Chapter 417: Mizam admits that he has a gambling element

"Good news! Good news!"

The flag with the goldfinch emblem representing Prince Condé emerged from the black smoke, and the armored knight holding the battle flag shouted loudly before he got close.

The knight from Hotham County rushed to the front of the army and reined in his horse, which then stood up and neighed.

"how?"

Mizam, who had been anxiously running around in the spot, suddenly rushed to the front of the messenger cavalry and asked almost face to face.

"Great victory!" The extraordinary knight from Hotam County lifted the visor of his bird-beak helmet, revealing his sweat-soaked face. "Our glorious knights broke through the enemy's phalanx with just one charge. Sir Alman, please send out your entire army as soon as possible to avoid wasting time."

"Huh, how could I not know?"

Mizam said this, but his face completely relaxed from its original frown, like a crumpled piece of white paper being flattened in an instant.

When the Salvation Army left their position, he had already ordered those upwind to stop burning straw and firewood, but the smoke and dust would not dissipate in a short time.

The smoke and dust obscured his vision. At one point he even suspected that he had presbyopia and had mistaken the Saviors for trees. Otherwise, how could they suddenly disappear in the smoke and dust?

Three minutes ago, he sent many knights to gather information, but most of them were stopped by those damned Kush knight traitors.

This undoubtedly made Mizam extremely annoyed. Just say that the Kushites were not trustworthy!
The church had not said anything openly over the years, but had been secretly trying to annex and assimilate the Kushites. However, before it succeeded, this uprising broke out.

But after it's over, when the church raises its butcher knife against the Kushites again, even those Aiel scholars who complain in the Imperial Parliament every day and do nothing will have nothing to say.

The result of this series of events was that Mizam failed to capture Horn's movements in time.

To be precise, he realized that the Savior Army's formation had moved, but he could not figure out how and where they moved.

So Mizam just made some simple adjustments to move right, waiting for the Saviors to come for the decisive battle.

It was not until some cavalry broke through the interference of the Kush Knights and the Holy Gun Cavalry and brought accurate information to Mizam that he discovered with horror that the marching speed of these Savior Army infantry was abnormally fast.

In just five minutes, the Savior Army infantry appeared in front of Mizam!
This is a battlefield. Normally, the Imperial infantry would break up their formation halfway through their charge at this speed.

Besides, it's only been five minutes. If it were his guards, they would still be struggling to get going!
If more and more cavalrymen had not brought back reports, Mizam would have thought it was false information.

At this rate, in ten minutes at most, these damn rebels will rush towards Mizam from the side.

Mizam was not praising these guards, they were all outsiders from Hotam County, and their morale was low to begin with. It was good enough that they could face the enemy head-on. It was ridiculous to expect these infantrymen to maintain their morale and fight back after being attacked from the side.

What about forming a defensive array on the ground?

Based on his understanding of his own infantry, he knew it would be a blessing from God if they could complete the turn to the right within ten minutes, not to mention forming a formation to meet the attack.

The Dunjar Phalanx ensures the ability to counterattack, but the price is that its mobility is far inferior to that of infantry of the same level.

Mizam realized that there was no time to adjust. If he had to, by the time Horn's army rushed over, the guards would probably be in the process of adjusting their positions.

What if we send the Imperial Order Company directly to attack the center of the Salvation Army? But that would be a repeat of the Battle of Pavia.

The Imperial Order Company was too far away from the main square formation, and the infantry could not provide effective support. Once they were trapped in the enemy formation, they could not escape easily and would eventually be blown to death by the devil's wind.

The best way to fight against these Savior infantry is to use infantry to force an attack, consume their mana and lead bullets, and then let the knights attack.

Mizam didn't know much about military affairs, but he could sense the urgency of the situation.

The servants still remembered what happened at that time. The usually calm Mizam was so anxious that he circled around the rock.

Fortunately, there is Arman, a veteran on the battlefield, who proposed an emergency countermeasure.

After the cavalry's investigation, it was found that the more than 4,000 troops on the right wing of the Salvation Army were out of touch with the center and left wings, and were at least 100 meters behind.

Then use the Imperial Order Company to attack the right wing of the Salvation Army. If the opponent returns to defend, it will slow down their attack speed, giving Mizam time to adjust.

If the opponent does not return to defend and support, then try to attack the enemy formation directly.

Under the charge of 300 knights of the Imperial Order Company and 900 extraordinary knights of Hotam County, if they could break the infantry phalanx of the Salvation Army, their flanks would be exposed to the Church Army.

In this way, Mizam does not need to change his formation to the right, he can just charge forward and use the classic right-wing diagonal tactic. When the Savior Army moves, the Church Army will follow.

As long as they rushed into the enemy's formation before the Salvation Army, although they could not achieve a complete victory, they could swallow up 4,000 of the enemy and capture their baggage train. It was obvious that once the baggage train was gone, morale would definitely drop significantly.

And if successful, the Salvation Army's flank would be exposed to the Imperial Order Company.

No matter how fast they change formation and move, can they be as fast as the Imperial Company's charge?
The only flaw in this strategy is that the Saviors' counterattack capability is very strong, which has a strong deterrent effect on the Knights.

Mizam planned based on past battle examples. Even if the Imperial Company acted as the vanguard, it might not be able to break through the Savior Army's formation that could blow the devil's wind head-on.

But considering the situation, he agreed to Arman's proposal.

Mizam admitted that there was an element of gambling on his part, but it was clear that his bet was right.

Alman's order broke through the Savior Army's formation in one go. With the cover of smoke and dust, these Savior Army soldiers didn't even have a chance to blow out the terrible devil wind!

Thinking of his previous performance, Mizam even found it a little funny. Why was he so anxious?
The moment the enemy left their position, they entered the countdown to death. I must have overestimated these peasant rebels.

No matter how fast they grow, they are still like a naked baby standing in front of the imperial knights who have developed for thousands of years.

Stroking the beaver flag belonging to the militia of Xiaochi City with satisfaction, Mizam sneered and threw it aside: "Tell Alman that we will attack obliquely immediately and provide guidance and intelligence."

"As you command, Reverend Mizam."

Turning around, Mizam smiled and said, "Ms. Marika, I'll have to trouble you to lead the knights of Lower River to disrupt the march of the Savior Army infantry."

Countess Marika glanced at the purple-faced mercenary knight and Knight Lower Rife behind her, then looked at the long dragon vaguely visible in the distance, a look of hesitation appeared on her face.

Mizam looked at Alman in the smoke and dust, and whispered: "You know, if Prince Kongdai can obtain the entire Thousand Valley, His Highness will not hesitate to give the Osra family a duke of the Thousand Valley, and the position will be in Kush Territory, what do you think?"

Looking at the situation on the battlefield, Marika took a deep breath and looked at Mizam deeply: “The Osra family will not forget your promise.”

"I am willing to guarantee this." Mizam made the sign of the cross on his forehead with a serious face.

At Marika's resounding command, except for the 200 Lower River Knights who stayed behind in the baggage camp and the remaining 400 mercenary knights, the remaining 1000 Lower River Knights rushed into the smoke.

In the previous battle, Marika didn't trust these mercenary knights at all. They took the money and fought such a shameful battle.

You deserve to drink fake medicine!

The straw smoke that was originally diffused had dissipated a lot, but the whirlwind created by the war horses stirred up the smoke again.

Marika changed into heavy armor and her figure was hidden in the smoke and dust, leaving only a roughly clear back.

"Count Koma, send someone to pass the order, the entire army is ready to charge straight ahead!" Mizam was not so good-tempered when facing Count Koma, who was of a lower birth.

"Yes, Lord Mizam." Count Coma was not annoyed. He rode his horse happily towards his own infantry phalanx.

After issuing several orders in succession, Mizam nodded proudly as he watched the infantry phalanx gradually move.

Even though he had never commanded an army, it didn't look that difficult.

Finally, Mizam called his servants and said, "Have the messenger dressed immediately. I am drafting a victory report now. Once we win, take a boat to Feiliu Castle to report the news immediately!"

"Yes!"

Riding on a horse, his body rising and falling with the horse, Mizam came to the front of the entire army.

He opened his mouth and was about to order the entire army to charge, but was interrupted by a faint crackling sound like popping beans.

In the smoke and dust, there were vague shadows, the silhouettes of galloping cavalrymen interweaving back and forth, and from time to time there were the noisy footsteps of infantry charging.

Dancing lightning and screams rang out one after another, as if one was fighting a griffin in a rain cloud.

The sound seemed a little too close. Mizam frowned but quickly relaxed his brows. However, it should be enough to slow down the Saviors.

The charge horn sounded on the battlefield, the horses of the hired knights around him pawed the ground with their hooves, and Mizam pointed his scepter straight ahead.

"All troops, charge!"

(End of this chapter)