As soon as he heard the first explosion of a mine, Shiloh knew that his plan had succeeded. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Aster's cavalry regiment lured Wendland's heavy cavalry into the main battlefield, and then was driven away by the fire of the archers, so that the Wendland army unwittingly reached the trap that Aster's had set for them, a mine-strewn death field that would become a graveyard for the unwitting Wendland cavalry.

However, the Wendland guys were not stupid, and a few minutes after encountering the mines, many of them immediately judged that they had fallen into a trap and cleverly pursued them in the direction of Aster's retreat.

At this time, Shiloh needs them to make a move.

Shiloh looked to the north, Viscount Hartman was raising his long sword, and behind him, a line of riders also wound their crossbow arrows and pointed them at the sky.

"Wind!"

Shiloh shouted loudly, Lord Manstein's whereabouts are unknown, so he has taken on the job of the original viscount, in the previous life, Shiloh had participated in countless such battles, but even now, his hands were still trembling slightly, nervous for the upcoming battle.

In this world, as long as there is death, then there will be eternal nothingness, so Shiloh must always be careful.

"All crossbowmen, wind up!"

The adjutant next to him, Babur. Baron Hamilton repeated, and a row of crossbowmen behind them also placed their arrows on their light crossbows.

"Wait."

Shiloh knew that the range limit of the Astor light crossbow was two hundred yards, but only within sixty yards could it exert the maximum destructive power, so he did not immediately give the order to release the arrows in the face of the overwhelming Wendland heavy cavalry.

On the other side, because Wendland was closer to the northern slope, Viscount Hartmann's side had already carried out a salvo, although the silver-white armored heavy cavalry was not afraid of these crossbow arrows, but the war horses under them could not ignore these sharp arrows, even if there were not many of them, but there were still several Wendran knights who fell to the ground due to the shooting of their mounts, and lost consciousness in the huge impact.

More and more Wendland knights poured into the main battlefield from the forest, Shiloh roughly estimated that there were at least two thousand or so cavalry here, counting the follow-up, at least more than four thousand, although the artillery bombardment of the bow spirit envoy weakened Wendland's strength, but compared to the number of the two armies, Astel was still at a disadvantage.

Shiloh stood quietly in the face of the influx of Wendland knights, he noticed that the lieutenant next to him seemed to be faintly nervous, and the riders behind him also held their breath and did not dare to make a sound, and an uneasy atmosphere spread through Aster's army.

Three hundred yards, two hundred and fifty yards, two hundred yards, the enemy was close to the range of the crossbowman, but Shiloh still did not give the order to shoot, the soldiers were a little impatient, and there was a little noise from the ranks, but no one dared to do it without permission, because on the battlefield, disobedience to military orders would end in death.

"Mr. Ian Gray, aren't we going to do it yet?"

Babur. Baron Hamilton wiped the sweat from his forehead, he was not familiar with this priest, but Lord Manstein had told him that he would obey this priest's orders no matter what, so he only tactfully reminded him that he hoped that this Mr. Ian Gray would not play with their lives.

"Wait."

Shiloh simply repeated the sentence as he watched as Wendland's army came a hundred yards away.

"If we wait, we'll be ......"

Just as he was about to speak, Baron Hamilton's words were interrupted by a long howl.

It was a shrill buzz, and at the same time there was a crimson fire, and the meteor that shot from the World Tree Bud Trasil was falling towards the heart of the battlefield.

It's a scorching arrow.

The earth began to tremble, and with a huge explosion, the second half of Wendland's team was completely covered in fire and smoke, and the knights hesitated, they could only speed up their pace and charge towards the Astor army in the west.

This was a blow that had been planned from the beginning in order to split the Windland army, and it could be seen that the large crater caused by this arrow had split the Windland knights who had been charging together in two, and the team had been reduced by nearly half.

"Shoot the arrows!"

Only then did Shiloh wave his hand and give the order to shoot.

"Shoot the arrows!"

Baron Hamilton heard only the fluttering of a series of bowstrings, and then saw countless arrows flying into the sky, cutting graceful arcs, and landing in the middle of Wendland's ranks.

The cavalry wounded by the arrows lost their balance and fell, tripping their teammates behind them, and in just one round of fire, Wendland's cavalry lost dozens of men.

"Second team, release the arrows!"

The order was conveyed in the ranks, and the crossbowmen of the first row quickly retreated, while the crossbowmen of the second row stepped forward and fired their crossbow arrows almost at a flat angle.

For the second round of shooting, the Wendelan Vanguard was chosen directly in front, these men were more heavily armoured, and even the horses were covered with stronger armor, but because they were already very close, the damage to Wendlan was no less than the previous one.

"Everyone, draw your sword!"

Shiloh also pulled out the saber at his waist, although he was familiar with all kinds of swordsmanship in his previous life, but it was only done with the assistance of the game system, and now although he still has the impression of these swordsmanship, he can only be regarded as a novice with swords, and he is not even as good as these soldiers around him.

But for him, it was enough to know that swinging a sword could kill an enemy.

The grinding of metal was accompanied by the drawing of swords from their scabbards, and a thousand blades gleamed in the bright light of Silvermoon Eustia, and the entire team fell silent, in stark contrast to the furious Wendland army.

"The sword will break, the shield will break, and we will fight until dawn."

Shiloh shouted, he paraphrased the lines in a similar passage he had read in the novel in his previous life, and he was inexplicably a little enthusiastic.

"For Aster, charge!"

He took the lead and began to accelerate his sprint, and after him, all the cavalry began to charge, and they took advantage of the slope to increase their speed, kicking up a cloud of dust, obscuring the moonlight and enveloping the battlefield.

And Wendland's cavalry didn't have much panic when they saw Astor rushing towards him, after all, they were well-equipped and faced head-on, and these knights were confident that they could take one to ten, so they also accelerated and ran towards Astelle.

Baron Hamilton also thought the same way, he had fought with Wendland several times, and knew the horror of the other party on the frontal battlefield, although they now had the support of the bow spirit envoy and the relative superiority in numbers, but he was still uneasy, looking at the back of the blue-robed priest in front of him, and his heart was a little apprehensive.

However, Shiloh didn't have such an idea, he watched the knights of Wendran get closer and closer, he could see the thick and shiny armor of the other party, see the sharp blade of the other party, and see the roaring face of the other party hidden under the armor, he estimated in his heart that the time was almost up, and he took out a small piece of glow crystal from the small pocket on his waist.

It's a flashbang.

He threw the glow crystal into the sky, and the originally dark night sky suddenly became like day, and the unsuspecting Wendland knights suddenly scattered their positions, and the original offensive also eased somewhat.

Taking advantage of this gap, Shiloh took another thing hanging from his waist in front of him, put it in his mouth, and then, with all his strength, blew it.

It was the glorious trumpet. (To be continued.) )