Chapter 561: The Great Collapse
The Berans are generally familiar with cavalry and know their power, but that doesn't mean they are fearless.
There are two kinds of fear, one is the fear of the unknown, and the other is the fear of the known, and at this moment the Beran infantry is facing the torture of the latter.
It is not uncommon to see cavalry crushing infantry, trampling people into mud, or throwing people flying with their spears...... In the face of cavalry onslaught, these terrifying memories will naturally be revived.
In the past, they were the ones who came to laugh at the enemy troops who were overwhelmed by friendly cavalry, but now that this treatment is their turn, who will stand stupidly?
At this time, the garrison of the artillery position on the right flank also raised its spears and surrounded this side, while the phalanx on the far right also launched a surprise attack.
This became the last straw that broke the camel's back, and the Belan army on the right flank immediately fell into a state of total rout!
Some of the Belans still kept their senses and tried to flee into the distance, but some of them had no strength to think about it in the life and death situation, and they fled wildly, some ran into the muzzles of the Luo Ming army, and some rushed in the direction of the friendly army-
At best, they hoped that their allies would be able to deal with these cavalry, but in their arms, they were ready to let their allies make a shield for them, so that they could flee for their lives!
If they had stood still and formed a phalanx, they might have been able to withstand this wave of cavalry, or at least neutralize the cavalry's momentum and reduce the number of casualties they inflicted, but who wants to do that?
Who wants to stand still and help someone else flee to block their guns?
As long as you are not stupid, you will choose to run first at this moment and let others stay in the formation to block, and the final result is that few people are willing to form a formation, and it becomes a large-scale sprint race.
Although everyone who makes up the collective is basically not stupid, the whole group is sometimes so unwise.
As a result, it was routs and routs, and they were out of control.
The noble cavalry laughed and drove away the rout with their spears, sabers, and swords, and kept a proper distance, and used them as the front to charge the Beran army in the center.
Next, the cavalry will continue to defeat the Beran in the center, so that the rout will further increase, and carry a greater rout tide to attack the Beran army on the left flank!
Whether it was the suppression of peasant revolts, or the bandits, or the patchwork of other minor nobles, they had accumulated a wealth of experience in this area.
For them, this thing is simply not too skilled!
At this point, there were some Beran mercenaries who were able to keep their cool and maintain basic organizational discipline - but they didn't choose to fight the cavalry, but barely managed to retreat in formation.
On the left flank of the battlefield, the Belan cavalry was still using the onion-peeling tactic, flanking Luo Ming's phalanx in waves.
Although many cavalry fell in the process, one of the corners of the phalanx had been half-smoothed and was already unstable.
It seems that the enemy will soon be routed!
However, the next wave of cavalry that was about to storm the phalanx bumped into a few fleeing allies in the middle of the way, and accidentally trampled on and knocked over a few.
"What happened?"
"Oh no! look!"
Thousands of infantry fell into confusion under the onslaught of the phalanx, cavalry, and rout, and began to disperse.
And a large part of the routs are rushing in this direction, and when they are fleeing for their lives, they really exert their full strength, and their momentum and momentum are almost comparable to a charge!!
Most of the lethality of cavalry comes from speed, and once surrounded by routs, it will not be able to run at all, and the huge size of the horse will become a fatal burden.
"Withdraw ——!!!"
The viscount endured the heart-rending pain and gave the order to retreat, but it was already a little late.
How many people can hear his voice alone on a noisy battlefield?
Even if they heard it, they had already divided into many squads to take turns attacking the cavalry on the flanks of the phalanx, and it was difficult to take them all back for a while.
"Damn!" he gritted his teeth, and was about to evacuate with a few cronies and soldiers around him, but his war horse screamed and fell to the ground with him.
And the cavalry around him also suffered many casualties in a sudden burst of shotguns, and most of the rest thought he was dead, and did not dare to stay here for a moment, so they scattered and fled.
"Give me back...... The master is not dead yet!"
One leg was crushed by the war horse, and he was dizzy, and the cry for help he made with all his might could not reach the ears of any of his subordinates.
No, someone still found out, and soon, the old mercenary captain came to him with two cavalrymen.
"Ahh Anton, get me out of here......" the young viscount pleed aloud.
However, the old man, whom he called Anton, got off his horse, stared at him, and snorted disdainfully.
"You don't want a gratuity? I can give you a two-percent... No, it's Sancheng!" The Viscount also widened his eyes, now he couldn't stand up at all on his own strength, and he could only hope for the other party's greed for money.
There is no mercenary who is not greedy for money, and if you exclude the once-in-a-lifetime case of Granty, that would be true.
But the old man did not hesitate to shut his mouth, blindfold him, and have his hands tied together, before finally he was rescued from his horse.
After all, the greed for money is also based on the enjoyment of life. Luo Ming was blocked in the middle of the road with fifty pistols, and the probability of them escaping was very low.
Even if they escaped, most of the troops would have been left here.
As long as there are troops at hand, then the old mercenary captain can continue to make money, and even hand over the captaincy to his next generation, like an inheritance.
And if he had no troops at hand, would the viscount still pay him obediently? Maybe he wouldn't even get this honorarium, but would be secretly killed. Even if he successfully gets the remuneration and does not have enough troops to protect him, he is still guilty.
After rescuing the viscount, the old man had his men join him in shouting the order to surrender, which was soon fully implemented.
The two leaders of the Beran army, the viscount, have been tied up, and the old mercenary captain has taken the initiative to call for surrender.
And most of the soldiers were also full of panic - at this time, the officers under Luo Ming had also begun to shout "throw down their weapons and surrender without killing", except for some who were still fleeing farther away, the rest gradually gave up hope and chose to surrender.
Seeing that most of the whole army surrendered so quickly, cold sweat was already breaking out on the old man's forehead.
At first, he thought about urgently pulling a group of people to form a formation, and then negotiate terms with Luo Ming, but he immediately remembered that once the formation was formed, it would be the best target for artillery, so he could only press down this tempting idea.
Fortunately, he didn't choose that path, otherwise he might have completely collapsed before he even formed a formation, and after that, once he was caught by Luo Ming, this "stubborn resistance" would definitely have serious consequences.
Now it's a surrender before the battle, maybe there won't be the slightest punishment, and you can still get a reward.