Section 24: Beheading

"Charge, charge, trample them!" shouted Eric. He was 100% sure that he would defeat this green-skinned force. But he knew that the defeat of this force was still far from his goal, which was to lure the Greenskins into battle.

Some of the green-skinned bosses have an incredibly simple command method, that is, take a group of the most talented little brothers, let out a roar of Waaaaagh, and rush towards the enemy without a head. But more greenskinned bosses aren't so stupid. They all hide at the back of the ranks, observing the battlefield and giving orders like human generals. However, as long as the battle situation is unfavorable to the greenskins, these bosses will still rush up with the little brothers around them with wild shouts.

This so-called Blood Banner Boss is obviously the latter.

Standing at the back of the human position, at the highest point of the hillside, a group of officers was observing the battlefield.

From a distance, the knight's brigade torrent was swarming at this moment, slashing at the green-skinned boy who was desperately rushing south. This elite team of only three or three thousand people is like a wedge into the green barrier, seemingly very weak, but it is unstoppable and cuts into the green-skinned army.

"General Eric is really getting older. Someone sighed. But many more were silent. The Greenskins were so large and so thick that there was still too far between the defeat of a few detachments of one or two thousand soldiers and the victory that would be the most effective. Moreover, the resistance of this group of orcs was far more stubborn than expected, and it had already caused some losses among the knights. Especially the war horses, although the knights at this moment are victorious, they are also slightly blunt.

The blocking battle on both sides continues. The outnumbered knight detachment held off the greenskins' onslaught, buying precious time for their central troops. After defeating the enemy in front of them, the knights began to form their teams again.

Eric took a moment to observe the situation on the battlefield. His former enemy was now completely dismantled, scurrying uncontrollably. On his flanks, the rest of the green-skinned troops were blocked by two detachments. If he retreats at this time, then it can be said that this sortie can be regarded as a complete victory. With his own small casualties, he defeated the two Greenskin troops and annihilated more than half of the enemy. With such a record, I believe that no one can say anything gossip.

But Eric is not here to attack the Greenskins this time, but to do a more important and dangerous job.

At this point, the army of greenskins also reacted. Without the boss's orders, the nearby greenskins who had been eager to do a big job rushed towards the enemy one after another. The scattered orc forces did not cause the other troops to waver, and in front of the knights, another group of greenskins defiantly shouted and rushed towards this direction. Farther away, Eric noticed a trail of smoke and dust coming in this direction, a sign of cavalry or chariots.

The veteran looked around at the soldiers around him. As long as these two forces can be defeated, then they are almost inseparable. But he also knew very well that it was extremely difficult to defeat these two green-skinned troops by relying on such a lone army, and even if he won, it would definitely be an extremely difficult battle. This is the pressure of generals on the battlefield. In an instant, countless consciousnesses flowed through Eric's mind, making his heart churn like boiling oil. Even the war horse under his crotch felt the tension and couldn't help but snort.

Eric glanced back at his own line with anxious eyes, all the other troops were not moving, except for the artillery that was providing fire support for itself. He gritted his teeth.

"Knights, keep going!"

In the smoke and dust in the distance, green-skinned cavalry had already appeared. It was a large group of orcs riding wild boars and wielding weapons. The eyes of each orc were filled with battle fanaticism, and they screamed and rushed towards the human knights.

If this continues, when the knights charge the greenskin infantry, the boar cavalry will slam the knights from the flanks and rear.

The current Blood Banner Boss is really puzzled. He saw the cavalry charge in and crush first a squad of goblin cavalry, then a squad of meachboys. If the knights retreat at this time, then he can only say that this is a very cunning strategy. This victory is not big, but it can effectively boost the morale of your own side and dampen the combat enthusiasm of the green-skinned troops.

But the problem is that these knights have no intention of taking advantage of the situation and leaving, they are moving on. Having spotted the boar cavalry coming from the flank, the knights turned around and met the boar cavalry from the front.

If the scene were to be changed, for example, the other party was a green-skinned tribe instead of a human, perhaps the Blood Banner Boss would directly think that this was their battle frenzy drowning their minds. However, he knew that the human army was known for its strong emphasis on discipline among many races, and that some countries did not recruit particularly brave warriors to serve in the army, just so that the whole army could maintain discipline. This confusing approach, in which the main force watched as if I stood still, leaving a knight alone in the midst of the enemy's army, was not normal.

The Greenskins, who were far away, had not yet noticed this strange situation. Although they knew that the two sides were fighting, they thought that what was going on now was just an outpost battle before the main force was in full engagement. With the exception of a few Greenskins near the outbreak of the battle, the rest of the Greenskins waited for the order to attack, and the orcs raised their savage machetes in the air, shouting at their opponents in a series of challenges.

Hardly any Greenskins realized that the humans seemed to be intent on bringing one cavalry out to fight, and the rest of the troops to be shrunken turtles. Of course, even if he saw the intentions of the human race, the Blood Banner Boss was completely unable to understand the logic behind it.

By this time, the boar boys had collided head-on with the knights.

It was a battle of cavalry and cavalry. After the first line of the two sides collided, the ensuing battle turned into hand-to-hand combat, with the troops glued tightly together. As we all know, the battle between cavalry and infantry must rely on speed, and speed is not the most critical factor in the battle between cavalry and cavalry. Therefore, in the history of cavalry battles, the first wave of charges needs to accumulate muzzle velocity, and after hand-to-hand combat, it is completely dependent on formation, training, and armor protection bonuses.

The actual situation on the battlefield at this moment is completely in line with what is stated in the military book. Eric was in the center, with two hundred elites in front, and the commanders of the four detachments each led their troops to flank the left and right, and rushed straight to the enemy formation in front. The two sides have entered hand-to-hand combat, so the knights try their best to control the speed of their horses, otherwise once the formation is scattered, it will not only be inefficient to fight in a scattered melee, but will be looked at by the enemy army. In this way, Eric led his troops slowly towards the center of the greenskin cavalry at a very low pace. The human knight is not like a sharp knife, but like a hammer, slowly sinking between the boar boys.

The boar boys were now in a frenzy of battle, and their mounts were red-eyed one by one. With the help of the boar, although the boar boys are not as good as the knights in terms of armor, they actually don't suffer much in the competition. Their real weakness lies in their lack of discipline and inability to maintain a full and tight formation. Therefore, in the battle with the knights, although the number is about the same on the surface, when the real battle is usually fought by several knights besieging a wild boar boy.

With enough time, Eric can be sure that he can defeat this group of orc boar cavalry.

But the point is that the Boar Boys are not the only opponents of the Knights. The detachment of knights responsible for flank cover was gradually unable to support the onslaught of the orcs, and the battle line was gradually shaken. They were too few in number to resist the overwhelming advance of the outnumbered green-skinned reinforcements. To make matters worse, there was another group of greenskin infantry in front of Eric, which was the previous target of the knights, and it must be closing in on the knights who were in a bitter battle.

Eric knew very well that if he couldn't defeat the Boar Kid before this group of greenskins rushed over, then his attack and his battle plan would be all in vain. Even he himself could not pull his feet out of this quagmire, and it was difficult to retreat safely. The greenskins will surround them with superior forces, and in repeated entanglements and tug-of-wars, they will completely overwhelm the knights with numerical superiority.

Eric rushed forward, but his men held their generals behind him. Enraged, Eric continued to ride his horse and squeeze forward, but he was squeezed back without hesitation by the knights who gritted their teeth and strained their strength.

He held his battle flag aloof and shouted loudly, challenging the captain of the Boar Kid. As long as he can kill Captain Greenskin, then he will have a chance to defeat the Boar Boys before they outflank them.

Although humans and greenskins do not understand each other's language, there are some situations on the battlefield where the minds of the two sides of the battle are completely communicative. Eric's loud shout was answered, and through the gap in the ranks of his men, Eric saw a particularly strong orc riding a large boar, screaming and rushing towards him, holding a huge double-edged battle axe in his hand.

The orc captain rushed to Eric's flank, where three knights blocked him. However, the strength of this captain far exceeded the level of ordinary boar boys, and the three knights were cut down by him in the blink of an eye.

More knights and more boar boys converged on the position, and people on both sides kept falling, and Erik's mount trampled on at least two layers of enemy or his own corpses under the hooves.

The greenskin captain finally broke through the Knights' resistance and rushed in front of Eric desperately. The last knight parried a blow from Captain Greenskin with his sword, but he couldn't block it. The greenskin's axe struck like a thunderbolt, splitting his helmet and skull in half.

“Waaaaa...... gh......”

The Greenskin Captain lunged at him, his axe raised and slashed down.

Eric twisted his waist to dodge, the blood-stained blade of the tomahawk sliding in front of his breastplate, a cacophony of grinding that left a white trail on his metal armor. Eric wielded his hammer and tried to slam Greenskin's axe-wielding hand, but it landed on the hilt. If it were a human, this fierce blow might have been able to get the opponent's weapon out of his hands, but this Greenskin Captain relied on his incredible strength to survive. However, this blow also caused Captain Greenskin to lose his balance, and he was unable to launch the next attack for a while.

It was too late, and taking advantage of the fact that Captain Greenskin didn't have time to recover, Eric launched his next attack. This time the hammer struck the boar in the head, and although it did not kill it, it also made the boar dazed, foaming at the mouth, and spun in a stupid circle in place.

Eric approached the opponent for the third time, this time he took a deep breath, took advantage of his opponent's unpreparedness, struggled to "phew", and spat at the greenskin's face. Captain Greenskin, who had lost control of his mount, wanted to parry the attack with his weapon, but he did not expect such a surprise attack. He looked up and saw Bai Meng rushing towards his face, instinctively lifting the axe to cover it, Eric with his legs and feet forced, his ass out of the saddle, and he used all his strength to take advantage of the gap to deliver the most slamming back.

The hammer slammed into the greenskinned helmet, and although it didn't hit it right, most of the force was slid away by the helmet, but the remaining force was still enough to knock the greenskinned captain out of the boar, and he fell into a smash, and the tomahawk flew away.

Before the Greenskin Captain could get up, the hammer-like hooves of the war horse had already stepped on it. Then a large herd of wild boars and war horses trampled back and forth in confusion, and in the blink of an eye, this green skin disappeared into the chaotic battle line of the two armies.

The short battle drained Eric so much energy that he slumped back into the saddle and gasped for breath, realizing that he was indeed old. However, although his face was a little pale, his eyes were as sharp as a blade, and he had insight into the battle situation in his heart. The machete boys haven't tangled up yet. He still had time to disperse all the boar boys.