Before the dawn of the day, the sound of the horn had already spread throughout Legrand's position.
The order had already been conveyed in advance last night. After hearing the horn, the soldiers quickly adjusted their armor and regrouped in the cold morning mist. The ground was filled with a faint blue fog, and in the fog, the soldier's armor was shimmering with chills, and the blade of the sword flashed with a cold light.
Near the Kava Forest, the vehicles carrying supplies were connected to form a "car formation", which provided a protection for the longbowmen extending out from the left flank of the King's Central Army.
The officers who commanded the various parts of the army were already in place.
More was in the middle of the battle with the dismounted knights and infantry. He was holding a spear and looking at the sky. He wondered if the nobles of Blaise would really arrive at the battlefield at this time as predicted by the king. He did not know how the king came to this judgment, but too long preparations for a battle could easily tire the soldiers.
Seeing that the thin blue mist on the ground gradually dissipated, Moore began to get nervous as he looked at the soldiers around him who were getting impatient.
Just as he was about to blow the horn again to alert the soldiers, smoke began to rise on the far horizon.
"coming!"
More refreshed and ordered loudly.
"Everyone is ready-"
The sun just showed a line on the mountain, the light swept across the sky, and half of the earth was still dark. At this time, the Holy Army composed of the old nobles of Blaise, as expected by the king, rushed forward.
In the command post, the king listened to the sound of trumpets outside, and he stood up and reached for the helmet that was set aside.
"They are here."
The devil looked out the window, and suddenly showed a murderous smile.
Hearing the words, the king also glanced at the direction of Blasey's army. The Chief of Internal Affairs adjusted the size of the joints of the armor for him.
The devil turned his head to look at him, and for a moment felt that time seemed to be reversed, they were like a thousand years ago. He was familiar with the appearance of his majesty in full armor. As each part of the armor was assembled on the king's body, his majesty was like a luxurious rose quenched by steel. In the end, there was no softness, no temperature, cold and sharpness.
His monarch is a sword capable of severing the world.
"Then let them come."
The king put on his helmet, and he looked up, his voice cold.
Aggressiveness, majesty, sharpness, at this moment all the youth that had not been taken off due to youth disappeared from the king. Standing here is a monarch who is invincible on the battlefield and who dominates tens of thousands of lives.
"Then let us kill them, Your Majesty."
The devil laughed happily.
The king pushed open the door and stepped into the fire.
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The army led by Duke West has approached the Legrand front.
The vast majority of this army led by Duke West consisted of the original Blasey heavy cavalry. For a long time, the Blaises are proud of their knights, they consider themselves to be the most standard knights in the world, and the charge is their role in war.
The difference between Blaise's knights and knights in other countries is that they uniformly use heavy broadswords. When the Blasey knight, armed with a broad sword and a shield, charged forward, he was magnificent. There is no word for "backward" in Knight Blasey's dictionary, and because of this, every charge is overwhelmingly desperate.
West's plan was to preempt the attack on Legrand's position before dawn.
Originally, Duke West did not intend to attack Legrand's position so early. His initial plan was to take a short rest after arriving near Legrand's position before launching an attack.
However, last night, one of Legrand's light cavalry rounded their rear and launched a night attack. The entire back team was in chaos, and the noise affected the front team. Messages between the front and rear teams were not timely, and the front team, who was not attacked, was also in a commotion. In a daze, the army began to move forward.
By the time Duke West finally got in touch with the damned Rudolph, the light cavalry who had attacked them had already retreated.
This night raid has thrown the camp into chaos, and it will take a lot of effort to regroup. After discussion, the commanders generally agreed that since the enemy was afraid of their attack and tried to restrain their progress by attacking them at night, they should simply plan their plans and march overnight. Before Legrand had woken up from his rest and had not had time to arrange the queue, he raided them.
Seeing that it would be more difficult for the control team to stop and re-garrison than to march, Duke West finally agreed to the plan.
"damn it."
However, when the two sides approached and saw Legrand's appearance, Duke West's heart instantly sank to the valley.
What shocked him was not only the fact that the Legrand soldiers had already formed their camps, and they were all chilled, but also on the sloping heights of the opposite camp, a group of knights slowly set foot on the mountain line. They carried scarlet banners in the cold mist of the morning, and in the middle of the knights, surrounded by a young emperor.
Duke West could only vaguely see the surrounded King Legrand, but he felt that the other party was coldly overlooking the entire battlefield.
The plans they thought they made to see through the reality of the enemy were actually all in the other's calculations.
"Lord Duke, what should we do?"
A young man in a priest's robe urged the horse to walk to Duke West and asked.
He was a messenger sent by Siold, a religious figure in the Holy Army. But before that, he knew that his role in this army would not be welcomed, so he had been silent and did not compete with Duke West for command of the army.
This was the first time he asked West about his plans for war.
"attack!"
Duke West gritted his teeth and ordered.
He is his own family who knows his own affairs - the fighting strength of Blaise's cavalry is that they never retreat, they are born to charge, and once they retreat, the order of the entire team will fall into chaos again.
The bronze horn blew, and all the Blaise knights raised their shields in one hand and their broadswords in the other, and shouted in unison. The roars of the Knights of Blaise gathered together, which was their usual method on the battlefield to intimidate their opponents. However, the Legrand camp opposite was silent.
Like a roaring waterfall falling into the abyss without echoing.
In this different signal from the past, the horses of Blaise's knights galloped, and they charged forward with their swords raised.
The priest watched the knights charge and shook his head imperceptibly. He looked up at the young emperor standing on the hill overlooking the battlefield. Duke West couldn't see the face and expression of the monarch clearly, but he could see it clearly-across the distant battlefield, the other party's eyes fell on him precisely, and the ice blue eyes were like the ancient mysterious ice above the snowy mountains. .
Terribly sharp.
The priest stepped back slowly.
In the middle of the army, surrounded by infantry, three carriages were parked silently.
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"Archery! Archery! Let them know that Legrand is not a place for a coward!"
The commander shouted loudly on the ground, his voice almost hoarse.
"This is our turf! Get these Blaises out of here!"
Each longbowman is repeating the same action, drawing arrows, laying lines, and shooting arrows. It was the most arrows fired in a single war in their lifetimes. The sounds of bows and arrows coming together, like a rapid but never brief whirlpool. Arrows densely covered the battlefield, like an overwhelming torrential rain.
With so many enemies that they don't need to aim to hit a man or a warhorse, the square-headed arrows modified by military designers are more lethal than ever.
Duke West saw this scene at the back of the camp and was furious.
The Legrands confronted their knights with spear-wielding infantry. When the cavalry charged forward, the infantrymen stuck their spears on the ground, forming a dense forest of spears. Even more insidious, they dug a long trench and pulled up the tripping rope before the infantry line. When the cavalry Blaise charged, the careless cavalry stumbled over traps and tripping ropes, which in turn blocked some of the cavalry who came later.
And when the cavalry was successfully held back by an army of dismounted vests and spear-wielding infantry, Legrand's flanking longbowmen seized the opportunity to launch a deadly attack.
No wonder Legrand's king gave up and chose to fight with the same charge. When the arrows rained down from the left and right sides, the numerical advantage was quickly wiped out.
Duke West dared to guarantee with his own head that King Legrand must have recruited all of Legrand's most elite longbowmen here for this current round of killing. One after another, the knights of Blasey were in front of Legrand's position. The living and the dead were stacked together. The other party did not step back, and built a battlefield wall with the corpses of himself and the knights of Blasey.
"Kill those damn longbowmen first!"
Duke West roared angrily.
"They arranged our way out!"
Some of the knights turned around and attacked the archers on both flanks with a terrible rain of arrows.
The car formations previously arranged by the king played their role at this time. The carriages were loaded with stones or wood and were extremely heavy. They fell horizontally under the slope where the archers were, and the cavalry launched two charges, but they left more corpses on the slope with nothing to gain.
The blood flowed into rivers, and the entire grass was dyed dark red.
"Back! Back!"
Officer Blasey ordered loudly.
Some of Blasey's knights retreated, and some of the knights who adhered to the principle of "never retreat" continued to charge forward. Those who retreated blocked the retreat of those who advanced. The horses hit by arrows went crazy in the charging camp. Crash. At the same time, most of the infantrymen of Blaisey's army serving as protection on the right flank of the knights were some poor people who wanted to make a fortune. They didn't even have complete armor. They were scattered and fled in this bloody battlefield.
The knight, unable to retreat, could only use his sword to cut a bloody path through the chaotic army.
While the first disbanded Blasey cavalry mingled with the second charging cavalry, the third cavalry arrived.
The third group of cavalry bypassed the chaotic frontal battlefield and wanted to advance from the side to attack Legrand's dismounted soldiers. And just as they slanted to the side, a left-wing army led by the Earl of Puan revolved to the middle battlefield, and it seemed that a closed circle was formed.
"That's really bad."
Looking at the bloody and chaotic battlefield, the priest shook his head helplessly.
He backed away beside the three carriages, and bowed.
"Our fighters are brave but unplanned, and they need help."
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[1] On chivalry in war Here, let me happily nominate the next amazing Frank (hello). Let's take a look at what the Byzantine Emperor Leo VI said of the Franks in "Tactics": "The Franks and the Lombards are daring, although the Lombards are no longer as brave as they used to be, but they still think that even the smallest movement to the rear. , is an act of disgrace, and as long as you line up the truth, the opponent will definitely fight with you. When their knights cannot fight on horseback, they will dismount and fight back to back against the overwhelming number of enemies, and Will not choose to run away...." Medieval armies would really stick to "chivalry" in war, like our magical Franks, who thought it was vile to win by ambushes, night raids, or surprise attacks, and They attacked in the same way as the Goths until the 14th century "... .. from beginning to end the charge dominated, and each charge made the order more chaotic than the previous."