Nightmare, Count Robert was trapped in a nightmare and could not wake up.

The cavalry, the Ming cavalry that destroyed the left wing legion, appeared again in the morning, using the same means to attack his artillery that was about to arrive at the front.

The troops guarding the artillery did not know that the left-wing legion had collapsed. They were completely unprepared for protection under the sudden impact of the cavalry. They threw down the artillery, ammunition and some of the baggage fled in scattered.

According to the nobles in charge of the logistics, he tried his best to reorganize the army after the soldiers fled, but before he could lead the army back, he could already hear the huge explosions in the field and the shells of various sizes shot into the sky.

When they rushed over, they could only see the wooden barrels containing wine being broken through and exploded, and fruits and vegetables being thrown into the raging fires of flour, bread, salted fish, horse grass and oats. Not far away was a pit exploded by a large amount of gunpowder, and the shells were blown up in all directions with the center of it.

They gathered together various types of gun barrels were smashed by flying shells and bent and inserted everywhere, like graves.

Under the hill where the eyes were at its peak, a team of Ming cavalry left as the palace army stood on horseback, standing quietly towards them. People were wearing red cotton armor or plate armor made of England, and the Emperor Ming flag spear was half-rolled and carried on the shoulders of a rider, watching them slowly turn around and stare at them.

On the hill, some cavalrymen were left with carriages dragging and carrying cannons, gradually disappearing. Not long after, seeing that they did not dare to pursue them, the teams standing under the hillside followed them up, blending with the heaven and earth, and disappearing from their sight.

This is actually not the worst. It is nothing more than having no artillery and the enemy has no artillery. They still have an absolute advantage over the enemy in terms of military strength.

What's really bad was that when the bad news arrived in the camp, hundreds of death knights who were chosen as glorious for Count Robert stood with him. In order to further inspire people's fighting spirit, Robert did not let them avoid suspicion in military affairs.

The news that only a few people in the entire army should have known suddenly became information that hundreds of people knew, and it was spread to every corner of the army half an hour after they vowed to keep the secret.

The news of no artillery support spreading is even more terrifying than the lack of artillery support itself.

To appease the hearts, Robert lied to the soldiers, but backfired. The Scottish nobles who should have launched an attack since the early morning refused to fight and were willing to siege the Spanish phalanx that stood still, insisting on waiting for the artillery to launch a general attack.

They were unwilling to attack, and the Spanish army was even more unwilling to attack. The Scottish troops surrounded the square formation three or four hundred steps away, but they just didn't attack. The Spanish army was even more happy. The troops on both sides just did not fire guns, you didn't shoot arrows, and stared at them for nearly an hour.

It was not that someone launched an attack an hour later, but that new information came an hour later. The company on the right wing also encountered the main force of the enemy during the battle. There was no battle between the two sides and there was no sneak attack. There was not much organization on both sides to start an encounter with the surrounding villages and the countryside.

As a result, one matches the other disgusting.

Scottish soldiers are good at turning their backs to the enemy before the battle begins, lifting their long skirts and making fun of them; they are also good at taking off their skirts when the army is facing the dilemma of defeat, and relying on humans' natural fear of creatures not wearing pants to complete the recoil.

Ke Yingming started out by stealing people in an encounter in a physical sense. The full pottery pots are far more deterrent than the deterrent birds. The red-haired barbarians from Ireland have a pottery pot. If they hit the formation, they can pollute three or four people. It is extremely terrifying.

The most terrifying thing is that they also absorb the "gold juice" from the superior's mouth, put the mud-sealed breathable clay pot on the fire, and then pull it out with a linen rope.

Not only is it disgusting, foul smelly, but it also hurts people.

Killing a thousand enemies will cause at least five hundred damage to yourself. Who knows what the Alan rider experienced with boiling those excrement with the fire he had just eaten? At least half of them vomited.

During the encounter, the highland broad sword warrior was rushing over with his bare feet and birds. It was really hard to stop a centurion, and it was extremely difficult for such a person who ignored him.

It is too easy to find death on the battlefield. Fear, hatred, anger, anger... all kinds of negative emotions surge into my head in the moment of getting the enemy. I was so ecstatic that my mind was blank that I couldn't be rational, and I didn't care about fearing death.

Many people have no idea what they were doing at that time, and very few people can clearly recognize this.

Even if it is a square formation or a horizontal formation, the purpose of the battle formation is to make people still be driven by instinct to lean with their comrades when they lose their minds. There is a response from the heavens and man to let him know where his backbone is.

A group of Scottish Highland soldiers suddenly pulled off their skirts and launched a charge, which was equivalent to two people scolding each other and suddenly pulling out their guns, immediately pulling their irrationality back to their sanity.

And here, the Ailan cavalry raised his hand and threw it out, let alone hit it on his body, even if it hits the ground in front of him, the smell, luster and shape can immediately pull the most confused person back to awake.

It is equivalent to the fact that life is at stake and the brain needs the most to direct operations, my head suddenly got stuck.

It was a disaster in a blink of an eye.

Just by collecting the defeat of the right-wing legion, Count Robert had already determined in his heart that the troops that swallowed his legion must be the troops led by Ying Ming himself.

The crock pot was disgusting enough to leave an indelible memory for the defeated Scottish soldiers, but Robert knew that it was not the reason for the defeat. Even if he asked his subordinates to stick their butts and pull them while fighting, he would not win the battle.

The right-wing troops were destroyed in the battles of small troops in one day and night, and obviously encountered an extremely outstanding opponent who commanded the small troops. As far as Robert knew, there was only Ying Ming in the whole of England.

Yang Ce, who was fighting against him in the central army at this time, was completely different. Although he didn't know what Yang Ce was named, Yang Ce led an army to restrain most of his efforts to move south, which was obviously not what Ying Ming would do.

Ying Ming would only eat, eat, and constantly eat in the encounter, exchanging intelligence advantages for space advantages, which scared people to leave the castle and hand over large areas of the wilderness. In the end, people would not even fight a serious decisive battle, and their troops would be useless.

He was so familiar with this style of play that he was defeated by such a tactic in Plymouth and Winchester.

He thought that by this time, the defeat of the army formation on the left and right wings meant that the nightmare was over, but in fact, the nightmare had just begun.

Because after the artillery was destroyed, his logistics supply line was cut off immediately. Yang Ce of the central army was still strong after discovering that he had no artillery. A large number of small groups of Ming troops came over from the right wing all over the mountains and fields. In just one hour, the soldiers scattered in important places under his command were defeated one after another.

Finally, there was an internal strife. The three knights who had vowed him to kill the commander who wanted to lead the army away, but were unable to maintain the morale of the army, resulting in chaos in the battle formation and internal fighting, leading to more troops to restrain each other and triggering large-scale defeat.
Chapter completed!