After solving Corion's affairs, it was almost noon. Eugen's stomach rumbling. At this time, he felt a little hungry.

"Hehe, God? Angel? I'm such a genius. I didn't expect to trick him over." Eugen felt more and more happy as he thought about it. He couldn't help but hum a small song, and walked down the city wall as he remembered that the landlord swaggered and walked towards the restaurant where he had lunch.

"Oh, even God wants to eat, the body of mortals is in trouble." Eugen was addicted to acting as a charlatan, and said with a smile while walking.

The dust settled, Corleon's matter was easily solved by Eugen, and no one in the team raised any questions. Now everyone in Leber City has a blind trust in Eugen. They believe that no matter what Eugen does, they have his own reasons, and the facts will prove that this is correct in the end.

After lunch and taking a nap for a while, Saxony's army came over.

Tarik was in charge of the rear, the strong Saxon Spear, the black bear-like knight, riding a hybrid mutant horse that was larger than an ordinary war horse, and the carrier rushed over with a violent aura.

A group of Saxon cavalry like wolves and tigers followed behind the Black Bear Knights, and everyone was shouting wildly, as if they had some perverted desire for killing, and were as bloodthirsty as jackals.

This is the soldiers of the "Wolf Lord" Tarik. They are fierce, bloodthirsty, and strong. When faced with such ordinary soldiers, weaker troops will naturally feel timid.

However, the Longxiang Army obviously does not belong to the ranks of "ordinary soldiers".

Looking at the Saxon cavalry rushing straight towards them, the soldiers of the Dragon Horse Army even felt a little excited. This was their best opportunity to practice guns. The Saxon cavalry opposite was completely alive targets.

At the outermost periphery of Xincheng District, 120 Longxiong Army soldiers stood neatly in a row, and each of them was placed a small box next to them, with fifty bullets neatly placing them.

There are a total of 3,000 bullets, which sounds like a large number, but if you start shooting, it will only take about five minutes to launch them all.

The spears were mounted on the temporary defense line. In front of the defense line was the vast plain with almost no barriers. The Saxony cavalry was still several thousand meters away, but Simon seemed to have foreseeed their death.

As the commander of the Longxiang Army, Simon is standing at the forefront of the defense line. He needs to fire the first shot in the next battle. After the shooting is completed, he will command the troops to retreat.

Looking forward to such a defense line, there are five full lines behind him, and the last one is the wall of the old city.

They had to use these six lines of defense to give the most heavy blow to the Saxon soldiers and Tarik. Only by hurting them and being disabled can the next battle be easier.

In this battle, it can be said that all the pressure was on the Longxiang Army. This was also the first large-scale battle in the true sense of the Longxiang Army. They must exert their due strength.

Can't fail!

This is the admonition given to them by Eugen before going to war. This is an opportunity to show off and the only opportunity. Once they fail, Leber City will be broken and Eugen will be captured, and there will be no Longxiong Army in the world.

Thinking of this, Simon felt a huge pressure in his heart. Everyone on the battlefield seemed to be talking and laughing very easily, but in fact, it seemed that there was a tight string hanging in everyone's heart.

This string must not be broken, so it can only be tensed constantly. If you want to relax, you can only find a hole to vent.

This hole is the muzzle of the new type of musket in their hands.

The Saxony Cavalry team's cross-border plains kept approaching the edge of the new city, five thousand meters, four thousand meters, three thousand meters...

Finally, the Saxony cavalry approached within a thousand meters.

There were two thousand cavalrymen, including eight hundred heavy cavalrymen, and the rest were all light cavalrymen.

The cavalry team seemed like a flood, looking all over the mountains and fields, with a completely white wave in sight, mixed with the white sky behind them, like a flood tilting down from the sky.

After changing the commander, Tarik's soldiers seemed to have changed their momentum, becoming more brave and more threatening.

Finally, the forward of the Saxon Cavalry rushed into a distance of 700 meters. At this distance, the soldiers of the Longxiong Army could clearly see the white figures. The Saxon soldiers could also see the rough defense line that was temporarily pieced together in front of them, and their faces also showed sarcastic smiles.

"Haha, with a wave of charge, we can break through all this line of defense."

With such belief, the Saxon cavalry swung their whips frantically to increase their speed to the extreme. They seemed to be unable to bear it and could not wait to taste the taste of victory.

Simon slowly pressed his face against the gun handle and began to aim. He held the gun rod tightly like iron pliers, feeling the unique, gun-like touch.

The Saxon Spear, the Black Bear Knight rushed to the front. He held a spear in his hand, raised it high and pointed at the front line in front, opened his mouth and made the most violent roar. This sound seemed to penetrate his body and storm hard on the enemy's heart.

A bang!

A crisp sound rang on the battlefield. The sound was not violent, but it seemed to be the first note before the concert started, and it seemed particularly clear to everyone's ears.

The Black Bear Knight's war horse was still running forward, but his roar remained in his throat and could no longer rush out.

On the contrary, a stream of blood-colored foam began to overflow from his mouth, like a fountain, and could not be blocked. The spear in the Black Bear Knight's hand was weak. He lowered his head and slowly looked at his chest. He saw a hole as thick as a finger on the hard breastplate made of steel, with a finger-thickness.

Widths of red liquid were spraying out from there in a lot of streams. After two seconds, the Black Bear Knight realized that it was the blood in his heart.

The strength in his body was pulled away like running water. The black bear knight's eyes turned black and he fell to the ground from his horse. The desolate feeling seemed to shake slightly.

However, the shaking even more violently was the bodies of the Saxon cavalry in the rear. They could hardly believe their eyes. They never thought that the Black Bear Knight would be so fragile and fell down as easily as paper.

At this moment, on this boring and simple battlefield, the Saxony Spear was broken so easily!
Chapter completed!