Black Iron Crown

The daytime in winter is short, and just before dusk, the sky darkens, like a big black mouth that seems to swallow the whole world.

The lords, who restrained the soldiers under their command and were ready to fight, couldn't help but feel more confident when they saw the smooth standing ahead, and the combat effectiveness of Leiner's army was once again proved.

"They should eat so well...they can fight so well..." A soldier praised his comrades beside him.

"Hmph, if I eat so well, I can fight like this! It's just that the Earl is willing to spend money!"

"You're just exaggerating!" the soldier couldn't help but whispered when he heard the other party's forceful answer.

Seeing that the enemy army in front had begun to flee, Reiner immediately seized the opportunity to issue a second military order: "Order Tillihan to immediately strangle the fleeing enemy army and drive them in the direction of the enemy's main force!"

After receiving the order, Tillihan immediately led his cavalry and archers to drive away the fleeing enemy army. He put his bow back on his horse, unsheathed the sharp saber around his waist, and rushed towards the rout. .

Lumbare gritted his teeth in the queue of knights and looked towards the center of the battlefield. They were waiting for Leiner's charge order on the periphery of the battlefield.

At this moment, he was trembling with excitement, and his blood was almost rushing to his brain. He felt that he was extremely lucky. Not long after he became an adult, he encountered two large-scale wars that were rare in a lifetime.

Sir Valas looked at the distant battlefield at the forefront, raised his whip and pointed at the fleeing enemy army, and said to the knights beside him with disdain: "See? A group of cowardly lambs! And We are butchers! That is our merit and glory!"

He turned around and tapped a knight's shoulder armor with his whip, "We'll show them in a while! This is the wrath of a griffin!"

"Hey... the Wrath of the Griffin?" A bloody Griffon rider scratched his neck with his hand, cut his throat and said with a grinning grin: "I will make them feel extremely fearful and painful! "

"Ha ha!"

For a while, strange screams and grinning laughter suddenly appeared.

Glancing at the red men in the last row, Sir Valas said with a smile: "Give me some confidence! Don't let those people steal the limelight!"

The Scarlet Griffon Knights who heard his words all sneered and said, "Don't worry my Sir, don't you still believe us?"

on the other side of the battlefield,

The Clades who marched in a chaotic formation encountered some trouble.

The broken soldiers who were driven away by the experienced cavalry archers fled crying for their fathers and mothers, and ran frantically towards their compatriots, hoping to return to the large army to seek some comfort and warmth.

However, all of this happened exactly as Reiner wished.

Looking at the enemy army who put it on and caused great confusion to the queue, and even had a small-scale stampede, Leiner couldn't help showing a smile on his face, all of this was still under his control.

"Order the knights to get ready! As long as you see my flag waved three times, you will immediately charge the enemy's flank!" Reiner subconsciously rubbed his gauntlet against his helmet.

"Damn it! Let me kill them! These cowards!" Watching the fleeing soldiers causing chaos in the queue, a tribal leader ordered angrily.

The other tribal leaders did not have any objections. The leaders of the rout soldiers were already dead, and no one cared about their casualties.

After a burst of blood-type internal massacres, the queue of the Klades finally regained their composure, and they continued to stagger towards the Merland army in the thick snow.

Seeing that the other party has begun to recover, Leiner is not annoyed, he did not intend to use this method to defeat the enemy, it just brought some confusion to the other party.

"Wait!" An older Klademan noticed some abnormalities. He stretched out his haggard fingers like bark and pointed at the knights, and said hoarsely: "We should be on guard against them! We will It's time to fight the enemy! What if they sneak up behind us?"

"Stop arguing with the old man! Are you afraid? If you don't dare to move on, stay here, we don't care if you follow us or not!" A middle-aged leader glanced at him impatiently, and said sarcastically.

"Okay then, since that's the case, I'll take the boys from my tribe to help you guard against their sneak attacks!" The old tribe leader smiled slightly, and said lightly without arguing with the other party.

"what ever!"

Ignoring the old tribal leader, the Klad people continued to move forward. They hoped to defeat the enemy as soon as possible, and then went to enjoy themselves in the territory of the Ridkar people.

Nearly a thousand Klades stayed in place like this, surrounded by the old and wise tribal leader, guarding against the sneak attack of the knights.

"Sir, they are trying to stop us!" A scarlet griffin knight spotted the Klades standing still on the battlefield, and frowned at Sir Valas.

Hearing this, Sir Valas also frowned slightly, but quickly snorted and said: "So what? We can bypass them and directly attack the enemy's main formation, even if they desperately want to block it." In front of us, then go straight through them!"

"Lord Earl, the enemy army is 200 meters away from us!" The subordinate who reported the distance before shouted to Reiner again.

"Crossbowmen shoot!"

"Crossbowmen shoot!"

The subordinates passed on Leiner's order one by one.

"Forty-five degrees, shoot from the back!" The commander of the Winter crossbowmen shouted loudly, and at the same time raised the huge pulley crossbow in his hand, aiming at the approaching Klades.

"Launch!" He yelled, and at the same time pulled the hanging knife on the crossbow machine. There was a crisp sound of "swish", and the crossbow string was driven by the arm of the crossbow. Then he shot the crossbow.

Fifty crossbow arrows are like deadly poisonous snakes spitting out letters, playing the lament of death.

The crossbow bolts were so powerful that they even penetrated their bodies. The blood-red shafts of the arrows plunged into the snow with hot blood. The blood sprayed out and then a puff of white smoke rose in the air. Thirty or forty Klade people In this way, he fell down on this land forever and gave back to the earth with his body.

The Winter crossbowmen who fired the crossbow bolts immediately began to use skillful movements to pull apart the crossbow arms assisted by pulleys, and began to reload.

"Get ready! It's about to start!" Sir Wallas stretched out his right hand, pulled out the five-meter-long lance stuck in the snow, and shouted at the knights beside him.

The knights got ready one after another, tensed their muscles, pulled their feet out of the stirrups a little bit, and took out their combat state, just waiting for the order to charge.

"One hundred and fifty meters!" The servant shouted again.

Seeing that the crossbowman had finished reloading, Leiner shouted again: "Cowman! The second round of shooting!"