Black Knight From Blue Star

　　A few peasants armed with crude weapons cannot be called soldiers.

　　It doesn’t mean you can be called an elite just because you put on armor.

 Besides, there is also a quality gap between ordnance and ordnance.

The infantry regiments currently stationed on Tacoma are recuperative soldiers who have "retired" from previous wars.

They are all elite soldiers who survived the battlefield. Although their recent training is not as hard as the newly recruited comrades, they are not something that a temporarily gathered militia can defeat.

 But the execution speed of a military formation is no longer comparable to that of the other side.

More than a hundred armored infantry were divided into five rows, the first two rows were shield soldiers, and the last three rows were spearmen.

 The enemy's troops gathered in front of the harbor entrance and swarmed up.

On top of the tower, Schwano looked down at the battle ahead from the balcony. He watched more than 2,000 people from his side rush forward, and then laughed loudly: "Hardy is indeed the one who blew it, and I My distant cousin is not a smart commander, and she only has less than 400 people, and she wants to fight with us!"

There was a lot of praise all around.

“Perhaps we can capture Hadi, force him to surrender, give us this Tacoma, and pay a large ransom before we can leave.”

He did not say that he wanted to kill Hadi, because the latter was a real nobleman, not something they, the big businessmen, and the so-called ‘little nobles’ could compare to.

No matter what Hardy's abilities are, as a great nobleman, if he dies, he will face the common hatred of other nobles and lords.

 You can capture Hadi and even imprison him for a long time.

  He will not be released until the two parties agree on the amount of the ransom, but you cannot kill him. This is an unspoken rule in the Aroba area.

Whoever commits this crime is the common enemy of other lords.

 Even Hardy has not touched this matter.

At this time, Schwano looked at the battlefield ahead with high spirits. In their imagination, the opponent's small number of soldiers would definitely collapse in an instant when faced with this wave-like offensive.

 But what surprised them was that after the two sides engaged, the armored infantry on the front line showed no sign of retreating at all.

On the contrary, the militiamen who rushed up like the tide were like waves hitting a hard rock, and they were 'crushed' casually.

Moreover, the hard rock was still advancing slowly. They stepped on the corpses of the enemy and walked slowly.

With every step he took, dozens of people fell.

 They were stunned at once.

 After the waves hit the big rocks several times, they retreated.

 Retreat with all your might.

 No one dared to come forward anymore.

At this time, the infantry regiment suddenly dispersed to both sides, leaving a wide passage.

 The cavalry that had been slowly following behind moved.

 They ran through the aisles between the infantry, speeding up at the same time.

This time they did not mount lances, but used half-handed swords.

More than a hundred mounted cavalry charging at the same time is already terrifying.

Those already timid militiamen were frightened out of their wits. When they saw the ground rumbling and shaking, and the tall horses charging towards them, they were all frightened to the point of urinating. They ran back as hard as they could without losing two more legs.

 Seeing the enemy disperse and flee, the leading cavalryman raised his left hand and made a gesture.

 Soon the cavalry also separated and began to hunt down valuable targets among the enemy.

 For example, those armored enemies.

Although there were only a hundred cavalrymen and the enemy even numbered about a thousand, these one hundred cavalrymen charged back and forth among the enemy group... They didn't care about the ragged militiamen, but if these people blocked their path, they would He won't be merciful and will run over directly with iron hooves.

Occasionally, someone would go crazy and fight back. Whether it was a spear or a sword, it would only leave shallow scratches on their armor or vest.

 The gap in equipment between the two sides is really huge.

At this time, the infantry regiment has retreated to the entrance and is guarding here to prevent anyone from escaping.

 Soon, the collapsed militias began to throw away their weapons and surrender.

Schwano stood on the balcony and stared at this scene in stunned silence.

He never expected that the army he and others had gathered would be defeated in such a short period of time.

He looked at the people around him with red eyes. Others were also frightened, but they still looked at Schwano with a slight expectation in their eyes.

 Hope he can find a way out of this predicament.

Schwano looked down, and then at the "partners" around him. His lips were trembling, and he quickly choked out a sentence: "Everyone, please be well."

 After saying that, he quickly walked downstairs.

I want to escape by boat before the enemy's army kills them here.

He walked very fast, followed by several private soldiers, and someone behind him chased him and yelled curses.

“Schwano, you piece of shit, didn’t you say that Hardy is just a vase and a pretty boy?”

 “Didn’t you say we could occupy this place?”

 “Schwano, please speak.”

Schwano turned a deaf ear to these words and walked faster and faster.

 His forehead was covered with cold sweat.

The tall tower itself was converted into a lighthouse, and it was right next to the dock. He quickly boarded the ship with his private soldiers.

 As a cautious person, he naturally has a way out.

 After he got on the boat, he immediately urged the sailors: "Hurry up! Set off the boat quickly."

 The cables were untied and the sail was unfurled.

 The ship is slowly leaving the dock.

 He finally breathed a sigh of relief and felt that his life was protected.

 As for his wife and children...he can no longer take care of them.

As long as he can survive and have money, he can still form a new family in another country.

 Besides, as a maritime merchant, he had lovers and illegitimate children in several foreign ports.

 Just find a right position that suits your eyes and your heart.

 The ship was already more than 20 meters away from the port.

It is impossible for the cavalry to 'jump' up from this distance.

Schwano looked up and saw his distant relative and grandniece Gui Wenir looking at him on the high cliff.

Although he was defeated and ran away, he still couldn't help laughing happily.

 Somewhat ironic.

Just at this moment, a wave of rockets suddenly shot out from the high ground of the harbor.

Although there were not many arrows, only fifty, only twenty or thirty of these arrows landed on his ship.

About half of them hit the sail of the big ship.

These large sails made of linen gradually began to burn.

The sailors screamed and tried to find water to put out the flames.

 But it was no use... Before they could get the water out of the cargo hold, the second wave of rockets had already been fired.

There was a whooshing sound, and the three large sails burned crazily.

 After seeing the situation clearly, the sailors jumped directly into the sea. They knew that the fire could not be put out.

But Schwano couldn't swim. He was about to let someone take him ashore. When he looked around, he found that his soldiers had already escaped.

　　I was left alone, standing alone on the deck.

 At this time, the fire became more and more intense.

Through the twisted airflow, he saw Gui Wenir on the cliff, his face as cold as ice.

 “It turns out that my dream was just a joke!”

Schwano jumped and fell into the cold water. (End of chapter)