Volume 1: The Rise of Elanhill Chapter 0009 Battle of the Eastern Forest
"Sir! The enemy's 200 cavalrymen are deployed on their flanks! There is only a square formation of a hundred or so people in the front, it's simply a child's play!" A Maine cavalryman rode up to Ensel and reported loudly.
Hearing this news, Ensel's smile widened. The enemy's troops were so few that they were not enough to support the defense line.
No matter how many conspiracies and tricks there are, whether it is a siege from behind or an attack from the flank, a certain amount of troops must be maintained in the front to withstand the opponent's attacks.
Now, Seris's infantry was so few that he couldn't maintain the frontal defense at all. He only needed to attack once to break through the enemy's defense line - in this case, there was no need to think about the defense of the flanks and rear.
“Hahahaha!” Ensel pointed his whip in the direction of the Seris army and said to the generals around him smugly, “This kid from the Ailanhill family has never fought in a war. He is totally vulnerable!”
"Let the cavalry attack! 200 cavalrymen will crush them and we will win the war!" the general suggested with a smile.
"No!" Ensel waved his hands as if he was planning a battle, his expression becoming even more arrogant: "He still has 200 cavalry on the flank. I won't take the risk!"
"Order! Infantry advance! I am different from that young man who likes to use tricks! I will charge at him head-on! Invulnerable! Let's see what he will do? Hahahaha!" Ensel rejected his general's advice and gave his own order.
Behind him, the sound of war drums became more rapid, and Maine's army began to move forward one phalanx after another.
The soldiers marched in neat steps, their erected spears swaying slightly with their footsteps, and the sound of armor rubbing against each other was as dense as raindrops hitting tiles.
"The lord of Ferry City, Modrel, did not send reinforcements. He rejected our request." Just as Ensel ordered the attack, a cavalryman came from behind him and brought some unhappy news.
But for Ensel at this moment, this news is no longer so important: "Forget it! He doesn't want to come. I will go and settle the score with him after I deal with Ceris!"
Just as Ensel was thinking about how to teach Ferry City a lesson after defeating Seris, he heard thunder that resounded through the sky. At this moment, he did not realize that this thunder came from hell and could devour lives.
A grenade landed in the formation of the Maine cavalry. The explosion stirred up gravel and shrapnel, cutting the horses and human bodies, creating a bloody storm.
War horses neighed during the explosion, and all the Maine cavalry looked in the direction of the explosion in horror, not knowing what had happened.
Then, a second explosion also sounded among the cavalry, and the smoke billowed into the sky. The hurricane of shrapnel swept through everyone nearby and pierced through anything that blocked its ravages.
"Ah!" The knight whose leg was cut off by the explosion fell off his horse and let out a heart-wrenching scream.
Unfortunately, his screams were drowned out by the third explosion and no one noticed it.
Next, more explosions broke out throughout the entire Maine battle formation. In an instant, Maine's flags fell to pieces, and the soldiers fled in panic. The neat formation disappeared in an instant.
Before Ensel could react, the second round of grenades fell with a whistling sound, and the loud noise that was more terrifying than the devil's snoring once again echoed over the Maine army.
"Boom!" A shell exploded not far behind Ensel, blowing away the war drum and his guards. The flagpole of his family's battle flag shattered with the explosion, and the flag full of bullet holes slowly fell in the explosion.
The knife-like air wave made the warhorse under Ensel cry out in pain. Ensel used all his strength to steady the horse again and raised his head to look around.
His cavalry phalanx was in disarray, with horses and knights running away in all directions. His infantry phalanx was in disarray and suffered heavy losses.
The huge explosion formed a terrible crater, with broken limbs and corpses scattered around the crater.
Farther away, wounded soldiers were holding their wounds and screaming, while the uninjured soldiers stared at the people around them with wide eyes, at a loss, and shouted hard to try to regain their hearing.
Three infantry squares, numbering more than 1,000 soldiers, were easily defeated by the roar of modern artillery.
"Boom!" The third round of artillery fire fell on Maine's army. Chris, who had no intention of saving ammunition, still ordered the artillerymen to load grenades and fire.
This round of explosions finally woke up the dazed remnants of Maine's soldiers. They dropped their weapons and began to flee. No matter how hard the surrounding officers tried, they could not gather them together.
"They have magicians!" A soldier pushed down his officer who tried to stop his retreat , shouting hysterically.
"Seris is protected by magicians! You are sending us to our deaths !" The fleeing soldier stepped over the officer on the ground and found an excuse for his desertion without even looking back.
Unfortunately, the officer behind him did not have the chance to listen to his explanation, because the fleeing soldiers behind him stepped directly on the chest of this unfortunate officer.
"Boom!" Explosions continued to sound one after another among the fleeing crowd. The scene of industrial civilization's hot weapons destroying the cold weapon natives was played out in a foreign world, cruel and cold.
Chris looked at the black smoke rising from the plain in the distance, holding the reins of his warhorse and calculating the time to counterattack. This was his first battle since he came to this world, and the joy of victory stimulated his male hormones, making him feel his whole body trembling slightly.
"Stop the shelling!" After firing three rounds of grenades, Chris stopped tapping the hilt of his sword. Seeing that the enemy had begun to collapse, he ordered to stop wasting shells.
"Replace with solid bullets and fire two more rounds! Then stop shooting and wait for my order!" Chris said to the messenger following him as he rode his horse towards the cavalry phalanx on the flank.
"Clang!" He arrived in front of the knights' formation, drew out his sword, raised it high to the blue sky, and his powerful voice drifted into the distance: "Elanhill is undefeated!"
"Elanhill is undefeated!" Beside him, two hundred knights in black armor shouted to break the silence. They raised their spears high, and the spear tips reflected a dazzling light in the sun.
"Attack!" Chris pulled the horse's head, slashed forward with the sword in his hand, clamped his legs on the horse's belly, and jumped down the gentle slope in front.
"Kill!" Two hundred cavalrymen roared their attack at the same time, following their lord and riding forward.
This victory came too easily, and the devastating explosion stimulated every soldier in Seris City. They now firmly believed that the person they were following was undefeated, and they believed that Chris could bring them victory.
The horses' hooves pounded the ground, and the black armor rose and fell slightly as the horses bumped. Just as the Mayne soldiers collapsed, Chris led two hundred cavalrymen into their chaotic formation.
There was no one to organize a defense line to stop the Seris cavalry from rushing in. The power displayed by the cavalry when chasing the chaotic army could definitely be described as unparalleled.
"Ha!" Chris passed by a group of chaotic soldiers and chopped down a panicked Mayne soldier with his sword. It was the first time he experienced the feeling of chopping flesh with a long sword, and the first time he used his own hands to personally end a person's life.
The cavalrymen following behind him were all covered in blood, knocking down and crushing the Mayne soldiers one after another. This was a massacre, a one-sided massacre that was destined to happen long ago.
"Kneel down and surrender to save your life!" Chris, who was already in the midst of Maine's chaotic army, suddenly tightened his reins, raised his horse's front hooves into the air, raised his sword high and shouted.
The Seris cavalry continued to charge forward, passing their lord and shouting as if their opponents had been pardoned: "Those who kneel down and surrender will be spared!"
The Maine soldiers, who were running around like headless flies, seemed to have found a life-saving straw. They immediately fell to the ground, watching in horror as the blood-soaked enemy cavalry passed by them.
"Click, click." Chris rode his warhorse, slowly passing by the Maine soldiers who were already kneeling on the ground, and finally let the horse's hooves step on the Ensel flag.
He won this battle, and his victory was without suspense and easy. He had technology that was more than one generation ahead of the world, so it was natural for him to win.
He lowered his head and looked at Lord Maine Ensel, who was also kneeling on the ground and looking up at him, waiting for him to speak first.
Sure enough, Ensel took two steps forward on his knees, forced a faint smile on his face, and begged, "I was wrong! For the sake of our being vassals of the Alante Empire... let me go."
"I'm willing to pay the ransom! I'm willing to pay 10,000 gold coins as long as you spare my life!" Seeing that Chris didn't say anything, the frightened Ensel looked up at the black-armored knights around him in embarrassment, and became more and more hysterical .
"Is this your last words?" Chris looked down at the enemy commander curled up on the ground in front of him and asked coldly: "Go tell those dead souls of Ceris!"
"You can't kill me! I am a vassal of the Alante Empire! If you kill me! The Alante Empire will hang you! They will not let you go!" Ensel looked at Chris desperately as he raised his sword, and finally shouted madly.
"Puff!" Chris swung his arm, and the long sword in his hand flew into the enemy general's chest. The huge force penetrated the armored body and nailed the opponent to the ground.
Looking at the black battle flags gathering around him, and the black-armored cavalrymen covered in blood, Chris pulled the reins and looked at the corpses on the ground, and slowly said, "So much nonsense!"
