The battle loss ratio has reached such a terrible level, but the morale of the robbers has not weakened much, and there is only one reason, that is, they have no way to retreat.

From crossing thousands of miles to this place, they have already embarked on a road of no return. If Eugen is caught, they may be able to return to their territory safely under the shadow of the Kingdom of Saxony.

Otherwise, their only end is death.

Once the Kingdom of Saxony is no longer sheltering them, they can only be like street rats, and all the nobles have the honor of killing the robbers, and there is no reason to spare them.

Therefore, seeing a large number of their own people dying at this moment, these robbers rushed towards Eugen's front like crazy with red eyes.

Blackbeard also came to his senses at this moment, let out a furious roar again, and rode his war horse directly towards the low hill where Eugen was.

He had already seen that this low mountain was the only flaw in the Eugen front, and although there was a terrible powder keg there, but now that the powder keg had been let go once, there was nothing to be afraid of.

The remaining robbers also learned wisely, and they all scattered among themselves, no longer rushing headlessly, but began to look for flaws in the escort line, waiting for an opportunity to attack.

Among the bandits, Blackbeard was a man of great bravery, carrying a giant meniscus with a blade of one and a half meters long, and the handle of the knife was half a meter long.

The knife was one and a half times the size of a regular meniscus, and the scimitar made of fine iron weighed an equally impressive twenty-seven pounds.

Blackbeard wields this broadsword very freely, and when he charges and slashes on horseback, it has extremely terrifying lethality.

One of them raised his wooden shield to fend off Blackbeard's attack, but the giant meniscus cut off the wooden shield and beheaded the soldier hiding behind.

Eugen looked gloomily at Blackbeard, who left dashing after killing a person, and was a little surprised in his heart. This Blackbeard can dominate Saxony, and indeed has some unique features, and his bravery is not inferior to the original French Empire famous general Rausch Tyrande.

On the other side, the remaining bandits, under the leadership of Mosto, gradually formed a large circle around the line of the escort team, which slowly rotated like a typhoon, and the escort team was in the eye of the typhoon.

This is exactly the same as when the bandit troops attacked Corleone's team, and the bandit troops used this position to make the most of their mobility.

Don't look at the typhoon's eye of the storm for a while, wait until the edge is closer, and then you can really feel the terrifying power.

And this time, Eugen didn't have any reinforcements. When Corleone left Heidelberg, he feared the danger of coming to find Eugen on this trip, so he left the strong man Owen with Heidelberg, the rector of the University of Heidelberg.

The strong man Owen has good ability and a good personality, but he is from the countryside and has not received a systematic education. With a large number of Heidelberg masters and a well-known institution like the University of Heidelberg, it is a good place for Owen to study.

But now, Corleone misses that honest strong man a little, if Owen is here, if nothing else, he can be much less worried if he orders Owen to protect Ogen's safety.

Thinking of Owen, Corleone looked at Mosto, the bandits, and he couldn't forget the last time the damn white-eyed bandit hunted him.

At the same time, he also saw that it was not easy for the bandit team to form a formation, and one of the important support points was that Mosto, and it was under the command of Mosto that the bandits in this whirlwind formation could be so unified.

This white-eyed Mosto, known as the brainchild of the Blackbeard bandits, is embodied here.

The whirlwind tightened the defense line more and more, and soon a small corner tentatively touched the front line, and more than a dozen robbers swept past the front line of the cart with a smoke, and raised the scimitar in their hands to slash at the car formation.

Seeing an opportunity, an inexperienced escort infantryman suddenly stretched out his sword and stabbed the robber closest to him, only to see that his sword was only half-pierced, and a scimitar came from behind him and picked him away.

Then another scimitar slashed off his arm, then another, slashing at his shoulder blade, and the last slash swept through his left ear to his face, and with a snort almost half of his face was shaved off.

The whole process was less than three seconds, and the blood was scattered into the air like a red gauze, and the soldiers who didn't know the depth had already died.

At this moment, the entire escort team was shocked, and everyone hurriedly shrank behind the front line, not daring to lean out again.

The whirlwind on the bandits' side still did not stop, and if they could not cut people, they would cut their blades on the wooden carts, which were not standard chariots, and the sturdiness could only be said to be unsatisfactory.

It's fine to be used as a temporary defense, but as time goes by, once the cart is cut down by the robbers, the situation will become extremely critical, and it may even be slowly worn down by the robbers.

Thinking of this, Corleone stared at Mosto, who was commanding in the bandit team, if the opponent's formation was like a huge millstone, then Mosto could be said to be the support point in the center of this millstone, once Mosto was killed, the formation would immediately become unstable.

When that time comes, it will be more advantageous for them to find a way to introduce the battle into the melee.

Just talking about intentions, Corleone just racked his brains, and couldn't figure out how to kill that Mosto without a long-range attack.

Poof, ah!

One of the soldiers of the escort team was hacked to death by the robbers, but he did not die in vain, at least he killed one of the robbers on his back before he died.

Just when Corleone had a headache, Eugen walked down the low hill, came to Corleone's side and whispered, "Corleone, we must kill the guy who commanded the robbers, otherwise our situation will be dangerous." ”

Hearing that Eugen had the same thoughts as himself, Corleone nodded, and then said with a bitter face: "I think so too, but my lord, I really can't think of how to kill him." ”

As he spoke, he turned to look at Eugen to hear what Eugen could do.

Eugen thought for a moment and whispered, "Corleone, if I give you half a minute to lead a team to kill that guy and then come back alive, can you do it?" ”

Corleone's expression was stunned when he heard this, and he said: "No problem, my lord, just say it, what do you want me to do, I will definitely complete the task you have assigned." ”