The Last Frontier of Fire and Sword

Seeing the Hessian cavalry rushing towards the artillery regardless, the Cossacks were anxious. The Cossacks on the right flank rushed down from the hillside. They trailed behind the Hessian cavalry, constantly firing guns and roaring, trying to interfere with the charge of Chechen and the Hessian cavalry. The Cossacks around the artillery gathered around the convertible loaded with artillery. They erected a human wall, erected the Cossack's iconic short spear, and pointed the sharp spear straight ahead.

Two Hessian cavalry following Chechen drove the horse to speed up. They came to Chechen's front and guarded Chechen with their bodies.

A cannon sounded from behind the Cossack's short spear phalanx. It was the Cossack artillery who had reloaded the artillery with grape shells and opened fire.

The sound of gunfire was followed by a burst of crackling gunfire.

The continuous firing shrouded the Cossack's position in a black mist.

At this time, the Cossacks couldn't see even the people around them.

Stanislaw Potocki pushed the car door and got out of the wagon. The old man in the carriage heard the cannons and gunshots just now. He was afraid that Cheechchen would have an accident, so he came out to check.

The armored Cossacks guarding by the carriage hurriedly walked to the old man and erected a barrier with a shield to prevent the old man from being injured by stray bullets.

"Uncle, go back to the carriage, it's dangerous." Henrik Potocki, a member of the mission and the nephew of Stanislaw Potocki, also persuaded him.

But the old man didn't seem to hear it. He got on the carriage and looked in the direction of Chechen and the Hessian Cavalry.

At this time, the wind blew the thick smoke from the burning of the gunpowder forward, engulfing Cheorchen and his Viscount Hessian.

"Chechen, you must have nothing to do. Otherwise, how can I explain to Natalie." Stanislaw Potocki thought anxiously.

At this time, Cheerchen lay down on the ground. His mind was dizzy, his sight and hearing seemed to have been lost.

The shelling and platoon gun knocked down the two Hessian cavalry in front of him to the ground. He felt that he was shot in his body too, the bullet seemed to hit under his right chest, his ribs seemed to be broken, and his horse was killed on the spot.

Although I don't know what happened to the two Hessian cavalry guards in front of him, but even if he was hit, the two must be ill-fortuned.

From the moment he dropped his horse, Cheerchen felt the ground shaking, and that was the rest of the Hessian cavalry still charging. At this time, he is the most dangerous, because his companion's horseshoes are likely to step on him. Fortunately, he was not stepped on by the galloping horse.

Cheerchen turned over on the ground with difficulty. He supported himself with a saber and stood up, then shook his head desperately.

Cheer Chen felt that his hearing had recovered a bit, and he could hear the sound of killing and sword strikes.

Obviously, his subordinates have already fought close to the Cossacks.

He staggered forward, trying to meet the Hessian cavalry or find a horse to ride on. But after not taking a few steps, Cheer Chen was tripped under his feet, he fell to the ground, lying on a **** corpse.

Chechen's body was stained with the opponent's flesh and blood. He was so close to the corpse that he could clearly see the face of the deceased.

It was a Hessian cavalry guarding him in front of him. Chechen still remembers his name is Hans, a blond boy in his twenties. After Silesia received the bonus Chechen rewarded them, Hans was one of the few mercenaries who had no fun. Cheerchen once asked why. The young Hessian, who was a few years older than Cheerchen, told Cheerchen shyly that he wanted to save the money. Because in his hometown, he fell in love with a beautiful girl with blond hair and big braids, and the girl liked him very much, but the girl's parents were very open-minded, and they offered to ask for a huge dowry. In order to save enough money for the bride price, he came out as a mercenary.

At this time, the boy had lost his life forever. The cavalry on his body is in tattered half armor, with countless blood holes in it. Obviously, he covered Chechen, but also withstood most of the grape shells fired by the artillery.

"Hans..." Tears shed tears in Cheechen's eyes.

Another gust of wind blows, and the black smoke that lay across the battlefield is finally blown away.

Stanislaw Potocki finally saw the scene on the battlefield.

Eighteen Hessian cavalry rushed to disperse the thin short spear phalanx of the Cossacks, their sabers and broadswords slashing left and right in the crowd. Since the Cossacks are basically unarmored, each of their hits can cause a Cossack casualty, but the Cossacks’ short spears can hardly stab the cavalry on horseback.

Originally, when the Cossacks used short spears on the grassland against the Polish cavalry, which are famous for Tatar and cavalry, they did not only rely on short spears, because even the phalanx of spears could hardly compete with these excellent cavalry alone. They are more. It relies on the combination of terrain, tanks and short spears and muskets. After using terrain and chariots as a cover to resist the cavalry charge, the enemy cavalry was dragged into hand-to-hand combat. But now, they did not have a favorable terrain chariot to block the cavalry charge, so after the artillery fire could not stop the enemy, the Cossacks collapsed.

The artillery that threatened the mission the most was taken down by the cavalry, and the gunner lay down on the cannon body, his blood-filled hands still convulsing constantly.

Stanislaw Potocki smiled, but the old man's smile instantly solidified.

"That's awful!" The old man slapped his thigh in a hurry, "Get on your horse and save Chechen, hurry!"

It turned out that at this time, although the Hessian cavalry broke the Cossack's short spear phalanx and seized the artillery, they left Cheerchen behind. The Cossack infantry, who had been chasing after the Hessian cavalry before, was about to outflank the right wing, and the closest distance to Chechen was less than 20 meters.

"Yes, obey!" The small-ban warrior among the armored Cossacks hurriedly took 9 armored Cossacks on horseback to rescue Chechen.

"You too, go!" Stanislaw Potocki ordered the Polish dragoons in front of the position.

At this time, Cheer Chen also found out that he was in danger. He staggered back, trying to join the Hessian cavalry. But a Cossack who rushed to the front, holding a wooden stick tied with a cow's scapula in his hand, was already close to Cheorchen at this time. This Cossack raised the scapula above his head, and smashed it towards Chechen.

Cheerchen pulled out the Dutch double-barreled pistol around his waist and fired a shot in the opponent's face.

The bullet hit Cossack's left eye, and his eyeball burst like a crushed cherry. The huge kinetic energy carried the body of the deceased and flew out.

The rest of the Cossacks were suppressed, they stopped and looked at the musket in Cheerchen's hand in horror, not wanting to be the second person to die under the gun.

Cheerchen took this opportunity to continue to run away. Every step he took would affect the broken rib. It felt painful, but he gritted his teeth to endure and ran faster because he happened to look back and see some Cossacks. We are loading the rifle with ammunition, ready to shoot ourselves.

The gunfire sounded. A pile of soil smoke kept rising around Chechen, it was bullets that hit the soil.

"go to hell!"

A Cossack with a two-handed axe rushed to Chechen's back with a vigorous step. He swung the axe behind him vigorously, and then used his waist strength to strike Chechen's head horizontally.

If this trick is hit, Cheerchen must be at a different place in the waist and head. His reaction was also good, Cheer Chen turned around and bent his legs before he could let go. His body sank, and his whole person fell short.

The sharp axe blade slid across the top of the pointed helmet worn on Cheechen's head and fell into a void.

But the fight between the two did not end there. While Cheering was squatting on the ground, he used the swordsmanship he learned from Mihawu to slam his left leg backwards, then leaned forward, and the saber in his hand was sent out. Accurately pierced the opponent's chest.

This Cossack had bare bronze-colored steel chest muscles. The tip of the knife easily pierced his skin, and then Cong passed between his two ribs and pierced his heart.

The Cossack opened his eyes like bells, and he felt his vitality fading, and his hands that could break the horseshoe gradually lost their strength.

Finally, he released his hand, the axe with both hands fell to the ground, and his strong body fell back to the ground.

Although the opponent was resolved, Cheerchen was even more unoptimistic in the face of the situation. Because just in this short time to fight against each other, the other Cossacks are already close at hand. Cheechen shot down one person, but there were no bullets in his barrel. Next, he had to face hundreds of enemies by himself.

The Cossacks expanded a semicircular encirclement. Because of Cheerchen's brave performance just now, the Cossacks were all jealous of him. They were afraid of fighting alone with him and tried to kill Cheerchen with their advantage in numbers.

Cheerchen held the saber across his chest, he watched six directions, listened to all directions, and was ready to attack from all directions at any time.

At this moment, there was a burst of gunfire from the left wing. The Cossacks panicked, and they looked to the left one after another.

It turned out that the dragoons sent by Stanislaw Potocki just arrived at this time. They jumped off their horses and lined up in two rows, then fired a volley of guns at the enemy.

The left flank was suddenly attacked, and enemies appeared behind the Cossacks. The armored Cossacks shot deadly feather arrows toward the back of the enemy, and then raised their lances behind them to charge.

The oncoming Cossacks were instantly washed away. They were either nailed to the ground by lances or knocked to the ground by war horses.

After breaking into the enemy line, the armored Cossack quickly drew out his saber and hawk. They blocked the attack of the Cossack spears from the flanks with shields, and then attacked all the enemies that tried to approach with their melee weapons.

At this time, most of the Cossacks had fallen into the battle with the Polish Cossacks in armor, and some of them rushed towards the Polish Dragoons, and only three Cossacks were still dealing with Chechen. But even so, Cheerchen was still forced to retreat steadily, and danger was everywhere. Because the three Cossacks were very sophisticated, they held the Cossack spear in an inverted triangle and surrounded Cheorchen in the middle. Moreover, the three of them did not attack at the same time. Each attack was carried out by two of them, while the other one guarded with a spear and looked for loopholes and gaps in Cheorchen's defense.

Although it is called a short spear, the length of the weapon in the hands of the three is between 1.2 meters and 1.5 meters, which exceeds the length of the saber used by Cheorchen. And in all the melee cold weapons, the eternal truth is that one inch is long and one inch is strong. Because a longer weapon means that you will attack the opponent earlier, and the opponent cannot attack you as far as you can attack the opponent. Although the Cossack's short spear is not as terribly long as the long spears used by the pikemen in the Spanish phalanx, it is impossible for an enemy who uses the Cossack's short spear to be carefully taught by a master of "the Republic's first sword" like the Mihavu Knight, but With the cooperation of the three short spears alone, Tetsuchen could not get close enough, and when the length of the weapon was at a disadvantage, he took the risk to get close to kill the enemy.

After four or five rounds of fighting, Cheerchen finally showed a slight flaw inadvertently. The Cossack who had been watching from the side pierced Cheerchen's lower abdomen straightly to reveal Kongmen's lower abdomen.

Since this attack was a long-planned attack by the opponent, the Cossacks armed with the short spear almost poured the full strength of the two colors into the Cossack short spear. The good appearance of the black armor alone could not slide off the attack. Chechen was strong. I suffered this on the ground. But fortunately, the breastplate of the black armor is a whole piece of iron plate, and it is also made into a convex shape, which leaves a cavity between the iron plate and the chest and abdomen. When the breastplate is attacked, under external force, the steel plate at the attacked position begins to deform. At this time, part of the force is transmitted to the human body through the force points on the human body's shoulders through the breastplate. After that, the deformation expands, because it is a large piece of overall steel plate, so there will be a lot of room for deformation. At the same time, because there is a cavity between the body and the body, as the breastplate is pressed on the body, the shoulders, waist, abdomen and other parts begin to be stressed. In this way, the deformation of the large plate armor will absorb a lot of energy, and the remaining energy will be shared by multiple parts of the human body, which can minimize the damage caused by the stabbing.

So, a fatal blow to most people ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ to Cheerchen who was wearing plate armor, it just made him back a few steps.

The Cossack still couldn't believe that his fatal blow didn't kill his opponent. He raised his head in surprise and looked at Cheerchen incredulously.

At this moment, the two Hessian cavalry finally saw that their captain was in danger. They turned the horse's head and quickly came back to help. The two straightened the swords in their hands, and relied on the impact of the horses to slash the blades across the bodies of the Cossacks.

"Head, get on the horse!"

A Hessian cavalry jumped off the horse and gave Chechen his mount.

"How is the situation?" Cheerchen asked.

"Commander, we have dispelled the frontal enemy, and the artillery has been captured by us. The enemy fled, and others are chasing them. It is only a matter of time before they can be solved." A Hessian cavalry said optimistically.

"Then...", "Okay" hadn't even exited, Cheer Chen suddenly saw a group of nearly two hundred Cossacks appearing on the originally calm left wing of the position, and at this time, only a mere ten were protecting the members of the mission. Armored Cossacks.