I Made Scientific Magic

At this moment, on the battlefield intertwined with blood and fire, 2,000 heavily armed cavalry brigades galloped, but they encountered continuous artillery fire head-on. Almost every minute and every second, several or even dozens of artillery pieces fell beside them. , even on the head!

Cavalrymen kept falling off their horses, and the pressure on their hearts was enormous.

If it weren't for the divine art [Hymn of Courage] that bestowed them with extraordinary psychological endurance, under the bombardment of several rounds of artillery fire, the entire knight brigade would have collapsed and fled long ago.

Even if people can bear it, the horses under them can't bear it either!

Even so, the galloping artillery fire was still wearing away their courage bit by bit. Although the power of the four-ring magic was incomparably terrifying, it was scattered among fifteen thousand people, leaving only the The level of the first and second ring magic skills...

"These damn wizards!" A trace of fear emerged in Johnson's mind, for fear that the next moment the artillery fire would fall on his head. Like Nord, he regarded such a terrifying rain of gunfire as the wizard's magic.

"Let me charge, don't stop!" Johnson shouted loudly, fear is nothing but fear, but he understands that once the cavalry starts charging in groups, they can't stop rashly. The speed rushed over and crushed them all at once!

With such a powerful magic, accidental injuries are also extremely serious. The only way to rush into the ranks of those miners is the safest way!

"God is equal to me!" The surrounding knights also roared inspiringly, but their voices trembled slightly.

At this moment, the miners facing them suddenly spread out to both sides, and Johnson's pupils shrank slightly, because behind them were thousands of Musketeers in exquisite armor and holding flintlock guns!

Stepping, raising guns, and pulling bolts, the actions of thousands of people are uniform, without any unnecessary movements. This is what they have trained the most in the past few months...

As for the cavalry rushing towards them, no one feared or hesitated, after all, how could this compare to the terrifying tide of corpses and terrifying giant beasts.

The next moment, the sound of intensive gunfire rang out, and the cavalry brigade that rushed in like a tide seemed to hit a solid wall head-on, and more than 200 cavalrymen in front fell to the ground instantly.

The refined armor on their bodies did not play much of a protective role. They were easily pierced by super-high-speed lead bullets. The neighing of war horses and tragic wailing sounded one after another, and the cavalry who fell from the front row also caused more casualties.

Johnson, who rushed to the front, was unsurprisingly the first group to be hit by muskets, but the magical barrier surrounding him saved his life. This was a gift he received for his bravery in a certain crusade , It is also the reliance for him to dare to lead the way!

It's just that this layer of magic barrier that can protect the crossbow arrows has already appeared cracks...

Johnson didn't care about it, and there was only one thought in his mind, and that was to rush over!

Especially when seeing those enemies holding strange long sticks, Johnson had already seen the dawn of victory without continuing to shoot. Obviously, this powerful weapon cannot be used continuously!

However, the joy lasted only a few seconds, and then they saw the Musketeers in the front row put the weapons in their hands into the back row, and replaced them with a new one in their hands.

There are many ways to use the musket three-stage attack. Both the East and the West have summed up their own routines in ancient times, which can be roughly divided into Japanese-style three-stage attack with front and rear rows exchanging muskets, front row firing and rear row loading, and front and rear three-row shooting. Ming and European three-stage shooting in rotation.

These two methods have their own advantages and can be adapted to different battlefields. This time, there is no need to retreat and detour, so the Musketeers used the former method.

Under the constant rotation of the flintlock guns in his hands, a continuous rain of bullets shot out.

Although the destructive and deterrent power of muskets is not as terrifying as that of artillery, they are more numerous. A short distance of tens of meters is like a road to death. Hundreds of cavalry will fall down every time they focus their fire...

The amulet that Johnson hung on his chest burst as early as the second round of shooting arrived. Fortunately, he escaped the third round of shooting, but was shot in the abdomen in the fourth round.

Fortunately, his armor is unique and blocked most of the damage. Johnson was almost knocked off his horse by the impact, but finally he stabilized his body and endured the pain. The obsession with killing the miner and the wizard who performed the spell together!

Not to mention that he couldn't stop at all now. He was less than ten meters away from the Musketeers in the front row. It was too late to turn the horse's head at this time!

"Charge...charge!" Johnson roared hoarsely, and then saw the Musketeers in front of them pointing their guns at him.

It wasn't until then that he realized that there was nothing around him. He turned his head and took a look, only to realize that the cavalry brigade, which suffered heavy losses, had already scattered and fled in all directions, and he was the only one who rushed to the front of the musketeers!

Before Johnson could yell, he was smashed into a sieve by more than a dozen muskets, and fell to the ground only five or six meters away from the musketeers.

Looking at this scene, Rickman felt that his heart was about to break. He didn't care about Johnson's life or death, but felt extremely distressed for those fallen cavalrymen.

You must know that the two thousand cavalry are not all his strength, and Prince Harold's personal guards are also added. The loss is so heavy this time, the eldest prince must tear him apart!

"Fire back with arrows, and cover the cavalry to withdraw!" Rickman shouted angrily. The charge and sacrifice of the cavalry were not worthless, at least to cover them under the attack of the artillery and reach the point where they could use arrows and crossbows. The distance to fight back.

However, after witnessing the tragic situation of the cavalry brigade, the army of tens of thousands of people has already become a mess. Seeing that the situation is not good, several nobles are ready to take people away.

The priests on the field tried their best to appease the army, so that the army was not completely disintegrated. Only Rickman's soldiers obeyed the order faithfully, but just after shooting a wave of arrows, the continuous artillery hit them on the head.

"Stop shooting, stop shooting, stop!" Rickman, who was afraid of being targeted by artillery fire, quickly changed his mind.

"It seems that we overestimated them. These people are like a mess..." At the same time, Lynn's figure appeared in front of everyone.

But that's right, this legion was improvised by dozens of nobles' personal soldiers. It can be dispatched and commanded at will.

It's okay to fight against the wind, but once the wind is headed, they will inevitably go their separate ways. It is entirely due to the divine arts that they can withstand the invasion of artillery and the salvo of muskets without completely collapsing...