The Lancers have been frustrated all day, especially when they crashed in the afternoon. As the most elite troops under the command of Earl Kobili, when did he do such a coolie job? Moreover, the terrain of the barracks is higher than the outside. When they tug-of-war with the crashed car, they were going downhill. When they pulled hard, the crashed car suddenly flew over. The last thirty or forty Lancers in the team didn't react at all, and the men and horses became flesh and blood. A fuzzy mess. This unexpected loss had spurred the Lancers almost into a frenzy.
Now that the gate of the barracks has been opened, the Lancers who are full of desire to kill have launched a charge. One squadron plus one squadron, more than 600 Lancers, they will rush into the barracks, kill anyone they see, and vent the anger in their hearts Fury, no matter what is in front of them, they can't stop their progress.
After passing the gate of the barracks, the Lancers were all ready to charge, and the five silver-strength Lancers consciously lined up at the forefront. They all knew that the convoy occupying the barracks had dozens of knights who had awakened their grudges like them, and the next step was for the two sides to confront each other.
But after rushing in the barracks for a long time, the front was still empty, there were no knights blocking the front, not even a single figure was seen. There is only a corridor about ten meters wide leading to the depths of the barracks. Why do you feel something is wrong? The speed of the leading Lancers became slower and slower, and finally the charge turned into a jog. They couldn't stop, there were 600 cavalry behind them, and they could only control their speed. The Lancers behind caught up, kept pace with them, and gradually gathered behind them into a thick cavalry group.
It is indeed wrong. In the imagination of the Lancers, after entering the barracks, it should be a familiar scene. There are tents everywhere. They will chase between these tents, hack and kill the enemy, and use blood to cleanse the enemy. Disgrace to the barracks. But the scene in front of me was too unfamiliar. On both sides of the passage was a three-meter-high wall covered with a thin layer of snow. The Lancers could only move forward along the passage.
The sky was dark, and it was snowing heavily, and the vision ahead was not clear.
"Go and see what's going on with these partition walls?" Someone gave an order after a while.
The last few Lancers stabbed the partition walls on both sides of the passage with their spears: "It's a wooden wall, these are wooden walls."
"Strange, where do you get so much wood in the barracks?" Some Lancers wondered.
"Going forward, I can't believe how much wood they have for partitions."
Of course, the Lancers did not expect that Fatty Shi unloaded the carriages of more than 700 four-wheeled carriages and erected them upright. Although there are small gaps that only allow one person to pass through from time to time, it is not possible for cavalry on horseback to pass through.
Several Lancers tried to tear down the wooden wall, but it took a long time before they gave up. If it was a single wooden wall, it might be pushed and shake a few times, but these are the carriages, to be precise, they are like long boxes, and they are very strong when connected. The Lancers pushed for a long time before they realized that the wooden wall didn't shake a few times.
The front seemed to be coming to an end. The front row of Lancers saw a wooden platform in front of the passage, and then there was a big fire, and countless torches lit up on the wooden platform, illuminating the surrounding area with light.
The face of the Lancers in the front row who had seen the scene in front of them lost all blood in an instant and turned pale.
Finally someone shivered and shouted: "Trap, trap, this, this is a trap, hurry up, get out quickly..."
In front of the wooden platform stood a phalanx of black heavy armored soldiers, black shields, and black spears. Everyone knows what it will be like for a leather cavalry who has lost its impact to these thick cans. But the fatal thing is not this, but the twelve large crossbows arranged in upper and lower layers on the wooden platform. Under the light of the torches, the twelve long crossbow arrows pointed at the Lancers were flashing a little star-like cold light...
The Lancers became agitated. Those in front wanted to run, but were blocked by those behind. The Lancers behind wanted to see what was going on in front and kept pushing forward, while the Lancers were followed by more than 2,000 guards. …
Doles was in high spirits at the moment, and it was finally his turn to show off his crossbow. Looking at the chaotic cavalry below, he waved his hand and ordered loudly: "Let go!"
First, the six crossbows on the second floor made an ear-splitting "boom", and the six bolts shot into the crowd of Lancers like lightning, causing a bloody storm, and then the six crossbows on the lower floor also shot out arrows. Then the six crossbows on the upper floor loaded their bolts and continued to fire, and then the six crossbows on the lower floor...
Repeatedly, endlessly...
Twelve crossbows fired a total of 20 rounds, and they couldn't shoot any more. The bow strings of the crossbows were about to be scrapped, and the arrows fired in the last round had lost their strength and accuracy.
Dolles stood on the wooden platform, stunned by the results of the battle caused by the crossbow, speechless...
A strong smell of blood filled the nostrils, and the passage in front of him was filled with corpses of cavalrymen and mounts. Two hundred and forty crossbow arrows wiped out the Lancers clusters that had gathered in the passage. The arrows fired at the beginning were so strong that they could even penetrate five or six Lancers or horses. The remaining dozens of Lancers who survived the disaster stood distraught among the corpses.
"Ouch..." This is someone in the heavy armor phalanx lined up in front of the wooden platform who couldn't stand the tragedy in front of him and was vomiting...
"Heavily armored soldiers move forward!" Bodfinger issued an order. After experiencing the baptism of the battlefield with mountains of corpses and seas of blood, the scene in front of him was just a very ordinary scene.
"Ugh, ugh" More and more people vomited in the armored phalanx.
"Heavy armored soldiers, run forward!" Bodfinger yelled sharply, he suddenly remembered that the heavy armored soldiers under him now were not the troops he had fought in the White Lion Army for a long time, but new recruits who had just made do. No matter how slow they are, more soldiers may lose their combat effectiveness due to vomiting.
The heavy armored soldiers ran forward rumblingly, leaving only dozens of soldiers who were out of breath.
In fact, the heavy armored soldiers were of no use to the Lancers, and the remaining dozens of Lancers had already lost their sense of resistance. After being easily killed by the heavy armored soldiers, Bodfinger himself lost interest. He ordered the remaining forty or fifty Lancers to be disarmed and taken down, and then led the heavy armored soldiers to advance to the place where the shouts of killing erupted in front of the passage.
For the Lancers who were slaughtered by the crossbow, the garrison who followed them were not lucky. First, they were shot by a group of 400 or so crossbowmen, and the longbowmen who could resist were helpless because they couldn't find where the enemy was. The crossbowmen hid behind the partition walls on both sides of the road, dug small shooting holes in the bottom of the carriage, aimed steadily, and shot, and the longbowmen were almost lost.
The remaining garrison had no choice but to rely on the sword and shield soldiers to cover the periphery with shields, but they were still being shot by crossbow arrows...
The ground of the passage was covered with the corpses of the guards. The snowflakes falling from the dark sky fell on the blood flowing on the ground, and soon formed a thin layer of blood ice.
The guards had no way to advance or retreat. The guards who had withdrawn in front said that the Lancers had been wiped out, and crossbow arrows were continuously shot from the partition walls on both sides of the road. Not good, ordered to retreat urgently. It's just that the wooden wall on the left side of the gate of the barracks suddenly collapsed. This is a real single row of wooden partitions, not a combination of carriages. Terman led the knights and rushed out from inside, blocking the retreat to the gate of the barracks. And behind him, hundreds of spearmen came out carrying their horses, and arranged a simple defensive formation around the gate of the barracks, waiting for them.
At this time, Ross had already met the leader of the golden rank, and the two were fighting inseparably. Terman led the knights galloping through the passage, and there was no enemy under his gun.
From time to time, there was a small opening in the wooden partition wall of the passage that could allow a person to pass through, but the guards who entered quickly let out screams, even the illegitimate son of Earl Cobilly, a silver rank, rushed in. They didn't know that there were more than a dozen spearmen and one or two silver-ranked veterans of Dawn Academy guarding behind each opening. How could the guards who entered the opening be pleased
When Bodfinger's phalanx of heavy armored soldiers appeared in the passage, the collapsed defenders finally despaired. Some threw down their weapons and knelt on the ground to die, while others rushed towards the heavy armored soldiers in a desperate struggle. The phalanx was either cut down by a sword or stabbed to death by a spear, or shot to death by crossbow arrows flying from both sides.
Lorist gave an order to Reddy and Pat: "Send the word, those who throw away their weapons and kneel and surrender will live, and those who resist will die."
Soon, the passage was full of guards who dropped their weapons and surrendered, and the battle was over. Ross took a sword on his shoulder and chopped off the head of the illegitimate son of the golden rank, holding the head and laughing happily. But Bodfinger is very depressed, isn't there a gold-ranked one, why is it missing
Bodfinger didn't know that there was another illegitimate son of the golden rank who was squeezed among the Lancers and couldn't advance or retreat. He was shot through the chest and abdomen by a crossbow bolt and died very unjustly.
Three piles of fires ignited on the parapet of the barracks, and soon, shouts of killing and flames erupted in the camp of the sweeping troops. It was Yuri, who was in ambush outside, leading the light cavalry scout team to launch an attack. Soon, Yuri sent someone to report that the enemy's camp had been occupied, and more than 2,000 captives were found lacking in food and clothing. What should we do
How come there are more than two thousand captives? Lorist found a few guards who had surrendered before he found out that the more than 2,000 captives in this camp were all captured by the mopping-up troops after they broke through the cottages in the western mountains, and they were going to take them back to serve as slaves and hard labor.
what to do? Lorist smiled wryly and shook his head, so he had to bring them back first. There was no clothes or food in the camp over there, and maybe more than half of them would starve to death and freeze to death early tomorrow morning. Send Reddy and Pat to find Terman and Fatty Strooper, respectively, and tell them the news. Tell Terman to take the Knights and a squadron of spearmen to the opposite camp to pick them up. Don't forget to collect all the wooden rafts on the road. It's just right for firewood on such a snowy night.
Here, let Fatty Shi set aside an open space in the northwest area of the barracks to set up a tent, set up a bonfire, cook some porridge or something to warm up the captured young men who are about to come over two thousand, and then collect some clothes and blankets for them , It's up to you to stay or stay tomorrow.
The northwest area of the barracks was originally arranged for the more than 400 young men who were rescued in the barracks, the group of people who were coerced from Meister Castle, and the hundreds of refugees who followed the convoy just to beg for a little food to survive. It would be appropriate to arrange the more than 2,000 rescued prisoners in the camp there.
The 2,000 or so young men who were chattering and chattering soon arrived at the gate of the barracks, but after entering the barracks, they slowly fell silent. No one dared to make loud noises, and even dared not breathe, because there was a dark red road of blood under their feet. . Corpses were piled up on both sides of the road. The guards who surrendered were cleaning up, stripping off leather armor and clothes, and then arranging the naked corpses on the side of the road as a corpse wall...
The team of more than 2,000 people walked silently through the blood-stained dark red road, and did not regain some vitality until they were led to the northwest area of the barracks. Lorist was very satisfied with the shocking effect. What he was most worried about was that these rescued young men would not obey the control, making a scene in the barracks, disturbing the peace of the family members of the army.
The snowflakes have been falling non-stop, covering the earth with a new layer of white.
In the barracks, the bonfire was burning brightly. Lorist stood in front of the big tent, looked at the falling snowflakes, and sighed deeply. The night of killing has passed, but I don't know how many times I will encounter such battles on the road ahead...