"Intelligence has confirmed that after checking the outfits and clothing of those centaurs, we have determined that they are centaurs of the Kalmyk centaur tribe, their tribe is almost everywhere west of the Ural Mountains, and their Great Khan is Ayujie, if necessary, they can mobilize all the centaur tribes in the steppe to form a large army of 100,000 men."

Randy nodded, and the name of the region in Kalmykia seemed familiar.

"Kalmyk Kalmak, Kermyk Turgot, Oirat......"

"If it's really that Oirat, it's no wonder that there is such combat effectiveness, and it looks like the strength of the opponent should be re-evaluated."

While Randy was thinking like this, Artoria, who had set out three days earlier, was now facing off against the Cumans of the steppe and the centaurs of Oirats on the outskirts of Moscow.

It was February 21, 1105 A.D., and the weather was clear and the air was fresh.

Along the way, the Celtic army has been attacked by several rounds of light cavalry, and the Norman hussars and Celtic light cavalry on the periphery are loaming to form a mobile defensive line, and in the eyes of the naturally wolfish Cuman light cavalry, like a sieve, dozens of small groups of cavalry often bypass the patrol, rush towards the main force, shoot indiscriminately before people have time to react, and then march away.

After several times, although the number of losses of Celtic Julie's troops was small, but the blow to morale was quite serious, Artoria ordered the army to be stopped and regrouped, and the formation of British longbowmen and hoplites was dispersed and arranged around the army, and the rest of the troops were concentrated in the center of the army, and when the opposing nomadic light cavalry arrived, the longbowmen would shoot and kill them.

Such a formation is indeed an effective formation for the nomadic cavalry, but when changing the formation, the Celtic army is difficult to ensure that there is no confusion, a small group of nomadic cavalry after receiving such news, immediately reported to their leader, several Cuman tribe leaders immediately realized that this is a golden opportunity, the nomads dare to think and dare to do, immediately issued an attack order, nearly 20,000 Cuman cavalry with a similar number of centaurs attacked from the east, effortlessly killed several waves of hussars, and rushed towards the main Celtic force.

"I'm waiting for you!"

Artoria sneered secretly, the seemingly chaotic formation instantly divided into two roads, 1,500 British heavy cavalry rushed out, held high the cavalry lances to form a three-row array, and rushed towards the nomadic light cavalry, this is Artoria's calculation, deliberately showing the enemy weakness, disrupting his own formation and deliberately letting the enemy see, reserving heavy cavalry as a means of counterattack, the other side is a lightly armed nomadic cavalry, whether it is the impact or defense, it is not the opponent of the Celts, plus the two wings obey Artoria's orders, The 3rd Hussar Regiment, which had already galloped back to help, was surrounded on three sides, and it was bound to give the other side a profound and unforgettable lesson.

The Celtic formation changed again, from a defensive formation to a phalanx, with the shield wall in front, the archers behind, the two-handed swordsmen holding the wings, and the longbow rain leaning against the nomadic cavalry.

The method is correct, the tactics are also correct, but it's a pity that the opponent chose the wrong one!

The nomads and centaurs were not surprised, and the resilient children of the steppe cheered, ignoring the hussars whose wings were closing together, and ignoring their companions who had been killed by the recurve compound bows on both wings, and charged towards the Celtic hoplites like the most terrible sandstorm in the steppe.

Artoria looked at such a scene, the pupils in her eyes instantly shrank like the tip of a needle, and she secretly exclaimed in her heart: "I'm afraid this group of guys is even more difficult to deal with than those nomads who have experienced before." ”

The Norman hussars, under the command of General Joseph, rushed the two wings of the opposing side, and the hussars slashed and slashed with their swords, whether they were centaurs or vagrants, and all the stubbles were killed when they encountered this kind of hard stubble.

South!

The hussars rushing from the opponent's left hand are better, the direction they face is usually shielded except for the left-handed, even if there is a chance to resist, they can only do the blocking action, the centaur on the right hand side reacts quickly and swings the scimitar in his hand again and again, and the huge force can hack the horse under the hussar's crotch to death at once.

Such a situation was not uncommon, and at that time, the Norman hussars suffered heavy losses, and Artoria saw it in her eyes and secretly cursed in her heart: "Damn evil beast! ”

Although Randy had mentioned this creature, Artoria was only skeptical at the time, and after actually fighting the centaur today, she had no worries, and the power of this centaur was even a few points stronger than Randy's description, even if it was the strongest cavalry class.

At this moment, the battlefield is full of waves, the first array of Celtic heavy cavalry in front of it, it seems that it is about to collide with the coalition of nomads and centaurs, and the enemy coalition army will suffer heavy losses after a few rounds of arrow rain because of the British archers, which will vent their anger on these heavy cavalry, and the centaurs and nomadic cavalry opened their bows and arrows, and shot at the heavy cavalry on the opposite side with a crackling of arrows.

However, the Celtic heavy cavalry, including men and horses, all wore plate chain composite armor, and the arrows of the nomads and centaurs were not special armor-piercing cones, so this round of salvo only heard a crackling sound, which was the sound of arrows hitting the plate chain composite armor, and the Celtic heavy cavalry almost did no damage.

"The enemy is heavily armoured, don't use bows and arrows, charge!" Several centaurs who looked like leaders shouted, and the centaurs around them responded with a bang, especially the centaurs with spears, but they accelerated like Celtic heavy cavalry charging with spears.

"Is the centaur's ability to charge as strong as the legend says?"

Artoria held the telescope in one hand and the sword of victory and contract in the other, watching the rushing centaurs muttering to herself, and as soon as the guards knights around her raised her back hand, the Celtic array suddenly became tighter, and the heavy spearmen one by one, overlapping the edges of the shields in their hands to form a fishscale formation, forming a formation that was more inclined to defense.

Unlike the Minotaur, which is full of savage fear and violence, the centaur is fierce, brave, and wild, although it also impresses people, but this impression is positive, as it is now, when the combat power of the centaur is fully detected, Artoria was slightly shocked, watching these centaur warriors wearing rudimentary armor, or even some completely unarmoured, naked in the ice and snow, with guns in both hands, colliding with her carefully cultivated Celtic heavy cavalry, In the end, it created a lose-lose situation.

The impact and lethality of the centaurs are not inferior to the heavy cavalry at all, and it can even be said that when they charge as a whole, they are more powerful than the attack power of the heavy cavalry.

But there is no defense in front of the riding gun! This so-called high HP and high defense are all meaningless for a one-hit cavalry charge.

When the centaurs and hoplites collided together, they were all doomed.

The cavalry spears of the hoplites pierced the chest of the centaurs, causing severe fatal wounds, while the spears of the centaurs were more accurate, often able to pierce the necks and even heads of the heavy cavalry, completely destroying these vital organs, so although they were all killed, the centaurs could actually live longer than the heavy cavalry.

"With the same speed as the light cavalry and the same impact as the heavy cavalry, it's really a pretty tricky class!" Artoria looked at the battlefield with a telescope and sighed after seeing the encounter between the heavy cavalry and the centaurs of the first array.

After the first round of attacks, the remaining first array of heavy cavalry and the second column of heavy cavalry, charging again to the gap, effectively killing and wounding the enemy's heavy cavalry in large quantities, changing to battle axes and starting hand-to-hand combat with the opponent, almost a copy of the previous fight against the Eastern European steppe nomadic cavalry, when fighting with the Cuman light cavalry, the scimitars in the hands of those Cuman light cavalry could not cause damage to the Celtic heavy cavalry at all, but in the battle with the centaurs, the situation was completely different.

The centaur holding a two-handed battle axe attacked, the terrifying brute force could easily penetrate the heavy cavalry's plate chain composite armor, this huge force can also overturn the cavalry, and the war horse under his crotch at the same time, in fact, they did this, Artoria saw a skilled knight holding a battle axe to attack continuously, cutting off the spear shaft of the opposite centaur, but before he could take advantage of the victory to pursue, the mad centaur dropped the half of the spear shaft in his hand, bent down and held the front hooves of the knight's crotch with both hands, Forcefully overturned hundreds of kilograms of knights, even men and horses.

"It's so brave, no wonder Randy is obsessed with centaurs!"

Because of the brave performance of the centaurs, the Celtic heavy cavalry could not take advantage of it at all, seeing that this group of troops was quickly consumed on the battlefield, Artoria was very sad, and immediately ordered the heavy cavalry to retreat and return to the army to rest, the difference between the professional troops and the feudal conscription troops is here, if it is a feudal knight, they only have two results after charging, either crush the opponent, or be defeated by the opponent to collapse, and there will never be such a thing as an independent retreat.

However, Norman and Britain, who were the first to complete the reform of the professionalization of the army, this situation was very common, and after hearing the sound of two short and one short and two long horns, each hundred of heavy cavalry left the first squad behind the palace, and immediately turned the horse's head and retreated to their own camp.

"It's very organized!"

One of the centaurs in the array is different, neatly dressed, wearing a plate chain composite armor that is closer to the Western style, and the whole body even gives people an elegant feeling that the centaur said this, so it feels strange that in a centaur cluster known for its roughness and savagery, such an individual would appear.

But that's the way it is, from the helmet he was wearing, faintly visible, his golden hair and a pair of blue eyes that looked like they had been through vicissitudes, he was the Khan of the strongest tribe in the whole Oirat, the whole Kalmykia, Ayujie!

The one with the most power, status, and reputation among centaurs!

It is said that he traveled to the Eastern Roman Empire in his early years to study, and after returning to his hometown, he accumulated a lot of qualifications, coupled with his own royal blood, and soon became the upper echelon of the Kalmyk tribe, and finally set off a rebellion, killed the previous khan, and established himself as a khan, and after decades of conquest, he unified the entire Kalmykia, with sharp soldiers, and forced the centaurs of the entire Oirat to obey him. It's definitely a generation of heroes.

It's a pity that this hero has a big regret, after years of hard work, he only gave birth to a daughter, and his son didn't even see a single horse hair, which made a group of centaur tribes who couldn't stand Ayujie's high-pressure rule, but didn't dare to betray him, secretly snickered:

"Look, wait for you old immortal to die......"

Ayujie Khan is very distressed, if there is no son, then he can only retreat, to have a capable son-in-law, but a good son-in-law will not fall from the sky, you have to find it yourself, the centaur tribe said more and more, there are hundreds of thousands of tents, Ayujie Khan also found a few young talents who are said to be good, but not only his arrogant daughter can't look down, even he can't look down on himself.

With this in mind, Ayuj Khan and the Cumans invaded the continent westward, hoping to find a young talent in the midst of the war, and at the same time let the centaur tribes who secretly opposed his rule die a little more.

The centaurs did not participate in the previous siege battles, and it was too difficult for them to ask these four-legged guys to climb ladders, so more than 60,000 centaur warriors were scattered around Moscow, burning and looting while also being responsible for monitoring the surroundings.

Ayujie Khan stood on a high ground and looked into the distance, watching his coalition army and the Celtic army fighting fiercely, those nomads were so weak against the opponent's light cavalry or heavy cavalry, and his own centaurs, although much better, still suffered frightening casualties.

"This is not Moscow's army, that red dragon flag...... Is it Celtic? And the half-phoenix flag, which was supposed to be Norman. ”

Ayujie Khan, who attaches great importance to intelligence gathering, quickly saw the way of the opponent, looked at the shields lined up, couldn't help frowning, obviously a little worried, the nomads and centaurs who were on the front line at the moment did not have the mind of Ayujie Khan, when they saw those terrifying heavy cavalry being driven away, these people burst into cheers, and the simple-minded low-level soldiers also had an account book in their hearts.

Cavalry > infantry

Heavy cavalry > light cavalry

They have crushed the enemy's most elite heavy cavalry, so won't the rest of the infantry be captured?

Guided by this idea, which is not known whether it is wrong or right, the nomads and centaurs charge against the shield wall formed by the Celtic heavy contradictory hands.

"All defense!"

"Maintain the front!"

"Steady! Gather with your comrades! ”

The Celtic centrifers in the front row shouted loudly to boost the morale of the soldiers.

Behind these heavily armed contradictory hands, the longbow centurions likewise shouted:

"Shoot! Shoot! Don't skimp on your arrows, use up all the arrows in your quiver, and kill all these enemies. ”

Ayujie Khan on the hill was silent, watching the half-phoenix banner and red dragon banner fluttering in the wind in the opponent's array, the shield spear forest in front stood upright, the heavy infantry in heavy armor formed a great wall of steel next to the comrades on the left and right, and the longbowmen and arrows in the rear rained down, in the center of such a deep array, hundreds of guard knights guarded their Royal Highness the Empress, the controller of the Kingdom of Britain, one of the monarchs of the European powers, Queen Artoria!

"Enemy of Humanity!"

With the words of Ayujie Khan, the storm composed of nomads and centaurs slammed into the Celtic shield wall, the strong shield and sharp spear, one attack and one defense of the two divine weapons suddenly sparked a dazzling fire, illuminating the entire medieval battlefield, the result was that the centaur lancers were extremely difficult, but extremely resolute to break the first line of defense of the Celts.

(End of chapter)