The blue sky gradually turned gray, and even a low thunderclap was heard in the sky, and Bonaparte looked at the sky, and the dust scattered in the air stuck to his palms, and gradually more and more dust drifted towards Bonaparte. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Captain, 1,200 'Redeemers' are in a scuffle below, and they will fall into chaos and collapse at any moment!" said Little Peter, pointing to the dusty spot below the hillside.

On the other hand, Bonaparte was still frowning and looking at the battlefield not far away, not far from the melee of the "redeemers", 300 young soldiers in light armor were watching, and at the head of this group was an old man with a gray beard wearing a spiritual knight's armor.

I saw that this old man's face was pale, it was Danilo, the guardian knight of this Lieyuan Town, at this time his expression was not an exaggeration to describe it with hatred, I saw him look at the "redeemers" in the melee with disgust, and beside him was a fat fat man in ridiculous armor, this fat man was looking at the corpses around him in horror at this time, as if he was frightened by something.

"Do you know whose men are on the other side?Baron Droz, Baron Malmö?" asked Bonaparte without looking back.

"I can't be sure, but it's certain that it must be the aristocratic army, because the brother in charge of the investigation saw that they had the family emblem of the noble family on their banner, and he couldn't be wrong. Little Peter replied anxiously, looking more nervous than Bonaparte's quietness.

"Is the town militia in ambush?"

"Back to the captain, the brothers are already in place, these brothers have all been in Lieyuan Town for a while, everyone is familiar with each other, captain don't worry!" Little Peter was so anxious that he was about to cry.

"Well, go and join the town militia, you need someone in charge there, and call Gil for me, I need a contact person here for the 'Redeemer!'" said Bonaparte as he stood up and walked down the hillside, his mutilated cloak fluttering in the wind with a touch of confidence and arrogance.

And just as Bonaparte walked down the hill, little Peter behind him was stunned to look at Bonaparte's back, at that moment little Peter felt that Bonaparte walked down the hill as if one person was going to single-handedly challenge all the 800 people on the other side, it was so resolute, it was so confident and free, as for the 1,200 "redeemers" at this time, they became more of Bonaparte's foils.

Looking at the Gil who greeted him, Bonaparte asked expressionlessly: "Gil, can you contact the 'redeemer' of the left wing? You let them squeeze forward with all their might, regardless of their own back and side!"

Jill was even more surprised when he heard Bonaparte's order, but he subconsciously looked at the crowd behind him, and saw that hundreds of people in front of him were fighting hard around the other party's 500 people, and these battles were also extremely simple, just like the villagers, nearly a hundred people were fighting together.

Behind the soldiers in front of him was a group of chaotic soldiers who desperately squeezed forward but couldn't fight it, Bonaparte followed Gil's gaze, and sure enough, there was chaos and trampling everywhere, and there was no order at all.

In fact, not all the "redeemers" crowded in front of them in a chaotic manner, and there were also quite a few dozen "redeemers" who were tightly united as a group, and according to Bonaparte's impression, most of these people were the guards and family guards in the fortress of Ansi and Snaro, and there were also many "redeemer" veterans who had participated in two battles.

"It seems that the group of people in front of me can't control it either, you now notify me immediately that people like them will come to my side, and if you call them back, call me back those brothers who didn't squeeze in. As he spoke, Bonaparte pointed to the small groups not far away.

Gil couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he heard Bonaparte's order, this task was much simpler than going to the so-called left flank to urge the battle, and the devil knew if he would be able to come back alive after rushing into the battle circle in front of him, where he would be trampled to death by his own men sooner or later if he was not killed by the enemy.

With Gil's herald and Bonaparte's command, Bonaparte soon gathered nearly 500 troops around him, while the 700 people in front were completely caught in a melee, which was beyond Bonaparte's control and could not return to Bonaparte's control at all.

"The 200 of you detour back behind the other 500 people from the left, and form a front and back echo with the battle circle of 700 people in front of you, remember to shout at the opponent as long as you shout that the surrenderer will not be killed, and the battle will be resolved quickly!"

Bonaparte quickly gave the military order, because he knew that he was the mouse in this rat cage at this time, and if he could not find the loophole in this rat cage, then what awaited him was the most ruthless claw of the hunting cat!

"You 100 people threaten the enemy's 500-man left flank, I don't need you to participate in the battle, I just need to respond and protect the left flank behind the detour troops!"

"100 of you go to surround the right flank, and the other 100 go to 200 meters in front of the right flank to defend in case the 300 people in front of you who have not joined the battle have any abnormal movements!"

I have to say that Bonaparte is still quite authoritative among the "redeemers", after such a few hasty orders, these veterans can still roughly understand his military orders, although there is still a little gap from Bonaparte's expected action effect, but it is enough for Bonaparte, and what he is doing at this time is not to defeat the enemy in front of him.

It was simply impossible for Bonaparte to take 1,200 peasant soldiers against 500 peasant soldiers plus 300 formed guards, especially since the 1,200 peasant soldiers under Bonaparte did not have a systematic command structure at all.

At this moment, not far away, the knight of Danilo was sitting on his horse, looking at some changes in Bonaparte's army, Danilo's face changed and he said hatefully: "This group of despicable robbers actually wants to escape!"

"What, Knight, what did you say?" asked Lampard, quizzling, beside Danilo.

"Hmph! This group of despicable robbers suddenly increased their attack at this time, and at the same time sent elites to attack your serfs from two directions, just to make a cover for their escape, as long as we rush into the battle circle at this time, his defensive troops on the right flank will immediately entangle, and then the original battle circle of nearly 1,000 people will become a big melee of 1,500 people, and their bandit leader can naturally leave safely with the 400 elites on the periphery of the original encirclement. ”

"What a cunning bandit, what should we do at this time, Honorable Knight, Frank Lampard is the only one to follow!" said Lampard, pulling out his sword from his waist with difficulty and waving it.

But the Danilo knight didn't pay attention to the funny nobleman beside him, but just coldly pulled out the battle axe beside him, with an angry look on his face, and said coldly: "I will tell these despicable robbers that in the face of real strength, everything is paper! I dare to destroy my favorite home! I must tear them apart!"

"Command the whole army to kill the enemy from the front and the rear! Along the way, whether it is friend or foe, no matter whether it is friend or foe, kill whoever stands in the way! Kill the enemy with me!"

With that, the Danilo Knight shouted and rode his horse behind his own serfs, and how could the serfs who were fighting know that it was not only the enemy in front of them who wanted them to die, but also the friendly troops who felt that they were in their way.