When the Saintess Arrives, No King Exist-Chapter 592 - 565: The Pioneering Battle by the Riverside (4K Two-in-One)_3

The knights had their companions blocking the breach in front, dazzling lances on both sides, and Holy Gunners shooting from the chariots.

Soon, the shoulders, legs, and underarms of the lagging knights were pierced with several bloody holes.

Or perhaps the horse was outright speared to death, dragging the knight directly off the horse's back.

After leaving behind a dozen or so corpses and injured men, the remaining knights finally barely charged out of the vehicle formation.

But along with them came Jeanne leading the Holy Gun Cavalry.

Seeing Galian's imperial order squad first being speared down by the Salvation Army's gun formation, then chased by the Holy Gun Cavalry, Prince Kongdai's face grew even more unsightly.

"Fools! Fools fit to be displayed in a museum!" Prince Kongdai cursed angrily, holding back his temper as he shouted behind him, "Bertold, go intercept them."

Bertold, as both the Titled Knight and the Temple Knight Commander of the Thousand River Valley District, immediately went into action.

Seeing Bertold leading troops to charge, Jeanne did not continue the pursuit, but after firing a round of holy bullets at him, returned back into the vehicle formation.

On the battlefield, discipline comes first; Jeanne and the Holy Gun Cavalry's objective was to drive away and chase, not to continue battling the enemy forces.

The vehicle formation couldn't move, it was a defensive formation.

If the combat expanded before all infantry arrived, it could potentially disrupt the overall strategy.

As for Bertold, pressured by the might of the holy gun, he did not continue the attack but returned to Prince Kongdai's side.

Turning his head to look at the departing Bertold, Jeanne sighed in disappointment inwardly.

If only Bertold could reenact the previous scene again.

This "probing" attack left at least forty to fifty enemy cadavers and captives, while their side only lost twenty to thirty bodies.

If the fireball crossbows were assembled or the wizards arrived, the knights would only suffer more casualties.

With chariots and holy guns, their mutual loss exchange ratio reached two-to-one, and this ratio was between cavalry and infantry no less.

Even if Prince Kongdai threw all his knights in, it wouldn't change much, at most the exchange ratio would become one-to-one or one-to-two.

Nonetheless, Horn could still afford it, as he got one Holy Gunman every three months, one veteran every six months.

And for Prince Kongdai to train an Imperial Knight, it would take at least ten years.

If the infantry arrived later, they'd handle it with clock bombs and fireball techniques, if not there's also the quintessential sticky web balls.

His Majesty Saint Sun had simply too many cards to play.

In terms of positional and defensive warfare, the Salvation Army could definitely rank in the top three in the whole Empire.

This wasn't something Horn deliberately contrived, but rather throughout history, the Salvation Army had to constantly face attacks from Imperial and Extraordinary Knights, naturally developing this anti-cavalry positional warfare method.

"Your Highness the Prince." On the hill beside the riverbank, Galian knelt in shame beside the prince's warhorse, "Their Spring Gunners acted too swiftly, we did not anticipate it."

Prince Kongdai ignored him and instead asked Lakunio, "How is it?"

Lakunio understood and promptly replied, "Among the casualties, eighteen are confirmed dead, there are twenty-three injured and captured, but over thirty other lightly or seriously wounded have been recovered."

The first imperial order company suffered nearly one-seventh of losses in one go, Prince Kongdai was distressed, his face twitching.

He was mounted on his horse, kicking the half-kneeling Galian forward: "Didn't you understand my orders? Fortunately, they can't move, otherwise, there'd be more casualties!"

Galian stood up with dust-covered face: "I realized my mistake, Your Highness the Prince, I myself take the military rod..."

"No need, there'll be use for you later." Prince Kongdai interrupted him, "We'll settle it once the battle is over."

"Yes, Your Highness." Galian promptly expressed gratitude to Prince Kongdai with a chest-patting salutation.

"Do I... have to continue charging?" Alfus looked at the vehicle formation, inquiring tentatively.

"Certainly." Prince Kongdai's face slightly reddened, "I might tell you a hundred times about how terrifying a lion looks, it will never be as good as experiencing it yourself.

The first time you see a lion you are naturally frightened, but once you live through the fright, then you gain the courage to fight the lion, Alfus, carry on, but remember not to overdo the charge."

"Yes, Your Highness!"