"Light will pierce darkness after all. ”

On the mound on the river bank in front of the town of Earl Harroway, Duncan's upright body was like a javelin, he drew his sword, and in front of him was a fearless figure of multiple echelons of soldiers gathered from various battalions, striding forward.

The first echelon, consisting of large axe men and longbow crossbow swordsmen, did not have heavy armor on their bodies, abandoned the cumbersome bows and crossbows, and ran at the front.

In the face of the cold spears of the enemy's cavalry, all the soldiers of the first echelon beat faster and clenched their teeth.

Due to the sudden appearance of this cavalry regiment, the formation of the Gripen Legion's river-crossing vanguard between the ferry and the town was very messy.

The 2,000-strong Tiger Regiment was mixed into several battalions and regiments, and they were stuck under the city walls, in a dilemma.

Two spear teams used to defend against cavalry, nearly 400 men were attracted by the enemy's two flank cavalry, exposing the huge central cavalry and crossbow regiment to the enemy's cavalry.

There was no mass to defend against the onslaught of cavalry, and without the protection of the spearmen, the slightest carelessness would cause the enemy's cavalry to completely crush the formation.

At this time, Duncan made a quick decision and chose to gather all the legions in the position and charge the cavalry first, intending to entangle the enemy's cavalry regiment before they could get up.

"First echelon! Charge!"

Duncan stood on a high slope by the river, drew his sword and pointed at the cavalry at the gate of the town two hundred meters ahead, and roared in a deep voice.

The sound of a short horn suddenly sounded.

Hearing this, the soldiers of the first echelon stepped up their pace and shouted forward.

At the same time, in the enemy's cavalry regiment, there were also bursts of reins riding forward, urging the horses to charge.

In the darkness of the night, a fierce laugh sounded, and Wag Holt stared at the figures gathered in the dark night ahead.

The more the enemy dared to fight, the more it could arouse his irascible heart.

"Haha. Come on, let these northerners taste the spear riding of the Blood Opera Troupe. ”

"Brother of the Warriors, charge!"

The chaotic banter of the Warriors rang out, and the rumbling of horses' hooves grew.

The horse's hooves struck on the rain-eroded bare meadows, shallow puddles, and were instantly trampled to the point of splashing half-human height of muddy water.

Nearly 1,000 cavalry and 3,000 infantry fought in an area of 500 meters.

"Here we go. ”

Lynn watched this scene coldly at Ruby Beach, took a deep breath, and clenched his fists.

The cavalry of the Warrior Regiment clung to the reins and galloped wildly, and the wreckage of the arrows left over from the previous battle flew past us, but this heroic cavalry regiment did not care.

As they attacked in a straight line, in the dark night, the enemy figures that could only be seen from a distance gradually became clear.

Two whirlwind torrents collided a moment later.

Like two howling winds, colliding with each other.

Thundered!

The initial contact between the cavalry of the Warrior Regiment and the mixed army of the Gripen Legion was shattering.

The first round of collision between the two sides began.

It was like a thunderous sound as the surging sea crashed against the reef.

The thunder was followed by a loud roar of howling and strangulation.

"Warriors!

"Roar—"

"Gripen Legion, kill!"

"Stay in formation!

"Hold on!"

The cavalry of the Warrior Regiment who rushed wildly did not easily tear through the defense line of the Gripen Legion as they imagined before the battle.

Their cavalry spears did pierce through it with ease, and they dared to charge at the body of a crossbow squad in front of the array.

No one has the leisure to think about this illogical scene.

Their mounted spears easily broke through the leading soldiers of the Gripen Legion.

However, the cavalry at the front of the warrior regiment was surprised to find that the crossbow squad array that was almost dying head-on was not instantly crushed like tofu.

They were fragile and had no shields, no spears, and were armed only with melee daggers and a few long axes, which alone could hardly hurt a cavalryman on a tall horse.

However, it was such a group of people who seemed to have little combat effectiveness, but they came straight with their chests puffed up one by one, even if they knew that they were about to die, they continued to move forward without hesitation.

A strange scene, which made the group of vicious wolves of the warrior group feel rare surprise.

Although surprised, the cavalry of the Warrior Regiment has never been merciful.

Their hearts are half as hard as a rock, just like the innocent people who had just slaughtered the city of Robis, and the spears in their hands had always been cold and never soft.

The equally fierce sides erupted into an earth-shattering roar almost at the same time, and countless spears and swords flew up and down, and in the terrible howl, blood splattered everywhere, and stumps flew wildly.

After a short period of killing.

Wag Hort, the leader of the Warrior Regiment who was fighting at the front, suddenly realized that something was wrong.

For some reason, he looked at the front and kept sending him to death, but often at the last moment of death, he still used his body to keep the formation stable.

These people are simply meant to die.

They puffed up their chests and waited for the spears of the Warriors to pierce in, and even in order to make the spears penetrate deeper and more difficult to pull out, they deliberately exposed their hearts in a prominent position.

In exchange for his life, the array is not loose, such an enemy, he has never encountered in the continent of Westeros-

Wag Hoult looked left and right in amazement, his Warrior Regiment cavalry was slaughtering, spearhead easily piercing through the enemy's body, piercing the enemy's chest with the force of the piercing.

Nearly two hundred Gripen Legion soldiers, almost in the blink of an eye, were stabbed to death in the first round of contact with the Warrior Regiment's cavalry.

However, the infantry on the position of the Gripen Legion did not seem to be frightened by the combat power of the cavalry.

More people roared, scrambling to be the first to step forward.

Under the Gripen banner in the center of the Gripen Legion's large array, Duncan, whose eyes were bloodshot, watched the battlefield in front of him turn into a slaughtering Shura field, with moans, hits, and broken bones.

Bloody, foaming at the mouth!

Duncan's eyes cracked, his teeth rattling at him.

He asked the herald beside him, who also looked solemn, and his voice was full of anger: "How long will it take - I will pull out all the bones of this group of cavalry and hang them at the ferry as a bone bridge!"

"Lord Harry Kane and the remaining four armor-piercing crossbow squads chose to break away from the main formation at the beginning of the battle, they were outflanked from both sides, and in order not to be discovered, the soldiers in front of the formation may need to hold on for a while longer!"

Duncan tried to restrain his emotions, and the knight's sword in his hand raised and roared: "Hold on! Okay! But the first echelon has too many casualties, let them retreat, and order the second echelon to meet it!"

"Yes!"

"Roar—"

As soon as Duncan's words fell, the soldiers of the second battalion of the cavalry regiment did not hesitate to raise their swords and rush into the front of the battle formation.

But when they pounced on it and entangled the enemy's cavalry once more.

The first echelon of 500 people, composed of the commanders of the army axes and crossbowmen, who were responsible for the interception of the first echelon, had almost suffered casualties under the most ferocious charging spears of the cavalry of the Warrior Regiment.

The soldiers of the Cavalry Regiment stepped into the battlefield full of corpses, and looked at the corpses of the brothers who had their eyes full of corpses, and their chests burned with endless anger.

As light cavalry, their armor is similar to that of crossbowmen, and they are leather armor that cannot defend against enemy spears.

However, presumably only the first echelon and the second echelon soldiers, equipped with heavy axes and short sword melee weapons, have the ability to kill cavalry, and the echelon soldiers have taken out the prepared standard equipment - short javelins during the run.

"Whoosh whoosh—"

On the second day, the soldiers of the Cavalry Regiment of the Echelon frantically charged forward to fill the gap left by the first echelon, and at the same time flicked their arms and threw the short javelin vigorously.