This gunslinger is too reckless

There is no doubt that the shock and awe caused by firearms is terrible, even for the brave Swadian heavy infantry. When they fell down clutching their stomachs, they would instinctively retreat backwards.

When seeing things that they cannot understand, people will instinctively escape, which is a protection mechanism engraved in genes.

Unfortunately, on the battlefield of desperate fighting, this kind of protection mechanism will kill people instead.

As the spear pierced the target, Zhao Dong felt a sudden pain in his tiger's mouth, and sparks splashed across his eyes. It was really head-to-head—this Swadian heavy infantry guarded his body with a large iron-wrapped shield. The upper body and the chain mail on his body are also extremely sophisticated, to the extent that it is difficult to use wool to pass through the chain ring.

Even with the added sharpness technique, with Zhao Dong's enormous strength, he barely pierced through the protection of the shield and armor, and penetrated into his fragile inner abdomen with difficulty.

If they fought in an upright manner, the formation of these terrifying war monsters would be everyone's nightmare.Under their mutual cover, Zhao Dong might not be able to kill the enemy in front of him so easily.

But in the face of the already scattered array, the uniform array of spears played a huge role, and the screams of pain sounded one after another—not everyone was so unlucky, the enemies they faced all carried shields, and the crossbowmen came one after another. Many Swadian hoplites have had their shields damaged by the constant shooting.

When the smoke dissipated, the Swadians were completely scattered, and they should collapse, right?

A ball of blood spat out from the mouth of the Swadian heavy infantry in front of Zhao Dong, and stuck to Zhao Dong's eyes.This mass of blood was not entirely blood, it was mixed with fragments of internal organs—his internal organs had been smashed to pieces by Zhao Dong with the tip of a spear.

This action exhausted his remaining vitality, and he could no longer maintain the balance of his feet, so he fell to the ground, but the last expression was a smile on his face.

Rhodoks, my companions will avenge me!
Zhao Dong's eyes were covered with blood, and blood dripped into his eye sockets continuously, causing burning pain.He forced his eyes open, everything in front of him became blurred and scarlet.

"Head, be careful!" At this moment, Zhao Dong saw clearly that a mace was coming towards him, and a soldier of Zhao Dong used a spear, but it was smashed hard, but fortunately, he bought time for Zhao Dong.

Zhao Dong used his spear to lift it up, and slammed it into the terrifying mace.The Swadian heavy infantryman with the hammer let out a muffled grunt, apparently his hands were numb from the huge force.

The tiger's mouth in the hands of the Swadian heavy infantryman was bleeding, but he still held the weapon firmly, and kicked Zhao Dong with his flexible feet, creating an opportunity for the next fatal blow.

"Have a good fight!" Zhao Dong looked at the opponent in Scarlet's field of vision, and felt that his blood was about to swell!With a smirk, he intercepted the enemy's attack with his left leg. Both sides had excellent leg armor, and the sound of steel colliding broke out in midair.

Although Zhao Dong was using long soldiers at this time, when the opponent was staggered by the shock, he leaned forward without hesitation, and slammed his fragile waist with the spear!
The Swadian heavy infantry suddenly lost his balance and fell to the ground, even the disc in his waist was pulled apart.

The clear and crisp sound of bones breaking made Zhao Dong extremely excited. He stepped heavily on the opponent's leg, and the continuous cracking sound was like music played for the subsequent execution.

Holding the spear in both hands, Zhao Dong pierced the opponent's throat condescendingly. He could clearly see that the opponent's eyes under the helmet were staring at him.

nice eyes!In order to reward him, Zhao Dong pulled out his spear suddenly, blood erupted, most of it was absorbed by the red tassel on the spear, but a small amount of blood splashed on Zhao Dong's face, it was so hot!
Kill this kind of warrior, happy!

Cruel as they are, these Swadian elite are worthy of the name of warriors.

When some heavy infantrymen were stabbed with spears, they had a good stomach and did not penetrate deep into the flesh. If they retreated and knelt down, they might be able to save their lives.But he still went forward desperately, pierced the chest of a spearman with a straight blade knife, and died with a smile on his face.

Some heavy infantry were pierced through their legs and feet, so they threw the mace in their hands and broke the neck of an opponent, then pulled out the dagger at their waist, fell to the ground, and crawled to stab another opponent's thigh—— Although the neck was pierced in the next second.

What's more, when the weapon was swept away, he didn't even pull out the dagger, but directly rushed forward with the spear on his head, overwhelmed a spearman with his heavy armored body, and kept biting the poor spearman's body with his teeth. Throat, until he died, his mouth full of minced meat hadn't been swallowed yet.

Although there were not many of them, they brought heavy damage to Zhao Dong's team-eight people were killed in battle, and five people lost their combat power by smashing their arms with maces. Only after forming an array, all these remnants were wiped out.

As a result, Zhao Dong had no choice but to continue to gather into the formation, and stay close to Tubiton's remaining troops in order to maintain the formation.

The rest of the troops were even more miserable. At least Zhao Dong used firearms and smoke to break through the Swadia army formation, while the other troops faced the complete Swadia army formation...

The whole battlefield turned into a tragic meat grinder, people's feet were soaked in blood, and the wailing of the dying was everywhere. Even if the Rhodoks army had an advantage in numbers, they would have to pay at least three or four lives in exchange for one Si The lives of the Wadia heavy infantry.

But the Rhodoks army is not a soft-footed shrimp. Under the call of the knights and sergeants, they gritted their teeth and survived!
Once there was a gap in the formation, the soldiers inside the circle bravely pushed forward into the meat grinder, and a steady stream of reserve troops kept the formation intact.However, the elite of Swadia died one by one, and the originally terrifying dense array gradually dispersed.

Under the ebb and flow, the Rhodoks gradually reversed their decline, and the exchange ratio became two to one, or even one to one, and the Swadians were almost unable to hold on!
The dawn of victory seems to have arrived.

But this is only the thinking of the soldiers and officers at the grassroots level. The king and the nobles who can see the overall situation have gloomy faces-Swadian knights, prepare to charge!

Perhaps these Swadian heavy infantry are elite, but these civilian-born warriors are nothing more than expensive consumables to Duke Harlanlaus.

His real reliance is the Swadian knight!They could ride horses before they could walk, grasp swords before they could put on clothes, and each had been trained as a squire for at least ten years.

And if the Rhodok Sergeant and the Rhodok Marksman are just troops formed by the second sons of the nobles, then the Swadian knights are all the eldest sons of the nobles on the ground.

Their father does not have to pay other taxes, but only needs to pour all resources on the eldest son in preparation for the king's call.Every Swadian knight has a rich fief to support them!

They don't have to do other things when they are young, they just need to sharpen their combat skills, the combat experience accumulated from generation to generation, and a lot of time to practice, make them extremely terrifying humanoid killing machines.

Horses are selected from their parents—their parents are specially selected from the best war horses. Experienced grooms select foals that surpass their parents. They are fed eggs and refined wheat every day. They never know that other horses eat what hay tastes like.

They can carry hundreds of catties of weight and charge with all their strength, plus the chain armor specially made for them, usually [-] dinars per horse, which is worth six Zhao Dong's heads.

When such a person and such a horse are combined, they will achieve the world's top military power. The entire Swadia is as big as only three hundred Swadia knights.The Duke of Hallerens has fifty, and he can point the nose at the Swadian king and curse from time to time.

This madman... King Graves of Rhodok stood in the king's chariot, and saw fifty Swadian knights with shining lances, and their leader, Duke Harlanlaus, was in the center of the procession.

Does he not think about his territory at all?Take all the elites with you on the expedition, and then attack the army with ten times the number of him. Even if you win, you will lose your fortune!How could there be such a great noble and great lord? !
Graves said that he couldn't understand the brain circuit of this madman at all. He only felt that he was in danger now. If the Rhodoks hadn't surrounded him, there would still be a chance of winning this battle...

He even prepared for the death of the king.

With the sound of horseshoes stepping suddenly, these knights lined up in a wedge-shaped array, stabbing out like a sharp knife!The speed of the horse under the crotch is constantly increasing, but the distance between each knight remains unchanged, as if they are one person.

May God bless Rhodok!

Duke Harlowrence's vision was very vicious. He chose an army formation that had been hit the hardest by the Swadian heavy infantry as an entry point, and led the knights to launch this decisive charge!

The sacrifice of the infantry is nothing more than buying time and opportunity for this deadly sharp blade.

Many Rhodok crossbowmen were fighting with the Swadian heavy infantry with pickaxes. Only some crossbowmen had a chance to block, and the scattered arrow rain seemed to be just rain.

The knights raised their raised plate armor, as if mocking the powerlessness of these crossbow bolts.

Blood spattered on the chests of several knights, and the siege crossbows in the hands of the Rhodoks sharpshooters roared at this moment, as if they were fighting back against the arrogance of the knights and maintaining the morale of the entire Rhodoks army!

However, the speed of these steeds is really too fast, even the Rhodok sharpshooter is unable to shoot the second crossbow bolt in such a short time...

"For Rhodok!" Under the leadership of the leading sergeant, Earl Mateas' subordinates uttered a neat battle cry, and quickly cleared the remaining Swadian heavy infantry.

The spearmen in the first row were half-squatting with their spears among the corpses, breathing rapidly—this might be the last few breaths of air they inhaled in their lives...