System: Build My Own Territory-Chapter 757 - 252: The Last Chance (10,000 Words) (Part 4)
One heavy cavalryman after another continued to leap over the barricades, entering behind the fortifications, wantonly slaughtering the mercenaries one by one.
In front of these heavy cavalry, the mercenaries were like lambs waiting for slaughter.
They had no ability whatsoever to fight back!
And in the rear of the heavy cavalry, there was a group of light cavalry.
As the messenger mercenary had said, the rear was densely packed with infantry.
They were either wearing forged plate armor, with iron helmets on their heads, holding exotic long spears.
Or wearing armor plates, holding round shields in their left hands and iron spears in their right hands.
Or holding longswords, with longbows and quivers on their shoulders.
Even though the weapons in their hands were different.
They had one thing in common - fully armed!
The enemy troops attacking at night turned out to be a fully-armored soldier unit!
Looking at such a massacre, Keith’s eyes were filled with horror.
Is this the enemy of Frank Manor?
Such enemies, merely a mercenary corps made up of ordinary vagrant peasants, how can they be confronted?
A thought instantly popped into Keith’s mind.
It’s over! 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚
The Blade Wind Corps is over!
Run!
We must escape immediately!
Otherwise, it’s a dead end.
Not only did Keith see the slaughter happening ahead.
The captains and mercenaries around him also saw the squads of heavy cavalry and heavy infantry...
Their faces were filled with panic, and the speed of their running gradually slowed down.
Pairs of eyes continually scanned their companions around them.
It seemed like they were seeking suggestions for the next course of action.
Keith was shocked in his heart, and he hurriedly shouted loudly: "What are you afraid of?"
"They just have an extra layer of iron than us, they’re still human!"
"There are so many of us, are we really afraid of them?"
"Kill them for me!"
In this situation, if the cowardly atmosphere among the mercenaries were allowed to develop.
In just a few minutes, they would scatter and flee.
What awaits them would be a one-sided pursuit and massacre.
By then, let alone the mercenaries, he himself would find it difficult to escape.
Hearing Keith’s shout again.
The mercenaries who had originally wavered in their hearts, steadied themselves.
They shouted as they once again raised their weapons high, heading towards the battlefield where the fight was ongoing.
Watching the mercenaries run past him, falling into battle with the cavalry and infantry ahead.
But shortly after.
One mercenary after another fell, lying in the pile of corpses and blood.
Keith’s face was full of seriousness.
His hard-earned mercenary assets accumulated over six or seven years.
Destroyed at once because of this trip to Morgan Town!
Keith’s heart was full of hatred.
Damn Frank Manor, damn Joao Frank!
If it weren’t for him inviting Blade Wind Corps to Morgan Town.
Then none of this would have happened.
Even if they continued to stay on Wind Hill, living a life of exposure to the elements every day.
At least, there would be no danger to life.
Watching the former mercenary members continuously fall.
Keith withdrew his gaze and started running in the direction away from the battlefield.
Everyone in the Blade Wind Corps could die, except him.
As long as he is still alive, as long as there are those gold pounds that Wyatt took away.
Then he still has a chance to rise again!
As for the deceased personnel, at worst he would recruit again!
...
Under the night.
Lynn rode on Mo Ying, looking distantly at the slaughter at the entrance of Morgan Town.
The scene before him was not much different from the simulation of the Battle of Morgan Town on his Battlefield Sand Table.
Under the charge of the heavy cavalry, the unarmored mercenaries were killed like withered grass beneath the horses.
The top warhorses from the Badan Empire, the defensive capabilities of the standard plate armor, and the five-meter winged spear, their advantages were once again fully displayed.
Although there are multiple obstacles and restrictions to gradually forming large-scale armored cavalry or heavy cavalry.
The number of warhorses, the forging of heavy armor and vests, the training of soldiers’ abilities, etc.
Without extraordinary power or sturdy, targeted fortifications in front of them.
It was still impossible to conceal the invincible posture of the heavy cavalry!
The barricade fortifications of Morgan Town, and the mercenaries defending them.
Under the charge of the heavy cavalry, in just a few minutes, they were torn apart.
Under the lead of Rose and Earl taking the lead.
Heavy cavalry and light cavalry charged towards the approaching group of mercenaries.
The weight of the soldiers clad in standard plate armor, the weight of the warhorses, directly maximizing the momentum of the charge.
The exotic long spears held under the soldiers’ arms, parallel to the warhorses, instantly thrust into the mercenaries.
Mercenaries, like chunks of meat, were skewered on the winged spears.
The sound of bones cracking from the impacts, the painful wails, the clashing of weapons...
This group of six to seven hundred mercenaries was directly torn in two by the cavalry, split into two groups.
The ground passed by the cavalry was covered with piles of fallen corpses.
Before a group of mercenaries could react.
The heavy infantry following the cavalry, striding with big steps, wings outstretched, gradually approached the mercenaries.
Crash, crash, crash~
The neat steps of the heavy infantry stomped on the bluestone pavement.
With each step, the collision between the components of the standard plate armor.
Forming a series of heavy sounds.
Clad in black-gray standard plate armor, wearing black full-coverage iron helmets, holding black exotic long spears.
Even at just a glance.
They gave off a powerful psychological deterrence.
Some mercenaries, driven to desperation, gritted their teeth, lifted their weapons, ready to fight, trying to resist with all their might.
