When the Saint comes, she does not collect food

#419 - Kelun suddenly smiled with relief.

The sound of swords tearing through the air and screams echoed under the dark clouds.

The beaver flag representing Xiaochi City was broken on the ground, black smoke filled the air, and warhorses lay on their sides, emitting painful wails.

Broken shields, shattered lances, hundreds of corpses and wailing wounded soldiers lay on the ground, bright blood gathering into rivers and flowing into the Leisi River.

Perhaps because Mizam's previous orders had taken effect, the smoke on the battlefield had dissipated a lot.

This allowed the militiamen and Salvation Army infantrymen present to see those terrifying behemoths more clearly in despair.

Extraordinary knights in heavy armor formed dozens of cavalry teams, wielding long swords, galloping back and forth across the battlefield, chasing after the fleeing Xiaochi City militiamen.

In the distance, a hundred Edict Knights and their squire knights were organizing their formations, black smoke brushed past their bodies, and warhorses snorted restlessly.

Leaning against a tree, Baron Corlen's face turned pale due to the loss of blood, his bloodshot eyes desperately staring at the blood-soaked Ling Ya(伶牙: Ling Ya, a title) Knight Arman.

People knew that Arman's title, Ling Ya(伶牙: Ling Ya, a title), was because he was good at coaxing women.

But no one ever thought that the title would only be bestowed upon the most powerful knights, not because he could coax women.

Under the leadership of the Ling Ya(伶牙: Ling Ya, a title) Knight, the Xiaochi City army collapsed at the first touch, scattering like birds and beasts amidst Corlen's desperate roars.

Feeling the earth tremble, Corlen, who had lost too much blood, barely turned his head, only to see a team of Hottam County knights charging through a group of militiamen who were barely maintaining their morale and forming a formation.

The iron tide instantly knocked the militiamen off balance, and the following knights swung their long swords and slashed at these militiamen.

Standing militiamen were cut down one after another, their pale eyes wide open, and fell heavily to the ground.

"Damn it, you bunch of living bastards!"

Corlen barely supported himself, but almost tore the wound on his thigh, he gritted his teeth and grabbed a stone, throwing it at the knights who were flying past in front of him.

The stone bounced off the horses' hooves, and the knights' laughter slammed into Corlen, almost knocking him to the ground.

But Corlen couldn't even chase after them to curse.

His thigh was pierced by a lance, and he was pinned to the roots of a beech tree by the roadside.

The Edict Knight who thrust the lance at him seemed to have noticed the feathers and tassels Corlen was wearing, and didn't deal a fatal blow in order to capture him.

But Corlen would rather he had dealt a fatal blow, if he fell into the hands of the church, he didn't know what kind of terrible punishment there would be.

But as a devout believer, he couldn't violate the dogma and commit suicide, and besides, he didn't have the courage.

Corlen could only place his last hope on the last Black Hat Army that was holding out.

Only this legion still retained its organization, and with the help of the Xiaochi City mercenary knights, it stubbornly withstood two waves of Hottam County knights.

Forcing these knights to only dare to pursue those militiamen, instead of continuing to charge into this formation.

On the battlefield full of deserters, the two legions of the Black Hat Army did not rigidly maintain their horizontal formation, but overlapped each other to form their more familiar grand formation.

Different from the grand formations of 50x50 at every turn, the two legions of the Black Hat Army were only 10x10 formations.

In the black smoke, the halberds and poleaxes of the formation stood like a hedgehog, no matter which direction the extraordinary knights of Hottam County attacked from, they could instantly adjust their posture and point their spears.

Compared to the guards led by Mizam, they were more like a regular version of the Deng Jial(邓贾尔: Deng Jial, a name) formation.

It was normal to be able to do this.

Although these Black Hat Army soldiers were new recruits, they were different from the pure new recruits of Horn back then, they were re-trained soldiers, who were previously armored soldiers or elite night watch guards.

These "new recruits" were the best of the best, equivalent to the integration of the most elite guards in the entire Langsand County.

Although the armor coverage rate was low, their extraordinary rate exceeded half, and they more or less had the strength of several stages of breathing techniques and extraordinary martial arts.

Because of this, this group of Black Hat Army new recruits were actually equipped with a large number of axe spears and halberds that the Salvation Army could not use.

Coupled with the Salvation Army's elite officers and backbone veterans, as well as Horn's generous full pay and land distribution pensions, it supported the skeleton of this Black Hat new army legion.

But even these elite guards were still retreating while fighting, as long as they could retreat into the chariot formation of the camp and form a chariot fort, they could hold out until the Salvation Army returned.

Although many people were saying that the Salvation Army had abandoned them, perhaps because of excessive blood loss, Corlen was more likely to be calm.

Thinking of Horn's strange orders, thinking of the Black Hat Army's obviously slowed marching speed, he had some understanding in his heart, this Holy Grandson was clearly using them as bait.

Then, when this bait is eaten, there will always be a time to pull the strings, as long as you hold on for a while, hold on for a while...

"Let go, let go!"

"Okay, everyone divide up the luggage, you go back to Zhen De Fort(贞德堡: Zhen De Fort, a place name), we go back to Xiaochi City, isn't that good?"

"We can also use the chariot fort."

"Your Holy Grandson doesn't even know where he's escaped to, what chariot fort this and that! Let go!"

Corlen turned his head to look behind him, but his eyes went dark and he almost fainted.

Groups of three or five Xiaochi City militiamen mustered their strength, turned their heads and charged into the Salvation Army's baggage camp, picked up property and tried to use the method of going south by driving the chariot north to charge and surprise attack the Edict Company from behind.

Several Hujiao Jun(护教军: Hujiao Jun, a military unit) guarding the camp were still trying to persuade them, but a Xiaochi City militiaman stabbed through his heart from behind with a sword.

Groups of militiamen rushed into the camp, searching between boxes and sacks, and if any Hujiao Jun(护教军: Hujiao Jun, a military unit) dared to stop them, they would slash at them with a sword.

On the contrary, those Xiaochi City mercenary knights who were regarded as having disloyal tendencies adhere to their professional ethics and were still helping the Black Hat Army to slowly retreat.

Before, Corlen was still resenting Horn for using them as bait, but he stared at this scene for a full five seconds, and then suddenly smiled in relief.

In the future, if you can recruit rural soldiers, don't recruit urban soldiers, Corlen's consciousness gradually blurred, if he could survive, he must write this lesson into the family's inherited military book.

Wait, Corlen, who was about to fall asleep, suddenly felt something was wrong, why did the sound of horses' hooves shaking the ground disappear?

Is it the Salvation Army? Is the Salvation Army here? Corlen struggled to open his eyes and raised his head to look in the direction of the footsteps.

On the battlefield, all the cavalrymen suddenly stopped chasing the scattered militiamen and gathered together.

The Black Hat Army, with the help of the Xiaochi City mercenary knights, retreated backwards at a faster speed.

In the black smoke, a flag was pierce out first, with a rustling sound beating the flagpole, and the red ostrich feathers undulating with the warhorses.

withered and ferocious faces gradually became clear from the misty black smoke, the chainmail slid on the linen robe, and the straw sandals were stained with the mud of the Leisi River.

His vision gradually blurred, Corlen grinned and bitterly smiled, he leaning against the beech tree and desperately put the back of his head靠在了树上.

A gentle breeze blew away the black smoke, and tens of thousands of 교회 군(교회 군: church army) infantrymen set up twelve interlocking infantry phalanx, taking chaotic steps from smoke out.

Except for the Black Hat Army's neat footsteps, the battlefield was deadly silent.