At this moment, on the battlefield where blood and fire are intertwined, two thousand heavily armed cavalry brigades are galloping, but they are confronted by continuous artillery fire, and almost every minute and second, several or even more than a dozen artillery pieces will fall on their sides, and even on their heads!

There are constantly cavalrymen falling off their horses, and the psychological pressure brought is extremely huge.

If it weren't for the divine magic [Hymn of Courage] that gave them extraordinary psychological endurance, under the bombardment of several rounds of artillery fire, the entire knight brigade would have collapsed and fled long ago.

Even if people can stand it, the war horses under them can't stand it!

Even so, the galloping artillery fire was still draining their courage bit by bit, and although the power of the four-ring divine magic was extremely terrifying, it was scattered to fifteen thousand people, and only the level of the one-two-ring divine magic was left on them......

"These damn wizards!" A trace of fear crossed Johnson's mind, fearing that the next moment the cannon fire would fall on his head, and he, like Nord, had taken such a terrible cannon rain for wizard magic.

"Charge me, don't stop!" Johnson shouted loudly, fear to fear, but he understood that once the cavalry began to charge in groups, they could not stop suddenly, all they could do was rush over as fast as they could, and crush them at once!

With such a powerful magic, the accidental injury is also extremely serious, and the only way to rush into the ranks of those mine slaves is the safest!

"God is with me!" The surrounding knights also let out an exhilarating roar, but their voices trembled faintly.

At this moment, the miners facing them in front of them suddenly spread out to both sides, and Johnson's pupils shrank, because hiding behind them were thousands of muskets in exquisite armor and armed with flintlock pistols!

Stepping, raising guns, pulling bolts, the movements of thousands of people are neatly integrated, without the slightest superfluous movement, and this is also the thing they have trained the most in months......

As for the cavalry rushing towards them, no one feared or hesitated, after all, how could this compare to the terrifying tide of Yin corpses and terrifying beasts.

The next moment, dense gunfire rang out, and the cavalry brigade that came like a tide seemed to hit a strong wall head-on, and more than 200 cavalry in front of it fell to the ground in an instant.

The refined armor on their bodies did not play much protective role, and was easily pierced by ultra-high-speed lead bullets, and the neighing and bitter wails of the horses sounded one after another, and the cavalry in the front row also led to more casualties.

Johnson was not surprised to be one of the first to be hit by a musket, but the magic barrier around him saved his life, which was a gift from his bravery in a crusade and a daring to take the lead!

It's just that this layer of magic barrier that can protect the crossbow arrows has already appeared one after another cracks at this moment......

Johnson didn't care, there was only one thought in his heart, and that was to rush over!

Especially when he saw the enemy with strange long sticks in his hands, and did not continue to shoot, Johnson had already seen the dawn of victory, and it was obvious that such a powerful weapon could not be used continuously!

However, the slight euphoria lasted only a few seconds, and then the musketeers in the front row were seen shoving their weapons into the back row and holding a new one in their hands.

There are many ways to use the musket three-stage shot, and the ancient East and the West have summed up their own routines, which can be roughly divided into the front and rear rows exchanging muskets, the Japanese-style three-stage shot in the front row firing and the rear row reloading, and the Ming and European-style three-stage shots in the front and rear rows of rotational shooting.

Both methods have their own merits and can be adapted to different battlefields, and this time, there is no need to retreat and detour, so the musketeers use the former method.

Under the constant rotation of the flintlock pistol in his hand, a continuous rain of bullets shot out.

Although the destructive power and deterrence of muskets are not as terrifying as artillery, they are more numerous, and the short distance of tens of meters is like a road to death, and hundreds of cavalry will fall with every concentrated fire......

Johnson's talisman on his chest burst when the second round arrived, and he was lucky enough to dodge the third, but was shot in the abdomen on the fourth.

Fortunately, his armor is idiosyncratic

, blocking most of the damage, Johnson was almost knocked off the horse by the impact, but finally stabilized his body, endured the pain of the heart, and only the obsession of rushing over and cutting those damn miners and the wizard under the horse together!

Not to mention that he can't stop at all now, he is less than ten meters away from the musket team in the front row, and it is too late to turn the horse's head at this time!

"Charge...... Charge!" Johnson roared hoarsely, and then saw the musket team in front of him turn their guns at him.

Only then did he realize that his side was empty, and when he turned his head to look, he realized that the cavalry brigade with heavy losses had already scattered and fled, and he was the only one who rushed to the musket team!

Before Johnson could scold, he was beaten into a sieve by a dozen muskets and collapsed only five or six meters away from the musketeers.

Rickman, who watched this scene, felt that his heart was about to break, he didn't care about Johnson's life or death, but he felt extremely sorry for those fallen cavalrymen.

You must know that these two thousand cavalry are not all his strength, but also Prince Harold's personal guard, this time the loss is so heavy, the eldest prince has to tear him apart!

"Shoot back with arrows, and give me cover for the cavalry to retreat!" Rickman shouted angrily that the cavalry's charge and sacrifice were not worthless, at least to cover them from the attack of artillery, to the distance where they could return fire with arrows and crossbows.

However, after witnessing the tragic situation of the cavalry brigade, the army of tens of thousands of people had already become a pot of porridge, and several nobles were ready to lead people away when they saw that the situation was not good.

The priests on the field tried their best to appease the army without completely breaking up the army, but Rickman's own soldiers faithfully obeyed the order, but just after firing a wave of arrows, a series of artillery fell on their heads.

"Don't, don't, stop me!" Fearing being targeted by artillery fire, Rickman quickly changed his mind.

"It seems that we are overestimating them, these people are simply a mess...... " At the same time, Lynn's figure appeared in front of everyone.

But that's right, this legion was originally improvised by dozens of nobles' personal soldiers, and it can be dispatched and commanded at will, and it is hell to order and prohibit it.

It's okay to fight a tailwind battle, but once the headwind is against the wind, they will inevitably take care of each other, and it is completely the credit of magic to be able to withstand the invasion of artillery and the salvo of muskets without completely collapsing......