When the trumpet of the army sounded, the barbarian army in the pass also stirred, and seeing the endless battle flags and marching columns rapidly approaching in the direction of the Tallinn settlement, the already extremely scattered formation suddenly became even more chaotic, until the thunderous war drums overwhelmed everything, and these fierce barbarians were calmed down.

Not far away, the rallying cry also sounded in the settlement of Tallinn, and even from this distance, you could see the ecstatic appearance of those mercenaries - it seemed that the time was just right, and a smile slipped across the corner of Edward's mouth as he galloped on his horse, and he pulled out a bright star and waved it in the direction of the barbarian army: "Forward, go to the front!"

"For Edward Wittwood—!" shouted Ludwig as he blew the horn, and even Allen, who was on the side, looked a little nervous. The whole stretch of army rolled up bursts of snowflakes and moved quickly on the mountain road, and the hoplites who followed closely behind the cavalry array lined up in four columns, moving quickly, clenching their teeth and gasping for breath, but they did not let go of the shields in their hands and the spears on their shoulders.

In order to be able to rush back as quickly as possible to regain the time dragged down by the enemy, and even the camp has not been demolished, Edward announced that he would immediately start a rapid march, and the number of wounded soldiers who fell behind, feverish, and wounded along the way even exceeded the casualties of the previous days, only Edward's knights, Lund pirates, and two veteran flag regiments were basically intact, and the rest had a large number of non-combat attrition, and as for the baggage wagons and ballistas, he didn't even bring them at all. Finally arrived in Tallinn in the early hours of the morning.

The marching army did not stop until it reached the foot of the mountains and forests north of Tallinn, and the soldiers began to line up amid the shouts of the centurions, forming an angular line in the direction of the camp. The barbarian army at the pass was sandwiched in the center.

"Will they withdraw?" asked Alan in a whisper. There was still a little relieved excitement on his face: "That's it." The people in the camp will be safe. ”

"That's right, if it were the Dominicans, they should have withdrawn their troops a long time ago, or sent someone to negotiate. Edward, who remembered a certain bastard, nodded knowingly, "But they are the barbarians of the Vast Lands, and dying in battle is what they are most passionate about - so I will satisfy them as much as I can, Donner!"

Hearing the call, the captain of the guard strode over, took the terrifying axe and panted like a bison, and stood in front of Edward's horse: "You just command!"

"I've never had the Crows fight once before, and now it's your chance to show yourself. Edward's voice was extremely heavy: "Rush over." Break them down, and then tear them apart!"

"Fight for you!" Donner shouted excitedly, and before the horn of the attack sounded, the Lund pirates on the left flank of the legion had already attacked: "Let's tear them apart!"

"Tear them to shreds—!!!"

Thousands of Lund warriors howled and brandished their scimitars and axes, roaring like ancient beasts in attack. The barbarian army at the pass at the bottom of the opposite hillside had also noticed the movement here, and hundreds of barbarian cavalry gathered on the right flank of their army with great speed and charged towards the lund pirates who were galloping wildly.

And before they could meet the enemy, a rain of arrows like locusts had already struck from the direction of the Tallinn camp, whistling and pouring down from the sky, and the barbarian cavalry who rushed to the front kept screaming and falling from their horses, trampled by the flying hooves of the horses behind.

The barbarian cavalry, which was strong under the rain of arrows, did not slow down. Instead, he quickened his pace, crossing a half-arc across the wasteland outside the camp. Almost head-on, they collided with the lund pirates who were charging, and pounced like hungry wolves, holding down the rushing pirates, and the momentum of the charge suddenly weakened a lot.

These cavalry were buying time for their main force, and looking at the barbarian cavalry that fell into the crowd of Lund warriors screaming and dragging off their horses to their deaths, Edward quickly understood the other party's intentions - so it was even more impossible to satisfy them!

"Heavy infantry formation, siege formation, all the archers occupy the cliff of the pass!" Edward let out a long sigh: "Lebinus, you take the first banner regiment, everyone follows the first banner regiment to attack!"

"Blow the trumpet, and let the silver blood in the camp be ready to answer. After giving the order, Edward finally put on his helmet, and black pupils swept over the faces of the knights behind him: "The cavalry will attack with me - this is our first battle in the Red Horse Canyon, let them know who is coming!"

"God Bless Turin - !!!"

The cold wind whistled through the Tallinn Pass, and before the Lund pirates, who were held back by the barbarian cavalry, could attack again, the enemy on the opposite side was ready, and the same bloodthirsty and fierce Hantu barbarian warriors had already angrily pounced on this group of guys from the northern misty sea, and the two sides were immediately strangled together, completely caught in the melee.

But the ferocious Lund pirates had torn apart the enemy's lines for the army, and that was the only thing Edward needed. The six infantry regiments on the hillside were stacked on top of each other, raising their spears like waves to charge towards the barbarian army that had fallen into chaos at the bottom of the mountain, and the continuous offensive was like an incomparably sharp razor, blurring the flesh and blood of this seemingly huge barbarian army, and they were at a disadvantage in the front line It was difficult for them to resist this attack from top to bottom, and they had already collapsed just after receiving the formation.

The loud sound of the horn echoed, and the Silver Blood Mercenary Regiment guarding the camp had been reorganized at this time, and rushed out of the camp gate in a tight formation, slowly advancing towards the front of the enemy, and the javelins in their hands rose up in rows and fell in the rear line of the warriors of the Red Horse Clan, and before the other party began to fight back, they took the lead in launching a charge.

The originally wide wilderness became extremely crowded between the shouts of soldiers and the clash of swords, and although it was surrounded on three sides, the fierce barbarian warriors still had no intention of retreating, and continued to attack in the face of the rain of arrows falling vertically from the cliffs - they no longer knew what their goal was, but the pride in their hearts made this group of barbarian warriors refuse to take a half step back, even if there was only death in front of them.

Of course, this is only temporary. If only to crush the enemy, the battle for the day has come to an end. But Edward wanted more - there were at least three thousand barbarians here - and according to Repcinus, the entire Red Horse Clan, even the tribes that had taken refuge in them, could muster up more than 10,000 fierce barbarian warriors at most, and here alone there was more than a quarter of their strength, and of course they would be annihilated!

Only a quarter of an hour later, the stubborn barbarian army finally began to crumble - Donner, who had chopped off the head of the tribal leader and taken away the tribal totem, howled excitedly, and the whole battlefield was in chaos, and the scattered barbarian warriors fled along the pass, but the warriors who had planned to pursue heard the sound of horns behind them, and slowly stopped. Several flag commanders on the hillside waved down the flags in their hands, and like a rain of arrows from locusts, they ruthlessly hunted and killed those deserters.

"Cavalry raise their guns and line up-" Edward, who was expressionless, raised his long sword, and the cavalry behind him finally stopped waiting, waving a red cross flag on a black background and rushed into the barbarian army that had long since collapsed, scattering the formation to slaughter these guys who no longer even had the courage to raise their weapons.

The cavalry who stepped on the ground and covered with corpses splashed countless blood flowers in the pass, chasing and killing these enemies who lost their armor from beginning to end, the once brave and bloodthirsty barbarians, at this time, they did not even have the courage to turn their heads to face the battle, only knew that they had no life to flee, crowded the pass, leaving mountains of corpses, and only a few remnants fled the battlefield.

"You have won, Lord Edward!" said Ludwig, panting, wiping his saber and bowing his head.

"No, it's not a victory - it's not enough to annihilate the enemy. Edward stared at him playfully, "Dear Ludwig, can you die for me?" )