Archers have always been a priority for Carl, but it is clear that Carl is not currently capable of forming a fully archered army, as it would require enough troops to protect them.

So Karl thought of another way, inserting archers into his troops, and exerting their power in the first few volleys of battle.

Of course, this is a waste, but there is no way to do it.

But it has to be said that against those savage Flo people, this method has a good effect, the soldiers in the front row instantly crouched, and the archers in the rear fired several volleys down, and the Flo army was caught off guard and suffered a lot of casualties, and the rhythm of the charge was paused.

"Damn it, insidious Dillmans!" General Reif cursed, and just now a bow and arrow had almost hit him.

But that's the end of it, their army is very close to each other, and bows and arrows don't have much effect.

"Attack! Offensive! Sylvia did not carry the sword that Karl had given him this time, but instead brought an axe, which was more popular than the longsword, which was more popular with him, a former mercenary.

The archers lowered their longbows and raised their swords, making short combat more suitable for melee combat.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! ”

The soldiers in the first row advanced forward with their shields in unison, their pace was not fast, and the entire Hagrid corps was like an iron fortress under the protection of the shields.

Leif was a little uneasy, the other party's elite level was beyond his imagination, and it was not at all the army that a local small lord should have.

"Spear!"

The distance between the two sides was getting closer and closer, and Sylvia felt that it was almost there, and once again ordered, the soldiers in the middle raised their spears and passed through the gaps between the shields of their companions in front of them, making the whole formation look like hedgehogs.

If an enemy army rushes at this time, it will definitely be crushed to charred powder, and human flesh and blood will not be able to stop a pile of spears.

"Avoid their fronts!" Leif is also a veteran general who has been fighting for many years, and when he saw this situation, he quickly changed his playing style.

Flo, barbarians, and the disorder of the system made them often war, so they also cultivated the genes of this race to be good at war, and after hearing Leif's words, the soldiers who were still charging were divided into two in front of Hagrid's corps like a river diverging to both sides.

"Tortoiseshell!"

Sylvia shouted again, this is the formation that Karl taught him, and Hagrid's corps also raised its shields in all directions, and now the entire corps has completely become an iron bucket, and no one can break it.

Carl has seen some of the tactics of the Roman Empire, although he can't fully comprehend them, but he can still learn from them.

"Damn turtle shells!" Leif was also in the ranks surrounding Hagrid's corps, and he spat at the enemy not far away, seemingly disdainful.

"Attack them!"

Hearing Lef's order, some soldiers tried to attack, they blocked their shields and pressed forward, but they could not succeed, they were directly pushed out by the other party, and they were almost stabbed by spears.

For a while, it seemed to be in a stalemate, the people outside did not dare to attack, and the soldiers inside did not dare to change the formation casually.

Leif was a little annoyed, if only he had archers on his side, he could stand at a distance and let the soldiers shoot at these enemies.

"Drink!"

Suddenly, there was a loud shout, and the soldiers of the tortoiseshell array took a step forward, and the spear in the gap was quickly sent out and immediately retracted, and the soldier in the shield returned to his position with the spear, and the tortoiseshell was still the same, but the difference was that there were more blood stains on the head of the spear that was exposed.

Leif turned pale, and he had lost at least seven or eight soldiers in that casual moment.

"Keep your distance from them!"

In many cases, it takes surprise to achieve sufficient results, but once you have used it for the first time, it is difficult to achieve results.

After being prepared, it is difficult for them to change like they did just now, and they don't dare, otherwise they will be caught with flaws, so they have to protect themselves and wait for something.

"Attack!"

At this moment, the sound of horses was heard, and the sound of a large number of armor joints was heard.

"Hahahaha, it's time, kill me!" Sylvia laughed, and the plan worked.

"Not good, there is an ambush, retreat!" Leif's eyes widened, and under his horrified gaze, another group of troops appeared densely behind their army, with the banner of thorn flowers, and the coat of arms on his body was also an eagle on a blue background, and he knew that something was wrong.

It turned out that on the way, Carl made a plan, Sylvia led Hagrid's corps to attract the attention of the other party and resist the other party head-on, mainly to entangle the other party, as for him and Kevin, he took the Thorn Corps to go around behind the enemy, and when everything was successful, it was time to catch the turtle in the urn.

"Close!"

Karl raised his sword and slapped it on his shield, making a "ping-pong" sound.

"Boom...... Rumble ......"

Karl led the cavalry to attack first, and their ranks were like a sharp sword, plunging into the heart of the enemy.

As for Kevin, he led the infantry to encircle the enemy, and this time he must take them all.

Leif watched the soldiers on his side continue to fall, his heart simply cursed the eighteen generations of Torres' ancestors, damn Torres deceived him, where is this an ordinary local nobleman, the number of these two armies is so large and elite, no matter how you look at it!

The tortoiseshell formation had completely dispersed, and the soldiers of the Hagrid Corps, who had been gathered together, disintegrated along the tortoiseshell formation and attacked in all directions to hunt and kill the enemy.

Yes, this is a hunt, the enemy has already failed, and even lost his fighting spirit, now all he needs to do is hunt.

The soldiers were screaming, they couldn't see that the enemy was fleeing but still had a bright sword in his hand, and he probably didn't care even if he saw it.

Leif doesn't understand why these soldiers are working so hard, in fact, these soldiers are no longer enemies in their eyes, this is all credit! If they could, they only wanted to kill more enemies, and every few more they killed meant that they could get slaves!

Carl is still riding his horse at the moment, otherwise he will definitely laugh dumbly if he sees this scene, which is the same as the thief in his previous life who robbed things and passed by the police bureau, this is simply fragrant, such as a joke: "Hey, you can brush up on performance." ”

"Fight back!" Leif knew that he could not escape, but fortunately ordered the soldiers around him to turn around and launch a counter-charge.

I have to say that Leif's prestige is still good, in this case there are still soldiers willing to follow him to play with his life, as his order was given, twenty or thirty Flo people suddenly stopped and pointed their swords behind them, so that some of the pursuing soldiers were caught off guard and died.

"Hmph, give me death!" Karl snorted coldly, but the long sword in his hand did not stop, and he shaved off the head of an enemy with his backhand.

If Carl had just come to this world, he would have been scared by such a picture, and even had nightmares for half a month, but now he has no reservations in his heart, and the experience of many battlefields has made him accustomed to it, making him adapt to life and death, and blood.

In this era, it can only be said that it is a sad thing to live for a long time if you don't adapt to these things.

Leif gritted his teeth, he was now under tremendous pressure, and there were three or four enemies in front of him, all staring at him fiercely.

Carl also saw this scene, and knew that the other party was the commander of the Flo people, so he wanted to kill the other party, so that the other party would lose their fighting spirit.

"I surrender!"

Before Carl could make a move, Lef's voice had already come, which made Carl stunned.

It's not that the other party's surrender made him stunned, after all, the battlefield is changing rapidly, not everyone wants to die, and he himself is no exception, and it is understandable that the other party surrendered in the mortal situation, but what surprised him the most was that the person in front of him actually spoke in Dierman! This is a Flo who speaks the Dillman language!

"Don't kill him, take him alive!" Carl immediately changed his strategy.

He was now afraid that those soldiers would not be able to stop killing red eyes, and his voice was a little hurried.

Fortunately, the soldiers who were still besieging Leif heard Karl's words and stopped their weapons.

Leif grinned, lowering his sword to signify his decision to surrender.

He really couldn't stand it, he was slashed a few times on his body, it was so painful, he didn't want to die, he had to use this method.

With the cooperation of the other party, the soldiers tied up and captured the other party by dividing them by two.

"Your leader has surrendered, now all of you lay down your weapons!" Karl pointed at Lef's head and shouted.

The Flo people, who were still fighting, were completely shocked when they saw this scene, and when they heard Karl ask them to surrender, they hesitated a little, but after a while, they put down their weapons and chose to surrender.

"Kevin, you take someone to clean up the battlefield and the spoils of war, and as for Sylvia, you take them all back to Syld Manor and reduce them to slavery, and as for their leader to take Syldeburg, I have something to ask him." Karl ordered, he had too many questions to know the answers to now.

Every Flo he had met before didn't know the language of the Dillmans, and he couldn't get any news, and the two of them were talking to each other face to face, and it was useless.

And now it's rare to meet one, and he can't miss it.

"Obey my lord!" Kevin nodded and led people to clean up the battlefield.

"Okay, hunger striker." Sylvia nodded in agreement, but just after speaking, her brows furrowed, and her face was a little ugly.

"What's wrong?" Karl was a little puzzled and walked over, only to see some blood faintly leaking from Sylvia's shoulder the next moment.

"You're hurt?" Carl was taken aback.

"It's just a small injury, it's just a sword." Sylvia grinned, it was simple, but it hurt really.

"Go back to the manor first, and then deal with the wounds, and so do the soldiers." Carl knew that this kind of thing should not be delayed, otherwise it would be bad if he was infected.