Lan Ya, their estimate is good, the battle of the Songfeng Battalion has already begun. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoIt's just that the battle situation is completely different from what they imagined, Lambard led a group of young adults to occupy an absolute advantage, and the enemy was beaten very badly.

Not because of how strong their combat effectiveness was, but because they had too few opponents, with only one infantry brigade of less than three hundred people.

The men in the north are very fierce, and they are good at riding and shooting, and dare to fight. But the people are the people, they lack training, and they lack the will to fight, not to mention strategy and tactics.

Today, however, their opponents were not very good, they were undisciplined, they were basically infantry, trapped in a camp, and they couldn't get out of the way.

This camp on the mound is the Songfeng Camp, which was originally the official post station of the Kingdom of Stormgard, but after it was abandoned, it was converted into a granary by the residents of Yushan Town, and was usually guarded by a group of militia. Now, that group of militia was just outside the camp gates, but all of them were reduced to bloody corpses.

In fact, it was expected that the Pine Wind Camp was occupied, and Lambard originally planned to turn north and buy food in other market towns that had not yet fallen, if it was really impossible to do anything. When they fled their homes, they still brought a lot of money and jewelry, enough to feed their children for a season.

But it backfired, and the dozen or so corpses thrown at the gate of the camp became the fuse that triggered the fierce battle.

No one could stand the corpses of their loved ones in the wilderness, and there were not many defenders here, and Lambard couldn't hold down the crowd at all, and the angry militiamen launched a fierce assault on the camp gates. In front of the camp gate, the defenders of the Northern Legion set up their horses and hid behind bunkers to defend with bows and arrows, and the militiamen took turns charging with earthen spears as javelins.

Relying on their superb horsemanship, they rushed diagonally to the front of the horse, threw their javelins fiercely, and then circled back, the line rotated like wheels, javelin after javelin, without gaps, and the defenders hiding behind bunkers were so suppressed that they could not raise their heads.

The numerical superiority was greatly demonstrated here, and the scattered defenders were completely unable to meet the militia charge head-on, and could only throw arrows upwards indiscriminately. At such a close distance, it was impossible to shoot a parabola, and those feathered arrows that went straight up and down could not hurt anyone, and the militiamen became more and more unscrupulous.

After a few rounds of javelins, the plank fortifications were in tatters, and the soldiers trapped behind did not dare to run out, but could only watch as their companions were crucified one by one, praying that reinforcements would arrive before they were killed.

Where are the reinforcements? Reinforcements were 10 kilometers away, a whole army of 10,000 troops, and had already arrived. It's just that they didn't rush to help, but held a military intelligence meeting on the spot.

Gelma really couldn't understand that this place was not under the effective rule of Stormgard in the first place, and at most a few rebel armies could be born, how could a rabble shake tens of thousands of regular troops? The life and death of friendly forces is at stake, so why is it necessary to hold a meeting on the battlefield?

But after all, she is not the coach of this passer-by, and she has no right to give orders, so she has to grit her teeth and sit down at the venue and listen to these people's nonsense.

The meeting was unexpectedly lengthy and substantial, and Gelma looked at the unknown people, her anger building up quickly, and just as she was about to explode, the situation happened.

A terrible shout alarmed the venue, and the participating generals followed the sound to see that the military formation in the north was in chaos, and a war horse passed through the formation and went straight to the open-air venue.

It was the messenger sent by the Matsukaze Battalion.

Seeing the soldier on his horse, Germa stood up in surprise.

The soldier was covered in blood, and a spear entered his right shoulder blade and pierced through his right chest, nailing him through. He ran all the way, and all the soldiers were moved, and no one dared to stop him.

The war horse was covered in sweat, snorting heavily and spewing white gas, and rushed into the venue, stopping and immediately kicking up, snorting and slapping on the ground, obviously tired and frightened. The dying soldier rolled down and fell to the ground on his side, where he was grabbed by Ghelma.

Germa's eyes widened in anger and he shouted, "Tell me about the military situation!" ”

The paladin's holy light had a powerful healing effect, but the soldier was too badly wounded to heal, and once the piercing spear was removed, he would immediately forget. Now I can only hope that he will continue to breathe this tone, tell the information and then die.

Not to disappoint Gelma, the soldier told the battle of the Pine Wind Camp as it was, and repeatedly begged for reinforcements several times before he died with his eyes open.

Hearing the information, the generals and generals present at the meeting looked at each other, and finally focused all their eyes on coach Vivas.

"Deputy Legionnaire, what are you waiting for?" Looking at Vivas, who was still bowing his head and pondering, Germa held the corpse in his arms and asked in a deep voice.

Vivas shook his head and said hesitantly, "I'm afraid that this is just a trap for the enemy, which is close to the forest, and it is likely that their main army is lying in ambush inside. ”

"Vivas!" Gallma was so enraged that she stood up and called her by name, as did her two of her immediate subordinates, who were also angry. "It's 2,000 men attacking the Songfeng battalion! How is it possible that there are still enemy forces on a large scale?! ”

Hearing this, Vivas's eyes changed and he shouted: "Knight Gelma, please pay attention to your words, you only think about those hundreds of soldiers, but me! You have to be responsible for tens of thousands of subordinates! ”

The two stared at each other, each clenching his blade, and a posture of slashing people at any time, and the atmosphere in the venue suddenly became tense.

Three seconds later.

"Let's go!" Germa waved her hand hatefully, turned angrily and left.

Two of his subordinates hurriedly followed, and one of them asked, "Where are we going?" ”

Gelmar strode towards the headquarters, "He won't go, we'll go to the Knight of Light!" ”

"Good!" The two subordinates looked at each other and shouted.

"Knights of the Holy Light, all members of the seventh detachment obey the order!" Far away from the headquarters, Germa shouted: "Get on your horse at once, we will go to the aid of the friendly forces." ”

"Get on the horse!" As soon as the order was given, the Holy Light Knights, who were originally sitting on the ground bored, were shocked, and responded in unison, and all of them got on their horses. The soldiers of the Northern Legion sitting on the ground around looked at them inexplicably with complicated expressions.

A horsewhip was thrown head-on by the adjutant, and Germa caught it, grabbed the saddle with his left hand, and turned over on his horse. Once seated, her gaze swept over the faces of the Northern Legionnaires.

Those people, or rather their comrades, all looked at the 200 Holy Light Knights who were ready to go with expressionless faces, and the atmosphere was indescribably strange.

"Your Excellency......" One of the lieutenants was about to speak, but was interrupted by Germa raising his hand.

"Get out!"

Almost screaming, Gelmar whipped his mount fiercely, and the horse "Herod" rushed out, and the knights followed one by one, lined up in a "one" array, and drove through the army to the north.

For some reason, a dark cloud welled up in Gelma's heart, and he was a little overwhelmed.

In fact, not only her, but all the paladins seemed to be a little wrong, no one spoke, no one shouted grandiose words, and no one even mentioned the Holy Light.

10 kilometers ahead, Songfeng Battalion.

After a series of onslaught, the fortifications behind the rejection of the horses were finally completely destroyed by the militia, and the rotten wood chips collapsed, revealing the nailed corpses. Without the threat of this line of defense, a few militiamen immediately rushed over, picked the horses away, and the militia brigade swarmed in and launched a merciless strangulation of the remaining defenders inside. (To be continued.) )