The Last Frontier of Fire and Sword

It was just getting light, and the people at the Vistula river ferry were fighting together. On the three newly erected pontoons, three people flowed unceasingly.

At this time, Sapega and Yanush were standing on the edge of the pontoon, commanding the army to withdraw to the opposite bank in an orderly manner. At the beginning, the soldiers gathered at the ferry still showed good discipline, but when the Swedes discovered that the Poles were retreating and fired at the ferry with heavy cannons, the order of the Polish army began to mess up. First, some aristocratic groups clamored to cross the river first. Then, Polish soldiers and Lithuanian soldiers fought because of a quarrel. In the end, two of the three pontoons were blocked and difficult to move.

Of course Karl X did not want to be escaped by the Polish army. He spent so much effort and risked so much in order to wipe out the main force of the Polish army in front of him.

Therefore, in addition to letting the heavy cannons fire continuously and trying to blow up the pontoon of the ferry, all the coalition forces also rushed up.

More than 10,000 coalition soldiers formed a huge phalanx on the battlefield, pressing like a wall against the Polish army trapped in the Jedi. The coalition forces are still in the classic formation with the infantry in the center and the cavalry guarding the two wings.

Mikhav Vorodjavsky, Andrzej Kmicic, Jerzy Khaletski, and King Kazimier’s guard captain Barabaka led their teams towards the coalition forces. Desperately charge. They want to buy time to cross the river for their companions behind them.

Mihavu Vorodjavsky had a knife in his hand, and his other injured hand was hanging from his chest. Mihav looked at Andjay on the left, and at Khaletsky on the right. The two nodded at him at the same time.

At this moment, there is no closeness and estrangement, everyone is a comrade-in-arms.

"For the Republic!" Mihavu's saber pointed forward and shouted.

"Hurray! Hurray!"

Everyone shouted. The shocking momentum even surpassed the sound of the Swedes.

Thousands of war horses raised their four hooves at the same time, like a sandstorm on the battlefield.

The shells of the three-pounder and six-pounder continued to fall in the cavalry, but the warriors were still moving forward.

The cavalry on the two wings of the coalition began to move faster. First, the Swedish dragoons jumped off the horse into a musket formation and fired at the Polish cavalry who charged; then, the Swedish lancers prepared to countercharge with their lances.

For a time, feather arrows, bullets, and shells woven into a dense firepower net.

Mihau is at the forefront. His horse was like a white light, and even the artillery shells could not keep up with its speed. The bullet flew by the little knight, but none of them could hurt him.

Two Swedish Lancers rushed towards Mihau with guns, and the Mihau rushed through the middle of the two Swedish Lancers together. I saw Mihav's saber slashing left and right at will, and the Swedish Lancers who staggered past fell off the horse. The little wound on that hand seemed to have no effect on the little knight's sword skills.

Then Mihav rushed into the phalanx formed by the Swedish dragoons. Every time he hits an enemy, he will kill an enemy, and the square is cut by him, and there is a gap. More and more Polish cavalry rushed into the gap, leaving the Swedish dragoons in their armor...

At the ferry, King Kazimierz found Sapega and Yanush under the **** of two winged cavalry. More than two hours have passed, but the soldiers crossing the Vistula River did not even reach one third.

When the leader of Saperga saw King Kazimierz's arrival, he hurried over to greet him. He said to King Kazimierz: "Your Majesty, hurry across the river. We are here!"

King Kazimierz looked at the panicked crowd on the left and right, and pointed at Sapega with his riding whip, "How can I cross the river with peace of mind in this situation? Order must be restored immediately, otherwise no one can leave."

While talking, a cannonball fell on the bank of the ferry, causing a huge splash of water.

The scene is even more chaotic.

Janusz also came to King Kazimierz's side. The water splashed all over him just now, and Janush was soaked all over.

Janusz suggested to King Kazimierz: "Your Majesty, the troops must be separated and cross the river. Polish soldiers walk on the pontoon on the left, Lithuanian soldiers and wounded as well as the luggage team walk on the pontoon on the right, and the noble cavalry walk in the middle. This way. Talent will not become a mess."

King Kazimierz thinks what Janusz said makes sense. He was the first to stand on a high platform on the left pontoon and shouted to the soldiers: "I am your king, Jan Kazimierz. Now I order all Polish soldiers and officers to go here. pontoon."

The commander of Saperga also stood on the pontoon platform on the right and issued an appeal to the Lithuanian soldiers.

Then Janusz stood on the high platform in the middle...

Order was restored before the ferry. The soldiers crowded in front of the ferry began to pass the pontoon in front of the pontoon according to their respective ownership.

The leader of Sapega watched Lieutenant Coppola cross the river, and watched Prince Mihav lying on a stretcher, being carried by two soldiers. The prince's face was rubbed with thick pearl powder, which was scary white.

Sapega only glanced at it and then turned his head~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and stopped looking at Prince Mihavu.

Barabaka led the mountain people close to the Swedish Pikemen's phalanx. Facing the spear like a forest, the mountain people were not afraid. They just clenched the axe in their hands.

"throw!"

Barabaka gave a loud shout when he was ten steps away from the Pikemen's phalanx.

Following the voice, countless hatchets were thrown out. The pikemen’s phalanx felt like an "axe rain."

Due to the short distance and the heavy axe sinking, the Pikemen were hacked to death in an instant, and the phalanx was also smashed into a big gap.

The mountain people let out a roar of war again, and they plunged into the phalanx.

This kind of tactics has never been seen before by the Swedish Pikemen. When the mountain people got close, the pikemen's spears couldn't exert their power at all. Just relying on a few Swedish swordsmen and Scottish swordsmen to resist the mountain people's attack, it was like a rock in the tide, and it was submerged in a short while.

King Carl X stood on the hill. He saw the fighting under the mountain and the scene of crossing the river like an ant line.

"Command! The cavalry don't entangle with the enemy, they have only one goal, and that is the ferry! The ferry!"

"Yes." An adjutant took down the order.

"Order again: General Douglas led the Swedish Swordsman Battalion to block back the group of enemies who had broken the Pikemen's phalanx."

After confirming that King Carl X had no other orders, the adjutant headed down the mountain. He will pass the order to the Count Orval von Goya, Prince Boguslav and General Robert Douglas ahead.

Karl X raised the monoculars, and the scene of the ferry was clearly visible in his eyes. At this time, a ball of water flashed through the lens of the monocular, and the water was full of broken pieces of wood. But the floating bridge in the middle was finally hit by a cannonball.