Chapter 72: The King's Heart
"For São Paulo. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info" Under the golden citrus flag of the Guardian Brigade, the drum beat and the flag-bearers shouted this sentence in a low voice, which was also the password for the decisive battle.
"For Baseleus! For Barcelisa! The spearmen of the five detachments, the first two and the last three, all raised their deadly huge spears, which instantly obscured the rising sun, and the shins and shins under them moved rapidly, and the ground beneath them stepped out in clouds of smoke, and the stems and leaves of flowers and plants slid rapidly on both sides of them, and the distance between the different columns was widened by the short charge.
"Come on, Greeks, let's go back to the city school and put on a robe and read the Bible!" At the head of General Wallace's formation, all the samurai recklessness from the high ground of the island, erupted in a drunken howl, and also raised the towering group of spears to the sky, and countless spear tips arced in the sky, facing the swarming enemy clusters.
The distance between the two armies went from 600 feet, to 500 feet, and then to closer.
A bare bare group of Celtic warriors with scattered fiery red and orange hair, dressed in coarse plaid skirts, leaped out of the line, screaming madly, their faces smeared with terrible indigo, and holding a black box in their hands.
The box contained the heart of Macbeth, the former king of Scotland.
Seeing this, countless warriors shouted in unison, "Throw it at the Lord's enemy, and then we will take it back!" ”
Hearing such a shout, the tall warrior holding the box whistled and threw the box containing the king's heart with all his might, and the box flipped in the air (Macbeth's angry curse seemed to be heard in the sky...... It flew far away like a Cyrispi and slammed into the feet of the spearmen of the Guardian Brigade at the front.
Several spearmen quickly picked up the box with the tip of their spear, and a cavalryman attached to the brigade swept across his horse and took the box with lightning speed.
Now it was General Wallace's turn to charge and retake the heart of the king, and his soldiers were dumbfounded......
The cavalryman dashed through the line of numerous spears of the two armies approaching each other, and rushed to his right flank, where some three hundred cavalry of the brigade shouted at this, and then the box was thrown to the ground, and Macbeth's embalmed heart rolled out, and several hounds with their heads in battle armor roared out, tearing the heart into several pieces, but they refused to swallow it, because they were not fresh because they were not fresh.
Finally, the cavalrymen of the brigade who dismounted and set up the shrimp whisker cannon to aim at it stuffed the heart fragments into the muzzle of the gun.
The rapid sound of cannon fire was crisp and explosive, with a sparkling of white smoke, and a rain of rain was fired from the hands of the brigade cavalry on the flank, and many shotguns poured down on the side of General Wallace's spear array, accompanied by the fragments of the sacred heart of the previous king of Scotland. Amid the flying earth and grass stalks, many highland soldiers howled miserably, clutching their broken spears, small shields, and beaten bodies, and fell to the ground.
"Hooray!" The spears of the Guardian Brigade were also stabbed together with General Wallace's spear array, and the gap about fifteen feet wide was staggered with hundreds of spears, spear shaft and spear shaft, spear tip and spear tip stacked on top of each other, and the fierce battle collided with each other, making the sound of a landslide and the ground cracking. In the smoke of gunpowder, the flags in the arrays on both sides fluttered in the wind, General Wallace's was St. Andrew's flag crossed with a cross, and General Branas was golden citrus and inlaid with blue and white stripes (?). The Golden Cross Flag.
The most brutal spear wrestling began, and both sides sent follow-up columns from the flanks in an attempt to crush the weak positions of the other side, but they were soon confronted by their respective reserves, and the battle line became wider and wider, and the number of spears and soldiers squeezed against each other became more and more numerous—General Branas with three hundred German Guards armed with huge swords pressed at the back of the formation, constantly raising morale.
At the same time, the cavalry of the brigade on the flank, which was actually a moving light artillery group, fired a second wave of shotguns, and the rear corner of General Wallace's spear array soon "collapsed" in large areas, and many of the famous samurai were wounded and fell to the ground, their knees, arms and other parts were pierced into many scorching lead pellets, lying on the ground, looking up at the sky, it was really worse than death.
Anyone with a modicum of common sense knew that if the cavalry light artillery on this flank fired a few more volleys, the whole situation of General Wallace would be in a critical situation.
So the standard-bearers of the Scots, having received the order, turned around and hurriedly waved their flags, asking for the support of the cavalry of the Earl of Duane of the Chinese army, "to drive away this abominable hornet." ”
At the sound of the trumpet, Duane, who was supervising the battle on the hill, saw the flag of General Wallace on the right wing, and couldn't help but be furious, "A bunch of guys in skirts who can only brag." ”
Before he could make a decision, he suddenly heard a sharp sound piercing the sky, and he turned his head to see: not far from the opposite side of the Gawain Imperial Camp Mountain and the second platform, suddenly spewed out clouds of gunsmoke, and many black projectiles fell diagonally from different sides of the two platforms into the heads and crowds of Chinese soldiers under his command.
"The enemy's artillery has long been hidden...... Damn it...... Our scout cavalry didn't notice at all. ”
On the two terraces, more and more light and heavy guns of various colors were pushed out, and some of them removed the branches and leaves used for shelter, and roared in an orderly manner.
"Hooray!" The cry was earth-shattering, and in the midst of the highest barrier of the Imperial Camp Mountain under the sun, a purple double-headed eagle banner and a golden iconostasis were suddenly raised, St. Michael, St. Teodor, St. Dimitri, St. Mary, St. Barbara, St. Nicholas, St. Andrew...... Like the star-studded "Heavenly Court" descending into the world, the crowned Baselius and Baselisa, surrounded by many guards and generals, stood high on the plateau, "Completely crush the enemy, beat them back to the river, and seize the bridge!" Gawain waved his hand and ordered loudly.
At this moment, in the long grass under the platform of the Imperial Camp, the soldiers of the shooting corps armed with muskets, all of whom belonged to the two brigades of Aupushkin and Gemaggis, all stood up, and the long guns spewed out rows of dazzling fire, and fired at close range with the left flank of the city and the guns of the central army: this also fulfilled the wish of the city, because their commander had requested before setting out that they should fire a salvo after approaching the enemy.
However, the outstanding team of the city lost the opportunity, and was attacked by the ambushed shooting array and the Roman artillery regiment, many of the gunners were killed in the rain of bullets, and the rest could not maintain the salvo array at all, and there were many gaps.
"Keep loading, keep loading."
"Hold the gun forward, hold the gun and move forward twenty steps."
The follow-up echelons of the shooting corps of the two brigades marched forward, and under the orders of the centurion of the flag officer, they continued to roll forward through the vanguard procession, most of them carried long guns, their cheeks with projectiles, and the cartridges on their belts and shoulder straps swaying, and some of them pushed two-wheeled carts with flying copper clams and fire bucket arrows standing on them -- before their eyes, the enemy's camp had already wavered, and it was a good time to crush the enemy in one fell swoop.