Count Antusor rode on his favorite pure white warhorse, "Pineapple", and quickly climbed up a small hill. He raised his head slightly and looked at the sparse crowd on the plains in the distance. The corners of his mouth curled up, and his expression was full of disdain.
"These guys are the Kingdom of Ruhr's army?
Look at them, they don't even have five thousand men. Where did they get the courage to stop me? "
"Lord Count, don't underestimate them.
Look, the Kingdom of Ruhr's army is equipped with many military magic machines. They have even more than our army. We have to be more careful. "
"Military magic machines?" Count Antusor snorted.
"You guys talk about it all the time, as if you can't fight without it.
In my opinion, there's nothing great about it.
With just these few people, my elite heavy cavalry will be able to finish them off with a single charge. "
"This … Lord Count, I think it's better to be careful. What if …"
"There's no what if!"
Count Antusor waved his hand impatiently, interrupting the advice of his loyal adjutant.
"Pass down the order, the heavy cavalry is to prepare for a charge.
We have to teach these bastards who dare to rebel against the Kandla Empire a lesson in blood! "
The adjutant looked at the scattered formation of the Kingdom of Ruhr's army. No matter how he looked at it, there were only a few thousand men. There wasn't even a single warhorse among them. He couldn't help but shake his head. Even if the enemy had the so-called military magic machines, they shouldn't be a problem. He stopped persuading Count Antusor and passed down his orders.
Count Antusor was leading one of the top ten elite armies of the Kandla Empire, the Glory Army. Their mission was to be the vanguard and be the first to attack the Kingdom of Ruhr.
Half a month ago, because the Principality of Constantine refused the Kandla Empire's request to ban the New Flyer, the Kandla Empire used this as an excuse to declare war on the Principality of Constantine.
Then, because the Kingdom of Ruhr refused the Kandla Empire's request to pass through, the Kandla Empire declared war on the Kingdom of Ruhr.
Count Antusor's Glory Army was the first army of the Kandla Empire to enter the Kingdom of Ruhr. It was the vanguard army.
"Heh, it wasn't easy for me to get this vanguard position.
On this battlefield, it is time for me, Romanus Antusor, to shine! "
Seeing that the heavy cavalry was in formation and ready, Count Antusor raised the sword in his hand.
"Charge!"
"Glory Illuminates My Heart!"
Three thousand heavily-armed cavalrymen roared in unison. Even their warhorses were covered in a thick layer of armor. The three thousand warhorses raised their front hooves and charged forward.
Just the cavalrymen and warhorses weighed more than a ton. With the heavy armor and weapons on their bodies, their weight could easily approach a shocking two tons.
When a cavalryman like this charged forward, the momentum was already shocking enough.
Now that three thousand cavalrymen were charging at the same time, the momentum was naturally incomparably shocking.
The ground trembled from the galloping of the warhorses. The muffled sound of iron hooves stomping on the ground mixed together, and it was like thunder that resounded through the entire sky.
Count Antusor laughed maniacally as he watched his cavalrymen charge towards the Kingdom of Ruhr's formation.
"Ah, what a beautiful formation, what a beautiful voice!
A small Kingdom of Ruhr actually dares to be so arrogant and make an enemy out of our great Kandla Empire.
Today is the day you'll be buried! "
"Whoosh —"
A strange sound was suddenly heard, as if something had broken through the air at high speed.
Count Antusor looked in the direction of the sound in shock. He saw a fiery red light fly out from the Kingdom of Ruhr's formation and head straight towards them.
"Hmph … … Just some cheap toys … …"
Before Count Antusor could finish his sentence, the fiery red light had already landed in the midst of the charging cavalrymen.
"Boom — —"
An abnormally bright flame suddenly exploded, followed by an incomparably loud explosion.
Countless cavalrymen in heavy armor and their warhorses were sent flying amidst the flames and explosions. Even some severed limbs were sent flying into the sky.
With just this one attack, a huge gap was forcibly opened up in the originally complete and tight formation of the heavy cavalry.
But this was not the end.
Immediately after the fiery red light, more than ten lights flew out from the Kingdom of Ruhr's formation and landed in the middle of the cavalrymen's formation.
"Boom boom boom boom boom — —"
A series of intense flames exploded, followed by a series of explosions. Countless cavalrymen and warhorses were blown away, and countless severed limbs flew in the air.
In the blink of an eye, the three thousand heavy-armored cavalrymen that had looked so majestic and unstoppable just a moment ago were now completely unrecognizable. Only less than a thousand heavy-armored cavalrymen survived, but they could no longer maintain the momentum of their charge, let alone maintain a complete formation.
Count Antusor's eyes widened as he looked at the scattered cavalrymen in the distance. He could not believe what he was seeing.
Oh my god!
This was a full 3000 cavalrymen!
This was the pride of the Glory Legion, the most elite army of the Kandla Empire that no one could stop even in a direct battle with the Malor Empire!
But now, they hadn't even touched the enemy's side, and they had lost more than half of their forces!
"This is impossible ….. This is impossible!"
Endless shock and deep fear filled Count Antusor's heart and he couldn't help roaring out in rage.
"How could these Kingdom of Ruhr waste be this strong!
This must be an illusion! "
The adjutant on the side swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty. He looked away from the tragic battlefield in front of him and anxiously shouted at Count Antusor, "Sir Count, let's quickly retreat.
They even have the Magic Cannons, we can't match them at all! "
"Retreat?" Count Antusor turned to look at the adjutant.
"Retreat where?
We are the vanguard!
Do you know what vanguard means? "
"But sir Count, we definitely aren't their match. If we don't retreat, I'm afraid ….. I'm afraid ….."
Count Antusor coldly looked at him and shook his head, "Impossible.
Since I've taken the vanguard, there is no possibility of retreating.
Send my orders, the entire army will attack! "
"Sir Count Antusor, you can't do this!"
The adjutant was shocked as he loudly shouted, "Even the heavy cavalry was destroyed, how could we beat them?
You should listen to me and retreat.
When we go back, ask the army headquarters to give us more military magic machines, there will be no problem then! "
Count Antusor looked back and found that the Kingdom of Ruhr's army was already moving.
Although they didn't have battle horses, when they got on those strange looking Armoured Magic Vehicles, they moved very quickly. In the blink of an eye, they had already caught up to the heavy cavalry that were running back.
Then the Armoured Magic Vehicles spat out tongues of flame and the heavy cavalry that were covered in heavy armour fell down like straw being harvested, not being able to resist at all.
Count Antusor took a deep breath.
On this expedition, he had relied on the power of his family to take the vanguard position. He hoped that he could earn some military merits and pave the way for his future promotion.
However, now that he had seen the terrifying might of the Kingdom of Ruhr's military magic machines, he couldn't help being shaken.
Seeing the flame red light fall and a group of heavy cavalry being sent flying, Count Antusor's eyelids couldn't help twitching.
"This must be the power of a demon … …"
After pondering for a moment, he raised his hand and lifted the reins in his hand. Pineapple, who was sitting on him, immediately understood his intention. It raised its front hooves and spun around, but turned its body to the back.
"Retreat!" Count Antusor gave the order in a deep voice.
Although he had only made a simple contact with the Kingdom of Ruhr's army, he could clearly tell that he had seriously underestimated the might of the military magic machines. Even the strongest heavy cavalry of the Glory Regiment had been wiped out.
In front of the incomparably powerful military magic machines, he was certain that his subordinates couldn't resist at all and could only choose to retreat.
Seeing that Count Antusor had finally decided to retreat, the adjutant was filled with joy and quickly passed down this order.
But when the remaining Glory Regiment finished adjusting their formation with difficulty and were prepared to retreat, there were several dozen flames that flew out of the sky and fell into the Glory Regiment's formation.
"Hong!"
A flame fell exactly two meters away from Count Antusor.
Count Antusor only had time to widen his eyes. Just as a shocked expression appeared on his face, an abnormally bright flame and a huge, unstoppable shockwave had already engulfed him and his "Pineapple".