Conquer the Dawn of Heaven

The Castilian Phalanx is like a huge chariot, rolling towards the front of the Sicilian army.

Their spears prodded forward, and the musketeers hiding among the spearmen kept releasing the cold guns.

The Sicilians were obviously killed by this kind of hot and cold mix, and the weapons they matched with near and far were at a loss.

In the panic-chaotic cry, a battle line finally collapsed completely.

The soldiers stepped back, and some simply threw away their weapons and ran away.

The Castilians were instantly rejuvenated.

Under the leadership of various phalanx team officers, the phalanx wearing a fish mouth helmet and half-hull armor shouted from the gap into the enemy formation.

Seeing this scene, the look of the officers around Ruosha became anxious. They either whispered or kept giving orders to the troops to stabilize the front.

It just doesn't seem to have any effect. More and more Castilian Phalanx strangled with the Sicilian column infantry.

Frontline officers kept sending people to ask for reinforcements one after another, and it seemed that the entire frontline might face collapse at any time.

"Your Majesty?" an officer whispered to remind Ruosha, "should the right wing be put into battle at this time?"

Hearing the officer's reminder, Ruosha clenched the commanding hand tightly, but then released it again.

"hold on."

Ruosha's words made the officers around him secretly anxious, and then her orders surprised them.

"Order the fifth and six grenadier companies to enter the battlefield."

"His Majesty!"

"His Majesty!"

Almost at the same time several voices sounded from around, and after a brief look at each other, the oldest qualified officer opened his mouth.

"Your Majesty, the two grenadier companies are the last reserve team. If you can't block the Castillas, it means failure for us."

"That's right, but please remember that if any army still fails to function at the end of a battle, it is the negligence of the commander," Ruosha said and glanced at the officers around him. "I I think you should know that this is the instruction of my brother Duke of Rome Thesia in his book "The Generals". If any of you want to stand alone in the future, take a good look at that book. "

Saying that Rusha waved the baton in her hand downwards, she ordered with undoubted tone: "Order the fifth and sixth grenadier companies to join the battle!"

The Castilian phalanx, which attacked violently forward, was suddenly hit with a headache.

The smoke cleared, and the figures of rows of grenadiers marching forward on the drums appeared.

They stopped very far away, quickly loaded ammunition with rigorously trained efficiency, and raised their muskets.

The sound of shooting overshadowed the shouting of the spear phalanx again. This time the surviving phalanx soldiers had no time to drag the corpses of their companions out of the way. .

Dense and unusual shooting caught Gonzalo's attention.

He looked at the rows of enemies that seemed to never be able to shoot bullets. The officer in front sent someone to report that when the depth of the enemy's firearm actually reached a surprising thickness, instead of being surprised, Gonzalo revealed A rejoicing look.

"That's the Sicilian reserve team," Gonzalo squeezed his fist hard, and at the same time looked at the knight called Sandro Don De Cialar. "I said, what do you think?"

"Have a reserve team been sent?" Sandro Don De Cialar stroked his unusually smooth beard. "That means that the queen has decided to do everything at all?"

"Maybe," Gonzalo slapped the side of his thigh again. "But Gumbre didn't show up. I think he should be on the right wing of the front. That's why they deliberately highlighted the right wing, so I can't attack from the beginning. Right."

Sandro Don de Cialal gave Gonzalo a strange look.

He knew that the queen's favorite love will indeed have military genius hard for ordinary people.

Because of this, no matter what absurd things he does, Isabella is very partial to him and is spoiled.

However, after learning that the Duke of Rome Theseia had arrived, the Castilian star seemed to have suddenly lost his calmness.

Whether it was arranging operations or making plans, he couldn't help taking the Duke as his opponent, imagining what the Duke of Rome Thesia would do, and how he should deal with the various means the other party might use.

This kind of over-caution made Sandro Don de Claral wonder if the duke was really a person, and would make Gonzalo de Cordoba as enemies and careful.

"The Sicilians seem to be fighting back, and their people seem to be trying to expel our phalanx from that place," Don De Cliar said with some uncertainty, he raised his hand and pointed to the distance. "At this time they are not Should the front be stabilized?"

"Yeah, unless they have a reason to fight back."

Gonzalo said to look back along the front line of the apparently Sicilian elite, and when he saw a crowd on the hillside not far away, Gonzalo suddenly realized what he had found.

"It's the Queen of Sicily, that's the Queen's guard."

Gonzalo was suddenly excited.

When the peculiar King of Castilla flag appeared at the head of the castle of the Grand Knights, Gonzalo already knew that the Catalan mercenaries should be Sicilian helpers.

His experience on the Italian battlefield made him familiar with Catalans.

Although not as "dedicated" as the Swiss barbarian, at least the reputation of the Catalan mercenaries on the battlefield is not bad.

Compared with other mercenary groups that either fled or simply turned away on the spot, the Catalans still have the credit to pay for it.

So those Catalan mercenaries should not surrender on the battlefield, at least they would not lay down their weapons easily after some intense fighting.

If you think about it, they have stubbornly intercepted all the rebels and kings who tried to cross the Guadavier Bridge. Then the only explanation is that this Catalan mercenary is actually ordered by the Queen of Sicily.

This also made Gonzalo despise Don Bavey. Obviously, the dead old man was really confused, and actually regarded the enemy as a straw.

However, considering the addition of Catalan mercenaries, Gonzalo has been carefully paying attention to the movements on the battlefield from the beginning. Even if the cavalry attacking the enemy’s left wing was seriously injured and fled back, he did not easily Use the few reserve forces at hand.

It was just a command for the cavalry captain to gather the heavy cavalry as soon as possible and prepare to restart the attack.

This time, he has determined that the Sicilians have put their main force into the center of the front.

This will be a critical battle dominated by the most elite infantry on both sides, and Gonzalo is ready to put the cavalry in the most important position at any time.

At this moment, he found that the enemy's right wing suddenly launched an attack on him.

Almost immediately after the enemy appeared, Gonzalo's mind flashed the shadow of Alexander.

Even he didn't know why he suddenly thought of Alexander, but the thought was still lingering in his heart, but a series of commands had been issued in his mouth:

"Order the subsequent phalanx to move to the left, hit all the remaining artillery and shoot at the enemy's right wing, don't care about the center, don't care about it, right wing, I just want to defeat the Sicilian right wing!

The orders of Gonzalo surprised the officers next to him, but the incomparable trust in the generals they were used to made them execute the orders without hesitation.

Luo Sha also noticed the movement of the right wing at about the same time.

Looking at the seemingly shaken front, although all the people around him looked dignified, Ruosha was always calm.

She looked at all this calmly, unless she still had to intervene under her command.

The Castilians are using their blood to pay for each step forward, in exchange for the white-bladed melee after approaching the enemy.

Although the Sicilian army seems to be constantly retreating, the Grenadiers have always maintained their positions and their left wing has begun to move closer to the center.

The key to victory or defeat depends on who can persevere.

When the right wing began to advance towards the Castilians, Ruosha first smiled gently, showing a satisfied expression.

This was exactly what she needed, and it was the plan that she had worked with Alexander all night on the research battle.

At a critical moment, investing key forces in a key position is Russa's trust in Alexander.

The most important thing for all of this is the absolute belief.

The party that confronts the enemy must absolutely believe that the companion can not only accurately grasp the rapidly changing situation on the battlefield, but also believe that the other party can put the troops in the hand without hesitation.

Ruosha believes that only herself can trust her destiny in Alexander's hands.

Now, it is undoubtedly the critical moment.

Ruosha's lips and lips slightly hung a smile, but soon her face showed surprise and surprise.

"What's going on?" Zuosha stared at the banner of the right-wing team that was advancing. "That's... Wang Qi?"

"Yes, Your Majesty," a servant officer replied somberly, "Please forgive Your Majesty, I know you have a very good relationship with His Royal Highness, but the Duke of Rome Thesea flagrantly cast the King of Castilla in the Sicilian army, and It’s also very inappropriate to command your army. Others will think you are taking orders from him..."

"To shut up!"

Ruosha roared angrily to the servant officer, at this time she was like an angry lioness.

"Send someone to the right, I want to know if my brother is still there."

Ruosha gave an order anxiously, she had a hunch that Alexander was no longer on the ground at this time.

Alexander firmly clamped the horse's belly, and the reins in his hands were as relaxed as possible, which made Pagasos' head almost flat with his neck.

Alexander carried a special musket in his hand, which was specially made for him by the arsenal that Russa asked Agri.

The exquisite workmanship and the precious materials used make this gun completely a piece of art rather than a killing tool.

When giving the musket to Alexander, Ruosha thought that this would probably make her brother like him more, and never thought that the Alexander General Assembly took this gun to the battlefield.

In fact, this rifle designed by Da Vinci and made by a watchmaker named Nagsell among those cumbersome parts is really an expensive gift.

At least dozens of various gemstones inlaid on it can make people covet.

Alexander did not want to hide his intention to place the Catalans on the right of the front.

In fact, both sides placed the heavy soldiers on the side of their front near the Kovones River.

This is the only way to ensure that you will not be defeated by the enemy and rushed down the river after the opportunity.

So when the Catalans just entered the battlefield, they were immediately bombarded by Castilian artillery.

Although most of the artillery has been destroyed by the Sicilian artillery, the remaining artillery still caused great casualties to the Catalans.

For a while, Catalan mercenaries fell to the ground due to bullets, and the entire formation was chaotic due to artillery fire.

At this time, Ruosha sent a messenger to the right wing of the position, but waiting for him was helpless and anxious.

When the entourage brought back the news that the Duke personally led the Catalans to attack the enemy, Ruosha's look became very ugly.

"I'm going to hang Tiego on the flagpole until he becomes a mummy."

Ruosha clasped her baton in her hands in angrily. Her tone was cold, so that the people next to her didn't doubt whether she would really do it.

"Your Majesty, this should be His Highness's own decision." An officer said helplessly.

"Then go chase him back, and arrest him if he refuses," Ruosha completely lacked the kind of calmness she had before even in the face of danger.

"It is impossible for His Majesty to stop the Duke at this time." The officers around him had to persuade Rusha "If Wang Qi retreats, it may shake the entire front."

Ruosha stared at the man with a clear eye, and for a moment the officer did not doubt that the queen might pull out a rifle and fire at him.

But in the end Ruosha didn't do it.

"Shoot back," Ruosha's mood suddenly calmed down. She took the helmet from the servant next to her and put on herself. In the staring eyes of everyone, she gave the order "It's time generals~www. ltnovel.com~ This is the moment that determines our survival or destruction."

"Array, forward~"

In the Grenadier formation, the long cries of heralds sounded first, and then the sergeants at the end of each row issued the same order.

The drum sound struck, slowly from the beginning to gradually accelerating.

The first row of grenadier companies moved forward with the speed of the drum, then the second row, the third row...

The firepower group, with nearly 600 people in the two companies as an array, began a counterattack against the Castile phalanx that had just become chaotic because of the severe blows.

The large-depth firepower group formed by nearly 10 rows of queues, such as a monster that became extremely terrible due to anger and irritability, slammed into the battlefield where the two sides were fighting extremely fiercely.

The fiercest battle in the battle of Seville started.

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