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Chapter 252 Swept

The Scottish Legion, which occupied a fort, four villages, was raided by Wei Jinzhong, led a cavalry with Spanish light cavalry as the main force in the process of scattering and looting supplies.

The horse team originally planned to divide the troops into two groups, but after the enemy was caught, it became another form of soldiers divided into two groups because the horse teams were unable to speak and could not fight together.

The Beiyang and Ailan cavalry, who were seriously wearing English plate armor and Ming cotton armor, had protective capabilities, attacked along the outskirts of the village, shooting at dense crowds with muskets, stabbing the lonely enemy with spears, and firmly carrying out the encirclement mission.

The Spanish light cavalry, wearing moorish shields, javelins and spears, shouted Santiago and launched a desperate charge to the Scottish troops in the village.

Although these shepherds born on the Iberian Peninsula and the Moors had the greatest connection with the Knights of Santiago, perhaps only were they both Spanish, this slogan of cavalry charges gave them the courage to embark on the underworld.

Their predecessors rushed towards the Ming army's positions in the Baima River in the New World in this way, facing the bombardment of General Zhenshuo's artillery.

However, this time, they were not facing artillery that could bombard large-caliber solid bullets, nor were there small flag arrows running around the sky, nor were there any bullets that splashed through the plate armor.

What greeted them with a desperate charge were a group of Scottish Highland infantry wearing small blue hats, wrapped in green skirts, and long calves with several buttons scratched by branches.

Most of them were still immersed in the joy of plundering the English villages. Some even heard the screams of friendly troops from behind them and were lying on the poor English peasant woman's pants before she could even get them up. She turned around and was stabbed through her chest by a javelin.

The Spanish light cavalry were like a group of ferocious wild boars rushing into the field. Their 100-man team also collapsed on their own in a chaotic assault. They used an unofficial six-man team to repeatedly rush from one end of the village street to the other end, and then rushed back from the other end.

The nearest enemy threw the javelin with a spear and the farther away until no enemy was seen standing on the street.

This kind of six-person group is not a combat organization, but is just a tradition in the Spanish phalanx. It maintains the friendship between soldiers, eats, sleeps, and trains together. The relationship is equivalent to roommates, but in fact it should be called accountants.

The roads, locations, and information had long been found by the Beiyang cavalry under Wei Jinzhong, and the rest was fully handed over to these killing machines.

After all, there was a plan before the war. Although the plan was messed up when it first took the enemy, every cavalry knew what they were facing.

They were not in love with the battle. Hundreds of roommates flooded the village streets like locusts, almost immediately clearing all the enemies on the street, and instead rushed along the path to the next village.

No one checks whether there are enemies in the village houses, and even those who climb into pigpens, sheep pens, hide in dung piles, or escape through barren fields and woods, have a high probability of not being chased.

There were also some Scottish archers who stayed in the wooden house when the raids occurred, after a brief chaos, mustered up the courage to run through the horses and shoot in the street behind the wooden window frames. Few shots were made, and no Spanish cavalry would take revenge.

"It's all cavalry, head north, go out and save people!"

Starting from the first highland warrior who had the courage to go out from the house to rescue the wounded, countless Scots soon emerged from both sides of the village street, holding, dragging, and supporting the wounded soldiers back to the house, followed by the terrifying sound of horse hooves sounded at the end of the street.

This time they were not so lucky because it was not the Spaniards who rushed over again, but Wei Jinzhong who had been wandering around the outside of the village for a long time.

And the heavier and harder Aylan Horse team under its command.

The Alan warriors riding skills are actually very good, but they are not used to charging on horseback because they used to not use stirrups, two, two, two, two, two, two, two, not using spears to ride. Now, although these external objects are available, they can never change their habits.

Wei Jinzhong, who was carrying a small bow and arched left and right, whistled on the street, and the Beiyang cavalry used a pistol to hit the house and the people hidden on the ground, something that the Scottish soldiers could not imagine happened.

The noble knights wearing plate armor, holding spears, and armed with burqa and heraldic horses actually turned over from the horse's back, pulled out the short axe and short sword from the horse's harness. Three or four people turned their heads and kicked open the nearest door, and rushed in to bring out the sound of a collision of swords and weapons.

After a moment, the Scots woke up from a dream and shouted unwillingly: "Irish, Irish!"

They are not knights, but they are definitely experts in using axes. In essence, chopping firewood is not much different from chopping the head. The Warriors of Ailan did this job quickly and well, and received great praise from Wei Jinzhong. He threw out a kerosene lighter and underestimated: "Send them to the road and burn it."

Torches were thrown onto the thatched roof of the wooden house. In the flames that ignited, the Ailan rider turned over and rushed to the next battlefield under the leadership of the Eastern cavalry.

The Scottish nobles stationed in the castle had the intention to lead their troops out of the city, but just as they gathered their troops, black smoke had already lit up in the two villages outside the city. From the city walls, you could see the figures of Spanish light cavalry chasing and chasing the north.

The hesitant nobles led their troops out of the city for a mile. Looking at the thick black smoke rising in the sky, everyone knew that it was too late to rush to help their subordinates at this time, so they had to withdraw their troops and return to the city, arrange defense on the spot, and prepare equipment to defend the city.

The isolated and scattered Scottish companies were soon defeated by the Spanish cavalry. When Wei Sixiang joined the battle, there was no chance he could intervene on the battlefield.

They destroyed eight Scottish companies like a destruction. Even if the fleeing soldiers gathered together, it would be difficult for them to recover their previous combat effectiveness. This Scottish Legion, which was trying to bypass the frontal battlefield and attempted to attack from the flank, was almost completely wiped out in combat effectiveness.

However, at the end of the battle, Wei Jinzhong led his troops to gather and withdrew from the battlefield in an orderly manner. Not long after, he discovered the enemy troops in the northeast direction on the high ground with a good view and future assistance. The remaining three or four companies of living forces in the castle did not dare to leave the city, so he led his troops back to the battlefield again.

They can clean the battlefield with confidence and boldness.

The Scottish phalanx spent two days plundering property, food, livestock and a small amount of valuable armor were looted by the Spanish cavalry.

After a bloody battle, the Spanish cavalry wearing leather jackets covered their bodies with a lock mail coat, happily following the commander around General Wei Jinzhong, driving the ox cart and livestock herds across the southwest battlefield.
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