Chapter 227: The Black Iron Falcon's Charge
When the Fetenburg City Guards in the front platoon found that their opponents had turned into a group of heavily armored cavalry ready to attack, a panicked clamor inevitably sounded, mixed with many curses from the mercenaries.
Most of them were hired by Rep for a short period of money, fighting purely for money, but they didn't expect to face such a terrifying enemy, so they naturally began to jump to their feet and curse their mothers.
On the contrary, the guards of the "Ash Corner" Chamber of Commerce in the rear did not make a sound, and they seemed to be much more disciplined than the others, this is because they have realized that they are dying for the eldest lady anyway, and after the news comes back, their families will definitely not suffer and starve in this life.
After Parthia informed her young lady that the musketeer's ammunition had run out, she immediately returned to her group, with Ayigunu.
The latter had already taken off her skirt and changed into a Chaos Dwarf's heavy armor, and she held a battle axe about the size of her body.
Rip had advised her to hide in the city lord's mansion early in the morning, but she was refused, and not only that, but she had to participate in the battle herself.
The delicate, weak-looking girl directly asked Parthia's heavy two-handed battle axe, which looked like a hundred pounds, and held it in her hand like a dagger.
Don't forget, there's one thing about her trait that is "innate with divine powers".
Ayigunu was going to war, and besides Rep, there was one person who was even worse, and that was Parthia.
He no longer expects to pray to the "Dark Father" Hasut, and seeing that luck is about to turn into misfortune, he can only order the guards to protect the eldest lady in the next melee battle.
By this time, all the Chaos Dwarves had already held the broad-bladed spears that they regarded as life, as if they were grasping a two-handed axe.
Their heavy black armor is more than just a decoration, every Chaos Dwarf who is qualified to pick up a broad-bladed gun is an all-rounder capable of melee and range.
As a shooting weapon, the design of the broad-edged gun is particularly distinctive.
A large, razor-sharp blade attaches to its jet-black metal barrel, allowing the wielder to use it to slash enemies in hand-to-hand combat.
However, in order to wield such a heavy weapon, it must have enough strength, and the production of broad-edged guns is very complicated, only demon blacksmiths know how to make them, and they are scarce and expensive.
Therefore, even the "Ash Horns", which are among the best in the "Grgoth Fort", can only be equipped with a few of the most elite guards, and this Parthian army is one of them.
It's just a pity that their numbers are too small to change the situation of the battle at all.
After Ayigunu left, Hassan returned to his men, ready to fight alongside them.
Before leaving, he also gave a brief hug to Rip, who was the commander and had to sit in the rear, and both of them knew very well in their hearts that the defeat was irreparable, and this was goodbye.
The two middle-aged men who have known each other for several years and drink together in the tavern every week did not speak, which can be regarded as a tacit understanding between men.
Even if death were to greet them next, it would be glorious.
After Hassan left, Repp began to ride back and forth in the rear, giving orders.
"Archers! Crossbowmen! Get ready to shoot! ”
"Spearmen! Raise your spears and hold your ground! Defend your homeland! ”
"All mercenaries, listen up! The previous rewards have all been doubled, and after this battle, you can retire and find a chance to cut off the heads of these iron heads! ”
Hearing the voice of the mercenary leader, coupled with the appearance of Hassan, the troops that were faintly on the verge of collapse finally stabilized a little, but at this moment, the cavalry on the opposite side moved.
With a long horn blowing from the mouth of the deputy commander Leman, the "Black Iron Falcon Heavy Cavalry Regiment" finally appeared, and the battle began again.
The heavy cavalry, who had long been unable to hold back, lightly knocked their legs on the belly of their horses, and began to ride their horses and slowly accelerate and run forward.
As they got faster and faster, even the ground began to shake.
Hundreds of horses' hooves slammed heavily on the bluestone slabs of the square, like a dense thunderclap, swift and heavy, each smashing into the opponent's chest like a hammer, shocking people's hearts.
The face of the horse-horse cavalry was covered with visor, and only two eyes leaked out, flashing with a cold light, like a falcon that had spotted its prey.
They carried three meters and six long riding spears, parallel to the heads of the war horses, and formed a wedge-shaped queue, charging directly from the front.
The famous Black Iron Falcon did not choose to charge from their opponent's barely protected flanks, but chose the best way to show their bravery.
Although there were only more than 300 men, the power of these heavy cavalry charges was even more violent than the thousands of infantry that had preceded them.
The distance of more than a hundred meters was almost fleeting, just enough for the archers in the back row to shoot one or two arrows, but looking at the exaggerated full-body armor of these cavalrymen, you knew that ordinary arrows were completely lethal to them.
What follows is a naked massacre.
A series of muffled sounds sounded, and when the first row of more than 20 cavalrymen came into contact with the desperate spearmen, nearly 200 people were knocked down by the majestic armored war horses on the spot, and half of them collapsed directly in their chests, and they died on the spot before they even had time to shout.
And on the Black Iron Falcon's side, no one has fallen off the horse!
This is the first platoon, the first platoon with the highest mortality rate in a normal cavalry charge!
They managed to keep zero casualties!
This is the reason why the famous "Black Iron Falcon Heavy Cavalry Regiment" can rank in the top three of the Border Prince's Leader!
After the brutal and violent collision, there is a more precise killing.
"Poof! Burst! Burst! ”
The well-crafted spears were unstoppable with their speed, and could easily pierce through the bodies of two or three Fetanburg infantrymen, like meatballs, strung one by one.
At this time, the follow-up cavalry also arrived, and like a flood, they slapped up one after another.
2nd row, 3rd row...... There were ten platoons in total, and each platoon had more than twenty to thirty cavalrymen, increasing from row to row, and the lethality brought by them was also increasing.
At the same time, the well-trained heavy cavalry in the front row did not hesitate to loosen their usually well-maintained spears and replaced them with two-handed broadswords at their waists.
The former has drunk enough of the enemy's blood, and the next battle will be handed over to the more flexible and convenient latter.
The instantaneous charge took the lives of countless people, those who were killed by war horses, pierced by spears, chopped to death by big swords, trampled to death by horses' hooves, and countless others, and at the same time took away the last bit of courage of the defenders.
The defense line that was quite neat a moment ago collapsed in an instant, except for those black-armored chaos dwarves who took the initiative to rush up, the others, whether it was the defenders of Fetanburg or the mercenaries who fought for money, were dominated by the most primitive desire to survive and began to turn around and flee. At the same time, this fear began to spread throughout the force.
After discovering that the situation was good, Lyman, who was at the end of the team, immediately shouted loudly.
"Keep killing, finish them all at once!
He wasn't prepared to quickly evacuate after the charge was over, as he usually did, and then reorganize the second charge, he was confident that his boys would be able to completely crush them in one go, both physically and mentally.
And the army behind them also came up from both sides.
It's over.
Seeing this, Rip at the back of the group closed his eyes in despair, but after a few seconds he suddenly opened them again, and a light called hope erupted in his eyes.
PS: There's something to do today, and there's another chapter to make up later.