My name is Ren

Chapter 55 The battlefield without artistic processing is no different from the slaughterhouse

As soon as the people on Rennes' side left the city, the sentinels sent by Luos issued a warning. The sound of the long horn gave the knights in the camp enough time to arm themselves.

When both parties could see a mole on the other's face with the naked eye, it was already four to five 10 minutes later.

Luosi looked at a group of rabble, even though he was cautious, he couldn't help showing contempt.The group of farmers who were not even as good as apprentices rode all kinds of unarmored war horses, crowded together in a mess.Those untouchables who didn't even have metal armor held weapons in their hands and tied simple wooden boards to their chests like armor, standing in a group without rules.Facing such an enemy, Luos really felt that five hundred knights were not needed at all, and three hundred knights were enough to wipe them out in the wild.

"Baron Ren is a fool. He gave up his greatest advantage and chose the most unsuitable way of war to prove his stupid courage. I respect his courage, but I will laugh at his stupidity.", Luos tight The tense heartstrings were completely relaxed the moment he saw these people.

Before that, he was still thinking about how to use cavalry to attack a military fortress with a limited number of troops, a single type of arms, and a lack of logistical support, but now there is no need to worry about it, the city lord named Renn took the initiative to solve it for him This trouble.

Luosi patted the shoulder of the little knight beside him, "Get ready, I'll see you later, give them a head-on blow, and tell that guy from the imperial capital that this is Bell, and he should learn to respect it."

The little knight nodded, and turned on a strong war horse. The horse moved its hooves back and forth a little anxiously, full of strangeness to its new owner.

More than 400 knights quickly formed a triangular array under the leadership of the little knight. At this time, they all carried their spears. The little knight faced the opponent with more than 2000 people. The densely packed team showed a touch of cruelty. sneer.He wants to avenge his wildebeest, and he wants to wash away the shame shot on him with the blood of the enemy.He grabbed the mask and pulled it down, pinched his legs, and the unfamiliar mount shook when he sat down, before he started to accelerate.

He lowered his figure, and his whole body was almost prostrate on the horse's back. The tip of the spear with a flat end was slightly downward, and his roar resounded over the battlefield, "Pierce through!"

The pressure caused by the rush of more than 400 knights made the mob on the opposite side slightly flustered. Behind the mask, the little knight showed a knowing smile.At this time, he no longer considered using swear words to vent his anger and strength, but chose to smile.Smile with pity on the enemy, this is the demeanor that a winner should have.

Blair swung his long sword twice, and the knights behind him had no experience in large-scale army battles. At this time, his performance should be like a pinnacle of calming the sea, playing a key role.He took a deep breath, pulled the rein and shook it vigorously, the horse came out of the string, followed by the knights behind him.

Looking down at the ground from the sky, a standard arrow collided fiercely with a group of dark clouds, instantly turning people on their backs.The knight's charge is far from as romantic as imagined, seven in and seven out is after all just an artistic exaggeration.Think about it, more than 700 motorcycles with a speed of more than [-] per hour collided on both sides. What kind of scene was that?In any case, there is absolutely no real gouging possible.

The role of courage and morale in war is far higher than the command art of war, especially in the era of cold weapons. 2000 people can hit the top of the wall in a siege, and 300 people survive in the end. Does this have any relationship with the ability of command and commander?It depends on individual and collective bravery and fearlessness.

If Blair hesitated during the rush, even if he veered slightly, the knights behind him would lose their belief in victory, and they would start to return to individual thinking from collective action, and they would avoid the opponent. edge.The knights dodge, and the infantry behind them will naturally lose their courage, and they will also dodge, which causes the penetration.Without Zhao Zilong beheading more than a dozen generals, why would those people let him eat and gallop?
The two groups gathered together, and Blair swung his long spear at the first moment, and the horse under his seat collided with the horse of the little knight fiercely.The two war horses fell to the ground with a scream almost at the same time, and the powerful impact almost instantly destroyed their necks.

Blair did not evade, nor did the knights of Ortrenburg, and the entire war situation suddenly changed unexpectedly.The knights of the Bohr family did not complete the "piercing" commanded by the little knight. They bumped into the iron wall. At the moment when the two sides came into contact, nearly a hundred people from both sides were knocked off their horses by the other side.Some people were in good health and reacted quickly, avoiding the horses that could not dodge behind.Some people were so dizzy that they couldn't even get up, and their heads were crushed by the horse's hoof.

The first time the two parties came into contact, they stuck together.

The cavalry has lost its mobility, so it may not be better than the infantry. The collision between the two sides has changed from cavalry against the mob to infantry against the mob.

There is no chivalry on the battlefield, and all knight instructors will not teach such things with long heads.The ultimate purpose of war is to serve politics, and this process is called killing.For the sake of killing, pure killing, there is no one-on-one.The advantage of the number of people is fully reflected at this moment!

Facing these knights who dismounted on their own initiative, they are often greeted with several weapons. If one long sword is blocked, another long sword will stab at them.The knight's full body armor can protect most parts of their body, but there are always some joints that are not so tightly designed.

From the start, this has not been a war of equals.

Luos underestimated the courage and desire for victory of these peasants and pariahs.

He also ignored the real combat power of his five hundred knights.

They can fight two or three, but it is never a simple arithmetic problem on the battlefield.

Luosi's face became darker and darker, and gradually turned white again.There was hardly a trace of blood in the knuckles of his fingers grasping the hilt of the sword, and the tightly clenched teeth made the gums that hadn't been nursed begin to bleed.

"My lord, do you want them to come back?" Luosi's adjutant asked carefully.

Luosi glared at him viciously, "Is this your first day on the battlefield?" He took a deep breath while speaking, forcing himself to calm down, "Retreating now can only let those untouchables who follow behind kill happily. Kill our warriors, since their end is already doomed, then consume some more of these untouchables. Lord Terman will avenge them, and wait for me to come here next time."

Seeing the less and less resistance and struggle among the group of Wu Ya, Luosi turned the horse's head and whipped hard on the ass of the flatterer.The war horse raised its hooves in pain and galloped wildly.Now, Luosi's only idea is to leave here first, and then bring more people and a more advantageous mixed army to take revenge and wash away his shame.

On the battlefield, all resistance was suppressed, leaving only the little knight alone.He was holding a two-handed broadsword as wide as a door panel in his hand, and his body was trembling constantly.Every time I took a breath, I felt a burning pain in my chest.His breastplate had already been torn three times, and blood overflowed from it, which had already begun to oxidize and turn black.His eyes are like a wounded lone wolf, facing despair.

Around him, the people of Ortrenburg besieged the city. Facing this powerful knight, they had already paid more than a dozen lives.Reality tells them that facing a knight of this strength, they can only hand him over to Blair, unless they are willing to pay more casualties.

Blair was covered in dirt and dust, and he was in a mess. The strength of the little knight really exceeded his calculations.In the battle under the city gate, the two sides did not have an in-depth confrontation, and this was the first real confrontation between them.

"Surrender, and face reality like a true warrior." The firelight on the long sword in Blair's hand became stronger by three points, forming a stark contrast with the dim yellow halo on the two-handed broadsword of the little knight.Blair glanced at the high ground in the distance, and sneered shamelessly: "Even Luos ran away, what are you still obsessed with? You are dead, but it is just a small pension in the eyes of the Ball family. Only living , you can have glory and dreams.”

"Your mouth is as annoying as your sword." The little knight's helmet had already been swept away by Blair's sword. He spat and made a hole on the ground. "The glory of the Boer family is not something I can tarnish. There are only Seiliu people who died in battle, and there are no Seliu people who kneel and steal their lives!"

Blair stopped talking, and slashed out with a sword. The moment the little knight raised his two-handed swords to block, several long swords inserted in from around him along the cracks of his side armor.

The little knight opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood. He mustered all the strength in his body and swung away Blair's long sword. He staggered a few steps, stabilized his figure with difficulty, and thrust his two-handed broadsword into the soil in front of him. inside.He held the hilt of the sword tightly, allowing himself to stand proudly, and his fierce and sharp eyes gradually dimmed.

Blair put away his long sword, and the entire battlefield was silent.

"Clean up the battlefield!"

Only Ortrenburg came to his senses.

we won?

We defeated the knights of House Ball?

The deep-rooted Ball family with great prestige in Bell?
On the fallen corpses one after another, on the ground stained red with blood flowing into rivers, cheers resounded through the sky.

In the distance, Luosi looked gloomy at the smiling female swordsman in the official path, her long sword was covered with a thick layer of hoarfrost.

(End of this chapter)