Almost at the same time that the "hungry wolves" were out in full force, a group of 700 "hunters" led by Angus, the branch leader of the Welsh Army, and Viscount Leander, the leader of the Liberation Army, had already set off to ambush the "hunting grounds" where the "wolves" were enjoying a gluttonous feast.
According to Art's arrangement, in addition to the 600 cavalry sent by Flanders to Art, the enemy's cavalry team this time also included 100 cavalry from the Welsh Army, for a total of 700 horses. Co-led by Angus and Leander.
The army secretly arrived at the foot of the mountain three miles away from the "Hunting Ground" before the enemy arrived. When the enemy cavalry took action, they immediately divided into two groups to trap the enemy cavalry, and then combined their internal and external forces to annihilate them in one fell swoop.
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“Sir Spencer, there seems to be a man on horseback on the hill over there.” The soldier following Spencer pointed to the hill in the distance and said.
Spencer looked in the direction the soldier pointed, and the man was already riding his horse towards the other side.
Spencer immediately became more vigilant and said to everyone: "Everyone, get ready, those bastards are coming."
The carriage team slowly slowed down, and the soldiers on both sides of the carriage leaned their hands on the sides of the carriage, as if there was something that could save their lives hidden in the carriage. The remaining one hundred soldiers had also taken off the shields behind them and held them in their hands, and their swords had been unsheathed~
"Kill!"
Suddenly, with an order, a large number of cavalry suddenly appeared on the hill, running towards the baggage train with swords raised, kicking up dust all over the sky...
loguedie Spencer roared, and the driver in charge of the carriage immediately turned the horse's head skillfully and surrounded all the horses and horses in the baggage team. The soldiers responsible for guarding had already stood beside the carriage with shields in hand and their short spears pointing outwards.
"Quickly, take out all the horse tacks on the carriage and scatter them outside." Spencer remained calm in the face of danger and immediately organized a defense.
I saw the soldiers immediately pulling out the horse nails from the wooden box, then putting on specially made gloves, grabbing the horse nails and throwing them around the chariot array.
In a blink of an eye, the enemy cavalry was less than fifty steps away.
「准备～」
斯宾塞吼道。
I saw the war horse that was the first to charge towards the baggage train galloping towards me. When its front hoof touched the ground, the center of its hoof fell right on the horse tack. I saw the previously majestic cavalryman on the horse leaping over the horse at the moment the horse lost its footing. After turning a circle and a half in the air, he fell straight to the ground. His forehead was pierced by a horse nail. After a struggle, he stopped moving.
The horses that followed immediately had their soles pierced by the spikes under their feet, and they lay on the ground unable to move. The cavalry on horseback also rolled to the ground one after another. Their bodies were bleeding from the spikes, and they rolled back and forth on the ground.
"Haha, you bastards, you still want to sneak up on me, sir, and you don't even want to see if you have the ability." Standing on the edge of the carriage, Spencer laughed happily when he saw the enemy's cavalry turning on their backs one by one.
“Sir Spencer, you are so awesome, you actually came up with this method to deal with these bastards.” The soldiers on the side couldn’t help but breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that the enemies who had been so murderous just now were now rolling all over the ground.
"Stop!"
Seeing that the cavalry at the front had already rolled off their horses before they even got close to the baggage train, the leading cavalry immediately raised his hand to signal the cavalry behind him to stop advancing.
"Sir Viscount, their carriage is surrounded by special iron nails and we can't get close at all." A soldier who had just gotten up from the ground hurriedly came to report.
"Assholes, these bastards." The leading cavalryman's hands were shaking with anger. "Archers, get ready, shoot those bastards inside!"
The leading cavalryman gave an order, and the archers lined up in a row raised their bows and drew their strings at the same time. More than forty light arrows were seen flying towards the baggage team surrounding the carriage.
"Sir, be careful!"
Spencer, who was still "appreciating" the enemy struggling on the ground in front of him, was pushed by the soldiers behind him and staggered to the ground. The arrow that passed over his head was stuck on the ground. Spencer was so frightened that he lay on the ground in a cold sweat.
"MD, it's really dangerous!"
"Everyone, support me, our people will be here soon, and then we will rush out and kill these bastards." Spencer stood up and said loudly under the cover of several shield-raising soldiers.
"Prepare the kerosene!" Seeing that he could not cope with the formation of chariots and the tacks on the ground, the leading cavalry ordered the kerosene to be thrown into the chariot.
"Sir, it's not good, they seem to be burning us to death!" A soldier with a shield raised turned to Spencer and said.
"What? These bastards, are they trying to turn me into a suckling pig!" Just as Spencer was speaking, a clay pot filled with kerosene fell at his feet, and the splash of kerosene instantly stained his trouser legs.
"Archers, get ready!" At this time, the archers outside the car formation were taking out special arrows, and a cavalryman was holding a torch and lighting the arrows one by one~
"Ready~"
"Sir Viscount, there are cavalry coming over there!"
"Lord Viscount, there are cavalry coming over there too!"
Just as the leading cavalry was about to give the order to fire arrows, hundreds of cavalry were seen rushing towards this side from the east and west sides.
"Quick, retreat! Retreat!"
Seeing a large number of cavalry appearing around him, the leader panicked and quickly ordered a retreat.
"Brothers, don't let them escape!" When Spencer saw his own people appearing around, he immediately ordered a formation of vehicles to pursue the fleeing cavalry...
"Lusignan, you take people to the left to stop them, I will take people to the right."
"Yes, Lord Angus."
Angus and Lusignan each led more than two hundred cavalry and surrounded the fleeing enemy. On the other side, Leander also came here with a large group of people.
In a blink of an eye, a large-scale cavalry battle kicked off...
Seeing that all of his own people had been surrounded, the leading cavalry led the men and horses behind them and rushed towards the weakest point.
The other side blocked the attack, and sparks suddenly flew out of their swords. Angus raised his sword again and slashed at the opponent. The soldier once again made a movement to block. Angus quickly retracted his broadsword and slashed in the other direction. The soldier had no time to defend himself and was knocked off his horse by the sword~
"Brothers, come on!"
Spencer saw that the fleeing cavalry were surrounded, so he drew his sword and slashed at the back of one of the cavalry. The long sword struck the soldier's armor. The huge elasticity made Spencer's hand tremble and the long sword fell to the ground. Just as Spencer reached out to pick up the long sword on the ground, the cavalryman reacted and slashed at Spencer's head with his sword. Just as he was about to succeed, he saw a long sword piercing the cavalryman's stomach. The sword in the cavalry's hand passed by Spencer's ear, causing him to step back and fall to the ground.
"Brother Lunicion, thank you~" Spencer said, then picked up the long sword on the ground and roared at an enemy who fell on the ground~
"Brother Angus, there are a few guys running over there!" Leander, who had just cut off the head of an enemy cavalry, shouted to Angus.
"Sir Leonde, please send some men and horses to catch up. My order is that none of these guys can be spared."
"Okay!"
After a while, thousands of people were seen fighting together in an instant, and the cavalry from both sides started a desperate battle in this open field. Since the total cavalry of the Welsh Army and the Liberation Army was 700, plus more than 100 people in the baggage train, while the enemy only had about 300 people, there was a huge disparity in strength between the two sides.
I saw several soldiers from the baggage team holding short spears surrounding an enemy cavalry group and stabbing them from all directions. The cavalrymen suddenly became confused, waving the long swords in their hands and slashing randomly. Seeing that it was difficult to get close to the cavalry, one of the soldiers raised his spear and stabbed the horse in the butt. The pain immediately caused the horse to jump up and shake the cavalry off the horse. When several other people saw this, they quickly gathered around and pierced the short spear into the flesh of the guy who fell to the ground~
Although they were outnumbered, the cavalry of Thorne's army galloped across the plains all year round, and supported by Bernard's large amount of money, their combat skills were not inferior to their opponents. As soon as the two sides came into contact, several cavalrymen from the Liberation Army and the Wells Army were killed in less than two rounds. The enemy's cavalry were skilled in swordsmanship, not sloppy at all, and their moves were deadly, causing many opponents to die miserably under their own swords. Although the number of rebels was large, this group of bloodthirsty guys were already red-eyed and resisted desperately, with no intention of giving up the resistance~
The battle continued until the evening. Except for a dozen guys who took advantage of the chaos to escape and more than thirty people who were captured, the rest of the people were all killed under their horses, including the leading cavalry.
In this battle, twenty-one of the Welsh regiment's cavalry were killed and more than thirty were injured. The Liberation Army lost more than 70 people and more than 100 people were injured. Fifteen people in the baggage train died and more than 20 people were injured. In addition, the baggage team also lost five carts of grain and grass, which were shot by the enemy's cavalry in a panic and fired a few arrows. Fortunately, the fire was put out in time, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.
After Angus ordered Lusignan to clean up the battlefield, he picked up his sword and walked towards the chariot formation. Spencer was seen slumped on the ground leaning against the carriage, holding the hilt of the long sword in both hands and inserting the sword into the soil, his face covered in blood. It wasn't until Angus screamed twice that he came back to his senses and quickly got up from the ground.
"Lord Angus."
"How are you, are you okay?" Angus asked with concern.
"I'm fine." Spencer wiped the blood and sweat from his face, then turned his head and glanced at the smoking carts of grain and grass, and said heartbrokenly: "It's a pity those carts of grain. I didn't protect the grain and grass, sir." You will definitely blame me."
"I can't blame you, but I think you will be rewarded generously."
Spencer's eyes suddenly sparkled like gold coins. , hurriedly pulled Angus's sleeve and said: "Master Angus, are you telling the truth?"
"This~ I'm just guessing. But I will definitely not blame you."
I saw Spencer's face suddenly dim ~
After cleaning the battlefield, the baggage team, escorted by the remaining people and horses, walked north with the remaining forty-five carriages of food and grass~