After solving Corleone's affairs, it was almost noon, and Eugen's stomach gurgled, and by this time, he was really feeling a little hungry.

"Hey, God? Angel? I'm such a genius that I didn't expect to fool him. The more Eugen thought about it, the more happy he became, and he couldn't help humming a little tune, and according to his impression the landlord, he swaggered down the city wall and walked towards the restaurant where he had lunch.

"Alas, even if you are a god, you have to eat, and the mortal body is a problem." Eugen pretended to be addicted, and said with a smile as he walked.

The dust settled, Corleone's matter was easily settled by Eugen, and no one in the team raised any questions, and now everyone in Lybor City has a blind trust in Eugen, believing that whatever Eugen does, he has his own reasons, and in the end the facts will prove to be right.

After lunch and a short nap, the Saxon army came to the rescue.

Tarik sat in command in the rear, and the sturdy Saxon spear, the black bear-like knight, rode on a hybrid mutant horse that was larger than an ordinary war horse, and the bearer rushed over with a furious momentum.

A group of wolf-like Saxon cavalry followed behind the Black Bear Knight, everyone shouting frantically, as if they had some kind of perverted desire for killing, like a wolf with a bloodthirsty thirst.

This is the soldier of the 'Wolf Lord' Tariq, fierce, bloodthirsty, and strong, and the weaker army will naturally have some timidity in the face of such ordinary soldiers.

It's just that Long Xiangjun obviously does not belong to the ranks of 'ordinary soldiers'.

Looking at the Saxon cavalry that rushed straight over, the soldiers of the Dragon Cavalry even had a faint feeling of excitement, this was simply their best opportunity to practice their guns, and the Saxon cavalry on the opposite side was completely a live target.

On the outermost part of the new city, one hundred and twenty soldiers of the Longxiang Army stood in a neat row, and a small box was placed next to each of them, and fifty rounds of ammunition were neatly stacked in the box.

A total of 3,000 rounds of ammunition sounds like a lot, but if you start firing, it only takes about five minutes to fire them all.

Spears were set up on a makeshift line of defenses, and in front of them was a vast plain with little shelter, and the Saxon cavalry was still thousands of meters away, but Simon seemed to have foreseen their death.

As the commander of the Dragon Army, Simon is standing at the forefront of the defensive line, and he will need to fire the first shot in the next battle, and after the shooting, he will also command the troops to retreat.

There are five more lines behind such a line of defense, the last of which is the wall of the old city.

With the help of these six lines of defense, they will deal the heaviest blow to the Saxon soldiers and Tariq, and only when they are wounded and crippled can the next battle be easier.

In this battle, it can be said that all the pressure is on the body of the Long Xiang Army, and this is also the first real large-scale battle of the Long Xiang Army, and they must give full play to their due strength.

Can't fail!

This is the admonition that Eugen gave them before the expedition, this is a chance to show their prestige, and it is also the only chance, once they fail, the city of Lebor is broken, Eugen is captured, and there will be no more dragon armies in the world.

Thinking of this, Simon felt a huge pressure in his heart, everyone on the battlefield seemed to be talking and laughing very easily, but in fact, it seemed that there was a tight string hanging in everyone's hearts.

This string must not be broken, it can only be constantly tightened, tightened, and if you want to relax, you can only find an opening to vent.

This opening is the muzzle of the new musket in their hands.

The Saxon cavalry crossed a large plain and approached the edge of the new town, five thousand, four thousand, three thousand......

Finally, the Saxon cavalry approached within a thousand meters.

There were two thousand cavalry, of which eight hundred were heavy cavalry, and the rest were all light cavalry.

The cavalry looked like a flood of waves, and the sight was completely white waves, blending with the white sky behind them, like a flood slanting down from the sky.

After the change of commander, Tariq's soldiers seemed to have changed their momentum, becoming more courageous and threatening.

Finally, the forward of the Saxon cavalry rushed into a distance of seven hundred meters, and at this distance, the soldiers of the Longxiang Army could clearly see those white figures, and the soldiers of Saxony could also see the rough defense line in front of them, and their faces also showed mocking smiles.

"Hehe, such a line of defense, we can break through it all with a wave of charge."

With this belief, the Saxon cavalry frantically swung their whips to increase their speed to the extreme, as if they could no longer bear it, and could not wait to taste the taste of victory.

Simon slowly pressed his face to the handle of the gun and began to aim, gripping the barrel of the gun with both hands like iron tongs, feeling the unique, belonging to the touch of the gun.

The spear of Saxony, the Black Bear Knight rushed to the forefront, holding a spear in his hand, raising it high and pointing diagonally at the front line, opening his mouth to let out the most violent roar, which seemed to be able to penetrate the body and hit the heart of the enemy.

Bang! A bang.

A crisp bang sounded on the battlefield, this sound was not violent, but it seemed to be the first note played before the concert began, and it was very clear to everyone's ears.

The Black Bear Knight's horse was still running forward, but his roar was in his throat, and he couldn't rush out again.

On the contrary, streams of blood-colored foam began to overflow from his mouth, like a fountain that could not be stopped, and the spear in the hand of the black bear knight hung down weakly, and he slowly looked down at his chest, only to see that the hard breastplate made of steel, which was a finger thick, had a hole in the thickness of a finger.

Wisps of red liquid were spurting out from there, and it took two seconds for the Black Bear Knight to react, it was the blood in his heart.

The strength of his body was withdrawn like flowing water, and as soon as the black bear knight's eyes darkened, the whole person fell from his horse to the ground, and the meaning of sinking seemed to shake the ground slightly.

However, it was the body of the Saxon cavalry behind that shook even more violently, they could hardly believe their eyes, they never thought that the black bear knight would be so fragile and fall down as easily as paper.

At this very moment, on this dull and humble battlefield, the spear of Saxony, so easily, was broken!