Chapter 47: A Bloody Battle in the Rain
Lorain Hill stood up from her tent, and since she had been prepared, she had changed her clothes into a close-fitting hunting suit to facilitate her movements.
When the curtain of the tent was lifted, the sound of a huge rain came to the face, and the six riders guarding outside the tent were also surprised to see her appear. Before the riders could ask, Lorain Hill rang the big brass bell hanging at the door of the tent, and the sound was very special even on a rainy night, alarming many of the guards who had not yet slept.
The girl asked several riders beside her to immediately inform all the personnel, put on their armor, and prepare for battle.
As the chamber guards in the tent were woken up one by one, the sound of horses' hooves in the distance was getting closer and closer.
I couldn't wait, but I didn't expect that the enemy's marching speed not only did not decrease in the rain, but became faster, Lorain Hill immediately made a decision, and let some of the guards who had been prepared be lined up in 3 rows on the avenue, with a distance of 3 meters between each row, so that even after the cavalry broke through the first layer, the overall front would not collapse immediately. Still have to face the spears and crossbows in the back row.
Several squad leaders led people to move quickly, and in the heavy rain, shouts came and went in the camp, and there were hurried footsteps and movements everywhere.
Twelve pikemen formed the first line of defense, standing behind a wooden fence, and by this time the sound of the hooves of the galloping horses was already distinct, and even they were vaguely aware of the bad intentions of the comers. The icy rain drenched their clothes and armor along their heads and shoulders, and the water on the barrels of their guns made their clenched hands slippery, and they stared uneasily at the dark and blurred rain curtain ahead, as if a beast would emerge from it at any moment.
The second and third rows were still pikemen, and behind the third row were the scafers and shieldmen suitable for melee, who protected the crossbowmen and other non-combatants in the back. A few retinues set up six large braziers, then poured in fire oil and lit them so that they could burn brightly even in the rain.
Wearing the black hooded robe before, Lorain Hill rode on a horse, looking at the blurred black shadow in the distant mountains, and holding a matte crossbow in his hand, which was a gift from the Yagtirin family before leaving, [Matte Black Crossbow] (Superior Silver Grade).
As if a narwhal pierced the ice overhead, a group of cavalrymen in black armor suddenly rushed out of the turning point ahead and rushed straight towards the camp.
They wore unknown black masks, special masks that did not affect their breathing even in the rain, and the dark red patterns on them added a bit of horror.
This group of black cavalry is probably at the level of Sequence 2, but their job profile and rain are very good, not only does not affect their actions in the rainstorm, but they are much stronger than usual. On the other hand, the riders and guards on Lorain's side, although there are more than 10 in Sequence 2, more than 30 in Sequence 1, and more than 100 people in overall are affected by the various negative effects of the rain, they are not as strong as the other side.
The leader of the cavalry, who was hiding in the middle of the cavalry, saw the guards waiting in the camp, his pupils shrank slightly, but he hesitated, and a special whistle sounded, and these black cavalrymen took out a javelin one after another, and then threw it rapidly in the rain.
It's too late, it's too soon. The galloping cavalry rushed to the front of the line in an instant, while several pikemen in the front row snorted, clutching the javelins inserted into their bodies and fell.
The dense bowstrings of the crossbow sounded, but unfortunately due to the influence of the rain, most of them did not hit the vital point, but were only inserted into the thick armor and did not penetrate. Only one of them passed through the eye socket of one of the cavalrymen, and the black-clad cavalry fell from his horse.
The black-clothed cavalry who rushed to the front of the formation first raised the cavalry spears that had long been ready to fire, and the turbid rain surrounded them, and with the impact of the cavalry spears, the wooden fence in front was shattered, clearing the obstacles for the follow-up troops' attack.
The remaining sought-after men in the first row no longer hesitated, roared, raised their spears, strode forward, and stabbed the horses in the chest, the horses' huge inertia brought the pikemen down, but then they also slipped forward in the rain, throwing the cavalry on their backs hard.
Then the pikemen of the second row also received a fierce onslaught, spear to cavalry, neither side dodged, or did not have time to dodge, followed by the sound of steel piercing flesh, and several black-clad cavalrymen were lifted high from their saddles by spears like rag dolls, and then fell on the rain-soaked road, never to live again.
And the long sought-after side was not having a good time, even if the turbidity of the riding spear did not hit the vital point, it also broke the internal organs of the whole body, lying on the ground, unable to stand up again.
The second wave of crossbows sounded intensively, and because of the extreme proximity of this time, several black-clothed cavalrymen unwillingly fell off their horses and rolled into the rain by the roadside, holding the arrows around their necks.
The follow-up black-clothed cavalry immediately rushed to the front of the third platoon commander, the neighing of the horses, the collision of armor, the clashing of gun blades, and the tight human wall was suddenly rushed to the back and forth, and the sword and shield soldiers behind immediately rushed up to fill the gap and prevent the front from being scattered.
Seeing that the gap was about to close, the leader of the black-clothed cavalry shouted, and the rain in a radius of nearly 100 meters was quickly absorbed onto the spear, and the water around the spear rotated rapidly in a spiral, and then rushed forward like a cannonball, setting off surging waves and violent sonic booms, and the formation of the camp was also split by a big axe, revealing a wide gap.
In this way, the fragile crossbowmen and the protected core personnel behind were exposed in front of this group of fierce black-clad cavalry.
Is it too late? In just two shots of crossbow arrows, the group of cavalry broke through the line and rushed in front of them.
Looking at the shocking scene ahead, Lorain Hill threw away the crossbow in his hand and drew his sharp sword from his waist.
She is not someone who will admit defeat easily, and the clear voice came out in the rain at this moment.
"Raise your gun, charge with me!"
The 10 lance riders on his side pulled down the masks on their helmets and followed closely behind the heroic lady, the war horses under their crotches began to run with all their might, the spears sank slightly, and the blue cold light began to shine on the blades of the spears.
The black-clothed cavalry on the opposite side looked at this scene and didn't say a word, but the speed of progress was faster, and the cavalry on both sides continued to disperse the guards who wanted to close the line, while the twenty or so horsemen in the middle sprinted with all their might, and the turbidity began to surround the cavalry spears, and the armor on their bodies also reflected bursts of water.
The cavalry of the two sides collided like roaring trains, and from the moment they clashed, more than a dozen figures were thrown high from the saddle and then rolled down.
The queues of the two sides staggered rapidly, running for nearly 100 meters before they could stop. In the pouring rain, Lorain Hill's face was pale, a long wound had been cut on her right arm, blood stained her clothes and robes, she gasped violently before taking a potion from her bosom and giving it to herself.
The leader of the black-clad cavalry fell forever in a pool of blood, and the outcome of the battle was decided at this moment.