Chapter 395: The Salvation Army’s Cavalry Was Too Perfunctory
The ecstasy brought by the reinforcements lasted only less than a second, and the hearts of everyone in Xiaochi City were lifted again.

They couldn't believe their eyes. If they were not mistaken, the Savior Army only had thirty to fifty reinforcements.

And there are at least ten teams of extraordinary knights at the city gate, with more than 120 knights.

The militiamen who were cheering just now, when they saw that the number of Holy Gun Cavalry was obviously half that of the knights, their cheers seemed to be suddenly stuck in their throats and turned into shrill leaking sounds.

When the Holy Gun Cavalry approached in a loose formation, the militiamen who were still fighting at the city gate could not help but despair.

These Holy Gun Cavalrymen did not wear brim helmets, and only had half-body armor or even vest breastplates on their bodies. Many of them did not even have lobster-arm slatted arm armor, let alone thigh armor.

They did not hold their lances high, but had two strange wooden sticks inserted in their knee-length boots. There was only a slender saber and a mace hanging on both sides of the saddle.

Seeing this scene, the militiamen's hearts finally died down. The Savior Army's reinforcements were too perfunctory.

They could not think of any adjective to describe the thirty or so squire knights except that they were courageous.

"So it is, the farmer cavalry." The leader of the extraordinary knights, an old knight, spoke in a stereotyped farmer's accent and laughed.

Amid the laughter, the citizens and craftsmen present felt more and more depressed, and some even began to question desperately, "Holy Lord, must you treat us like this?"

"The Holy Lord will not stand on their side. Only if you give up on yourself will the Holy Lord give up on you." Martin shouted at the person who questioned him.

Seeing the wavering hearts, Martin gritted his teeth and stood on a box on the ground, shouting: "Come on, fellow believers! Even if there is no help, will we not resist? Our homes are behind us, where can we retreat to? We will not retreat even a single step!"

At Martin's call, the militiamen finally stood firm and were no longer as shaken as before.

Armand calmly commanded the natural priests to load their guns and once again aimed the muzzles at the knights in front of the door.

The old knight looked at the scene at the city gate, then at the Holy Gun Cavalrymen running towards him, and made a quick decision: "Crixus, you take forty of your squire knights and stay here. Don't let them close the city gate. The rest of you, follow me."

According to the calculation of the old knight Maurice, forty squire knights were enough to ensure that the city gates would not be closed.

The eighty regular extraordinary knights and squire knights he led were a mixture, so it was no problem for them to defeat the thirty-odd squire knights in front of them.

There was a rumble of hoofbeats at the city gate, and more than eighty knights suddenly left the crowded and narrow area in front of the gate and charged towards the Holy Gun Cavalry not far away.

The remaining forty squire knights dismounted and began to shoot with bows, using the Kush people's natural archery skills to accurately shoot at the militiamen who tried to close the gate.

As for the knights led by Maurice, they sat upright on horseback, tucked the butt ends of their lances under their armpits, aimed at the charging Holy Gun Cavalry, and held the lances flat in their hands.

In cavalry charges, Kushite knights rarely used bows and arrows because both sides were galloping on horseback.

It is unlikely that one arrow out of ten could hit this high-speed moving target, and even if it did, it is unlikely to cause much damage.

More than eighty knights stood straight with their yellow, red and blue woolen trousers showing through the gaps in their armor, and huge feathers as long as forearms fluttering in the wind.

The wrought iron spear head roared through the air, and the solid lance that needed to be held in one hand was more than five meters long. Only these knights with extraordinary strength could control it.

Seen from the sky, the Kush Knights looked like a long black river running through the fields. They opened their mouths, revealing the fangs of their lances, and rushed towards the Holy Gun Cavalry, which were arranged in three neatly arranged teams of twelve people.

"Change from attacking to running! Prepare to launch the Holy Wind!"

Jeanne's cold roar sounded, and even though it was a young girl's voice, the beast-like Holy Gun Cavalry obediently slowed down their pace.

Unlike infantry, hand-gun cavalry do not issue orders to decide when to release the holy wind.

Compared to cavalry warfare, which places more emphasis on personal prowess, the timing of firing a gun is controlled by the individual.

However, most of the Holy Gun Cavalry would still strictly follow the drill manual and fire at a distance of about 20 to 10 steps. This distance is exactly the distance at which the opponent's face can be seen clearly.

"Bang! Bang bang bang!"

Chaotic gunshots rang out one after another.

A super knight who was charging felt a pain in his waist and abdomen, and warm blood mixed with internal organs flowed out from the gap in the armor.

The lead bullet weighing 30 grams easily broke through his armor, tore open his body, and left a shocking bloody hole.

Because cavalry combat is more dangerous than infantry combat (the engagements are closer and more frequent), and it is almost impossible to reload the holy musket on horseback.

Therefore, each Holy Gun Cavalryman carried two muskets, which were pre-packaged and would be wound up and fired when the battle came.

This means that the Holy Gun Cavalry can fire at most two shots on the battlefield, so there will be some holy power left for the infantry holy guns.

In order to exert maximum power, under Heimdine's design, the mountain copper spring content of the cavalry spring gun is more than twice that of the ordinary infantry gun.

This means that even though the orichalcum springs of both the cavalry and infantry were twisted ten times, the speed at which the bullets left the muzzle of the cavalry musket was 70% to 80% higher than that of the ordinary holy musket.

At a distance of ten meters, even four millimeters of plate armor can be easily broken.

Amid the continuous sound of gunfire and sparks from the turning gears, blood spurted from the bodies of the extraordinary knights and horses that were originally galloping at a high speed, and their organs and flesh dyed the grass on the ground dark red.

The warhorse, whose body was torn apart by lead bullets, could no longer control its direction and collided with other knights, with its hair, flesh and armor squeezed and torn against each other.

The knights fell to the ground one after another. Those who fell to the ground slid up awkwardly in the blood and pushed away the heavy corpses of their horses.

The remaining knights tugged at the reins in panic, like waves crashing against rocks, bypassing the friendly forces on the ground and continuing to charge towards Jeanne.

These devilish things only killed or injured seven or eight knights. Although their speed was reduced, these cavalrymen were still no match for them as long as they got close.

"Spirit of the Holy Father! Grant me thunder!" Jeanna's voice was still that of a young girl, but it sounded like thunder in the ears of the extraordinary knights.

There was indeed a thunder explosion, and the dazzling white light made the leading cavalrymen squint their eyes.

Electric snakes cut through the air, bypassed their bodies, and crashed into the horses they were riding.

The aroma of horse meat with the smell of rotten eggs and burnt smell wafted in the wind, and the five horses' limbs, which were originally nimble and leaping, suddenly straightened.

The huge weight on the horse's back is transformed into an impact force on the horse's leg joints the moment its hooves touch the ground.

The white bones pierced the flesh of its forelimbs, and the warhorse, with a black and pink tongue, lowered its head and hit the ground heavily.

The five bravest knights in the front row even squinted their eyes, and somehow they slid down their horses' necks and sat down on the grass like a slide.

The five knights struggled to stand up, but when they looked up, they saw the iron gloves under their arm armor holding a hammer and spear that was shining with cold light and was about to smash down.

This hammer spear is a newly made six-sided hammer with a wrought iron spike on the front of the hammer head. It can not only inflict blunt damage through hammering, but also penetrate armor through the spike.

The heavy hammers hit the helmets of the fallen knights, and the high-speed movement of the horses provided the hammers with incomparable impact force.

The moment Jeanna swung, the knight's face was completely sunken when he was hit on the head. Under the huge impact force, he flew backwards more than a meter before rolling to the ground.

Led by the Holy Grail Banner, three squads of Holy Gun Cavalry infiltrated the loose knights.

(End of this chapter)