After the two "Guardians" got into a fight again, Count Slam also pulled out two daggers and began to attack Knight Bayar from a flank.

Before the attack, the count drank several bottles of magic potions and tore out a magic scroll. Although his perception was not strong enough, he could still use the "Advanced Demonized Weapon" scroll to enchant his weapons.

Frenzenberg and Count Slam cooperated quite a lot, and Knight Bayar was quickly controlled within a certain range by them.

After recovering from the shock, Ladislaus came to his senses. It turned out that Count Slam trusted not his own team, but his old partner Frunzberg. He expected that Frunzberg would definitely arrive in time.

He caught up, so he continued shooting.

This series of shooting caused the Swiss left wing, the side close to the ditch, to feel a lot of hesitation. The shooting of this top shooter and the other two skirmishers caused considerable losses to one wing of the enemy's line.

Of course, this price is not small, especially for the Archbishop of Sicily who has no body left.

Earl Slam's overall view and judgment are truly remarkable, and he completed the skirmisher's job perfectly.

However, Ladislaus was still somewhat unhappy. The dead Archbishop of Sicily had made our Ligurian Archbishop a bit of a loser.

Although you always want others to understand that the overall situation is more important, when you are the one being sacrificed, you can't help but feel embarrassed.

The trivial matters of ordinary people are nothing more than this.

However, although the results of Count Slam's shooting were not small, the Swiss phalanx was still close enough to where Ladislaus and the others were fighting.

After giving the last negative energy ray to Knight Bayar, Ladislaus helped old John up. At the same time, he used his voice to guide Sirica, who was still attacking the air, to come closer to him. As soon as Sirica touched him,

Ladislaus's hand put all his body weight on him, and Bayard's kick had already seriously injured him. Just now it was just a last-ditch struggle, but now it is difficult for him to walk.

Knight Bayar was able to deal with Frundsberg and Count Slam with ease, but several skirmisher groups gave up interfering with the Swiss phalanx at this time, and more and more skirmishers began to besiege him as the Swiss watched.

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After eating a few magic missiles and Mayouf acid arrows, Knight Bayar gave up the idea of ​​holding Frundsberg to let the phalanx attack him, and chose to retreat to the protection of the phalanx. This time, the Swiss attacked him one after another.

My heartfelt respect.

At this time, the Swiss had already entered the range of a hundred steps in front of the long wall.

Frunzberg gave the order and all the surviving skirmishers began to retreat.

Count Slam did not care for himself at this time, but promptly carried Sirica on his back and dragged him back to his own front. Old John also needed the help of Ladislaus.

Although Ladislaus was not injured, he was already in poor condition. Supporting Old John, who was even worse on the battlefield, was no simple task. He was completely exhausted when he walked to the long wall.

However, several warriors had already stretched out their hands behind the long wall and picked up Old John. Then they grabbed Ladislaus by the collar and lifted him over.

The acting Archduke Ferdinand handed over the command of the entire army to the old Colonna and the Marquis of Pescara, who had experienced hundreds of battles and had the most experience in commanding the Grand Army. He had already reached the front line of the line and gave Ladislaus a bear.

Hug. "Well done, my brother."

The dizzy Ladislaus did not realize it yet. His fighting made the acting Grand Duke truly regard him as a member of the sorcerer royal family.

Ladislaus just felt that the 'my brother' this time seemed to be slightly different from the past in a subtle way that could not be explained.

Not all retreats were so lucky and efficient. The few wounded who could not move naturally died miserably.

Slaus turned around and saw that one of the skirmishers had a wounded man who was unable to move. The only surviving teammate was desperately trying to drag him back. Although he himself was slightly injured, his legs and feet were still flexible.

The same thing happened to another group, with only the last man who could move dragging a wounded person to retreat.

The wounded in one group looked at the approaching Swiss spear forest and shouted loudly, "You idiot, leave me alone, we are all dead, what will I do, leave me alone!", "Leave me alone, get out of here!"

Ah.","Leave me alone.","Leave me alone.","Leave me alone."

My brother was already hoarse at the last few words.

But his younger brother really couldn't make up his mind to leave his brother behind, so he just dragged his broken leg step by step with difficulty. He didn't look at the approaching Swiss phalanx, but just looked at the people behind the long wall who were cheering him on.

Habsburg soldiers refused to give up.

My younger brother is a mage, but compared to my older brother, this warrior is too weak.

My brother's muscles became a huge burden at this time.

It's a pity that if the injured people were replaced, maybe they could all survive.

Many soldiers of the Habsburg Army were furious, but the commander ordered the flag to stay still. They could not leave the line without authorization. They could only watch helplessly as the two brothers were finally stabbed into meat skewers by countless Swiss halberds.

The old mother in Vienna lost both her sons in an instant.

She once had two sons who loved each other so much and made her proud.

Although the Swiss had forgotten their recent displeasure after seeing the French nobles fighting hard, formation and discipline were the magic weapons that determined the outcome of the battle. They could only watch the French nobles being severely wounded by Habsburg skirmishers.

Knight Ha is such a violent person, and he also knows that he must never give up the pace of the battle for the life and death of a few people.

At this time, Ladislaus was reflecting on the advantages or disadvantages of being a close partner on the battlefield.

The same is true for another group of people. They should be a couple or lovers. The female mage refuses to give up her partner and looks like she is going to die together.

However, Earl Slam, who had returned to the front, refused to help them. After he handed Boss Sirica over the long wall, he immediately turned around and scanned the battlefield, and then shot the man who fell on the ground to death with an arrow.

The arrow that penetrated her head made the female mage finally run back while crying loudly.

As for whether she would be grateful to Earl Slam for saving her life after she calmed down, Ladislaus was skeptical.

Fortunately, she was diagonally opposite Count Slam and did not directly escape into Earl Slam's place. Otherwise, things would be very unpredictable for a woman in this situation.

At least one-third of the Habsburg skirmishers who attacked were killed between the lines.

The losses of the French nobles were even greater. More than half of them died in this dog fight. The red blood on the corpses spread over the blue cloaks, giving the battlefield a terrifying beauty.

The mortality rate in skirmishing was certainly the highest in the entire campaign.

But judging from the sheer numbers, the real bloody massacre has not yet begun.

The blood today has just begun to flow...)..)
Chapter completed!