Chapter 488： Rebellion 2

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Two "porcupines" approaching each other with their backs facing each other, the spikes on their "buttocks" finally touched each other, and then they thrust towards each other.

The people in the first row were the most unlucky. Those very unfortunate soldiers were stabbed in the chest, throat, or shoulders and legs by the spikes of the spears.

Almost at the same time, some injured people on both sides howled in pain, or fell to the ground without saying a word.

After the casualties occurred, the soldiers in the first two rows immediately subconsciously stopped or retreated, and twisted their bodies left and right as the spear tip on the opposite side swung to avoid being stabbed.

The two phalanxes that were fighting stopped advancing almost immediately, only the soldiers in the front row of each side gestured at the opposite face with their long spears, while avoiding the same dangling spear points of the other side.

The long spears on both sides crackled or blocked each other in the gap in the middle.

The commanders of both sides gave orders again and again, using roars and whips to urge their subordinates to move forward, trying to make them risk their own injury and death by stabbing their spears into the body of the enemy on the opposite side.

But every order can only make one's own team move forward a little, and the soldiers will spontaneously retreat after casualties occur.

Contact, disengagement, contact, disengagement... The two armies kept repeating this process, which made Liszt feel irritated.

At this time, billowing smoke and dust appeared on the road leading to the east. Liszt raised his eyes and suddenly found a cavalryman running fast.

This cavalry was obviously a level higher than the two infantry who were fighting, everyone was wearing armor and carrying a lance.

Someone in Jeb's army spotted the cavalry approaching rapidly from their flanks, and almost instantly, their formation began to be confused.

Some people turned their guns to face the cavalrymen who were rushing, some people stood their spears on the ground, at a loss, and the most unfortunate thing was the first few rows who were stabbing, and many people were stabbed due to distraction.

The cavalry group gradually formed a wedge formation as they approached quickly. When they were about 40 to 50 meters away from the Yebu army, all the horses suddenly accelerated together and slammed into the Yebu army at an extremely fast speed.

When the horse of the leading cavalry was about to collide with the enemy's spear point, it neighed and jumped up its forelegs, and stopped itself at the last moment, but this did not affect the master on its back from stabbing his cavalry accurately and powerfully. Spear, this cavalryman is so well-trained, as if he grew up with his horse and shared the same body,

The Jebu soldier in front of him watched in horror as the lance pierced into his chest, and fell down powerlessly with unwillingness and residual fear.

The cavalryman who succeeded in one blow drew back his weapon, and immediately turned his horse's head and ran away.

The companions who followed were also repeating his movements. In fact, his companions were only a few breaths behind when they fought against the Jebu soldiers, because the final charge was too fast.

Not all the cavalry had the good luck of the leading cavalry, some missed the target, and some failed to find a suitable target, but none of them stopped to fight, and all of them immediately turned their horses to meet the Jebu soldiers disengagement.

The cavalry's first round of impact did not cause many casualties, and those who fell were immediately replaced by those behind, but the phalanx of the Yebu army had begun to loosen as a whole. Those timid soldiers stood obediently in their positions, while some daring or eager for meritorious service ran out of the phalanx holding their weapons when the cavalry began to withdraw. They thought they could use their own hands before the opponent's horse accelerated. The spears in the army achieved results, but their wishes were all in vain, and the commander shouted orders to let these fools return to their positions.

The cavalry who drew a distance from the phalanx adjusted their formation in a short period of time. They repeated the previous fighting method again, and once again blew towards the phalanx of the Jebu army like a gust of wind, but this wind contained a deadly force. The sharp blade, every time it is scraped, can cause casualties to the Jebu soldiers.

The phalanx of the Yebu army began to become looser and looser as the cavalry raided like a storm again and again. The fear brought about by instinct made the soldiers subconsciously want to stay away from densely populated places, because densely populated places tend to become Cavalry's priority harassing target.

In the end, there were only a few rows of soldiers who were fighting against the opponent's pikemen and barely maintained their formation-these rows of soldiers were obviously better protected than other soldiers, and they were also more disciplined.

Liszt, who saw the cavalry fighting for the first time, gritted his teeth tightly. He was terrified in his heart. He put himself in the phalanx of Jebu soldiers and imagined how he would react when facing the enemy cavalry rushing to and fro. .

"Jeb is fucked!"

A mournful, somewhat sobbing sigh sounded beside him.

It was the coachman who said it.

Under his instructions, Liszt looked in the direction he came from, and saw puffs of black smoke rising from the city of Jeb in the distance.

It seems that the battle didn't just happen here, has someone rushed into the city?

"Sir, I'm glad we got out in time."

He didn't know how to comfort the coachman who had lost his hometown.

Lister again turned his attention to the nearby battle, where once again the cavalry of the ecclesiastical army charged.

However, this seemed to be the last impact. The cavalry did not rein in the galloping horses, but let their mounts rush into the crowd of Yebu soldiers, because at this time there was no dense forest of guns in front of them, and the gap was so large that they could Dodging easily, their long spears were thrown on the ground immediately after stabbing an enemy, and then they drew out their one-handed swords and wantonly killed the Jebu soldiers around them.

Together with the rows of well-disciplined soldiers in front, Jebu's army was quickly killed in chaos, and the whole army collapsed.

Many threw down their weapons and ran wildly, trying to escape the battlefield.

But these people are often quickly overtaken by cavalry a sword ended their lives.

The remaining soldiers who were still on the battlefield but had no chance of winning also dropped their weapons one after another, put their hands on the back of their heads, or squatted or knelt on the ground, waiting for the enemy to deal with them.

"Ugh!"

Liszt sighed faintly, and said to the coachman, "Let's hide here for a while, and wait for those people to leave before going out."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a woman's scream behind him.

The two were surprised that it was the driver's wife.

The coachman rushed like crazy to the place where they hid the carriage before. Liszt hesitated for a moment, and then ran over.

A heart-pounding scene appeared in front of his eyes. Three soldiers holding long swords were surrounding the carriage, and the coachman's wife and child were hugging each other on top and crying loudly.

"Masters!"

The coachman fell to his knees with a splash.

With tears streaming down his face, he begged, "We... we are just ordinary people, please let us go, my lords."