Rausch Tyrande's adjutant trembled like a sheep standing next to a lion, and said cautiously: "Yuan, marshal, this time in order to increase the speed of the march, we only led the cavalry team to go deep alone, is it a bit too risky. ”

The marshal was nearly forty years old, with an unadorned beard as rough as autumn weeds, and a scar on the left side of his face about three inches long that extended to the corner of his eye. As he spoke, the scar crawled on the marshal's face like a huge centipede, looking extremely hideous.

"Haha, little guy of the Eric family, as a warrior, you still lack some bravery." The marshal smiled, then pointed ahead and continued: "Do you know what is ahead? ”

The adjutant didn't understand what Marshal Tyrande meant, so he had to say cautiously: "Marshal, in front is the southern foothills of Sudeland, and behind is Kasselburg, the western gate of the Holy Roman Empire. ”

"That's right, the current Holy Roman Empire is like a delicate girl in the prime of life. And this Kassel pot is the last fig leaf on her body. The marshal stretched out his big hand to the front and shook it in a deep voice: "As long as we use a little force to tear through this last line of defense, the sword of the French Empire will be able to drive straight into their hinterland." ”

As he spoke, the marshal looked back at the adjutant with a smile and said, "You say, at this time, whether as a soldier or as a man, can you say no?" ”

After the marshal's joke came out, several surrounding nobles showed a knowing smile, and the adjutant was also busy nodding and saying yes, it was not good to say anything.

The cavalry of the brigade was still moving slowly, when a spy rode quickly from the front of the group, and in a blink of an eye, he bypassed the heavy cavalry brigade and rushed in front of the marshal.

"Report to the marshal, the front is the forward line of the Holy Roman Empire's army, and our heavy cavalry has reached the charging distance and can start charging."

Marshal Tyrande still had a relaxed expression and asked casually: "Oh, who is the other party's commander?" What is the allocation of military forces? ”

"According to the report, the commander is General Eugen, and the garrison is mainly composed of pikemen and archers, with a total of about eight hundred, and a small number of light cavalry, the number is not more than a hundred, and it is not known whether there are hidden troops." France casually spies a few words, but he shook out all the troops under Eugen's hands.

Hearing that the other party's coach was Eugen, Marshal Tyrande was stunned for a moment, and asked with some suspicion: "Eugen?" Could it be the Prince Eugen? Marshal Tyrande asked, naturally, because he was jealous of that Prince Eugen.

"No, it's an Eugen general of the Habsburg branch, the younger brother of the enemy general you lost in your last battle."

"Oh, that's right." After listening to the spies' report, Marshal Tyrande turned around and laughed and said, "Hahaha, little guy of the Eric family, do you have anything else to worry about now?" ”

The adjutant also smiled, since there was a little-known hairy boy on the other side, there was really nothing to worry about, although Marshal Tyrande was reckless, his strength was still undoubted.

"After the order, we don't have to repair anymore, and when the hoplites and light cavalry reach the charging distance, they will directly start to charge, tearing apart the opponent's defense line in one wave. The faster we rush, the less preparation the other side can do. ”

With that, Tyrande rode forward, and he was to stand at the front of the hoplite knights, where he was when the whole team charged.

When the knights saw Marshal Tyrande's bright silver armor, they knew it was time to charge, and they didn't hesitate to charge.

After the order to prepare for battle was issued, the momentum of the entire team vaguely changed, and a solemn murderous aura hovered over the team, like the last calm before the storm.

"Report~ Your Excellency, the vanguard of the French army is already about to charge!" A spy with the emblem of the Holy Roman Empire on his body crawled in front of Eugen and said with a panicked expression.

I can't blame this spy for not paying attention to the image, the main reason is that the power of the French hoplites is too scary, and anyone who sees a large number of heavily armed knights slowly advancing over will have a lot of pressure in their hearts.

It's also rare that after he detects the enemy's heavy knights, he can hurry up and come back to report the situation.

Eugen had just come out of the camp on horseback when he heard such bad news, and most of the courage he had just gathered was scared away.

"Yes...... How many. Eugen asked the question in a trembling voice.

"There are about three hundred or so, and there are more light cavalry behind them, so I don't see it clearly." The spies' voices grew quieter and quieter, and then they were almost imperceptible, as if they were afraid that they would scare Eugen if they said too loudly.

But there is no difference, when Eugen heard about the three hundred heavy cavalry, he felt that there was no difference whether there was one behind or not, and it was almost impossible to defeat anyway.

Even if he wasn't a person of this era, Eugen had heard of the name of the heavy cavalry, which was like a land tank in this era of cold weapons.

Look at your own side, they are all infantry that can't withstand the collision of heavy cavalry, and the barrier built by the camp relying on the terrain doesn't seem to have much defense, so it is the opponent's heavy cavalry that overwhelms the line, and it is estimated that you can only be slaughtered by others.

Despite his fear, Eugen forced himself to calm down and began to carefully examine the situation of his own army, while searching his mind for what little military knowledge he had, looking for a way out of the crisis.

"Damn, you're going to have to keep it for me today anyway." While scolding in my heart, I quickly thought about countermeasures.

Eugen's eyes lit up when he saw the spears in front of the camp, and it was an effective tactic to use spears against heavy cavalry charges. It's just that the number of pikemen is still a little insufficient, and against almost the same number of cavalry, it is still impossible to avoid being overwhelmed by the opponent.

Then there are nearly two hundred archers, who are said to be archers, but they are actually a mixture of flintlock pistols and bows and arrows. In this era, the shooting accuracy of flintlock pistols was too low, and the shooting efficiency was not comparable to that of bows and arrows, so bows and arrows had not yet retired from the stage.

When he saw the nearly 100 light cavalry on the right side of the archer, Eugen had a flash of inspiration in his mind, and his body was agitated, and he said excitedly: "Yes, I can do this!" ”