Chapter Ninety-Nine: The Native Chicken and the Dog

readx;?“ Master, I finally see you!" I saw Ramos standing in front of Bonaparte crying and telling about the grievances he received today: "Ramos is entrusted by you to take care of this military camp, sir, and the burden on me has caused Ramos to stay awake at night, you look at me, I have lost a lot of weight." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

Bonaparte looked at Ramos in front of him, although he didn't know the meaning of the implication in his words, but the core meaning of Ramos's entire paragraph, Bonaparte heard a little, probably because he thought the barracks commander was uncomfortable and wanted to change his position.

"Well, don't talk about it, I probably know, I'll arrange it for you later. Bonaparte pondered for a moment and asked, "Ramos, are there any of you mountain people who are good at using bows and arrows?"

"Yes, yes, sir, I am!" Ramos leaned forward as he leaned forward, looking like a bit of a treasure: "Back to the master, the land on the mountain is barren, and the mountain people can't grow any high-yield crops, and most of them will go to the mountains to hunt when they encounter poverty, so most of the mountain people are proficient in bows and arrows or javelins." ”

"Okay! Ramos, you have done a meritorious service for me! I will be rewarded for my lord!" said Bonaparte, raising his whip in his hand, and asked, "Who is it that is there who is rushing to kill among the serfs?"

"Master, that's your silver knight Defoe!" At this time, Marcelo had also rushed to Bonaparte's side, but Ramos had been complaining there and Marcelo couldn't intervene, and now that Bonaparte asked, Marcelo was naturally the first to stand up.

"Hiss~ The knight of Defoe is so brave!" Bonaparte looked at it, only to see Defoe flying from side to side with a long sword in his hand, and the colt under his crotch was like a psychic beast to avoid left and right, and behind Defoe were 10 knights, these knights were clumsy in horsemanship, and the spears in their hands kept stabbing at the serfs who were scattered by Defoe.

The scene is completely one-sided, and the leading Defoe also looks like the mythical god of war, every swing of his sword will take the life of a serf, and even more tragic is this group of serfs, they will only hold their heads to avoid the seemingly invincible Defoe.

The Ibrahimovic army is in complete disarray!

Bonaparte did not expect that the scale of the Ibrahimovic army of nearly 1,000 men would be defeated in such a way as a quasi-knight like Defoe with 10 ill-trained henchmen!

This is really an era in which cavalry dominated the world! It is simply incredible! In ancient China, there was no era in which cavalry dared to be dominated in the true sense, but this era has done it!

On second thought, Bonaparte was relieved that this era was indeed the era of the fastest development of cavalry, but it was also the last glorious elegy of the cavalry, even if their complete end still seemed far away.

But isn't what Bonaparte is doing now to overthrow this era ruled by the cavalry? These serfs, these infantrymen have been overwhelmed by the cavalry, and the wealth and power of society are concentrated in the knights, so now, the infantry and the peasants are going to revolt!

"Marcelo! lead the Roman youth and auxiliary light infantry to my left flank!"

"Jill, take the 'Redeemers' and mercenary gentlemen to my right flank!"

"Ramos!

"Little Peter, come to me!"

"Town militia!

One order after another was issued from Bonaparte's hands in an orderly manner, and he suffered from the town of Lieyuan, and this time Bonaparte worked hard to issue military orders!

"Town militia!

The neat red shield wall reappeared, and Alonso on the far right of the shield wall shouted to boost the morale of the town militia, these town militia had not experienced the bloody battle of Martyr's Town, they were not the most perfect work in Bonaparte's hands, but this did not prevent them from being polished again to become Bonaparte's proudest work.

The sudden attack of Bonaparte and others made Lao De not far away very panicked, and he saw Lao De twisting his fat body in a panic, but he was already difficult to move, but he was stuck by the door of the carriage at this time, and he couldn't move.

Taking a deep breath, Bonaparte seemed to feel that the original feeling during the bloody battle in Lieyuan Town had returned to his body again, that kind of crazy factor was rushing in the blood, that feeling that every drop of blood was burning to the fullest, Bonaparte couldn't wait to pull out the long sword in his hand, and roared: "Ula!

Listening to Bonaparte's voice shouting "Ula", all the "redeemers" were shocked, they were all experienced in that battle, they knew too well what was contained in that "Ula", it was the highest glorious roar of a warrior, only the strongest warrior deserved to shout "Ula" to fight until death!

In fact, the town militia of Lieyuan did it! They fought to the death!

Calm and orderly, not as enthusiastic as Bonaparte shouted, the town militia in the front line held the shields in their hands steadily, listened to Alonso's orders, and prepared to throw javelins.

But just after the town militia had finished throwing the second round of javelins, Bonaparte suddenly shouted: "Town militia, charge! Throw at a distance of twenty paces from the enemy! Battle formation into battle!"

"Left flank! Drain the projectile forty paces away! Get out of the battle and join my rear team!"

"Right flank! join the fight! charge!"

"Herald Ramos! If he sees us retreating, he needs to come forward to answer it, and the rest of the time is scheduled to be on standby, waiting for my order at any time!"

The massacre, a one-sided massacre, was as vulnerable as Bonaparte's original 1,200 "redeemers", and the town militia could kill these serfs with a few tactical moves, while Bonaparte rode on a donkey and quickly slashed through the serfs, and beside him were Peter Jr. and 20 donkey cavalrymen of the Guards.

After slashing and killing a few serfs at will, Bonaparte felt bored: "Little Peter, you send someone to order Ramos to join the battle, so that those recruits can also see the blood!

As he spoke, Bonaparte turned his donkey's head and rushed in the direction where the old man was.

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