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With the banner of the Imperial Army of East Oguna looming in the distance, and the enemy who did not raise any lighting tools could only be found by the light of the moon, Vittorio immediately halted the advance of all his troops and waited for the slowest moving ballista cart. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"There are thousands of enemies," Patrick whispered, glancing at the enemy lines thousands of miles away, "not mercenaries, but these enemies may be more troublesome than mercenaries, they have a lot of cavalry." The other captains followed Patrick's gaze and finally spotted some Imperial cavalry on armoured horses hiding behind the line. Since the Earl of Camhen had chosen to camp on the hilly heights, the camp was surrounded by a downhill slope, and the enemy was in a slightly higher position, and if the iron horsemen were to charge down the slope to Vittorio's side, it would be difficult to stop them.

However, the Imperial Army of East Oguna did not act rashly, and when Toto's ballista carts were in place, the Imperial soldiers stood motionless. On the contrary, some cavalry began to run in the direction of the Duchy military camp, as if the other party did not intend to confront the mercenary Guardian Regiment.

"Deputy Superintendent, what should we do?"

"It's too far away, and neither the ballista nor the crossbow can make an effective attack," Vittorio said, noting that the area was a large plain with no shelter, "and if we approached on our own initiative, the enemy's cavalry might take advantage of the opportunity to rush over." ”

"My ballista cart can only exert its power when the enemy is stationary or actively attacking... If I want my ballista cart to attack on the move... That's going to get very weak..."

"Toto's ballista cart will certainly not be useful, but we have a large force of more than 10,000 mercenaries, and the enemy is only 5,000 at most, so I think we can spread out a little and get closer. Franklin touched his mustache, he had never been so courageous.

Vittorio pondered for a moment before saying, "Since the Imperial Army of Eastern Oguna has poured out, it must be more than this number, maybe their large army is already attacking the camp of Count Camhen, we can't hesitate to think of a foolproof plan any longer." Toto, you leave your ballista squadron in the rear while the other mercenaries split into three lanes and attack the enemy line at the same time. ”

"Then let's do it!"

Unlike Vittorio, who gradually advanced with superior forces, Fidel's side was completely mired in a chaotic death match. Dozens of good-looking mercenaries had already died under Feide's sword, and Ayana and Selena had been by Feide's side, and the black-armored mercenary leader, who was accustomed to charging ahead, was able to free himself to the fullest.

The long black hair, soaked in sweat and blood, kept swinging, and the body holding the sword in both hands never stopped for a moment, and the absolutely smooth swinging and blocking of the sword made the viewer fascinated, even if it is not an exaggeration to call Feide's movements "sword dance". Fei De had already abandoned the mentality of not being able to hit the enemy, and now he was in the best state of movement, strength and speed, and ordinary mercenaries could not pose the slightest threat to him. Compared to his former self, Feder is now more selfless in battle, except for remembering the meaning of this battle at a certain moment, he focuses all his attention on the balance between his body and his weapons, and his hesitation and chaotic thoughts are completely gone.

"Feyder, the enemy's commander seems to be over there!" Selena shouted to Fidel, who had jumped off his horse and fought with a sword dance. But just as Selena was distracted, a handsome mercenary armed with a short gun suddenly launched a deadly sneak attack from behind Selena!

Before Ayana could draw her bow, Fenrir, who had been following Selena in silence, leaped out of her horse and slashed the head of the short spear with a single sword! Ayana's wooden arrow shot out in the next second, hitting the stunned mercenary.

"Fenrir!" Selena immediately jumped off her horse and helped Fenrir as she had just gotten up from the ground.

"Don't touch me," Fenrir grabbed the other man's wrist with his right hand, then gently pushed it away, and re-grasped the reins of his horse, "Take me to the mercenary named Orlando, and wait for me to settle this pointless scuffle." ”

I don't know if it was because of the other party's touch or the danger just now, Selena's cheeks turned red. But she immediately returned to her horse and called on her men to come closer and prepare to attack in the direction of the enemy commander.

Vega and Luca, who had spotted Orlando before, were fighting with the handsome mercenaries who were protecting their leader, and Orlando, who was protected by many mercenaries, seemed to ignore the mounted mercenaries on one side and walked to the other side.

Lukka quickly calmed down, regrouping the mounted mercenaries who had rushed into the enemy line from this flank, and began to withdraw from the melee combat, leaving most of the mounted mercenaries on their backs to their companions. However, Vega, the other cavalry leader, had clearly lost his composure, and the two silent knife wheels in his hands were spinning wildly, and those mercenaries who approached him would be slashed in the chest or throat in an instant, and those two knife wheels could also block the enemy's sword stabs. Vega, who was irrational as soon as he entered the battle situation, forced Lukka to send a small group of cavalry to cover him, but Lukka had already noticed that some of the troops that appeared in the south were approaching, and his own troops would never approach from that direction.

Although the American Youth Mercenary Group has the advantage in numbers, it is obviously unrealistic to directly carry the cavalry charge launched from both sides at the same time, and there are many mercenaries who died and were seriously injured in the first round of charge, so now the horseback mercenaries with the advantage of mobility have semi-surrounded the American Youth Mercenary Group. Under the command of Luca and other cavalry squad leaders, the horse cavalry mercenaries of the Potato Mercenary Regiment chased the enemy mercenaries like sheep in training, and also used their throwing guns to launch attacks that made it impossible for the enemy to fight back.

By the time Fede had repelled the enemies around him, Fenrir and Selena and a small group of horseback mercenaries had already rushed to Orlando not far away, "That disgusting guy is the mercenary captain, isn't it?" The white lion sword in Fenrir's hand was forged by his own hands, and it was longer and wider than the ordinary white lion sword of Bradley's subordinates.

"That's right, as long as you kill him, the other mercenaries will definitely be defeated immediately!" Just as Selena and Fenrir were staring at Orlando dozens of meters away like they were staring at their prey, Orlando suddenly picked up a long sword and threw it at Fenrir on his horse.

Fenrir dodged the projectile with a slight side, "Then you cover me, I'm only interested in the leader of the enemy." ”

A thousand reinforcements from the widow's mercenary regiment had arrived, and Lukka had to let his men withdraw first to avoid being attacked from both sides. However, the female mercenaries armed with the crossbow machine just needed the mercenaries of the two sides to separate, and under Myra's command, bursts of iron crossbow arrows shot out of the cold crossbow machine. The improved crossbow machine was so fast that the mounted mercenaries couldn't easily dodge, and Lukka's men fell to the ground after being shot. Lukka immediately ordered all the enemies on horseback to come to their aid, and after the female mercenaries fired the third round of crossbow arrows, the cavalry of the Potato Mercenaries had already charged, and Myra called for her sisters to draw their melee weapons, without fear.

"Fidel, the situation on Luka's side is not good," Ayana held the reins in one hand and the short wooden bow in the other, "Captain Selena is trying to find a way to get close to the leader of the American Boy Mercenary Regiment, which side should we support?"

Fidel, who had cut down another enemy, heard Ayana's voice very clearly, and after blocking one of the enemy's swords and counterattacking, he replied, "Don't go far and near, defeat the enemy in front of you first!"

At this time, Fenrir had already rushed forward with his sword, staring at Orlando, who was also riding a war horse, several meters away. The mercenaries who were protecting Orlando scattered under Orlando's orders and fought with the cavalry led by Selena.

"In such a scuffle, someone would want to be one-on-one with me, your courage is really beautiful, just like your face. Orlando held a shield in his left hand and a sword in his right, and looked at Fenrir, who was also handsome and handsome, with appreciative eyes.

"You're Orlando, aren't you, I've been wondering what the rest of your mercenary guild are capable of," Fenrir was surrounded by mercenaries on horseback, "The guys of the funeral mercenary group have always been self-righteous, and while they do have some ability, what about a vase like yours?"

Orlando raised an eyebrow, "Oh!? You're in contact with the funeral mercenary group, you..."

Fenrir ignored the other and rushed straight to Orlando, who met him with his shield held high. Fenrir's longsword swung from one side was blocked by Orlando's striped shield, and Orlando's forward stab was blocked by Fenrir's cavalry shield.

Both of them can use their legs to control the movement of their horses, while taking care of their swords and shields. The two men fought in close quarters, attacking each other back and forth, neither of them able to gain the upper hand in the first minute of the battle, but the unusually sharp Thrust Silver Sword was clearly capable of damaging the ordinary wooden round shield, as Fenrir realized after parrying several Orlando's direct stabs.

"Ha! Your skills and appearance are enough to join our mercenary group and become my squadron leader!" Orlando's swordsmanship was obviously superior, while he shouted and stormed, Fenrir had gradually fallen into the wind in silence, "What's the matter, it's still too late to surrender!"

Fenrir struggled to block another thump from Orlando, his round wooden shield already cracked deeply, while the striped steel shield remained intact, and Fenrir noticed something unusual. Orlando not only has excellent swordsmanship, but his strength is not as weak as it seems, and his sword moves are even more varied. Just as Fenrir was about to be defeated, Selena threw a javelin at Orlando's horse from the side! Orlando immediately tightened the reins, and the horse with various ornaments roared and leaped forward, dodging the javelin. Fenrir also took advantage of this gap to turn his horse's head and escape from Orlando's attack range.

"Want to escape?"

"Hmph, wait for me to change the shield...", Fenrir tossed the tattered wooden shield in his hand, and before he could finish speaking, Fidel, who appeared from among the mounted mercenaries, threw a slightly heavier iron shield to him.

Orlando and Feder looked at each other, and both realized at this moment that the other was their real opponent.