The cavalry shouted and drove the war horses under their crotch and rushed to the German mercenary garrison. The Bohemian archers galloped and shot the arrows in their hands. The two ends of their bows were made of sheep's horns, and the bow bodies were made of glue made of fish floats. This kind of tough weapon can shoot arrows quickly and accurately. It is the best weapon for archers. When the archers used the composite bow to shoot the arrows in the quiver, they could pull out the sword hanging on the other side and rush to the enemy who was already hit by long-range weapons. Usually, the morale of the enemy would almost collapse. At this time, close-fitting battle was simply one-sided massacre.

"Swoosh, swosh~~." While running, Eastern European archers turned their bodies and shot arrows into the sky. The arrows flew into the air where the pike soldiers were stationed, and landed like raindrops on the heads of the German mercenary soldiers.

"Look down, don't raise your ugly faces." The chief sergeant and grassroots officers with experience in war immediately ordered the spearmen to lower their heads. The wide-edged iron helmets on their heads could withstand the arrows of these archers. The arrows fell on their helmets, making a jingle sound, just like raindrops hitting them.

"Oh um." Although the helmets equipped by Arod for the backbone German mercenaries were covered with cold forging, there were some new soldiers who purchased iron helmets on the market, so some people were still injured by arrows from the archers. However, the rear-row supplement system of the spear square array made the entire formation look almost unconfused or changed.

"Huh?" Earl Zheruoyimo looked at the German soldiers holding spears falling down, and the people behind him immediately took the position of the position. Looking at the formation like a copper wall and an iron wall, a strange feeling arose in the earl's heart. He had never seen this way of fighting.

"Arod asked me to lead the knights to kill these annoying flies." Because Ifu could look down on the entire battlefield on the hills, when he saw the soldiers who were shot and fell down, he was full of anger at these despicable Bohemian archers, and he said loudly to Arod.

"It's useless, the knights carrying heavy armor cannot catch up with them at all." Aruod shook his head. Although the heavy cavalry was powerful, if the light cavalry was in close combat, the light cavalry would definitely not be the opponent of the knights, but Aruod was very sure that the other party would never do this. They would use light cavalry to deal with the knights hundreds of years later, angering these elite warriors, and dragging them down with kite flying tactics.

"What should I do? Just stand and be beaten like this, and your soldiers' morale will collapse." Yifu said to Arud with concern.

"No, the German Mercenary Group is a professional soldier. They know their responsibilities very well. Ted asked the Javes to lead the archers to kill the archers." Arod knew that If was looking at this army with the standards of recruiting soldiers. This loss of three or three was no problem for the German Mercenary Group. The Bohemians' attempt to torture the weak-willed peasant soldiers was useless at all.

"Jaberlin Cavalry comes out~~." After receiving the order from Arod, the Javelin Cavalry composed of Slavs jumped onto the horse being held. On their right side was a leather bag with dozens of javelins inserted. On the left was a sharp cold-forged sabre, and a wooden shield was held in his left hand. The only one to deal with the light cavalry was the light cavalry. Ted pressed the pointed Slavic helmet on his head, and he controlled the war horse under his crotch with his legs. He turned his face and shouted to the compatriots behind him.

"Drink~~." The Javelin Cavalry responded with a roar in their chests, only to hear a sound in their ears. They rushed down the slopes of the hills, and the pikes immediately moved away to make way for them.

"Oh? There are also people who are not afraid of death." Baron Achiel, the vassal of Count Zerorimo, the commander of this 60-cavalry archer, looked at the twenty or so javelin cavalry rushing out. Although he only led 60 cavalry because of a temptation attack, Baron Achiel believed that his strength was enough to shake the Germans.

"Sir Baron, how should we deal with it?" Baron Archel's men asked him.

"What should I do? Damn it, of course, kill them and shoot some arrows first." Baron Achill shouted, and waved his sword at the ignorant jave cavalry and was born on the Eastern European grasslands. When he could walk, he immediately roared and kicked the horses. Two cavalrymen who were also proficient in horseback combat fought for the first time on this land.

The archers were running while shooting the arrows in their hands towards the Javelin Cavalry. However, the javelin cavalry, who were also light cavalry, could easily avoid the flying arrows when they were running at high speed. They leaned forward almost on the horse's back, and the wooden shield in their hands covered in front of their bodies. The cavalry on both sides immediately separated after a little contact. When the javelin cavalry felt that they were almost at the same distance from the archers, they pulled out the javelin from their skin and threw it at the other side.

"Ah~~." Short javelins made a whizzing sound that broke through the air and flew towards the Bohemian archers. The power of the javelins was far greater than that of arrows. As long as they were touched, they would immediately burst into pieces. Even if they were protected by leather armor, they would be knocked off the horse due to inertia. After the people shouted and neighed, the war finally kicked off. Gradually, the light cavalry on both sides gradually left the main battlefield while running and fighting, galloping towards the field slightly north.

"Sir Earl, we have begun to fight with the enemy's cavalry. Do you need to send more cavalry support?" At this time, on the side of Earl Zeruoyimo's position, the Earl's court general suggested to him.

"No, Baron Achiel will take good care of himself. Now let the Bohemian knights be quietly prepared to attack the enemy's positions at any time. We will launch a sudden attack." Earl Zeruoyimo glanced at him disdainfully, and the javes under Arod had a glance. He didn't think that anyone else could beat the Bohemian Principality except the Magyars.

"It's the Count, the knights are ready~~." The court general immediately conveyed to the Bohemian knights after receiving the order from Earl Zeruoimo. The knights slowly wore heavy armor with the help of their servants, without cold forging and more brilliant iron forging. The armor on the Bohemian knights was much heavier than the Germans, and they were covered in most places with heavy leather armor mixed with feces. Therefore, before fighting, they would take off the armor to facilitate their physical strength.

"Oh? The other party is actually ready to take the knight, which is beyond my expectations." Aruod picked up the single-hole telescope and looked at the opposite side. Earl Zheruoyimo on the opposite side would never have expected that his every move would be lowered in Aruod's eyes.

"This is normal. The tactics of all countries are generally the same. No infantry can resist the charge of heavy cavalry. The earth is shaking under the iron hooves and spears of heavy cavalry. Often before rushing to the infantry position, infantry often collapses on their own." Ifu looked at the single-hole telescope in Aruod's hand, and he couldn't help but lick his lips. Aruod was always able to make some strange things. This long thing could actually pull the mirror image in the distance in front of him, which made Ifu cut a cross on his chest with some fear.

"Oh, that's right, let the first company and the second company go out to fight." Aruod touched his chin and said thoughtfully.

"What? Are you crazy when the infantry took the initiative?" Yifu said in surprise.

"Yes, it's time for the Bohemians to learn a lesson." Arod ordered his messenger, and immediately, led by his respective flag bars, the first and second companies lined up in an orderly manner out of the defense composed of trenches and horses, and stopped on a flat ground under the hills. This strange action immediately attracted the attention of Count Zerorimo.

"What are those Germans doing?" Earl Tsoroimo was puzzled, but he quickly smiled. Although the 200 infantrymen were not many, they could be used as appetizers. He had decided to take down these two stupid Germanic troops that had left the large army.

"The knights come out." At this time, the flag-holder held a red flag high. The flag was painted with an eagle representing the Bohemian knights. Perhaps in the eyes of the Bohemians, only the eagles are worthy of the knights.

"De. De, De~~~." With the help of their servants, the Bohemian knights picked up the horse spear and the big shield. They shook the bottle-type helmets on their heads to make sure that their vision would not shake. When everything was ready, these killing machines kicked the war horses under their crotch with the golden spurs on their feet. The war horses neighed and took a slow pace toward the Germans separated troops. The triangular flags on the spears were dancing in the wind, and the chain mail and leather on their bodies made a sound. It can be imagined that when an inadequate infantry encountered such a fully armed knight army, the neighing of the war horses and the sound of the armor on the knights' bodies could be heard in his ears, his mind would be swallowed by fear, and he would definitely be weak and sore, and he could not even pick up the weapons. It was completely a situation where people could slaughter.

"Stay the spear formation and hold your post." The officers of the first and second company of the German Mercenary Corps, looking at the heavy-armed knights who were gradually approaching from a distance. Although they were shocked by the fact that they had to face a team of more than 60 knights, their professional military qualities were still habitually causing them to issue orders in an orderly manner.

"Young men need motivation." A one-eyed middle-aged sergeant smiled with a cracked mouth. He had a two-star ribbon slung across his shoulder. This was a grassroots officer who had fought bloody battles and accumulated merits. He looked at the pale spear soldiers with his only eyes.

"Gu~~." There were also new soldiers in the spear quadron. They looked at the Bohemian knights wearing bottle-style helmets and part of the masks on the helmets, and their palms couldn't help but sweat a lot.

"Don't panic, follow the orders of the sergeant commanders and officers, look upwards, don't look at your enemies, trust your brothers." Usually, new soldiers will be arranged next to the veteran, and a bearded spearman veteran comforts the recruits.
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