Act 477 The Trumpet Sounds III

Thinking of this, Matthew couldn't help but sigh. He shook his head and stopped thinking about these things that were too far away from him. All he had to consider was how to capture the defense line of the Tonigels. The nobles had already captured three or four villages, but they did not gain much. The Tonigels retreated to the south bank of the Alde River to build a defense line. And they followed here. Among them, Baron Godham from Blackwater Bay was the fastest. The news came earlier that he had captured Emden not far to the west of here, and he was probably about to reach Horta. The attack blades converged.

"Speed ​​up!" Matthew rubbed his frozen hands and shouted to his men: "Capture the manor in front. You can do whatever you want. The women and property are all yours, but move faster. , stop asking others to get ahead of you!"

The knights agreed loudly, but the foot soldiers still looked indifferent. Those things would not fall on them in the end anyway. They dragged their steps forward in this weather, or fell down somewhere and never got up again. The only reason for coming is because the swords of the knights hang above their heads.

In such a mood, these stiff soldiers finally landed on the beach. The knights first asked the archers to shoot a wave of rockets into the forest, but it was not ideal in such weather. The temperature was too low and the bow arms were brittle. The fire was not easy to light either. A volley broke many bow strings. This wave of arrows could only be said to be superficial.

But Matthew didn't care about this. He immediately asked the infantry to put into battle formation and advance into the forest. The Tonigel people's defense line loomed outside the manor. Their opponents had well-maintained magic crossbows, which could still be used in such a climate and environment. To produce lethality two hundred steps away, one can't help but curse the Tonigel people for their luxury.

Sure enough, the sound of bowstrings sounded soon in front. Several infantrymen walking in the front row fell down at the sound, and there was an immediate commotion in the team. Matthew cursed secretly when he saw this. However, he was very familiar with this situation and immediately ordered the supervisory team to come forward. After stabbing to death a few soldiers who were hesitating, the team reorganized itself.

Matthew knew very well that the number of enemies was not many. This is their biggest disadvantage. As long as their side remains stable, the other side will not be able to resist - they have also won the previous battles in this way.

Sure enough, the Tonigel people began to retreat. Now they still have a deep defense, but their strength is far insufficient. And when the opponent loses even the space to retreat, it is the moment of true showdown.

Matthew was confident in this. He saw the somewhat tattered fir-collared emblem flag in the forest retreating continuously, and he didn't know what happened in the end. Perhaps the flag bearer was killed, and the flag swayed and fell.

"The rats of Tonigel have retreated again!" The rebels finally cheered, or rather rejoiced: "They don't dare to be our enemies at all, catch up and kill them!"

This situation is happening repeatedly on the battlefield in the entire Mintai Territory.

The unexpected rebels almost defeated the local defenders in Mintai who were caught off guard, except for sporadic resistance. In most places, the Tonigels continued to retreat, evacuate, or even be annihilated.

Matthew looked back. Seeing that the flags of the southern nobles have also been erected in the direction of Welland, and the flags representing occupation are being erected south of the Alder River Beach, the progress of the noble army has begun to speed up, or rather the resistance of the Tonigel people is increasing. It's getting weaker.

"Looks like we're going to win."

He thought so in his mind.

But at this time, the noble flag that had just been erected on the hill in the direction of Welland's Ferry suddenly collapsed.

Matthew happened to see this scene. He saw a knight rushing up the hillside from the other side and cutting down the standard bearer with a sword from the crowd.

Matthew looked at all this with almost astonishment. That must be the cavalry of the Tonigel people, but why do they still have a fighting force here at this time? Not only did they not retreat backwards,

Instead, they launched an attack on the coalition's front?

Are these people crazy?

He watched helplessly as one knight after another appeared on the hilltop. The poor private soldiers of the nobles who originally occupied the hilltop were killed without leaving a single piece of armor behind. The knights threw the severed noble flags on the ground with contempt.

Then another flag appeared on the top of the hill.

The first thing it revealed was just a spear tip, which was engraved with the silver pattern of the sacred lily of Eruin, and then the entire flag jumped up from behind the hill.

Matthew actually narrowed his eyes.

That is not the battle flag of the White Lion Guard.

Nor a fir-collared heraldic flag——

It was a silver, square flag fluttering in the wind. The flag was painted with spike-like textures, and a red ribbon surrounded the silver star and white moon. Under the star and moon was the holy emblem of the Corcova royal family, the silver lily. .

That is the star, moon and lily flag that represents Eruin.

Matthew's heart skipped a beat.

He quickly bit off the grass root in his mouth and spit it on the ground. He turned back and shouted at his knights: "Form the team, form the team, let the spearmen move forward!"

A row of knights appeared on the hill, then a second row, and a third row, and they rushed down the hill in order.

The silver armor sparkled under the daylight, like a silver wave, directly engulfing the noble private soldiers who were fleeing down the hill in panic.

In fact, there was another noble's army separated from here, but after looking at the unlucky man's actions, Matthew understood that they could not save themselves at all, and they could not do anything to help him. He could only pray that those damn fools wouldn't do him any harm.

"These Tonigels must be crazy..."

Matthew's mind was in chaos at the moment. He finally realized who his opponent was. They were the White Lion Knights of the Tonigel people. They must have come from the direction of Horta.

But they dared to attack the coalition's front line on the Orde River.

The noble knight not far from him finally reacted and quickly asked his spearmen to turn around and form a team, but it was already too late. The river beach shook, and a rolling silver wave appeared in the distance.

Some people began to scream and retreat. The thin line formed by the remaining spearmen could not stop the terrible army at all, and they were rushed and routed. Matthew saw with his own eyes that the noble knight was knocked off his horse by a shot, and then his head was crushed. His eyeballs mixed with white brains flew out, and then fell into a ball of snow.

Their opponents have no mercy and will not hold back at all because they are nobles. This is completely inconsistent with the rules of Eruin war. Even the undead of Madara will try their best to keep the noble knights alive in the hope that they can be replaced later. A hefty ransom was obtained.

These people must be demons.

Matthew couldn't help but tremble. For the first time, he felt that his courage was not enough on the battlefield. He almost had a subconscious behavior to retreat at that moment, but the experience accumulated on the battlefield for many years made him sober. Come over.

You must not retreat at this moment, retreat is death.

Several wizards suddenly appeared in the sky. These Sassard wizards in blue robes flew past the sky above his head and rushed towards the white lion knights who suddenly appeared - they were Buga people! Matthew was glad for a moment that he was saved, but he had some doubts in his heart. When had Buga wizards been monitoring the battlefield in his direction? The reaction of these Silver People was too fast, and as soon as they were dispatched That's four people.

He had fought with the noble coalition all the way from Gendenel to this point. He had never seen so many Buga wizards appear on the battlefield together. The most time they were dispatched was when they fought against those Valkyrie knights. On the battlefield, it was said that the battle was earth-shattering, but it was a pity that he just missed that battle.

The scene of four silver wizards joining forces made Matthew's blood boil. Although he knew that the other party looked down on him, a worthless noble knight lord like Eruin, he still felt that he could fight side by side with these powerful beings. It's a worthwhile trip.

The White Lion Knight has completely torn apart the scattered formation of the noble lord's spearmen in front, like a hot knife cutting through butter, without any hindrance. They continued to move forward, and then swallowed up those who turned around and fled, leaving almost no one alive. The river beach was covered with blood in an instant.

The remaining knights of the noble lord roared and rushed forward, but what awaited them was a similar fate. Those legendary knights were more terrifying than imagined. They were torn to pieces almost in an instant.

Matthew has never seen such a bloody fight. It is said that only on a few battlefields in the Second Holy War, when the two sides were entangled with each other red-eyed, could they achieve a loss ratio of 70% to 80%. As for that kind of non-existent In the First Battle, every soldier who experienced such a nightmare was called a survivor of the long war.

His heart almost trembled with the sound of the opponent's horse hooves, but the wizard above his head finally gave him some courage, allowing him to forcefully order his men to stand firm. Perhaps it was the miserable end of the deserters in front that gave him this After a little stimulation from the insensitive private soldiers of the nobles, no one in Matthew's team turned around and retreated. Although the infantry were trembling and the formation was crooked, the counter-charge's triple spear array still gave them a little bit of psychology. comfort.

Matthew gasped for air, trying to calm down his nervous mind. Fortunately, his military experience during the Black Rose War finally made him calm down a little.

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