With the sound of a rousing horn, the cavalry on both sides took the lead in the charge, strolling, then briskly, then trotting, and at the last 50 meters, leveling their rifles and sprinting at full speed.

In the smoke and dust, the iron horse's paw slammed against the ground, and a loud thunderous sound echoed throughout the valley.

The knights, together with their attendants, had a total of two thousand hoplites galloping on the flat ground at the same time, and Stannis, who was still on the hillside, felt himself shaking.

He finally knew why the heavy cavalry was able to turn a blind eye in the age of cold weapons, because in the face of these one-ton monsters approaching him at an unstoppable speed, those peasants who were sent to be cannon fodder without much training needed great courage just to escape.

"Are they just so stupid hedges? Can they make some off-the-beaten-thrusts?" asked Stannis to Korodov, if he were to take command, he would definitely dig some trenches on the battlefield, erect horse-repellent stakes, and use all kinds of fire, water, smoke, and fire, and then these dull Western Continenters would only rush with their heads covered.

However, the experienced knight chief decisively rejected his idea, "The field here is very empty, which is not conducive to setting traps, and if it is not handled properly, it will cause trouble for the advance of your own troops." ”

He was still too young, and Stannis once again felt that his oriental wisdom beyond a thousand years seemed to be of no use.

The knight at the front, 'Sword Wind' Banya, had already entered the enemy formation, his not so majestic figure was instantly swallowed by countless black shadows, hundreds of riding spears were instantly broken, sawdust and spear heads flew in the air, just a look, about a quarter of the knights screamed and fell off their horses, more horses neighed and stopped, and the knights above drew their swords and began to slash selflessly.

The clashing of weapons resounded through the sky, but the fierce hand-to-hand combat did not cause much casualties, relying on the knight's own sophisticated plate armor and shields, and only blunt weapons could cause effective damage.

The trumpets of both sides sounded again, which was to call the knights to regroup.

After the first round of charges, most of the knights chose to return to their camp.

But at some point, the diminutive champion knight Rabania actually killed through the enemy formation alone, and appeared in front of the enemy formation covered in blood.

Worthy of being the first knight of Tanis! Stannis couldn't help but sigh, is he ready to ride?

It seemed that the Savoy side was also nervous, and the soldiers in the front rows lowered their spears and aimed them at the knights.

Stanis is preoccupied, ready to witness firsthand the amazing but often appearing humanoid dragon Aotian in the fantasy world.

But the 'Sword Wind' didn't rush any further, after all, 1 dozen 10,000 is too exaggerated in the fantasy world.

When he was still five meters away from the gun, he turned his horse's head and fled in a 180-degree turn.

In this regard, the lord who was full of anticipation could only express his speechlessness.

"After the knight charged, the next step was the infantry duel. Korodov finally spoke.

The drums sounded again, and to the rhythmic beat of the drums, the infantry on Tannis's side formed 16 phalanxes and advanced in an 8x2 column.

Each phalanx consisted of about two hundred infantry, while the archers stood on the hillside and fired bows and arrows at the enemy.

"Why aren't the men on either flank up yet?" Stannis noticed that the soldiers from the left and right directions, each with about two thousand men at a distance, remained motionless.

"Because the Chinese army has not yet made contact, if we rush into the battlefield, we are not sure that the opposite side will throw all the cavalry into one wing and break our weak wing at once. ”

On the way forward, from time to time people were hit by arrows and fell to the ground, but no one stopped to care for them, nor did they carry the wounded soldiers down the battlefield, leaving the wails of the dying and dying of blood loss.

It seems that there is no battlefield first aid here, and Stanis knows that the cause of the heavy casualties of the Medieval army is not death on the spot, but that the wounded soldiers do not receive first aid, and it seems that he is going to find some beautiful nurse sister to establish a classical field hospital.

Finally, the two sides stopped less than fifty meters apart, and the soldiers in the first few rows pulled out heavy weapons such as two-handed swords and armor-piercing hammers, and their role was like a commando team tearing open.

With the sudden roar of the horn, the soldiers also let out an earth-shattering cry like madness, and then at the roar of the leading knight officer, the infantry began to charge, one by one the phalanx disintegrated, and merged with the phalanx separated opposite.

At the same time, from time to time on the battlefield, several blazing fireballs exploded in the most densely populated places.

It was a 'fire blast' that only a mage could use, and Stannis noticed that not far from the battlefield, several mages in robes were standing behind the double anti-front chanting incantations.

Those were the guardian mages of their respective lieges, and they were protected by the soldiers, as important as heavy artillery.

It turns out that a mage can make a big fireball, and that gunpowder is still useful! Fortunately, he is not a bitter science student. Stannis secretly rejoiced.

However, those mages were exhausted and collapsed after casting a few spells, and it seemed that releasing a large mage was extremely physically demanding.

With the bloody battle, the soldiers fell one by one like harvested wheat, the soldiers in front died, and the people behind immediately pounced, completely competing which side collapsed first.

"Is this all about being more than on which side?" Stannis could see that many people couldn't even wield their weapons in this crowded environment, and they were completely squeezing each other to death.

"That's right. Korodov gave him a strange look, wasn't the decisive factor in the war the competition to which side of the army had more?

If it was just a simple competition of manpower without so many conspiracy and conspiracy, Stannis felt that he could also participate in the war game with his own intelligence.

The infantry on both sides were inseparable, and at this time the men and horses on both flanks finally began to move, and they shouted to each other to charge, strangled together.

But Stannis was thinking about how he would have done better if he had commanded it himself.

Since this battle is only a contest of which side has more people, why can't the heavy forces be placed in one direction to form a local advantage?

In the process of this infantry phalanx, Ibami Nonda of Thebes showed its superiority in defeating the Spartan change of formation, deploying heavy forces on the enemy's weak chain, as long as it could open a gap in the front, even a small hole led to the complete defeat of the opponent's entire front.

"If I were in command," Stannis began to say what he envisioned, "I would draw one of each of the six columns of the square on the right and deploy them to the two columns on the left, so that although the number of people on the right would be reduced, the ratio of one to two would still be maintained, and the remaining five teams would be deployed to the left, forming a nearly one-to-four advantage, and the enemy on the left would be defeated as quickly as possible, and then the rest would be surrounded by the right flank." At the same time, the extra 1 team is left as a reserve, and it is divided into several squads for reinforcements at any time to fill the holes in the front. ”