My Empire

My Empire Chapter 9

2020-11-03

Chapter 9 9 Battle of the Eastern Forest

"Sir! The opponent's 200 cavalry are all arranged on their flanks! There are only 100 in front. A phalanx of incoming people is simply child's play!" A Mayne's cavalry came to Ensel and reported loudly.

Hearing the news, the smile on Encel's face became even greater. The opponent's troops were already too few to support the defense line.

No matter how many crafty plots and machinations there are, be it a siege from the back or a flank attack, the front always needs to maintain a certain amount of troops and withstand the opponent's attack.

Now, Serris' infantry is too small to sustain a frontal defense. He can break through the opponent's defense with just one attack - in this case, there is no need to think about the defense behind the flanks.

"Hahahaha!" Encel pointed his whip in the direction of the Serris army formation, and said triumphantly to the generals beside him, "This kid from the Alanhill family has never fought a war, so he is simply unable to withstand a single blow!"

"Let the cavalry attack! 200 cavalry crushed it, and this war is our victory!" The general suggested with a smile.

"no!" Encel generally waved his hand, his face even more arrogant: "He still has 200 cavalry on the flank, so I won't take risks!"

"Order! The infantry moves forward! I'm not like a hairless brat like him who is willing to use tricks! I hit him head on! Impeccable! Let's see what he will do? Hahahaha!" Ensel rejected his general's suggestion and ordered by himself road.

Behind him, the sound of the war drums became more rapid, and Mayne's army began to move forward one by one.

The soldiers took a neat step, the erected long spear swayed slightly with the movement of the footsteps, and the sound of the armor rubbing was densely packed like raindrops hitting the tiles.

"City Lord Mordrel of Ferry City did not send reinforcements, and he refused our request." Just as Encel ordered the attack, a cavalry came from behind him, Brought unpleasant news.

But for Ensel at this moment, this news is not so important: "Forget it! He doesn't want to come. When I solve Serris, I will go to him to settle the account!"

Just when Encel was thinking about how to teach Ferry City a lesson after defeating Serris, he heard thunder that resounded through the sky. At this moment, he has not realized that this thunder comes from hell and can devour life.

A grenade fell on the formation of the Maine cavalry, and the explosion set off gravel and shrapnel, cutting the horses and people's bodies, forming a bloody wind and rain.

The horses neighed in the explosion, and all the Mayne cavalry looked towards the direction of the explosion in horror, not knowing what happened.

Next, a second explosion also sounded among the cavalry, sending thick smoke billowing into the sky. The hurricane of shrapnel blew through everyone nearby, piercing through everything that stopped it from raging.

"Ah!" Knight, whose leg was cut off by the explosion, fell off his horse and let out a heart-piercing scream.

It's a pity that his screams were covered up by the third explosion, and no one noticed at all.

Next, more explosions bloomed in the entire Mayne battle formation. In an instant, Mayne's flag fell to and fro, the soldiers covered their heads and sneaked away like a rat, and the neat array instantly disappeared. re-exist.

Before Ensel could react, the second round grenade fell with a whistling sound, and the loud noise that was more terrifying than the devil's snoring reverberated over the Mayne army once again.

"bang!" A shell exploded not far behind Encel, knocking off the war drum and his guards. The flagpole of his family's battle flag shattered with the explosion, and the flag full of bullet holes slowly fell in the explosion.

The air wave like a knife made the warhorse under Ensel's crotch scream in pain. Ensel struggled to stabilize the horse and lift the head again to look towards all around.

His cavalry phalanx was already in disarray, and the horses fled with the Knight. His infantry phalanx was disorganized and suffered heavy losses.

The huge explosion formed a terrifying crater, all around the crater, littered with stumps, broken arms and corpses.

No matter how far away, the wounded soldiers screamed while holding their wounds. The uninjured soldiers stared wide-eyed not knowing what to do, looked at the people around them, and shouted hard to try to recover. hearing.

Three phalanxes of infantry, with more than 1,000 soldiers, with no difficulty were crushed by the roar of modern artillery.

"bang!" The third round of artillery fell on Mayne's army, and Chris, who had no idea of saving ammunition, still ordered the artillery to reload the grenade.

This round of explosion finally awakened the dazed Mayne remnants. They dropped their weapons and began to flee. No matter how hard the surrounding officers tried, they couldn't gather them together.

"They have magicians!" a soldier yelled hysterically as he pushed down the officer who was trying to stop him from retreating.

"Serris is protected by magician! You guys are sending us to our death!" The soldier who stepped over the commander on the ground did not look back to find a reason for his escape.

It's a pity that the officer behind him didn't have a chance to listen to his explanation, because the soldiers who fled behind stepped directly on the chest of this unfortunate officer.

"Bang!" In the crowd of fleeing, explosions continued to sound one after another, and the pictures of industrial civilization's hot weapons destroying cold weapons indigenous people were staged in another world, cruel and cold.

Chris watched the black smoke rising from the plains in the distance, reining in his horse and counting the time to fight back. This is the First Stage battle he came to this world. The joy of victory stimulated his male hormones, making him feel his whole body trembling slightly.

"Stop the shelling!" After three rounds of grenades, Chris stopped beating his fingers on the hilt of his sword. He saw that the opponent was starting to rout, so he ordered to stop squandering the shells.

"Change to solid ammunition and play two more rounds! Then stop shooting and wait for my order!" Chris rode his horse to the cavalry phalanx on the flank, while instructing the messenger beside him .

"clang!" came to the up ahead of the Knight's phalanx. He pulled out his sword and held it high to the blue sky. His mighty voice drifted into the distance: "Alanhill is undefeated!"

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"Alanhill is undefeated!" Beside him, two hundred Knights in black armor let out a cry that broke the silence. They held up the long spears in their hands, the points of the guns glaring dazzlingly in the sunlight.

"Attack!" Chris pulled over the horse's head, slashed forward with the long sword in his hand, tucked his legs between the horse's belly, and jumped down the gentle slope in front of him.

"Kill!" The two hundred cavalry roared at the same time, followed behind their lord and rode forward.

This victory came really with no difficulty, the blast of crushing dry weeds and smashing rotten wood stimulated every Serris City soldier. They now believe that the man they are following is undefeated, and they believe that Chris can bring them victory.

Horses hooves beat the ground, and the black armor undulates slightly with the jostling of the steed. Just as the Maine soldiers collapsed, Chris led two hundred cavalry into their chaos.

No one had organized a line of defense against the advance of Serris' cavalry. The power of the cavalry in chasing down the chaotic army can definitely be described as incomparable.

"Ha!" Chris swept past a group of rioters and slashed down a panicked Maine soldier. For the first time, he experienced the feeling of slashing flesh with a long sword, and for the first time ended a person's life with his own hands.

The cavalry who followed him were all covered in blood, knocking down and crushing one after another of the Mayne soldiers. It was a slaughter, a one-sided slaughter that had long been doomed.

"Kneel down and surrender to avoid death!" Chris, who was already in the chaos of Mayne, tightened his reins suddenly, let his horse's front hooves vacate, and shouted with a long sword.

The Serris cavalry, who continued to charge forward, passed over their lord, also uttering a cry that made their opponents such as the amnesty: "Kneel and surrender!"

As The Mayne soldiers, who were ramming around like headless flies, seemed to have found a life-saving straw, and immediately fell to their knees, watching in horror as the blood-covered enemy cavalry passed by in front of them.

"Click, click." Chris rode his warhorse and walked slowly past the Mayne soldiers who were already kneeling on the ground, finally letting the horse's hooves step on the Encel flag.

He won this battle, and he won without any suspense, with no difficulty. He has technology that has led this world by more than a generation, winning as it should be by rights.

He bowed his head, looked towards Kneeling on the ground as well, looked up at Encel, the Lord of Maine, waiting for the other party to speak first.

Sure enough, Ensel took two knees forward, forced an embarrassed smile on his face, and pleaded, "I was wrong! Seeing that we are all vassals of the Arrant Empire, Just let me go."

"I'm willing to pay the ransom! I'm willing to pay 10,000 gold coins, as long as you spare me!" Seeing that Chris didn't speak, the timid Encel was embarrassed He looked up at the black armored Knights around him, the more he talked, the more hysterical he became.

"This is your last word?" Chris looked down at the enemy commander huddled on the ground in front of him, and asked coldly, "Go tell those Serris souls!"

"You can't kill me! I'm a vassal of the Arrant Empire! If you kill me! The Arrant Empire will hang you! They won't let you go!" Encel looked at Chris in despair He raised his long sword and finally shouted frantically.

"pu!" Chris swung his arm, and the long sword in his hand entered the enemy general's chest. The huge force penetrated the armored body and pinned the opponent to the ground.

Looking at the black battle flags gathered around, looking at the blood-soaked black armored cavalry, Chris held the reins and looked at the corpse on the ground, and said slowly: "What a lot of nonsense!"

(end of chapter)