Black Iron Crown

But in the final analysis, Reiner is also a risky method. If the previous tactics are based on the central army against the central army and the flanks against the flanks, it will be a little safer, but the risks and pressure on the flanks are too great.

It is too difficult to defeat the enemy's Chinese army head-on, and the chance of winning is not very high.

After adopting this tactic, it is equivalent to placing each other's flanks in front of the enemy's central army. In this case, Leiner still has at least a 50% chance of winning.

If possible, he really didn't want to take such a risk, but there was no way, his strength was really not dominant.

Earl Lorrance couldn't help being stunned for a moment when he saw Reiner's actions, then quickly guessed what Reiner was thinking, and then smiled disdainfully.

"Lord Earl, the enemy's movements are very strange, do we need to change our tactics?" one of his adjutants asked.

"No need!" Earl Lorrance waved his hand, and said contemptuously: "This Earl Reiner does have some ideas, but in the face of absolute strength, these small tricks are useless!"

"Want to fight with me? Very good!" Earl Lorrance looked at Reiner from a distance, with a mocking arc on the corner of his mouth: "I'll just have fun with you!"

Sir Earl Ryland was in charge of commanding the central army. He rode a horse and marched with the central army, observing the enemy's movements at any time.

There are about 5,000 people on the left wing of the coalition army, about half of them are serf omens, but even so, the number is still here, and it is not very easy to defeat them.

And Leiner's right wing is also gradually moving closer to the coalition forces. Although this army has only more than 2,000 people, which is only one-fifth of the enemy's, they are all regular troops who have been trained, and basically everyone is on their own. Wear a layer of iron armor.

For the coalition forces whose armor rate barely reaches one-tenth, this is a hard bone that does not choose to buckle.

"Hold on! The battle will end soon, Lord Duke, we only need to hold on for a while and we will welcome reinforcements!" These vassals encouraged each other, and they all knew that once this war failed, the challenges they faced It is the fate of dying in a foreign country.

There is no such thing as nobles who don’t kill their lives and only take ransom. When it comes to this level, there is no such thing. Who cares about the ransom for the speed of killing oneself and for getting enough benefits?

During the war of unification of the empire, the lords who resisted everywhere died.

therefore,

Everyone doesn't want to perish here, even if they try their best to wipe out all the soldiers under their command, they must persevere until the Lord Duke leads the army to come to support.

"Archers shoot!" The army marched forward slowly, and Earl Lorrance followed behind the army.

Seeing the enemies getting closer, he put on his helmet, waved his hand and said to the herald beside him.

A minute later, the creaking sound of pulling the bowstring sounded from the central army of the coalition army, and more than a thousand archers neatly drew the bowstring, aiming at the enemy in front of them.

At this time, the four hundred archers on the right wing of Leiner's side were also preparing to shoot.

After a round of shooting, the side with more people lost more.

The reason is simple. The soldiers on Leiner's side have a very high rate of wearing armor. Iron armor cannot be pierced casually by bows and arrows. Even if it can penetrate the chain armor on their bodies, the internal armor can also provide powerful defense capabilities.

It's not like these soldiers in the south, who can only wear leather armor with armed clothing, or a simple layer of armed clothing.

After the first round of shooting, the archers of both sides unanimously set their targets on each other.

In combat, a very important task of archers is to suppress the enemy's arrows. Once one of the archers is eliminated, their infantry will face the danger of being continuously consumed and their formation disrupted.

"Keep going! Destroy them as soon as possible!" Earl Lorrance glanced at the knights he had placed on the flanks. Although their combat power was not comparable to that of the northern knights, they were definitely a force that could not be ignored.

The soldiers of the two sides fought together, and the speed of the coalition soldiers' charging brought them a powerful impact. The weapons in their hands pierced the iron armor of the soldiers on Leiner's side in the first instant.

And the soldiers on the right wing of Leiner also waved their weapons one after another, sending the spears and swords in their hands into the almost undefended chest of the enemy army.

The two sides fought bloodily, blood was all over the ground, and the dry ground became muddy in an instant.

And Earl Ryland's side is also fighting the enemy face to face.

There are more than 300 Winter Crossbowmen and archers in total. Although they are not as proficient as the opponent's, they are superior in that they have a long range and great power. They have already started throwing when the enemy is still unable to shoot.

Their first target was the enemy's archers, who were beaten so hard that they could hardly raise their heads, and the powerful crossbow arrows easily shot through their bodies, taking their lives.

And when Earl Ryland led the army and finally reached the enemy's range, there were not many enemy archers left.

"Archers and crossbowmen throw! The infantry in front advance slowly!" Sir Leyland gave the order. Now he is not on the defensive, and he does not need to hold on steadily. What he has to do is to crush the enemy as soon as possible, and then quickly to support other armies.

Under the cover of the Golden Lion Guards, Sergeant Merland in the front was as strong as a bamboo. Almost no one could stand in front of them. Even if they held a shield, they were riddled with holes under their stabs.

Watching the comrades in front fall down one by one, and hearing the screams and wailing of the people around them, the soldiers behind couldn't help feeling sorry for them.

"This...is this an enemy we can fight against?" A recruit trembling behind, even unable to hold the spear in his hand, looked at the bloody scene in front of him and couldn't help trembling.

The veteran beside him licked his chapped lips due to nervousness, and said, "Get ready, kid, remember what I told you before?"

The recruit nodded and said, "Remember..."

"Very well, remember to follow me later! Your father is my best friend. He died on the battlefield trying to save me a year ago. I will bring you back to the village safely!"

Sergeants Moreland didn't know the hearts of these soldiers. They were like precision machines, and they stabbed forward tirelessly with the 4.5-meter long spears in their hands.

One by one, the enemy soldiers fell to the ground, their internal organs, blood and intestines were all over the floor, exuding bursts of stench, and the bloody smell lingered between the nose and mouth for a long time.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and the army fighting against the enemy's central army was having a hard time. They suffered heavy casualties under the crazy onslaught of the enemy.

That character, in order to complete the task and get rich rewards, has already put life and death aside.

Kill three enemies and survive, and they can take the title of Sao Knight and get the fief.

That is the knight who owns the fief, and the descendants of their family will benefit from it.