Chapter 66: Temptation of the enemy deep

The choice of the lowland lords was correct. This very small plain could maximize the power of the knights' charge. Schwab frowned and studied the map. The power of the three thousand knights was shocking. The heavy horse hooves trampled on the thunderous sounds made by the earth. The knights' armor reflected cold light in the sunlight, and the long horse rifles were as rampant as tanks in later generations.

"The lower lords' knights must be minimized." Schwab said to himself, and at this time he looked up at the panting Husar cavalry returning from there, and asked, "Is there no other terrain except the plain?"

"No, Lord Earl, the terrain is very complex, not only woods but also swamps. By the way, the locals say that the swamp is called the Pheasant Swamp. There is a river passing through between the swamps, and there is only a shallow shallow between the two sides of the shore." Husar cavalry tried his best to describe to Schwab, and Schwab sat on a wooden chair brought by Little William, closing his eyes and having a rough impression of this place in his mind.

"Okay, I already understand, you go down and rest." Schwab gradually had a rough plan in his mind, and then said to the Husar Cavalry.

"Yes, Lord Earl."

On the plain near the Pheasant Swamp, two hostile armies were welcomed today. The lowland lords led their knights and troops from Haas Bergburg and set up formations in the north of the plain. The Pumbrus people led by Schwab set up formations in the southeast of the plain, which was closer to the entrance of the Pheasant Swamp.

"The lowland lords are setting up a chessboard formation." Prince Masimilk said to Schwab. Schwab raised his eyes and looked at it. Sure enough, the lords' formation was like a neat chess board. Each rider's square flag led a team of people and approached Schwab and others in a mighty manner. Hundreds of flags were rushing in the wind.

"Baron Coro." Schwab picked up the single-eyed telescope and looked at it. The lowland lords knights with bright armor came slowly and ordered Baron Coro.

"Sir, what are you going to do?" Baron Coro was wearing chain armor and hung plate armor in important parts, behind him was a green cloak, a long sword hanging around his waist, and under his arm was his barrel-shaped helmet.

"Are there any soldiers who violated military orders these days?" Schwab said to Baron Coro after putting down his telescope.

"Well, there are some people who violated military orders and privately appreciating the village girl." Baron Koro said. He didn't understand why Schwab asked about this. Although Schwab repeatedly ordered not to give up women, among the soldiers who were in danger on the battlefield, some of them committed crimes with sperm and brains. Of course, they were soon reported by the supervisor and arrested by the military judge.

"Very good, how many people are there?"

"There are about one hundred people." Baron Coro replied.

"Well, make them a miserable and hopeless team." Schwab ordered.

"All of it?" asked Baron Coro.

"Yes, if they want to survive, they have to act according to the order, otherwise there will be only the death penalty." Schwab said coldly. It was not that he had to sacrifice a small number of people for victory, but that double victory that could bring back the whole team after the war was over, but people's beautiful imagination.

"Yes, Count, I'll do it right away." Baron Coro bent down and bowed, put on his helmet, and issued an order to the army. After a while, a hundred unlucky soldiers were pulled out from the soldiers of the Eagle Warriors. The white feathers on their heads were pulled out by the executioner, which means that they were no longer mercenaries, but prisoners. A soldier was forcibly stuffed with a red flag, and he looked at the red flag blankly.

"Your mission is very simple, that is, to lure the knights in front of the formation. No matter what method you use, as long as the knights rushed towards you, your mission will be completed, and the rest is to turn around and return to the formation." Schwab said in front of these unlucky mercenaries on his horse. He looked at these tender faces, some of whom were just big children who had just grown beards, but there was no way that this was the cruelty of this era.

"Advance, miserable team." The sergeant wielded his long sword and drove away these unlucky people. They knew that behind them were countless crossbows aiming at them, so they had to run to the front very far away from the array.

"What the hell are the Pummen Bruces doing?" Looking at the Pummen Bruces who were standing in front of their array, holding a red flag, constantly waving, jumping and jumping like crazy, Pedro raised his four fingers and putting his iron gloves together, and the knights around him shook their heads.

"Look at the master, what are those guys doing?" A knight saw the mercenaries waving flags, and suddenly opened his pants and peed at the lowland lords' army. The lords and knights were so angry that they smoked their orifices.

"These dirty beasts." Pedro was so angry that he was so angry that he hated these vulgar Pummenbruces.

"Baron Coro, we are ready to transfer the battlefield." Schwab saw the other party's expression clearly through the telescope. He knew that these knights were completely angry, and knights who were keen on honor and face would be dizzy by anger.

"Yes, Lord Earl, the whole army will be transferred." Baron Coro ordered to the army, and the orders were conveyed one after another among the sergeant chiefs.

"Shoot, shoot arrows." The lowland lords ordered their archers that these archers were hunters from the territory. The reason they joined the army was to be able to hunt in the forests in the territory. This was the lord's repayment for them to join the military service. The archers walked to the front of the array, drew out arrows and placed them on a simple bow, then bent their bows and shot arrows. The arrows flew in the air to form parabolic trajectories, and they fell one after another. Several tragic hopeless team members were shot in a scream. They fell back to the array after they fell down. After the enemy casted the arrows, the other players stood up again and laughed at the incompetence of the lowland lords.

"Knights, charge, cut those hateful enemies into pieces." Pedro put down his cover, held up his sword and ordered the knights. With the arrival of the lowland lords, they began to charge towards the miserable and hopeless team under the leadership of the knights.

"The enemy is coming, let's run away." Seeing the army rushing towards him, the members of the miserable and hopeless team immediately ran away. Because their mission had been completed, the people in charge of surveillance in the rear allowed them to retreat into the formation.

"Look at that, the Pumbrus people began to escape, haha." Seeing the Pumbrus people who were gradually retreating towards the pheasant swamp, the lowland lords mistakenly thought that the Pumbrus people began to retreat when they saw the many knights, so they ordered the army to try to chase Schwab and others.

"Wait, something is wrong with Pedro." At this time, Lemondo, wearing exquisite chain armor, noticed something was wrong and immediately caught up with Pedro, who was eager to fight, and said.

"What?" Pedrolle held the horse under his crotch, uncovered his mask and looked at Lemondo, asking.

"They ran away before they started fighting. It seemed something was wrong. Be careful of the ambush of the enemy." Lemondo grabbed Pedro's cloak and tried his best to stop it.

"Ah, yes, there is a swamp there." Pedro, who suddenly realized, suddenly remembered that going further was a swamp of pheasant, which was not conducive to the knights' fighting. He immediately shouted loudly to the surroundings, "Stop, stop."

But although he and Lemondo tried their best to stop these knights, they were already attracted by the anger and the retreat of the enemy. The knights did not obey the orders of the two lords. If they defeated the enemy, they could obtain prisoners of war, ransom, and spoils. Thinking that there were people there who could stop these knights, they roared and rushed towards the trap set by Schwab without any notice.

Schwab led his army to set up a formation in the shallow shallow shallow river in the pheasant swamp early. The artillery and crossbowmen lined up in a row, aiming at the opposite bank of the river. The spear mercenaries followed the long-range soldiers with long spears, ready to fight against the enemies crossing the river at any time. Schwab and Prince Masimilk rode on horseback on a high ground behind the array, watching the progress of the battle.

"Go~~~~, the abominable Pumenbruces." After the knights rushed into the pheasant swamp, they saw that the Pumenbruces dared to set off their stance. They cursed one after another, and then urged the war horses under their crotch to rush across the shallow river, rushing to the opposite bank and chopping the abominable infantry into pieces. The war horses carried their masters into the river. A rustling sound rang out in the river. The knights forgot that the armor and the horse armor of the war horses were very heavy. The bows and arrows flying from the opposite bank kept hitting the knights. Although some arrows did not cause fatal damage to the knights, the power of the crossbow shot these knights from the horse. The knights who fell into the river were soaked in the cold river water. They were like Emperor Frederick the Great were caught in the river water.

They choked to death, but this was not the most deadly. When many knights finally rushed to the shore with their shields, they suddenly found that their exhausted themselves were facing a wall made of spears. The Pumbrus spear mercenaries were wearing strange cutout clothing. When they walked around, the gorgeous clothes inside were exposed through the cutout, and various colors surrounded the eyes of the knights. Under the command of the sergeant, these spear mercenaries rushed forward in groups, blocked the river bank entrance with spears, and stabbed the knights off the horse. Then, experienced mercenaries drew their swords and stabbed them into the gap in the knights' masks, or stabbed them hard at the gap in the knights' armor. Suddenly, the screams of the knights and the neighing of the stabbed war horses in the river water and on the river bank.
Chapter completed!