The Huns are extremely brutal.

When they ravaged Gaul, they often massacred villages and towns. Attila unleashed plundering forces, forcing all factions to unite and counterattack.

The enemies Duncan encountered were mainly Gepids, an East Germanic Barbarian Race conquered by the Hun Empire. They had certain ties with the East Goth kingdom and were considered relatively brave warrior troops. The name originated from their slow arrival during migration.

These enemies probably pillaged other places as well, because there were more than ten large carts at the back of the troops, along with some stolen cattle and sheep.

"Scatter the formation!"

Outside the town was a relatively open plain area. Over the years, Gaul had been in continuous turmoil, leaving farmlands abandoned, which was beneficial for cavalry battles. The Huns' tactics were quite straightforward: the Gepids gathered to form a defensive formation, while the Hun Eagle Shooters led mounted archers to harass Duncan's troops. Using excellent riding skills and mounted archery capabilities, they took advantage of the open terrain to kite and weaken morale, aiming for a heavy blow, then finding an opportunity to charge and rout.

This was an old Hun tactic since they rarely faced frontal cavalry charges in the wild. The Western Goth kingdom's cavalry horses were tall, and their armor was sturdy, causing significant losses during frontal impacts.

The decisive factor in the whole battle of Sharon was the Western Goth Heavy Cavalry, which had reached almost the level of medieval knight orders.

Even after the king's death, they could continue to charge and break through the Huns' lines with high morale.

A rain of arrows descended.

In an instant, Duncan wielded the Sword of Oath and Victory, cutting down the stray arrows, but others around him weren't so fortunate. Clegane's shield took an arrow, and his right shoulder was hit, but the thick armor made these wounds negligible. The Huns' first volley was at a long range and didn't cause substantial harm.

This was the first wave of probing.

The Huns' mounted archery tactics generally had two waves. The first wave had a small number of elite archers shooting a round without reducing speed, considered a probing attack. The second wave slowed the horse speed as all the mounted archers fired in one direction, creating a rain of arrows to strike the enemy.

When the warhorses ran at high speed, few could shoot accurately; most shot after slowing down and accelerated to retreat when the enemy approached.

This kiting tactic required high terrain conditions.

Fewer people made it easier to execute. If a large number of cavalry gathered together, even the elite Hun shooters could only manage a few volleys before being chased down by Western Goth kingdom's cavalry. Only prairie terrain allowed such rampant kiting, but even light cavalry charges could catch up in the same way.

The Huns' horses were relatively short, with strong endurance but slightly lacking in explosive power, unable to compete with Western Goth Heavy Knights in frontal combat.

Another rain of arrows fell.

This wave wasn't like the initial probing as the elite Hun shooters noticeably reduced their horse speed, increasing mounted archery accuracy. Behind Duncan, several people fell off their horses, dying before facing the enemy head-on — mostly light cavalry, as heavy cavalry were harder to shoot down.

An arrow hit Duncan's left shoulder; the thick shoulder armor made it painless, and he didn't have his shield. It should have been the Eagle Shooter that hit him.

As the rain of arrows fell, Duncan's Arrow Deflection had some gaps, leaving the armor to bear the brunt.

"The Huns' archery is indeed formidable!"

Duncan continued to accelerate, charging almost alone ahead of the others by tens of meters. He was searching for the right angle. When the target enemy appeared in his field of vision, Duncan quickly took out the Nord Bow, nocked and drew the bow, aiming at the Eagle Shooter in the center of the crowd.

Capture the leader first when hunting thieves!

The quickest way to create chaos in the enemy is to kill the leading Hun Eagle Shooter.

Swoosh!

The sharp arrow tore through the sky.

The Nord Bow's power was astonishing! The Hun Eagle Shooter barely noticed before feeling intense chest pain; the armor was actually penetrated, and he was shot off the horse by Duncan.

These were specially crafted Armor-Piercing Arrows, only sixty centimeters long for convenient mounted archery, but the arrowhead had been modified with hardwood.

—— Hun elite mounted archers (morale shaken) (leader slain) (encountering strong enemy) (intimidation)!

Duncan took an arrow himself, shooting directly to kill the Eagle Shooter in the crowd.

This disrupted the Huns themselves.

They'd always used mounted archery to suppress their enemies, but now Duncan rode fiercely without even holding the reins. With the Nord Bow shooting in rapid succession, arrow after arrow broke through the air; in an instant, five or six men fell off their horses, and there was no need for a headshot — a body hit was either lethal or crippling.

"Marksman!..."

The Hun mounted archers were in a panic; some tried to counterattack and shoot Duncan's horse, but his horse was armored too, and the Nord Bow's power exceeded their range.

Riding skill crush! Mounted archery crush!

Duncan alone nearly suppressed these close to a hundred Hun mounted archers, even causing the 'panic' mark to appear on the distant battlefield edge where the Gepids were forming a formation.

This was truly the courage to withstand thousands!

Perhaps in a large-scale war, Duncan was powerless to change the overall situation, but in small-scale battles with a few thousand to twenty thousand forces, he could single-handedly break through!

"Charge!"

Clegane raised his lance, and behind him, the Sarmatian riders charged with lances, followed closely by the young Carl.

In this moment of slight chaos and loss of command, the best riding Sarmatians and the native British Island Noble riders had already caught up. The second tier of cavalry was slightly behind by tens of meters, but they too drew their longswords for battle.

Generally, trained cavalry could flexibly use lances, while ordinary cavalry mostly used sabers and longswords.

Continuous fire.

Duncan launched a storm of continuous fire, directly locking onto targets, slaughtering all the Hun elite mounted archers within sight, leaving only the terrified ordinary Hun mounted archers.

A wave of collision!

Clegane stabbed one to death, then abandoned the lance and drew his blade, slashing left and right like a Berserker, causing three or four men to fall off their horses continuously.

The Sarmatian riders charged with their lances, cutting down more than a dozen men, and immediately opened up the situation, causing chaos among the Huns' mounted archers. They were forcibly pierced through, and the mounted archers who were forced to face the cavalry were all trying to evade. A hundred Hun cavalry were split in two, with forty to fifty riders fleeing to each side.

However, once they were engaged by the light cavalry, there was no longer much opportunity to leisurely draw their bows and shoot. Many Hun riders had no choice but to draw their melee weapons.

Duncan's figure charged directly into the formation!

He was using the human form number one as if it were Xiang Yu or Lu Bu. The Hun riders on the right had just regrouped when he charged alone, facing a rain of arrows. The Sword of Oath and Victory flashed a cold gleam, slicing through a Hun rider as if cutting through tofu, and then the sharp blade danced wildly, cutting left and right. The warhorse galloped wildly, leaving behind only a dozen or so lone horses. The enemies he killed were either beheaded or cut in half at the waist, or they fell off their horses with broken limbs and died.

Truly a matchless warrior!

With just one charge, this Hun cavalry unit was completely routed. Duncan had five or six arrows stuck in him, seemingly unaffected, as he continued to kill more than a dozen elite Hun riders.

With the Sword of Oath and Victory in hand, Duncan made even heavy cavalry seem like unarmored units to him.

Clegane started to harvest gradually.

Duncan single-handedly routed over fifty Hun riders, and the cavalry he led completed the slaughter. Entering into melee combat, the Hun riders on the left fell one after another. A forest in front blocked the path, forcing the enemy to turn around. In a direct charge crossing each other, dozens passed by, with one elite Hun rider clutching a broken arm. Only a dozen or so remnants were left behind him.

No technique, just pure power crushing!

Duncan's powerful personal combat ability, combined with the excellent riding skill of more than ten Sarmatian riders, opened up the situation with one wave, causing these enemies to show signs of 'total rout.'

At that moment, Clegane regrouped with over a hundred cavalry, and the greatest casualty surprisingly came when they directly charged the mounted archers.

In the subsequent frontal engagement, not many died.

Duncan was now starting to target and kill across the battlefield!

With the sharp arrows piercing the sky, Hu riders were shot and fell one by one, leaving behind lone warhorses everywhere on the battlefield. This time he was somewhat restrained, killing people but not horses. Soon, apart from twenty to thirty riders who fled quickly, the other Hun riders were almost completely destroyed.

The elite cavalry of the Sarmatian people were not inferior to the heavy knights of the Western Gothic kingdom. They could charge right up to the Hun cavalry and fight a frontal battle.

At this moment, the Gepids arranged in formation off in the distance were dumbfounded.

Wasn't it always the Hun mounted archers who harassed, waiting for an opportunity to encircle and rout the enemy's morale?

Why this time they hadn't moved, and the Hun mounted archers were directly overrun?

The Gepids felt something was terribly wrong.

Some of them were already wavering in morale, seeking a chance to flee.

At this moment.

One to two hundred reinforcements arrived from the direction of the town, mainly Frankish barbarians, led by a few Frankish axemen while the rest were mainly barbarian militia armed only with shields and almost no armor. They saw Duncan crush the Hun cavalry with one charge and gained a significant boost in morale, actively leading their troops to encircle the Gepids.

The Franks really hated the Huns!

"Follow me!"

Duncan's figure led the way on horseback, leveraging the wavering morale of the Gepids, he led the cavalry to advance from the right, but instead of launching a strong attack, he circled his horse forcing the enemy to change formation. As the Frankish militia charged forward, he seized the opportunity, gathered the frontline heavy cavalry to form a wedge array, smashing into the Gepids' formation like a burning hammer, shattering their formation immediately.

Kill!

Duncan wielded the Sword of Oath and Victory, breaking through the formation alone like a descended war god. In one charge, heads rolled behind him, five or six headless corpses sprayed blood like fountains, an image as terrifying as a ghost god descent, causing the previously brave Gepids to scream in fear.

Clang!

Sparks burst.

Duncan's warhorse lost its momentum, he swung his sword cutting the enemy's spear, splitting open the helmet of a heavy infantry with the holy sword, the metal slicing through like mud, the helmet and half of the skull fell away, revealing the neatly sliced brain tissue inside.

Next, with a backhand swing, under the terrifying barbaric power, the Gepid commander's sword and body were cleaved by him together.

The enemy's blade was cut off, the Sword of Oath and Victory slashed from his left shoulder to his right waist, nearly bisecting him diagonally!

Too terrifying!

Too brutal!

Is this even human?

It's practically a ghost god descent!

The Gepids were completely collapsing, with few even trying to flee, many simply throwing down their weapons and surrendering by kneeling.

The warhorse neighed.

Duncan's cape was dyed blood red, his whole body looked like it was cast in blood, droplets of blood dripped down the lord's armor. Behind him, those British noble riders who had previously felt slight dissatisfaction from losing their command authority all bowed their heads deeply, not daring to meet the man's gaze.

This is not a force that humans can contend with!

Like an overlord returned to life.

Duncan, leading over a hundred cavalry, conducted a direct slaughter of an equal number of Hun elite riders, causing five or six hundred Gepids to kneel and surrender in one charge.

As for the casualties in the troops, there were only a dozen. By the time his cavalry rushed up, the enemy already had 'collapsed morale.'

In the entire battle, it was almost Duncan alone who shattered the enemy's morale.

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