Iron Power And Sorcerer

Iron Power And Sorcerer Chapter 158

2021-01-23

Chapter 158 Vehicles
The timing of the Hurd raid was excellent.

At the time of the attack, the convoy was passing through the saddles of two mounds.

To get around the high ground, the long queue twisted into an S shape. The head and tail are lost in each other's field of vision, and they cannot care for each other.

With the sound of horns, a group of Heard cavalry rushed out from the reverse slope of the northern hillside and plunged straight into the waist of the convoy.

The long line, which stretched over a kilometer, made communication difficult, and Winters, who was at the front of the line, couldn't see what was going on behind.

As soon as she noticed something strange, Winters immediately rode up the west side of the hill.

The whole battlefield unfolded before him:

A group of strange cavalry in armour slammed into the middle of the convoy, where the Paratus had been defeated;
The chaos was like a mountain It spread like fire, and some militiamen who still had courage tried to resist, but were taken away by bows and arrows and javelins from behind. Everyone was running away, but the warriors died faster;
The strange cavalry were few in number, but they did not fight, like a seasoned shepherd, driving the vanquished soldiers back and forth.

“Montagne Hundred-Men Commander!” Lieutenant Colonel Jesska rushed to the vanguard of the team, followed by more than 20 Dussacs.

"Sir!" Winters galloped down the hillside: "There is chaos in the middle, and the Hurds are driving over the troops."

The one-eyed lieutenant colonel spat: "Of course! The bastard wants to eat us all."

"They don't have many soldiers, so I'll take them over to rush for a round! Maybe there will be a turnaround!"

"No way! The car is surrounded! Just defend here, and gather the soldiers first."

Winters was anxious: "Half of the car is gunpowder! When they set fire to it, it will be over!"

"Yes Do you want to set fire to it? Do you dare to attack us even with dozens of Hurds?" Jesska sneered: "You only hit people in the waist? !"

Winters figured out the joints and immediately dispatched the carry steering.

Lieutenant Colonel Jesska jumped off the saddle: "The flag!"

The flag soldier presented the battallion flag to the lieutenant colonel. Illustration of the crossed quadrant flag on the carriage.

"Stand here!" The one-eyed lieutenant colonel stood on the carriage and shouted: "Cowardly, kill without mercy."

The lieutenant colonel has already shown his attitude , Winters also took the Hundred Men Squad flag and inserted it into the carrier's sack.

The trumpeter blew the assembly horn, and the nearby militiamen and coachmen rushed towards the flag.

With two officers as the backbone, the militiamen and coachmen know what to do. One after another, the horses of the carts were unfastened and led into the center of the cart.

The cargo was unloaded so that the Musketeers could stand on it.

As Winters shouted, the musketeers scrambled to reload and the lancers began to regroup.

Double-column formation naturally has two barriers on the left and right.

However, the four-wheel carriage is extremely difficult to turn, and cannot be closed in a hurry.

Increasingly, the fleeing coachmen and militiamen were driven to the front, most of them even throwing away their weapons.

The flags fluttering in the car array caught their eyes for the first time.

Behind the ferocious Heard barbarians, the Paratus people of the course entirely to break found that there was still a safe place in front of them, so they rushed to the car array.

"It's safe there!" a coachman shouted as he ran: "Go to the flag."

Lieutenant Colonel Jesska yelled at this. The Palatine at the front vomited blood, and another terrifying slash slashed the screaming coachman's head in half.

The remaining Paratus were stunned by the brutality of the one-eyed lieutenant colonel.

"Those who hit the formation die!" Jieska's saber dripped with blood from the Paratus, and he roared at the routed soldiers: "Bypass the car formation!"

The lieutenant colonel stood in front of the formation like a water divider. The Paratus who fled in a hurry were divided into two groups. They circled from the north and south wings, and then entered the car formation from the west side.

A Heard cavalry slashed and chased, wielding a machete, until it collided with the chariots. He stopped 30 meters away from the array of cars, not knowing what to do.

One of the musketeers on the cart shook his right hand and the launch rod was pressed. The gunshots sounded, but the Hurd rider was safe and sound.

One shot sparked more shots, and the nervous musketeers fired, even Winters couldn't stop them.

After the continuous gunfire, the smoke dissipated, and the Hurd cavalry was still sitting upright on the saddle.

The Hurds laughed impudently, piercing laughter pounding the courage and spirit of the militia like a hammer.

“Laugh at you old man!” Winters couldn't take it any longer. He jumped into the cart and shot the Hurd cavalry to death.

Hard's cavalry burst into a mass of flesh and blood from the back of his head, and planted his horse upright, not knowing why he was shot until he died.

There was a moment of silence, followed by deafening cheers.

Winters blankly threw the rifled revolver to Charles, who beamed and reloaded.

It's easy to use, but it's too expensive and too cumbersome to refill.

The car formation was temporarily safe, and Lieutenant Colonel Jesska immediately ordered beacon fires to be prepared. The militiamen set about collecting forage, horse manure, removing planks and gunpowders from the carriage.

Small cavalry raids on supply lines were a common practice for the Hudds, and the Paratus also had countermeasures. The beacon will pass through the camps along the way, and the nearby Palatu Rangers will gather here... to help avenge.

The sporadic Hurds rushed to the front of the car formation from the east, saw no chance to move their horses and left, and went back to continue killing and driving the troops of Paratus to the east.

The number of Hurd cavalry is indeed not large, but the spearmen and musketeers whose organization has collapsed cannot protect each other's backs and sides. Facing the cavalry, it is almost a one-sided slaughter.

"That won't work." Winters approached the lieutenant colonel: "I'll take someone for a round."

Jesska understood what Winters meant, and they simply couldn't get it together. how many people.

Stalemate is not the solution, must be defensive counterattack. There is no supply reserve for the temporarily assembled car array, and they must be unable to hold it first.

Lieutenant Colonel Single-purpose took a deep look at the second lieutenant, nodded: "Don't rush too far, come back when you hear the gunshot."

Winters took a lance and jumped. Get in the saddle.

Looking at the faces of more than two dozen Dussacs in the car array, he instructed as calmly as possible: "Don't be afraid, follow me."

lance moved out of the way , the crowd roared out of the car array. Behind them, a plume of smoke rose into the sky.

A glimpse of the Palatine taking the initiative, a Heard cavalry blowing a horn.

Two long and two short.

The Hurds, who were chasing and wandering in the big workshop, walked away, deliberately avoiding head-to-head combat.

Everyone rides on horses, and no one can easily catch up with anyone else.

The advantage of the Hurds is reflected in their riding and archery. They maintain a delicate distance and turn around to shoot arrows.

The arrows swept past the Palatine cavalry, and the cavalry fell as low as possible. Riding and shooting the head is not very good, but no one wants to use their life as a bargaining chip to gamble on luck.

The purpose of Winters is not to annihilate the enemy, it is enough to drive them out and cover the Paratus into the car.

At this moment, what worries him most is the situation of Bud and Andre:
Andre went to change things with the shepherd, and then there was no news;
And Bud brought The containment team was at the back of the convoy—it was at the back of the convoy that included the traders and speculators who were under protection, and there were not many soldiers around him.

Winters is eager to get to the end of the convoy to make sure Bud is safe.

But after only running several hundred meters, I heard three gunshots coming from the direction of the car array. This is the agreed signal.

Winters gritted his teeth and pulled on the reins, and stood up with a neigh, "Retreat!"

A group of Palatine cavalry turned around, turned back to the car formation, and ran The Hurd people in front also turned around to keep up.

The sound of hooves rumbled from the west, and another group of Heard cavalrymen, more than forty cavalrymen, shot out from the valley on the west side.

But unexpectedly, they didn't find a farmer who lost one's head out of fear, and only saw a circle of carts surrounded on all sides.

It was a coordinated attack, but the synergy didn't work well, giving the Paratus a glimmer of survival.

The Hurd people from the west were not mentally prepared to attack the fortress. They hesitated for a while and stopped a hundred meters away.

The Hurds on the east side bypassed the car formation, and the two Hurd cavalry merged.

Winters climbed onto the carriage and counted them carefully: there were about sixty cavalry, some of them had armor, and the rest had only iron helmets and leather jackets.

It is roughly estimated that more than half of the Hurd cavalry who launched the first attack were here, and Bard might be able to relax.

"A Hundred Men Squad?" Lieutenant Colonel Jesska said to himself, waving the command: "Let the musketeers get on the cart."

The Paratus stepped up to unload the truck , stacking the baggage in the carriage gap as a barrier, the musketeer hurriedly climbed into the carriage with a matchlock gun.

"Load the ammo! Put your chin on the butt and aim it!" Winters reprimanded loudly: "Listen to my orders, whoever dares to shoot indiscriminately, I will kill him!"

Suddenly , the Hurd cavalry in the distance moved. With an unfamiliar cry, the Hurds lunged murderous-looking at the traffic.

The imposing manner of six hundred infantry charging is not as good as sixty cavalry.

In the old days, a single shock of heavy cavalry could determine the course of a battle. Before even seeing blood, mental oppression alone is enough to destroy an unsteady front.

With the thunderous noise, the 800-pound behemoth moved towards him, and no one was not afraid.

Sixty meters, the militiamen were fighting in two arms, involuntarily trembling.

"Stop!" Winters shouted with loudspeaker: "Leave your hand off the launcher and wait for my command!" The roar, empowered by magic, faintly overwhelmed the sound of horses' hooves.

Fifty meters, the ground seemed to tremble from the trampling of horses' hooves.

"Stand on the front line!" The blood on the saber in Lieutenant Colonel Jesska's hand has not dried up: "Who dares to run and kill whoever!"

Forty meters, Winters can already see Qing He. German beards and feathers.

Thirty meters, the Hurds turned.

Didn't plunge into the car formation as everyone expected, the Hurd cavalry adjusted their direction at the last moment and began to run around the car formation.

There was a gasp in the big workshop.

A javelin swept over Winters' head, flew into the formation, and pierced a coachman's thigh.

In the screams, more javelins and arrows shot at the Paratus. There is nothing accurate, but it still forced everyone to avoid.

"Hahahaha, merely this!" Lieutenant Colonel Jesska was almost grinning: "Second Lieutenant! Fire a round and hook them in!"

"Prepare!" Winters didn't He understood the order, but he obeyed: "Fire!"

After the thunder and gunpowder had passed, four or five Hurd cavalrymen fell off their horses, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.

The rest of the Hurd cavalry immediately rushed to the formation of the carriages. Instead of rushing towards the open lances in the east and west, they rushed past the gaps between the carts.

"Don't be afraid!" Winters yelled, "Reload!"

The musketeers in the cart shivered and reloaded, and the youngster beside him wept Pour the gunpowder into the barrel.

The routed soldiers, who had just thrown away their armor and armor, were useless at the moment. They had already lost their nerve and were desperately trying to hide behind other people and drill under the carts.

Only those militiamen who were initially gathered into the car formation dared to fight against the Hurds. Lance stabbed people and horses violently, and Dussack chopped and chopped with sabres without any rules.

Lieutenant Colonel Jesska and Lieutenant Montagne, in officers' uniforms, were the most obvious targets.

Winters jumped on top of the carriage, and a Heard cavalry monster screamed and charged at him with a long spear.

“dong!”

Winters killed the opponent with one shot, and this distance did not require aiming at all.

Seeing this, another Hurd rushed up to avenge his companions.

“dong!”

Winters' reed guns are double-barreled.

Lieutenant Colonel Jesska wielded a heavy halberd and was fighting fiercely. He was attacked by three Heards, and the situation was in jeopardy.

"You stay here." Winters threw the reed gun to Shire in the carriage, holding the nail in the left and the saber in the right, and jumped off the cart.

Charle was taken aback, and in a hurry, he shouted out his name when he was in Hailan: "Brother [Winters]!"

"Sir!" Heinrich and Berrian also exclaimed at the same time.

Charle swung a musket and followed Winters towards the interior of the car.

Heinrich and Berrian also jumped off the carriage, each armed with guns and knives, to join the melee.

A Hurd climbed up the carriage from outside and shot the Paratus with a bow and arrow. This time is not on a bumpy horse, and the Hurds take their lives with arrows.

Winters raised his hand and nailed the Heard archer. After a year and a half of practice, his requirements for flying arrows are not as harsh as in the past.

He rushed to the vicinity of the lieutenant colonel, grabbed the belt of the Hurd cavalry who were besieging the lieutenant colonel, and stabbed him in the back. The Hurd screamed and was dragged off the horse by Winters.

Winters nailed another Hurd cavalry with another flying arrow, and Lieutenant Colonel Jesska used a heavy halberd to kill the third Hurd, temporarily making a relief.

"Win!" The one-eyed lieutenant colonel's face was full of blood, and he couldn't stop laughing: "Win!"

Winters couldn't help roaring: "First. Let's talk about it after this battle!"

When the cavalry's charge fails to resolve the enemy and loses its speed advantage in the dogfight, that is when the cavalry is at its most vulnerable.

The Hurds thought that the car formation was a fortress, and they could win as long as they broke through. But the car array is actually a trap, as long as you come in, don't try to escape.

Heavy cavalry may still be able to fight Reebok by wearing hard, but for these mostly unarmored Hurd light cavalry, this is the place to die.

The cost of a cavalryman is not known to be much higher than that of a Palatine militia with only one lance, and at the moment they are being consumed by Lieutenant Colonel Jesska in a one-to-two exchange ratio.

And the exchange ratio figures are still falling.

Major General Layton likes to say "Whoever lasts for one minute wins."

But for the red-eyed Paratus and Heds, whoever dies first will lose.

There are fewer and fewer Hurds alive in the car array, and the Scales of Victory is slowly but firmly moved towards the Palatine tilt.

"Kill! Wait to die?" Winters dragged a militiaman crying and praying from the cart like a sack of slag: "Can you live if we lose?"

But fate always likes to joke.

The rumble of horses' hooves came from outside the car array again, getting closer and closer.

Hard people were so excited that they shouted excitedly in unfamiliar languages.

The Platoons gradually understood what was going on, their expressions became more and more desperate, and the blood that kept them up until now was fading.

Lieutenant Colonel Jesska was dizzy for a while, and the long halberd in his hand could not hold and fell to the ground.

Lieutenant Colonel clutched Winters' arm tightly and smiled bleakly: "It's still a loss."

"Not yet." Winters held the Lieutenant Colonel with tears in his eyes: "Not yet."

"I originally wanted to deal with them first, and then deal with the rest." Jesska bitterly called the head: "But the rest of the Heards are still here, they The Hundred Men Squad is a real hundred... Fighting is a breath away, Winters, you're a good soldier, and I'm honored to have you on my staff. ”

Winters laughed heartily: “I’m so sick of being your servant. "

The reinforcements arriving slowly broke through the car formation with the momentum of thunder, and the battle cry of the leading man pierced the cloud and cracked the stone:
"Da Vineta!" ”

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