"What is the key to cavalry, Ted tells me?"

"Is it a powerful force?" Ted looked at the most noble monarch in front of him. He sat in a building in the Castle of Mekolenburg, which was originally a trading post. However, due to the rise of the town economy, the trading post was abandoned and was used by Arod as a military academy for training grassroots officers.

"No." Arod shook his head, and hung a black board in front of them, with a triangular pattern drawn with white lime blocks. When you look closely, you will see that it is the wedge formation of the knights.

"What is that?" Ted looked at the pattern on it with some confusion. As an illiterate person who didn't recognize big words, he could not understand what Arod drew, but soon Arod picked up some cavalry sculptures from below and placed them on a wooden table to demonstrate to Ted how the cavalry were arranged into a wedge array. Sometimes illiterate does not mean that they are not smart. On the contrary, Ted quickly understood this combat method.

"It's speed. Cavalry is the king only in the process of running. Mobility is the life of cavalry, which allows cavalry to appear anywhere where support is needed." Aruod didn't know how much the newly promoted deputy captain of the Javelin Cavalry could understand, but he still taught him the theories he could teach. Isn't this the purpose of establishing this military academy against the public. Although this military academy is very small and only uses an old trading post with leaking rain on the top, the textbooks used here are all war theories carefully compiled by Aruod. Perhaps it's not enough. After all, Aruod was not a military theory expert before traveling through time, but just some of the programs of military morality in later generations were enough for these predecessors to use.

"Blitzkrieg? What does that mean?" When Ted walked out of this class that was specially made up for him, he was still lowering his head and thinking, but accidentally hit a knight in the inner palace.

"Be careful, you servant." The knights in the inner palace cursed. In the eyes of the knights, Arod was a waste of time to allow these civilians to receive military education, especially the dirty Slavs.

"Well." Ted lowered his head unwillingly, and his inferiority complex as a civilian had long been deeply engraved in his blood.

"Hmph, I really don't know why the Count respects these lowly people?" The Knight Yang said disdainfully with his chin.

"Master Earl?" When Ted heard the words of the knights in the inner palace, he seemed to be awakened suddenly. He raised his head and looked directly at the noble knight in front of him for the first time. This was an extremely bold move.

"What? Do you still want to rebel? The peasant kneel down for me. I want to teach you how to respect the nobles?" Looking at Ted's raised head, the knight's eyes narrowed and his hands were placed on the hilt of the sword at his waist. According to the noble law, if civilians disrespect the nobles, the nobles felt insulted. Then the nobles have the right to punish him. But this is a traditional law that only aristocrats know.

"Ted." At this time, John Berg, who was originally beside him, hurriedly walked past. He was afraid that Ted would do stupid things and would lead to irreparable mistakes, but he was too worried. Ted did not act to attack the Knight. On the contrary, Ted suddenly straightened his body and clenched his fists, hammered it on his chest and gave a standard military salute.

"What are you doing?" Ted's actions surprised both the Knight and John Berg. The Knight couldn't help but blurted out.

"Donate to you, sir, this is the military academy built by Count, which means it is the same as the military camp. According to the military practice, we must salute here. I am paying tribute to you. Now, please return the tribute to the lord." Ted maintained his military posture and looked directly at the knight and said to him. His words stunned the knight. Indeed, in the military camp and the army, the subordinates must salute to the superiors, and after receiving the military salute from the subordinates, Ted's actions had a slight urgency.

"You, hum." The knight raised his fist helplessly and placed it on his chest. Ted did show respect to him, but this military salute was far from the manners of the civilian kneeling. Because Ted brought out Arude's order, if the knight did not accept it, it would be an objection to Arude's authority. Ted cleverly used Arude's order to resolve the unreasonable acts of the knight.

"Ha, this boy." Aruod looked at the scene through the window hole in the trading station. He smiled and shook his head, but he was still very satisfied with Ted's cleverness.

The breeze blew on his face, his nose was filled with the salty smell of sweat, Ted came to his senses from his memories, his mouth was already dry, his hands opened and held the sharpest saber Arod provided to them, and he looked at the Eastern European Bohemia archers two hundred meters away, and the war horses under his crotch were neighing uneasy and digging their hooves.

"For the sake of Lord Earl, the Javelin Cavalry lined up, let us charge again." Ted raised his saber and kissed the blade hard. Before he met Arod, he was just a lowly cannon fodder soldier without dignity, but now he is a dignified and trusted officer. For Arod, he must charge with all his strength. The respectful master on the hill who changed his destiny was watching him, and he must not let him down.

"Array, wedge card~~." The Javelin Cavalrymen drove the war horses under their crotch and quickly arranged into a triangular wedge array. This formation they practiced countless times on the training ground, and even everything was mechanical conditioned reflex-like movements, which were quick, fast and perfect.

"Partners, rush~~." Teedler tightened the reins of the horse, held the saber in his hand high, neighed with a war horse, and stood up, and then rushed towards the Bohemian archers like lightning. The jaggered cavalry behind him also roared, clenching the shiny saber in his hand that was completely created for the slashing of the horse.

"Fight, Bohemian warriors." Baron Achiel was also aroused by blood. He held the sword in his hand and shouted loudly. The melee weapons in the hands of the archers were of various types, including straight swords and a slightly curved Eastern style sword with a slightly curved front. Some simply held a short sword, because the usual archers' tactics were to harasse the opponent by archery, and they always kept a safe distance from the opponent with light equipment and long-range attacks. However, now facing the same light cavalry, the speed advantage has disappeared. What's more, their commander Baron Achiel has been furious and chose to fight head-on.

"Boom~~~." Although the number of Javelin Cavalry is nearly half less than that of Archers, the equipment and formation of the Javelin Cavalry surpasses that of Archers, and the wedge formation once again pierces the loose queues of Archers without any obstacles.

"Charge, cut them." Ted shook his body from side to side at the horse. The saber he waved in succession to chop off the two archers and cavalrymen. The advantage of the wedge formation is that if it goes well, it can be divided into two and defeated them one by one during the piercing into the enemy formation. The sound of horse hooves rumbling, and the collision of swords made a loud noise. The victory or defeat was often completed in an instant. The cavalry fell off the horse and was trampled on by the horse hooves. The screams and the neighing sound of war horses were intertwined. At this time, the cavalry on both sides had completely fought together.

"Damn kid, don't be too proud." Baron Achill angrily cursed and waved the sword in his hand, avoiding a sabre that attempted to slash at his javelin cavalry, and stabbed the javelin cavalry in the chest with a sword. He was shocked in his heart. For the nation on the horse, he was no stranger to cavalry combat. However, for the first time he faced light cavalry that could skillfully use the heavy cavalry formation like a wedge formation, and these damn light cavalry could charge twice in a row, which only knights could do.

"Gray Rule." Ted slashed the head of the archer who was blocking the front. The opponent's slammed and fell to the ground, pressing his master under his body. When the archer struggled to pull out his legs, Ted steered the war horse under his crotch and kicked it on the head, dealing with the opponent Ted looked at the figure of Baron Archil.

"Ah bastard." Baron Achill also saw Ted in the chaotic battle. The commanders of the two cavalry looked at each other. They almost activated the war horse under their crotch at the same time and moved towards each other. Yes, because of the melee, even if they wanted to fight one-on-one, they had to bypass many obstacles. But fortunately, the two commanders actually jumped out of the obstacle and rushed together.

"Clang~~." Baron Archel's sword and Ted's sword hit each other hard together. The collision between the sword made a loud noise. They looked at their opponents. One looked dark and dark, his eyes were deep, his nose was like an eagle's mouth, and the other had a Slav's face, young and full of vitality, and his arms were strong and powerful.

They each urged their horses to step down, and their weapons were coming and going, and a low roar was heard from their throats, and their eyes seemed to be about to spew out flames. They wanted to split the opponent in half at once. Baron Achill suddenly activated his horse to step down and approached Ted, so he sophisticatedly stabbed the sword into Ted's chest from the bottom. If the sharp sword tip was stabbed, Ted would open the intestines and break the belly.

"Woo." Ted suddenly made an action beyond Baron Archel's expectations. He leaned back and pressed it softly on the horse's back. The sword's edge wiped his leather armor and fell empty. Baron Archel had no idea that the other party would use this move. His body was slightly sloping in front of Ted's horse's head due to inertia. Ted's waist returned like a spring, and he slashed Baron Archel's face with a sabre.

"Uh~~." Baron Achill's body was shaking on the horse's back, and red blood flowed down his face like a waterfall. He looked at Ted, whose chest was fluttering in front of him due to violent movement, and then his body fell off his horse without warning. (To be continued...)
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