first wizarding world war.

Chapter 112: The Duel between the Commanders (A new day, a duel to boost your spirits, asking for monthly votes)

Although this newly formed knight order had a complex personnel structure, it had gained some cohesion thanks to Charlotte's various tactics, and at least they were able to carry out orders without error.

Immediately, three hundred men raised their rifles, issued verbal warnings, and began shooting at the defeated troops who were still charging forward.

The only weapons the Empire provided to the Knights were these 300 rifles, and the rest were sabers, shields and other weapons.

In the Old World, although guns appeared, they had not yet been equipped on a large scale in the military. Only the Royal Knights and the private knights of the great nobles popularized guns. Local troops were not generally equipped with guns. For example, the prison guards in Kilmainham Prison were equipped with Magnum hand spears, but Charlotte's patrol troops had not been able to replenish enough guns, and not everyone had a rifle on the battlefield.

In addition to these 5 rifles, some of Charlotte's Knights of Favonius used pistols, which were all the spoils of his robbery at Dragon Castle Street in Alcatraz: Chelsea Detective Agency. The rest were sabers, and some even used rapiers that were not suitable for battlefield.

The only consolation was that Charlotte at least didn't let his men take a cane to the battlefield.

But there are indeed many local troops whose basic weapons are just a cane worth a few centimes, and at most a cheap dagger.

No matter how weak the Knights of Favonius are, they are still a local army from the capital Strasbourg, and cannot be compared with other local armies.

Charlotte covered his eyes involuntarily. He really couldn't bear to watch so many people being shot, especially... it was his order.

But in the eyes of most people in the Knights of Favonius, this kind of mercy and compassion was truly the style of a noble lord.

He gave the order to shoot these people and then pretended to cover his eyes.

How much this posture resembles a dog!
On Earth, even elementary school students know that they must not be broken up by the retreating friendly forces, but few people in the Old World know this. Even many people who have received formal military training do not know that one must fight a few battles before becoming a qualified commander.

To the warriors of the Knights of Favonius, this was a manifestation of the cold-heartedness and ruthless methods of the commander, the 34th-rank 4th-level clerk, the former Grand Master, and now the Commander of the Knights.

And this one is particularly hypocritical...

Inexplicably, the growth of this mentality made the Knights of Favonius more willing to obey Charlotte's orders, not because of respect, but because of fear.

These people don’t know that in the ancient East, there was a man called Confucius who said: “Gentlemen value virtue, while villains fear power!”

Even if they knew, these prisoners and gang members would hardly understand such profound words.

After two rounds of shooting, the rebel army finally obeyed and stopped charging directly, bypassing the Knights of Favonius.

Originally, these people were planning to bypass the Knights and continue to escape, but Charlotte was prepared. Huang Xiong brought people to intercept them. He was originally from a gang and had many wronged souls under his command, so if any of the rebels planned to disobey him, he would shoot them on the spot.

Although the scene was still chaotic, with Huang Xiong's strong suppression, there was finally no trouble and most of the chaotic troops were gathered together.

The Byron cavalry, who were reaping lives on the battlefield, discovered Charlotte's Knights of Favonius, gave up the pursuit, gathered their formation, approached the Knights' defensive position, and stopped two hundred steps away, which was also the shooting limit of the Far Empire's standard rifles.

A knight urged his mount to leave his team. Charlotte also gave orders, telling his subordinates not to give orders or shoot. She herself carried an anti-space long-range rifle and left the iron barrel defense formation.

As a sixth-level transcendent, Charlotte is not afraid of a main general showdown on the battlefield.

The two main generals met on the battlefield. The knight on the opposite side took off his mask, revealing a big man with a rough face. Judging from various vital signs, he was not a vampire, but a blood servant.

There are almost no other extraordinary people in Bairon. They are either blood clans or blood servants. All normal extraordinary people are worried about being killed by vampires. Although Bairon has agreements with other countries, this agreement can only guarantee that vampires in other countries will be restrained, but it cannot guarantee the safety of extraordinary people in Bairon. After all, this is an empire established by vampires.

Charlotte shrugged and said, "Sorry, that's not the way to go."

The knight on the other side said coldly: "It is not convenient for me to sign up. You can be called the Restorer of South Seraf. I am also a South Seraf."

"This war is South Seraf's revenge on Behemoth. The Behemoth people are all despicable traitors."

"This is none of your business, Fars people."

Charlotte sighed and said, "I am a Behemoth, and my team is also Behemoth living in Fars."

"So, I had to come and fight."

Of course, Charlotte is a Behemoth, but his subordinates are a mess. Even if there are Behemoths, there won’t be too many. But he said so because he always felt that the knight opposite was a little "naive" and maybe he could be deceived.

The rough knight who called himself the Restorationist of South Seraf said coldly, "There's nothing we can do about it." He pulled down his mask and shouted, "Charge!"

This cavalry from Byron was indeed an elite force. Under the command of the Rough Knight, they immediately launched a charge.

Charlotte had a dazed look on his face. He couldn't understand why a war suddenly broke out.

It took him the next second to realize that he had been deceived by the other party.

As the leader of the Knights Templar, his men would not be able to fire in the center of the battlefield, and the biggest advantage of rifles over knights would be completely wiped out.

For a moment, Charlotte felt slightly ashamed that she had done something so stupid.

He sighed secretly: "After all, I am just an idiot who has never been on the battlefield!"

"I actually thought that I had to be a gentleman on the battlefield."

"Even if we talk about being a gentleman, why should I bother with a poor blood servant?"

Charlotte's mind was racing, but her body was honest. She raised the anti-space long-range rifle with one hand and pulled the trigger.

The Rough Knight activated his fighting spirit, his entire body enveloped in a blood-red halo, and he shouted, "I am the Bloody Butcher. A mere rifle cannot penetrate my body."

He and his horse were one, the knight's lance in his hand pointed far ahead, his whole body exuded a tragic aura, and behind him there was a blood-red flag faintly fluttering, which was the evidence of war that could only be cultivated after experiencing countless battles.

The eight certificates of a knight have no particular relationship to each other, but the certificate of war must be obtained on the battlefield, so it is easy for knights of the lower classes to obtain it. On the contrary, the knights of the nobility lack the certificate of war because they seldom go to the battlefield.

The Proof of War combined with the Blood Butcher is indeed a life harvester on the battlefield, rushing into the enemy's formation and being invincible.

(End of this chapter)