Conquer the Dawn of Heaven

The dazzling sunlight showed a rosy brilliance, and when this brilliance was reflected in people's eyes, it was first a strangely bright and magnificent, and then it would make people dark.

Calgino was like this now. He closed his eyes to let himself adjust and then opened it again, but the still dazzling light on the hill made him see nothing.

Calgino frowned. He didn't like this sudden sense of daze, which made him worried that if an enemy army rushed down the mountain at this time, it might be a disaster.

But he quickly put aside this idea, because he knew that although the idea was indeed terrible, as long as his army did not cross the creek, even if there was such a danger, it was not a concern.

After waiting for the Genoese to cross the river completely, Calgino believed that even if Alexander could actually hide an army on that hill, he would not panic because of this.

"grown ups?"

An entourage whispered a reminder that he noticed that Calgino seemed a little lost for a while.

"Order to cross the river," Calgino whispered. He didn't want his men to see what was wrong with him, but after a little thought, he continued to order "Let the left wing speed up and tell them the Montina cavalry. It ’s all on the right, so do n’t shy away from fear of being attacked. "

The entourage glanced at Calgino slightly, knowing that although his general was a little arrogant, he would not easily ridicule his men in such a blatant manner, and what he said now was obviously due to his unusual focus on the left.

The entourage couldn't help looking at the left side of the entire team when he conveyed the order, because the tall bushes could not see anything strange at all, which made him nervous.

"Don't worry, maybe nothing will happen." Calgino sensed the uneasiness of his followers. He pinched his feet under his horse and raised his hand slowly.

Because the whole team caused a noise with his gesture, all officers looked at the flag in front of Calgino's team.

The flag tilted forward as Calgino's arm fell. This action caused a sharp horn.

"It's starting," a Genoese officer murmured vaguely, and then he patted the shoulder of the flag bearer next to him, "Let's go."

The flag began to move, and with the heavy footsteps of countless feet falling on the ground, a thin layer of smoke was lifted on the ground.

The Genoese army moved down the **** slightly towards the river, and at their feet, the plumes of smoke were blown away by the wind and scattered around.

The slightly cool breath in the early morning seemed to be getting hotter, and the disturbing atmosphere of this hot heat spread across the river and faced the opposite side.

Alexander saw the rising smoke, and he knew it was brought by the Genoese when he moved forward.

"Don't they want to cross the river like this?"

A hunting guard whispered, but his words were still heard by Alexander.

Alexander turned back slightly to look at the hunting guard, and then beckoned to him: "Come and tell you how you think the Genoese will cross the river?"

The hunting guard was stunned, but the horse hurried to Alexander.

"Master, don't they just send a team to cross the river and occupy a place on the river bank before the brigade crosses the river? Are they afraid that we will attack while they cross the river?"

Alexander looked at this hunting guard with interest, because as a consul, many Agries were more willing to call his lords, especially the earliest Agris who came out with him. same.

"So tell me, why do you think he dared take this risk?"

Alexander's rhetorical question made the soldier stunned. He looked puzzlingly in the direction of the Genoese, then shook his head in doubt.

A sudden horn sounded suddenly, and Alexander immediately turned his head to hear the sound. He was a little surprised to find that a team of Genoese was quickly flowing through the river from the direction of the enemy's left wing. In such a short time, most people have reached the center of the river.

"Calgino." Alexander whispered. He looked at the other side of the river again. Then he exhaled gently and sighed again, "Genoese."

A quick trumpet sounded from the right wing of the Montina, and the faint horn sounded inexplicable to the hearers.

This is a signal that the Montina army has taken over the enemy. The sound of the horn means that the battle has finally broken out.

Sure enough, at the moment when the trumpet just fell, although the first burst was not tidy enough, the unusually loud gunshots immediately followed, and with the clearly discernible continuous two rows of gunshots, a burst of smoke also followed the position The right rose.

"This is the answer," Alexander said to the people around him. "Kargino did not send an advance team because he wanted to lead us to the river."

Alexander's voice had just fallen, and a more intense gunshot had sounded on the right wing, and people with good ears could hear bursts of cry from this gunshot.

"As he wished." Alexander raised his hand, and as he moved, the trumpeter immediately raised his trumpet "Go forward!"

Watching Montina's flag finally moved, Calgino finally took a sigh of relief. He looked at the hill again, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

He had paid attention to the hill from the beginning. Although he did not know what was there, he firmly believed that Alexander should be arranged there. Now that he saw Montina finally started to move, Calgino finally let go.

"You know, this is the real beginning," Calgino said to his side, and then ordered "Go forward, this will be the grave of the Montina!"

Dan Fu spit in the palm of his hand, and then wrapped it tightly with a thick cloth strip.

Seeing his movements, some soldiers quickly followed this way.

"Tighten up, know that blood will be slippery on your hands, then you won't be able to hold your weapon," Dan Fu said to the soldier next to him while he was doing it, and then he grabbed the half of the pestle on the ground The long-handled hand axe made a random circle in the air, "Listen, when you start, don't worry about whether you can kill people, as long as you can hit the first one."

Dan Fu's words made some people feel a little dry in their throats, but with the trumpet and Dan Fu's "Go!" Roar, everyone took the habit of taking the horn sound.

Calgino had never heard that kind of horn, it was a signal with a melody that he was very unfamiliar with, and in his eyes, the army of Montina opposite was walking like a dance with that melody. I felt that some funny steps began to come towards them.

Calgino opened his lips slightly, and the left-wing infantry he sent before finally mobilized the entire Montina formation. As the whole Montina moved, the hill was gradually hidden behind them.

Calgino believed that even if there was an entire cavalry ambushing on the mountain, it had already lost its due role because it was blocked by the Montina's own formation.

This made him feel that he no longer needed to care about what happened to the left wing. What he was paying attention to now was the enemy that was about to contact him.

The surface of the river is not wide, and the water below the knee can only be said to be a stream.

The Genoese striker has stepped into the river, and the cool water makes many people feel comfortable and can't help splashing more water on their bodies.

Then they vaguely saw the rows of muzzles on the opposite side.

There are not many muskets in the Montina army, perhaps less than one-third of the whole army, but Alexander can guarantee that his army is definitely the army with the highest proportion of muskets in this era.

When the gunshots sounded, many Genoese did not react. Some of them knew the power of the musket, but some did not think that the Montina could threaten themselves at this distance.

So when some soldiers couldn't help but stop, the soldiers in the back could not help pushing forward and trying to move on.

There was a brief congestion on the river, but it was only a brief congestion.

When the gunshots sounded, some people's bodies suddenly twitched as if they were sick. Their bodies were suddenly hit by something invisible. The blood from the burst wounds directly splashed on the people next to them.

A Genoese soldier howling without stopping, he didn't know what hit him, before he had only heard of the horror of a musket, and he preferred to believe the sword in his hand.

But now with a loud noise, he first felt as if he was being dragged by half of his body, and then he was horrified to find that not only his weapon was missing, even his entire right hand disappeared in an instant.

The broken bone spurs that were spent under his forearm could not shake in front of him. The Genoa people felt the pale bones with their left hands. When the fingertips were cut by sharp bone spurs and a tingling came, this Genoa talent began Cries of fear and madness.

"Don't stop, move on!" An officer roared loudly and couldn't stop coughing. He felt his chest tight and surprising. When he felt the bumps on the breastplate, the officer forcibly drew a cross on his chest, then raised his sword and gasped at the hesitant soldiers, screaming, "rush up, they dare to drive away in the distance Gun, let us teach these cowards in the past! "

The Genoese shouted, and the previously hit teams began to form a dense formation towards the other side of the small stream.

"With just a little bit, we can teach them with our crossbow!"

A crossbowman shouted and took off the long crossbow from his back. At the same time, he reached out and patted his companion.

It was a sword shield soldier holding a huge shield. Compared with the round shield used by the crossbowmen to defend, these sword shield soldiers were their support.

They will use their huge shields to form a tight formation when the crossbowmen are filling the crossbows, and a notch is deliberately dug above the shields to provide the crossbowmen with enough shooting positions.

The swords and shields started to move forward. They knew that it was dangerous. Maybe a new round of muskets would hit them head-on, but their shields gave them more courage.

Even in the creek where the steps are not smooth, the sword shield soldiers are still quickly arranged, they are close to each other, and even in the river, a dense formation is formed in a dense formation.

There are only a dozen steps, and as long as you get closer to a dozen steps, the Genoese can step on the river bank. The next step is to let those Montina who dare to shoot from the opposite distance know the power of the frightening Genoa crossbow!

You can already feel the upward **** at your feet, continue to move forward, and you will soon be able to cross the stream.

The people around Calgino smiled. They thought it was too simple. Although they believed that the Montina people should not be defeated so easily, they believed that as long as their army was ashore, it was enough. Lay the victory.

Calgino's eyes had moved to the left of the Montina at this time. He did not know when the Alexandria Congress would dispatch his cavalry.

He was wary of those Bohemians, thinking that they had even fought against the Milan cavalry without failing, which made it impossible to wonder whether Alexander was going to make any bold moves.

"Order the right wing to always pay attention to Montina's cavalry," Calgino whispered. "If a Bohemian is found," he paused and gave the order slowly. "Don't attack at will, order the right wing to form a defensive formation."

"Adult, if you don't stop them, Montina's cavalry might harass our entire front right," an officer said with some concern. "And this is a very bad thing. Some people will say that you dare not dare to fight the enemy. Cavalry confrontation. "

Hearing the words of his men, Calgino's eyes turned to the team that was about to step on the beach.

"What I want is to defeat Gombre. As long as I can defeat him, I don't care if everyone will be treated as a coward," Calgino reached out to the other side. "My goal is there, as long as I beat that person, any slander It will only be an ornament to accompany my victory. "

As a pair of wet feet stepped on the land on the river beach, an instant mud was brought up.

A Genoese shouted, and he felt like he was just getting out of it. The feeling of no **** at his feet made him wave his shield with excitement.

A whine of "Bah" suddenly came, and the sword shield soldier instinctively put the shield forward.

A shocking shock made the shield in his hand tremble, and at the same time the shield came with a crackling sound from the projectile shot.

"Defend the formation!" The officers in the line roared, watching the screams because someone was hitting the shield from time to time because of the lack of tight shields.

"Won." Calgino whispered softly. He felt that some were too simple and some were too boring. The original thought of a tragic battle was so boring.

The Montina army is still shooting, and Calgino has noticed that they are using an alternate shooting method to maintain the shooting speed, which is actually similar to the method of the Genoese crossbowmen.

But Calgino also noticed the range of the musket, which was much longer than the crossbow.

So far the crossbowmen haven't had time to shoot, but the opposing musketeers have fired three or four rounds?

Calgino felt that this should be a noteworthy place.

Maybe the crossbow is really going to be replaced by a musket?

He felt he should pay more attention to the musket after this battle.

As for the battle in front of him, Calgino felt that there was a finale.

His army has landed, he does not think that the Montina can persevere when facing a frontal charge, and may be able to resist a little, but the next step is undoubtedly shaking and defeat.

As for Montina's cavalry, Calgino looked at the enemy's left wing. He didn't understand why Alexander hadn't sent his cavalry by this time.

It seems to be responding to his doubts. Soon after the first Genoese team boarded the beach, the right wing of Genoa was also close to the beach. At this moment, Calgino saw the smoke rising from Montina's left wing.

The Geno officer of the team leader had been nervously watching the shadowy figure behind the left wing of Montina, not far from the beach. He knew that it should be the Bohemians.

Suddenly, he saw that the swaying figures in the distance began to spread quickly, and then the bursts of vibration from the ground let him know what happened.

"Form a formation!"

The officer's command, the trumpeter's horn, and the clash of the soldiers and weapons collided through the river instantly, and the Genoese team quickly moved closer to the center.

The Bohemian figure appeared. They blew their whistle and shook their sabers. Some of them were still skimming towards the Genoese immediately.

Batch after batch, the Bohemians quickly passed from the side of the Genoese formation, some boldly even rushed directly into the gap between the formations, and rushed quickly near the Genoese.

The muffled sound of the crossbow suddenly sounded, and the large tent crossbow arrows flew towards those Bohemians who were too close. As the horses screamed, several unlucky eggs fell into the arrow, which made other Bohemians finally dare Too close.

"Dense formations, advance." The officer commanded loudly while glaring angrily at the Bohemians who were still harassing nearby, which made him finally curse angrily "Go forward, since they are not coming, we Go kill all the savages from the south! "

The country folks from the south said that the Aggris were naturally, this sentence caused a lot of Genoa to coax.

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They firmly believed that in addition to shooting from a distance, they could scare them away if they showed weapons to the countrymen in close proximity.

All Genoese soldiers thought so, so they endured the oncoming bullets approaching.

All Genoese officers thought the same, so they urged the soldiers to advance towards the Montina Front in a dense formation.

Calgino even thought so, he did not believe that the Montina could confront him in this field battle, so when he saw his army stepping on the river beach, he had signaled his entourage to pour wine to quench his thirst.

Everything went so smoothly, even making Calgino a bit boring.

Until he first heard a cannon, and then saw a **** flare as a shell fell on his team.

Then more shells landed among the densely formed Genoese.