Eagle Byzantium

"For St. Paul." Under the golden orange flag of the Guardian Brigade, the drum beats and the flag bearers shouted this sentence in a low voice, which was also the command for the decisive battle.

"For Basilius! For Basilisa!" The spearmen of the five detachments, two in front and three in the back, all raised their deadly huge spears, instantly blocking the rising sun, and the shiny greaves under them moved rapidly, stepping out clouds of smoke on the land under the platform, and the stems and leaves of flowers and plants slid rapidly on both sides of them. The distance between different columns became larger due to the short charge.

"Come on Greeks, go back to the school in the city and put on your robes to read the scriptures!" At the head of General Wallace's battle, all the warriors and rough men from the island highlands burst into drunken howls, and also raised the towering spears and straightened them. Countless spear tips drew arcs of light in the sky, facing the swarming enemy groups.

The distance between the two armies went from six hundred feet to five hundred feet, and then closer.

A group of Celtic warriors with bare heads and fiery red and orange hair, wearing coarse plaid skirts, jumped out of the battle line. They shouted crazily, their faces were covered with terrible indigo, and they held a black box in their hands.

The box contained the heart of the former Scottish king Macbeth.

Seeing this, countless warriors shouted in unison, "Throw it to the enemy of the Lord, and we will take it back!"

Hearing such a shout, the tall warrior holding the box let out a long roar and threw the box containing the king's heart with all his strength. The box flipped in the air (Macbeth's curses seemed to be heard in the sky...), flew far away like a celestial ball, and fell at the feet of the spearmen of the Guardian Brigade at the front.

Several spearmen quickly picked up the box with the tip of their spears, and a cavalryman attached to the brigade rode sideways and took the box away like lightning.

Now it was the turn of General Wallace and his soldiers who were preparing to charge and take back the king's heart to be stunned...

The cavalryman crossed the line of battle formed by countless spears of the two armies, which were constantly approaching each other, and rushed straight to his own right wing - there, about 300 brigade cavalrymen saw this and shouted loudly, and then the box was thrown on the ground, Macbeth's preserved heart rolled out, and several hounds with armored heads rushed out with a roar, tearing the heart into several pieces, but refused to swallow it because they disliked it being expired and not fresh.

Finally, the brigade cavalrymen who dismounted and set up shrimp whiskers to aim, stuffed the heart fragments into the muzzle.

The rapid cannon sound was crisp and bursting, with a little white smoke, and it was shot out from the hands of the brigade cavalry on the flank like a torrential rain, and many shotgun shells accompanied by the sacred heart fragments of the previous Scottish king fell to the side of General Wallace's spear formation. Many highland soldiers howled in the flying dirt and grass stems, holding broken spears, small shields, and bodies torn to pieces, and fell to the ground.

"Long live!" The big spears of the Guardian Brigade also stabbed each other with General Wallace's spear formation. The gap of about fifteen feet wide was filled with hundreds of spears, and the spear shafts and spear tips were stacked up layer by layer, fighting and colliding fiercely, making a sound of landslides. In the smoke, the flags in the two sides' arrays fluttered in the wind. General Wallace's was the St. Andrew's flag with a cross, while General Branas's was the golden cross flag with golden citrus and inlaid blue and white stripes (?).

The most brutal spear wrestling began. Both sides continuously sent out follow-up columns from the flanks, trying to crush and break through the opponent's weak position, but they were soon confronted by their respective reserves. The battle line became wider and wider, and the number of spears and soldiers stabbing and squeezing each other became more and more numerous. General Branas led 300 German guards holding huge swords to the back of the formation, constantly speaking to boost morale.

At the same time, the brigade cavalry on the flank, which was actually a mobile light artillery cluster, fired a second wave of shotgun shells, and the rear corner of General Wallace's spear formation soon "collapsed" again. Many famous warriors were injured and fell to the ground. Their knees, arms and other parts were pierced by many hot lead bullets. They lay on the ground, looking up at the sky, and it was really worse than death.

Anyone with a little common sense knew that if this group of cavalry light artillery on the flank fired several more rounds, General Wallace's entire situation would be in a critical situation.

So the flag bearers of the Scottish rear team turned around after receiving the order, and hurriedly waved the flags, asking for the support of the Earl Duan cavalry in the center, "Drive away these hateful fire hornets."

Amid the sound of the horn, Duan, who was supervising the battle on the hill, saw the flag signal of General Wallace on the right wing, and couldn't help but get angry, "A bunch of guys in skirts who can only brag."

Before he made a decision, he suddenly heard a sharp sound breaking through the sky. He turned his head and saw: Gao Wen's Royal Camp Mountain and the second terrace not far away suddenly spewed out clouds of gunpowder, and many black projectiles fell from different sides of the two terraces, crossing and diagonally into the heads of the soldiers in the center under his command and the crowd.

"The enemy's artillery has been hidden for a long time... Damn... Our scout cavalry didn't notice it at all."

On the two terraces, Gao Wen's side pushed out more and more light and heavy artillery of various colors, and some removed the branches used for covering, and roared in an orderly manner.

The shouts of "Long live!" shook the earth. In the sunlight, the purple double-headed eagle flag and golden icons suddenly rose from the highest rampart of the Imperial Camp Mountain. St. Michael, St. Theodore, St. Dimitri, the Virgin Mary, St. Barbara, St. Nicholas, St. Andrew... It was like a "heavenly court" with many stars descending on the earth. Basilius and Basilisa, wearing crowns, stood on the top of the terrace surrounded by many guards and generals. "Completely defeat the enemy, drive them back to the river, and seize the bridge!" Gawain waved his hand and ordered loudly.

At this moment, in the long grass under the Imperial Camp Terrace, the musket-wielding soldiers, all from the Opskin and Gimges brigades, stood up, their long muskets sprayed rows of dazzling flames, and they fired at the city's left wing and center musketeers at close range: this also fulfilled the city's wishes, because before setting off, their commander required that they fire volleys after getting close to the enemy.

But the city's protruding team lost the initiative and was hit by the ambushed musket array and the Roman artillery regiment. Many musketeers fell to the ground and died in the rain of bullets, and the rest could not maintain the volley array at all, leaving many gaps.

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"Keep loading, keep loading."

"Move forward with your guns, move forward twenty steps with your guns."

The follow-up echelons of the two brigades' shooting corps marched forward, and under the command of the flag officer centurion, they passed through the vanguard formation and continued to roll forward. Most of them carried long guns, with bullets in their cheeks, and the cartridges on their belts and shoulder straps dangling. Some of them pushed two-wheeled carts with flying copper clams and fire barrel arrows on them - in front of them, the enemy's camp had already begun to waver, and it was a good time to defeat the enemy in one fell swoop.