Fireballs were fired from the trebuchet and flew towards the noisy Masonic positions, whipping up flames of death and screams in the crowd.

"Attack!" Spartagnan raised his sword and shouted, "Kill all the lackeys of the nobles!" ”

"Kill!" Lancenis joined thousands of soldiers in a furious shout and charged at the Romanian formation.

"They don't have the capacity for long-range fire, but they're on par with us in close combat." Xia Boyang pointed out the enemy's actions and said to Xiao Yan, "They need to approach as soon as possible, and then tear our defense line apart with those frenzied warriors." This action was something we could have anticipated before the war, and we could have made targeted arrangements. ”

Xiao Yan nodded, humbly accepting the earl's guidance. Under the command of Commander Erwin and other officers and sergeants, the Romanian legions formed a wide and thick phalanx.

In the gap between the ranks of the infantry, a large number of ballistae were placed in the sea, firing at the charging Masonic soldiers.

The huge two-meter-long spear was ejected and whizzed across the battlefield, piercing the chest of the Freemasonic soldier, pinning him to the ground along with the soldiers behind him.

"Bang! Boom! Bang!" With a dull sound, more than a dozen blood flowers suddenly bloomed on the front of the Freemasonry, but the others were still screaming wildly and rushed over.

"The ballistas are useless when the two sides meet. These weapons are indispensable in the face of an enemy dominated by archers and projectile cavalry," Xia Boyang said to Xiao Yan, "If the battle line is stable enough, our ballistae on both sides can play a more role, but we can't expect too much in the face of berserker assaults." ”

"Hmm." Xiao Yan nodded, "The Berserkers of Freemasonry are the key. It's up to us to see if our arrangement can take effect. ”

More than 300 shirtless men mixed in with the ranks of the infantry and rushed towards Romania. Seeing that they were about to approach the position, these hidden warriors took out their flasks and drank the liquor with the secret medicine.

Xiao Yan, who was on a horse, could even see these warriors begin to transform in the crowd. Their skin was as red as boiling molten iron, and they doubled in size, roaring away their comrades in their way, and striding forward.

"Prepare to throw a gun!" The centurions in the front row shouted, "Salvo three times!" ”

A sharp whistle sounded, and hundreds of throwing guns whistled out, setting off a rain of dead blood on the Freemasonic front.

"Hula-la-la-la!" Unafraid of the steel and death thrown at them, the berserkers shouted and pounced on the Romanian infantry at their distance.

"Shield wall! Resist! ”

The Romanian soldiers, who hurried to throw their javelins, raised their large shields, and the soldiers in the back held up the soldiers in front, waiting for the oncoming furious onslaught.

"Boom!"

The berserkers slammed into the Romanian army's shield wall like a torrent crashing against a rock.

Several Romanian soldiers were knocked into the air, and the rest remained firmly in their positions.

"Punch them through!" Lancenis rushed forward with two swords in hand, each capable of knocking out a Romanian soldier.

Hundreds of Freemasonic infantry also caught up, slashing and slamming the shield wall in front of them along with the berserkers, and then killing the Romanian soldiers who had lost their protection one by one.

"Almost." Xia Boyang waved his hand and said, "Long-range firepower strikes the enemy's flanks. Hold our line. Give the signal and the infantry in the center slowly retreat! ”

The disciplined Romanian heavy infantry meticulously carried out the orders of the commander-in-chief.

They held their ground on both flanks, and the few berserkers could not break through their defenses for a short time. The Romanian infantry in the center, holding the formation, began to slowly retreat, as if they had been repulsed by the Freemasons.

Jefferson, Spartan, and Lancenis were all with their soldiers, carrying out the tactics they were accustomed to—pressing the whole army, leading the berserkers in the center of the breakthrough, and then simply chasing down the defeated enemy.

Once the enemy's strongest central group is repulsed, the enemy's soldiers will be shaken, leaving the morale-boosting Freemasons to victory with certainty. This trick has been tried and tested.

But the infantry under the banner of Ramor and Xia Boyang were different. They were tenacious and knew in advance what the commander-in-chief was going to do. With the morale of the commander, even if his companions are killed and dismembered in front of him, and his own front continues to retreat, the soldiers are close to each other on both sides and behind them to maintain a solid line.

The Freemasons were never able to break through the Romanian army's defenses, only pushing the central front back. With the battle lines on both flanks remaining motionless, the entire front was gradually drawn into an arc with the two flanks protruding from the middle depression.

One brigade after another, Romanian reserves were lined up on the front line to fill in the weak spots.

"That's where the reserve comes in." Xia Boyang introduced to Xiao Yan, who was not so experienced in commanding, "Predicting the battle situation in advance and deploying reserve troops in possible weak points is my secret to maintaining the front!" ”

"Also thanks to the enemy commanders who used themselves as large infantry." Xiao Yan smiled lightly.

Although the two of them had good combat effectiveness, they had no intention of fighting at this moment, but leisurely rode on their horses and observed the battlefield.

"It is in this way that a strong hero can play a decisive role in the battle, but it must not be forgotten that command is his first responsibility. If we are to survive in this world and survive to the end, we must not forget this. Well, almost. Xia Boyang said to the flag officer, "Order the cavalry to attack the enemy's flank and rear." Griffiths, I'll leave it to you to command the cavalry. ”

"You're welcome." Xiao Yan arched his hand and rode away.

The flag bearer waves the signal flag. More than 300 cavalrymen rushed out from the foot of the hill where they were hiding themselves and outflanked the rear of the Masonic army. Xiao Yan swept around the battlefield in a circle and came to the front of these cavalry.

……

"Attack! Don't let up! Spartanhnan cried out. The situation on the battlefield today is somewhat strange. Despite the fact that the itself was constantly advancing and the enemy was constantly retreating, this Romanian army showed not the slightest sign of collapse.

On the contrary, their own berserkers began to lose control due to their impatience and long battles, and they slaughtered indiscriminately between their enemies and their own people.

"What's going on?" Spartannan increasingly felt wrong. Although the blood and killing made him angry, the strong sense of crisis forced him to gradually calm down.

Is this a trap?

Spartan's spine was chilling for no reason.

"Cavalry! Cavalry! Suddenly, a faint shout came from the distant rear, barely recognizable in the hustle and bustle of the battlefield. But the wary Spartagnan was keenly aware of it.

(End of chapter)