Twenty-sixth quarter

"The enemy is here again!" came the voice of a scout in the distance.

In the blink of an eye, the originally peaceful team immediately stirred. The officer shouted a shout, the soldiers ran rapidly, and the whole team was like a wriggling green worm, and every part was moving in an orderly and rapid manner.

When the enemy's knightly forces appeared, they saw a neat array of pikes. This was no ordinary gun formation, and all the soldiers did not use shields, but held in both hands extra-long spears that were more than twice the length of ordinary spears. The spears in the back were mounted on the shoulders of those in front. This gun array is also much thicker and denser than ordinary gun arrays. And due to the influence of the front and rear queues, the spear naturally forms segmented kills. Even if the spears in the first row pierced the horses and broke the human body, there were second, third, and fourth ...... A spear is on guard.

It was impossible to break through such a formation by a frontal charge of cavalry. To attack hard is to send to death.

As expected, the enemy saw this terrible array of guns and immediately abandoned the attack. Behind the gun array, the baggage vehicles began to move on. Everything is safe and sound.

After the vehicle retreated, the gun array also began to retreat gradually. The retreat was very careful, leaving not even the slightest gap for the pursuers to exploit.

In this day, it has been three times. Three times the pursuers appeared, and three times they stopped helplessly in front of this terrible, steel hedgehog-like spear array.

"Those St. Jean's cowards!" said Officer Paro in a triumphant defiant provocation as he watched his pursuers turn around and leave.

Although almost no one expected the enemy to dare to pursue, this array of guns had been prepared for the first time, and in fact it helped a lot. Maybe it's a trick of fate. Two days of heavy snow slowed down the Paro army, causing them to be bitten by the enemy on the fifth day.

Looking at the flying snake banner above the heads of the pursuers, almost all the Paro people gritted their teeth. That Thomas was a real nightmare, a nightmare that you couldn't wake up from. If it weren't for this gun array, the Paro army, which was now out of command and messy inside, might really suffer a big loss.

"Resume the marching columns, keep up with the baggage convoys!" someone ordered.

"It's impossible to break through that formation head-on. The officer reported everything he had seen to Ashrufat. The enemy is like a hedgehog and makes it difficult to start. But there was no flinching expression on Ashrufat's face.

"This seemingly sturdy defense is the stupidest thing to do. Because when something unexpected happens, they don't have time to react. Ashruphat explained. "We send archers up. ”

"No, we have too few archers left. ”

"It doesn't matter, we still have horseback riders. Ashrufat looked at the sky. "Let the horsemen be in the front line, and shoot with bows and arrows. We follow the most classical way of fighting pikemen, with wave attacks. ”

The horsemen were not knights, but militiamen, or archers. When the position of militia captain was insufficient, those militiamen and archers who needed to be rewarded for their merits were promoted to horseback servants. Their riding skills are actually not good, and they are not really competent to fight on horseback, so they are mainly responsible for reconnaissance, patrols and other tasks that knights are not willing to perform.

"Shooting an arrow right away requires a lot of skill. They can't do it. And the number of horseback riders is too small. ”

"If the bow and arrow are not good, use muskets. This kind of stuff requires little to no training. Ashrufat replied. "As for the quantity, it's not a problem...... The enemy's spear formation only needs to break a little, which means that all of them will collapse!"

The scouts' horns sounded from afar. "The enemy is coming!" someone shouted. But this time, the Paro army has adapted to this sudden accident. They quickly changed their formation, forming a long phalanx, completely blocking the path of their pursuers. Unless the pikemen behind the temple are routed, the enemy will not be able to continue the pursuit.

Surprisingly, this time the enemy does not seem to intend to retreat. Bands of cavalry formed in front of the pikes. The horses' hooves made a wet clattering sound as they trampled on the remnants of snow that had not yet completely melted. The white mist that erupted from the horse's nose seemed to carry the haze of death.

The pursuers put on a very orthodox cavalry assault cone formation, and looking at that formation, it was clear that they wanted to use their war horses to directly attack this spear formation like a steel hedgehog. Purely numerically, the Paros actually have the upper hand. But because one person on horseback would occupy the space of three people on foot, it seems that the formation of the expeditionary force is much thicker than that of the other side.

There was silence between heaven and earth, and everyone held their breath, waiting for the signal to fight.

"Uh......h Woo...... Woo woo ......" horns fluttered in the sky. A detachment of cavalry abruptly broke away from the brigade and began to assault forward. However, everyone could see that the cavalry was not in good armor and the charging team was not in order. It was obviously just a ride on horseback, just a tentative attack.

But in fact, it was somewhat unexpected. After the enemy's cavalry attacked, another wave of cavalry followed, immediately following the cavalry. Then the third team, the fourth team...... These sorties all aimed at the right flank of the Paro and charged away.

The cavalry approached. The Paro soldiers could already hear the snorting and snorting of their horses. The array of spears tightened suddenly, and the powerful arms with bulging green tendons vigorously stabilized the spears, forming a wall of spears against the attacking enemy horses. There are as many spears as there are deaths in this wall to greet the charging cavalry.

The riders stopped their mounts, then sat firmly in the saddle and fired at the gunline. As soon as they had fired a shot, they turned their horses around and left the spurs, making room for the second wave of cavalry behind.

The second wave of cavalry also stopped their horses, fired a shot and left. Then came the third wave.

All the horsemen added up to three hundred. If their bullets were scattered across the gunline, they would have been thrown into a deep pool like small stones, and they would not have stirred up a wave. But now they are all concentrated in one point. In this small section of the gun array, the Paro soldiers had fallen in groups, forming a large gap. The spearmen at the edge of the gap also lost their formation, pushed and mixed by the wounded, and they could only watch in despair as the fourth team of knights slaughtered fiercely.

The knights avoided the front of the spear, rushed up through the gap, approached Paro's pikemen, and slashed wildly. The inflexibility of the super-long spear was evident at this moment. In the chaotic formation, they had no way to attack with spears, but could only be cut down in groups, knocked down by war horses, and trampled by horses' hooves.

More knights rushed forward and continued to expand their gains along the gap. The front of the pikes was terrifying, but the sides were weak.

The commander of Paro immediately understood that everything was over. He didn't care to command the troops, so he turned around and ran. By the time he arrived, Paro's army began to fully disperse.

The Paro soldiers dropped their spears, their armor, everything they had, and ran away. And the knights of the expeditionary force rushed forward in full force. Now the battlefield is theirs. This is no longer a battle, but a one-sided hunt. They slashed and slashed with their weapons, turning the field into a terrible slaughterhouse in the blink of an eye. Even the horsemen who were not good at fighting on horseback came up again, killing the fleeing Paro soldiers as they pleased. Or trample them to death in droves.

Ashrufat did not scatter and kill like the others. He rushed into the baggage wagon with a small group of knights. When the gun burst into action, the Paro army logisticians who witnessed all this immediately began to abandon their vehicles, untie their horses and flee on horseback. Now all that is left is a fleet of vehicles, and there are some horses and carts that have not yet had time to untie their sets.

"Quick, search for me!' Where's the 'myrrh'!"

After a short while, several knights took a prisoner and brought it to Ashrufat. It was a chubby, middle-aged man in a well-dressed uniform. His hands were white and soft, and he was clearly not a warrior who was good at martial arts. But the uniform on his body indicates that he was a member of the Paro army.

"Contempt...... Mean...... The contemptible man is a logistics officer...... Adjutant ...... "The man explained as best he could with a smile. But Ashrufat's glare made him shut up instantly. The logistics officer's face turned gray with fear. Dark clouds obscured the sun, and the wind was biting, but it was all as cold as the stares of the man in front of them.

"Where's the 'myrrh'?!" Ashrufat asked him.

"No...... No...... No...... Absence...... ...... here," he stammered. "That's ...... Precious...... Precious...... Drugs...... At...... Blue Shield ...... Knights...... There......"

"Blow the trumpet immediately!" Ashrufat ordered without hesitation for a second. "Gather your forces and pursue them immediately. These trophies will be handed over to the logistics team to deal with! Take away everything that can be taken, and burn all that cannot be taken away!"

"What about the captives?" asked someone who asked.

"Follow the old rules!"

"But, Lord Count. If the information we get is correct, then the main force of the Paro army and the rearguard are relatively far apart, and it may take half a day when we catch up. Our horsepower is running out of horsepower. ”

"All knights change horses and pursue. Leave the exhausted war horses to the logistics troops, and replace those energetic war horses. Now we have enough horses, enough for two or three to ride for a man. ”

......

In the dim light, an impromptu meeting was taking place. Three or four men in armor gathered around the table, frowning. After the death of General Rudolph, the army was already showing some signs of collapse. The mercenaries secretly fled in batches, the morale of the infantry was low to the limit, and now even the knights began to be unstable. There was no one in Paro's army who could replace Rudolph in terms of prestige and status, and the damned Thomas was in hot pursuit, repeatedly harassing the troops behind him.

"The rearguard has been annihilated by Thomas. We've lost most of our baggage now!" someone whispered. "That Thomas...... How could he still have this level of combat power?"

"He looks like he's going to swallow us in one gulp right now......," another suggested. "Starting tomorrow, we will let the Knights be the queen, and the other troops may not be able to withstand Thomas's attack. ”

"If the Knights are defeated, we'll probably have no chance at all......," someone objected. "It is better to leave the infantry behind and let the Knights retreat lightly. This would at least guarantee the survival of the Knights. ”

"But in this case......" The argument was still inconclusive, and suddenly, a terrible cry rang out outside.

"Night Raid! Night Raid!"

The participants of the military meeting rushed out of the tents and saw a large group of cavalry breaking through the rudimentary camp and storming into the camp, setting fire to it and killing people. In the firelight, the abominable flying snake banner could be seen hunting and fluttering.