Chapter 261 They charged towards the rising sun, as if they had made up their minds
After receiving Horn's order, Jeanne quickly selected three cavalry brigades with a total of thirty cuirassor cavalrymen, and marched in three directions towards the direction of Gray Furnace Town.

Since they were only wearing breastplates and did not carry a large amount of weapons and equipment or luggage, Jeanne and the others were tactically positioned as shock cavalry, but they were able to perform some of the duties of projection cavalry - reconnaissance.

According to the battlefield experience of the loyal knight Colebour, when marching it is best to have five or six horses in a row and five horses in a column.

If you are on a narrow road, it is best to have three horses running side by side.

Based on many experiments in Collebo's battlefield practice, Horn finally figured out that what Collebo said "the distance that only knights can feel" is three cubits (0.9 meters) between columns and six cubits (1.8 meters) between rows.

The distance between each cavalry marching square is the distance that an officer can travel back and forth in a short period of time.

Due to differences in roads, weather and terrain, Horn was temporarily unable to standardize this data and could only rely on the cavalry officers' own judgment.

The organization of cavalry monks is very different from that of infantry monks.

The three cavalry divisions have only 150 people, but have the same configuration as the corps.

They included a blacksmith responsible for repairing weapons and shoeing horses, an accountant responsible for looking after horses and paying wages, a military judge responsible for counting military merits and supervising battles, as well as buglers, flag bearers and orderlies.

The commander of the Holy Grail Cavalry is Jeanne, and the adjutant is Collebo, to whom he had previously served.

The eleven horsemen quickly connected with the local Holy Fathers informant in the wilderness and, with the help of a guide, began to draw a map of the vicinity.

During this period, there must have been small outposts with only a dozen people each. In order to gather information and terrain, they were eliminated one by one by the fast-moving cavalry teams.

The dim light of dawn popped out from behind the mountain, and Jeanna put her hands on the pergola and looked towards Jeanne d'Arc.

Behind her, the cuirassiers were finishing off the seriously wounded guards lying on the ground, muttering and complaining that the issued swords were not easy to use.

After all, cavalry swords basically deal damage by dragging and slashing, and the armed sword is too short and the weight is not suitable.

I'll have to find a way to get a new weapon when I have the chance next time.

From the capture of Mayo town on February 2 to the early morning of February 20, a whole day has passed.

Judging from the current situation, Huilu Town noticed that several of their sentries had disappeared, but they just sent people to check it out and there was no follow-up.

It seemed that they mistook Jeanne and the others for bandits robbing nearby or smugglers passing by.

The people of Joan of Arc had no idea what was happening. Their attention was completely focused on the seizure of power in Rapid City to the west and the fight with the Royal Knights.

"Your Highness." A cavalry officer reined in his horse and stopped in front of Jeanne. "Everything is disguised. We can move on."

After packing their bags, the cavalrymen mounted their horses, but suddenly, everyone stopped moving.

In the early morning sunlight, the 11 Breastplate Holy Gun Cavalrymen at the sentry post saw a squad of knights appear behind the hill.

The 12 extraordinary knights raised their heads proudly, but looked at the knights in black with the same blankness.

"Ah, it's the Salvation Army!" a young knight shouted, "The one on the far left is a farmer from my manor. I remember he joined the Salvation Army."

"I thought I caught a bandit, but he turned out to be short-haired!" The leading knight's beard was shaking with laughter.

Eleven cavalrymen without complete armor, how can you handle them?

"charge!"

"Your Highness, damn it, they recognized us, what should we do?"

There was no time to run at such a short distance, so Jeanne shouted, "Send a whistle to notify other cavalry brigades nearby. Let's meet the enemy first!"

At the command, the cuirassiers quickly formed a triangular charge formation, raised their pre-wound clockwork guns, and rushed towards the knights.

There is not much difference between the cavalry clockwork musket and the infantry clockwork musket, except that it uses lighter materials, has a shortened firing rod, and has a stronger ratchet that will not loosen until an hour later.

"Short and quick steps!" Jeanne shouted the order.

The short trot is a type of trot, in which the body weight is supported by the front and rear legs on the diagonal line, with the hind hoof falling tangent to the back of the front hoof, and the stride is small and relatively stable.

"aim!"

Ten 20mm Cannulated cavalry rifles were raised at the same time and aimed at the knights rushing forward.

"put!"

There was a teeth-grinding sound of metal twisting, and the young knight felt a stream of blood spurting onto his arm and seeping into his armor.

What happened? Why did my companion suddenly fall to the ground?
Before he could figure it out, another group of locust-like things swept past the young knight.

"what--"

This time the fallen knight let out a deafening scream and fell directly off his horse to the ground.

The young knight rode his horse in a daze, half of his body turned, and looked at his companion who was lying on the ground and struggling behind him.

What happened?

Turning his head, the young knight was stunned. He saw a black dot in his field of vision.

The whistling sound was so clear that it seemed to be right next to my ear.

The black spot grew bigger and bigger, as if it was within reach. Was this the thing that had knocked down the two noble knights? Perhaps I could reach out and catch it?

"Yeah drink!"

"squeak--"

The young knight, who was lying on the horse's back and holding the reins, suddenly straightened up.

About half a second later, he suddenly stretched out his right hand, grabbed the air in front of him, and then fell off the horse's back at an angle.

His foot was stuck in the stirrup, and the galloping warhorse dragged the body, leaving a long trail of blood on the yellow earth.

"Damn it, we fired three volleys of gunfire and only hit three people. What kind of shit is this Holy Casting Department doing?"

"Who is talking nonsense!" Jeanna's voice spread to the ten cavalrymen behind her, "Switch to armed swords and charge in close combat."

Hearing Jeanne's command, the cuirassiers curled up their bodies as much as possible without affecting their control of the horses, like cooked humpback shrimps.

Their chins were almost touching the horse's mane, with only half of their faces visible among the flying horses.

He stretched his armament sword forward diagonally, with the back of his hand facing upward and the tip of the sword pointing forward, aiming at the knights who were holding their lances with their heads held high and their chests puffed out.

In this shrimp-headed posture, the probability of the knights stabbing the cuirassiers with their spears was greatly reduced.

The wind blew up the hair hanging by her cheeks, making the tips of her hair glow with a faint golden color, and the leaping electric current made the horse's hair stand up.

The horse looked back at Jeanne in horror, as if asking, "What are you doing?"

"Good carrot, don't be afraid, don't be afraid." Gently soothing the horse, Jeanna's position on the horse changed from sitting to half squatting.

The lightning in his hand was aimed not at the extraordinary knights in plate armor, but at the unarmored horses under them.

After this period of training, Jeanna's lightning spell has become more advanced than that of the veteran witches, and she can accurately control the landing point of lightning within a short distance.

This is the value of electric welding training method!

"Become a sacrifice to the dream of heaven!"

The girl's roar was almost like a roaring lioness, and the next second, surging lightning rushed out.

White light, white light all over the sky.

The knights closed their eyes unconsciously, and a numbing feeling came from the soles of their feet.

A hissing sound of neighing was heard, and the four war horses rushed through the lightning. They rolled their eyes in unison and fell down with their heads down.

The knights on horseback flew into the air, hanging top-heavy in mid-air, waving their arms wildly like drowning men, trying to grab something.

But this is a flat land, without even a bush, only gravel and rocks all over the ground.

They could only watch the ground in front of them getting closer and closer, and the sharp stones aimed at their crotch guards becoming clearer and clearer.

"Quack, don't come over here!"

"Bang! Ss ...

In the dust, they fell to the ground with their hands and knees prostrated, and the prostate slid for a long time before stopping.

The violent collision made the heads of the three knights who fell down buzz.

They stood up unsteadily with their legs apart, their hands covering their hips and their arms tucked in, and then they saw the cuirassiers with hammers and spears turning back.

"Wait, I'm a knight, you can capture me and exchange me for a ransom..."

The spiked hammer head smashed into the helmet. Due to the horse's speed, the entire visor was dented and red, white, and gray liquids spurted out from the cracks.

The horse galloped past and the knight's body fell heavily to the ground.

"Nervous." After shaking off the blood on the war hammer, Jeanna snorted coldly, "I'll kill you and take over your manor. The ransom will also be mine."

After dealing with these knights, Jeanna raised her head.

She thought that the remaining five knights would turn around and charge again according to the figure-5 tactic that Coleb said.

But they didn't. Instead, they seemed to have made up some kind of determination. They followed the direction of the charge, facing the rising sun and disappeared behind the hill.

"Your Highness." Klebo came back from behind the hill, panting. "They gave the horses potions. We can't catch up with them."

"We were able to intercept seven, which is good. We also have prisoners. If we can get information from them, it will be a success." Jeanna walked around the knight who was stuck in the stirrup and couldn't escape, and shook her head. "How many church members were killed or injured?"

"Two dead and three wounded, all stabbed to death or injured by lances."

"It's still a bit difficult to fight the knight head-on."

Picking up the iconic battle flag, Jeanna waved it and opened it. "It's already the 22nd. We have rested enough and it's time to go to the battle. Let's go around the surrounding villages and announce our return."

In the spring breeze, the battle flag embroidered with the Holy Grail once again fluttered on the land of Joan of Arc.

(End of this chapter)