"My King, this rainstorm comes too suddenly. The ground will become muddy and slippery, which is very unfavorable for cavalry charges. Moreover, when fighting in this environment, the line of sight will be blocked by the rain curtain, which is difficult for commanding the entire army.
Very disadvantageous!”
The sudden heavy rain made the dukes and king of Bretonnia anxious. The enemy was close at hand, and they could have launched a decisive battle today. But the heavy rain made the army hesitate to move forward. Duke Tancred urged King Charles to treat it calmly.
Make a decision after rational analysis. However, King Charles, who holds the Holy Sword in his hand, actually already has the answer in his heart. Just now, he prayed to the Goddess of the Lake, and a voice from somewhere has already told the king the answer——
No matter what difficulties lie ahead, the Bretonnian knights will surely rise to the occasion, move forward bravely, and fight the forces of darkness to the end.
Charles didn't know what kind of darkness he was about to face, nor what kind of darkness Bretonnia was about to face. He only knew that as a king and as a Knight of the Holy Grail, he must abide by the will of the Lady of the Lake. And now,
This sound is so obvious. Heinrich must not be allowed to approach the Land of the Undying. There, thousands of corpses of ancient dwarves and elves are buried deep underground. Once the remains of these ancient warriors are resurrected by Heinrich
, he will have extremely powerful power and legions, enough to sweep across the entire Bretonnia...
…
The cold rain slapped on the Bretonnian coalition's position, slapping the heavy armor and spears of the knights, and slapping Talinnam's heart. Never before had he been so absent-minded as at this moment, even though he was beside Bertol
, but his heart is with Innia.
The Knight of Rose is not far away, and her maid is sorting her armor and weapons, making final preparations before the battle. And Talinnam is checking the equipment of his lord Bertol. They will fight side by side.
, but it seems that Tyrell's group of free knights will be the first to rush forward. They stand on the outermost edge, while Lord Bertol and his knights stand relatively inner circle, ranking in the second row.
Talinnam didn't know why the king arranged it like this, but in short, he had no right to doubt, only the obligation to execute.
The heavy rain turned the flat grassland into muddy wet land. After two more days of soaking, it is estimated that it will soon become a swamp. For the Bretonnian infantry, the impact is not great. They originally went into battle lightly, and some
The civilians didn't even have armor, just a small shield and a cheap ax or dagger.
However, the wet mud is a huge challenge for the knights of Bretonnia. Most of them wear heavy armor, and even their mounts wear iron plate armor. If the ground is too slippery, the horses will easily fall, and the heavy horseshoes
It is also easy to get stuck in the quagmire and unable to exert a strong impact. However, all these difficulties cannot stop the king's will and order. Yes, the decisive battle must come, today.
Although the soldiers complained a lot, they still followed the king closely and moved towards the undead army in the rain.
Thousands of Bretonnian infantry formed the first front and advanced steadily, like waves, heading towards the Sea of Bones. Behind these recruited peasant soldiers were the real main fighting force of the Kingdom of Bretonnia. The knights
Following their respective lords, they divided into two groups and advanced on the flanks of the infantry line.
After climbing over one hill after another, Talinnam followed his lord Berto to the designated place. In front of him was a blue sea of the undead. Countless skeleton warriors, ghouls, and zombies stood at the edge of the woods.
It made a disgusting roar. According to the report of the scout cavalry, the undead army sent by Heinrich to stop Bretonnia numbered between 25,000 and 30,000. However, looking at this posture, Talinnam felt that it was more than enough. Because
No one knows whether there are an equal number of undead under that forest?
He turned his head and looked down, and could barely see the figure of the Knight of the Rose. Innia, dressed in silver armor, was buried among hundreds of knights and attendants.
…
Like two fronts, they kept getting closer. At a close enough distance, arrows were thrown out. Immediately, the infantry commander issued an order for the entire attack.
Walking on the muddy ground, countless Bretonnian peasant soldiers held up simple weapons and shields and rushed towards the terrifying sea of the undead.
Under the gloomy sky, there was constant thunder. For a moment, Talinnam suddenly felt grateful that he lived under the protection of Bertol and participated in the battle as a lord's attendant every time. Look at those Bretonnia who participated in the battle on foot.
Civilians, those in the front row rarely make it back alive. However, they have no choice...
The long-range exchange of fire lasted only one round, and the infantry lines of both sides fought hand-to-hand. Blood was spattered below, and flesh was flying. However, the distance was too far, and Talinnam could only see masses of people moving around, and the sounds of killing were heard.
All over the world, but no faces of despair and pain could be seen.
"For the glory of the king!"
Behind him, Grand Duke Tancred shouted an inspiring slogan. In fact, it was also an order for the Bretonnian cavalry to attack.
In the cold rain, the war horses exhaled warm breath, turning into white mist in the air. The soil under their feet was constantly trampled, and the splashed muddy water stuck to the armor, and was washed away by the rain.
Innia...
On horseback, Talinnam silently chanted Innia's name.
As the queue was pulled apart, he gradually couldn't see clearly where Innia was. Together with the white Moorish battle flag, it disappeared in the wind and rain.
The war horse ran faster and faster, which was the prelude to the charge. No charge was accelerated throughout the whole process. The war horse started from the same place, first trotted, then accelerated, and finally, when approaching the enemy's position, it accelerated with all its strength, running as fast as possible.
Rushing towards the enemy with explosive speed. Now, the cavalry team led by Berto is in such a starting and accelerating stage. Talinnam knows that Innia will definitely rush into the enemy's position before him. He can only pray
She is safe. However, the knight who rushed at the front cannot be intact...unless she is possessed by a god, but Moore...Talinam does not believe it...
In his confused thoughts, Lord Bertol gave the order to accelerate the sprint. Talinnam could not see the whole battlefield. He only knew that at this moment, they were attacking on the flanks. On the main battlefield, the Bretonnian infantry were probably bleeding.
It became a river. They had to rush to the battlefield as quickly as possible, rush into the battlefield from the flanks and rear, and support the infantry. Otherwise, the low-level civilian troops who were called upon would not be able to hold on for long.
Under the loud horn, Talinnam lowered his cheeks, and the spear in his hand shivered in the wind and rain. The gasping of the war horse, the trembling of the armor, and the beating of the rain all sounded together, forming the most gloomy war song in this land.