Chapter Eighty-Nine: Bladed Peony

"Peony mercenary, there is wealth ahead, everyone rushes with me!"

Byron rode a hunting horse in a horse coat, brandished a mace, and roared towards the opposing army.

None of his soldiers, heroes, or even himself, realized that they could be so gifted at motivating the hearts of the army.

The cavalrymen took up their whips and pushed the horses to the limit. The infantrymen stepped forward, streaks erupting on their arms holding the handles of their weapons.

More than a hundred mercenaries, who had been aroused to fight, left all their worries behind at this moment, and their only goal was to rush into the opponent's formation, kill him with a river of blood, and drag those high nobles from their horses to see if the spear could pierce their hearts.

The soldiers and mercenaries under Baron Ackmerk were afraid, they were not lacking in combat experience, and they had been on the battlefield, but in the face of the tiger-like army, they were terrified in their hearts.

Their steps began to retreat, and the officers and mercenary captains reprimanded them for a long time before they regained their footing.

However, at this time, the cavalry team of the Peony mercenaries had already rushed over.

Baron Ekmerk's archers shot down several horses and killed a few, but the rest rushed over them anyway, thrust their spears into their bodies from their flanks, through the gaps between their shields and shields.

In the face of Fatis's cavalry, the infantry in the first row tried to stab Fatis and his horses with their spears, but before their spears could pierce the chain robes on the horses, the cavalry spears picked up the head of one of the infantrymen and then pierced the right shoulder of the man behind him.

The dozens of light cavalry behind threw javelins and short knives, as well as flails and trumpet meteor hammers, and smashed them at the soldiers hiding behind their shields, breaking through their barriers.

Byron's hunting horse knocked down two men, and his mace broke the head of a light infantryman. Then, several spears pierced out together, piercing the horse's coat and piercing the horse's body.

With a loud neigh, the horses fell, and Byron rolled on the ground, stood up under Aren's cover, and slammed the mace into the opponent's shield with a roar.

There were only 9 cavalry in Alleyne who followed Byron to charge from the front, but they were all well-equipped heavy cavalry, so with a single charge, they tore a small hole in the opponent's shield array.

Ellen, in particular, wielded the moonblade axe in his hand with great dexterity on his horse, and the blade of the axe sliced through the chain mail every time, making a terrible hole in the body of the enemy infantryman. The battlefield is not child's play, and any scar will affect the outcome of the battle. Once such a scar appears on the body, then the soldier's combat ability will be removed.

While it may seem foolish for them to charge from the front, they are not alone. The distance between the infantry and them was short, and after they rushed into the opposing formation, the Nord light infantry also threw their hatchets and javelins, and the Nord archers fired arrows at each other as they ran. Their numbers were not large, and the damage they caused was not great, but when these things flew from the sky, Baron Aikmerk's soldiers were not willing to meet them head-on, they withdrew their heads behind their shields, listening to the screams of their comrades and the sound of axes hitting their shields.

There were much fewer attacks on Byron and several other cavalrymen, and although several horses were killed in battle, they managed to survive the infantry behind.

Compared with Baron Ackmerck's troops, Byron's soldiers were much more demoralized, they usually received training in the army, and in the morning and evening they had to run and walk in queues according to Byron's requirements, which was more tired than ordinary soldiers and took more money.

Alleyne previously commented that Byron used "gold and sword, blood and wine" to feed the army. Many of Byron's veterans, such as John, earned more dinars than the average family, but they were still willing to earn more with Byron. They trusted Byron and believed that they could earn more dinars with the mercenary captain.

Although they have no family behind them, they are still fighting bravely. Inspired by Byron, they forgot about life and death for a short time, and their minds were full of the words that Byron usually instilled in them:

"If you're about to be killed by the enemy, you'll have to take at least one person with you. Give up resistance and get nothing, and fight hard to hope that there is still life. Even if you really lose and have no way out, you have to remember that the road to the world after death is very long, and you always need to find two people to accompany you. ”

They remembered this phrase and applied it in practice. Even if they are stabbed by the other party's sword, they have to give each other a hard time. Soon they found out that this method was really good, and if they gave up resistance, it would be a death. And if you fight to the death. If they kill each other, they can still survive.

This fighting spirit spread rapidly among Byron's army, and soon the male soldiers and the mercenaries from Uxhall who fought with them were overwhelmed.

Their flanks were disrupted by a group of light cavalry, and in front of them were a horde of deadly "madmen", whose morale was sliding swiftly like falling snow on the top of a hill.

After about a quarter of them had fallen and the formation had been completely disrupted by the other side, the mercenaries began to flee, they were not interested in the personal problems of the two barons, there was no need to waste their lives here.

Moreover, according to this set of rules of the nobility, those regular soldiers and noble heirs were captured or killed in battle, and the prisoners would be released directly, and the war dead would also be compensated. But these mercenaries are not included.

And for Byron's peony mercenaries, it is for this reason that they can't afford to lose, they can't lose!

In the same situation, the difference in perception has too many bad impacts.

The mercenaries began to flee, and the soldiers who followed the baron could not hold on.

Even those veterans with strong combat ability can't deal with a group of red-eyed mercenaries at the same time. The sergeant in command of the soldiers had no time to shout surrender when he was pressed to the ground by the light infantry and stabbed into a sieve with spears and military hoes.

Even plate armor couldn't save his life in this situation. Byron's soldiers were very vicious, and blood flowed from almost every crack in their armor.

The Peony mercenaries successfully crushed the one hundred and twenty soldiers on the left flank of Baron Ackmerk, tearing off the left arm of this war giant composed of hundreds of soldiers.

When those mercenaries began to flee the battlefield and the baron's soldiers could no longer support them, the sharp blade of the peony mercenary began to stab the left ribs and chest of the phalanx giant again. Even Baron Floss and Baron Eckmerk himself did not expect their attack to be so fast.