Chapter 633 Fiery

   Both of them were a little surprised.

 Ron strode towards the carriage, the armor rings on his body jingling.

 "Shouldn't you be recuperating in the lake?

 Ron walked around the carriage, looked at Spencer up and down, and knocked twice on the fence at the edge of the carriage from time to time, making a dull sound.

 Spencer Sai opened his hood, his face was still sallow, and he looked a little malnourished. His unhealed legs were covered with a piece of linen, and there was a short sword at his feet.

 "Hey, hey, I~"

 Spencer was at a loss for words, a little embarrassed, and didn't know how to explain. His black teeth are still the same as before, and his thick beard makes him look a little older.

 Ron felt a sense of sadness in his heart when he saw this man who had survived the battle in the mining field appear on the battlefield again.

  He admired this guy very much in his heart. Although he was the Minister of Radiation, the blood surge in his body was not inferior to that of any high-ranking officer in the military corps.

Obot, who was following Ron, saw Spencer speaking incoherently and quickly came to the rescue.

  "Sir Ron, it's like this. The legion has a batch of important supplies that need to go south, and they happen to pass by the lake. Brother Spencer was afraid that something would go wrong on the way, so he asked the old steward to go south with the army."

"So that's it," Ron stopped and patted Spencer's thin shoulder, "Thank you for your hard work! But judging from your current situation, you will definitely not be able to return to the Radiation Department to perform your duties. Since you were injured, the affairs of the Radiation Department have been handled by Bob, the secretary of the Chinese Army. Although he has a heavy burden, he has done a good job——"

 "I~"

 Spencer spoke again, but was blocked by Ron.

   "Okay, I know what you want to say. But the master said that after you recover, you can return to the army to perform your duties. He hopes to see the complete Spencer as soon as possible!"

   In view of Spencer's current situation, Ron rejected Spencer outright out of concern for him.

Hearing this, Spencer felt a soreness in his nose, took a sharp breath, wiped his nose, and stopped talking.

  "Obot!" Ron turned around, "After cleaning the battlefield, leave some supplies, and let Spencer take the rest back to the lake!"

  "Okay, Sir Ron, I'll do it right away!"

   Ron did not stay too long, gave Spencer a few words and then rode away.

 Watching Ron's retreating back, Spencer had mixed feelings. In the dilapidated market town, collapsed stone walls and wooden beams blocked the main road across the market town. On one side of the main road is the inner fort with the strongest defenses in the market town.

A few hours ago, dozens of Lombard cavalry who abandoned their armor fought and retreated, and hurriedly hid in this deserted market town. They planned to rely on the inner fort located in the center of the market town to resist.

 However, these guys who narrowly escaped death did not have long memories after all.

 After several loud noises, the solid stone wall of the inner fort collapsed, killing and injuring more than ten people on the spot. The rest of them huddled in the corner with their heads in their hands, or lay on the ground with their heads in their hands. They couldn't figure out what kind of witchcraft these northern barbarians used to cause such great damage to the powerful Lombard cavalry.

  Time returns to the battlefield a few hours ago.

 After several rounds of fierce fighting, the Lombard cavalry still could not break through the opponent's defense line. The height of the new type of horse that stretched across the front of the Guards was much higher than the ordinary horse. Coupled with the continuous flying of giant crossbow arrows and rocks, it caused a lot of casualties to the Lombards.

 After several rounds of attacks, the Lombard cavalry failed to advance at all.

I thought that after Flanders was assassinated, the Praetorian Guards would be leaderless. With the right time and place, the Lombard cavalry's surprise attack would be able to defeat the Praetorian Guards in one fell swoop. However, things did not go as expected.

 When the Lombard cavalry rushed in front of the enemy under the cover of thick fog, it happened that the Praetorian Guards were hurriedly adjusting their formation. Therefore, the flaw leaked in the middle gave the Lombards an opportunity to take advantage of.

The Lombard cavalry commander who seized the opportunity immediately led his men to fight and charge fiercely, causing considerable losses to the Praetorian Guards. In less than one round, dozens of people were killed and wounded. Seeing that the formation was about to be broken, unexpectedly, more than a dozen powerful cavalrymen rushed out from behind the opponent's camp and killed the Lombard cavalry who had already rushed in on the spot. The heavy armored infantry and cavalry who came for reinforcements worked together to block the gap, and they were about to succeed, but the Lombard cavalry was defeated and returned.

 The two sides fought back and forth for several rounds, with both sides suffering casualties. But overall the Lombard losses were greater.

Seeing that he had missed the opportunity to attack, the Duke of Lombardy immediately ordered the heads of the two officers who failed to attack to be beheaded as an example.

 After thinking for a while, the Duke of Lombardy decided to postpone the attack. In less than a meal, a poisonous plan came into being and a fire attack was launched.

 Hindered by the large defensive horses placed in front of the formation by the Praetorian Guards, it was difficult for the Lombard cavalry to approach the soldiers hiding behind and could not effectively kill the enemy. As cavalry and rushing to the battlefield in emergencies, the Lombards naturally would not carry large trebuchets and could not destroy the opponent's defenses and effectively kill the enemy without coming into contact with them.

 But for the Lombards, kerosene was an important military material they carried with them.

In the Battle of Nanguan Fort, Ward Burley's private soldiers used hundreds of cans of kerosene to greet the Welsh Army soldiers behind the fort. If the fort walls were not made of huge stones, they would have caused a lot of casualties to the legionnaires.

 The horses that blocked the Lombard cavalry were all made of wood. It only took a big fire to burn the fence in front of the Praetorian Guards to ashes. By then, the iron hooves of the Lombard cavalry will crush the position of the Praetorian Guards in one fell swoop.

 In this way, the Lombards began their conspiracy,

 Once again, the cavalry began to charge amidst the sound of the horn.

 The cavalry running at the front carried fire oil cans and was cautious throughout the process, always on guard against hidden arrows and rocks fired from the opposite side.

The native soldiers following the front row of cavalry each held a crossbow, and there were more than a dozen arrows in the quiver behind them. They will draw their bows and arrows at the moment when the fire oil jar is broken, igniting the enemy's horse.

 Once the raid is successful, the Guards Corps will have no obstruction in front of them. At that time, hundreds of cavalry will launch a unilateral massacre on the plains against the soldiers of the Guards Car Regiment.

 It is a pity that the Duke of Lombardy’s wishful thinking failed again.

 In the blink of an eye, the Lombard cavalry galloping away was less than 200 steps away from the position of the Guards Corps. According to military orders, the fire oil cans will be projected from a distance of about fifty steps in front of the enemy's formation.

 Looking at the distance getting closer and closer, the cavalryman holding the fire oil can slowly raised his right hand, intending to use inertia to throw the fire oil can away.

One hundred and seventy steps, the Lombard cavalry kicked the horse's belly hard. One hundred and fifty paces, the face behind the horse was clearly visible. One hundred and thirty paces, the opponent still did not make any move. One hundred paces, the Lombard cavalry raised the fire oil can in his hand high, ready to go. The crossbowmen who followed closely behind also drew arrows from behind and made a clang!

Dang!

Dang!

  In the blink of an eye, the sound of broken jars came from the front one after another, ringing the death knell of the Lombards' destruction. "

  What the Lombard cavalry didn't know was that during their retreat, a hundred steps away from the Guards Corps, horse nails that were almost the same color as the withered weeds had already been scattered.

 Hundreds of war horses with painful front hooves rolled over, and the huge inertia directly threw the cavalry on the horses away, and bursts of screams were heard.

Horse nails with extremely sharp tips ruthlessly penetrated the horse's hoof, penetrating the entire horse's shoe. The moment the war horse knelt down, the huge force broke its bones and tore a large gap in its flesh.

 Looking at the neighing war horses and their fallen companions on the ground, the cavalry who rushed up quickly picked up their reins and stopped their horses in the area where horse nails were scattered when their lives were hanging by a thread. Looking at the scene in front of them, everyone couldn't help but take a breath.

  Broken fire oil jars were scattered everywhere, the sticky oil exuded a pungent smell, and the air was filled with the smell of death. The sun was shining high, and the dazzling sunshine filled the earth.

  whoosh~

  whoosh~

  whoosh~

Countless arrows flying into the air pierced the dull sky, and ghostly black shadows came towards the Lombards!

 The arrow that landed instantly ignited the kerosene on the ground.

 The wounded soldier who was still lying on the ground in Aihao a moment ago was instantly surrounded by burning flames, and a rolling heat wave swept everything on the ground.

 Almost at the moment when the fire oil was ignited, bursts of crying and roaring continued to come from the flames. The soldiers wrapped in flames kept rolling on the ground. Their survival instinct made them endure the great pain and get up from the ground, and kept running towards the crowd.

 The running "Fire Man" spread among the crowd like a plague, setting fire to the armor of several guys. Then, there were screams one after another~

Slowly, the fire became more and more intense, and the billowing smoke caused by burning kerosene continued to drift towards the Lombard camp. For a time, the morale of the Lombard cavalry was in chaos.

 The thick smoke obstructed the view of the Lombard cavalry, and the burning weeds on the ground caused the fire to spread. The frightened horses panted heavily and kept raising their hooves and retreating.

 After the thick smoke, the soldiers of the Imperial Guards who had walked out of their horses were less than thirty steps away from where the cavalry was. They clung to the ground, holding swords, axes, hammers and chain spears in their hands, just waiting for an order. Gradually, the kerosene on the ground had burned out, and the ground was covered with charred bodies of men and horses. The frightened shouts from a moment ago slowly subsided, leaving behind a mess.

There were less than 700 Lombard cavalry who had retreated beyond the line of fire, including those who had narrowly escaped being burned by the fire. The horrifying scene a moment ago was still vivid in their minds, and they who were surviving the disaster were completely unaware of the danger coming. The sudden fire dampened their arrogance, and the Lombard cavalry who had retreated beyond the safety line was already in chaos.

 The Duke of Lombardy, who had already received the news, came angrily on horseback. The intense smoke made him cough loudly twice.

 Looking at the charred land and the houses everywhere in front of me, the ambition and ambition I had a moment ago disappeared in an instant.

  "Ah! You devil from hell, an insidious bastard, I will personally cut off your head!"

  The Duke of Lombardy could no longer suppress the anger in his heart and cursed.