Conquer the Dawn of Heaven

The knight, a representative of powerful power, has formed an indissoluble bond with France since the birth of this huge group.

Whether it is from the time of inheriting Charlemagne, Norman ’s expedition into England, or the collision of faith between the three kings and Saladin, or the long centuries of war decades ago, regardless Whether it was once a glorious or bleak defeat, a large group of knights participated in all kinds of battles that determined the fate of France.

Even the **** tragedy of Agincourt, which had paid countless prices, failed to erase the formidable shadow of the knight.

When they launched the offensive, no one could deny that they were still the most formidable force on the battlefield until the firearm appeared.

Charlene ’s charge was decisive and resolute. Although he vaguely saw signs of chaos on Apio, he could not have any illusions about this chaos. On the contrary, it only made him decide to attack earlier. This is because he saw hesitation and trembling in the eyes of those knights.

Obviously, those people pin their hopes on the accidents that may happen to Apio Mountain, which makes them involuntarily choose to wait.

However, Charlene could not put all hope on an accident or a fluke. He knew that once the situation that they hoped for did not appear on Mount Appio, the knights who had been hesitant because of disappointment might lose face to the enemy. And the courage to die.

So Charlene chose to attack without hesitation!

The heavy horse's four hoofs stepped on the ground, the spear was already pointing forward, and the flag attached to the spear tip fluttered as the war horse progressed. Take a breath, then urge the horse to rush down the hillside!

Looking at the archers in the distant hills, and the figure of the phalanx with the musket in the shadow of the front of the phalanx, Xiaerlun spit out a prayer in his mouth.

He knew that this might be the last charge in his life. In the face of his infantry, archers, and even a large number of musketeers, Charlene did not know if he still had the opportunity to rush to the enemy. The painful lesson of the French knights in Agincourt, although still unable to stop the advancement of the French knights, is it not the French or their enemies, but they already know that the face of the French knights with a solid defense bow Danger, not to mention that if there are more enemies and the defense is more stable, the impact of such enemies will pay a greater price.

"We just rushed over!" Charlene did not know whether to shout to himself or to the knights who followed him. When their horses began to trot forward at a neat pace, the French chanted a high chant !

Hearing this song, both sides of the battlefield couldn't help but rejuvenate, because everyone knew the terrible knight charge was about to begin.

Alexandria, who had just been brought back to Mount Apio by Pagasos, also heard the song. Although he did not know what would happen next, he knew that it was definitely not what he wanted to see.

The horse in front was no longer able to run, and when someone on the face finally waved the flag suddenly to block its sight, out of instinctive fear made it unable to slow down under his feet, and at this moment, Pagasos rushed Go up.

Alexander could n’t remember how he came down from the horse, or simply said he was pulled directly from the horse. Two powerful and powerful hunting guards swooped up from the side, just before Alexander had time to speak out. The two fell from the horse immediately.

When he climbed up with the help of the hunting guards, he saw that he was standing upright, and was desperately ready to lie down on the back of the horse, Alexander said with a ugly face. People's cold words: "castrated it."

At this moment, the singing sounded.

Alexander turned back suddenly, he did not know that the song actually foreshadowed the French charge, but this did not prevent him from noticing the changes that occurred on Rocca di Pas, when he saw the French flag gathered on the top of the opposite mountain When he started to move, he immediately realized that things were not good.

Alexander looked down the road on the other side of the mountain. He had seen Constantine running forward with the Swiss, but obviously they could not have stopped the French desperate offensive.

How to stop the French, or how to stop that Charlene?

Although Alexander was unclear whether Charlene was among the French who were preparing to charge, as long as he thought of the stubborn, almost madman-like sense of honor of the French knights, he felt that Charlene should be stopped unless it was used. Cannon shelled his head!

Suddenly Alexander's heart moved, and suddenly looked back at the several cannons that had been beaten by Pagasos as obstacles. At this time, the muzzles of those cannons were vaguely facing the direction of the opposite Roca di Pass.

"Carlo, go find some captives who can use the cannon," Alexander commanded and hurried to the artillery. He saw Carlo, who was still dumbfounded at the command, and immediately waved his arm hard. "Let us Come for a shot! "

"Adult, who are we going to fight?" Carlo asked in amazement. He couldn't help but looked in the direction of the artillery aim, and he was a little confused for a while.

"No matter who it is," Alexander had no time to explain at this time. He looked at the Frenchman who was slowly moving down the slope. He knew that if the knights wanted to attack, they must first have a more open land, but Obviously there is no such terrain on the slopes of Rocca di Pas, so they need to expand the queue while moving earlier. When they can be fully arranged into a queue with sufficient width, that is, they will initiate a formal charge It's time.

The time is so short, the French cavalry is constantly shunting towards the ends of the queue. Obviously, these French who wear pride as armor outside will not give up their honor even if they know that they are in danger, or that honor has become a prisoner for them. The chains of this chain are gradually tightening, and the last thing waiting for them is to break their throats by this chain.

Constantine ran forward frantically, not because of his deep affection for Charlene, but because he knew that this possible future heir to Savoy was important to his father, or to his family.

If Charlene had an accident outside the city of Rome, and now the son of the Duke of Savoy, who appeared to be frail and sick, died prematurely, then the Rovere family might be facing a family who had no affection for their family. Heir.

Constantine's forehead was sweating constantly, even if it was a cold winter and a horse running constantly, but his attempt to break into the battlefield was obviously not easy to achieve, when he took his guard just over As we climbed up some rough mountain roads, we found that a group of their coalition soldiers had blocked them.

The sound of the horn sounded almost insignificantly on the fork in front. Constantine saw the flag raised from among the trees and saw the team aiming at their coalition with bows and arrows.

To Constantine's surprise, the familiar flag of the coalition soldiers, looking at the mighty lion above, Constantine groaned from the bottom of his heart: "Why the Venetian!"

In the long history, if there is a natural enemy in Genoa, it must be Venice!

Hundreds of years of grievances even made the descendants of both sides deeply imprinted with hatred from the bones. When he saw the memorable lion flag, Constantine immediately pulled out the sword without hesitation!

"Venetian!"

Constantine's cry instantly ignited the fire that was originally triggered by both sides. With a dull bowstring trembling, a guard beside Constantine screamed and fell off. At the same time, Constantine had brandished his sword and was approaching A Venetian who was on the face recently chopped off.

The battle unfolded in an instant. Constantine ’s sword pierced into the opponent ’s stomach almost as soon as the Venetian raised his arms to resist. With the forceful stirring, the long sword was pulled out and the young knight had urged the horse to cross the bush .

A powerful horseshoe kicked on the chest of an archer, and the chest collapsed in an instant, while Constantine's spear in the other hand had already slammed the group of archers with the charge of the horse.

The Venetians and Genoese, these two waves can never be melted like water and oil, and like fire and oil, the power of burning flames as soon as they touch a little bit collides with each other.

Constantine saw a Venetian officer, and the man's armor, which was more colorful and gorgeous than others, immediately caught his attention.

Seeing the eye-catching red hat tassel on the flat round helmet above the man's head, Constantine raised his spear.

The man obviously also noticed Constantine, or the mark of the tree shield pattern on his rifle.

The Venetian grabbed the sword body and hilt horizontally with both hands wearing iron gloves, and then smashed it down hard.

This provocative action angered Constantine. He recovered his arm slightly and clamped his rifle under his arm. With a roar from behind the mask, he urged the warhorse to charge the Venetian standing on the ground. .

The heavy spear pierced the enemy almost with a whistle, and the sharp spear pierced the enemy with terrible power under the leadership of the mount!

But the imaginary situation that directly penetrated the enemy's body did not appear.

What surprised Constantine was that the Venetian, who seemed to be facing him, suddenly erected his sword cunningly, and although he was wearing armor, he still smashed the spear with the sword and flexibly jumped away. Constantine ’s offense was not only blocked, but the Venetian quickly grabbed the sword backwards and used his strength to strike the long hand towards the Constantin ’s horse's flanks that were about to rush past him. Go down.

Slender and sturdy gauntlets smashed a deep blood trough on a smooth horse covered with sweat. As blood splattered the horse and screamed, Constantine was directly lifted from the horse's back.

The muffled noise of the armor hitting the ground and the violent collision of the head and neck caused Constantine to let out a dull cry. His body was rolling on the ground while slamming the armor, but when he finally stopped, he found Because of the pain in the body and the weight of the armor, it was impossible to move the body.

When he tried to struggle to stand up, there was suddenly a scream of obvious Venetian accent around him, and then he felt his body pressed tightly, and then a violent blow from the helmet made Constantine scream.

Fortunately, at this time, he also heard the shouting of his guards, and at the same time there were collisions of weapons and screams of pain everywhere.

Constantine felt someone help him while calling his name. After exhausting his energy, he finally struggled to get up. At this time, he realized through a crooked helmet mask that he was surrounded by him A group of Swiss holding axe spears of varying lengths.

And his guard was clinging to his side, and then he was chopping down the Venetian who drove him off and was chopping down a soldier.

Constantine tried to find his sword, but the pain from his legs made him know that he might be injured, and the bodies of the two Venetians who were still on the ground and kept bleeding Panicked, he knew that if the rescuers were slowing down a little bit, the two Venetian archers might have pryed away his armor and slaughtered him like a crab with an open lid.

The Venetian archers on the opposite side were retreating quickly. For them, such a close distance was too dangerous, and Constantine's army was so messy that the whole team was running all the way and could not organize to attack the enemy.

Except for the few soldiers who had been mixed with each other and slashed and then separated immediately, the two sides faced each other through a large bush, the nose smelled of pungent blood and choking dust, and the mouth kept breathing tightly. Pairs of eyes stare at each other closely, looking at the sharp arrows that can hear the bowstring tremor, and the spear that can poke through his body in a blink of an eye, the stiff air makes everyone feel like pain in the throat Rough pant like an intense.

Constantine stared at the Venetian with a red hat on his head opposite him. From the table, he was not only sure that the man was not an ordinary mercenary, but more importantly, the opponent's skillful sword skills impressed him ~ www .ltnovel.com ~ In particular, the opponent's skill in using the sword body gauntlets to stab the warhorse made him vaguely guess the identity of the opponent.

Constantine clenched his long sword in iron gloves, his eyes fixed on everything around him, and he was more of a general than a knight.

The two parties that were originally due to the chaotic confrontation are slowly gathering. The Venetians are afraid of the enemy rushing to try to retreat slowly, but the Genoese are constantly threatened by bows and arrows because they are afraid of pulling the distance.

The atmosphere became more tense, and Constantine saw the Venetian officer on the opposite side pose again with his hands holding the sword and raised it up, his breathing accelerated, and his eyes quickly swept around.

Just when the Venetian seemed to send a signal to the men around him, and Constantine was also preparing to issue an offensive order, suddenly a huge roar suddenly sounded from the direction of the peak of Apio!

Immediately afterwards, several loud but deafening loud noises followed one after another!

Constantine looked back in amazement. When he saw the smoke rising from the top of the mountain, he couldn't help but stunned and said to himself, "My God, how did you fire the gun?"