Time is urgent. Eugen just hesitated for a moment, then turned his head and said, "Come on, brothers, the way forward has been blocked. Now turn around with me and let's rush out!"

At this time, there was no time to question Eugen's mistake in his decision-making. Liszt immediately ordered that all the soldiers change their formation and prepare to charge.

The troops led by Liszt did not have most casualties, and the total number remained at about 90 people. In addition, more than 20 people brought by Eugen, a total of more than 110 light cavalrymen turned in an orderly manner, facing the blade in their hands forward.

These soldiers were extremely well trained. Even if they encountered such a huge blow, the morale of the troops did not drop much, and they were clean and neat in action.

The robbers behind surrounded them layer by layer, and five hundred people gathered at the narrow mountain pass, which looked dense and terrifying.

Eugen focused on watching the bandit's formation, and then drove the horse slowly forward. He knew that at this time, a general must stand up and take the lead in charge, so that the entire team can exert its maximum power.

Of course, the generals who take the lead have to face the greatest danger. Eugen is completely unwilling to do this, but he has to do this.

At this moment, Liszt suddenly rushed past Eugen on a horse and walked to the front of the team.

Then he turned around, his face filled with a relaxed smile, and said to Eugen: "Hahaha, Eugen, I asked you to steal the forward position last time, it's my turn this time."

Liszt's tone was sincere, as if it was a great honor to be in this dangerous position and needed to fight for it with all his might.

Eugen was so moved that he was about to cry. He looked at Liste with tears in his eyes, thinking to himself that General, you are so good. You should be born to stand at the front.

But what he said was: "General Liszt! How can this be? This is too dangerous, let me do it." As he said that, he acted to go forward.

Liszt hurriedly stopped Eugen and advised: "No, Eugen, the lady is still on your side. Even for the safety of the lady, you should stay behind. Okay, that's all."

As he said that, Liszt, without waiting for Eugen to answer, began to issue orders to prepare the troops for charge.

Eugen naturally had nothing to say, so he took a few steps back, stayed in the back of the middle of the team, and was protected by the people around him.

The charge was about to happen, and Eugen was in such a safe position, so he was naturally very happy, but he always felt a little strange.

When Liszt mentioned Miss Caterina, he realized that something was wrong with this Caterina. When he stayed on the horse, Caterina could still remain stable, but she would occasionally twist a few uneasy times, which did not have much impact on Eugen.

But now, after a moment of silence, Katerina suddenly became restless and felt a vague moan in her mouth, like the sound that was made after being injured.

He had checked before that Katerina had no serious injuries, only some small skin-breaking, so she shouldn't be able to bear the pain.

However, he was about to charge, so he had no time to investigate in detail. After holding Katerina hard in his arms to protect her, he stared at the front.

A wisp of fragrance drifted into Eugen's nose, making his nose a little itchy and want to sneeze. The two of them were a little too intimate, but they were on the battlefield on the front line of life and death, and no one would care about these things.

Finally, Liszt, who was located in the front, began to gallop.

Hundreds of light cavalry followed closely, raised their swords in their hands to slash, and their murderous aura rose step by step.

The troops were like a closely integrated whole, gradually changing their formation as they ran, like a sharp arrow, rushing into the group of robbers.

With a few people attacking the majority, the robbers on the opposite side showed fear on their faces. After all, they were a group of mobs, and their fighting spirit could not be compared with the regular army.

"kill!!!"

Finally, the two teams were like two completely opposite countercurrents, and hatred was impacted together, but what was splashing was not the splashes, but the flesh and blood and pieces of wail.

Liszt took the lead and showed his unparalleled courage. He swung the sword in his hand left and right, instantly chopping the robbers who were blocking him and rushed into the crowd.

Several squadron leaders in the rear followed closely, and the long sword swing immediately caused huge damage to the robber group, and like an iron spoon, heaving a spoon-shaped hole in the robber group.

Hundreds of light cavalrymen pressed forward together, constantly opening up this breakthrough and moving forward with all their might.

After pushing forward for more than ten meters, the entire team finally fell into a stagnation. Although the robbers were unable to fight individually, the number was too large.

Some people also held three-meter-long forks in their hands, which posed a great threat to the light cavalry. When they collided head-on, the fork could easily pierce the soldier's body and opened two holes the size of a fist on the light cavalry, and blood flowed out from the break like a spring water.

The battle between the two sides entered the most intense state from the beginning. Some people were killing people and some were killed. Blood flowed to the ground, mixed with ice, snow and soil.

The body fell to the ground, trampled back and forth by war horses and crowds, and crushed into a pool of meat paste that was hard to tell.

The horses of the dead master ran around the battlefield, causing huge chaos, and finally fell down in the sword that stretched out from somewhere, making a squeal of compassion before death.

Eugen was wrapped in the soldiers and had not yet contacted the robbers. There were two squadron leaders guarding him. The two squadron leaders immediately carried the count's eldest son and second son respectively, and were protected together.

All the soldiers around protected Eugen and the others fearlessly, forming shields from flesh and blood to block the attacks of the robbers.

Every minute and every second, someone fell down, and the battlefield was presented to Eugen in a tragic manner that he had never seen before. Before that, Eugen could always maintain control of the situation of the battle, and even if it was not good, he could maintain confidence in victory.

But now, Eugen feels exactly this way. In fact, he even feels like he will die here.

And objectively speaking, this is all caused by his own recklessness.

Perhaps because of his own strategies, Eugen naturally developed a sense of arrogance, as if by virtue of his time traveler, he could go to heaven and earth, do everything, and not take anyone or anything seriously.

In fact, in this situation, a spear that stretches out from nowhere can kill him.
Chapter completed!