The valley soaked by rain welcomed the first batch of humans from the north.
The patter of rain echoed in the valley along with the sound of the collision of armor. It was empty and deserted. This was spring in Bretonnia, when the warm and moist air from the ocean met the cold current from the north, forming a continuous rain.
In the long queue, the fire dragon flag, the fleur-de-lis flag, and the lion flag stood silently in the rain. The knights pursued the undead army, and finally found a large number of undead troops in the valley.
They must catch up with these undead, because among these piles of dead people's bones, there is likely to be the source of the disaster - the Necromancer Heinrich.
"Thank the goddess, we finally caught up with these monsters. Let the knights go up and disperse them first!"
King Charles gave his orders astride a magnificent charger.
Next to him were Prince Victor, Duke Tancred, Duke Bastolne and Duke Casfan, as well as several powerful Holy Grail knights. On the outside, there were the riding attendants of the Duke and his knights.
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"Your Majesty! Is it too hasty to launch a charge now? We haven't investigated the situation here yet."
As soon as the king's order was issued, Grand Duke Tankored raised questions. He has a pair of beautiful blue eyes, and more importantly, these eyes are full of wisdom and calmness. Compared with the enthusiasm of other dukes, Tankored
Red is more calm and cold.
"It is right to be cautious, Duke Tancred." The king raised his head and said, "But sometimes, being overly cautious will make us lose many opportunities!"
After Charles finished speaking, the order had been passed on.
Tancred could only withdraw his advice.
In the valley, the knights stepped on the wet grass and began to charge. Like countless Bretonnian knights charging, the ground began to tremble, and the valley echoed with the sound of thousands of horses galloping. Although it was only a spearhead charge of a thousand knights, but
The momentum can already crush the retreating undead troops.
Talinnam wore a helmet and heavy armor, galloping among the large troops. This was not the first time he had experienced such a charge. The cruel baptism of time had left scars on his face, but they were not ugly, but glorious.
Witness. Clamping the horse, Talinnam followed his lord and charged.
They rushed to the front line, and the rain beat against the armor and flowed down the outer edge of the armor. One hundred meters, fifty meters, twenty meters, ten meters! When the knights clenched their lances and aimed at the undead troops on the ground,
Talinnam knew that their time of death had come.
The next moment, only the sound of iron hoofs crushing the earth and steel crushing bones was heard. Hundreds of skeleton soldiers fell apart under the charge of the Bretonnian knights. Talinam clenched his lance and pierced a skeleton soldier with his spear.
With his back, he lifted the rotting body from the ground, and then threw it to the ground, where it was trampled by the horses following behind.
Lord Bertol stabbed another zombie with his lance, leaving the lance in the zombie's body. Bertolt pulled out his long sword and swung his sword to kill while riding on his horse.
The huge battlefield echoed with the neighing of knights' horses and the sound of iron swords cutting corpses. After a round of charge, about 600 low-level undead infantry were directly trampled into bones by the horses. The remaining undead
The infantry gathered at the summons of the Necromancer and formed a dense human wall, trying to block the charge of the Bretonnian knights.
However, the Cavaliers quickly retreated to the backcourt at the king's call.
"Wedge formation! Assemble!"
A new order was issued. The Bretonnian knights who had been charging in a bloody manner just retreated quickly and regrouped on the slope of the valley. At the same time, a large number of Bretonnian peasant soldiers formed an infantry phalanx and joined the battle.
If the previous knight charge was to hold back the enemy, then the infantry joining the battle this time was to annihilate this undead army.
They wanted to attack from two sides. On the gentle slope, the two knights forces had regrouped and formed a wedge formation with great charging power.
"Archers in formation!"
On the infantry position, Duke Tancred issued an order. They were to use rockets to completely burn these rotting corpses to prevent them from resurrecting. Even a rainy day could not stop the king's determination to completely purify the undead.
The soldiers drew a shallow ravine on the ground, poured kerosene into it, and lit the entire ravine with torches, forming a burning belt of flames. Stars of fire bloomed in the curtain of rain.
"ignition!"
Immediately, Duke Tancred arrived with personal orders.
The archers lit their arrows one after another. Under the gloomy sky, sparks were everywhere. At the same time, the knights on the gentle slope were ready.
The Necromancer opposite was trembling, while a large number of Undead warriors stood expressionlessly. They were waiting for a new round of orders from their master. But no matter what order was given, it was death. Complete death. A pile of skeletons.
The necromancer inside knew that no matter what tactics he used, he would not be able to escape from here alive today.
Soon, a hail of arrows shot across the sky. With flames, it swept across the entire forward position of the undead army. After a round of volleys, scattered undead infantry fell down on the dense front. The skeleton shooters tried to
They fought back, but their bows and arrows were obviously not as powerful as the enemy's firepower.
The second round of rocket attacks came soon. After a moment of whistling arrows, zombies and skeletons fell again... At this time, the Bretonnian infantry group on the opposite side also began to attack.
With neat steps, the Bretonnian infantry group approached the undead army's position step by step. In the sky, rockets were still raining down. The density of zombies and skeletons on the opposite side dropped significantly... Just when the line between the infantry and the undead army was enough
As they approached, Duke Tancred ordered to stop shooting. What he was worried about was not the casualties of the frontline infantry, but the upcoming cavalry charge.
The infantry entered hand-to-hand combat, and at the same time, on the hillsides on both sides, the knights in heavy armor started another round of charge at a rapid pace.
"For the Lady of the Lake!"
The knights shouted slogans, leveled their spears, and dived towards the dense army of undead.
The hillside is not steep, just enough for the horses to move forward.
As the rain hit his face, Talinnam was calm and collected. He had lost the immaturity he once had. He was just one more name away from being able to become a knight. In fact, when fighting, he was no different from a real Bretonnian knight.
However, in this highly hierarchical country, civilians will always be civilians and cannot become knights or nobles...
However, Talinnam didn't care about these. When he came to Bretonnia with Bertol, it was just to learn martial arts. He didn't care about power and status. He was very satisfied with what he has achieved today.
The huge undead beast is roaring, but it cannot stop the enthusiasm and belief of the Bretonnian knights.
Two thousand kingdom knights from Bretonnia rushed towards the no longer dense undead army from both wings. In an instant, pieces of bones and carrion fell one after another. Skeleton warriors and zombies were crushed into pieces and died.