Carter Lannis saw such a battle for the first time.

The huge lineup of more than 300 knights, even the edge of the defense did not touch, and it was defeated.

Until the end, they were not able to enter the 50-meter range, which was the firing line of the musketeer drawn by His Highness, and only when the 50-meter line was crossed, all were allowed to fire.

The four guns contained the opponent hard-hitting near the 100-meter line.In the range of one hundred and fifty to a hundred meters, there are twenty or so corpses lying in the middle of a hundred and eight, and these people, like themselves, are skilled knights, otherwise they could not still control the rapid advance of the horses in the roar of artillery fire.

Carter was glad he wasn’t one of them.He vaguely felt that the future war would be very different, and that Roland Wimbledon, who had such a powerful power, would soon go before the throne.

After a small number of people in the First Army saw the fierce battlefield, there were adverse reactions such as dizziness and vomiting, but because they were not close hand-to-hand combat, the sense of shock and deterrence brought by artillery killing the enemy was less than killing the enemy with the blade, and the symptoms of the reaction were not serious.Carter singled out a group of hunters who were used to seeing their remains and blood from the team to collect the bodies of the war dead and search for those who were still alive.

The sun gradually fell into the mountains, and Carter looked at the blood-red sky and the jays ringing in the distant woods, and suddenly he felt a glimmer of swarves.

The age of the knights is over.

...

Duke Ryan has not yet been able to return to God.

He did not understand how to lose, obviously the line of defense as thin as a cic dick, as long as a gentle stab can run through, but the knights like the devil like they saw the devil scattered and fled.He could not even blame others, for the best knights at the front were the elite knights under him.

The guard cut down a few people so that the gathered mercenaries could avoid the duke's position, but that was all, no matter how he roared, he could not close the defeated subordinates.In desperation, the Duke of Osmond Lane had to retreat with people, and this retreat was nearly ten miles.

It was not until the night that the duke chose a place near the banks of the river to set up camp, and the separated knights and mercenaries came closer to the torch, but most of them were still unaccounted for.To make matters worse, the freemen did not hesitate to drop their carts and food, so tonight they had to kill a few horses to serve as military food.

In the largest tent in the camp, the five nobles gathered together and looked palely at the Duke of Lane, whose face was no better.

Who can tell you what new weapons they are using?Far away from the bow, and it is not like a stone-throwing machine that can see the stone thrown," he said, looking at Renn Meade, "you were at the forefront, did you see anything?"

"My lord, I... don't know," said Ryan, holding his head, "only to hear the roar of the roar, they fell in batches, especially the last ring, and the knight who rushed to the first place suddenly hit an invisible wall, and I saw a shock in his body, and his head and arms were divided, just like..."

“Is it a witch?”The Count of the Elk murmurs.

"Impossible," said the duke, frowned, "my knights are wearing stones of divine punishment, and the witch could not have hurt them at all."Have you not played with witches, and what is the difference between them and ordinary women in front of the stone?”

"Yes, my lord," said Ren, suddenly remembering something, "before hearing the loud noise, I saw in their line a few things like carts, with huge iron pipes on them, which could see red light and smoke."

“The iron?Red and Smoke?Isn't that a bucket?"The Count of the Elk wondered.

Of course, the duke knew what the cassette was, and only the nobles of the royals used it in the great celebration, and now the lords everywhere would basically prepare one or two.There are a pair of bronze buckets in his castle, which can be blown after putting in the snow powder.But the sound was too far away from today’s eye-catching thunder.

"The cavalry will not tear the knight apart," said the Earl of Honeysuckle, "whatever the prince uses, we have lost, what shall we do next?"

The Duke of Lane glanced at him with displeasure, and the word defeat seemed particularly harsh to him, "We have not yet failed," he stressed, "the unfavorableness of a battle cannot change the final result."As long as I return to the fortress, I can recruit another team and cut off the trade on the Redwater River.Without food supplements, the border town cannot last for a month.As long as he dared to bring out the villagers, my knight would be able to crush him from the side and back.”

Victory will eventually belong to himself, he thought, but the losses suffered are not at all a small town can make up for... It is almost impossible to win the North.Damned!If you can catch Roland Wimbledon, you must break his body.

"But, my lord, the fleet on the Redwater River comes not only from the long song fortress, but also the ships of Liuye Town, Dragon Ridge and Red Water City, if all cut down, will it not be..."

"I bought it all, and if they pay, they'll sell it to everybody."The duke said coldly, "Go back to the tent and go to bed, and leave tomorrow morning."The knight with the horse moves with us, and whoever does not have a horse, stay and lead the mercenaries.”

The night could not march, and even though the four princes were going to pursue, starting at dawn, the first to encounter were the mercenaries left behind.He thought that even if this waste broke, it could give himself a lot of time.

The next day the duke did not receive news of the prince's catch-up, and in order to confirm it, he sent his cronies to expand the scope of the investigation, and the same was true.This made him a little relieved, probably the new weapons and stone-throwing machine is generally difficult to move, can only be used in defense wartime.By a group of miners with wooden sticks alone, the prince did not dare to move lightly.

By three o'clock in the afternoon, the duke ordered the knights to stop advancing and wait for the people who were walking behind them to follow.Near the dusk, the mercenaries and the free people continued to catch up with the cavalry.The people were busy again, and they made a tent.

As long as it is past this night, tomorrow he will be able to reach the long song fortress up to the three-foot blue stone wall for hundreds of people like Tianyan, even if the other side has a long range of new weapons, he can also use the stone throw machine behind the wall to counterattack.He will count this with the prince.

But what was somewhat uncomfortable to Duke Lane was that he always felt like he was being stared at all the way today.

Probably an illusion, he thought, too nervous himself.

The next morning the duke was awakened by the sound of the gunfire.

When he rushed out of the tent, he found that everyone was holding the head and the mouse, and from time to time there was mud and blood splashing up, looking to the west, and the "militia" wearing standard leather armor lined up in a straight line and standing quietly outside the camp.In the roar of the ear, there was only one thought in the Duke's head, and how did they catch up?

Why didn't the knight in charge of the investigation find the chaser yesterday?

“Princess, go away!”The guard brought a horse and shouted.

Osmon Lane realized from the dazed that he turned over and followed the guard to the east.Not long after they left the camp, however, they saw another identical force.

The same standard leather armour, holding a strange short stick in his hand, was arranged in a neat row, and even the expression looked the same.

Immediately afterwards, the duke heard a very rhythmic sound from the opposite side, and the troops of His Royal Highness of the Prince stepped in a neat step towards him.(Not finished.If you like this work, you are welcome to start the project, your support, is my biggest motivation.