Chapter 418: The Last Trump Card?
The time goes back to five minutes ago.
"Damn, I didn't expect that the Japanese samurai led by the enemy daimyo himself were not much worse than the Boghall two-handed swordsmen in terms of combat effectiveness and momentum, if it weren't for the naginata, the plate chain mail would have a slight advantage over the katana or other weapons, and the quality of the armor between the two sides was very different, the Japanese samurai with a similar number of naginatas would definitely drown the Boghall two-handed swordsmen. Driving the immortal war horse under his crotch to speed up his advance, Feng Longde rode his horse and galloped at the same time as his soul heart rhythmized at high speed, thinking about all aspects of things, "Now that you have me and I have you on the battlefield, the Teutonic artillery can't provide much fire assistance, and the most important thing is that the enemy's horseback warriors have not yet appeared, and the three lines of defense and the pre-war camp must be left behind to defend and rely on, it seems that we can only rely on us!"
"Your Majesty the King! The enemy's camp has been found in the left front!Do you want to attack?" Just when Feng Longde was analyzing the current battlefield situation through the intelligence transmitted from all aspects of the soul connection, Li Sa in his right rear shouted loudly, because of the speed of the horse and the sound of the wind, Li Sa's voice sounded a little strange, "There are still some people in the enemy camp, do you want to deal with them first?"
"Regardless of them, the most important thing for us at the moment is to support our Boghall brothers and Acropolis brothers, the sooner we arrive at the battlefield, the more our soldiers will not be lost here!" Feng Longde also replied loudly, in order to let Li Sa hear clearly, he deliberately used some soul energy to increase the effect of his answers, making Li Sa's ears tingle a little when he heard his answer.
"Understood! Forget it loudly, how to shake the eardrums" After responding in a thick voice, Li Sa muttered and complained.
Not bothering to pay attention to Li Sa's thoughts, Feng Longde saw that the light in front of him began to grow more and more and become clearer, and he knew that he and the others were about to rush from the forest to the frontal battlefield full of flesh and blood.
Thinking of this, Feng Longde's left hand holding the reins took a posture, allowing the steel iris shield on his left arm to cover his left torso and left leg as much as possible, while the steel super-long riding spear that had been held high in his right hand was slowly flattened, and the tip of the spear shining with a cold light pointed straight ahead.
At the same time, the Teutonic Tomahawk Rangers, who had undergone countless rounds of rigorous training, reflexively arranged the large round shields on their left arms and the mounted spears in their right hands, and prepared to charge as they marched.
At the moment when he first rushed out of the forest, Feng Longde let out his own roar at the loudest volume he could:
"Teutonic Victory!!!"
"My glory is loyalty!"
"Long live Teuton!"
"Stampeing these bastards to death!"
"Anal them!"
Amid the loud roar of Von Ronde and the various personal cries of the Teutonic Tomahawk Rangers, the Teutonic Tomahawk Rangers, led by an overweight Teutonic knight and his flag captain, rushed out of the forest and slaughtered the enemy, forcing many Japanese samurai who were behind their companions to turn around and deal with the uninvited guests who suddenly appeared from behind.
Feng Longde, who was holding a steel super-long cavalry spear, still rushed to the front of everyone, and the steel super-long cavalry spear in his hand had not yet taken effect, and the undead war horse under his crotch had already knocked away a Japanese samurai who wanted to wield a katana and slash over.
At that moment, Feng Longde suddenly felt that the scene and time around him seemed to have slowed down, and a bright red blood flower bloomed in front of him, and the blood continued to drift in the air, and then splashed on the body of the undead war horse and Feng Longde.
"Was that Japanese samurai smashed by the undead war horse, or was trampled by the undead war horse?" At the same time as this thought flashed in the soul heart, the scene and time around Feng Longde suddenly accelerated, "Ha, the state of concentration, what Caroline once mentioned when she was training my combat skills, now I can actually stimulate this mental state as soon as I enter the battle, it seems that there is still progress"
Although Feng Longde was wandering these thoughts in the heart of his soul, this did not delay him from continuing to drive the immortal war horse to charge forward desperately, and soon the steel super-long cavalry spear in his hand stabbed to death a Japanese samurai who was holding a ten-character spear in both hands and tried to stab him, and then skillfully deflected the wrist of his right hand to control the direction of the charge, and then successfully recovered the steel super-long cavalry spear poked on the corpse with his backhand and pointed forward again, running towards the next Japanese samurai who tried to stop him.
Ever since Feng Longde learned that the Guards knights such as Yarman knew how to recover the steel extra-long cavalry spear during the battle against tens of thousands of Aztec warriors, he took several Guard Knights to teach him how to use this technique in turn every day when he trained his horse combat skills, plus he later went back in time through Remilia's "time rewind" in the Red Devil Pavilion As for the influence of the third memory of Herman, Feng Longde can be regarded as completely integrating this riding spear technique into his own combat skills after half a year of hard practice, and today he uses this riding spear use skill on the enemy's body.
The sound of the clash of war horses, the clash of metal, the crackling of flesh and blood being trampled on the battlefield all kinds of sounds produced on the battlefield continued to reach Feng Longde's ears, even the demonic ring-winged barrel helmet on his head could not isolate much volume. Feng Longde didn't know what the undead war horse under his crotch had hit and run over, because the sound of those collisions was not one by one but continuous, without any intervals, even for a short time, the sound sounded like constantly throwing whole meat and bones into a meat grinder and grinding them raw, which was quite creepy.
While stabbing the oncoming Japanese samurai in the direction of the charge with the steel super-long cavalry spear in his right hand and recovering the steel super-long cavalry spear with his backhand to continue the attack, Feng Longde struggled to fix himself on the back of the undead war horse under his crotch, in the stage of riding and charging, any sudden impact regardless of the severity of the horse's severity may turn him off the horse, and at this time, the result of falling from the horse is to be trampled by a large group of Teutonic tomahawk rangers behind him, even if his regeneration ability is high, if he is trampled by the horse's hooves and crushes his head and tramples on the soul heart, it will be completely dead, this is not a small thing to joke。
At the same time that Feng Longde was rushing to the front with a steel iris shield and a steel extra-long cavalry spear to kill the enemy, Li Sa, the flag captain of the Teutonic Tomahawk Ranger Flag Team, was also doing the same: after the cavalry spear in his right hand stabbed to death a Japanese samurai who was blocking his charging path, Li Sa flipped his wrist a few times, flexibly held the decapitated spear with the head of the gun partially cut off in the body of the Japanese samurai, and threw it vigorously at a Japanese samurai on his left who was wielding a nagina and preparing to cut off the leg of the war horse under his crotch.
Even if the iron spear head was lost, only the wooden handle of the spear was left as a javelin, and the Japanese samurai did not have time to react when the decapitated spear roared through his chest and fell to the ground.
Before he had time to check his results, Li Sa then pulled out a one-handed battle axe from his waist, and slashed it twice at a Japanese samurai wielding two katanas, splitting his helmet and head in half.
In the face of this group of heavy chain mail jackets and iron-clad armor, only their eyes were exposed. Not to mention the Teutonic tomahawk rangers with heavy horses on their crotch, and even the heavy horses with horse chain mail and horse burqas on their bodies, the Japanese samurai who were accustomed to fighting separately could not organize a decent resistance force at all, on the one hand, the scattered Japanese samurai could not stop this group of Teutonic tomahawk rangers who wrote the rangers as heavy cavalry, and on the other hand, the way this group of Teutonic tomahawk rangers fought was too varied: after the cavalry spears in their hands were damaged or stuck in the corpse and could not be pulled out, these Teutonic tomahawk rangers would use other weapons with them to continue the fight, Like Li Sa, the flag captain, pulled out a one-handed battle axe and slashed at the speed of the horse, some of them were confident in their shooting level, pulled out the shell gun from their waist and fired at the Japanese samurai who were approaching around them, and there was also a master of art who dared to directly carry the big round shield on his left arm back to his back, and untied the STG39 wooden-handled grenade he carried from his waist and threw it at the enemy's pile, and the explosion and fire were accompanied by the enemy's screams.
After stabbing a Japanese samurai to death with the steel super-long cavalry in his hand again, Feng Longde took the time to pay attention to the surrounding battlefield, and found that most of the Japanese samurai here were in chaos due to the impact of their own Teutonic tomahawk rangers, and at present, only those Japanese samurai led by the enemy daimyo who were a long distance away from him still maintained high morale, and at this moment they were desperately fighting with the Boghall two-handed swordsmen, while the Boghor pikemen and the Acropolis legionnaires were demoralized because of the appearance of their own Teutonic tomahawk rangers and the killing of the enemy, began to push each other with the enemy more desperately, and the excited howls of war were endless.
At this moment, another roar reached Feng Longde's ears, and it was clear that this roar was not from any of his own Teutonic forces.
"Go!"
"Uhhh
With a roaring roar of rage, a large number of mounted Japanese samurai appeared from one place in the forest, right in the direction of the charge of Feng Longde and the Teutonic Tomahawk Rangers, but there was still some distance before the two sides could meet face to face.
"Is this your last trump card" Looking at this group of horseback Japanese samurai armed with katanas, ten character guns, short spears, naginatas, and bows, the demon ring-winged barrel helmet worn by Feng Longde on his head looked at the hole, and the pupils of his azure eyes shrank, "Since you threw out the last trump card"
Thinking of this, Feng Longde no longer cared about the Japanese samurai on the battlefield around him, and rode his horse to charge towards a large number of Japanese samurai on horseback while roaring loudly: "Teutonic Tomahawk Rangers! Come with me! Line up! Prepare to charge!"
"Drink!" The Teutonic Tomahawk Rangers, who had originally ridden their horses and killed the surrounding Japanese samurai with their tomahawks or shell guns, immediately gave up the enemy in front of them after hearing Feng Longde's roar, and under the command of their own flag captain Li Sa, they first swept away the enemies who dared to approach in the area where they were ready to line up the team, and then reformed a cone formation for charging as quickly as possible.
"Charge-" After roughly sweeping the entire team of Teutonic Tomahawk Rangers, Feng Longde shouted after finding that there was basically no attrition, and his legs clamped the horse's belly fiercely, and began to gallop away with the undead war horse under his crotch.
"Drink!" all the Teutonic Tomahawk Rangers howled at the order to charge, a threat to the target, but with the effect that no Japanese samurai would try to stop their charge in the direction they were facing— After being charged by the Teutonic Tomahawk Rangers, who read as heavy cavalry with more armor than any Japanese samurai, all the Japanese samurai who had seen the effect of their charge and survived knew that they could not fight them, and turned to the Teutonic infantry units that were grouped together so that their own mounted warriors could deal with them.
Although there were still some Japanese samurai who did not react or thought they could stand in the way of the charge, Feng Longde and the Teutonic Tomahawk Rangers did not care: the inertia of the charging horses under their crotches and the armor on the horses were enough to reopen all objects that dared to block them, which the Japanese samurai simply did not see.
During this charge, Feng Longde, who was holding a steel iris shield and a steel extra-long riding spear, was still in the front position, while the rows of Teutonic Tomahawk Rangers behind him still retained their spears, and the rest of the Teutonic Tomahawk Rangers who had lost their spears were honestly lined up in the last rows, all of them pulled out their one-handed tomahawks and put a large round shield on their left arm to prepare for a close-range slash block— No matter where the cavalry charges, the cavalry with a polearm in hand will always have an advantage, and even the cavalry with a hot weapon will not necessarily be able to outperform them, and will often be poked off their horse by a lance, spear, or other polearm after a few shots, so no cavalry will use a thermal weapon in hand-to-hand combat with a cavalryman, unless he is carrying a submachine gun or light machine gun, or a bazooka
Holding the steel extra-long cavalry spear tightly in his right hand, Feng Longde leveled it forward, and the enemy mounted Japanese samurai also launched a charge against Feng Longde and the others. (To be continued.) )