"Fire!!!"

The Prussians couldn't help but open fire. What was originally just sporadic accidental fire caused a large number of infantry to follow blindly. If the Saxon cavalry had been closer, the Prussians would have caused greater casualties. Just shooting at more than 90 meters, the effect can only be considered

Not too bad, but not too good.

Many Saxon cavalrymen who were unfortunately hit were not completely dead when they fell, but unfortunately their feet were caught in the stirrups. What was even worse was that the horses were still running. These people were dragged to the ground,

It was constantly trampled by the dense hooves of horses around it, and instantly turned into a puddle of unrecognizable flesh.

"Inner circle! Fire!!!"

I didn't see the way Hippias used shotguns to sweep away the cavalry in the village. When fighting the infantry, I was busy directing, but here, thanks to Leon's help, I can finally appreciate the area composed of a large number of shotguns.

The barrage was so beautiful, although at that moment, I suddenly felt like I couldn’t help but poop.

Along with the sound of gunfire, the infantry artillery that had been holding back fired shotgun shells, and a hail of bullets turned the area more than 20 meters in front of the 33rd Spartan Legion into a seemingly insurmountable ravine.

The charging Saxon cavalry fell over a large area. The sound of guns and smoke frightened many of the charging horses. However, the next second after the guns stopped, the following Saxon cavalry still drove their horses to trample on the bodies of their dead or dying companions.

Go up, pass them and continue to rush towards the 33rd Spartan Legion, which is just around the corner.

"shooting!"

The 33rd Spartan Legion opened fire at a closer distance. This time, many Saxon cavalry fell. The horses that were shot were not only in pain but also frightened. Many of them jerked their horses in front of the shining bayonets.

The Hooves desperately retreated to all sides, but soon, the following Saxon cavalry filled their vacancies!

Bang!

The cavalry finally ran into the bayonet hollow phalanx!

Screams and wails resounded throughout the sky in an instant!

One, two, three, four!!!

The human wall in front of the two hollow phalanxes on the first line almost collapsed. The hollow phalanx on the second line was okay, but still in bad shape. Each of them was broken through by a dozen to thirty Saxon cavalry who broke through the human wall and rushed into the phalanx.

!

Whenever a Saxon cavalryman bravely rushed into the human wall, the bayonet hollow phalanx shrank by one point. After the cavalry broke in, the infantry on both sides of the bayonet hollow phalanx quickly gathered together, drove the horses out, and quickly closed

They opened a gap to prevent the Saxon cavalry behind from taking advantage of the opportunity to break through. The junior officers, flag officers, and gunners who stayed in the center drew their muskets one after another and gave the Saxon cavalry who rushed in a heads-up.

"Crack!"

"Pop!" "Pap!" "Pap!"

The reason why the elite is called the elite is not only because of their high fighting will and rich experience, but also because their weapons and equipment are much stronger than those of the second-line army. Just the four 12-pound giants buried in Dresden

Not to mention caliber guns, they are currently among these infantrymen. Basically, every grassroots non-commissioned officer has

There are two extra blunderbuss hanging in the room. All officers who are approved to wear cloaks have a thickened long sword. There are also two blunderbuss and a dagger. The blunderbuss issued by the grassroots army is very useful in blocking the charge of the cavalry.

It doesn't have much use, but it is very useful for the cavalry who rush into the center of the square.

The cavalry who successfully broke through the human wall fell in response.

The cavalry is useless if it loses its speed. The grassroots officers took the only remaining reserves on hand, which were often the escorts protecting the eagle flag and the infantry of the fourth column. They cooperated inside and outside and quickly eliminated the cavalry who broke through the human wall.

.and quickly loaded the gun.

It’s just that too many cavalry entered the first-line hollow phalanx, and the hollow phalanx was almost in danger of being penetrated. The six-pounder cannon gathered in the first-line phalanx began to bombard!

The Saxon cavalrymen who were showing off their power fell to the ground one after another, holding their wounds and rolling on the ground. The Saxon cavalrymen outside were horrified and avoided the muzzle of the gun.

The situation between the infantry and the cavalry was very tragic. I didn't want to take my eyes away at all, but I saw many Saxon cavalry emerging from the channels deliberately left by the staggered bayonet hollow phalanx.

The opportunity must not be missed and it will never come back. I ordered: "Guard Cavalry, Chasseur Battalion! Counterattack!"

The cavalry can only be dealt with by the cavalry. If I had the same number of cavalry as the Saxons, I would not have to let the infantry of the 33rd Spartan Legion resist. The problem is that I don't have them, but this does not prevent me from using them.

The cavalry, which was outnumbered by the Saxons, launched a counterattack.

The escort cavalry and the chasseur battalion, which had long since held their breath, were divided into three columns, 20 meters apart, and thirty seconds later, they launched a powerful countercharge.

Facing our cavalry, the Saxon cavalry standing behind the bayonet hollow phalanx were like waves pouring in from the gate. Although the gate of the bayonet hollow phalanx was not closed tightly, many of them

rushed in along the open passage, but everyone knows that water can only flow when it condenses together

It can exert its maximum power. When two waves collide, only the larger one will survive, while the smaller wave can only be swallowed. Now blocked by the bayonet hollow phalanx, the Saxon cavalry has become much sparser.

, facing the next three waves of cavalry charges, these people simply could not support themselves.

With superior strength and speed, they swept away hundreds of cavalrymen and only suffered more than 20 casualties. The charging cavalry lined up again at a suitable location.

The Saxon cavalry learned the lesson when they saw their companions being easily knocked down. They stayed in the deliberately opened passages and tried to fight their way out of the muskets and bayonets, but again, the cavalry lost their speed.

What a scumbag. Not only did they block the path of the charging cavalry from behind, but they also put themselves in a very dangerous situation.

Surrounded by a hollow phalanx of bayonets like hedgehogs, the cavalry with only sabers had to face not only bayonets but also volleys of muskets.

"Saxons! Kill! Kill them all!!!" A yelling officer quickly organized a new charge. This time the Saxon cavalry came out a little denser, but their speed increased.

It doesn't have any advantage compared to our cavalry.

"Cavalry Guards and Chasseur Battalion, attack together!"

The two Chasseur battalions plus my cavalry escort totaled nearly 600 people. In just one charge, the Saxon cavalry was killed. As long as we persisted, we could disintegrate the Saxon offensive!

"Damn it! Our infantry can't hold on anymore!!! Damn it! Don't run away!!"

My heart trembled and I looked over to our Roman defense line. Everything was fine, then?

Moritz excitedly grabbed his saber and shouted, and asked his dozen cavalry guards to follow him and rush towards the Prussian infantry regiment on the left. He saw that some of the thousand-man infantry column had been attacked by the Saxons.

Just started to run away.

"What's going on?" I turned to Hippias and asked.

Hippias quickly explained the reason for the collapse of the Lower Prussian Infantry Regiment. As the left and right wings, they were also sharing the pressure for the 33rd Spartan Legion. Although not as much as the 33rd Spartan Legion.

The Saxon cavalry collided, but they lost almost all the soldiers in the front line at the beginning. The Saxon cavalry tore apart their defense line, ran into it, and what is left is what we see.

The Prussian infantry collapsed.

Moritz appeared on the front line of the battlefield. He did not go up to fight with the Saxon cavalry with his sword. Instead, he picked up a blunderbuss and shot the leading Prussian infantryman.

"Cowards!!! The Prussians are ashamed of your cowardice!" Moritz roared, "Look at those Romans! They faced many times as many cavalry as you, and they still persisted. Why do you run away!"

Moritz glanced at the defeated Prussian infantry angrily, and he snatched the flag from one of the Prussian infantry: "Prussians! If you are not a coward, just charge me! If you run away, kill!"

It is estimated that the prestige of the Prince of Dessau is good in the army. Perhaps the second after Moritz rushed out first, the fleeing Prussians hesitated and followed him one after another.

Moritz, who took the lead, had the image of a fierce general in novels. He waved a military flag and slaughtered the Saxons on the front line. Because of his heroic performance, the morale of the Prussians quickly stabilized.

The attack on the left and right flanks was blocked, and they faced a hard fight in the middle. However, within a few minutes, the situation gradually became clear, and the Saxon cavalry could not hold on any longer. Facing the triple strangulation of bayonets, shotguns, and muskets, the Saxon cavalry suffered heavy losses, and eventually some people collapsed.

Now that some people had retreated, seeing that there was no hope of breaking the formation, more Saxon cavalry retreated.

The escape of the Saxon cavalry caused Moritz to let out a huge cheer at the front line. However, the cheer was stifled when a group of figures stepped forward in unison and tore through the smoke.

A large number of Saxon infantry were sent out. Under the pressure of the Prussian infantry on the left and right wings of the 33rd Spartan Legion, the morale that had just soared suddenly sank for a while.

Every time the Saxon infantry took one step forward, the Prussian infantry took two steps back. They looked at their companions around them in shock. Although there were officers working hard to maintain the defense line, my observation of their appearance clearly showed that as long as there was a breakthrough, this group of Prussian infantry would immediately

collapse.

It's not that the Prussians are really cowards, but that they suffered too many casualties in blocking the cavalry charge. Before they could enjoy the joy of victory, they faced another huge contrast. These Prussian infantrymen are also human beings, and of course they are afraid of death.

.They have fought enough and been brave enough. For the so-called honor, there is no need to fight to the death.
Chapter completed!