Chapter 16

"Well, don't sing this sad song again. It's the work of the bards. You're a knight's retinue. What you should consider is how to become a knight and how to live in the war." the song was sung again and again, and the chaluo Knight suddenly interrupted.

"I heard the sound of horses' hoofs and disorderly footsteps." a guard knight and squire suddenly shouted, got up from the ground and rushed to his horse.

"Get on the horse and get ready to fight." the chariot Knight stood up unhurriedly from the ground. After finishing his armor a little, he took the knight's long gun and jumped to his corner horse. "Damn it, I'm afraid we're facing those mobs this time. These footsteps are not owned by the regular army at all. They have much more discipline than the mobs."

When the knight shouted a warning, kukas grabbed his helmet and put it on his head. Then he jumped onto his horse with a battle axe. After putting the battle axe in the most convenient position, he carried the knight's long gun and was ready to fight at any time.

The spring night was still a little cold. Although a thin layer of animal skin was paved in the heavy armor, kukas still felt a trace of cold. If nothing happens, this is the first time he has encountered an enemy who took the initiative to sneak attack in the hanging mob war.

Although they took part in the strangulation of the mob many times, they were carried out under the condition of absolute advantage. Now that the night came, they didn't know how many enemies fell to the ground. Under the inexplicable siege, the fear took the opportunity to haunt his heart.

According to the training, the Knights and squires quickly arranged an array. Under the leadership of the chaluo knights, they arranged not a defensive array, but a triangular attack array. Kukas served as the top of one triangle at the northernmost end, and the fat squire and another fierce squire carried weapons respectively and served as the top of the other two triangles.

"Tell me, which direction has the largest number of enemies?" when the knight saw kukas and they arranged their formation, he asked his guard loudly.

The squire took a semicircular cylinder and kept listening. After hearing the knight's inquiry, he immediately replied: "Sir, the northernmost enemy has the largest number."

"You three go to the northernmost end, and the charge needs you." the cavalry laughed at the speech. Facing the inexplicable enemy, he not only didn't lead the team to defend, but wanted to attack.

The fat squire and another tough squire broke away from their position to the left and right of dakucas. They roared with excitement, ready for the coming battle.

"There are about 300 enemies in the northernmost part, and they are all cavalry." the guard's attendant took the cylinder and listened carefully, and then vaguely reported the number and distance of the enemies: "there is still one kilometer... Nine hundred meters... Eight hundred meters..."

"Knights, charge, let those bastards see your strength." the knight of chaluo didn't wait for the squire to continue to report. He fiercely pulled out his sword and issued a command loudly.

Without any hesitation, kukas immediately urged the war horse to rush to the north, and other knights and squires did not hesitate to rush to the north. According to their experience, as long as the other party's formation is not neat and the speed is different, they still don't pay attention to the more than 300 cavalry. With a charge, they can dig a big hole in each other's team.

The horses neighed and hoofed. Dozens of Knight attendants pulled off their face armor, took the knight's long gun and began to charge. Fortunately, the terrain here is flat, but I have never worried about the negative impact of the terrain on them.

Kukas rushed to the front, half behind the horse, was a ferocious roaring fat squire waving a chain hammer, and the other was a fierce squire with a mace.

The spring breeze blew on kukas's cheek through the small holes in his visor. Drops of sweat came out of his pores, or was absorbed by his shirt, or fell down his cheek into his neck.

A bunch of vague figures appeared in his sight. Kukas couldn't bear the anxiety in his heart. He roared loudly. A meaningless cry reduced his fear, and his rapid breathing gradually calmed down.

"Raise your gun." the knight's voice sounded. Kukas leveled the long gun in his hand. He was used to this starting style. Although this starting style was the most common and the puncture strength was not the best, he was able to leave the long gun without hurting himself or his teammates after puncturing enough people.

The distance between the two sides is getting closer and closer. Although it is night, the vague figure can still be seen clearly. Hundred meters... Tens of meters... Ten meters... Collision.

Without any fancy, the two cavalry teams smashed together. The sound of violent collision echoed in the air. Some cavalry were knocked out by the powerful impact force. Unfortunately, they were trampled into meat sauce by their own horses and fortunately avoided the past.

Kukas's spear was always held flat. The cavalry he hit head-on only wore half body armor, which was made of the most common animal skin. The cavalry also carried a long gun. He didn't know whether he was afraid or excited. The long gun in his hand shook constantly. In kukas's view, the shaking long gun didn't threaten him at all.

The body shook a little, and the enemy's long gun rubbed kukas's rib and pierced it, while kukas's long gun was firmly nailed to the cavalry's chest.

The sharp spear seems to pierce a piece of fresh tofu, which is easy to penetrate. The cavalry opened his mouth and blood flowed out. He reached out feebly and grabbed at kukas. He wanted to catch something. It seemed that he wanted to seize the world and didn't want to leave.

Kukas didn't have time to start the body on the spear, so he continued to charge forward with the spear. After the collision, the spear penetrated a body again, and then he separated from the other party's cavalry, followed by fat squires and other squires.

"Kill them, don't let one go." the voice of the chariot Knight rang from behind. At this time, kukas turned and saw that the other party's cavalry collapsed after their impact. Countless figures ran around several times, trying to escape here under the cover of night.

A flustered cavalry ran to kukas in their direction. Kukas just got rid of the body on the long gun and planned to go up to puncture the other party. After that, the fat squire on one side rushed up with a Gothic chain hammer.

The chain hammer was waved, and the evil wind hit the cavalry hard. The hammer of dozens of pounds hit the man on the shoulder, and just one hit most of his body into meat sauce. The fat squire shouted excitedly. He took the chain hammer and looked for the target like a mad dog, and then went up and waved the chain hammer to beat it.

Kukas didn't have time to hesitate. He hung his spear on the bird ring, pulled out the ox horn, and rushed up to find the target to hunt. The other knights and squires shouted even more. They hunted and killed the escaped enemy according to a certain position.

There was hardly much sound of weapons collision, only the neighing of war horses, the wail of death and the sound of bodies falling to the ground.

In a panic, a mob cavalry turned and fled towards kukas. He shouted meaningless words and waved his sword wildly, trying to cut off all the people who blocked him.

Looking at the cavalry's panic, kukas smiled and grinned grimly. "Crazy! In this case, maybe crazy can make you escape, or it may speed up your death." kukas gently urged the horse to rush towards the mob cavalry.

The Tomahawk crossed an arc, like a crescent moon across the sky, and flew past the mob cavalry's neck.

The blood gushed out like a spring. The mob cavalry lost their weapons and covered the crack in his neck with both hands, trying to block all the sprayed blood. However, no matter how hard he tried, there was no half effect.

The body fell to the ground and was soon trampled on by the cavalry coming up from behind. Kukas didn't take another look. He looked ferocious, waved his axe and chopped again and again. The killing was carried out in this way.

Just as kukas had just split the head of a cavalry, he suddenly heard a sharp whistling sound.

"Bow and arrow!" thought kukas quickly recognized the source of the sound. Through the hole in the visor, he saw a large number of figures gathered in the flat area of the north, some kneeling on the ground and some standing. A sharp sound came from them.

"Charge!" shouted an unknown knight and his retinue.

All the squires consciously gathered around the chariot knight. "Pull out your long sword, wave it, and let the blood smear your honor robe." chaluo knight was covered with blood. He took a knight's long sword and shouted loudly.

Kukas didn't dare to neglect. Like a milkswallow eager to return to its nest, he quickly returned to behind the chariot knight. After gathering more than ten squires, the chariot Knight led the people to rush towards the archers more than 100 meters away.

The arrows hit the armor and made a tinkling sound. Kukas rushed ahead, and a large number of arrows fell on him. However, the jingling impact of these arrows not only did not make him fear that he would be pierced into a hedgehog, but shouted excitedly.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!" the Tomahawk crossed arcs in the air. The strange patterns on the iron gloves and the wonderful patterns on the handle of the axe tightly bite together. No matter how he waved it, the Tomahawk will fly away.

The war horse neighed. The distance of more than 100 meters was too close for the squires. They just suffered two rounds of arrow attack, and the squires rushed into the hands of the pile of bows and arrows.

The huge body of the wildebeest hit the chest of a mob archer who had no time to dodge, and immediately drove him away.