Chapter 631 A North-South Pincer Attack
The bursting flames and a huge impact also instantly knocked over a dozen mercenaries in the surrounding area.
For a time, people screamed and screamed. The flying residual limbs and cracked plasma were scattered in all directions, and the area within twenty steps with the explosion point as the center instantly became a scorched earth.
Before the remaining Lombard mercenaries who were stunned by the sudden thunder could react, dozens of iron bullets once again passed over the heads of the Welsh Legion soldiers, flew into the air, drew beautiful arcs, and landed in the mercenary camp one after another.
Looking at the sizzling and smoking iron eggs on the ground, the mercenaries widened their eyes in horror.
Hum, boom, boom, the moment the fuse burned out, bursts of shocking loud noises and sky-filling fires and smoke instantly filled the mercenaries, mercilessly devouring everything around them... They were all shrouded in a shocking loud noise, and the billowing smoke seemed to be sprayed out from the mouth of a monster.
Floating in all directions along the air·
After the thick fog dissipated, the mercenary camp was in a mess.
The huge sound shattered the eardrums of countless people. The mercenary who was further away from the explosion point was bleeding uncontrollably from his mouth and nose, and the roaring in his head was always lingering. His blurry vision was full of crooked corpses and his companions who stood up staggeringly with swords in their hands:
"·Devils, devils! They are devils from hell!"
Looking at the war horse next to him that was still twitching after its hoof was cut off by the fragments produced by the explosion of the iron egg, and then looking at the severed arm on his left arm that was not even connected to the muscles, the mercenary kept thinking and looking at it.
A moment ago, an iron egg fell under the hooves of the war horse. At the moment of the explosion, one person and one horse were overturned by an inexplicable force at the same time. When the mercenaries woke up, thick smoke billowed and sorrow filled the land.
The violent explosion left dozens of huge craters on the ground, and the scattered brown soil covered the surrounding yellow weeds. The mutilated corpses crackled under the scorching flames. There were broken limbs and arms everywhere. The bloody internal organs, liver and intestines were particularly eye-catching for a moment. Sadness, despair, and helplessness filled the entire battlefield.
The mercenaries who were lucky enough to survive had never seen such a thing before. They got up from the ground and looked around. In their perception, this powerful thing is no less powerful than thunder on a rainy day. Being struck by lightning must be God's punishment for them.
Looking at the miserable scene in front of them and the smell of blood in the air, the mercenaries felt their stomachs churn and vomited constantly.
Not far away, the mercenary leader who had witnessed everything was stunned. An inexplicable panic occupied his brain, and his violently beating heart could not calm down.
Up to now, he is still confused. Obviously, what the defenders of Santia City threw over were just a few iron eggs the size of fists, but this seemingly inconspicuous thing completely changed the situation on the battlefield.
Looking at his men who were also stunned, the mercenary leader's tinnitus suddenly improved a moment ago. Immediately afterwards, various chaotic sounds came.
Taking two deep breaths, the mercenary leader came back to his senses from the panic a moment ago. Seeing that the formation has been disrupted by the enemy's conspiracy, it is impossible to defeat this group of northerners. When it was urgent, they could only withdraw their troops and join up with the Lombard cavalry to the north. Maybe they could still fight for a chance of survival.
But he underestimated the determination of the defenders of Santia City. The order they received was to completely defeat the mercenary group.
So, a hunt for Lombard mercenaries was staged. When the smoke cleared, the defenders of Santia City began their march -
After the first round of thunder bombings, the Lombard mercenaries suffered seven to eight hundred casualties. After reacting, the remaining mercenaries immediately formed formations to protect themselves and retreated in an orderly manner.
Immediately afterwards, Otto gave an order, and the Wells Army attacked across the board, gradually reducing the mercenary army's activity space.
Looking at the approaching enemies, many timid mercenaries began to break away from the team and flee north. Slowly, the small group's escape turned into a large group rout. While the mercenaries were not dispersed, Odo decisively seized the opportunity and sent out a grenadier company to strangle the Lombard mercenaries for a second time.
Soon, the remaining two hundred Lombard cavalrymen who had blocked the enemy were bitten by a dozen tanks of the grenadier company. After a rumble, except for the fifty cavalry who managed to escape, most of them were slaughtered by the light and heavy infantry who arrived.
Hearing the familiar loud noise behind him, the Lombard mercenary's legs and feet speeded up unknowingly. The timid guy threw away the weapon in his hand and crawled on the ground ""...Quickly, tie up all these bastards lying on the ground and gather them together. Send someone to tell Phoenix to take these prisoners back to the city and lock them up. When the war is over, they will be sent back to the valley to punish them as war slaves. ”
After saying that, Odo put the long sword in his hand back into the scabbard.
Looking at the mercenary corpses and prisoners of war huddled together on the ground, the gloom on Odo's face was swept away.
In this battle, he broke through the siege of more than 3,000 mercenaries outside the city, killed thousands of them, and captured most of them. Most of the remaining mercenaries basically fled north, while a few mercenaries fled south.
The mercenaries fleeing north intended to join the cavalry in an attempt to protect themselves. The mercenaries who could not escape were not pursued. They would spread the news of the Duke of Lombardy's defeat throughout the southern continent "...--order the whole army to continue the pursuit northward!"
After Odo gave the order to the messengers beside him, he immediately led his own soldiers on horseback and chased northward.
There, another battle was raging in the North, and heads were buzzing on a gentle slope four miles south of the palace guard camp. More than three hundred cavalrymen in full armor stood at the foot of the hillside, nervously watching all the disturbances in the north.
On the plain not far away, the appearance of a fast horse made the soldiers on patrol suddenly alert. As the distance got closer and closer, the sentry slowly lowered his guard after seeing the identity of the visitor.
This is the messenger who has just returned from the battlefield in the North.
"Quick, take me to see the Duke!"
The sentry quickly turned his horse's head to lead the way. Not long after, the two arrived at the foot of the gentle slope, dismounted and immediately ran towards the hillside.
"Report to Your Majesty the Duke, urgent report from the front!"
At this time, the Duke of Lombardy, who was facing the south and said nothing, slowly turned around. The messy hair and blackened face spoke of the thrilling escape journey just moments ago.
"Tell me, what's the situation in the north now?"
The Duke of Lombardy sighed softly, his eyelids drooped, and his face looked sad.
"North~North——"
"Say!"
The Duke of Lombardy's blood suddenly surged, and he slammed the wine glass in his hand to the ground, scaring the officers standing beside him into silence.
"Our cavalry has been wiped out, and the Burgundians are chasing us this way"
"Ah·
This shocking news shocked everyone present.
The Duke of Lombardy closed his eyes slowly, his strong hands clenching,
Silent, a long silence. "Report!""
The voice of the messenger came again.
"Report to your lord, the south. The south has been severely defeated. The enemy has killed more than a thousand of our troops and captured more than half of them. The remaining troops are fleeing north. Please ask for cavalry support~"
Hong Kong..—·
Hearing the news, the Duke of Lombardy fell to the ground.