At the sound of the horn, the sampans were put down, and there were more than a dozen soldiers on each sampan. More than half of the soldiers picked up the oars, and the rest raised their shields, rowing the sampan desperately toward the coast.
Seeing that the Nilfgaard people had launched an attack, and the an Craite Clan troops were lined up on the beachhead, they also began to take action.
Forty archers were arrayed in front, divided into two teams, and under the command of the young Kuite family head Crach, they nocked their bows and loaded their arrows.
"Let it go!"
The next moment, the sound of arrows piercing the air was endless. Forty arrows first flew into the sky and then fell from the mid-air.
Although the number of arrows was small, several Nilfgaard soldiers were still shot off the sampan.
Hearing the screams from their companions, every Nilfgaard person shrank subconsciously.
The non-commissioned officers shouted and cursed at the rowing soldiers. In fact, even if they did not do so, the Nilfgaard people holding the oars speeded up their movements out of concern for their own lives, while the remaining soldiers tried their best to raise their shields to defend themselves.
But there was not much space on the sampan, and people were crowded together, so it was impossible to cover everyone under the protection of the shield.
No matter how hard they tried, there were still Nilfgaard people who were hit by arrows one after another.
It's not that Nilfgaard people haven't thought about counterattack, but shooting on the undulating sea is much more difficult than shooting with a bow on flat ground.
The scattered counter-attacks almost all missed their mark, either missing by a thousand miles or falling into the water or sand.
However, after killing more than twenty Nilfgaard soldiers, the good days of the an Craite Clan archers finally came to an end.
As the sampan got closer and closer, an Craite Clan's archers could even clearly see the faces of those southerners.
It would be unwise to stay on the beach any longer.
Crach pulled out the long sword from his waist and shouted, "Archers, retreat to the fence, heavy infantry and spearmen, prepare to meet the enemy!"
So the archers put away their bows and arrows and retreated all the way, but instead of retreating behind the infantry phalanx, they ran to the rear of the beachhead, stepped on the wooden planks erected on the trench, and entered behind the fence.
The Drummond troops guarding there quickly gave them a passage.
At the same time, sixty spearmen were arranged in three rows, with the spear points lowered and held flat. The spearmen in the second and third rows passed their weapons through the gap between their companions in the front row.
In an instant, the phalanx transformed into a hedgehog.
Fifty heavy infantry were deployed on the left and right of the spearmen's phalanx to protect the flanks of the phalanx.
Lynn was also in the heavy infantry formation. At this time, he had already put on a set of ordinary an Craite Clan infantry armor, and also wore a visor on his head, covering his eyes that were different in color from ordinary people.
"Kill!"
When a sampan approached the beach, the Nilfgaard people on board dropped their oars and rushed to the shore in knee-deep water.
However, the messy formation of the Nilfgaard people could not pose a threat at all, and they were stabbed to death by the well-trained spearmen.
"Stab!"
The spearmen in the first row fiercely thrust out the weapons in their hands and pierced the Nilfgaard people who rushed forward.
Then the spearmen in the first row retracted their weapons, and the spearmen in the second row thrust out.
Three rows of spears took turns to assassinate him, and for a while, the corpses of enemy soldiers were scattered all over the field.
Some smarter Nilfgaard people tried to outflank them from both sides, but how could the heavy infantry already on standby give them this chance.
With long swords and battle axes, Nilfgaard people were killed with blood flowing into rivers.
Earl Torgil, who was watching the battle from behind the fence, saw the warriors of the an Craite Clan fighting bravely. In just a few minutes of contact, at least dozens of enemy corpses were added to the beach.
But after all, there are too few people in the an Craite Clan, or it should be said that there are too few people in the archipelago.
The entire beachhead is not limited to the piece of land at the feet of the Kuite troops. While the Kuite troops are fighting with the Nilfgaard people in that direction, the Nilfgaard people in other directions have already approached other parts of the beachhead.
If we sit back and watch them land, the warriors of the an Craite Clan will run the risk of being surrounded.
"That's almost it. Let Crach return, and then send an order to "Madman" Lugos, and let Clan Drummond's people go to meet them."
"Yes."
An archipelago-style horn sound completely different from Nilfgaard sounded, which was the signal to retreat.
At the same time, Drummond's troops, who had been guarding behind the fence, moved away their horses, poured out of the gap in the fence, passed through the planks erected on the trench, and approached the direction of Quite's troops.
The Tursek troops of Earl Torgil took the place of the previous Drumon troops and guarded the fence.
As for the Kuite troops who heard the sound of the horn, they also retreated towards the rear fence.
In the wars of the Cold Weapon Age, it was okay to advance, but retreat would often turn into a rout.
In this way, what could have been a victory can turn into a crushing defeat in an instant.
However, since all the soldiers brought by Crach are professional soldiers, and Crach himself is also on the front line, the flag representing an Craite Clan is the same as his own, so that everyone can clearly see it.
Therefore, even if they retreat, their morale has not dropped much, so the soldiers can still carry out orders in an orderly manner.
In the distance, Earl Tulius on the flagship deck snorted coldly.
"How can there be such a good thing when you want to run away after hitting? Let Branden Cavalry attack the enemy's back."
"But, Master Earl, Branden Cavalry only has twenty riders ashore. This number of people..."
"They are not allowed to destroy the enemy. As long as they disrupt the enemy's formation, other troops will rush forward and destroy the enemy."
"Yes."
Another place on the beach.
"Lord Baron, an order came from the flagship: Our army is required to charge back to the enemy's infantry unit an Craite Clan."
The cavalry captain nodded and expressed his understanding. "Everyone is here, mount up!"
After all the cavalrymen got on their horses, the cavalry captain raised his lance and pointed it into the distance.
"Attack!"
Although there were only twenty cavalry, the attack of the Nilfgaard cavalry could not be ignored, and soon the soldiers of the an Craite Clan discovered it.
"Master Crach, look, it's the enemy's cavalry!"
Crach turned around and saw that although there was still a certain distance, the enemy cavalry would be approaching in a short time.
"They want to prevent our army from joining Clan Drummond's people."
Those were not ordinary cavalry, but armored cavalry with men and horses.
Everyone knows that there are only three ways to fight cavalry:
The first method is to use snagging ropes, trenches and horse resistance;
The second method is to use stronger cavalry units to hedge;
The third method is to use a dense spear formation to resist the collision.
The first and second methods obviously do not meet the conditions.
As for the third type...