At noon, the drizzle stopped, the dark clouds dissipated, and the sky began to become clear.

After a morning of offensive, the battle for Wallonburg has become intense. The offensive and defensive sides are fighting back and forth on every street and alley.

The defense situation inside the fort is not as vulnerable as the local army said.

The Swabians had long been prepared for the outer wall to be breached, so when the outer wall was occupied by the siege enemy, the Swabians fought and retreated and set fire to the firewood and furniture piled in the streets and everything that could burn in the castle.

, the inner castle tower also kept shooting arrows, the Swabians wanted to use this to block the enemy's offensive.

Apparently they were waiting for strong reinforcements from wàiwéi.

There is a reason for the Swabian resistance...

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Four miles east of Wallonburg, a river flows through this place. There were originally regular patches of farmland on both sides of the river, but the resumption of war on the border turned this place into an endless weedy wasteland.

This is the best ferry crossing in the entire river. The river beach is very wide and the water is very shallow. People and animals can wade across the river on foot. Over the past hundred years, people and animals have trampled on it, and a natural road has been formed here.

In the flat land beside the road half a mile east of the river, more than 130 peasant soldiers near Wallonburg, wearing various armors and holding spears, daggers or hatchets and sickles, were standing in front of a Burgundian frontier baron and his twenty men.

Several lords' private soldiers gathered here and lined up to face the enemy.

More than a hundred steps on both sides of the array are two gently sloping hills of less than a hundred feet. In front of the array is a row of crude horse traps, and in front of it is an irregular horse trap that has just been dug. This should be within a dozen miles nearby.

The best battlefield to resist cavalry.

Amid the orders from the horse-riding barons and the beatings of the lord's private soldiers, the conscripted peasants and soldiers tried their best to maintain a relatively tight infantry front. They didn't know whether such a row-by-row formation would allow them to survive the coming battle.

, anyway, they just obey out of habit.

On the gentle slope of the hill opposite to hundreds of peasants and soldiers in formation, nearly forty cavalrymen with various weapons, armors, robes and uniforms stood in the withered grass.

Some of them ride majestic high-quality war horses, wearing heavy iron armor, chain mail or even plate armor, and their horses are covered with horse armor; some wear armed clothing and iron scale armor, and their horses also have a thin layer of

They have thin armor; but most of them are just light cavalry wearing light armor and thin helmets, and the war horses are only selected riding horses or military horses.

About forty cavalry and more than a hundred infantry, relying on favorable terrain and advance preparation, if they only block a group of more than fifty light cavalry, they have a good chance of winning...

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On the right wing of the cavalry formation, Felix was wearing chain mail and half plate armor captured from the Lombards. Although the tall black war horse underneath him was not equipped with horse armor, it was better than most of the other local cavalry around him.

It is considered to be in excellent condition.

The sense of superiority in Felix's heart became stronger and stronger. He stepped on the stirrups and stood up, asking Jafar, the deputy captain of the sentry team at the side: "Jafar, how are you? Have you found your confidence this time? Although

Lord Art designated us as light cavalry, but compared to these local ordinary cavalry, we are also considered heavy cavalry?"

"Master Felix, I don't have heavy cavalry in my hometown. They are too bulky and inconvenient to run long distances and harass." Jafar stuttered in reply.

"Really? That's a pity. I still like the earth-shattering momentum of heavy armored cavalry when they charge into battle. That's the battlefield that a knight dreams of~" Felix looked yearning.

"In the future, I will definitely build a powerful heavy cavalry army in Sapp, and then take them to participate in all competitions in the world. I will become the greatest knight! If the Swabian cavalry attacks in a while, I will definitely rush in.

At the front, none of you are blocking me!" Felix patted the necks of the soldiers under him, feeling very emotional.

After listening to Felix's words, Lusignan turned his horse's head and said to Felix: "Master Felix, Lord Ater has repeatedly said that no one is allowed to act as a hero on the battlefield. Have you forgotten?"

"I didn't forget, I didn't forget~ I just said to charge forward and lead the formation, I didn't mean to leave the formation without permission~" Felix said with a smile.

While several people were talking, Angus rode back to the right-wing sentries.

"Critical battle situation!" The Angus people arrived before they could say anything.

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Three miles east of the ferry blocking position, a Swabian army of more than sixty riders was galloping towards them.

This cavalry was not the light cavalry of more than fifty cavalry as the local army said, but a powerful cavalry team composed of twenty light cavalry and forty-five heavy cavalry.

There are three swallow-tailed heraldic flags in the cavalry. It is obvious that three quasi-nobles who are about to become knights are leading troops to help Wallonburg.

Behind this cavalry team, there is also a temporary cavalry camp. In the camp are a larger number of cavalry riding horses and mules and donkeys carrying weapons and armor.

More than sixty people rode in two columns on the muddy road after the rain, sending up mud all over the sky.

There were several light cavalry on each side of the cavalry team to explore the road and stand guard and guard.

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"The situation has changed. The Swabian cavalry that came to support Wallonburg is not fifty light cavalry. They have light cavalry, but more of them are heavy armored cavalry! There are about seventy people in number, and the friendly sentries have not yet arrived.

The scouts were driven away if they got close to the sentries, so they didn't have time to find out the number of enemy cavalry and their armament." Angus simply briefed the cavalry of the sentry team on the unexpected battle situation.

"Sir Angus, if there are fifty light cavalry, we can still use infantry to delay and block them, but more than sixty heavy cavalry can crush us with a wall charge. It is impossible for us to stop it. Retreat first? Wait for an opportunity.

Let’s fight again and see if we can barely hold off the enemy’s reinforcements by relying on relative flexibility.” Lusignan, who was experienced in cavalry combat, suggested retreating and waiting for opportunities.

"The military order given to us by Your Excellency is to assist the friendly forces to hold off the Swabian reinforcements no matter what, and to maintain a stable rear wing for the Walloonborg battlefield so that the army can attack the city with peace of mind. Besides, it is too late to retreat now, let alone say that.

Is there any chance that this river can hold back the enemy soldiers? What about the group of peasant soldiers below? They can't outrun the cavalry~" Angus rejected Lusignan's suggestion, although it might be a good idea.

"If the enemy's cavalry is as powerful as you said, then we can expect this improvised cavalry and peasant soldiers to delay the resistance? Your Excellency only has this few cavalry seeds." Of course Lusignan was reluctant to let the hard-working cavalry be built.

The Sentinels faced a fight to the death.

"But it's too late to report to your lord now. It would be better if they have captured Wallonburg and can hold on to the city. If our army is still attacking the city, once these heavy cavalry are sent across the river to attack the rear line, what do you want our troops to do?

Is the army destroyed?" Angus didn't know yet that Walloon Castle's outer wall had been broken. He could only consider it from the perspective of the entire battlefield and insisted on delaying enemy reinforcements to buy time for the siege army.

Apparently Angus was not the only one who had overall battlefield thinking. Several high-ranking commanders of the local army also thought like Angus. After receiving the order, they also defended the pass to fend off enemy reinforcements.

"Commanders of the cavalry, Your Majesty the Baron has ordered you to go down for an emergency military meeting." The baron from the frontier of the Burgundy county who was leading the army sent his attendants to summon the cavalry commanders for an emergency military meeting.

Angus galloped towards the infantry position, and the other cavalry leaders followed...

After a while, a group of cavalry commanders returned to the hill, led dozens of cavalry down the hill, and went around to the west of the hill to hide.

The infantry camp also changed its formation under the command of the baron. The peasant soldiers who were originally used as cannon fodder in the front line were replaced. The baron placed the lord's private soldiers in front who were slightly better equipped, stronger in combat power, and slightly more disciplined.

In the formation, those peasant soldiers with long weapons and simple armors were placed in the middle. The weakest and least well-armed peasant soldiers were placed in the back formation, and the dozen or so gongnu soldiers continued to be at the end.

Judging from the change of formation, this baron is indeed planning to fight to the death...

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In March, the rain is sparse and the wind is violent.

The drizzle that had fallen all morning had just stopped, and the biting cold wind began to rage again.

In the blocking position by the river, the local troops on the eastern border of Burgundy were waiting in a relatively tight formation to await the arrival of the Swabian cavalry team from the east.

While the soldiers were shivering in the wind, a roar of war horses was heard, and the ground beneath their feet seemed to be shaking slightly.

Half a mile to the east, the shadow of the Swabian cavalry team was already faintly visible. The large cavalry team stopped half a mile away, and they sent a light cavalry squad to patrol around the battlefield.

The Swabian Hussars sent out sentries across the battlefield and rode their horses more than 200 steps in front of the infantry formation. A white-faced, brown-haired Swabian Hussars with green eyes shouted in broken Burgundian: "Get out of the way, otherwise

Iron hoofs will crush your bones!!"

On the infantry array side, the soldiers looked at the intercepting battlefield commander on the other side of the horse.

The Frontier Baron glanced at the soldiers who were all looking at him, and gave a few instructions to an attendant beside him. The attendant left the formation and walked around the horse to the front of the infantry formation. He turned his back to the Swabian cavalry and lifted up his skirt.

The two buttocks covered with scars swayed from side to side.

There was a burst of laughter and cheers from the infantry formation.

The Swabian light cavalry was insulted, cursed a few times, turned their horses and returned to the cavalry group.

After a while, the horn of charge sounded from the east. More than sixty light and heavy cavalry began to rush toward the infantry position at high speed.

The distance between the two sides is getting closer and closer, and the sound of war horses stepping on the ground blows in the face with the cold wind, impacting the fragile eardrums of the infantry. The vibration of the earth makes the infantry's legs begin to tremble~

The baron and several attendants took a few steps back and shouted loudly: "Steady! Steady!!"

The natural disadvantage of infantry against cavalry stems from people's instinctive fear of powerful force. Looking at a city wall composed of tall horses and heavy armored cavalry rushing towards them, not to mention a group of peasant soldiers who have just put down their farm tools, even if they are well-trained

It is impossible for the elite soldiers to be completely unafraid - panic began to appear in the infantry formation. The peasant soldiers who were in the middle and rear were the first to waver. Several peasant soldiers holding sickles and flails began to retreat step by step in an attempt to squeeze out of the camp.

Run back.

The baron waved to the attendant beside him, and the attendant drew his sword and struck the horse to come to the peasant soldier who had just squeezed out of the formation, raised his hand and cut him to the ground with a sword.

"Escape from the battle, behead immediately!!" the baron shouted loudly.

The soldiers immediately calmed down and prepared for the impact of the heavy cavalry.

At the head of the formation, more than twenty private soldiers of the lord holding spears positioned their spears at the end, tilting the spear tip upwards, holding the spear shaft tightly with both hands. The soldiers' Adam's apples squirmed, and they looked around nervously, trying to gain a sense of security from the soldiers around them, but

The fear on the face of the waiter next to me was no less than my own.

The distance of half a mile was only a blink of an eye for the cavalry. Sixty horses carrying heavily armored soldiers rumbled towards the infantry formation and had already advanced one hundred and fifty steps.

"Gong Nu Hands!!!" the baron gave the order, and a dozen arrows flew over the infantry formation towards the approaching enemy cavalry. The arrows fell on the armored cavalry, and most of them were bounced away by the armor. Only one or two arrows were deflected by the armor.

Fortunately, one shot hit the war horse, causing the cavalry formation to become slightly disorganized.

However, the hastily laid horse traps caused the enemy cavalry in the front row to knock down seven or eight horses, and the riders on the horses were also thrown away. The horses whose hoofs were not broken stood up and continued to charge under the control of the cavalry.

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"Welcome the enemy to attack!!!"
To be continued...