"Two-thirds? That's about sixty! ”

I crossed my hands on my chest and muttered for a long time, the enemy's heavy infantry stepped on the ground with neat steps, making a very oppressive thumping sound, as if the earth was helping them beat the drums of war, Violet's backbone was composed of experienced sergeants in combat, condensing the fighting spirit of all the members, naturally standing on the defensive line, fearlessly pointing their spears at the enemy.

Something had to be done, I tightened the reins and turned my horse's head to the soldiers who were waiting for me, all of whom looked at me with admiration for the leader and a desire for victory in their eyes.

"One hundred people are divided into five teams, and each team is divided into two groups, each equipped with six shields, and the five teams are scattered in formation, and the front and rear groups are also separated by the necessary distance, probably like this."

I gestured in the void, and Devid and Owen frowned as if they didn't understand.

"No matter how many archers the enemy has, it is impossible to aim in every direction when firing a salvo, and there are always ten groups of soldiers who dodge the rain of arrows, and the alternate advance is to maximize the use of space, cooperate with each other to avoid strikes, and minimize casualties."

"You mean like the blades of a mill's waterwheel, one down and one on the other, with only half of the blades getting wetted at a time?" Owen's mind was spinning fast, and he immediately guessed what I meant.

"Brilliant idea, my lord!" Deved immediately responded to the road.

I nodded at the two knights with satisfaction: "If you understand, let's go mobilize quickly, the fighter doesn't wait for anyone." ”

"Fighters?"

"That's right! When the enemy's heavy infantry is entangled in violets and cannot get out, we have a relative advantage in the frontal battlefield, and this opportunity is fleeting and must be firmly grasped! ”

I clenched my fist and waved it vigorously, "If their knights can't pull it out......"

The veterans were very strong in execution, and the detachment barely took much time, and I noticed that the soldiers in the front row were generally not tall, and Owen and Devid must have made arrangements.

"Let's get started!"

I wanted to give an impromptu speech, but the urgency of the situation forced me to dismiss that idea.

"My lord, you stay behind, and the two of us will lead the team."

Owen pulled the reins of mine and handed it to the squire, commanding with a stern face.

"I've entrusted you with the mission of protecting your lordship, so I don't need to say much about the rest, right?" The attendant solemnly gave a military salute, which made the atmosphere suddenly solemn and depressing.

"Uh......h Woohoo......"

The heralds blew the horns of battle, and the warriors lowered their bodies and held their breath nervously.

"Let's go!"

Owen buckled his chainmail hat and pointed his sword forward: "God bless Nijmegen!" ”

In the midst of a deafening shout, the cornflower was launched!

The mercenaries who made a living from fighting were not vegetarians, and the archers in the front row unhurriedly drew their bowstrings, slowly putting the Nijmegen soldiers into an effective killing range before firing deadly arrows, a dense rain of arrows woven into a web, screaming and piercing the air, flying across graceful parabolas.

"Shield Wall!"

The veterans reacted quickly, and the shields were stacked on top of each other to form a fan, and everyone hid inside, ready for the baptism of arrows.

The last five teams that followed were still at the same speed, and they were out of range of their bows and arrows, gradually closing the distance between them and the front team.

"Ding, Ding, Ding......"

The crisp sound of the arrows hitting the shield was no different from the sound of the raindrops knocking down the lotus leaves, so that I heard it from afar, and the shield wall was full of arrows in the blink of an eye, like a sea of pear blossoms blooming suddenly, and like a strange mushroom circle growing on the grassland.

Inevitably, a soldier fell screaming from an arrow, and the people next to him immediately took his place, and after the first volley, the shield wall stood still.

The last five groups of followers crossed the front line and continued to charge, while the enemy archers had just drawn their bows!

"It worked!"

I excitedly stretched out my hand and slapped my hand with the attendant, who was stunned and couldn't understand the intention of the Duke's clapping.

After three rounds of this, after paying a bearable number of casualties, the advancing ranks finally approached the riverbank, and the archers could no longer play the role of suppression, so they had to retreat to the rear of the line in a hurry, and the pikemen took over their defenses, and the brutal hand-to-hand combat was about to begin.

"Let's go!" I was gearing up to cheer left and right.

Squires, you look at me, I look at you, and carefully remind:

"Lord Owen orders us to keep you safe every step of the way, and it is safest to stay away from the battlefield."

"Lord Owen?"

I deliberately swept them coldly: "If I'm not mistaken, Owen is not the Duke of Nijmegen, right?" Your master is me, and you must obey my commands! ”

The attendant lowered his head timidly, and no one dared to squeak: "More people and more strength, a few of us will go up is equivalent to five more swords, no!" Fifty, our brothers are sacrificing, how can the hot-blooded men of Nijmegen stand idly by? ”

Their eyes faltered, and the hand holding the reins loosened.

"Nijmegen people! Kill me! With his legs clamped, he rushed out when he was in the middle of the war.

Stepping into the icy river again, I couldn't help but shiver, and the whole person trembled from top to bottom, and I was in a lot of energy.

"Don't stop, rush!"

Someone passed by and shouted loudly, maybe out of good intentions to pull me, but unfortunately destiny is not evil, before the words fell, a feather arrow slanted through the back of his head, which was not wearing a helmet, and the arrow stopped less than an inch from the tip of my nose, the man opened his mouth to explain something, but the dry mouth could not make any sound, like a goldfish out of water, and like a mummy of a corpse, the picture is quite weird.

"Poof!"

After a while, the wound on his neck began to bleed unconsciously, from a trickle to an unstoppable fountain, and it was thickly painted on my face, and in the background of reality and red dreams, the man's eyes were terrifyingly bulging, his nose was bulging wide, and his mouth opened and closed faster and faster.

"Leave me alone...... Rush! He finally said weakly, but it sounded more like a help to me.

"Your Excellency!"

When the attendant noticed that my face was bloody, he panicked and hurriedly examined me from head to toe: "Are you okay, sir, you can talk to me!" ”

"Keep your head down!"

I held his head down, and a few feathered arrows fell into the water with the back of my hands crookedly, seemingly frustrated that I hadn't hit the target.

"Be careful!" The attendant nodded apprehensively.

The banks of the river have become bloody slaughterhouses, where the enemy and the enemy fight each other, here the butchers, and in the blink of an eye, the heads of the lambs are in different places, and many Nijmegen soldiers have just stepped on the opposite bank with their front feet, and their hind feet fall in pools of blood and groan, their bodies are pierced with spears, and the enemy archers have abandoned the array salvo and turned to close-range sniping.

"Rush forward! Rush up! ”

The battle-hardened sergeants knew that if they fought with their opponents for a long time, they would exhaust their vigor to charge, just like an angry duck that was chasing a fox, but ran and ran without strength, and instead made other people's snacks, so they worked hard to slash and kill, hoping to break through the defense line.

The Nijmegen soldiers stood in a row side by side, relying on the round shield to withstand the swarming enemy, and took the opportunity to stab the short knife along the gap in the shield, often the opponent was wounded and fell, but the follow-up filler more and more, one fell, there were always ten to make up, and the killing could not be exhausted.

"Damn, there are too many enemies to rush through!"

Owen didn't know when he ran next to me, his hood was torn, his shoulders were bloody, and he was so tired that he couldn't breathe and said:

"It will never work like this, it will allow the opponent to seize the opportunity to counter-encircle!"

What to do? One of my two attendants was killed by an arrow, and we immediately crouched into the water, stepping on slippery pebbles and almost falling to our feet.

Wait!

Stone!

In spite of the cold, I grabbed a heavy stone and threw it with all my strength into the enemy-dense area.

"Ahh

The unlucky one howled, and the movement was wonderful.

"Throw it all along!"

I couldn't wait to throw out the second piece, but there was no echo, and the stone fell into the enemy bush and disappeared.

Owen reacted, he had the strength to pick a rock bigger than me, and threw a shot put like an arc, and the others joined in the same way, and the scattered rockfalls densely rained down, and they all raised and greeted the enemy, screaming one after another, and it had a miraculous effect.

Distracted by the opponent's efforts to avoid the flying stones, the Nijmegen soldiers launched another offensive, spears and short knives crisscrossed the sky, stumps and broken arms flew all over the sky, their physical strength was stretched to the limit, and they were completely supported by their will, no one cared about the bleeding wounds, no one paid attention to the internal organs that fell to the ground, no one cared about the sacrifices of their comrades, all they had was mechanical repetitive stabbing and slashing movements, almost animalistic bites devouring the lives of the people in front of them.

After continuous blows, the enemy's defense line finally showed a flaw, and the quick-eyed warriors immediately rushed forward one after another, and the small rift gradually expanded, and finally all the defenses collapsed!

"Kill!"

Devid's voice was so clear that I followed the sound and saw him with two or three spears under his arm, fighting the enemy soldiers who would not let go, and the long sword danced nimbly in his hand, striking straight at the point.

"Let's go!"

I shoved the stone-skimming addicted Owen, who was panting and foaming at the mouth, his red cheeks drenched with sweat.

The mercenaries who lost the defensive line gave up the struggle and retreated in time to collect the remnants, and they naturally knew that the more they tried to plug the gap, the more they couldn't plug the truth, and almost without waiting for the order, they retreated without permission to sort out the formation, Nijmegen obtained a valuable landing ground, and the people who had been wandering in the ice water for a long time hurriedly climbed ashore.

As soon as they gained a foothold, a volley of archers from the opposite side roared, and everyone hurriedly looked for cover.

"Spread out! Disperse! ”

Owen shouted at the top of his voice, but there were still soldiers who didn't have time to dodge, and watched as the feathered arrows pierced through their chests, and countless arrows were hit.

"Son of a bitch!"

A soldier fell at our feet, wearing five or six arrows in his stomach, the expression on his face was painful, and the faint blood flowed from his nostrils and mouth.

"I can't save him......"

“Feuer！ Feuer！ ”

The enemy's terangully accented mountain language was like a soul sacrifice, and the archers rained down arrows with the rhythm of the bows and strings under the command, so that we couldn't raise our heads in the dust, and even shot the corpses that had not yet retreated.

After three rounds of fire, the enemy stopped attacking, probably to save arrows, looking at the dense feathered arrows around us, the intensity of fire is definitely no less than that of MLRS, and having seen the extremely high military quality of the mercenaries, I had to be cautious about the decision of the next action.

"Shall we?"

Owen cautiously raised his head and glanced at him, immediately retracting his neck.

"The enemy doesn't seem to have many arrows, and I see pikemen in the whole line."

I pressed my sword to my chest, feeling the frequency of my heart rising and falling, trying to stabilize my restless mood, the neighing of my horses and the noise of the battlefield on the other side.

"Warriors of Nijmegen, are you ready?"

The voice in the bottom of my heart asked, "It's not far away, are you scared, Randy?" ”

"Nope! I'm not afraid! It's the enemy who should tremble! ”

Nervous self-questioning and self-answering, I felt a little calmer, and my messy thoughts slowly calmed down.

"It's the last battle, isn't it? God is on the side of Nijmegen, and I have to slay the evil spirits riddled with sin with the sword of heavenly punishment. ”

"The air is full of tension, the great war is coming, the footsteps of the enemy can be heard in the distance, the sky is falling, the earth is trembling, it is time to defend justice, the blood is already surging, the last leaves on the dry branches are knocked down by the cold wind, and the lightning tears through the dark curtain of the bearing in the distance."

I muttered a folk song from Nijmegen, which came from an unknown source, but which touched the hearts of the warriors.

The song gradually changed from small to loud, and everyone sang along: "Look! It is the senseless samurai of Nijmegen who advance, whether it is in the face of the storm or the snowflakes, or the sun smiling at us, the hot days, the cold nights, the dust on our faces, we enjoy this pleasure, just as we enjoy the warm embrace of our mother! Our ranks roared forward, accompanied by puffs of dust, and when the cunning enemy showed its sight, we went full speed! The value of our lives is to fight for our glorious army! Dying for the homeland is the highest honor! ”

"It is the highest honor to die for your homeland!"

I repeated the heart-pounding lyrics, and before I knew it, I left the corner where I was hiding, and behind me, one person, two people, three people, each straightened up.

"Warriors of Nijmegen!"

"In!"

"It is the highest honor to die for your homeland!"

I calmly faced the enemy's protruding guns, and even smiled contemptuously at the archers who were sneakily aiming at the middle of the cracks.

"If this is really my last battle, my friends over there, remember that your opponent, the Duke of Nijmegen and his loyal warriors, fought to the end like a real man, and shed all his blood!"

"God bless Nijmegen!"

"Hooray! Banzai! ”

The warriors let out a roar of rage, and the old earl on his horse raised his whip to stop the archers who wanted to sneak up on me, and he drew the long sword at his waist, a famous weapon of death, which had cut off the heads of countless heroes and young people, and longed to drink the blood of the losers.

"Lord Duke!"

The helmet couldn't cover his gray hair, and he unexpectedly looked heroic.

"At this moment, you are like an upright knight, since you and I have no way out, let's let go of the hand and foot fight!"

"Nijmegen people, listen!"

I raised my sword and said confidently, word by word:

"Leave this awe-inspiring knight to me to deal with, and no one is allowed to help!"

The old earl looked at me and smiled approvingly: "Charge, Nijmegen man who never bows his head!" ”

(End of chapter)