Seeing the situation ahead, I put down my telescope and rushed out in a hurry. Human lives, this is how I felt. After all, it was the first time I saw the side I was standing on being attacked, and I saw so many casualties at such a close distance.
What shocked me the most was that less than 20 meters in front of me, a soldier who was holding the front was shot in the back of the head by a feather arrow from the gate, and blood gushed out like a fountain.
I didn't know what went wrong with me, but I rushed out from behind the anti-arrow shield without taking any precautions, shouting at the soldiers in front of me to put up the bamboo rafts.
"Stop him! Bring him back..." I suddenly came to my senses when I heard Carsent's roar and several long arrows flew past me. Damn it, how could I be such an idiot? It's not me who will die, can't I just let others notify and command? Why should I take the lead
Just as I reacted and prepared to retreat, an arrow had already hit my forehead. My mind went blank in an instant. It was over. I was dead. I had only been in this world for less than a day. Am I finished like this? Oh my God! You son of a bitch...
Just as I was cursing the heavens and preparing to close my eyes and wait for death, a strong white light flashed before me. Incredibly, after the light flashed, the arrow that should have been stuck in my forehead disappeared. How could it be possible? Just as I was petrified again, a figure quickly pulled me back behind the shield.
"Damn it, don't you know your own abilities? Going out like this is tantamount to seeking death. What's the point of asking a messenger to do something? If I hadn't noticed you, you would have died? Damn it, if you were dead, where would I find such a sinister military officer?" When Kevin dragged me back to the arrow board, Carson roared at me, but I didn't hear the last sentence clearly. It sounded more like he was talking to himself.
I didn't have a chance to continue questioning, as the situation on the battlefield changed again. After the half-meter-wide and two-meter-high bamboo rafts were erected, it was difficult for arrows to hurt the soldiers in front. However, our archers behind the shields were still playing a role.
When a division of the Black Wolf Cavalry rushed to 100 meters in front of our position, their four cavalry battalions were forever left at a distance of 400 meters on the charge route. And this was just the beginning of their disaster.
When the first Black Wolf cavalryman's horse's front hoof stepped into a bamboo tube nailed into the ground, the heads of all the people on both sides of the war moved along with this poor guy who was flying in the air with his horse like a cloud. It was not until the moment the horse and the rider landed on the ground that everyone's heads stopped heavily.
Hehe, when a galloping horse's front hoof is suddenly stopped and quickly broken, the inertia generated is so terrible. If there is a chance to win this battle, then there will definitely be extra food for dinner, but I don't know if horse meat tastes good
Under everyone's gaze, the first "flyer" never got up again, and neither did his horse. From the moment he fell to the ground, he could never stand up again. From my telescope, I could see blood flowing from his abdomen, quickly staining the ground around him red. His horse also suffered the same fate. Its neck was its fatal injury. It seemed that this was the best outcome, as it would be less painful for it to break its leg.
Everyone who saw this scene was shocked by what they saw. Carson was shocked by the power of those small bamboo tubes and the possible blow to the enemy's morale, as well as the chill caused by the person who came up with such a "vicious" plan. For Kevin and Axe, this scene cast a huge shadow on their future military careers. What would happen if they encountered such a situation in the future? Although they themselves would definitely not have any problems with their skills as senior knights, what about their subordinates? Sweat drops emerged from their foreheads... Hateful, terrible, hateful Xia people...
The enemy commanders did not think of this. In their eyes, the unlucky cavalryman must have had an accident, perhaps because the horse stepped on a rat hole in the grass or something, causing the horse to stumble. And the fact that he did not stand up was probably because the poor guy was knocked unconscious!
But then, more and more Black Wolf Cavalry suffered the same treatment. From dozens of people flying at the same time, to hundreds and thousands of people making this terrible leap, everyone in the Senke Federation knew something was wrong. Just a dozen or twenty meters forward from a hundred meters away, more than a thousand people fell inexplicably on this wasteland. And this terrible situation continued to occur, and it was getting worse.
Retreat? No, absolutely not. Even if they retreat now, the number of people who can come back alive will definitely not exceed a thousand. Moreover, they are only tens of meters away from the enemy's infantry defense line. If they rush over, it is possible to cause chaos to the enemy. The Kastark Empire's troops here do not have heavy infantry, and they have no good restraint ability against their own cavalry. As long as they can rush in, what awaits them will be a one-sided massacre. Considering this, the Senke Federation did not issue an order to withdraw, but prepared two light cavalry divisions again, ready to attack again after the front army broke into the enemy's formation, taking advantage of the chaos to solve the problem directly at one time.
But will the reality be as wonderful as expected? Generally speaking, plans always run counter to the results. When the remaining 2,000 Black Wolf Cavalrymen broke through the "flying" trap and arrived in front of the infantry defense line of the Kastark Empire, they were greeted by the spear formation of the Scottish warrior William Wallace. Nearly 10,000 bamboo spears more than 8 meters long made countless Black Wolf Cavalrymen of the Senke Federation cruelly stringed into human gourds, and those hollow bamboos became the most terrifying bleeding weapon. Those knights who could not hold the reins were basically pierced and killed directly with their horses. Although those Black Wolf Knights who were farther away successfully held the reins, the result was that they were shot to death by the archers in the defense line at close range. There was no suspense. A whole division of Black Wolf Cavalry, without even posing any threat to the defense line of the Kastark Empire, was wiped out. (To be continued)