Chapter 336

It is different from the pure white of the Templar order. On the contrary, the armor of all Knight members is like a gorgeous red rose.

And their fiery red and straight Knight guns, like the most brightly stained blood, with the brilliance and cruelty of the battlefield.

The appearance of these powerful heavy guns perfectly overshadowed the spotlight of the Templar epee.

Because as long as they are a knight, they will understand how much strength it takes to lift a heavy gun with one hand in battle.

How much lethality can such a terrible weapon produce in the process of charging.

Therefore, when these dense long guns targeted the Mongolian people they were about to rush towards, they formed a sea like fire.

The red spear tip, like a tide, swung regularly with the trembling of the knight on the horse.

With the smell of death.

But these are nothing. When the Teutonic Knights really play, the collision between red and white is nothing.

Because the other party wore the color of death on his knight.

White and black, light and darkness.

Under their square helmets like coffin plates, there is a heavy shield composed of black crosses.

In the helmet with only black eyes exposed, I don't know what kind of cruel devil is hidden.

Even the horses of Teutonic Knights were covered with white and black armor.

The horses' heads, like their masters, were wrapped with only two dark eyes.

Gloom, gloom, depression, and fear.

The negative impact of all this made the footsteps of the coalition forces behind them involuntarily step back.

It is such an army. The number of their Knights alone has far exceeded the sum of all members of the Mongolian army led by Gu Zheng.

Therefore, Zhang Hongyang, who can see the whole picture opposite with the system, showed an incredible expression on his face after seeing the three knights.

He subconsciously looked at the Mongolian people behind Gu Zheng with hot pot style helmets on their heads. He was even more confused about why the battle was a victory for the Mongolian army.

But Gu Zheng didn't give Zhang Hongyang more time to think. After the excitement, the troops behind him waved their hands and gave the order to charge.

"Whoosh!"

Before Zhang Hongyang reacted, there were countless figures around him and rushed out.

The Mongolian cavalry who were still behind him rushed to his front in an instant like an arrow leaving the string.

No hesitation, no fear of war and death, only excitement and the joy of flying.

These Mongolian people are enjoying themselves.

When Zhang Hongyang confirmed all this, he saw the most magnificent scene in his live studio.

The tide, the real yellow tide, is unimaginable if it is not seen with your own eyes.

This loose formation did not arouse any vigilance of the other three knights. They just raised the arrogant heads of the Knights and blew the horn of charge under the leadership of their respective heads.

"Bang bang"

A horse that can only run out of the sound of stepping, together, is the shaking of the whole plain.

The strongest team in Europe, with his fearless courage, rushed towards the cavalry of Mongolia.

"Whoosh, whoosh"

The first tentative bows and arrows were shot. After they met the heavy armor of the cavalry, they slipped to the ground... And did useless work.

The Mongolian light cavalry on horseback shook his head reluctantly and ran from the side without nostalgia. They didn't love war at all and didn't try to shoot the second round of arrows.

"It's useless. The arrow can't penetrate."

At the end of the battlefield, Gu Zheng, like his own telescope, made a positive conclusion.

Sure enough, the light cavalry troops in front of them ran more loosely, and everyone received their bows and arrows behind them.

Then, the Mongolian heavy cavalry on the whole battlefield rushed towards the hospital knights, which were at the forefront of the three knights.

Zhang Hongyang, who had a cheating telescope, suddenly roared out: "you're stupid. Don't you think you're happy to die when you charge in front of the heavy gun knight who charges quickly!!"

Gu Zheng turned to Zhang Hongyang with a clear smile and smiled confidently without saying anything.

When Zhang Hongyang reflected it, there was only one voice left in his heart: no!

But the extremely shrewd king of sweat, just after a deep look at him, did not ask the bottom, and said faintly: "don't worry, then look down, the army of Mongolia hasn't lost to anyone when the cavalry fight."

Sure enough, when Zhang Hongyang turned his head to the battlefield, he found that the war situation had a strange change.

At this time, the heavy cavalry army, as if afraid of the weapons of the hospital knights, began to withdraw quickly towards the rear when the two armies were still a distance away.

How can the knights, who have seen the enemy's Hospital, miss such a good opportunity?

On the contrary, they accelerated the manipulation of the horses under them for a few minutes and chased them in the direction of the retreat of the cavalry.

Because of the acceleration of speed, their camp was independent to the front of the other two knights.

Just when they thought they were about to catch up with the scattered heavy cavalry, suddenly, two more teams of men and horses they had never seen rushed out from both sides of their phalanx.

This is a light armored cavalry who hid after finding that his bow and arrow could not break the defense of the other party.

After they surrounded the hospital knights, they didn't talk much nonsense. They just manipulated the horses under them and squeezed the whole square array of the Knights into the middle.

At this time, the shortcomings of heavy gunmen appeared.

Compared with the invincible on the battlefield, they seem quite weak when dealing with the enemies on the side.

What's more, as soon as the other party came up, they used their flexibility to tightly lean the horses of both sides together.

As if they were close lovers, the Mongolian people squeezed them in the direction of the inside, like two layers of hamburgers with patties, eager to burst out the gravy.

The Mongolian army's dumpling making policy played a decisive role in an instant.

These heavy knights, hit by their horses, kept moving inward, and then became a mess.

In the most chaotic time, these flexible horse hunters showed the most ferocious scene.

They picked up the mace hanging behind them and waved the butcher's knife at the Knights.

"Bang!"

The intact head of a helmet belt flew directly, bloody and broken limbs flying.

The hospital Knights immediately returned to their place of origin, the morgue in the hospital

Even the best morticians can't splice the blood clots shattered from their bodies.

More cavalry were crushed to death by suffocation and trampled to death. It was lucky.

On the battlefield, it was only a moment's effort. Those Mongolian troops, like flies, buzzed and scattered in all directions, leaving a ground of broken limbs and debris, as well as continuous sadness everywhere, and disappeared on the vast field without looking back.

When the Teutonic Knights came behind, the outermost of all the hospital knights had become a hell on earth.

Their innermost cavalry, however, were left with only a few frothing, tottering horses.

The cavalry sitting on them did not know where they had been squeezed.

Even the members of Teutonic Knights, who were used to the tragic battlefield, felt a little cold for no reason.

They are the strongest knights in Europe. Their strength has always been between Bozhong and Bozhong. When they haven't reacted, the whole team perished.

Such a reality had to make them feel cold.

But what really makes them feel desperate is still ahead.

Because behind their cavalry array, there were bursts of screams in the direction of the temple knights in charge of the rear.

The heavy cavalry who had just retreated quickly, when the hospital knights were surrounded and squeezed, quietly circled behind them and perfectly separated the Templar knights in the back by cutting off the sheep with wolves.

Then they launched a real hand to hand fight with each other.

When the Teutonic Knights want to turn their horses to rush for help, there are always countless small teams of light cavalry on both sides of him, shooting arrows in the direction of his horse's head.

Although these arrows can't do any damage, they can stop their horses from turning their heads.

This group of light cavalry units perfectly obstructed the square of a cavalry regiment.

And the two large groups of men and horses in the back fought ten thousand to ten thousand.

At this time, Zhang Hongyang finally understood the meaning of an old saying. Forging iron still needs to be hard.

When fighting the enemy, weapons are too important.

At this time, the heavy sword of the Templar order was as helpless as a firewood stick to a gas tank under the greeting of the Mongolian People's improved mace.

Yes, in the face of blind swings with one move of chopping and chopping... Which is simpler, which is the final winner.

These elite knights, who have received good knight training and need several squires wherever they go, have finally suffered the most severe blow today.

The cavalry tactics of the Mongolian people they despised gave them a taste of failure.

But this failure is too tragic, because there is only one consequence, that is death.