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By the time the morning sun was fully revealed and the fog was lifted with a gentle hand, Albrecht's army turned around the hill.
It was originally a one-track formation with the ‘T’ characters in mind, but in reality, it marched obliquely toward the left side of the enemy. It was like I had turned the "F" ruler to the right.
Hundreds of knights hovered over the soldiers with short cloaks. And I screamed at the whale to rest my neck.
“Line it up! I will not forgive those who scatter the ranks! ”
“Line up! ”
To quickly regroup after maneuvering, it was important to walk in line with the formula.
The soldiers marched at the speed of line, and the enemies on the hill didn't care.
It was a marvelous pace, indeed, that more than 11,000 troops left early in the morning, feverish and came here until morning.
The combat strength of the army was not simply to wield the weapon well. When orders were dropped from the top, it was real combat power to execute them quickly and accurately. Albrecht's army, it was truly the greatest in the world.
The commander in charge of the hills on the left was puzzled by a large group that he had never heard of. I heard that the enemy is retreating. And that's what passes by our side?
The Declaration of Joy in Reynald has led the commander of the Left Hills to make misguided judgments.
“Do you want to assign a Crossbowman? ”
Then the commander's deputy spoke to me. The commander hurried to his senses and said,
“No. Don't provoke them. ”
If the people of the next generation read about this situation in the book of history, they would clearly say that he is a foolish commander.
However, the commander was neither a fool nor a perfectly normal person. Can we blame them for thinking only on a common sense ship?
When people see things that are out of their minds, they fit into their common sense. Of course, you have to take responsibility for the consequences.
While Albrecht's army crosses the side of the left hill, they receive no warning. And then, at some point, he stopped and all of a sudden turned to his left.
From the position of the enemy commander, an army that was unimaginably complete fell from the sky and completely flanked. Oh, yeah?
It was only then that the commander began to cool down his spine. But it was already too close to the enemy.
The Knights of Albrecht continue shouting, running around the Elders.
“Get in line! ”
“Enemies at your doorstep! If you don't want to rummage, get in line! ”
At that moment, the golden armor gives off a glimmer of snowflake, and Albrecht protrudes forward.
“Fall in line after taking the hill! Breaking news! Breaking news! ”
Albrecht's voice echoes as the atmosphere drops, and the grass nearby trembles.
Albrecht repeated the same words, running in front of his soldiers, leading the guards.
“Breaking news! Breaking news to all troops! ”
Then Wilhelm, in charge of the center, gives a quick order, and orders the infantry commanders to advance to breaking news as far as Randolph, in charge of the right.
“15 infantry breaking news! ”
“24 infantry breaking news! ”
It was not a completely solid shape, but it was still quite reasonably shaped.
Wilhelm ordered a single shot from the archers raised in Gattingen. Then, more than 500 arrows spilled into the enemy's hills, drawing a parabolic line.
“Wack! Fuck! ”
“It's a bow! Where are our crossbows?! ”
“Son of a bitch! Shit, I'm hit! ”
Not many enemies were hit by arrows, but it meant taking cover fire while an ally was advancing.
By the way, the enemies who were guarding the place leaned in and blocked their stomach with their hands. Those with shields are healed, but with their hands against the stomach, their appearance is truly grim.
Looking at that, Albrecht raises his axe high and shouts as he sees his soldiers advancing forward.
“Advance bravely! Go and claim glory! Today's victory will be remembered forever! ”
Then he flew his red cloak and ran toward the hill in front of him.
As the king leaped forward in golden armor, a flame blazed through the soldiers' breasts. I was again energized by the tiresome pace of maneuvering.
Albrecht is close to the hill. The hills on the left were steeper than the central hills.
Then Linderhorn leaps up as if he were possessed by something. And it really flew.
It's not tucked tightly around the plant, but there's a trench dug, and it flies a few meters and falls straight over.
The hostiles who were guarding the place, along with the Black Horse, sprinkled golden light and stared at Albrecht dazed.
“Your Majesty!"
However, it was a heartbreaking moment for the approximations of the king.
I tried to follow the king quickly, but their words did not climb the steep slope properly. I jumped off the horse with my own two feet.
Soon after, Albrecht landed at the enemy encampment and roared as king of the mountains.
“I'll kill them all! ”
Then I started running wild and killing enemies who were guarding the outskirts of the battle.
Every time I swing the axe, I fly around with my head or arm cut off with my armor or helmet. Those who were cut and cut and died were in good health.
“Aah!"
“Help me!”
It would have been better if things had gone this far than guarding their positions, but Reynald was unable to train in the first place because he had such a large force.
On the left side of the hill there were 6,000 troops, and Albrecht roamed around like a swarm of herring sharks.
A bolt of crossbow flew in, but mostly missed because it wasn't aiming properly, and a couple of feet hit Albrecht. But Albrecht didn't even know to shoot a crossbow because he didn't feel a thing.
Albrecht used all his strength to make a golden shield for the hero, but he was fine.
The duck was not only hard, but shock-absorbing.
At this point, the hostiles left without looking back. Albrecht swings mad and chases his enemies away, making it as easy for his soldiers to climb up the hill as if they were entering through a wide open door.
“Fall back to the central hill! Fall back!"
Earl's commander gives the right order. If I try to get ready here, I'll just be swept away by the wind. First of all, you were right to join forces on the central hill.
Nevertheless, Albrecht did not intend to make it easy for his foes to retreat, like a door tiger.
Albrecht lunges at the enemy as his soldiers rise up the hill and form a line.
Albrecht appears to be flying from the heavenly realms on a battlefield where a spear is swirling.
However, contrary to the spectacularly beautiful and glorious appearance, Albrecht passed by and turned the surrounding area into a miserable place of dead bodies, flesh and blood.
“Get out of here! Fight bravely! ”
Rather, Albrecht seems to be encouraging his enemies. But who would fight Albrecht for madness?
Enemies are spears, shields, and flee to the central hill, abandoning everything heavy. Albrecht tries to go after it, but the guards shout in a hurry.
“Your Majesty! No! ”
“Please don't go! ”
Albrecht turns his head to look at his guards. Beyond the veil of the golden helmet, the eagle burns with blue eyes.
The approximations were actually out of breath, but seemed to catch their breath in a different sense. However, it was their duty to serve and protect the king.
Albrecht is still on his feet, but Lindehorn is breathing heavily because he's been fighting like crazy for a long distance.
With a bloody axe in hand, you turn the horse's head to your soldiers.
The soldiers in formation all looked up at the king with the expression shown above. The golden armor was full of colorful armor, mixed with glamour and cruelty, and emitted an incomparable majesty.
Albrecht shouts as he sweeps the soldiers away. Albrecht's battle cry seemed to strike the heart of the soldiers directly.
“Do not fear death, march forward! Give me victory! ”
The soldiers were not really afraid of death at this moment. I just wanted to run out and fight.
Soon after the formation, the march started again. Lysen's army was like a solid wall, and Velez's army was like a swift bubble.
Reynald, who was watching this scene at the Central Hilltop Watchtower, was unable to recover. My brain stopped after forgetting what to do.
“Champagne balls! What are you doing? Stop them! ”
The king of Veles stepped out himself as the situation escalated.
Henry, a teenager, king of Veles, belonged to the fairly handsome axis, like his sister. But it was hard growing up, and it seemed stubborn somewhere.
Reynald didn't care what the little king said. However, it was right to conduct somehow.
“Send in my troops! We need to get in formation! Regroup the rest of the troops quickly! If you don't have a line, it's pointless! Call all the men on the right hill! Call the reserve!”
Reynald was not a man short, as if he had long threatened Lauren and sought the throne. With so many allies, we had to buy some time first.
Immediately, Reynolds' direct forces, the Champagne troops, advance in formation and push up the left hill. It was a country where Yubulli's geography had changed.
Reynolds spent his whole life caring about Champagne, so he was the same as his own pawn. He fought well against Lysen's army.
However, even if there were more troops in total than Albrecht's, there were far less troops in combat.
Once Albrecht's soldiers form a firm line and push down like a solid wall, they can't hold out much longer.
“Stab!”
“Whoa!”
Hundreds of spears stab you in the front like a single body, aligned with the foot commanders' wishes. Each time, the ranks of the Champagne peel off like onions.
The discipline of the Lysen soldiers was that the Veles soldiers had unified unions they had never imagined. It was a result of intense training from experienced senior soldiers who were close to obsession.
The person in the back row had to fill in the front, but filling in the front row when he was dying like that meant it was his turn to die. It was natural that fear would attack a person.
Fear slows you down, and at some point, Champagne's forces begin to collapse rapidly.
Reynald dispatched the troops into formation as soon as possible. Axle insertion means literally falling apart. It was one of the things you shouldn't do in battle.
But what to do. Reynald knew this and was forced to play hard to get since he was pushed this way.
As morning passed and it became a sudden morning, the ridge between the central hill and the left hill overflowed with the corpses of the Veles soldiers. As he stepped on the corpse, Lysen marched forward vigorously.
The distressed screams of the Veles soldiers echo through the heavens and the earth.
Reynald looks desperate. Is this the end? Is Albrecht going to kill me? Should we run now?
“Stay with me! Champagne balls!”
Then one of the lords who was leading the reserves shouted. He was handsome and rough, but he was famous for being brave in Veles.
“The battle is not over yet! I'll go down the hill and attack the enemy! Keep the Champagne ball regrouping! ”
Reynald simply nods. Immediately, 1,000 knights descend from the hills.
While hurrying down the hill to the rear of the enemy, the sky is also careless.Knights from the Licence Knights, who thought they had defeated what was going on, poured out from behind the hill and rushed in to the side.
The Knights of the Lysen Knights bravely ran into the Knights of Veles like the Knights of the Great Ride in the Wrightgen Field.
Bang, bang! Quack, quack, quack! Hee-hee-hee!
Suddenly, the knights bounced off and fell into disarray.
While the sides are completely shattered and in a frenzy, the fighters rush in front of you as soon as they try to fight back, or wherever they come from.
While the knights and the fighting men differed greatly from the armed state, there was nothing else to be said as knights in times of mass collapse and chaos.
Hervin leads his knights and shocks his enemies into chaos, and then Richard leads his men and kills them.
Albrecht told me to set an ambush, not to give specific instructions. This was done instantly by Richard and Erbin on the ground.
The two Illudians slaughtered the Knights of Veles as if they were decapitated, and the rest of the knights and fighting men either rescued their allies or killed their enemies with good intentions.
Reynald watches this scene from the top of the hill, and his hand falls flat. It's over.
A few moments later, Lysen's soldiers reach the central hill. The troops of Veles who were in a rush to form ranks were as much exposed to their bare bodies as they were to sharpened swords.
The sun reached its peak in the middle of the day, but the battle was ending. Then Albrecht sprints forward once more among the Lysen soldiers.
The golden armor of the peak sunlight wrapped around Albrecht, creating a view as if God had come down from heaven.
All the Veles soldiers looked at Albrecht with a mixture of fear and excitement.
“I am Albrecht! Everybody on your knees! ”
Albrecht leads his guards, running in front of his enemies, shouting, "Drop your weapons and get on your knees."
Henri, the king of Veles, who was hiding in the corner like a rat, was about to flee behind Slimyney Hill, where a full-bodied Randolph led his troops up.
Randolph has been slaughtering the fleeing enemies from the hills from the start. There were so many, it was hard to slaughter.
Randolph takes off his hot helmet and throws it to the knight next to him. He stares at King Henry, stretching out the bloody Illudians.
“If you don't want to die, go surrender. ”
King Henry looks at Randolph dazed, holding his golden goblet in his arms. The king was captured, and Velez's power ended like this.
Prince Alfred and Einhart are watching this from the hills to the far left.
Alfred shudders as if electricity were running through his body. I couldn't take my eyes off the radiant creature walking in front of the surrendered Veles soldiers.
His brilliant brain continued to rejoice in remembering every single thing he saw today.
The battle results were unbelievable in numbers. The Armed Forces of Albrecht suffered more than 500 casualties, and the Veles army suffered 8,000 casualties. The remaining 12,000 were taken captive.
The battle detailed by Einhart was called the Lemmings Battle, and it was the most glorious victory in Albrecht's lifetime alongside the Eijas Battle.
The next generation of tacticians and military experts considered the Battle of Lemmings to be a masterpiece of operations, maneuvers, command and determination.
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