64 – Pig Hunt (5)

(The main character’s Jin is larger than this)

In fact, the crossbow is a long-range weapon, but because it fires directly, it is a weapon that can be ‘aimed’.

For this reason, in novels set in ‘Medieval Europe’, there are often scenes where knights are shot with a crossbow and their armor is pierced…

In conclusion, killing a knight in armor with a crossbow is really difficult.

This is because plate mail made of steel is hardly pierced by crossbows.

Armor can be pierced when it penetrates a weak spot in the armor or penetrates a gap at close range.

However, since the knight running from ‘distance’ had to come head-on at only 8 kilometers per hour to cover the range of 300 meters of a crossbow, he would receive more than a few dozen shots.

Then, the 1st or 2nd row will be penetrated, and the most important ‘cavalry charge speed’ will die.

And the less mobility, the more the knight gets closer to just a terribly hard drum.

Therefore, the best way to deal with knights is not to target them accurately, but to just fire arrows at them like crazy.

So, in order to raise the morale of the soldiers, I also carried a crossbow with them in the war.

After holding the crossbow, he put a goat’s foot on the crossbow’s barrel and aligned the claws in front of it with the string of the bow.

He also pulled the handle of the goat’s foot, pulled the string of the bow hard, and inserted the crossbow arrow from the quiver tied to the belt of the crossbow.

It took about 15 seconds to get here, and when I looked to the side, the other soldiers finished loading in just 10 seconds, perhaps thanks to training.

After reloading, the enemy knights approaching while raising dust seemed a little bigger.

Knights’ armor glittering with silver, lances as long as trees, shields with colorful crests covering their upper bodies, and monstrous motorcycle-sized horses clad in dull shining armor.

These terrifying beings looked down at us from below, and it seemed as if the knight next to us was completely stuck between our knees.

The most frightening thing is the sound of horses footsteps shaking the ground as if there was a big earthquake while saying ‘du-du-du’, and the horses walking slowly as if they were out for a walk.

The slow march of the horses was terrifying, like a ‘soul harvesting devil’ walking quietly in step.

But if you shoot ‘arrows’ before they accelerate, it’s a waste of arrows.

So I drew my sword and shouted in a loud voice, lest the soldiers fire their arrows in vain.

“No one shoots arrows until they speed up! The first shot must be fired as carefully as possible! Anyone who disobeys the order will be dealt with later by military law.”

As if the words were effective, there were no idiots who reflexively shot arrows except for a few of the soldiers in the ‘fear of approaching death’.

This may be the effect of training.

If it had been untrained soldiers, they would have already hit the crossbow, and the enemy would have laughed at the arrow that did not even reach them from the beginning.

Of course, the idiots who did stupid things among them… The platoon commander will punish them later, but I hope there won’t be an idiot platoon commander who raises them to a ‘martial court’.

I was scared too, so I almost shot myself.

And after a while, the enemies started to speed up.

Raising the speed from a slow walking speed to starting to run a little faster means that the enemy knights have come to the ‘distance where the arrows exert their power’.

So I said as I fired arrows to send arrows at the enemies faster than my brain could give orders, even one more shot.

“All of you, keep shooting until you see the whites of the enemy’s eyes! Shoot forward even one more shot!!!”

With those words, countless arrows flew to sentence the enemies to death.

Perhaps because so many arrows were pouring in at once, the arrows looked like a perfectly connected straight line for an instant.

Then, I quickly loaded the next arrow and fired at the enemy.

It was a waste of time to aim when shooting arrows, so I couldn’t see the enemy properly, but the huge number of arrows greatly reduced the enemy’s speed.

At the current speed, it would be slightly faster than the slow pace of human walking.

And, perhaps because of the knights who died after being hit by arrows or fell off their horses, a shallow crack formed in their ranks that would be harder than iron.

Even now, they continue to charge at us at a slightly slower speed, but it seems that they are not even following the basics of ‘knight assault’, which is to fill in the ‘shallow crack’…

Those idiots must have lost their reason from fear before we, the foot soldiers, did.

So I continued to load my arrows, laughed out loud, and said:

“hahahaha, those idiots! Aristocrats who pretend to be noble, saying ‘honor is better than death’, charge at us with their formation collapsed to live by abandoning honor! Those idiots are our food!! Keep shooting!!!!”

So I’m 3 feet? No, by the time they had fired about 4 shots, they had come so close that they could see their pupils through the gaps between the helmets of the knights.

By the time their lances were only about 30 meters away, the shouts of the platoon commanders could be heard.

“If you want to live, raise your shield!”

“Pikeman, Halberdman raise your shield!!”

“Crossbowmen, after charging the lance, load your shield so that you can shoot when you lower it!!!”

“His Excellency personally shares life and death in the same wagon as you! If you break through, even Yeongji’s precious family will be plundered!!”

As soon as the words were heard, the spearmen quickly hung their spears on the spear holders on the cart wall and lifted the thick wooden planks hanging from the side of the cart, holding them up like shields.

It took about 10 seconds for the action to take place, and for the remaining 3 seconds, the pikemen and halberds held up the wooden planks as if they were raising their shields as if they were one.

After the wooden plank was hung, all the soldiers and I couldn’t even see where the knight was in front of us.

We just pray that the knights’ lances won’t pierce our cart.

That’s how we prayed with one mind for 2 seconds that felt like eternity…

Enemy knights also began to shout as if to overcome the fear of charging into a wooden board so thick that it was difficult to penetrate with a lance.

“Long live Count Schwein!”

“Great Deus, protect us!!”

“number of animals!!!!”

Then, the enemy’s lance and horse crashed into the cart with a crackling sound.

Since I was holding a crossbow, I didn’t take the impact as directly as those who were holding a wooden plank, but…

Still, the shock pushed the cart backwards hard, and it nearly fell over.

However, if you fall from a cart like this, there is a fairly high probability of instant death, so I endured the fall with evil.

For a moment, I was worried about whether the other soldiers were all right, but now is not the time to think about that.

About 10 seconds after the knights rushed into the cart with all their might, the spearmen who grabbed the wooden planks knocked them over.

Some knights fell off their horses, and some of the less fortunate of them died instantly with broken arms, legs, and even necks.

The other knights were already moving physically, as if they were already in a state of disrepair, and the horses were moving at an almost crawling speed to reorganize the battle lines on foot.

Evidence that the charge was perfectly stopped, but the price was not cheap.

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Just looking around the carts carried by Frost Platoon, among us pikemen and halberds, there were some guys with broken or dislocated shoulders who couldn’t hold their spears properly.

Some of the wounded soldiers will no longer be able to stand on the battlefield or carry on with their daily lives, but…

There is no time to be downcast for them right now, just calmly slaughter the enemy as much as possible.

For him, I have given orders for the implementation of the most effective and brutal strategy that can be deduced from the circumstances.

“Sergeant Randell! Raise the flag!! And crossbowmen, keep shooting at the knights on horseback until they are far away! However, for the first shot, aim for the gaps in the enemy’s armor or horses as much as possible! Everyone fires a salvo!!”

At my command, the soldiers on the carts facing the enemy formations rained down arrows.

As a result, even if you can see it with your own eyes, about 9 out of 10 shots miss or bounce off the armor…

One hit surely inflicted a fatal or serious wound on the enemy.

Hundreds of soldiers fired all at once, killing dozens of knights…

It would be enough to instill irreversible damage to the enemy and, furthermore, instill fear that ‘a knight can die even if he is not insanely unlucky on the battlefield’.

Speaking of fear, it would be strange, but even if a knight of this era participated in hundreds of wars, he would not die soon according to the tacit agreement between the nobles and the hard armor, so such crazy charges were possible.

Perhaps that is why among them came some timid ones who, driven by the desire to live, abandoned their honor and had already laid down their weapons.

However, experts who make a living through training and war to overcome the ‘fear’ of attacking the enemy head-on even though they know that knights do not die.

As such, some of the vanguard among them, as if prepared to die, dismounted and charged us.

These are true knights who want to protect their honor and protect the count even in death…

“Sergeant Randell, wave my flag and send a signal so that all soldiers except the crossbowman can charge! And Frost Platoon charges with me! Are you ready to charge to decapitate Schwein?!”

To those words, Lieutenant Frost and all the soldiers responded with one voice.

“Long live Baron Creutel! I will follow your Excellency!”

No matter how much he got off his horse, it was crazy to charge at a knight wearing iron plate mail, but the fact that he would follow me without a single exception was very… no, really moving.

I have never seen a scene like this in a war movie.

So I wiped away my tears with one hand, opened the wall on the left side of the cart, and advanced towards enemy lines with Lieutenant Frost’s platoon.

“charge! There is no shortage of our enemies! And don’t be afraid! We are at least five times their size! Surround 5 people and tap to capture or kill! Accumulate achievements and cast off the restrictions of your status!”

With those words, the soldiers within 200 meters of me and Frost platoon led a charge towards the knights.

Speaking of charging, it’s at the level of making long spear shields and moving very slowly…

After moving forward for about 30 seconds, the tip of the long spear finally began to touch the armor of the knights.

From now on, this battle is the highlight.

For the anti-siege strategy to be achieved, we must play the role of the anvil by hitting the wall here.

Only then could the 2000 enemy knights, already completely exhausted, be stabbed and scattered with only 200 knights.

And because our infantrymen can enter through those scattered gaps and completely devastate them.

While studying Western history, I actually told the professor that I would have no wish if I could engage in such a fierce hand-to-hand combat.

Being in this situation…

“It sucks! Fucking Countess of Nantes!! I will personally go in with my soldiers and give you candy for you!!!”