Chapter Seventy-Three: The Sympathy of the "Redeemer."
The first reaction of all the "redeemers" present when they saw the blood-like red was not the excitement of the arrival of the reinforcements, but a kind of involuntary surrender, and in their hearts, this red had become an invincible representative, and these soldiers in red warrior uniforms had become their most feared crowd. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
And Little Peter and the others, who were about to draw out the third standard javelin behind their backs and throw it, also stopped silently, they knew that the place where the red shield appeared was the place where the Roman army was victorious, and they always remembered their position: the Roman Guard! They belonged to the guards of Captain Bonaparte, the lord of Rome, and since Bonaparte appeared here, they should return to their master's side as soon as possible!
The red shield wall slowly pressed closer, bringing a tidal wave of oppression, and Sandro stood in place, he had never seen such an army, to be precise, it was as fragile as a clay pot in a serf's house.
Sandro was not unprecedented, and the lowly infantrymen liked to squeeze out a tight formation and then swing out their long spears, so that the lowly light infantry could barely find some sense of security, for they knew very well what kind of knights they were facing.
When a man dressed in chain mail and riding a fine breed of armored military horse rushed into their array, these ridiculous formations were immediately as vulnerable as those ceramic jars, and Sandro had seen his knightly mentor rush into enemy formations and reap humble lives.
If there were infantry that could stand up to the great knights, Sandro believed that there were only heavily armed spearmen wearing plate armor and carrying large square shields, but those soldiers were all the guardians of a large family, so naturally they could not be here.
Swallowing his saliva secretly, Sandro mustered up the courage to slap his horse and rush towards the red shield wall, he knew very well that the appearance of these red soldiers had greatly damaged his morale, and now the whole audience fell into an eerie stillness, everyone looked nervously at these red soldiers who suddenly appeared, Sandro believed that if he could kill all sides in these humble light infantry like his mentor, then he would definitely become the hero of the fortress of Anxi.
His story will quickly spread throughout the province of Parabun, and perhaps he will soon be promoted to a true knight, and Sandro seems to see a bright future beckoning him.
When Sandro rode his horse past Little Peter and the others, Little Peter waved his hand to the guards behind him, and said disdainfully: "Don't worry about him, dead man, let's bypass the formation from both wings and don't enter from the front." ”
As he spoke, little Peter rode his donkey to the left flank of the shield wall, and at this time, the Ancy Army guards and the Anthy family guards were looking at Sandro running wildly in the distance with a look of anticipation, they had usually heard too much about the power of knights, and today they could finally see a real charge!
And Bonaparte, who was just behind the shield wall, looked at Sandro who was rushing wildly and couldn't help but be stunned, the tactic of heavy cavalry attacking the light infantry formation was indeed correct, and their Roman army was indeed light infantry, but Sandro was not a heavy cavalry! Sandro was not wearing expensive chain mail or plate armor, but light armor!
Looking at Sandro who was getting closer and closer, Bonaparte looked intently at this knight who kept charging, Bonaparte was very curious about what kind of education can make people so fanatically confident, although curious, but Bonaparte still ordered without changing his face: "Heavy javelin preparation!"
After hearing Bonaparte's command, the Roman soldiers who were originally holding short spears and shields for frontal defense removed their shield defenses in unison, and the short spears in their hands were also hung aside, and a long javelin nearly 2 meters long was held in their hands from behind.
And Sandro, who was still charging frantically, saw that the shield wall in front of him suddenly disappeared, and those humble light infantry instead exposed their chests to themselves, Sandro couldn't help but feel a burst of ecstasy, seeing that the dawn of victory was beckoning to him, Sandro spurred the war horse under his crotch a few times.
Seeing that Sandro was getting closer and closer to his own ranks, even some Roman soldiers were sweating in their palms, and the heavy javelins that should have been held firmly even slipped a little, and this was the first time they faced a cavalry charge head-on.
When Sandro finally rushed to a distance of twenty paces from the queue, Bonaparte coldly spat out one word: "Release!"
Sixty two-meter-long javelins flew out of the array at the speed of Bonaparte's order, Bonaparte did not know Sandro's feelings, and he would not be willing to feel them, because at this time the heroic Sandro had been nailed dozens of steps away from him by dozens of heavy javelins, and the poor horse had already been pierced through the body by seven or eight javelins.
At this moment, the Anxi army exploded, and they saw with their own eyes that the heroic Sandro knight crashed into the blades of the javelins like an idiot, and what made them even more shocked was that the red shield wall quickly returned to the state of the shield wall after throwing the javelin.
Seeing that this red wave was still advancing towards them unhurriedly, they had already lost their minds at this moment, they could only watch the red wave rushing in blankly but could not do anything, what they didn't notice was that the "redeemers" who had been fighting with them had already quietly gathered together and slowly retreated!
"Standard javelins, prepare! Release!" This time the unlucky ones were the seven family guard soldiers who were stunned in place, they were originally here to protect their baron, but at this moment, their lives could only be used to irrigate the land under their feet!
Finally, the Anxi army blew up the nest, and all the Anxi army were like ants on a hot pot, running frantically in all directions, but this was a hillside exit, with their current condition they did not have the ability to climb the hillside, they could only turn their heads and run towards the entrance, but to their despair, just a few dozen steps behind them, more than a hundred "redeemers" were looking at them with sympathy on their faces.
At first, these Anxi soldiers still couldn't understand the expressions of the "redeemers", but soon, an indifferent military order pulled them to hell.
"Standard javelin, last round!"