Happy people from Blue Star

Chapter 55
Hardy yawned, tired.

Last night, Sophie chatted with him again in the Succubus Space. She tried to use some tone of voice to help her, and she left when the sunrise was about to come.

Fortunately, he has practiced swordsmanship frequently recently, and his physical fitness has improved a lot, otherwise he would have to lie in bed for a long time to get up like before.

But even though he got up, it was inconvenient to do strenuous exercise. He had to sit on the stone platform and flip through magic theory books to maintain his health, so as to maintain a decent appearance.

The soldiers in the barracks were already practicing, even more attentively than before.

Although Hardy's army has not been formally established for less than a year, but because of the free food and lodging, and sufficient training, their combat effectiveness is much stronger than those of the general nobles.

In the words of other nobles, Hardy's soldiers are all elite soldiers, and there is no militia.

Usually, it seems that there is not much difference between militiamen and professional soldiers, but on the battlefield, you can understand that the gap between the two sides is huge, very big.

Generally speaking, militias that integrate farming and warfare have combat effectiveness, but they are aimed at civilians or robbers and robbers. On a real battlefield, three times the number may not be able to fight with professional soldiers, and it is very easy to be defeated and flee, which will affect the soldiers of other troops and cause a chain of defeats.

When Hardy was fascinated by the book, a soldier trotted over beside him, knelt on one knee and said, "Master, there is an army of about 400 people approaching us from the west."

Hardy got up and went to the lookout to look, and he found the army.

The eyesight of the professionals was very good, and Hardy could quickly see that the team consisted of militiamen, mixed with about 100 professional armored soldiers.

Among them were about sixty light cavalry.

"It looks like a lot of people, but the configuration is actually similar to ours." Hardy waved his hand, and said to Rogge who had just trotted over: "According to the original plan, the tactical layout will be carried out, and the enemy will start attacking when it enters the range."

Soon, the soldiers in the barracks filed out and quickly arrived at the designated location.

Occupying a strategic location is good because it not only has an advantage in terrain, but also allows you to wait for work at leisure.

"We have the dominant terrain, and we don't know how the enemy will respond." Hardy looked at the enemy slowly approaching in the distance, and smiled: "Unless there are great magicians who can change the terrain and carry out ultra-long-distance and large-scale attacks, there is no hope for them to win at all."

Before rebirth, Hardy participated in too many guild battles, often hundreds of professionals.

The noise made by the professionals was much louder than that of ordinary soldiers.

What scene has he never seen!
Tactical experience is very rich.

When the opponent's phalanx got closer, Hardy could see the lion emblem on the enemy's flag, but the opponent also stopped, and seemed to have no desire to attack for the time being.

"It seems that he barely understands some tactics." Hardy nodded: "In this case, a strong attack is not acceptable, and another method must be found."

In other words, the Lions still have some talents.

"It's just that if you don't come, I can't go there?" Hardy smiled happily: "Occupying a strategic location is the advantage. You can attack when you advance, and you can defend when you retreat."

He waved his hand and summoned Rogge to come forward. Just as he was about to issue an attack order, he suddenly felt that the ground seemed to be shaking.

And the vibration is gradually getting stronger.

He turned his head to look to the north, and couldn't help but gasp in amazement.

A silver long snake army swept in, raising high yellow smoke and dust.

They are all cavalry, and everyone is wearing white armor and white horse armor.

Countless banners stand everywhere, and the angel's coat of arms flutters in the wind.

Just looking at the posture makes people fascinated.

As they got closer, the sound of hoofbeats like waves became louder and louder.

Even though occupying a high place, Hardy and others still felt that these iron hooves seemed to be stepping on their side.

The mountains are shaking.

Roger swallowed subconsciously, and asked nervously, "Master, this is..."

"Silver Wing Knights." Hardy said with a smile: "The legendary Knights, the strongest combat power of the Saintess faction."

Then Hardy sighed: "There are only [-] riders, after all, they are gone."

According to historical rumors, the number of Silver Wing Knights in the early generation of "Jeanna" was [-].

But even with only six hundred heavy cavalry, the momentum caused by running at the same time is still frightening.

Thinking about the more than 3000 riders in the peak period, it is estimated that the enemy would have to pee their pants when they saw it, and they would melt if they looked at it more.

No wonder the first generation of 'Jeanne' was just a commoner girl, but she was able to sweep the entire Francie.

This is also what Hardy meant by saying that if the Knights don't move again, they will disappear.

If the Saintess faction keeps defending and does not fight back, then in the next few years, as their industries are plundered and their connections are broken up, such a heavy cavalry army will never appear again.

Seeing this heavy cavalry army rushing over, the army of the lion faction below was frightened and ran back frantically.

But except that the scout team had horses and could escape, how could other two-legged people outrun four-legged people?

It was caught up in less than a while.

Hardy looked at it from a high place, watching a group of white armored heavy cavalry, forcibly running over the infantry regiment, as if running over a bug, without slowing down by half.

Then, looking at the heavy cavalry army, they hurried towards the king city.

Leave a long blood trail.

Hardy couldn't help shaking his head: "Cruel, so cruel, I like it so much!"

Roger watched from the side with his mouth parched, not knowing what to say.

Hardy turned his head to look at Rogge's embarrassment, and said with a smile: "Take 100 people down to help collect the corpses. If there are still rescued, help carry them to the city gate. By the way, clean the battlefield and see how much spoils you can get."

Roger nodded, and immediately went to the side to count the staff.

Hardy looked in the direction of the royal city. At this time, the Silver Wing Knights had entered the stage of 'circling the city'. They would run around the outer city wall of Boris to declare their strength and bravery.

Although it was far away, Hardy could imagine how the defenders on the city wall would react when they saw such a terrifying heavy cavalry army.

"It should have been like this a long time ago." Hardy sighed: "Such a powerful military force, even if the expenses are higher, it's not that they can't afford it."

He really didn't understand why the previous generations of Rangna patriarchs let the heavy cavalry corps of this kind of system not be used, but instead tolerated everything.

Questions about the doctrine of the Temple of Light?
Or are there other reasons?

Hardy is not a member of the Saintess faction, so I don't know.

However, the current situation began to develop in the direction he expected.

"On the surface, the Saintess faction rose up, but in the dark, undead players started to make trouble."

Hardy's smile began to develop in the direction of a sunny and cheerful boy again.

All the bloodlines of the royal family should be tense, and the water is starting to become cloudy, ready to start fishing.

(End of this chapter)