Section 50 Reinforcements and Victory

The drum beat rhythmically, and with the sound of the drum beats accompanied by the afterglow of the sunset, a forest of eight-meter spears slowly moved. The commands from the officers were ringing one after another. Baron Russell and Sir York's men who were in the melee stopped fighting. They looked at the square formation arranged by the spearmen behind them in a daze. They couldn't figure out whose reinforcements were.

"Who is it? It's not my father-in-law's army, and they don't come to rescue so quickly?" Sir York asked in confusion. The soldiers around him also looked around in a daze. They nervously held the weapons in their hands, fearing that they were the reinforcements of the other side. At this time, the two sides of the war were already stalemate, and the joining of reinforcements from either side could cause the balance of victory to fall to them.

"Where are the flags? Where are their flags?" Baron Russell stretched his neck anxiously and carefully identified the other party's flag. No flags were flying in the square formation. This means there were no nobles there. You must know that the flags in this era will always follow the nobles. No civilian dared to use the flag representing the privileged class. Baron Russell breathed a sigh of relief, "Is that just a group of mercenary robbers passing by?"

"Boom~~~." Just as Baron Russell's words fell, the roar of horse hooves sounded from the left side of the spear square. A group of cavalry in fluffy and colorful clothes, they played with each other and appeared in Baron Russell's sight under the leadership of a knight.

"A knight? Why aren't it mercenaries?" Baron Russell was confused. Although the clothes on the cavalry were very similar to the exaggerated and show-off style of the mercenaries, he had never seen so many mercenaries riding horses.

"Baron, look, cavalry again appeared." Baron Russell's subordinate pointed his hand, and the sound of horse hooves also sounded on the right side of the spear square formation. A group of cavalry wearing conventional chain armor and hoodies, carrying round shields, holding spears in their hands and long swords hanging around their waists, appeared neatly in people's sight. This neat and orderly cavalry lineup formed a sharp contrast with the chaotic cavalry wearing colorful clothes opposite the left side of the square formation. They were like a combination of ice and fire.

"Flag, look at the flag appear." The soldiers shouted, and they saw a black eagle flag on white background appearing in the formation of the cavalry on the right. Behind a nobleman in black armor, a servant in breastplate held the flag high.

"Black Eagle Flag?" Baron Russell didn't react for a long time, and Sir York couldn't figure out that the flag was his relative. They all stared blankly at the flag gradually approaching and the troops moving under the flag.

"Sir York, what are you doing? Cheer, that's your reinforcements." Srick shouted loudly in Sir York's ear. Srick raised the sword in his hand high and announced the arrival of reinforcements to Sir York's soldiers.

"But, I don't remember that friend holding such a flag?" Sir York said in a low voice in wonder.

"It's Mark's troops, damn it, I knew they were colluding." Hearing the cheers from Sir York's troops, Baron Russell immediately reacted. It was Mark's troops, and he cursed fiercely.

"Mark advance~~~." The spear phalanx stopped five hundred steps away from Baron Russell's troops. The little drummer beat the rapid drum beat, and the spearmen made neat shouts. The shock caused by this effect of collective training made Baron Russell's soldiers feel scared.

"The enemy is ahead, the forward attack~~~." Schwab rode on the war horse. He looked at the battlefield from under the unveiled helmet mask, and then ordered to the spear square.

"Grass~~~~." The first row of spearmen wearing bright breastplate flattened the spears in their hands. They arranged them tightly in a row, then made a battle cry, and quickly charged together. The overwhelming momentum made Baron Russell's soldiers retreat unconsciously.

"Ah~~~." The dense spear quickly rushed into Baron Russell's queue and poked several soldiers who were trying to stop them. The forwards of Mark's spearmen in the first row were almost elite, and were sharp blades used to hit the morale of the opponent. Not only were they extremely strong and brave, but each of them were wearing breastplate made by Schwab to order the blacksmiths. The bright plate armor protected their bodies, making these soldiers bravely fight without fear of injury.

"Damn it, stop them quickly." Baron Russell ordered his knights. He could see that these soldiers holding eight-meter spear and wearing plate armor could easily defeat their recruited infantry, and only the same elite knights were their opponents.

"Yes, Baron." The knights retreated from the place where they fought with Sir York and turned to the soldiers of Mark. At this time, Baron Russell's situation was very dangerous. They were attacked by Sir York and Mark's legion at the same time. If they could not open a gap, the entire team would face annihilation. The knights instigated their horses to rush towards the spearmen of the Mark's legion. At this time, drum beats sounded again in the Mark's legion. The second wave of center attacks unfolded. The spearmen rushed towards the knights with the spears in Duanping's hand. Although their super spears were very unfavorable to combat in a single battle, when they were arranged together, they showed the terrible combat power of collective cooperation. Baron Russell and Sir York saw the terrible combat power of the Mark's legion at the same time.

"They rushed towards the enemy bravely with a spear of more than eight meters. These Marks rely closely on their companions, and the airtight gun array quickly rushed into the enemy's array. This charge was almost no different from the effect of the knights' flattened carriage. It was impossible to organize any defense and resistance in front of them. Their morale and deep belief in their tactics were also one of the secrets to defeat the enemy. When I first saw the tactics of the Marks, I firmly believed that the original ancient war methods and tactics would be affected. That indomitable spirit made me join the Duke's camp without hesitation." Many years later, people found descriptions of Marks tactics in the family diary of the Earl of York, which provided valuable information for people to study the tactics of that era.

"Ahhh, boys, how can this feast be missing us?" Koro raised his arm and shouted to the Husar cavalrymen in colorful clothes behind him. The Husar cavalrymen hugged the same chant. They rode their horses around the flanks of the spear square, and then swept into Baron Russell's team with seemingly messy arrays. They raised their scimitars in their hands and sowed the seeds of death. These Husar cavalrymen did not pay attention to any tactical battles. All they had to do was to use the scimitars in their hands to chop into the enemy's head from the horse and cut them off during high-speed running

The enemy's throat and colorful clothes dazzled the enemy. Although Husar's cavalry were knocked off their horses and died or were cut off by sharp weapons, as mercenaries who struggled on the brink of death all day long, death was just a relief. This way of fighting that was ready to die quickly defeated the morale of the recruiting infantry who had not received any training. Large groups of recruiting soldiers began to throw down their weapons and flee around. Their hearts were already occupied by fear. After a long time, the escaped recruiting soldiers would make frightened sounds when they saw the colored fabric.

"Damn it, come back, cowards." Baron Russell tried his best to stop his soldiers from escaping, but he was powerless to turn things around. The soldiers had lost the courage to fight. Baron Russell sat in vain on the horse's back and looked helplessly at his uncontrolled subordinates.

"Let the Skeleton Guards attack." Seeing Baron Russell's team with a broken morale, Schwab said to Sir Liugoodie beside him.

"Yes, Count." After the gentleman Liugudi bowed to Schwab, he lowered his helmet and mask, raised the sword in his hand and looked back at his subordinates. The breastplate of these skeleton guards cavalry were painted with white paint, which looked like human ribs from a distance. This was probably Schwab's evil taste. The bodies, shoulders and legs of the skeleton guards cavalry were covered with plate armor and leg armor, and their horses were covered with horse armor like the knights, holding long horse rifles in their hands. The training on weekdays was not as good as the training of the knights.

Yi, except for their bloodline, they received all the training programs of the knights. Of course, in order to ensure combat effectiveness, Liugudi did not work hard. The Skeleton Guard Cavalry quietly slowly activated the war horses under their crotch, and arranged neatly, pressing towards Baron Russell's queue like a steel bunker. Looking at the steel bunker that was constantly advancing, he heard the sound of the heavy horse hooves that kept approaching. Although these cavalry did not shout slogans, the cold sound of the collision between weapons and armor was enough to make Baron Russell's subordinates collapse.

"Mom, I'm going home~~~." The soldiers threw down the weapons in their hands with sweat and ran away without even the courage to take another look. The knights also felt the sweat from their foreheads flowing in their helmets, and the spicy sweat flowed into their eyes. They had already felt the strength of their opponents with instinct. They stared at the skeleton guards cavalry that were pressing over, holding the weapons in their hands and waiting for that deadly moment.

"Bang~~~~~~." He said it quickly. Although he was impressed by the impression that the skeleton guards were running very slowly, they were actually running at high speed. In a moment, the skeleton guards crashed into the formation of the knights' knights of Baron Russell's family, and the arranged cavalry pierced into the horses of the knights. The cavalry pierced the horse armor of the horses. The cavalry jumped up in pain and threw the screaming knight off the horse.

After the first wave of attacks, the Skeleton Guards immediately gave up their rifles and drew their sharp swords to stab the gap in the knights' armor. At this time, Mark's spearmen also joined in and stabbed the horses under the knights with spears to kill the horses under the knights' crotch. The knights carrying heavy armor fell down and were only captured. Although some brave knights drew their swords to fight at the moment of falling, more knights chose to surrender.
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