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Section 122 Wedge Array

Earl Plaun's army was a traditional feudal army. The soldiers were led step by step by step by step by step by step by vassals. Although the burden of troops could be reduced on weekdays, the soldiers were trained by their respective nobles. As the supreme commander of a county, Earl Plaun only needed to command the nobles of each army. However, on the battlefield, the disadvantages of the differences in military literacy between the troops due to the inconsistent command of the upper and lower levels, and the differences in military literacy between the troops finally appeared. The front troops, which were attacked by the charge of the Bohemian cavalry, began to want to hide from the rear, but the troops in the rear did not know what was going on ahead, and they pushed each other and crowded.

"The nobles restrain your men and horses. The enemy has another charge. We must stabilize the position." Baron Wendell shouted loudly while riding on his horse. His flag was flying around the army of Earl Plaunn. The old baron's shouting had the effect of stabilizing the morale of the army. The army, which was about to fall apart, gathered together again.

"Baron Xavier, don't forget the oath you made to me. Now is the time to fulfill your promise. Mayor Aubrey quickly brings your heavy infantry to the forefront of the team. Now is the time when you need you. I will not forget everything you have done." Earl Plaun was not idle at this time. He loudly encouraged his vassals. Under the urging of his monarch, the nobles of Plaun, who were already timid, led their troops back to their positions again.

"The enemy's cavalry is too powerful. I'm worried that the nobles will not be able to stop the next wave of charge." Baron Wendell looked at the gradually recovering front, but he could see that although the troops of Plaun County maintained the position on the surface, the nobles were indifferent and the soldiers were completely brave, and they could not resist the charge of the hundred Bohemia cavalry. If the army of Plaun County located on the flank of Arod's troops was dispersed, then the Bohemia's cavalry would follow the trend and attack, and the spear phalanx was also rampant, and the flanks and rear were as weak as other infantry.

"Wow~~." Earl Ota tightened the reins of the war horse under his crotch. He gently patted the neck of his war horse and whispered softly in its ear. It was like treating his own love. Behind him were more than 200 cavalrymen who came back from the army attacking Earl Plaun. They gathered beside Earl Oto and stared at the most brave noble in the Bohemian Duke. They firmly believed that the Bohemian swords on horseback would destroy all enemies.

"Master Earl, what formation should be used for charge?" The general on the side asked Earl Ota. The cavalry charge formation is very important. It is decided to expand the results of lightning attacks. Generally speaking, the Bohemian cavalry will use a relatively loose formation for the first attack, which is to deter and shock the enemy. The loose formation will make their cavalry troops look everywhere, as unstoppable as waves sweeping, but the second attack is to expand the results of the battle. The formations will be arranged closer, like a sharp dagger stabbing into the weak points of the enemy's position you find.

"The wedge formation is still the same place, charge again." Earl Ota raised his right hand wearing leather gloves, held the sword tightly and pointed in the direction of the Plauns. Although the opponent's position has recovered, as if he had never been hit by the Bohemians, those who have been through the battlefield can keenly feel that the morale of the soldiers is rapidly disappearing. Except for a group of elite knights who can barely hold on, there are basically only a bunch of soldiers who are afraid of the walking dead.

"Yes." The Bohemians agreed with a loud bang, and then the war horses under their crotch gradually began to move slowly. During the action, they consciously controlled the war horses to arrange them into a wedge-shaped cavalry formation. If they looked from above, they would be like a sharp spear tip, charging straight towards the Plaons' positions. The sound of the horse's hooves covered the sky and the sound made was like thunder in spring.

"Stay, be sure to keep it." Earl Plaun looked at the actions of the Bohemians, and felt a chill in his heart. It seemed that the Bohemians were planning to eat their troops as prey. He couldn't help but look at the German mercenary group on the flanks, and there was still no action there. Is Arod ready to abandon him? Earl Plaun could not help but think of this life, but immediately thought that his life was saved by Arod. If sacrifice really needed, then as the noble knight and the Count of Plaun, he was ready to die generously. Thinking of this, he held the hilt of the sword in his hand and looked directly at the Bohemians who were rushing toward him from the iron mask.

"Stand up, Count Plaun." Aroud looked at the Bohemians' actions, and at this time he felt regret that he did not have an elite cavalry unit. If he had an elite cavalry, he could use cavalry to raid the flanks of the Bohemians to reduce the pressure on Count Plaun's flanks. However, because there were no cavalry to fight with the Bohemians, the speed of the infantry could not keep up with the mobility of the cavalry. So he had no hope that Count Plaun could entangle Count Ota's cavalry, and then ordered the two wings of the Crane Wing Formation to siege, and try to wipe out the largest ace in the Duke of Bohemia as much as possible.

At this time, Count Plaun could not understand Arod's inner tactical considerations. He faced the approaching Bohemian cavalry, and felt the pressure multiplied like his subordinates. The last panic had not disappeared. Although this attack was not as powerful as the last time, he could feel the enemy's courage to concentrate all his strength. Sweat flowed from his forehead to Count Plaun's cheek. Because he was wearing an iron mask, he didn't care to wipe it.

"Earl Plaun, we are here to help you with the war. Please believe Arod's judgment." Baron Wendell and If came to Earl Plaun's side. Baron Wendell seemed to see Earl Plaun's doubts and comforted him.

"Yes, don't be afraid of these damn Bohemians, they are just a group of clowns." Yifu made a muffled laugh from his dog-mouth mask and helmet. The bright armor on his body made him extraordinary. The nobles and soldiers around him seemed to be infected by him, and the pressure in his heart was reduced a lot.

While talking and laughing, the Bohemian vanguard cavalry was only one hundred yards away from the first row of Plaun infantry. They made strange shouts, and the weapons in their hands reached forward. They could easily pierce the leather armor with the power of charge in the acceleration of the horses. Some cavalry stretched out their hands to cover the eyes of the horses under their crotch, so that the horses would not be afraid of the opponent's shiny spear tips when charging.

"Grey Rule~~~~, Ping~~~~~." Again, the Bohemian cavalry collided with the positions of the Plauns. Unlike the last time, this time, the Bohemian cavalry arranged a more penetrating wedge formation, and the absolutely elite cavalry located at the front of the wedge formation. They used the spear in their hands to pierce the bodies of the infantry that blocked their bodies. The moment they broke off the spear, they pulled out their swords from their waists, and controlled their war horses to trample on the ground. The condescending chops and the impact of the big beasts made the army formation of the neatly arranged Plauns into a pot, and the casualties of the Plauns continued to rise.

"Mayor Earl, it's bad. Mayor Aubrey was killed in the first wave of attack. He was pierced by the bohemian spear and fell from his horse. One-third of the heavy infantry under his command were gradually shaking." The messenger shuttled back and forth to bring the news ahead to the anxious Earl Plaun. The bad news made the count feel uneasy.

"What? Mayor Aubrey is dead." Earl Plaun unbelievably uncovered his mask. He watched the Bohemian flags in front of him gradually approaching his position. It seemed that the troops guarding the front end had no power to fight back.
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