When the Saintess Arrives, No King Exist-Chapter 591 - 565: Riverside Vanguard Battle (4k Two-in-One)_2
The power of the devil is truly tempting, it would be great if we could recruit some of them.
Here, the Squire Knights had just finished coaxing a volley of lead bullets. As they wheeled around, a yellow dragon of dust and sand rolled in, marking the arrival of their Company Commander Galian under the fluttering swallowtail banner.
Brushing past the wheeling Squire Knights, with a hundred Imperial Knights and Square Banner Knights divided into three groups, Galian charged directly towards the gaps in the war chariots.
"Charge through, smash open their war chariots!"
Galian timed it perfectly, just as the Holy Gunmen were switching positions, the ones in the back, sweating copiously, reached the gaps and extended their gun muzzles from the chariots.
"Bang, bang, bang!"
In a panic, the surrounding war chariots fired in succession.
Feathers danced in the smoke and dust, and at least five or six Knights screamed and fell, but Galian himself roared furiously, sharply tugging the reins.
Amidst the shrill neighs of the warhorses, he and several Imperial Knights seemed to fly, leaping over the door shield into the rear of the chariots.
Other Imperial Knights recklessly crashed into the chariots and door shields, causing them to explode into a flurry of splinters.
The warhorses wailed, collapsing onto the Long Spearmen behind the door shields.
The chariots were knocked askew, and although the wheels were chained, a gap began to form.
Inside the chariots, the Holy Gunmen swayed back and forth, nearly falling out.
Seven or eight Imperial Knights dismounted after breaking through the gap, sneering as they drew their Knight's Swords and advanced on the Long Spearmen and Long Pikemen injured by the warhorses.
These Long Spearmen, with only a third level of breathing technique, were certainly no match for the Imperial Knights without proper formation.
In just three to five rounds, heads and limbs soared, and blood and screams paled the faces of the Holy Gunmen on the chariots as they wielded flails and wound their springs.
Although frightened, they instinctively followed their officers' commands, resisting the onslaught of the Square Banner Knights and desperately winding the springs.
Delawan swallowed his saliva, standing in place, forgetting even the command to transport goods, staring blankly at the scene.
This was Delawan's first time witnessing the power of the Imperial Knights.
"What are you looking at?" Legion Secretary Bucken slapped the back of Delawan's head, "You're not a frontline fighting monk, do your job."
"But the front is about to break into a big gap," Delawan complained, holding his head.
Bucken sneered, "A gap? Just because there's no chariot formation, you think we're afraid of them? Just wait and see, if they dare to come in, they'll suffer greatly!"
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"Die, you pigs!"
Kicking away an axeman, the fully armored Imperial Knight seized the soldier's battle axe.
He ran two steps and jumped high, fiercely chopping at the chains between the chariots with several blows.
Sparks flew, and the chains immediately snapped. Under the push of the Imperial Knights, two chariots slowly moved apart.
Seeing the chariot formation opened up, Galian couldn't help but laugh heartily, "Continue, break through their pike formation, charge ahead."
Dozens of Square Banner Knights immediately streamed through the gap, seeing Prince Kongdai's face darken from afar, he immediately shouted, "Sound the horn, have them return, they've advanced too far."
The flag bearer puffed his cheeks, and the horn of the bull resonated across the battlefield. Galian looked up in confusion, wondering why.
However, his confusion didn't last long.
Because the whirring sound of winding springs stopped simultaneously with the horn.
"Praise the Holy Wind!"
A depression suddenly appeared among the Knights pouring in through the gap, with blood spraying through the air as if without cost.
The distance of twenty meters was nearly the maximum lethal range of the lead bullets.
Amidst the sounds of bullets entering flesh, the Knights watched in horror as their companions in front fell one after another.
"Mad, there are Holy Gunmen on both sides of the pike formation!" shouted an Imperial Knight.
Unbeknownst to them, four rows of Holy Gunmen stood within the pike formation, with long spears angled forward on either side of their shoulders, steadily aiming and firing.
After another volley of bullets, the front row of Holy Gunmen split into two teams, collectively turning left and right, rotating from the horizontal line to a vertical line, marching back behind the pike formation through the gaps between two square formations.
At this point, if they rushed through, they might be able to rout those Holy Gunmen.
But at a distance of just twenty or thirty meters from the pike formation, the Knights, after being attacked by the Holy Gunmen, might not regain their speed.
Listening to the more urgent horn in the distance, Galian made the decision between continuing to break through the Holy Gunmen and retreating.
"Retreat, retreat immediately!"
After being obstructed by the chariots and the Holy Wind, and having to change direction, their speed was far from what it had been.
With the loss of speed and momentum, the Knights' combat effectiveness dropped more than by one degree.
"Lower the spears! Charge at a run!" biting his cheek, the Legion Commander roared.
"Kill——" with a battle cry, three hundred Long Spearmen formed a neat formation, like a giant hammer heading towards the Knights.
The slower Knights engaged first, with the warhorses bucking, but they were still prodded with bloody holes in their rumps by the long spears.
After slowing down, the Knights were first hooked by the long halberds, then repeatedly stabbed by seven or eight long spears, forced to angrily and anxiously use their shields and Knight's Swords to block and parry.
Their armor was undoubtedly sufficient to defend against the long spear stabs, but armor always has weak points, especially at the edges and joints.
