Chapter 275 Thunder
The battle lasted from morning to afternoon. Horn, who occupied an advantageous terrain and had made sufficient preparations, could clearly feel that the power gap between the two sides was narrowing.

If the consumption continues like this, the Imperial Order Company will be forced to take action.

With the sound of horse hooves, another group of knights broke out from the Beaulieu army and rushed towards Horn's position.

The soldiers on the left wing immediately prepared themselves, picked up the holy guns, and waited calmly with the black muzzles.

But to everyone's surprise, the cavalry team made a circle and plunged into the poisonous smoke.

Having lost their target, the Holy Gunners turned their heads in confusion and looked at the knights traveling through the poisonous smoke.

The horses' hooves moved alternately, their backs arched, and the wind created by the lancers' charge created a large hole in the poisonous smoke.

There were spider silk threads in the bushes along the road, and the knights relied on their skilled horsemanship to jump over them one by one.

"Not good!" Victor reacted instantly, "The Imperial Order Company has taken action!"

Fifteen Lancers. Booloo sent out fifteen Lancers at one time.

It's not that he didn't want to send more people, but the battlefield was narrow, and there was only so much space to pass through the Savior Army's position and reach the rear.

"The First Holy Gunnery Division, turn left and fire! Turn left and fire!" Looking at the direction of the Lancers, Victor seemed to have thought of something and was horrified.

The lead bullet chased the knights' backs, and only three or five squires on the two wings at the back fell off their horses.

The Second Legion of the Black Caps in the second line of defense realized the Lancers' intention at the same time. They turned left in panic, but still only shot down five or six knights.

Hindered by spider silk, poisonous smoke and earth ramparts, about six Lancers were left behind and forced to fight the Saviors.

The remaining nine Lancers passed through the edge of the second line of defense and quickly moved towards Horn.

"What's going on?" Horn, who was standing on the carriage watching the battle, suddenly discovered that there was a commotion on the front line.

Hakuto rode up to them quickly on his horse. "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, a group of knights, possibly the knights of the Imperial Order Company, are coming towards you."

"Where are they?" Horn asked anxiously after jumping off the carriage, and the sound of the outer fort collapsing answered him.

"Damn, the gun squad must not move, stay at the second line of defense!" Putting on his helmet, Horn rushed towards the source of the sound in a hurry.

At the same moment Horn ran over, several fallen extraordinary knights stood up by the overturned carriage, holding on to their helmets.

Beneath them were the Crusaders who had been crushed or hit to death by them.

Dust mixed with blood and sawdust stuck to the young faces of the Crusaders, and they would never wake up again.

"Hahaha, the unclean are so fragile!"

"Kill! That monster is right in front!"

Drawing their swords, the extraordinary knights laughed loudly, and began to kill indiscriminately amid the screams of the crusaders.

It was too fast, too fast. Horn had not expected that this group of knights could reach the back at such a speed.

Fortunately, Horn had set up two layers of fortifications in advance. At present, the nine lancer teams have only broken through the first layer of fortifications. The second layer of fortifications was placed with heavy objects, making it more solid.

The adjutant in charge discovered this small problem.

"Don't kill them, they are just small characters!" Looking at the war monks who were gathering quickly, the adjutant drew his lance, "Follow me, there is another car fort."

At the adjutant's call, the lancers gathered again, and the fallen knights cleaned up the battlefield around them.

"Look at my flag and charge!"

Led by their adjutant, the square-flag knights rushed to the front row, while the imperial knights lagged behind.

Unlike most ordinary extraordinary knights, the full-time cavalrymen in the Imperial Order Company have time to train their formations and control who goes in front and who goes behind.

According to Jeshka, if there are twenty warriors among a hundred ordinary extraordinary knights, then there are ninety warriors among a hundred imperial knights.

This is not an edict that the knights are not afraid of death. What ordinary extraordinary knights fear most is falling off their horses and being besieged to death.

For extraordinary knights at the level of the Knights of the Imperial Order, falling to death or being surrounded are low-probability events, so they naturally dare to charge.

The lances were pointed forward in a row, the muscles of the war horses were tense, and they neighed in succession.

The horses' hooves splashed up wet mud, and the dim light seemed to cast a layer of grey shadow over these terrifying knights.

"Get down low!" the adjutant yelled.

Lead bullets whizzed past him, and one of them even grazed the adjutant's helmet, creating a series of sparks.

But they were charging in columns, with a small attack area, and only hit two or three knights. At a distance of fifty meters, they were much faster than ordinary extraordinary knights, and the holy gunners of the First Guards Legion didn't even have time to fire a second shot.

Of course, they would not crash directly into the thick wall of the carriage, but instead rushed towards the place where the two chariots were connected.

At the junction of the chariots, the elite fully-armored war monks of the First Guard Legion lined up behind sacks of earth, pointing their spears diagonally at the charging knights.

"Hold on! Hold on!" The five fully-armored spearmen in front and the five halberdmen in the back formed two columns and blocked the gap.

The sound of horse hooves became clearer and clearer, and a row of lances shining with silver luster came towards his head at high speed.

The two soldiers in the first row were knocked more than two meters away the first second they came into contact with the knights, and blood flowed from their helmets to their necks.

The first square-flag knight who rushed in had his speed greatly reduced due to the reaction force, and a low-level extraordinary halberd holder immediately extended his halberd and hooked it on the junction of his chest and neck.

"Come down!" the halberd-wielder roared.

The Knight with the square flag did not come down.

As he passed over the corpses and seriously injured soldiers lying on the ground, the Knight of the Imperial Order's sword swept across the halberd bearer's neck at the last moment.

The head flew off the neck and rolled a long way on the ground, blood gushing from the neck. The headless corpse stood there for a long time before it fell down with a bang.

"Hahaha, they're coming in, they're coming in." Except for two or three who were entangled, all the lancers poured into the inner camp at the back.

Thirteen knights of the Imperial Order, five knights of the Banner and five squire knights, their clothes were stained red with blood.

In the end, they had to find the demon Horn before he escaped.

Then they saw two strange things facing them.

It was a thick cylinder wrapped in leather, secured with an iron hoop on the outside, and about one meter long.

A huge iron box was inserted at the tail end, with a half-angle gear exposed outside, and a crank-shaped clockwork key was inserted on each of the two boxes.

what is this?
Regardless, the adjutant threw away the broken lance, took out his knight's sword and pointed it at Horn: "Charge."

"I wanted to save this for last." Horn muttered to himself, his face pale and his body a little unsteady.

Even for Horn, who has a huge amount of mana, the consumption of holy power to supply two clockwork leather cannons at the same time is still too great.

Taking a deep breath and steadying his body, Horn looked at the oncoming knights and pulled out the clockwork keys of the two leather cannons.

"Go to hell, demons!"

"Om-"

It seemed as if the world was quiet for a second.

The warrior monks and crusaders nearby felt a tinnitus and difficulty breathing, and then they saw a scene that they would never forget in their lives.

The 80mm leather cannon let out a deafening roar, and broken iron pieces, lead bullets and stone bullets burst out.

The two clockwork leather cannons crossed, and in the twenty-meter fan-shaped area, the sweet and fishy smell of blood spread like an explosion.

The leading knights of the Imperial Order seemed to be hit by a huge hammer. They flew off their horses and fell heavily to the ground, with dense holes all over their bodies.

These are the Imperial Order Knights equipped with full armor. The Banner Knights and Squire Knights behind them are even worse off.

Arms with armor flew up, half of the head was shot into the air, and some people even lost half of their waist.

After the storm, amid the wailing of their horses before their death, only the backs of four or five knights fleeing could be seen. None of the knights left on the field could stand.

Three of the thirteen knights of the Imperial Order died on the spot, two of the remaining ten escaped, and the rest curled up on the ground, howling in pain and unconsciousness.

After taking a step, Horn's eyes blurred and he almost fell down. He took out the refreshing ointment and put it under his nose, which made him feel a little better.

I had intended to save this leather cannon for last, to deal a heavy blow to the charging Bo'oluo and his men, but I didn't expect to use it up in advance.

While commanding the Crusaders to clean up the battlefield and sending people to the front to report safety, Horn felt a dripping sound coming from his helmet.

Looking up, the spring rain that was about to fall did not fall. After waiting for a whole morning, it finally fell in the afternoon.

Before Horn lowered his head, a voice came from behind him: "Your Majesty, Bo Aoliao has launched a general attack. All knights and infantry are pressing forward."

"boom--"

A muffled thunder sounded in the distant sky.

(End of this chapter)