Chapter 285: A Past Era
No matter what era the army is, when they first see the European-style canned cavalry, they will be a little frightened from the heart, that kind of overwhelming momentum, that kind of irresistible fear, after all, outside of Europe, there has never been such an ultimate weapon in the era of cold weapons on the battlefield in any other region.
This fear has nothing to do with courage or training, for it is not the experience of the soldiers themselves, but more of an innate instinct in the body.
This instinct has been engraved in the genes of the human body since hundreds of millions of years ago, it transcends the reason of the soldiers themselves, beyond the control of the human body over itself, and whenever human beings face their own irresistible danger, they will stand up and fill your brain, take over everything from you, just like now, when the soldiers are watching the black pressure on the battlefield and the majesty of a heavily armored knight, like a steel wall crushing towards them.
The Japanese army under the leadership of Wang De was now facing this fear, and on the north side of their formation, the sound of hooves rumbled and overwhelmed the sky, and the hooves of the heavy cavalry beat like thunder on the hearts of all people. The soldiers who were holding the Japanese could not see the enemy on the opposite side, but could only see the tall horses on the opposite side, all black.
It feels like you're not facing humans, but a group of enemies that you can't defeat at all!
The throat is tight, and the fear is so intense that it is almost impossible to breathe!
Rao is high-ranking officers such as Wang Degong had received intelligence information about the Byzantine army, but they did not expect that this ancient branch of the army, which was almost extinct on the battlefield, would have such a power when it really appeared on the battlefield at this moment.
Originally, they were still making fun of the Byzantines for putting this ancient army on the battlefield.
The Knights Hospitaller from Malta, an ancient military organization that has been passed down for centuries, joins the war.
And it's on the most suitable flat terrain, launch a frontal charge!
Almost to the limit of the power of the Heavy Rider!
Stanton clenched the cavalry gun in his hand on the horse that was running at high speed, and he almost wanted to open his mouth and howl in excitement, he did not expect that the enemy on the battlefield would be so stupid as to give the hoplite a chance to charge.
The time of knighthood has passed?
No, the great Knights Hospitaller will be here, right here to justify the great knights!
In Europe, musketeers on horseback were called dragoons.
But Stanton and they, here they will prove that the truly great knights can charge the dragon.
The age of knights never goes out of style.
The process of charging was only a few tens of seconds, but at this time, the feeling of people on the battlefield seemed to be several hours. Excitement, fear, heavy breathing, fiery breath spewed out.
At this time, the entire battlefield, west, north, south, all the people were paying attention to this charge of the Hospitallers.
This charge was the key to this encounter.
Whether the Byzantines can break the military formation of the Japanese army, whether they can charge into the hinterland of the Japanese army, wreak havoc, ravage, and stir up the Japanese army formation, and whether the Byzantines can brave the rain of bullets and slaughter the Tianzhu people in the three-sided battlefield attack behind depends on the charge of the knights.
This was a means taken by the Byzantines in the face of pure musketeers like the Japanese army.
The knights of the Knights were halfway through the charge, but the soldiers under Wang Degong had gradually recovered from the shock just now, their stiff hands could finally begin to be controlled, and their blank brains began to accept orders:
"Steady, steady!"
In the Japanese military formation, each of them patrolled back and forth in their own military formation, and when they saw a sluggish and numb guy, they went up and gave a stick to it, and the pain made the soldiers quickly forget the fear in front of them, and began to mechanically perform the actions that had been engraved in the body's memory thousands of times.
Evacuate, charge, load, and poke gunpowder.
Then, the flat ends were fired, and the muzzles of the guns were lined up in a row.
The roar of the waiters pierced into the ears,
"Don't be afraid, hold on, little cubs, you know what the guys in your own hands are, don't look at them as Iron Knights, they're all shit in front of our Tianzhu people's firecrackers! Shit! ”
Yu Hou roared hysterically:
"No one can beat us!"
"Nope!"
The formation quickly recovered under the punches and kicks of the officers at the bottom.
After all, the Japanese army was the elite of a hundred battles, and even if they lost their minds, it was only for a moment, and they soon returned to normal in the movements of their colleagues on the left and right, and began to aim the muzzles of the muskets in their hands at the front in rows.
Ahead, the black-pressed steel knights were about to rush to the front of the formation, eighty meters, sixty meters, fifty meters......
“…… Steady, steady......"
The voices of the officers in the military formation.
And then suddenly, a terrible whistle!
"Shoot!"
"Shoot!"
"Shoot!"
And then almost the entire first row of musketeers in front of the formation pulled the trigger at the whistle!
Boom, boom, boom!
A long, almost street-lined string of firebolts rang out in front of the formation, and a thick white smoke rose in response, enveloping the military array in smoke.
In front of the smoke, the knights burst out like a dam of a river in front of rows of bullets,
High-speed large-caliber projectiles pierced the knights' iron armor in groups, and then scurried around in the bodies of the knights and war horses, and the blood of the canopy splashed out at high speed!
The frightened eyes of the knights who were shot, the sudden fall of the horses that sat down, and the large expanses of blood in front of them.
"Rush! Come on! ”
"Rush over!"
The bodies of the fallen knights and horses in front of them blocked the galloping path of the knights, and the knights behind were still howling loudly and wanting to step forward!
Rumble!
Another round!
Hordes of bullets erupted from the white mist, and the knights once again pounced on each other.
The smoke of gunpowder was thick in front of the battle, blocking the view of the enemy and us, and Stanton looked fiercely in front of him, seeing that the enemy was close at hand, right behind the white mist, but the loyal knights just couldn't rush through.
It was as if there was an invisible barrier in front of the white mist, and no matter how many valiant knights rushed over, they all fell there.
For the knights, these fifty meters are like a moat!
No matter how glorious the history of these Iron Knights was in the past, now, it must be admitted, this is no longer their time!