Engaging the Enemy (6)

The enemy officer also spotted Marvin in the middle of the formation. He immediately lowered his body, spurred his horse, and charged towards Marvin.

Marvin realized that this person saw him as a target, and inwardly he roared, "Come on!"

The Cavalry officer leading the charge was none other than Verati, the Personal Guard of Beck's personal guard. His Cavalry was caught off guard by the ranged units behind Marvin.

The vanguard force of nearly two hundred men suffered more than half casualties. Verati had just dodged a hail of arrows and was covered in cold sweat. Fortunately, his horsemanship was indeed excellent, otherwise he and his Squad Leader would have been wiped out.

Verati noticed Marvin's attire and the way the people around him were subtly protecting him, knowing that Marvin must be a high-ranking officer. Although he didn't understand why such a high-ranking officer would appear in the barricade of spears, Verati decided to eliminate Marvin to demoralize the enemy in front of him.

Having made up his mind, Verati lowered his body, gripped the horse's belly tightly with his legs, and began to urge the horse to accelerate. He held his lance tightly under his armpit, feeling that he would be in front of Marvin in just a few breaths.

But just as he charged to within 20 paces of Marvin, Verati suddenly felt his horse go limp and collapse uncontrollably.

In Marvin's eyes, the enemy who was getting closer and closer to him suddenly fell down without warning. Before he could even react, the other enemy cavalry had already charged into the formation. He could hear the neighing of wounded horses, the cracking of bones from being hit, and the miserable screams of those who had been struck hard.

Marvin completely forgot about why the enemy had fallen and quickly turned around to support his allies.

Not far to his left, the soldiers who had been standing there were knocked away by the charging Cavalry, and the Detachment Commander to his left was stabbing the Cavalry who had fallen off his horse with his spear.

The Cavalry was incredibly brave. He grabbed the spear that was thrusting at him and began to wrestle with the Detachment Commander. Marvin moved to his blind spot, seized the opportunity, and thrust his spear into the cavalryman's thigh. The Cavalry screamed in pain and lost his strength. The Detachment Commander pulled back his spear and struck him squarely in the chest with another burst of power.

By the time the spear was drawn again, the valiant enemy Cavalry had already fallen to the ground, spitting out blood and gradually losing his breath.

"Thank you, Regimental Commander. This guy is really strong."

The Detachment Commander thanked Marvin.

Marvin shook his head without speaking and continued to observe the enemy situation around him. By this time, the screams from the spear formation had decreased significantly, indicating that most of the enemies had been dealt with.

Fortunately, his Guard Corps were all veterans. Although they were hit head-on by the Cavalry charge, the number of Cavalry in this charge was not large. Although the pike phalanx suffered many casualties, they managed to cope with the attack.

When Marvin turned his attention back to the front, the Cavalry officer who had just fallen was not dead. He had just fallen and his right leg was trapped under the carcass of a warhorse. He was trying to crawl out from under the carcass.

However, Marvin only glanced at it and then stopped paying attention. The second wave of Cavalry had arrived and was continuing their charge. This round was the key to their survival.

Verati finally managed to pull his right leg out. Although he felt a sharp pain in his right leg, he did not want to retreat. He was determined to complete the mission assigned to him by the Legion Commander.

Fortunately, he had already seen the troops behind him approaching. This time it was the main force of the Personal Guard, nearly 800 cavalrymen, a force that the Pikemen in front of him could not handle.

He looked at the officer in the very center of the formation, a mocking expression on his face. "Even if you can handle the first wave of Cavalry, can you handle the rest?"

Marvin also saw the mocking look in the officer's eyes, and he returned the look fiercely, saying that even if he died, he would skin them alive.

Just as Marvin and his men were bracing for the Cavalry charge, a hail of arrows rained down on the Cavalry's heads. It was a volley from the archers behind them. Marvin then realized that only a short time had passed, and the volley was only in its second round.

A dense barrage of arrows rained down on the Cavalry formation, causing another wave of falls and disarray. However, this did not thin out the Cavalry ranks. There were simply too many Cavalry in this wave, and the gaps left by the fallen front Cavalry were quickly filled by the Cavalry behind them.

At that moment, Marvin suddenly felt himself become unusually calm, his mind exceptionally clear, and even the flow of time seemed to slow down.

He steadied his spear again, preparing to meet the enemy cavalry charge, but at that moment, a different scene suddenly appeared in his vision.

An infantry unit suddenly charged out from the side, moving at great speed and charging directly at the Cavalry unit with its lances. The Cavalry unit was caught off guard by the sudden attack from the side, and in an instant, the entire right-side Cavalry unit was scattered by the infantry.

This stunned everyone present. Infantry had actually managed to charge the Cavalry and succeed. Whose general was this? He was so formidable.

Before Marvin could get a good look, a loud shout came from behind, "It's the Viscount's Personal Guard!"

"It's Orphan Brigade!"

Marvin immediately recognized which unit this was. It turned out to be the Viscount's newly established Personal Guard, Heavy Infantry detachment composed of young orphans led by Bask.

But how did they get here? Marvin noticed something very important. He looked to the right of the Cavalry again, and sure enough, among the infantry, there was a flag—the Viscount's banner.

Upon seeing the flag, Marvin did not breathe a sigh of relief; instead, he became even more anxious and shouted to the soldiers behind him, "The Viscount has brought troops to support us! What are you waiting for?"

After saying that, he raised his spear and charged out. Immediately afterward, all the Pikemen followed Marvin and rushed out. They knew that their viscount had gone into dangerous territory to rescue them, and each of them was thinking that they could not let their viscount get hurt.

The Cavalry, whose right flank had just been scattered, hadn't even had time to react when they found themselves facing a column of spearmen charging towards them. They were even more panicked, unsure of which side to deal with first.

Fortunately, Verati had already limped over at this moment. He shouted to all the Cavalry, "The enemy's commander-in-chief Viscount Golden Sunflower, is on our right flank. Killing him would be a great achievement and would qualify us for a noble title."

Verati had just heard Marvin's shout and seen the military flag with the Golden Sunflower Crest. He knew that the one leading the charge was the Viscount Golden Sunflower, so he couldn't let this opportunity slip by. He dragged his short leg and ran to the Cavalry.

He directly beckoned to a Cavalry to give him his warhorse, and with the Cavalry's help, he climbed onto the horse and led his troops directly to the right flank where the battle was raging.

The infantry unit that charged from the right flank seemed to have broken up as well, their formation completely disrupted, and they were now fighting the equally scattered Cavalry in small square formations of a dozen or so men.

Verati naturally wouldn't let this good opportunity pass by. He led his men across the chaotic battlefield and headed towards the flag they had just seen.

Sure enough, he saw several officers standing under his command, one of whom looked very young and handsome, with black hair, and looked very much like the rebellious Viscount Golden Sunflower that he knew.

With a wave of his arm, he led the dozens of riders following behind him and charged forward. Marvin, who was not far away, also saw their charge. Marvin was furious and extremely annoyed, because he had led the Viscount into a trap. He was willing to die for it.

Marvin didn't give up. He quickened his pace, trying desperately to rush over and stop the Cavalry, but it was too late.

The Cavalry charged straight to the banner. Marvin closed his eyes in anguish, believing that the Viscount might have met with certain death.

Just as he closed his eyes in regret, the detachment Detachment Commander behind him gave him a hard shove. "Viscount, you're alright, and our flag hasn't fallen!"

Marvin opened his eyes and saw that the military flag with the Golden Sunflower Crest was still fluttering in the air, completely unaffected.

The Cavalry and their horses lay dead under the banner, while Viscount Victor stood beneath it as if nothing had happened. Verati, who had led the charge, was dead on the spot, his head severed from his body.

Marvin muttered to himself, "Viscount, how did you manage to do that?"

However, he soon realized that the enemy in front of him was no longer a threat, and victory was just around the corner.