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Heavy cavalry charges in groups.

When hundreds, thousands of heavy cavalry roared through the march of heavy wagons at eighty speeds per hour, even God had to back down in front of these knights.

Iron hooves rumble and trample the earth, men roar horses and neigh through the sky, this is the hoplite cavalry, the most expensive, the most powerful, the most ferocious, the most terrible class of troops in the whole Middle Ages, when these tin cans weighing half a ton run at the highest speed, everyone must admit that he is invincible.

But the more elite the troops, the more they need good commanders, and the more invincible the army, the more obvious his weaknesses are, and unfortunately, this time Archduke Murchid has taken both points.

First of all, the commander, as I said earlier, the Grand Duke of Murchid is not a good commander, and he is not even comparable to the general estimate. He was only able to learn some of the most common tactics of medieval lords, such as forcing peasants forward with blood and heads, or spurring knights to kill with money and glory.

As for other formal orders, he did not understand them at all, of course, this did not mean that he really could not do it, some simple orders, such as "forward", "backward", "attack from the flank", "charge from the rear", these Grand Dukes naturally still understood.

But if you ask him what heavy cavalry is going to attack from the flanks, and what effect can be achieved by attacking from the flanks, then the Grand Duke will have to be confused.

And then a word about the weakness of the heavy cavalry, the greatest weakness of the heavy cavalry, which, as we all know, did not have mobility.

Heavy cavalry had no mobility.

For short sprints, the heavy cavalry can use his top speed for a short time, but if they are allowed to run at this speed for a long time, then be careful that the horse stumbles.

Imagine when a knight with a weight of more than 300 pounds on his whole body, riding a war horse running at a speed of 40 kilometers per hour, and then suddenly flying out from a height of more than two meters, this picture is too beautiful to imagine.

This knight will be brain-dead if he is not killed.

But the Heavy Rider has another weakness, which is that the body cannot move freely.

Even in the era when there was no plate armor, knights generally wore chain mail, and some wealthy lords even had to wear two layers of chain mail for their knights, so that knights could not raise their hands more than 90 degrees at all. Therefore, the total weight of their equipment is at least 100 catties, even if it is a strong man, you let him wear a 100 catties weight suit, and then jump for half an hour to try?

These two weaknesses determine that the knight can only be used as a one-time force, only the power of one blow, this power is devastating, but once this blow is not successful, then the knight can only wait for death.

But at this moment, the knight is still invincible.

A total of one hundred and fifty hoplites, they began to accelerate from the 'land of one arrow' -- the ancients often said 'but three arrows in battle', this arrow is the arrow -- this distance is inevitably too close for the cavalry to accumulate enough speed, and without enough speed there is not enough kinetic energy, and without enough kinetic energy it cannot be converted into sufficient kinetic potential energy, that is, this time the charge is semi-disabled.

But proximity also has the advantage of proximity, that is, there is no time to reflect.

Neither the Count of the Younger Don, nor his army of ultra-long pikemen, nor the mercenary troops, or even the infantry of the Grand Duke of Mulchid, did not react.

"Bang-"

The sound of a half-ton piece of iron hitting a human body.

The flesh and blood were easily torn apart, the stumps and severed arms, and the blood spilled, as well as the soldiers who were knocked high into the air, the battlefield was silent at this moment, and everyone's eyes were fixed on the moment when the hoplites collided.

"Run—"

"Run—"

One soldier screamed in horror, and then the whole army collapsed.

It was not only the mercenaries that collapsed, but even the infantry of the Grand Duke of Murchid collapsed.

Because the heavy cavalry's record was so 'remarkable', they only lost three men in this attack, but they killed and disabled at least 200 soldiers!

Including about seventy mercenaries, as well as more than one hundred and thirty Grand Dukes' infantry.

Well, it's embarrassing, it's embarrassing, killing more of your own people than your enemies - but there's no way around it. A stone's throw away, to put it bluntly, is ninety meters away. At such a short distance, the heavy cavalry charge was only a few seconds, where could they adjust what direction, so they just crashed into it. But anyway, the results are there, you see, didn't the enemy collapse?

As for the collapse of their own people, hehe, nothing more than cheap infantry, where is the precious knight important?

Even Grand Duke Murchid was not angry, he saw that his knight was able to directly crush the enemy with the first charge, and he danced excitedly: "Turn back!" Returned! Let them rush again! ”

And now all the obstacles that stood between the hoplites and the Count Don, including the mercenaries and infantry, and even the dead bodies on the ground, had been trampled to flesh, and the road was so wide that there was nothing left to obscure the sight!

So the knights rode back, and this time they were far enough, and then they charged.

"Attention everybody - the first and second columns, spears on the ground! The third and fourth columns, flat spears! The fifth and sixth columns are ready to fill the gap at any time! ”

At this time, Count Tang was already extremely nervous, sweating like rain - he was so excited that his voice was deformed, and he even regretted why he was so reckless in the first place, it was better to simply surrender.

At least you don't have to go to war, and you don't have to risk your life.

But now that he is on the battlefield, the enemy's deadly cavalry has begun to charge, and it will be the courage of the soldiers, and he must not show cowardice at this time, otherwise it will be all over.

The Count of Don divided the three hundred pikemen into six columns of fifty men each, and then put the rest of the light infantry of little training mixed with the extra-long pikemen to fill the gap between them, and finally used his own cavalry to protect the two wings.

By sticking the spear into the ground, you can rely on the earth as a load-bearing force, so that the soldiers in the first and second rows only need to straighten the spears, and do not need to directly withstand the first wave of cavalry - but to tell the truth, even in this arrangement, the soldiers in the first and second rows are almost dead, and all the soldiers were decided by lottery at that time, who was going to do this kind of hard work, and who drew this one, and who had enough good wine and meat for the past few days - basically the same nature as the last meal in prison.

At that time, watching the steel fortress get closer and closer, and feeling the rumble of the horses trampling the earth, some soldiers, even the extra-long pikemen who had been rigorously trained by Count Don, came up with such thoughts.

"I should be a deserter."

Of course, it's more of a direct scare.

And the hoplites, who have been carried away by blood and the desire to kill, have no way to judge whether it is a spear or something else in front of them, of course, there must be two of them who are calm, but there is no difference between eighty miles per hour and seventy miles per hour, right?

It's just a death anyway.

So, at this very moment, the hoplites collided with the pikemen.

"Click-"

It was the sound of a wooden pole's spear breaking.

"Hmph—"

This is the muffled grunt of the cavalry before it dies.

The hoplites were the first to come into contact with the spears--and then the galloping horses screamed, and they were stabbed in the chest -- some of them were cavalrymen -- and under the tremendous inertia, even the double-layer chain mail they wore could not avoid the fate of being poked in the heart - however, the spearmen on the opposite side were equally uncomfortable, and their hands and arms were absolutely properly fractured and dislocated, twisted and deformed-which was quite high in the possibility of them becoming invalids under such medical treatment in the Middle Ages......

Of course, in the end, most of them did not become wasted, but became dead.

How could a war horse under the action of inertia be stopped so simply? There was a pause, slowing down slightly—however, the hoplites in the front row still rushed headlong into the line of Count Don, alive or dead.

Here you can simply do a junior high school physics problem, the knights fly at a speed of 40 kilometers per hour, from a height of 2.5 meters, so how far can he fly?

The answer was four and a half meters, and it flew exactly to the third row of the pikemen.

As a result, the first three rows of the entire ultra-long pikemen formation were overturned on their backs, and there was chaos for a while.

The full force of the hoplites was an extraordinary blow, killing more than eighty pikemen, thirty light infantry, and at least fifty of them were scrapped and half-maimed, and the kind that was about to lose their lives.

Judging from the results alone, the cavalry still made a lot of money.

However, the existence of ultra-long pikemen was not to be able to fight one-on-one with cavalry, the purpose of their existence was to slow down the speed of cavalry.

A hoplite without speed is inferior to even an ordinary hoplite.

And reality is not a game, if the cavalry fails to charge in the game, you can immediately adjust the horse's head and try again, but in reality, once the cavalry fails, it is not so easy.

When the cavalry in the front row falls, the cavalry in the second row will bump into the corpses of the cavalry in the first row and their horses - you don't think that a horse weighing more than half a ton can jump more than a meter high - so the cavalry in the second row will fall, followed by the third row, then the fourth row, until the cavalry at the back can slow down to a stop.

But at this time, the cavalry in front of them had almost fallen, even if these cavalrymen were all copper-headed and iron-headed, and there was nothing wrong with such a violent impact, then how could these fallen cavalrymen stand up and continue to fight with this turtle shell that was almost more than 300 catties in their bodies?

Learn to be a turtle bastard?

Therefore, it can be said that although no more than twenty people were stabbed to death by this group of knights on the spot with super long spears, most of them lost their combat effectiveness because of this.

What does this mean by most of the time?

In other words, this group of hoplites is almost gone.

"Do it! Fast! Fast! Fast! Cavalry go after the enemy who is still on horseback! Light infantry, kill the cavalry on the ground! ”

At that time, Count Xiao Tang saw that half of the super-long spearmen he had trained hard had been reimbursed at once, and his eyes were red on the spot, and he shouted with half heartache and half excitement.

Heartache is because of the death of his own soldiers, and excitement is for the coming victory!

In fact, there was no need for the little Count Don to shout, and the experienced knight of Alcobar immediately came to his senses, and the cavalry leading him was already fighting with the hoplite cavalry who were still on horseback. The soldiers who came back to their senses also had red eyes, you must know that people have a limit of acceptance, beyond this limit, people are either unconscious or fall into madness, but this is the battlefield! Battlefield! To be in a coma is to seek death, and the brain will never do such a thing, so the soldiers are crazy.

The light infantry screamed strangely, holding the swords in their hands, or axes, they howled and rushed out of formation, and then slammed at the cavalry who could not get up on the ground!

But the cavalrymen are wearing double chain mail, double chain mail, which means that their defense is very thick, which means that they are not so easy to kill, which means that they have to endure more severe pain!

Killed by a knife, killed by a sword, hacked to death, chopped to death, bitten to death, drowned, suffocated, and dismembered, all just dead!

However, Count Don's attention was completely gone, the hoplites who had lost their threat were no longer worthy of his attention, and at this moment, what he could see in his eyes was the 'small' figure in the distance, the Grand Duke of Murchid with a lofty status!

"Damn it! What the hell is going on! What the hell is going on! ”

The Grand Duke's beard was all open, his eyes were red, and he scolded angrily regardless of his appearance, he couldn't believe that it was a hoplite! Heavy cavalry!

Do you know how many years it takes to train a heavy cavalryman and how many resources you need, bastard!

And now it's all reimbursed here!

The Grand Duke was so angry that even his anger had begun to overwhelm him, which made him ignore the fact that he was now short of troops, and forcibly drove the rout army that had just gathered and rushed forward again.

But this group of routs, most of them were infantry who had just been rushed by heavy cavalry, and a small number of them were conscripted peasant soldiers, and at this time they were still apprehensive and demoralized, and now they were counting on them to fight bravely again, it was a joke!

There is no protagonist template on Archduke Murchid, and there is no possibility of opening the gene lock in the event of a life-threatening explosion; He was not a saint of high moral character, who was able to make countless people give their lives to protect him.

Therefore, at that time, the defeated army that had just gathered looked at the Grand Duke's crazy performance and turned around without hesitation...... Ran away.

"Damn! This bunch of sluts! Slave! A bastard with a thousand cuts! Fallen people who sell their souls to demons! ”

The Grand Duke was stunned on the spot, he never expected that a group of untouchables would dare to disobey his orders, but the one who knew the times was Junjie, and in the face of the cavalry of the little Tang Count who was galloping, he did not hesitate to take off the armor, sword, and everything that might slow down his body, and then fled in the same way.

But the Grand Duke is the Grand Duke, even if he escapes, he always has to say the last sentence of the scene, maybe not just the scene words:

"Wait, soon, I'll be back soon!"

PS: 4500 words big chapter...... It's kind of to make up for the gap I didn't change at noon.,This chapter is quite difficult to write.,I've revised it three or four times.,If you add a draft, it's estimated to be 10,000 words.,And I refer to quite a lot of movies.,But I'm still not very satisfied.,I didn't write the scene I imagined at all...... The pen is still not good.