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Onufri raised his telescope and looked at the hillside in the distance. He and Rafael did not act together. They patrolled separately and guarded the border crossing. He and Rafael had not cooperated once or twice. They belonged to each other and stuck their butts out. The kind of familiarity that knows when it’s shit or fart.
Once a situation arises on one side, the other side can quickly provide support, which is a very common little tactic.
Through the telescope, Onufri saw the fire of gun barrels lighting up the dark hillside one after another. The boy suddenly shrank. Onufri threw away the telescope, instantly pulled out his saber, and loudly ordered: "The rear team becomes the front team. ! Support Ravel! Kill!"
At the sound of the order, 5,000 cavalry led by Onufri rushed towards the hillside. The ground trembled under the horses' hooves, sweeping away like rolling thunder.
In less than 10 minutes, Onufri led the brave Cossack cavalry from the flanks to the foot of the hillside. In the darkness, the sudden reinforcements seemed to disrupt the enemy's plan. Their formation was cut off by the cavalry in two sections. At the foot of the hillside.
After cutting down an enemy with one blow, Onufri glanced hastily and saw a blue military uniform with a stand-up collar. The opponent was well-equipped with scimitars and firearms, and he was also carrying a marching bag. He looked like he was traveling a long distance. Come.
Not only that....
Onufri also saw a family coat of arms engraved with two olive branches on the soldier's chest.
This is the coat of arms of the Baron Baron family of the Kingdom of Frederick!
Onufri's face changed slightly, not because a bullet flew past his neck, but because this enemy came from the Kingdom of Frederick...
Frederick's Kingdom joins the war!
Realizing this, Onufri cursed in a low voice, and immediately shouted to his adjutant: "Go to Chelyabinsk to inform His Highness! Tell her that Frederick's Kingdom is coming!"
"Yes Yes!"
The adjutant who reacted turned his horse around, left the battlefield, and rushed towards Chelyabinsk at full speed.
"Rafl! Ravel where are you?!"
After a charge, Onufri led the cavalry around to the hillside, planning to join forces with Raffl and launch a charge from a high position. With the speed of the cavalry, it was easy to break up the enemy's formation.
"General Raffl has been shot!"
shouted a soldier, firing his flintlock musket.
Onufri immediately came to the rear position and found the injured Ravel.
Ravel was shot once in the leg and back shoulder and was bleeding. He was being bandaged by soldiers. When he saw Onufri, he drank vodka and said, "Your Highness was right. Just now, Frederick's Kingdom I want to go around from the border to our rear, but luckily I have a sharp eye, otherwise something big will happen!"
"Don't talk about this yet, how are you?" Onufri asked.
"It's okay, I can't die." Raffl pushed away the soldier who was bandaging himself, tied an ugly knot with the bandage, and got on his horse, "His Highness asked us to hold on for an hour, and there are still 45 minutes left. We must not let this enemy go. past!"
Onufri looked at the enemy troops emerging from the jungle below and swallowed: "There are too many... We can't hold on to the hillside for long. Frederick's Kingdom is well prepared. We can't attack head-on." , we must use the mobility of the cavalry!”
Rafael nodded, knowing what Onufri wanted to do: "I will lead a cavalry team to take the right road, and you take the left road. We will surround you on both sides. We will charge for one round and then retreat for a mile. There are still several hills there, so we can Used to delay time.”
"good!"
Onufri and Raffl did not carry any monks from the Church of Truth when performing the security mission. They left all their strength to Katerina. After all, the cavalry’s mobility is currently the highest on the battlefield. They do not need to fight to the death and see the situation. If something goes wrong, just open it.
In other words, if they encountered the enemy on the border, the strength of the two sides must be very different. Even if they brought all 50 monks with them, they would not be able to change the situation of the battle.
Not long after, Onufri and Raffl each led a cavalry, rushed down the hillside from both sides, and launched a charge towards the enemy troops who continued to attack the hillside.
There was no moon tonight, and the soldiers couldn't aim at all in the dark sky. They could only blindly pull the trigger into the darkness. I don't know whether they hit or not. Anyway, their position must have been exposed.
Ten thousand brave Cossack cavalry continued to charge and kill. As elites, they burst out with strong combat power at this moment, cutting off the position of Frederick's Kingdom. At this moment...
Whoosh!
Several flares flew high into the sky.
Attracted by the light, Onufri turned his head and looked around, only to see a dark army appearing in the jungle outside the border, in an endless stream, numbering no less than one hundred thousand.
And in the very center of the army's position...
A white flag embroidered with two long swords was flying. It was the symbol of the Judgment Cult!
While Onufri was watching, an old man in white robes walked out of the camp, and the golden crown on his head proved his identity.
Pope....Doppler II!
The Pope is here in person? !
Onufri's expression suddenly changed, and without saying a word, he took out the horn from his waist and blew it.
Woo——
Woo——
The dull sound of the horn echoed in the night. Raffl on the other side of the battlefield reined in his horse, glanced doubtfully in the direction of Onufri, and raised his command knife high: "Retreat!"
The well-trained Cossack cavalry immediately turned around and retreated along the way they came. Pope Doppler II, who was about to activate magic, narrowed his eyes when he saw this scene and said to Marshal Friedrich standing beside him: " We cannot let them go, this army must be the elite of the Romanov Kingdom, if we let them escape, they will become a big trouble in the future."
Marshal Friedrich nodded and glanced at the adjutant. The adjutant stepped forward, raised the flag, and waved it one after another.
Rumble....
The sound of horse hooves resounded in the jungle, and a cavalry group of about 20,000 people launched a pursuit, biting the retreating Onufri and Raffl.
"Our intention has been exposed." Pope Doppler II stroked his beard and said: "But according to the scout report, there is currently a fighting in Chelyabinsk, and the Romanov Kingdom is launching a general offensive. This is our great opportunity. , continue to advance, and be sure to get to Chelyabinsk as quickly as possible."
"Should we launch an attack now?" Marshal Friedrich frowned and said: "Our allies, the 100,000 troops sent by the Kingdom of Sardinia are making a detour. The specific situation on the front line is not yet clear. Should we act safely and wait until the situation on the front line is clear? Make any more plans?"
"No, this is our once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."
"...Well, since you insist..."
Marshal Friedrich sighed inwardly and ordered the army to move on.
Although he is the supreme commander of the army, the Pope is by his side and he cannot disobey him. And Friedrich, who has received an elite military education, does not think this is a good time to launch an attack...
If Chelyabinsk has fallen into the hands of the Romanov Kingdom at this moment, they will be forced to launch a siege war. Starting the war so early is not good news for the Sardinian Kingdom’s army that is deep behind enemy lines. They are not ready yet. Bit.
"Don't worry, Marshal Friedrich."
Pope Doppler II smiled and said: "We will definitely win this war."
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