He turned around and killed back, and commanded angrily: "The Praetorian Guards are lined up on the spot! The first echelon is aiming, and the second echelon is loaded! Although the enemy is a knight, he is wearing cloth clothes, let them taste the taste of steel and gunpowder!"

Frederick grabbed Ryan's arm and glared at him, "The back road is cut?"

"Three thousand guards, it's hard to rush out!"

"Come with me!" Frederick threw Ferdinand's head at Lane, and the major general bared his teeth in disgust, and then Frederick whispered, "Hide this head, beware of cold arrows." The pen %fun %pavilion www.biquge.info use the forbidden army to attract the other party, and when the other party comes over and is entangled by the dragoons, he will sprint with me to break through. ”

Ryan's heart was hot. He found that although Frederick was calm and calm in the choice between life and death, he was also so cold that his relatives did not recognize him, because Frederick's ability to make hesitant choices in an instant seemed to be his unique talent.

At this moment, Alice was chasing the fleeing Admiral Farina, so Frederick could concentrate on dealing with the 300 fearless knights who rushed up. Because they were wearing cloth clothes, this group of fearless knights charged extremely fast, and the swarming crowd was submerged within a hundred meters in the blink of an eye, and their roaring facial features could already be seen clearly.

Frederick roared at the Praetorian Army, stood at the front with his horizontal sword, and roared at the top of his voice: "Fight back with me!

Under the double supervision of Frederick and Lane, the retreating Janissary finally stood still, loaded and loaded their guns as ordered, scattered in a haphazard manner, and aimed at the fearless knights who rushed towards them.

The enemy had already rushed eighty meters, just in the precise range of the flintlock guns.

"First echelon, fire! Second echelon prepare!" Frederick was extremely skillful.

"Bang Bang!" The first echelon stood up to shoot, more than 30 muskets trembled at the same time, the muzzle of the guns smoked, and more than 10 fearless knights in the front suddenly fell down, slipped three meters on the ground, and got up with their hands and feet to continue to rush, and the bullet holes on their bodies were poofing blood.

Frederick's face remained unchanged, his horizontal sword stood at the front of the team, and he raised his hand to supervise the battle: "The second echelon aims! Fire! The first echelon retreats and loads!"

He knew that even if the first echelon was loaded, there would be no time to shoot. It takes thirty seconds for the most skilled flintlock musketeers to load, and by that time, the fearless knights who are like wolves have already slit their throats with their fighting swords.

But Frederick still commanded in this way, so as to ensure that the formation was stable.

When the second echelon fired, there were more than forty guns spitting fire, but the dreadnought knight had already rushed to a distance of twenty meters. The extremely close distance brought a super high hit rate, so this round of salvo effect was outstanding, and more than 30 fearless knights were shot, fell to the ground and rolled around.

Because Frederick had been standing still and standing at the forefront with his sword crossed, the forbidden army who fired the gun restrained his fear, did not drop his gun and turned his head and ran.

Until the end, Frederick did not flinch, he went out to fight against the water, pressed down the horse, the horizontal sword blocked in front of him, the pores of the whole body were open, the hair was straight, the "Feng Zhen" mental method was fully opened, and he was always on guard against attacks from all directions, while roaring in the wind: "Everyone fire freely!"

The commander did not retreat an inch, and the forbidden army behind him was even more angry, as brave as a man facing the flood, standing and aiming one after another, the muzzle of the gun against the fearless knight who rushed in the face, and the gunfire came and went!

In the next second, Frederick relied on the length of the emperor's soldiers and began to slash horizontally, and even then, he was immediately overwhelmed by the swarming fearless knights.

The fearless knights, dressed in sackcloth shirts and clutching short swords, pounced on the Praetorian army like wolves pounced on rabbits. When the Forbidden Army panicked, the muzzle of the gun was nailed to the chest of the Fearless Knight and fired, and the impact of the gunpowder blew a hole in the knight's chest muscles, exposing his ribs - but even if the Fearless Knight was staggered, he did not feel the pain, but intensified his sword through the Praetorian Army's sternum, and with an easy thud, the Forbidden Army's torso poured down like a split water bladder.

The fearless knights who were pierced through the heart by bullets could often catch and slash and stab several forbidden soldiers to death before they fell to the ground without oxygen and died a glorious death.

This hunt-style rush completely destroyed the remaining morale, and the gun-wielding forbidden soldiers found that their weapons could not stop the killing, and finally broke down their confidence, lost their guns and fled.

The inevitable rout finally happened. The guns were completely extinguished, and no one dared to take aim, and the Forbidden Army screamed and scurried all over the ground, either being chased and stabbed to death, or rolling and crawling into the woods.

When Ryan saw this, he knew that this group of forbidden troops would definitely not be able to stop the charge of the dreadnought knights, who did not wear armor, although they died faster, but their destructive power was also stronger. When they rush into the musketeers, they are wolves into the flock, and it must be the sheep that collapse.

At this moment, the dragoons finally rushed forward, and the 46 dragoons in heavy armor roared and adjusted their horses: "Column!

Three or five dragoons hastily assembled into a conical formation, and roared through the formation of the fearless knights, not only knocking away two fierce men, but also slashing with their swords, cutting off the heads of three fearless knights.

But the cloth knights were undaunted, they ignored the five dragoons who rushed over, and then, with a numerical advantage of five times the enemy, they dragoons who had just rushed to the square like a tsunami.

The remaining dragoons had just climbed the stairs, and before they could speed up their horses, they saw countless hideous men rushing in front of them, holding Roman fighting swords in their hands, scrambling to leap up two meters high, and then threw the dragoons off their horses, fell to the ground, and wrestled and rolled.

The dragoon major kicked off the stirrups, dismounted, held his helmet, and then faced the fearless knight with his sword in both hands, and roared with the short words: "Dismount!"

The dragoons were outnumbered, but had an advantage in equipment. They were fully armed, and only weak points such as armpits, battle skirts, and the back of the neck were afraid of short sword stabs, so the morale of the dragoons was still high, and they scolded the mother and the dreadnought knights for hitting and slashing, and fighting together.

After the great rout of the forbidden army, the dragoons who rushed to the aid finally re-anchored the position.

Ryan tried his best and only had 179 points of divine power, and the two pistols behind his waist were all gone, so he escaped and killed the three dreadnought knights, and stood firm in blood, and was dragged by Frederick: "While they are rushing north, we will flee south!"

Ryan was immediately enlightened and understood Frederick's motives.

The dilemma at that time was as follows:

The 3,000 National Guards had already rushed up the stairs from Heroes' Square to block the escape route to the north, and the guards blocked the north and the fearless knights blocked the south. The dragoons who came to help, and the forbidden army that was trapped in the trap, had fallen into the heavy siege of the enemy on their backs, and there was no chance of escape. But Frederick took advantage of his teammates' plight to create life for himself.

Because Frederick took the lead in encouraging the Janissaries to shoot back, the fearless knights from the south rushed at full speed to slaughter the Praetorian Army, leaving the southern exit undefended and giving Frederick the opportunity to break through to the south.

Even if the fearless knights tried to chase Frederick, their main force would be entangled in the dragoons, resulting in a greatly reduced number of people chasing Frederick and increasing Frederick's chances of escape.

Ryan thought about all this clearly, and immediately felt sad for the forbidden army. They are creeps, so they are used as tools.

When Frederick broke out of the siege, he was covered in bruises and had sword marks on his uniform, but he still held his long knife and dragged Ryan south. He was blown by the wind, and as he ran for his life, he said hurriedly, "Twenty-six silver knights are in the south to rescue the Empress." When we join them, we can fight back and escape with the Empress. ”

Ryan replied excitedly: "With the Empress, you can gather troops to launch a full-scale counteroffensive, even if it is ......"

His voice stopped abruptly, and the phrase "It doesn't matter if they die" could not be uttered in any way, but he knew that this was what Frederick thought.

Frederick didn't speak, gritted his teeth and glanced back, seeing that there were only more than a dozen fearless knights chasing behind, and muttered overjoyedly: "They only came more than ten people, they must not know that we have infiltrated the troops to respond." We can win by escaping to the lower palace!" (To be continued.) )