Although the development of firearms in this world has not yet reached that level, Zuo Si can already do a lot of tricks with the simple gunpowder weapons in his hands.

As for the cannon salvo and cavalry charge, it was a classic tactic that was still used until the Napoleonic era.

The terrifying kinetic energy given by gunpowder to cannonballs can easily tear apart a tight phalanx, creating chaos and panic, and opening up gaps one after another for the high-speed moving cavalry.

"That's it! You ordered the craftsmen to build those triangular nails and grenades just for this moment!"

Hemet stood up abruptly, his eyes revealing admiration and admiration that could not be concealed.

He obviously knew very well what terrible chain reaction this tactic could have on the group charge of traditional noble knights.

You must know that noble knights are not associated with words like strict discipline.

Not only are they arrogant, but they often charge on their own without obeying orders.

This means that when they see their opponent's cavalry charging towards them, they will inevitably choose to attack and pursue them instead of attacking the infantry square as originally planned.

"Under the guidance of your wisdom and strategy, we will surely win and take over this country."

"Yes! We are willing to follow you forever until the end of our lives!"

"Long live His Majesty the King!"

"Victory will definitely belong to us!"

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As the excited shouts of several cronies in the camp spread outside, the soldiers in the entire camp became excited together.

Although they didn't know exactly what happened, they understood that the top brass must have found a way to win the war if they made such a sound.

This also means that the next battle will be certain. Not only will the probability of survival be greatly increased, but also military merits and generous rewards will be obtained.

Especially those soldiers and officers who were originally tenant farmers or serfs could obtain land and titles as long as their military exploits reached a certain level.

Although they do not have the administrative, judicial, taxation and military powers of traditional aristocrats, and the taxes they should pay cannot be less, this relatively fair and just promotion channel is something they could not even think about before.

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Therefore, many people are holding back their energy and want to use their hands to risk the future of themselves and their descendants.

They were not afraid of death at all in the face of huge interests, and they were even more loyal and full of fanatical admiration for Zuo Si, the monarch who brought about changes.

Because they knew that in this continent ruled by nobles and churches, there would be no other person willing to take such a big risk to give untouchables like themselves a chance to climb up.

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This time they will no longer fight for the interests of the nobles, but for the interests of themselves and their families.

In a word, morale can be used.

The confrontation between the two armies only lasted for five days. Zuo Si, who was the first to complete the repairs, took the initiative to signal the start of war to the other side.

The nobles, who had always been arrogant and conceited, naturally could not be cowardly, so after a brief discussion, they also set up a formation on the endless plain.

Out of the established etiquette between nobles, Duke Bram and Zuo Si met in the center of the battlefield without carrying any weapons.

Duke Bram was obviously very surprised by Zuo Si's youth. He sat on the horse with one hand on his chest and bowed slightly: "Hello, prince from a foreign country, I am Duke Bram, the leader of this coalition of nobles.

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"Hello, Your Majesty the Duke, my name is Soth, and I am the conqueror who is about to defeat you and rule this kingdom."

Zuo Si smiled and gave his name.

But before the words could be heard, another noble next to him immediately couldn't help scolding: "Despicable and arrogant outsiders! Do you think it's great that you defeated a group of country nobles? We will let you see the kingdom later.

Real power."

"Oh? Really?

So let's wait and see.

After all, I'm almost tired of hearing this kind of talk.

But so far, I haven't even met a decent opponent, which is really disappointing.

If you have nothing else to say, just go back to your respective military formations and start fighting.

Know that wasting time is a shame.

After I deal with you, I have to clear the castles one by one, and finally march to the royal capital to seize my crown and throne."

After saying that, Zuo Si deliberately left a mocking smile, then turned his horse's head and returned to his army in a defiant manner.

This naked ridicule caused the coalition nobles to explode on the spot.

"Arrogant! So arrogant! I swear I will cut off his head with my own hands!"

"No! He died so happily that it was easy for him! I will cut off his eyes, ears, nose, and lips and feed them to the dogs!"

"No, no, no, I think it's better to castrate and train him as a slave. After all, keeping this kind of person alive and constantly accepting humiliation is the best way to punish him."

"Agree! You can consider making a collar and then forcing him to lie on the ground and crawl like a dog."

Accompanied by all kinds of vicious words, the nobles quickly returned to the troops they brought with them.

As the party with superior military strength, Duke Bram did not even hesitate and immediately formed a dense shield wall for the several infantry phalanxes at the front to advance.

This is a very conventional test. On the one hand, it can test the number and scale of the opponent's long-range weapons. On the other hand, it can judge the quality of the soldiers through close combat.

As for whether these thrown chess pieces can come back alive, he doesn't care at all.

"Haha, it seems that my performance just now annoyed the other party."

Zuo Si sneered and shook his head, feeling speechless at the stupidity displayed by these nobles.

The success of such a clumsy method of provoking generals can only mean one problem, that is, there is not even a decent commander or staff officer within the coalition forces.

"Sir, do you need to use artillery to destroy these infantry phalanxes?"

An officer promoted from the bottom asked cautiously.

But before Zuo Si could answer, another officer next to him scolded: "Idiot! How many times have I told you to change your name to Your Majesty? Because after this battle, the entire kingdom will be ours."

"Ah, I'm extremely sorry, Your Majesty. I was used to it, so I often forget to change my words."

The young officer immediately lowered his head and admitted his mistake.

Glancing at the hot light in the eyes of these young people, Zuo Si's mouth twitched slightly, and he finally understood the situation when Song Taizu Zhao Kuangyin was wearing a yellow robe.

After all, as a person who is accustomed to being an emperor, he really has no interest in the title of king, and plans to establish an empire directly when the territory he controls is slightly larger.

But now it seems that even if he doesn't want to be, these men will forcibly lift him to the throne of king.

Because as this new vested interest group continues to grow, they are eager to have everything they own protected by law.

If you want to enact such a law and be widely recognized, you must first have a country and political power.

Zuo Si becoming the past is the ultimate manifestation of this process.

"Okay, now is not the time to engage in these red tapes. Let the crossbowmen prepare two rounds of volleys, and then let the several infantry phalanxes at the front meet the enemy. Remember, if the opponent is defeated, do not pursue, and immediately retreat to maintain

Defensive state."

Hemet interrupted the young officers' imagination about the future and issued the combat order on Zuo Si's behalf.

Soon, following the flags, the entire front of the military formation quickly moved into action.

When the enemy's infantry phalanx entered the shooting range, a dense rain of arrows immediately fell from the sky.

At the beginning, the infantry of the noble coalition tried to rely on the shields in their hands for cover.

But after a while, they discovered that these arrows were all heavy arrows shot from longbows, which not only had a very long range, but also had extremely strong penetrating power.

Many low-quality wooden shields without iron coating were penetrated, leaving bloody holes one after another on the arms or shoulders.

The severe pain caused these militiamen, who had not undergone strict training, to fall to the ground and scream. Their collapse immediately caused gaps in the originally tight shield wall.

When the second round of volleys came, the number of wounded in some phalanxes even reached one-fifth, and the rest began to flee to the rear.

Only those professional mercenaries wearing armor and holding relatively good quality shields managed to brave the rain of arrows and came forward, shouting battle slogans and colliding with the waiting phalanx of spears.

Suddenly, screams, wailings, the loud noise of the spear hitting the shield, and the clear sound of the wooden gun shaft breaking, all gathered together and echoed over the battlefield.

In less than five minutes, there were blood-stained corpses on the ground.

Many experienced mercenaries could not believe that this group of soldiers composed of serfs and tenant farmers were so well-equipped. They not only had leather armor and chain armor, but also half-body armor and arm guards. They were also highly trained and could

Advance or retreat in an orderly manner according to the officer's command.

The overwhelming punctures are like the god of death. Anyone who reacts slowly will be injured or stabbed to death on the spot.

After repeated trials several times and a large number of corpses left behind, the experienced mercenaries quickly came to the conclusion that they simply could not defeat the enemy on their own, so they decided to run away.

As we all know, most mercenaries are selfish and have no morals at all. They will do anything for money and to save their own lives.

Not to mention betraying teammates, stabbing them in the back is commonplace.

When the first person to take the lead in escaping appears, a chain reaction immediately begins.

In the blink of an eye, half of them broke away from contact, turned around and ran towards the direction of the noble coalition without looking back.

Some even dropped their weapons directly in order to run faster.
To be continued...