Chapter 46: Charge

After a two-and-a-half-hour rapid march, the soldiers of the 3rd Regiment rushed to the battlefield. ()

It seems that the route chosen by the Vecchians through the forest was too far north, which alerted the First Regiment too early, so that it failed to intercept the Third Regiment too well, and instead attracted all the Swadian soldiers stationed around the village.

On a small hillside, my father saw the soldiers of the first regiment, and in their right rear, the soldiers of the second regiment were slowly advancing from the flank, and the cavalry did not appear around the battlefield.

Attracted by the Swadian soldiers, the Wikibian force had to turn around and deal with the Swadians in the north. This major tactical mistake put the Wikibians in a very dangerous position, as the men of the 3rd Regiment appeared in front of it, threatening to attack its flank at any moment.

If they were placed elsewhere, the Swadians of the 1st and 2nd Legions should have taken the opportunity to maneuver north to form an encirclement of the Wikis when they saw their allies rushing to the battlefield; And the people of the third regiment should also decisively launch an attack.

Under such a flanking attack, and also assisted by a numerical advantage, it is difficult for the enemy army not to collapse. But now the soldiers of the 1st and 2nd Swadia Corps did not seem to see the arrival of the 3rd Regiment as an opportunity at all, and they were still preparing to face the Wikibians as they had done at the beginning.

It was clear that the soldiers of the 1st and 2nd regiments were waiting for the cavalry, and they subconsciously left the task of crushing the enemy from the flank to the cavalry.

There was a dense forest in front of them, and if nothing else was wrong, the cavalry was moving rapidly northwest at the back of the forest, ready to strike a fatal blow to the Vecchians from the flank or even the rear. If an army is attacked by cavalry from behind, it is almost a matter of moments before it collapses.

How could this group of Wikians choose such a dangerous place to start a war with the Swadians, my father was a little puzzled.

From a distance, it seems that the Wikibian army is mostly made up of light infantry, and these Vekian soldiers have studied with the officers when they were stationed in Tyrkburg. These soldiers are generally equipped with iron helmets, of course, there are also recruits with leather helmets, their biggest feature is the use of javelins, which is the combat characteristics of the Wikirian light infantry, when fighting with foreign races, the Wikiians will often throw javelins as dense as flying locusts in the last few dozen steps before the battle, if not well-trained soldiers, they will often be frightened by this formation, and they will be preempted at the beginning of the battle.

The Wikibian unit discovered that the 3rd Regiment had entered the battlefield from the south and began to make adjustments: facing the Swadians in the north and south, the Wikibians began to retreat in an orderly way beyond the northwest to ensure that the Swadians remained in front of them.

In this case, the 3rd Regiment's rapid march could lose its fighters: the Wikibians' flanks were slowly leaving the 3rd Regiment's strike range. And if there were cavalry maneuvers, the Wikibians were actually exposing their backs to them.

His father could see the fighters at a glance, but he wondered why the commander had not yet given the order to blow the trombone to attack. When my father looked left and right, he realized the intention of the 3rd Regiment: instead of regretting the gradual loss of opportunity, the legionnaires were preparing to move to the northeast, as if they were preparing to thicken the front of the 1st and 2nd Regiments.

"Is the Legion Commander a fool?" You also squinted at the situation in front of him at this time, "In another half an hour, the Wikibians will be able to retract the flanks with peace of mind, and once they find the cavalry troops, they can calmly retreat into the woods." By that time, the boiled duck will be flying. You pouted, "Sure enough, there are cowards in the coward camp." ”

Yu's words embarrassed his father a little, because now he was also nominally a junior officer in the 3rd Regiment.

If the soldiers of the 3rd Regiment were excusable for their obedience, then it would be a dereliction of duty for the officers to allow such behavior to occur without admonishing them.

My father knew that if there was no cooperation of the cavalry, using untrained skirmishers or even peasants to attack the enemy's flanks would probably not break the enemy's formation but would be routed by itself, which would be a huge blow to morale anyway. But the current situation is obviously not the case, now there are nearly a thousand well-trained legionnaires, of which nearly a hundred have war horses, the enemy does not look so strong and has clearly shown the intention of retreating, if you do not seize the opportunity at this time, the notoriety of the third regiment is expected to continue to stink.

But my father regretted to find that all the Svadians, including the 3rd Regiment, had already decided that the 3rd Regiment was not enough to launch an attack, so all the deployments were based on the premise that the 3rd Regiment was an outsider. It reminded my father of how the soldiers of the Rendi fortress on the shores of Garmic had defeated the Salanders in a coordinated infantry and cavalry situation when they were outnumbered. The soldiers of the 3rd Regiment were not lacking in training and courage, but they were never aware of this despite their weakness.

Do they have to wait until the last battle to unleash their strength?

At this time, the herald of the corps commander began to rush along the long battle line, and shouted the order to move, "Move northeast, keep your distance and stay vigilant"

Sure enough, the generals and staff officers of the 3rd Regiment chose the most prudent tactics. It would be forgivable if there was a threat of Vechian reserves behind the 3rd Regiment, but according to the investigation of the scouts, there was only a squadron of Vekian cavalry by the river three hours away, about 300 cavalry, and these people were not enough to pose a real threat to the 3rd Regiment, and the officers and men of the 3rd Regiment could safely advance with their spears.

My father saw the Legion Commander and his guards from afar, and rode over.

"General," the father began to greet from afar.

The Legion Commander remembered his father, "It's you, lad. ”

"Are we ready to charge?"

"Didn't you hear my orders? Enter the main camp and join the soldiers of the 1st and 2nd regiments. ”

"I heard the order, but why"

The Legion Commander was not going to listen to a junior officer, and from his father's records, the Legion Commander found that this was a not so disciplined fellow, and it seemed that he had to find a time to send him to another regiment.

The Legion Commander nodded hastily, then glanced at the military judge, and then ignored his father.

The military judge understood, "Non-commissioned officer, carry out the order"

The military judge's tone was not as good as that of the general, and several law enforcement officers with grim expressions around him also looked at his father with fierce expressions. My father had no choice but to whip up and run back, holding back the fire in his belly.

Lagrange walked over, his family's coat of arms was a charging cavalryman, painted with blue paint on his kite-shaped shield and smock.

It's ironic that a cowering non-commissioned officer actually uses the Charger as his family crest.

"What's the matter, Arcadio, I saw you go looking for the old man"

"Ah, I'd like to ask him why he didn't attack right away."

Lagrange's eyes widened, "Arcadio, don't tell me that Rhodok's military academy didn't tell you, and the general's decision to be cut off before the battle was to be cut off." ”

"In fact, the military law of the Rhodoks is to cut off the head."

"Well, why are you still running to find the old man? The old man is easy to talk to, but the military judge's vote is from Frederick's people, and they can't help the old man if they are more serious. ”

"Well, I know that", my father couldn't help but feel a pang of annoyance as he watched the steady movement of the Third Regiment giving up the opportunity, "but if we attack now, the Wiki will collapse in less than half an hour." If we step aside, the Wikians will not collapse so easily. ”

Lagrange laughed, "So you're worried about this, it's okay, the Wikibians will collapse." I told you about those prodigal cavalry, although they are not good birds, but they are still very good at bullying and bullying infantry in formation. At the foot of Dehrim, a Swadian infantry regiment from Vicchia was dashed by the cavalry. If it weren't for the cavalry who scared those people, Wright's empty hand to persuade those people to surrender would probably be empty talk. ”

In the past, my father even envied Lagrange's self-liberation mentality, but now, my father just felt very annoyed. When he was in Gamic, if he hadn't fought bravely, his father would have felt that it was not enough, and now he was simply afraid of war, and of course his father couldn't accept it.

"Lagrange", interrupted Lagrange's chatter, "don't tell me this kind of opportunity, you can't see it." The flanks of the Vycchians are exposed right in front of us. I had not been in the 3rd Regiment for a few days, but I finally understood why the people of the 3rd Regiment were so despised. ”

Lagrange didn't feel hurt in the slightest, and he lifted the mask of his helmet, "Ahh You'll get used to it, Arcadio. ”

Lagrange said no more, but rode his horse around the soldiers and around the front of the line. Lagrange looked at the Wikians from afar, and was not completely indifferent. My father was really curious if it was really so difficult for a person like Lagrange to take the initiative to show his courage.

In the Reindi Fortress, their generals have made them the laughing stock of the entire imperial ** team, so they really don't have the idea of washing away their shame?

While his father was thinking about this, Lagrange suddenly raised his hand, and his father looked at him curiously, not knowing what he was going to do. Seeing this stance, my father almost thought that Lagrange was going to charge forward with a few cavalry. My father couldn't help but feel a sore throat, and wanted to say something, did he see the wrong Lagrange?

I only heard Lagrange say righteously, "Archer, shoot me the Wikibians, it doesn't matter if you don't shoot, scare them"

Father: "'''''

Several of the Lagrange longbowmen hung their shields and daggers on their waists, and then removed their longbows from their backs, and the two servants walked up to the longbowmen with two pots of arrows, and plunged the arrows diagonally into the earth for the archers to use. Several of the archers began to throw arrows upward, and Lagrange rode forward, standing a short distance in front of the archers, and listened to the arrows pierce the sky from his head.

The father squinted his eyes and found that the arrows had landed in front of the Wiki diagonally, and the father couldn't help but smile bitterly: "It's a little reluctant to even scare the Wikibians." ”

But it's better to shoot at a Wikibian than nothing.

"Sam," yelled Father.

Sam heard the sound and walked out, "Sam is here, Chief"

"Have your squad do as Master Lagrange commands." Father ordered.

"Okay," Sam shouted a few nicknames, and called out the other three men from the group, and they unfastened their longbows as they walked forward.

The father suddenly remembered that Sam had been injured in the ambush, and it seemed that his arm was a little difficult to handle, "Sam, can you pull the bow?" ”

Sam frowned, "Chief, what you're saying makes me feel like I'm asking if I can sleep with a woman, and if I can't even pull this bow as soft as a clothes pole, I'll show that thing and kick the horse."

"Nobody wants to kick you all the time, Sam"

Sam deliberately stretched his arms to show his health, but his father could see that Sam was still in a cold sweat when he opened his shoulders widely.

You walked over, "You villager, you asked me for plaster just now, and now you can do it again?" It's good to stand here and shoot arrows, don't be stupid enough to use brute force, if the wound worsens, I don't care about you."

Sam was dismissive, "Phew, you Kujit, take a good look at Sam's arm"

After saying that, Sam walked to the front, drew a white feather arrow from the ground, and then skillfully wound it, and after resuming his strength, his waist suddenly straightened and then leaned back, and the bow was almost full.

"Gifts from the Vikia boys, Lord Sam" Sam let go of his bowstring, and the arrow quickly turned into a black needle in the air with a sharp voice. Lagrange couldn't help but look back at who had shot the arrow.

"Good arm strength", Lagrange saw that although the arrow had no strength when it flew to the head of the Wikibian, it was still farther than the others, "One more guy, you scared the Wikibian, another guy"

Several soldiers around cheered for Sam. Several archers also looked at Sam with complicated expressions, some envious, some admiring, and some disdainful.

Sam was encouraged, "Listen to you, sir. Then he looked back at Yu, "Isn't Sam the Kujit very powerful!"

You said to her father with a blank face, "I told him that I am not from Kujit, and it doesn't seem to work." ”

"I'll tell him," said his father, to You, "if you don't want him to call you a Kujit again." ”

"Haha, I made a bet with Sam."

"Oh? What to bet on? You're a pauper, he's poorer than you. ”

"It's not gambling, it's just boring. When I saw that he liked to call me 'Kugit' so much, I told him that if he could cut off ten Vykian braids before the battle was over, I would let him call me 'Kugit' as he pleased."

"Oh, what if he loses?"

"Then he's going to show that and let ten people kick it hard."

"Uh'''"

"It was his own proposal, stronger than any torture I had racked my brains to think of, and I agreed."

My father didn't know what to say, so he had to go see Sam.

Sam was pulling away the second arrow, but it was clear that he didn't find the feeling of letting go of the arrow with all his might. I don't know if there was a problem with the aim or a mistake in the bow, but Sam didn't release the arrow, but just shook his head and loosened the string.

You Yiyu broke through the point, "This idiot's arm is already weak, and he is holding on." ”

Sam was indeed very difficult, but Lagrange could not stop encouraging, he had to open the bow again, at this time almost everyone could see, Sam could not control the bow a little, he shook twice, and when he was about to loosen the string, his fingers slipped out, and the unloaded arrow flew straight out, almost hitting the soldiers in front.

After a moment, the soldiers realized the danger just now, and just as they were about to curse, their mouths grew: Lagrange had scurried fifty or sixty meters in front of them--- and his mount had an arrow stuck in its buttocks.

This, what kind of man it is.

In the face of thousands of enemy troops, he was fearless; He took the lead.

This, what kind of man it is.

While the soldiers of the Third Regiment were silently escaping the experience of fire and sword, only this man rushed out.

He, just like that, rushed out.

The men of the 3rd Regiment have been despised for a long time, they have long been accustomed to retreating in front of the enemy, and they are also accustomed to relying on the offensive of their allies.

But today, an officer, a knight, and a man are blowing towards the Wikibians like a wind bent on death.

Lagrange's own soldiers also got into trouble, and Sam rushed out as soon as possible. More soldiers around them did not know whether it was out of courage or out of a mistaken belief that the order to charge had been given, and when they saw someone charged, they rushed forward with the people around them. Several flag bearers were carried forward by men, and as the flag advanced, more soldiers joined the charge.

On the cusp of Lagrange, behind him was a whole group of soldiers of the Third Regiment, who lined up like a bunch of madmen in the most arrogant pinpoint offensive formation.

Father recovered from his horror, drew his sword, kissed it like a knight, and rushed after it.