The Valley of the Boar's Mouth, a lowland between the Monastery of St. Fonso and the territory of the village of Black Marsh, may have been shaped very much like the mouth of a wild boar, small in front and spacious in the back, ideal for defense in the narrow part, and very long in the narrow part, when Captain Rudolph's men were lured here, they found that the front was blocked by the Swiss armed with spears, and the long spears like a forest blocked the road, and the smooth cliffs on both sides,

The Germanic mercenaries who attacked first saw the dense spearheads, and they immediately wanted to stop, but the companions behind them did not know what was going on because of their vision, and they were thinking about the silver money in their palms, since the enemy could throw the silver money when he fled again to reduce the burden on his body, then the nobles who chased the other party and fled must have obtained extremely rich loot, and the sooner they got enough loot, the sooner they could stop the life of licking blood from the knife.

"Stop, stop, don't push me." The Germanic mercenaries in the first row tried their best to retreat, but they were involuntarily pushed by the force of the rear, and he let out a roar to warn his companions in the rear, but he couldn't hear clearly in the noisy war environment.

"Gun~~~." John Berg saw the Germanic mercenaries moving towards the gun array from under the edge of the helmet, his mouth gave a command, and the Swiss shouted under the order, the muscles of his arms bulged, and the spear thrust hard into the team of Germanic mercenaries, they hardly had to aim, just mechanically pulled the spear in their hands back, and then stabbed back again, but in the process of pulling back, the originally bright spear head was stained with a layer of red viscous blood.

"Ah~~~." The Germanic mercenaries in the first row let out a terrible howl. Someone was even pierced and hung on the head of the gun, and it was only then that the people in the rear realized that something was wrong. But inertia pushes others forward.

"Hellish guys." Captain Rudolph lifted his helmet with an axe, his face covered in greasy beads of sweat. Shining in the light of the flames, he had already sensed that something was wrong when the Swiss retreated, and he had a keen sense of the battlefield as he had been fighting all the year round, and the defeat of the Swiss was so sudden that Rudolph could tell whether the enemy had done his best and then retreated, but the silver that the enemy had thrown along the way had confused the eyes of the brothers, and the Swiss who kept sneaking up on him had ignited his anger, which made him completely disregard his instinct that he had saved his life countless times in the past. There was also the urging of Robert, who was full of intrigue but very immature in the war, so that he made a mistake in judgment.

"What are we going to do, Captain?" At this time, Rodolph's men asked him that the situation was getting out of control, and if they did not find a way to break through the defenses, their own men could be defeated.

"Retreat?" Someone suggested.

"No, you can't retreat, they've been cornered, I know here. There was no other way in the boar's mouth valley, and they could not escape at all. At this time, Robert spoke, as an employer, he had the right to decide when to fight and when to armist, and as long as he did not agree with Rudolph, he could not retreat.

"But we can't get through the enemy's spear array." Rudolph reluctantly explained to Robert. But Robert didn't listen, he needed a victory, not a dishonorable retreat.

"Isn't it okay to use the corpse of the person in front of you as a shield?" Robert said with a gloomy face. Although he is not good at fighting, he is very good at coming up with insidious and vicious strategies.

"What? Use the corpses of your brothers as shields? The other mercenaries were shocked. They did not expect that a monk who was supposed to be merciful would come up with such a terrible idea. Even the mercenaries who lived with their heads shuddered.

"Well, well, it looks like that's the only way to go." Rudolph looked at Robert, he pondered for a few seconds and agreed to this plan, although Robert's plan was very vicious, but he also agreed that Robert's plan was very effective, at this time the Tomahawk mercenary company only had two situations: advance or retreat, he knew very well the combat effectiveness of the Tomahawk mercenary company, as long as it could break through the Swiss spear, the tomahawks of his brothers in close combat would play the greatest role.

Soon Rudolph's order reached the ears of the Germanic mercenaries who were fighting in the front, and although they were surprised that Rudolph would give such a cruel order, each mercenary knew very well that he would be punished very severely if he did not obey the captain's orders in wartime.

"Hey~~~." The Germanic mercenaries lifted the corpses of their own people and threw them into the Swiss gun array, the corpse smashed into the formation and was suddenly overwhelmed, and the Swiss spear array appeared a gap, although the gap was not big, and the soldiers behind the Swiss tried their best to stretch out their spears to make up for it, but the speed of the Germanic mercenaries was not slow, they also killed at this time, the brave man jumped into the middle of the gap that the Swiss did not have time to fill, swung the axe and slashed, and the blood flew out under the drive of the axe blade.

"Kill those people." John Berg was furious, and he roared and pointed his sword at the Germanic mercenaries who had slashed his countrymen, and several veterans with short swords answered the call, bowing down and weaving through the crowd, they found the leg belonging to the Germans, and stabbed them with their short swords, and the stabbed ones jumped to dodge.

Gradually, the Germanic mercenaries and the Swiss mercenaries were in a scuffle, and this melee was obviously not good for the Swiss, their equipment was not as good as that of their opponents, they lacked effective melee weapons and armor, and the only thing that could keep them fighting to the death was their compatriots side by side, and the tough and tenacious mountain people, but how long could this tenacity last under the onslaught of the enemy?

"Come back, bastard, come back." At this time, seeing that the companion next to him was cut off in the head by an axe, without helmet protection, the white brain mixed with viscous blood sprayed on the face of a Swiss recruit next to him, suddenly this mercenary who was only a teenager looked at the brain in his hand, and his spirit completely collapsed, he threw away the only spear in his hand, gave up the duty of his post, and instinctively ran to the rear, in fact, there was no way out, but he just wanted to escape from the Germanic people wielding the axe as far away as possible. John Berg was furious at the sight of the fleeing men, who had abandoned their countrymen and was a despised act of the Swiss, and he tried to chant them to return to their posts and perform their duties, but in vain, some of whom were unfit for the brutal battlefield.

"Well done, well done." Robert laughed and patted his horse under his crotch with his hand, watching the Swiss front precarious, and his plan succeeded.

"I thought John Berg could defeat these Germanic mercenaries." Arold was also on his horse at this time, and he was also looking at the battlefield below, with Julian flying the flag beside him.

"But you kept a hand, didn't you?" Julian admired Arold a little, he could still maintain such calm in such a precarious battle situation, and of course, the trap arranged by Arold was also the reason why he was able to calm down.

"Signal, I don't think Captain John Berg can stand it anymore." Arold ordered Julian, Julian nodded and took off a horn from his waist, the horn was made of the horns of a cow, and when blown it made a sound like a doe, the hunters used this horn to trap hormonal stags, but today Arold was coming to trap a group of mercenaries.

"Woo, woo~~~~~." The low sound of the horn echoed through the valley, and Johnberg looked up when he heard the sound of the horn, looked in the direction where Arold was, and saw that it was indeed Arold who gave the signal, and he stamped his foot in annoyance.

"Orderly retreat, orderly retreat." John Berg gave a loud order to his compatriots beside him, hearing the order to the Swiss to begin to retreat to the rear in batches, the attacking Germanic mercenaries felt the pressure on the front suddenly relieved, and they let out a cry of joy, the experienced mercenaries knew very well that this was a sign that the enemy could not resist the attack and retreat of their side, and even Captain Rudolph had a smile on his face.

"Rush, kill them, we won." Captain Rudolph raised his tomahawk and roared hard from his chest, and the corpses of his own men made him so angry that he decided that he must demand a high amount of compensation from Robert, as well as a fifth of the booty.

"What the hell is this?" When the Germanic mercenaries stepped into the valley, they noticed that there was a strange black liquid sticking to their feet, and some of them lowered their heads and wiped a little with their hands, and then reached under their noses and sniffed, and found that the liquid was very sticky, a bit like the smell of a swamp, could there be a swamp here? But the grass and the sturdy earth on the ground indicate that this is just a lowland, and that it is no different from other lowlands.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute." Arold raised his right hand, his eyes fixed on the Germanic mercenaries who were streaming in from the narrow mouth, and beside him Julian planted his banner on the ground, and then bent his bow and arrow, and the arrow was partially tied with linen, which was ignited by fire, and the flames were blazing, because of the asphalt on it.

When the Germanic mercenaries basically all entered the asphalt trap dug by Arold early, the corners of Arold's mouth showed a cruel smile, and he swung hard at the ground, Julian immediately raised the arrow 45 degrees, only to hear a whoosh, the rocket flew out of the arc, when the rocket fell on the ground, suddenly the bottom of the boar's mouth valley became a hellish scene, the raging flames rose from the ground, and the asphalt filled in the horizontal and vertical ditches roasted the Germanic mercenaries on the ground. (To be continued......)