Chapter 318: Being beaten and autistic

So saying, he rode down the hill on black gold, chasing the Prussian soldiers who fled in panic.

Alan rushed out after Eugen, and a thousand cavalry rushed down the hill, the descent was faster than the uphill, and the descent was the plain, and the infantry could not outrun the cavalry.

This time, Eugen's team really raised the butcher's knife.

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Before the gunshots rang out, Kyiros realized that something was wrong, and the cold rain poured on him gradually calmed him down, and then he suddenly realized one thing, that is, what the other party was doing this.

If it had to be said that the other side sent out cavalry to disturb their rest, then it made sense, but what if it wasn't?

As soon as he thought about it, a cold sweat broke out of Kylos's head, and he suddenly felt that it might not be a good choice to attack rashly like this.

But looking back, after all, their own army is dominated by infantry, and in all battlefields, infantry is a relatively versatile type of troops, even if the other side has any ambushes, with tens of thousands of infantry legions, they are not without the power to fight.

Thinking of this, Kylos was somewhat relieved, and then a dense burst of gunfire rang out from the hillside ahead.

The moment he heard these gunshots, Kylos was stunned, and he suddenly felt that these gunshots seemed a little familiar.

"Damn, it's those ambushes in the siege of Vienna, it's those three thousand musketeers, how is it possible! How could they run so fast! ”

Kylos roared angrily, he couldn't comprehend what was happening in front of his eyes, there were so many doubts that he couldn't find a reasonable logic based on his current knowledge.

"How could they run from the east side of the Vienna wall to the hillside behind us in such a quick time!? What kind of muskets are they holding in their hands, how can they shoot on a rainy day!? Kylos snarled as he asked the two soldiers beside him.

He took two steps forward, put his hands on the shoulders of a soldier and shook violently, and at the same time exclaimed unwillingly: "Ah! Tell me! How exactly do they do it? Tell me! ”

The soldier was dizzy from his shaking head, but he was trembling and did not dare to refute, so he could only say in a low voice: "I, I don't know." ”

Naturally, it was impossible for them to know that all the new muskets equipped by the Long Xiang Army would not affect their use at all in rainy weather, and as for the superb mobility ability, it was because Eugen equipped every soldier of the Long Xiang Army with a war horse.

"Rubbish!" Kylos screamed, threw the soldier to the ground, and then angrily walked off the lookout and toward his tent.

"Tell the other generals that don't bother me about the next things, they will handle it all by themselves, I have only one request, all the Prussian legions will defend the barracks and never attack in the rain again!"

With one last order, Kylos returned to his tent, and the two sentries who remained on the lookout looked at each other, but could not say a word.

Eugen's cavalry rushed down the hill, chased after him for a thousand meters or so, and then turned around and retreated.

The Prussian soldiers fled back in a panic, and all of them poured into the camp before they began to reorganize their formations.

In the end, it was calculated that among the 10,000 troops who attacked, only 7,000 people escaped, and in just about half an hour, they lost more than 3,000 people.

Among these three thousand, there is even a legion commander, the commander of the thousand-man legion is not ordinary, that person is also a member of the Hohenzollern family, and he is a baron himself, with the blood of nobility in his veins.

But I didn't expect to die in an inexplicable scuffle.

The death of a baron, in ordinary times, would have caused a great shock, but in such a time of war, it would seem uneventful, and Kylos did not bother to ask about it.

Of course, Kylos didn't bother with anything else, he went back to the bedroom and didn't see anyone, and the successive failures had made him almost shut up.

The various military decisions of the Prussian regiment had to be dealt with by several high-ranking generals, and the remaining 7,000 soldiers were reorganized and continued to hold on the left and right flanks of the battalion.

The strength of the entire Prussian regiment was again weakened by a few points.

The morale of the soldiers has also fallen to the bottom, and if this continues, there is even a possibility of desertion.

For these, several generals are at a loss, and they have no good way, they can only wait for the rainstorm to stop, turn around and capture Vienna in one fell swoop, and when that time comes, the previous efforts are worth it.

On the other hand, the Duke of Billund was also aware of what was happening in the Prussian camp, and as an ally, instead of sending troops to help, he had a little schadenfreude.

After all, in the previous siege battle, Duke Billund was miserable by Prussia, and now he saw that the Prussian army was deflated, and he was naturally a little happy in his heart.

It's just that at the moment, after all, the two sides are grasshoppers on a rope, and Duke Billon can still distinguish which is more important, so he also ordered his cavalry to be ready, and once anyone attacks the Prussian barracks, he will immediately lead his troops to rush out and kill the other party.

In addition, the gunfire on the eastern hillside also attracted the attention of Duke Billund.

The dense gunfire, coupled with the fact that he was not afraid of rain, made Duke Billund faintly sound some of the information he had learned before.

He has a rough personality, and has never been interested in soft and textual things like intelligence, and most of the time he just listens to a few words from his subordinates and simply forgets about them.

On one occasion, however, he was brought to his attention by a piece of information from the region of Lyber, which was delivered in conjunction with the defeat of Viscount Tariq, and mentioned that in the city of Eugen's Lybour, a musket of a strange standard suddenly appeared, which was extremely powerful and could cause terrible damage in a short time.

It's a pity that Duke Billund only learned about it casually, because of Tariq's defeat at that time, he was in extreme anger, and everything Tariq said was used as an excuse by him, so he didn't get to know the so-called powerful musket in depth.

However, at this moment, seeing the terrible blow to the Prussian legion, and then linking the cause and effect, Duke Billund suddenly understood.

"Eugen!" In the tent, Duke Billon gritted his teeth and whispered, with a cold killing intent in his eyes.