This gunslinger is too reckless

As Harlanroth laughed, his soldiers threw their heads, limbs and even internal organs in their hands. These poor Rhodok scouts were cut into several pieces alive.

This made a few brave men among the Rhodoks angry, but it frightened most of them.

Some of the supervisory team pointed crossbows at the wavering soldiers and told them what would happen if they fled; some rode mountain horses and whipped the chaotic militia with leather whips to regroup them.

However, the Swadians would not watch in vain as Rhodok's army stabilized order. There were only 300 of them, but everyone led a horse and quickly circled to the side and rear.

That is the grain transport militia with the worst will to fight in the Rhodoks army.

If the Rhodoks only had a regular army of over a thousand, then the Swadians would lose no matter what they fought. After all, the difference in strength was too great—no matter how fierce the Duke of Harlanlaus was, King Graves would not suffer. The charge of the Swadian Knights was devastating, but Sergeant Rhodok's military formation was as stable as a mountain.

But the tragedy is that all the Rhodok generals thought it was a siege, and they brought too many militias transporting food. To the elite of Swadia...

Maybe it's not as good as a pig. At least the pig won't make sounds like "run away" to shake the morale of other troops.

With nearly 2000 more people, the battle situation has become more dangerous and unpredictable. Pig teammates are often far more dangerous than enemies.

"Give up reorganizing the civilian army and gather your own troops!" The king had to give this shameful order to other nobles.

Even if the king wins, the history books of later generations will write like this:
The Duke of Harlanlaus was very brave. He attacked the [-] army led by King Graves himself with [-] tigers, beheaded hundreds of people, and routed thousands of people. Unfortunately, due to insufficient troops, the success was on the verge of failure.

The glory of the king's life may be destroyed by this battle.Later generations of keyboard warriors would even spit at him. Three thousand against three hundred to achieve such a battle damage ratio is really a stupid thing.

But it is better than the destruction of the Rhodok Kingdom due to the exhaustion of the [-] troops in this battle.

Zhao Dong slapped one of the noisiest soldiers hard, gathered his troops, retreated, and formed a circular formation with other troops.

Feeling the cover of the friendly troops around them, many soldiers felt a little safer. It has to be said that the circular formation is indeed the best defensive formation, and there is no need to worry about the cavalry's back and side attacks like the square formation.

But those poor militiamen can only run in fear, and there may be a Swadian saber behind them at any time.

The Rhodok crossbowman, whose military spirit had stabilized, shot at the devious Swadian cavalry under the cover of the half-squatting spearman, hoping to help the militia a little.

But because the distance was too far, the Swadian cavalry galloped like the wind again. Of the salvos of more than [-] people, only twenty or thirty crossbow arrows hit the opponent, and most of them were blocked by the cavalry shield and armor. Only a few cavalry fell from their horses.

Zhao Dong clenched his spear tightly and looked at the dark Swadian army. At this moment, he really felt how insignificant an individual's force is in such a big battle.

The Swadian cavalry rushed into the howling militia group. They didn't bother to attack these weak people with lances, but kept harvesting their lives with their sabers. Feeling the despair that these weak people cried before dying, they burst into laughter.

This was not a simple massacre. They slashed from the back to the front, threatening the surviving militiamen with death, telling them to flee to the Rhodoks formation in front and break up the formation of the Rhodoks.

Vicious, brutal, yet effective.

Although the Rhodoks lacked war horses, they still had some short mountain horses. Two teams of mounted crossbowmen broke out from the circular formation, rode for a distance and then dismounted and fired on foot, hoping to stop the Swadians' tactics.

However, the Swadian cavalry were proficient in equestrian skills and their numbers were small. Hiding behind the vast army of fleeing civilians, it was difficult for their crossbow arrows to hit directly, but they killed many defeated troops.

But this is a good thing. At least the defeated troops knew that fleeing to the front was seeking death. Many defeated troops fled to the left and right, but were killed by Swadia, which further reduced the number of defeated troops.

These fleeing militias are no longer friendly troops, and their reduction is a good thing for the Rhodoks army.

The gongs and drums of the Swadian army sounded, and two teams of light cavalry came to cover them up. Rodok's riding crossbowman no longer wanted to fight, and mounted his mountain horse to avoid the circular formation.

Although the Swadian cavalry is much faster than them, after all, they have suffered from the distance, and it is difficult to catch up in a short time, and they dare not go deeper. It will devour them like densely packed locusts.

Zhao Dong looked at the defeated army caught between the two armies, crying for their father and mother, and slaughtered like animals. An hour ago, they were still marching in excitement just like him.

When the gong that allowed shooting came, he silently took out a standard crossbow and pointed it at the defeated soldiers who had been conscripted to this purgatory by the king before their beards grew out. He gasped heavily, Eyes full of desire to live.

"I'm sorry, I will avenge you!" The peasant boy was shot in the chest and fell to the ground in pain. Before he could groan a few times, his neck was ruthlessly broken by the rout soldiers behind him, and he was soon gone. I can't move.

Zhao Dong skillfully winds the string, this weapon is not difficult to learn, and he can be considered a qualified shooter - now he can only use this method to interfere in the battle situation, he really doesn't want to watch anymore!
It was a desperate hell... Countless crossbow arrows pierced through the air, but what they harvested was not the life of the enemy.The broken soldiers cried and cursed the king and the crossbowmen who were shooting arrows. Some people knelt down on the ground, unwilling to run again, praying loudly to God, but they were trampled to death.

However, in order to prevent the Swadians from succeeding in their treacherous plan to drive the rout troops to attack the array, they had to fight each other in different robes.

"The Rodok pigs are killing each other!" the Swadia cavalry laughed. Although many Rodok people could not hear clearly, they all knew what they were talking about and their faces were ashen.

Zhao Dong squeezed the spear so hard that he even wanted to bathe in Swadian blood now!
Many Swadian "cavalrymen" in iron armor got off their horses one after another—in fact, like Zhao Dong's subordinates, they were just riding infantry, not good at horse fighting, and their crotches were not specialized war horses. The horses were already exhausted. do.

Riding this kind of horse to attack the Rhodoks' spear array is undoubtedly looking for death. They dismounted and walked after a certain distance. Fortunately, there were many rout soldiers in front of them to help them resist the deadly crossbow arrows.

However, as many Swadians dismounted, their control over the rout group was also reduced, and many routs diverted to the left and right, exposing them.

Although Rhodok's crossbowmen didn't know what "three-stage strike" was, they had already mastered the tactics of shooting in multiples - many crossbowmen in the front row retreated and wound up after finishing shooting, and those in the back row had already wound up. The crossbowman moved forward and continued to shoot, the rain of arrows could be continuous, and it was guaranteed that they were all powerful direct shots, not weaker projectiles.

This caused the arrogant Swadians to suffer a lot. Many people were shot to pieces by continuous crossbow arrows, and their bodies were shot dead.

And there is one of the most elite troops called "Rhodok Marksmen", which is specially sniping at the officers and the cavalry who turned around.

Like the Rhodoks Sergeant, the Rhodoks Marksman is also one of the top forces in this country. They are also composed of the second sons of nobles who have no inheritance rights. They are physically strong and can use the siege crossbow that requires extremely high strength.

What is even more frightening is their accuracy. Many people began to practice how to aim steadily when they were still walking shakyly.

Although the Rhodok crossbow is not a sniper rifle, affected by the equipment, they can't do anything if it is too far away.But once the cavalry was within fifty paces, no matter how fast they galloped, they still seemed to stand still in their eyes.

Even though such elite soldiers are extremely rare, even only in their early 20s, every arrow is like a death talisman, harvesting the lives of the Swadians.

The disadvantage of Swadia's numbers is undoubtedly exposed. If the Rhodoks are allowed to shoot down, the team may collapse!

However, the Swadians' tough heavy infantry, with the help of some surviving defeated troops, still successfully brought the war to the stage of handover, holding back a certain number of Rhodoks and creating opportunities for the heavy cavalry to step into the formation. opportunity.

Zhao Dong didn't know when the Swadian knights would step into battle. He just wanted to kill all these iron monsters.

The black heavy Swadian heavy infantry came over. These elites under the tent of Harlan Lauth were two species compared with bandits and bandits. , but still howled and charged, longing for the next killing, whether it was killing or being killed.

What is even more frightening is discipline. Although these Swadian elites are not good at using long weapons and may suffer from distance, they can maintain a very tight infantry formation and move forward with shields or weapons. , close combat.

Where a Rhodok stands, two Swadian heavy infantry can stand. This is the most true portrayal.

"Boom!" Firearms roared for the first time in this world.

Maybe it was Tubiton's proposal to fix the firecracker on the shield to improve the accuracy, or maybe it was the dense array of Swadians that made it easier for Zhao Dong and his personal guards to shoot.

In short, when the smoke filled the air, blood spurted out, dyeing the white mist red, and the firecrackers really played a role, blasting away the shields and iron sheets of these Swadian heavy infantry!

"Stab!" The Swadian army was blasted away. Even though it was still shrouded in gunpowder smoke, Zhao Dong was still determined to seize the opportunity—if you can't see clearly, you can't see clearly, anyway, the opponent I can't see clearly, not to mention that we still have the advantage of weapon distance!
Zhao Dong added sharpness to himself and several nearby soldiers, and a cold light burst out of the air...