Section 23 Battle of Marenke
Chapter 23: Battle of Mar Enke
When the news of the invasion of the Ruovets reached Han Ruowei, at the same time, the territory invaded by the Ruovets was Maenke, the local lord was leading his soldiers to prepare to face the enemy. The arrogant and proud count did not take the Ruovets seriously. He refused his suggestion to guard the castle and wait for rescue, but led the soldiers to fight against the enemy on the small plains of the territory.
This young lord was the best among several martial arts competitions and was awarded the title of Elite Knight.
"We will defeat the stupid Ruvids here and let them know the power of the Marenkos." The young and energetic lord wore a delicate chain armor, a white tights on the outside, and his family's heraldic oak tree was depicted. He waved the iron gloves with four fingers together to inspire his soldiers.
However, most of these soldiers were farmers who were forced to recruit from their homes without training. They were wearing tattered thick linen clothes, holding pitchforks and wooden sticks, and their hair was chaotic and dull. The combat effectiveness of these people was not only a problem, but also their loyalty was very low.
This Earl Marenko usually participates in various knight competitions except wine and women. Although this is beneficial to improving his reputation, there is a certain degree in everything. In order to purchase expensive armor and horses, the young Earl often increases the taxes on his territory. Sometimes he has to repeatedly charge more than three times a year, causing the farmers in the territory to be fed and hungry.
Now that the Ruvids invaded Marenke, the peasants in the territory not only did not think that was the enemy, but instead hoped in their hearts that the Ruvids could defeat their masters.
Although the main component of the Count Marenko's army was not strong in combat, the Count Marenko's people were good at archery, so Count Marenko mobilized most of the archers from his castle. These archers holding bows cut from their flexible birch branches were placed behind the front.
The first line of defense of the Marenke army was lined up in two lines of defense, the first was the peasant militia as cannon fodder, the second was the medium-sized infantry and two-handed swordsman who followed the Count from the castle to fight. On both sides were some heavy cavalry. The arrangement of this line shows that the Marenke Earl was still a little military-minded. The total number of Marenke army, led by the Count, was waiting for the opponent to appear.
Opposite to the Marenke army, the Ruvids with green pendant flags appeared. They lined up in a line to advance forward. This was the vanguard force led by the leader Sauron, with a total of 300 people. These strong Ruvids were pushing forward with heavy and slow steps. They blocked themselves with round shields, holding battle axes in their hands, most of them wore horn helmets, and their blonde hair was scattered like hell devils, and they looked fierce and evil.
The soldiers of Count Marenko saw the approaching Ruvid people, and in panic, they actually retreated. The Count was furious and stepped forward to hit the soldiers hard with the whip in his hand, and then stopped the wave of the front.
"Send an envoy to persuade these savages to surrender." According to the customs among the nobles, Earl Marenko sent an envoy on a horse to run towards the position of the Oveids with his own flag.
"On behalf of the brave and warlike Earl Marenko, he is the winner of the 13th Knights Competition of Hanruowei, the champion of the 30th Knights Competition of Sisicronia, and was awarded the title of Elite Knight by Duke of Hanruowei." The messenger rode his horse in a stern voice and told the brilliant achievements of his master. Earl Marenko listened to his achievements proudly. After finally, he had finished talking about the glorious past of Count Marenko. When those Ruvids were impatient, the messenger talked about the important matter, "My master, I believe that you have violated his territory and power, and ask you to leave here immediately, if you want."
"Let him get the prostitute's butt." Before the messenger could finish his words, Sauron, who had been impatient with the battle axe, shouted loudly, with his rough scolding, which attracted the laughter of the Ruvids. They laughed at these aristocrats. They knocked on the shield in their hands with the battle axe, and the noise made the messenger unable to speak.
"I will warn you at the end that you will be beaten by my master." When the messenger pointed at Sauron and wanted to warn him something, Sauron's face sank and pulled out the flying axe from his waist and threw it out accurately. The flying axe slashed the messenger's chest and shot him down from his horse. The flag in his hand fell into the soil.
"These damn ungrateful bastards." Seeing his messenger being killed by the Ovids, the count cursed in anger. With a wave of his hand, he ordered the front army to attack, and the messenger behind him sounded the trumpet.
"Oh, it should have been like this, attack." Sauron said excitedly when he saw the light infantrymen of Marenke who were coming like a tide. He waved his hand and led his entire army to assault. The people of Ruvid rarely talked about tactics. The only tactic was to break through the opponent and then kill him without leaving any armor.
The light infantrymen waving the pitchfork sticks in their hands encouraged their morale with their shouts. The roaring shouts of the Ruvid people on the opposite side resounded throughout the battlefield. They rushed towards the Maenke people quickly. After a while, the two sides collided in the middle of the battlefield. The strong Ruvid people easily bumped into the first row of Maenke light infantry, and then raised the battle axe in their hands and slashed hard on the light infantry. The blood, flesh and people's screams immediately sounded on the battlefield. The soldiers of both sides fought against each other on this small plain suitable for cultivation.
"Archer Preparation." Seeing his soldiers at a disadvantage, the count ordered the archers behind him, and a commander commanded the commander.
The archers took out the arrows inserted under their feet, then bent their bows and shot them in front of their people. The arrows drew a beautiful arc and fell into the positions of the Ruvedes. The arrows shot into the bodies of these Ruvedes, making a thumping sound.
"These damn cowards, shield protection." Seeing the Marenko people who released their bows and arrows to themselves, Sauron cursed. The Ruvids trained to raise their shields, and the arrows fell on them, and the people under the shield were safe.
"Heavy infantry advance." Seeing that the bow and arrow seemed to have no effect on these barbarians, the count frowned and ordered. The heavy infantry wearing chain armor and cloth armor holding a man-high two-handed sword, stepped into the battlefield with neat steps. The armor they were wearing made a sound of metal friction, which made the light infantry still on the battlefield breathe a sigh of relief.
"God Odin bless you, you can do a big fight today." Sauron slapped a light infantry's face with an axe. The other party groaned, his teeth and blood splattered all over the ground.
"Ah." The well-trained heavy infantry rushed into the battlefield with their hands holding swords. They wore flat helmets and aimed the top of the sword at the Ruwaids, like beasts with fangs exposed. However, those Ruwaids were not easy to mess with. They used log shields to resist the opponent's attack, and then used heavy battle axes to slash. Some Ruwaids behind them experiencedly threw flying axes when the swordsmen charged. The axes carried the strong wind into the swordsmen's body. Although they were protected by chain armor, the flying axes still split the armor protection, allowing the swordsman who was lying on the ground to roll in pain. At this time, he hoped that he would not have armor protection so that he could die faster.
"Damn it, the cavalry follow me." Seeing his army that was still in hard battle with heavy infantry, the Count couldn't bear it and led the cavalry from the flanks. He wanted to use the charge of the flanks to dismantle the morale of the enemy.
The galloping war horse, with its cavalry, detoured from the flanks to the left and right sides of the Ruvids' defense line. The heavy sound of the horse's hooves attracted Sauron's attention. He was not panicked, and suddenly raised his hand and waved it to himself.
The Count put down the mask of his helmet, held the rifle in his hand, and led his cavalry to charge towards the Ruvid people. Suddenly he heard the sound of horse hooves coming from the other side of his back. He was surprised that he should have sent all the cavalry out. He turned to look to his right and saw a Ruvid tomahawk cavalry rushed out of the forest. These cavalry raised their battle axes high in their hands and charged towards their cavalry team. In an instant, two cavalry teams that charged at high speed collided together, and the horses were neighing. Before the two sides could breathe, they fought together.
At this time, the carriage rifle in the earl's hand had lost its function. The earl had to throw away the carriage rifle and draw out the sword, and slash left and right. The worst thing was that he had lost the opportunity to give the Ruvid people a fatal blow. His soldiers retreated step by step under the slash of the Ruvid people's battle axe. The light infantry had lost their sense of combat. They were mentally broken by blood and the broken bones of their companions. A light infantry whose right hand was cut off sat on the ground and cried with blood on his face. The most important thing about the powerful throwing weapons of the Ruvid people was not lethality, but the morale of the opponent, coupled with the crazy roar of the Ruvid people, it made people even more frightened.
"I don't want to work hard for the noble who made me and my family hungry." A middle-aged young infantry threw away the wooden stick in his hand, then turned around and fled to his home. Soon more people did this according to his appearance. The front of the Maenke people collapsed instantly and lost its numerical advantage. Earl Marenke's army quickly collapsed, and the two-handed swordsmen also dragged their weapons backwards to stay away from the Novedes. The rest was simple. The Novedes easily sent their own light cavalry and followed the collapsed team to kill like sheep. The Count's archers were almost the first to be hit by the axe, and the cavalry's axes were almost stained with the blood of these archers, and in the end the blood made the axe dull.
Chapter completed!