After artillery bombardment, musket salvos and shotguns fired at close range, grenade throws at closer range. The Slavic army has left thousands of corpses behind www.biquge.info pen "Fun". The casualty rate is generally higher than 30 percent. Some of the more unlucky 100-man teams suffered more than 50 percent casualties.

The traditional Slavic army simply could not afford such a high casualty rate. Under the harsh blow of the Maisti runners. The Slavic army quickly collapsed -

The severed limbs, the corpses of their comrades who had died miserably, the thick smell of blood, the fortress of the estuary like a giant demon, and the guns spitting the flames of hell, made these soldiers ...... Or rather, cannon fodder has completely lost its mind.

They turned, threw away their weapons, and stumbled backwards as they wailed.

The collapse of several successive Slavic armies caused a chain reaction. Around them, as well as in the rear, the Slavic army, which had suffered few losses, was demoralized as a result, either consciously, or coerced to turn around and run wildly, fleeing in confusion -

In just a few minutes, the more than 15,000 Slavic troops, including the Slavic Forces nouvelles, which had been engulfed by the chaos and stormed, completely collapsed. They scattered and fled, scurrying like headless flies. Even the artillery positions behind them, as well as the positions of the centaur shooters, were disrupted.

"Do you want to take advantage of the situation to attack? If you open the fortress gate now and send cavalry supplemented by infantry to attack, it is very likely that you will completely retain 20,000 enemies!" said Charlumi excitedly beside William.

“...... Inadequate. William shook his head.

"What's not enough?" asked Charlumie, a little strangely.

"The heat is not enough. William's answer baffled Shalumi - it was at this time that the drums of the army of Sarida Khan, across the Vistula River, once again drowned out the roar of artillery.

The sound was extremely powerful, extremely ancient, extremely rustic, like the perfect combination of a vast steppe, a vast sky, a huge herd and a strong knight - a nomad. Son of the Prairie - Although the drum does not speak, the people on the battlefield can understand its meaning.

"Magic...... Or rather...... Shamanic sorcery?" William muttered as he frowned. Speaking of which, he knew before that the power system of this world was not simple...... However, in several wars, the knights who were outnumbered by one enemy and ten died in the face of muskets and artillery. And a decent spellcaster didn't touch a single one.

Priests, priests who believe in the Lord of Light do, but they use healing magic that has no offensive power.

Fighting without the influence of magic for a long time has reduced William's judgment of supernatural powers. Luckily, this time, the drumming of Sarida Khan reminded him of this. Fortunately, the drum did not do much harm to the new army of Mystia.

- He just calmed down the collapsed Slavic army. That's all.

The soldiers completely lost their minds at the moment of the collapse of the army. But after the drums sounded, their sanity returned to their souls.

"Well done...... Seeing that a collapse was about to be staged, but was stopped by the sound of drums, the forward commander Kublai finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Alright, give the order to go down and gather the remnants, cavalry, and centaur archers to cover the infantry and artillery retreat. He then ordered.

"Shall we withdraw to the east bank of the Vistula?" asked the centaur beside Kublai Lai.

Kublai pondered for a moment, then shook his head and said, "No...... I sent an emissary to ask my father, and he said that I wanted to camp on the west bank of the Vistula. What does he think?"

The herald immediately relayed Kublai's intentions. At the same time, the nomadic cavalry and centaur archers formed a loose cavalry line, blocking the Slavian rout.

These Slavic routs regained their composure and stopped collapsing. But still demoralized. At the same time, a lot of weapons and equipment were lost. The formation is scattered. There is simply no longer a fight. The centaurs and the nomadic soldiers herded them together like sheep. Then the new army soldiers and the traditional soldiers were roughly divided into two groups. And always keep an eye on the western side, in the direction of the fortress at the mouth of the river, in case the Mystyan army takes the opportunity to attack.

However, the Maisti runner-up did not do so.

"The order goes down. Collect the wounded and burn the corpses. Do a good job of hygiene. Other than that, celebrate the victory. ”

As William's words fell, the Bayou Fortress soon burst into cheers - the soldiers, both the Circassian Army and the Gothic mercenaries, cheered loudly and celebrated the victory.

This was in stark contrast to the discouraged Tartarian army under the fortress.

In this way, the first round of the attack of the Tartarian army was easily broken by the Mestian army. The corpses of thousands of Slavic soldiers contributed to William's first victory in a foreign war. Prior to this, the morale of the Slavites, who had been unhindered in crossing the river, had recovered in a very short time.

"Not bad...... "Listening to the cheers of the officers and soldiers in his ears, William exhaled slowly. Then he smiled a somewhat reluctantly.

Nervous, yes, very nervous. Although he had done all the calculations before this, and had weighed it countless times, when he actually saw this scene, William still felt very, very, very nervous.

These tensions were locked in by him. It was not reflected at all in the course of the battle. However, after the battle was over and William relaxed, these emotions came together and almost broke him.

Thankfully, William held on.

Victory, and minimal losses.

While killing nearly 5,000 enemies and crushing more than 20,000 enemies, the Mystyan army lost less than 300 soldiers.

Most of these soldiers were killed by artillery and centaur shooters. Although there are not many of them, but taking into account the defensive power of the fortress, as well as the accuracy of the artillery of this era. This number is actually quite staggering.

Upon further inspection, William was surprised to find that more than two-thirds of these casualties were caused by centaur archers. The constant bombardment of light artillery killed less than a hundred Mestian soldiers.

"Centaurs have been able to dominate the grasslands for hundreds of years, and it is not just luck and time. William thought to himself. Then he turned and walked down the parapet.

He could clearly feel that at this moment, the eyes of the soldiers - whether they were mercenaries or the new Circassian army - had changed from the way they looked at him.

Prestige, morale, loyalty. The army is actually a very simple system. Success in the army is very simple. Capable and able to lead his armies to victory. That's all it takes. Everything else is not a problem. Especially in times of war, everything in the army can be summed up in the word "victory".

It was as simple as that, and William himself wanted his army to be as simple as possible.

"We won. William smiled and looked at Charlumie. Charlumi nodded uncertainly, and then said, "Yes, William, we did win, but ......"

"There's nothing 'but'. William said: "We won, the other side lost, that's all." ”

At the same time that the Mystyan army was shouting victory, the Slavian army was somewhat gray and gathered together. At the same time, the emissaries returned to the West Bank with the orders of Sarida Khan. Sure enough, Sarida Khan thought the same as Kublai did. He was sure it wasn't a good idea to retreat. Kublai was agreed to set up a camp on the west bank of the Vistula.

Of course, because of the shortage of building materials, these "camps" are a bit too shabby.

Thanks to the efforts of the Slavic soldiers, they drove tent wagons across the Vistula River and spread out on the tidal flats of the west bank, where Kublai had hoped to camp in a better, drier place. But it's completely impossible. Because those dry lands were completely shrouded in the range of the fortress guns. Even on the tidal flats, the Tartarian army had to be on the lookout for artillery attacks from the fortresses of the estuary.

So they built a rudimentary camp on the tidal flats, and put a wooden fence around the outside of the tents. Several simple, two-story lookouts were then built. In this way, the camp is considered complete. The Tartarian army also had a base from which to attack the fortress at the mouth of the river.

A damp, shady, mosquito-infested forward position.

However, the Tartaria army was barbarians.

Barbarians don't need very good living conditions, and barbarians don't need very good camps and sanitation. After all, a barbarian is a barbarian.

And so, the army of Tartaria, the campaign to attack the fortress of the mouth of the Nord, ended on this day. Both sides collected their troops and returned to camp. Then there were Slavi soldiers with white flags who came to collect the corpses.

They don't have to worry about the Goths attacking them. William didn't want the corpses of the Slavians to rot and stink, cause plague or pollute the environment.

In this way, in the morning, morning, and noon, the battlefield was still noisy with gongs and drums, and the shouts of killing were constantly shouting, and in the afternoon of the same day, it was completely quiet. The Goths took turns on duty and rested. Nothing to do in the barracks of a not very large fortress.

The Slavites, on the other hand, collected corpses while transporting building materials and building their rudimentary forward bases.

During the night, the collected Slavic corpses were divided into dozens of groups, hastily piled together, sprinkled with oil, piled up large quantities of firewood, and then set on fire. The ashes are scooped up by a shovel and poured into the Vistula River in buckets.

There is no farewell ceremony, no honor, no pension. The Slavians died worthless. Only because they are Slavites.