Chapter 63: Bad Food
[Go to the hospital for an examination in the morning, then go to the purchase, look at the store until more than three o'clock in the afternoon, sleep until ten o'clock in the evening, and get up and code words immediately. 】
Alexander put two fingers into his mouth and a sharp whistle sounded, and more than thirty war horses rumbled in the distance, these war horses were already armored, but there was no one on the horse. They slowly slowed down as they approached Rossi's team, eventually blending in completely. These war horses snorted affectionately with the knights around them, and rubbed their heads against the knights around them from time to time. A slight smile appeared on the grim faces of the knights' open visors. They gently patted the horse's head and stepped over the horse under his crotch.
In the distance, another whistle sounded, spewing white gas, and after three rounds of fierce charging and collision, the war horse glanced at the knight beside him with attachment, and turned the horse's head and ran into the distance.
The battle array consumes a lot of stamina from the horse, and although the distance is short, the intensity is high. In particular, the collision during the charge will inevitably cause the war horse to suffer a little minor injury. A person who runs at high speed and crashes into another person will be injured, let alone a faster war horse? Even if there is a simple armor, it cannot stop the impact of the impact on the horse's body. In order to maximize their combat effectiveness, the Templars carried out horse changes.
The fighting around them continued, and the nobles spared no help to these civilian forces, which were much more vicious than Rossi's formation. They didn't have much contact with those people at all, and they pulled the trigger from a distance.
Looking at the increasingly lively battlefield, a slight smile finally appeared on the corner of Rossi's mouth.
He is actually consuming the ammunition of the nobles, no matter how strong the civil power is, at most there are only a few guns, but the nobles have a lot of guns. Even if the Imperial Diet repeatedly reiterated that nobles should not be equipped with too many weapons, who would be able to afford it? What nobleman did not have hundreds of guns in his house, and even had artillery in his home at the level of a duke! Without consuming almost all of their ammunition, Rosie was not at ease with the upcoming battle.
Muskets cannot be used in battles between nobles, this is only an unspoken rule, and the empire has no corresponding laws, so Rosie does not dare to take it lightly.
At this time, the civil forces, including wealthy businessmen and mercenaries, finally understood that this game was not so easy to participate in. If you want to compete for the title of viscount, you must be prepared to die. Compared to the nobility in terms of background and precipitation, what do they do to fight hard? The reason why Jiaoyue has only shown a state of weakness until now is not because they have guns in their hands? Otherwise, they would have been eaten up by everyone a long time ago.
Rossi looked at the scattered crowd around him and let out a sigh of relief, he turned his head sideways at the knights behind him and asked, "Are anyone hurt?"
Alexander was closest to him, laughing loudly and smashing his fist on the chest, "Brothers are all good, how can this little battle be injured?"
The Power Oath and the Song of Excitement have a great increase in the Knight's strength, the strength becomes stronger, the mental power is more concentrated, and the morale becomes high.
The most vulnerable people in war are often not those who are brave and dare to fight hard, but those who are cowardly and do not want to be injured. In the fight, he relied on a bloody and brave spirit, and when he pressed the opponent with this momentum, the opponent was naturally frightened, and he only thought about saving his own life, and did not dare to take the initiative to attack. If you show your cowardice, your enemies will be arrogant.
To put it bluntly, this is a ruthless game.
As soon as Rossi raised his hand, a milky white light entered his body, and Alexander frowned slightly, "Are you injured?"
Rosie smiled slightly, nodded and shook his head, he killed more than a dozen people in the process of charging just now, and the reaction force of the slash was fed back to his body. Outwardly, he was fourteen or fifteen years old or even more mature, but in fact he was thirteen years old, perhaps a little older, and in another world at this age he was just a child in the eyes of people, and his body was still in the stage of development. Compared with the quality of all aspects of the body, it is definitely not as good as being a young man, not as good as a prime.
The reaction force of the impact tore the muscle fibers in his arm, and it ached. Fortunately, the effect of his healing technique was obvious, and after the milky white holy power circulated around his arm, the pain of the tear disappeared and returned to normal.
The nobles of the outer circle are strangling the civil forces, and the battle in the inner circle has entered a white heat.
The Bright Moon Thieves had no way to retreat, and they all launched a ruthless attack, slashing at the people around them desperately. Their way of fighting purely by exchanging injuries for injuries is very shocking, and three or four long swords and long knives do not defend themselves, just hoping that they can cut the enemy, and to a certain extent, they also curb some timid people from besieging them.
But two fists are hard to beat four hands, the heroes can't stand the crowd, the people of the Bright Moon Thieves Group are constantly being cut off from their horses, and as soon as they land, two or three long swords and long knives are stabbed at the same time, and there is absolutely no reason to be lucky.
To this extent, it can only be said that these civil forces and the private armies of the two nobles are too rubbish. Facing the Bright Moon Thieves Troupe, which was only more than 200 people, with several times the number of people, they actually suffered heavy casualties. Of course, this has something to do with the lack of cooperation and tacit understanding between them, but it can also reflect the weakness of civil forces, including the private armies of the nobility, in the face of the regular army.
Not fierce enough, everyone spares their lives, how can they be more powerful than the bright moon?
It can only rely on more people.
Seeing that the Bright Moon Thieves Regiment with only forty or so people left was about to be wiped out, the siege suddenly stopped, and there was a faint commotion.
Rosie frowned and said no.
He thought about things simply, if the Bright Moon Thieves Regiment was really pretended by the army of the warlords of the Republic, then there was no reason for the Republic to let such an elite who had been fighting for a hundred battles be wiped out like this in the past two days, and it was impossible to sit back and watch the loss of that cart of property. If the Bright Moon Thieves were still in the grasslands near the belly of the Empire, it might be nothing, but it was less than a hundred kilometers from ...... border.
Careless!
A cloud of wolf smoke suddenly rose in the distance, and Rossi's pupils suddenly contracted, and the worst happened.
The empire was located between the republic and the Union, and there were always skirmishes along the border, and there were frequent raids by armies across the border. In fact, the three countries are well aware that small-scale conflicts are often for the sake of testing, and once they discover the flaws and loopholes in each other's borders, they will immediately mobilize large armies to launch an offensive. Therefore, there are many troops on the border line, especially in strategic places.
"The army has been dispatched from the Republic's side. Rosie looked at the wolf smoke and sneered: "It's a good situation, and this group of incompetent guys has been dragged down." ”
If they had done it two days ago, even if the warlords of the Republic had sent their troops, they would not have been able to save the Bright Moon Bandits, and their hands would not have reached that far. But now it's different, at most two hours the opposing army will come into contact with the people here, and it's too late.
There are a lot of people who realize that they are not good, and few of the people who are leading are fools, and as soon as they see the wolf smoke, they know why, and the offensive is suddenly more fierce. There were also some people who hesitated for a moment, and immediately retreated towards the hinterland of the grassland with their men, the regular army was not something that these civilian forces or aristocratic private armies could confront head-on, they did not have the courage.
Rosie put down the knight's visor and took a deep breath, "It's time for us to get on, let's clean up the moon first." ”
The knights were launched again, and the war horses began to accelerate, with Rossi as the point, more than thirty people formed a triangle, and fiercely inserted into the encirclement of the bright moon. Those who didn't let go all crashed into the air, and in the midst of the insults and angry shouts, they rushed directly into the innermost battle circle.
The leader of the Bright Moon Thieves narrowed his eyes, a cold glint shining in his long narrow eyes, and he stared at Rossi tightly. The wagons were the best position, and the men of the Bright Moon Thieves hid behind the wagons and fought each other, bringing the situation to a stalemate. But this stalemate did not last long before it was broken up by Rossi and his party, and they were once again in danger.
People are very interesting, and many people will appear very incompetent when no one comes out, but once someone comes out of this, these people will become very smart and brave.
Rossi's behavior is like a trumpet before the war, blowing the sound of a decisive battle!