Planchet did not understand that he might change the outcome of a war.
If he understood this, I'm afraid he would feel extremely honored.
Less than a quarter of an hour after the battle in Slovakia began, many of the lord knights of Viero first felt something was wrong. In fact, it was abnormal not to feel something was wrong - in the reckless area of the knight named Planchet
When he and his attendants fought out of the linden forest and faced an entire group of skeleton mages—of course, he thought they were corpse witches—and charged, the entire battle in Slovakia was destined to slide into something they had not expected.
Direction. Planchet's behavior is like a signal, indicating that young knights, hurry up and fight for your credit. Although no one blows the trumpet, it is like the trumpet has suddenly sounded, and everyone is scrambling.
All the knights ambushing in that area screamed and followed Planchet and launched an attack.
In this way, such behavior spread to the entire left wing of Viero's army in an instant. Before their commanders had time to react, they discovered that the front wing of the army had been completely disconnected. Everyone couldn't help it at that moment.
They were stunned, although in order to put aside armies from other regions competing for credit, they more or less gave hints to their subordinates, indicating that they could launch an attack proactively with acquiescence and did not have to wait for the predetermined time.
But the problem is that it seems to be too early at this time. Viero's top commander was just a little stunned and couldn't help but yell: "Who!" He roared, "Whose subordinate is that!
"Everyone around him was silent at this moment, because Planchet had indeed chosen a good time, so good that even the army of Blood Staff had not actually entered the encirclement of Viero's army.
The sudden attack also shocked the undead.
The dark lords from the Sea of the Dead Moon reacted extremely quickly and stabilized their position almost immediately. In their imagination, humans were well prepared and the skeleton army in the vanguard could not be saved; they simply gave up.
They grabbed the army and shrank back to prevent the ambushing human army from attacking their main force. But then these dark mercenaries who were experienced in fighting were surprised to find that the human knights did not seem to notice them at all, but excitedly moved forward.
Killing them in the direction they were in, their first reaction was of course not to disengage the left wing of a large human army to attack their forward, but to think that this was just a bait. If they dared to step forward to support or let the forward retreat to merge,
Then the main human force hidden in the surrounding hills will appear and give them a heavy blow.
This is a logical idea. After all, no one expects their opponent to suddenly go crazy, although sometimes the truth may be so absurd.
But at this time, the Blood Staff couldn't help but be a little stunned. "The opponent is not the Vanmere Army? But where did so many human armies come from?" Of course, if it only regards the knights it killed as a wing of Viero's army,
If so, then the number of this army is still acceptable in its opinion. But the problem is that the blood staff and its lords have preconceived the idea that what appears is just the vanguard decoy of the human army. This vanguard decoy is more than enough.
Two thousand people, then the human army ambushing here must be more than 20,000 or 30,000? No matter how hard the blood staff racked their brains, they couldn’t figure out where these damn Eruin people mobilized so many people. Of course, if
If it still has brains to wring.
From the perspective of Viero, the hesitation of the undead army had another meaning. The Blood Staff's army currently had approximately thousands of skeleton warriors, which was already one-third of this number of skeleton shooters. In addition,
There is also a large-scale skeleton cavalry. The latter are mercenaries from the Sea of the Dead Moon. These are basically its entire force, plus a hundred fear spirits, as well as some ghosts, zombies or other miscellaneous things.
There are undead, but they are not large-scale.
Now, the vanguard of this undead army is under attack from the Eruin people. The vanguard consists of hundreds of skeleton warriors and dozens of skeleton wizards responsible for casting detection spells, plus a few teams of skeletons.
The cavalry scouts, with only a few men and horses, restrained the entire left wing of Viero's army. This result made almost all Viero commanders feel at a loss. If the undead commanded the army to attack at this time, they would be afraid that Viero's army would be attacked.
Erro's army was about to collapse completely from the left wing in an instant. I don't know how many people were yelling at the recklessness of the knights below. Although they also wanted to leave Brando alone to fight for this glory and credit, they did not expect the following.
The knights were more anxious than them. Before the Blood Staff's army entered the encirclement, those damn guys had already launched a charge in advance.
At this moment, these commanders immediately experienced the helplessness Brando had experienced before.
However, just when they themselves thought that this time they would definitely suffer a disastrous defeat, Madara adopted a very cautious attitude. Those skeletons were obviously shrinking their defenses, as if they were planning to give up their vanguard. Everything in front of them was very important to them.
The commanders of Viero's army were overjoyed. They couldn't help but feel a little suspicious. What were these skeletons doing?
After all, the lords under Grand Duke Viero were not real fools. They quickly guessed what Madala was thinking, but even if they guessed it, no one dared to act rashly. They could only watch the entire left wing attack the opponent.
Striker, I pray that those fools will realize the current situation, take advantage and take it back as soon as possible. Of course, on the one hand, I also pray for Martha's blessing, so that those damn skeletons will never see the flaw. They dare not send more
The men and horses went to help the left wing, not even daring to move. Madara's skeleton thought that they were also sending forwards. Once the other troops were exposed, no matter how stupid the opponent was, they would realize their arrangement.
That's when it's all over.
The supreme commander of Archduke Viero couldn't help but sweating. He never dreamed that the war would reach this point. He could only quickly order the noble private troops ambushing the main formation and the right wing to adjust their directions quickly to prevent
If the left wing is defeated, it can at least be sustained. On the one hand, it is also praying silently, praying that Lantonilan's army can quickly keep up with them and join the battle. Madala has nearly 10,000 troops, and
The combined forces of Viero and Lantonilan totaled fifteen thousand people. If the Lantonilan army could join the battle in time, the situation would never be as dangerous as it is now.
But what made him feel bitter was that it was precisely because of the bitter consequences of abandoning the Llantonilan and Tonigel troops to act privately that they were now in such a dilemma.
At this moment, the commander couldn't help but feel that he had done something wrong for himself.
So at this moment, a strange balance appeared on the battlefield. Both sides of the battle were praying for a miracle to happen. Viero hoped that Madara would not see through the low-level mistakes they made so quickly, while the Blood Staff was eager to find out what happened.
Who is ambushing him, and how many human troops are in front of him? According to the judgment of the dark lords, there is at least an army of more than 20,000 people in front of him. If this judgment is true, the blood stick can only pray for a miracle to happen, he
Only the army can escape from this hill.
At this moment, it actually had a clear understanding in its mind that the army in front of it was probably from Viero or Lantonilan.
But what happened next on the battlefield left everyone stunned.
The charge of the knights was in progress, and there was a light blue wave on the meadow on the hillside. This wave was moving forward inexorably.
The most glorious moment of Planchet's life is probably this moment. He is riding on a horse, holding a shield high and a spear in his hand. Although he staggers along the way and his equestrian skills are almost unsightly, no matter what, it is him.
He was leading the army to attack. Thousands of troops followed behind him. He was like the tip of the sharp spear. At this moment, he finally understood what the knights called glory. This was
Glory, he couldn't help shouting, as if his voice alone could make the 'corpse witches' in front of him surrender.
He felt that he was extremely glorious at this moment, and he must have caught the eyes of those big shots. He was the first knight to attack, and was about to bring a glorious victory to Viero. This time he would definitely become
Of course, Planchet never dreamed that the real important minister next to the Grand Duke Vierro, the supreme commander of Vierro's army, would definitely tear him to pieces if possible.
piece.
However, Planchet had no idea and was still immersed in the romance of knights. He suddenly felt that the first half of his life had been in vain, and that this moment was the life he really wanted.
Just for this moment, he felt it was worth it even if he died immediately.
But maybe Martha secretly sensed his desire, and was willing to give him a push from behind to let him achieve his ultimate goal in life. In short, in the eyes of Master Planchet, those who have low combat effectiveness and are on the chopping block
The corpse witches of fish and flesh should not make any resistance at all. As long as he kills them, these damn skeletons will be wiped out like chickens and dogs. If it is a human army, now
Maybe he was so frightened and panicked that he peed on his bottom.
But unlike Planchet's imagination, those skeletons immediately raised their staffs.
At that moment, he felt that he might have been deceived.
Master Planchet once heard the bards talking about the power of wizards in the bar. Becoming a wizard was another dream of his. Until the last moment of his life, he finally witnessed the splendor of magic with his own eyes.
In fact, it’s not that colorful—
The skeleton mage pointed at him, and Planchet had almost no reaction. Half of his body swelled up and exploded into a ball of blood mist. This death was not a satisfactory ending for the knight, but for the others
For humans, this is just the beginning of terror. This shocking way of death immediately stuns all the attendants who followed Planchet. A living person explodes into a puddle of minced meat in front of you, and flies all over the sky.
The blood mist and fragments of internal organs also splashed all over the people behind. Not to mention these so-called noble soldiers who were temporarily pulled up, even real professional soldiers may not be able to bear the impact.
So naturally, these attendants collapsed immediately.
Their minds were in chaos, and the only thought they could think of was to turn around quickly and run! Then they collided with the knights behind them, and the center of the battlefield suddenly became chaotic, and then the black magic of the skeleton wizard hit the human army one after another.
Explode, most of those knights are only at the level of Planchet. Although they have heard from various channels - the undead are nothing more than that. As long as they overcome their fear, they are not even as good as human soldiers. Think about it.
This seems to be the case. In fact, many people set out on the battlefield with this mentality. But the problem is that they quickly discovered the gap between ideals and reality, and realized that overcoming fear itself does not seem to be easy.
matter.
Even the knights leading the team were scared out of their wits, let alone the attendants behind them. Those who were a little more courageous simply pulled the reins of their horses and passed around Madara's forward side. The luckier ones among these people could still do it.
Survive. The less courageous ones hurriedly turned around. Most of them collided with their own people. You must know that this battlefield has a certain slope. The consequences of such a collision can be imagined. Large areas of knights were thrown forward.
The war horse fell down on the grass, and then the colleagues behind it who were not good at riding trampled on it. It was simply miserable.
Then there were some who were completely stunned and rushed straight into the skeleton army. But the problem was that the number of these people was too small. The few who rushed into the formation were stuck on the densely packed spears to show off to the public.
.
that's all.
However, in just ten minutes, the entire left wing of Viero's army was completely defeated by the undead that numbered less than a quarter of them, or rather they were completely defeated by themselves. Of course, this is not necessarily true.
Because the quality of Viero's noble private army is really so bad. On the one hand, it's because of the mistakes made by their commanders. In order to fear that the knights from all over the country would drag down the Duke's private army, they were all concentrated together.
On the left wing, of course his original intention was that the battle on the left wing seemed easier due to the terrain, but he never dreamed that these damn guys would be so undisciplined and rush out on their own.
He just rushed out, but he collapsed inexplicably.
Of course, this is also because most of the local armies in Viero have never fought against Madara. Just like the defeat of the Vanmeer Army against the undead army in the first Black Rose War. In fact, that is not true
The manifestation of combat power is just caused by human beings' natural fear of the undead.
But no matter what, the current result still sentenced Viero's top commander to death.
No matter how weak their left wing was originally, the destruction of the entire left wing and exposing one side of their army to the attack from the opposite side had already declared the final outcome of this war.
The important minister of the Grand Duke of Viero stood there almost blankly, with cold sweat on his forehead.
At this time, both the Blood Staff and the dark lords under Madara were also stunned. They were praying that they could escape from this ambush one moment, but what happened next moment seemed to be
Like a clumsy comedy show, it was inexplicably staged in front of them. The human army that had taken the lead, came prepared, and was several times larger than their vanguard, was defeated by itself.
Which show is this from?
The dark lords under Blood Staff looked at each other even more. They came from the cruel battlefields on the border of the Sea of Dead Moon. Both sides of the war were veterans who had been on the battlefield for a long time. Very few people would make such a low-level mistake on the battlefield. When they
When I saw this scene, according to my instinctive thinking, the first thing I thought of was not that the humans opposite were making fun of me, but that this was not a terrible trap. Imagine a trap that requires the sacrifice of one or two thousand people. The ultimate goal must be to
Wipe them all out.
If these dark lords could still sweat, they would be dripping with cold sweat just like Viero's supreme commander.
But among all the people, only the Blood Staff reacted first. It had the most contact with these Eruin people and knew some of their personalities very well. It almost immediately realized that there was something wrong with it. Of course, it was always cautious.
He still didn't go up to rescue his vanguard immediately, but waved his cane and passed a command to the back. And at the same moment he gave the command, a dozen fear spirits flew up screaming from the undead army.
, flew towards the Eruin position ahead.
If the top commander of Viero said that he had the last chance before this, but after seeing this terrifying flying undead with wings spread several meters wide, he immediately understood that this time it was really all over, and Madara immediately
They will find out what is going on in front of them. Imagine an army that has lost one wing and cannot recover it in a short period of time, and is exposed to the main force of the opponent's army. What kind of scene would it be like?
What's more, the opponent also has skeleton cavalry, and they don't even have a chance to escape.
If there is any hope in the heart of the commander at this moment, it is that the Llantonilan army that they had abandoned before and the Tonigel army commanded by the earl can appear on the battlefield as soon as possible.
good.
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