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Chapter 7: Brilliant Song.1(1/2)

With a command, thousands of heavy cavalry rushed towards the French army with a scattered force.

The torrent of steel trampled on the earth, and the knights shouted the name of glory. Under the leadership of Xia, there was no hesitation or confusion in the trembling of heaven and earth. The sharp and straight knight spear let out a moan of longing for blood.

The French army in charge of escorting saw that the Knights of Prun had launched a charge completely regardless of the prisoners' lives and death, and they were so scared that they hurriedly retreated. The French army of this formation also launched a new formation change amid the bursts of rapid and loud horns. No one would have expected that the King of Prun would be so radical, completely disregarding the feelings of his allies, and acted only for his own mood.

Although it was raining, the power of the thousands of cavalry charging head-on was not affected by the weather at all. No, because it was Charia's personal visit to the front, the Pulun Knights were even more excited. In the past, under the leadership of the Moon Knight, they just launched a charge silently and completed the mission silently. They were neither anxious nor unnecessary emotions, and were excited to roar on the back of the galloping horse!

"Our king!! For glory, for the city of Prun!!"

The French army had no longer cared about the life or death of the prisoners, and allowed them to kneel dementia, waiting for the final result of being trampled into meat paste by Knights Prun.

King Plun's decision not only made the English stunned, but even Carol was stunned for a moment.

"That madman! He didn't think the consequences of doing this would be that it would be possible to break with Great Britain?!" Carol cursed angrily. But he knew that this was not the time to curse. He hurriedly took Qiman with him and rushed out of the tent, immediately ordered all the soldiers to form a tight formation, with the long shield hand in front and the sickle hand behind, and the outer soldiers arranged in the middle. Then, he ordered the soldiers from the headquarters of the Three Lion-Seal Leopard Legion to rush to the front line immediately, bypassed the two wings, and formed two-sided attacks on the Knights Prun!

Long Shield Hand, this is an extremely special type of army of the Three Lion-Seal Leopard Legion. But it can also be said to be a relatively useless army.

It is not only because of their low combat capabilities, but because it exists for "defense" from the moment this army was born. The long shield holds a giant shield that exceeds one meter in his hand and has a short sword at his waist. Although their personal power is very low, when combined together, it can be comparable to the thickness of a wall of earth. It is an extremely practical army for siege, but it is extremely unsuitable to conduct long-distance raids in the field. Because of the heavy shield, their marching speed is extremely slow and their close combat capabilities are very poor.

So they were arranged at the forefront and formed a "shield wall" of more than two hundred meters long to prevent the first wave of the Knights of Prun. However, no one would place hope on this shield wall. The power of cavalry charge was not something that humans could stop. In this world, no, it is that if infantry wants to fight the knight's charge on any ancient battlefield, they must rely on the geographical advantage! Or artificial geographical advantage!

On this endless grassland, facing the front charge of thousands of cavalrymen, just listening to the loud moans and loud noises from the earth, you can understand how powerful the charges of the Prun Knights are.

The sickle hand and the peripheral soldiers are actually equivalent to ordinary infantry, but because they are the soldiers of the Three Lion-Seal Leopard Legion, they are somewhat different from ordinary people. The most direct feature is that they are generally strong in combat and fierce in combat. However, because of their excessively aggressive characteristics, they generally have high attack power but low defense. Their combat power is probably equivalent to the hook sickle hand of the Pulun Royal City.

By the way, the three hundred hooks and sickle hands vs thirty general guards, and the guard knights won the game.

During the charge, Xia Ya keenly noticed a trace of cold murderous intent. When she looked up, she found two black troops suddenly appeared on the wings of the French army. They were carrying long swords and had an iron shield wrapped in iron. Coupled with their extremely rapid movement speed, and their psychological quality of not being timid when facing the heavy armored cavalry charge.

Xia Ya grinned, that was the real power of the Three Lion-patterned Leopard Legion...

"Gun!!" With the help of the system (I feel like I haven't written it for a long time...), Xia immediately passed this command to all the knights.

The movements of the Pulun Knights changed, and both Britain and France generally believed that this was their preparation for the final sprint.

"Oh no..." Artoria, who had just started, felt cold when she saw the actions of the Knights of Prun.

Xia Ya, are you really going to kill all my compatriots in front of me?!

"Stop!!! King Pren!!"

Barona ran wildly, like a gust of wind, galloping forward in an extremely fast hope to stop King Prun's crazy behavior.

Mei Lin, who was standing on the wall, saw this scene and laughed instead of anger. A burst of extremely cunning laughter came from his mouth. It seemed as if he was mocking something, and it seemed like he was laughing at something...

"Shield! Shield! Shield!!" The French Army Chief Shield Hand blocked one giant shield in front of him, and then continued to stack the thickness of the shield wall from his companions behind him. In terms of rapid action, the Three Lion-Seal Leopard Legion and any opponents that Xia Ya had encountered were very different. It took less than twelve seconds from launching the charge to the French Army Chief Shield Hand to form a thick shield wall, but in just twelve seconds, a solid shield wall that was hundreds of meters thick was combined.

The sickle hand and the peripheral soldiers were ready behind the shield wall. As long as the Knight Pulun broke through the thick shield wall, he immediately launched a bloody battle.

However, the fact was beyond everyone's expectations. The Pulun Knights, who were originally charging on the trembling earth, suddenly all bypassed the French wings. While avoiding the captives, they also gave up the spears in their hands. On both sides of the war horses under their crotch, there were four shorter and thin spears, with a total length of about one meter. The gun body was made of Pumu and the head was forged with thick iron. While it had lethality, the gun body was also relatively fragile. Once a collision hard object was shot, it was likely to directly break the gun body, and the head of the gun was left on the hard object.

"Jabernail formation!" Xia Ya led five hundred cavalry around the right side of the French army. He bent his waist and swelled up his right veins and held a javelin tightly with his right veins.

Boom!! The javelin is launched!

With an extremely exaggerated sound of breaking through the air, Xia Ya shot the javelin in her hand directly at the French camp.

At the landing point of the javelin, there is a French army with extremely dense formations. Because they are afraid of the charge power of the Prun Iron Cavalry, these soldiers are basically crowded together as much as possible. This can effectively block the charge power of the Prun Knights and increase the survival rate of themselves and their companions. However, at this moment, this perfect formation has fulfilled the Javelin of Charia.

I saw a fast-speed javelin falling down straight above the French army's heads with a spiral airflow!

The javelin attracted almost all the soldiers nearby. As they raised their heads and looked up, the javelin shot by Chara had reached less than one meter above their heads.

"What is this?" said a French army locked by a javelin.

Immediately afterwards, the French army was shot through the head by the javelin! Blood and brain matter were sprayed out from the back of his head. The powerful penetration of the javelin continued to move forward after shooting through the French soldier's head! It was not until the thigh of another French army was shot and barely stuck in his bones.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The soldier who lost his head fell to the ground and died, while the soldier whose thighs were shot with his broken legs were now crying with his legs.

The first thing Carol saw when he arrived nearby was this scene. When he changed his sight again and found that all the Plen Knights were in the same posture as before Charia shot the javelin, he immediately felt something was wrong!

"The long shield hands are scattered! Protect the soldiers in the rear formation, withdraw the shield wall and form the turtle formation!!" Carol shouted loudly with a hoarse voice. If he was right, the attack just now was just the beginning of the bloody prelude. The drama is still the Pulun Knights. With their attacks, their legion is likely to suffer the most heavy losses since its establishment!

When the general issued an order and urged the soldiers to scatter, it was a pity that it was too late at this time. The god of death, who had swung down from the sky, plunged into the shield formation!

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Five hundred Pulun Knights on the right threw the javelin with all their might, and a black light spot in the sky brought the invitation document of Death.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The five hundred Pulun Knights on the left also launched an attack at the same time! The left and right sides formed a pincer attack, launching a devastating blow to the infantrymen in the center!

Puchi, Puchi, the sound of blood and flesh continuously entering the flesh and blood, and pieces of blood suddenly appeared in the enemy's legion.

The nearly 1,000 soldiers were killed and killed by the javelins shot by the Knights of Prun. The enemy screamed and howled. With the round of javelin projections of the Knights of Prun, the casualties of French soldiers were increasing sharply!

All the French soldiers were shocked. They had never encountered such an attack and had no idea what a javelin is. Just like before, they didn't even know the power of the archer army, or in their cognition, they didn't even know the accurate judgment of javelins and arrows. They only knew that what caused all these tragedies were the demon-like Knights of the Prun in their eyes. The "wooden sticks" in their hands were simply the sickle of the god of death! Whoever touched them would definitely be taken away by the god of death!

"Second round! Shoot!!" Shaya pulled out the second javelin on the left side of the horse and threw it hard again!

At this time, the Knights of Prun behind him and the Knights of Prun on the other side also completed this step. With the javelin thrown by the King of Prun, they also threw out the ones in their hands!

A neat sound of tearing the air! Thousands of iron-headed javelins rushed towards the French position with the whistling wind.

"Wow!"

"ah!!"

"My thighs...my thighs...I...puff!"

puff, puff, puff, puff,

With the end of the first and second rounds, more than 400 French soldiers were buried in javelin attacks, and nearly 800 people were injured for various reasons. The Three Lion-Seal Leopard Legion began to be shaken, and the soldiers inside were almost afraid to face the Prun Knights who kept throwing javelins.

The silver-armored bronze helmet galloping in the heavy rain, the steel war horse sitting underneath, was obviously extremely majestic Knights of the Plun, but in the eyes of the French, it was even more terrifying and fearful than the demon.

The maximum number of javelins carried by each Pulun knight is eight, and four are placed on each side. Originally, this attack method was originally an extension of the troops referenced by Charia to arm light cavalry. However, as the light cavalry javelin gradually showed his superior combat performance, he could retreat without a single blow. If the enemy did not chase him, he would immediately turn around and harass him with a javelin, which immediately made Charia fall in love with this combat method.

Under Chara's order, all the Pron knights, whether they are the General Guards or the October Knights, were equipped with this extremely practical and cheap javelin.

So, at this moment, the Knights Prun were enjoying the pleasure of killing and using the "lower third-rate" weapons in their hands that they had always looked down upon, and began to kill and injure the enemy on a large scale!

Each Knight of Prun had eight javelins, and a total of eight thousand javelins were 1,000 knights. When the Knight of Prun fired all these javelins out! The three-lien Leopard Legion suffered at least more than 10,000 casualties! This unprecedented fighting method made Carol frightened, and even Merlin on the city wall almost failed to stand firm and fell head-on.

"put!!"

"put!!"

The continuous attacks made the French army complain, and they were also a little smart enough to run towards the Long Shield Hand! But helpless, sometimes people's wisdom is always so huge. One thought of it, there is a second one, and when there is a third one, there is a third one, then other people can guess what they should do even if they are blind.

For a moment, under the might of the Prun Javelin Formation, thousands of French soldiers rolled and crawled towards the protection area of ​​the Long Shield Hand. At this time, the Long Shield Hand that had barely opened the turtle formation immediately scattered to all the soldiers who came to hide in the array, and immediately protected all their compatriots with a strict protection formation!

"Arrowman!!" At this time, a commander in the French army roared and more than 300 French archers ran out.

They pulled the bow and arrow, reached the bow string, aimed at the Knights of the Prun on both sides and launched a series of shooting!

Whoosh--!

A feather arrow penetrated through the rain and shot straight at the Knight Pren who was running in Mercedes-Benz.

Only a crisp sound of Tong was heard, the stunned French archers looked at the feather arrow that was bounced away by iron armor, and looked at the Knight Prun who was not incredible.

The attacked Knight Pren, with a grim smile, pointed the sixth javelin in his hand at the archers.

"Target! Archer!!"

This roar suddenly chills the hearts of all French archers. They exclaimed and flee in all directions. Being targeted by the monster that cannot be killed or shot and cannot be shot through is definitely not a good thing. Although the officer in charge of the command tried to kill and capture him and wanted to stop the spread of the escape, with the sixth wave of the Prun Knight's javelin sweeping, the already rare three hundred archers were sent to the west.

Blood flowed into rivers, and under the clouds, there were almost countless French troops slumped in the rain.

Prediction is wrong, prediction is wrong! Carol gritted his teeth with this move by Prun's heavy armored cavalry. The two generals behind him were even more stunned. This attack method was a miraculous attack method that the Prun people once again showed in front of them since Prun's Arrow Rain Formation. Although the area is not vast enough compared to the Arrow Rain Formation, the lethality is far above the Arrow Rain Formation! The javelin shot on the back of a fast-moving horse was like a rushing bull, with great power!

"Blow the trumpet! The whole army attacks! If this continues, the other party will only be fooled by the other party as a monkey!" Carol roared!

Angwuwu!!

The trumpet of a hurry and shrill horn sounded, and the French howled wildly, raising their swords and shields to launch a charge against the English garrison!

Compared to those monsters who cannot kill and shoot, the Three Lion Leopard Legion is more keen on slaughtering English soldiers.

"Attack!! Attack!! Rush forward!" Three Lion-patterned Leopard Legion shouted, and more than 30,000 soldiers rushed towards the English garrison with a total of only 9,000!

Compared to the charge of the Knights Prun, the vibration between heaven and earth shook violently as tens of thousands of people stomped on them!

"The whole army charges! The Three Lion Guards follow me, and at the same time, they send the leopard guards to immediately block the Pulun Knights and not let them join forces! Separate them and kill them in each place!"

The commander of the Three Lion-Seal Leopard Legion, Carol Badren, ordered the loudest. Then he flipped over the white war horse led by his servant and rushed to the battlefield with more than a hundred cavalry behind him! His target was the King of Pren, Drake D. Shaya, who was still launching the last round of javelin shooting at this moment!

"King of Pren—!!"

Qiman is in charge of the unified deployment of the military formation, while Salina follows Carol and jointly attacks the King of Prun!

At this moment, Mei Lin, who was on the city wall, whispered a few instructions to the guards beside him.

Then he ordered: "Blow the trumpet! Attack!!"

Suddenly, the British garrison also launched an attack. After shocking the power of the Knights of Prun, they immediately became excited. The powerful knight, the powerful king! Our allies! For the dead souls, the murdered women and children, and for the country!

"Glory Britain!!!" the leader shouted.

"Our empire that never sets!!!"
To be continued...
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