While Chechen and Colonel Jerzy Khaletsky were in a **** battle between the swamps, Fedot and others were also engaged in a desperate fight with the colonel's infantry in the forest of Ponievje.

Due to the high mountains and dense forests in the woods, the use of long-handled weapons in the woods has been greatly restricted. In such an environment, the two opposing parties often enter hand-to-hand combat after firing a fire with a musket. Soldiers on both sides continued to fight with short broadswords and stabbing swords. No, some unfortunate guy was chopped down or pierced.

The mercenary regiment has a small number of people, but it has the advantage of ambushing in advance and has rich combat experience; although the number of Jerzy Khaletsky is larger than that of the mercenary regiment, most of them are newly recruited except for the officers. The militiamen, both sides have their own advantages, and the battle is stuck in a stalemate like the swamp.

As the captain of the Musketeer, close hand-to-hand combat is not the director of Fedot. And if he is allowed to hold a weapon to meet the enemy in short-term combat, his performance may not be better than an ordinary militiaman. Therefore, Fedot was very self-aware and did not participate in the melee combat, but hid behind the battle line and used his Turkish musket sneaker enemy with unparalleled accuracy and range in his hand.

Right now, Fedot's target is a man who looks like an officer in a Germanic pikeman uniform and a flying saucer helmet. This well-equipped enemy officer wielded the broadsword in his hand and fought with the infantry of the two mercenary regiments and did not lose the wind. On the contrary, the two men were forced to retreat and dwarf left and right.

"Closer, closer." Fedot said silently in his heart.

At this time Fedot was squatting halfway behind a half-person-high rock. This rock has been covered with moss over millions of years. The officer wielded a broadsword as he fought more and more bravely, unaware that he was getting closer and closer to death.

Soon, Fedot put the officer's chest into his heart, and his target was the opponent's left chest.

The officer pulled away one of the opponent’s weapons and kicked him, and then took advantage of the other opponent’s flaws and prepared a sword to end him, but his hand had just retracted the sword and was about to stab him, Fedot’s The gun rang.

The bullet accurately hit the officer's chest, punching a hole the size of a little finger in his breastplate. The bullet that entered the body pierced a rib, and blood, flesh, and bone fragments were ejected from the wound together, spraying like a jet of water on the face of the mercenary in front of him.

The officer looked down at the blood hole in his chest, then raised his head and looked in the direction where the bullet might come. I don’t know if he saw the sharpshooter who shot himself to death at the last moment of his life. With his vitality, the officer fell to the ground, and his hand holding the broadsword was released.

The mercenary with blood on his face just stood blankly. Although he was not on the battlefield for the first time, the experience of being sprayed with flesh and blood had never happened before.

Fedot stood up from behind the rock. He wanted to wake the dazed mercenary and remind him to wake up to look at the fallen companion beside him, but at this moment, he jumped out from Fedot's left side. A tall man in a Kaftan uniform and a simple chain helmet threw Fedot to the ground.

It was safer for Fedot to hide behind the rock. But when he stood up, he exposed his position. Although the two sides have joined forces to maintain a relatively stable front, this front composed of people is not fixed. The tall man dashed across the front to Fedot after knocking down a mercenary.

The tall man and Fedot fell to the ground at the same time. Fedot's Turkish musket fell aside as he fell to the ground, and he could only fight the enemy with his bare hands.

The two were pulling on the damp ground. After all, the tall man is tall, and he quickly gained the upper hand. Fedot was overwhelmed to the ground, his throat was also pinched by the opponent.

As the hand holding Fedot's throat tightened, Fedot began to breathe. He tilted his head to the side, trying to ask for help from the mercenary who was still standing there, but Fedot couldn't say anything except the sound of "uh uh".

The tall man's powerful fingers gradually sank into Fedot's neck. He watched Fedot's face turn from red to purple, and his eyes kept protruding from his eye sockets.

Just as he was about to end Feiduo's life, there was a sound of horseshoes, and it was getting closer and closer. The tall man raised his head in surprise, because he knew that the colonel had not sent cavalry into the forest.

As soon as he raised his head, a huge black shadow enveloped him. Then, a hard object, like an iron rod, hit his jaw hard.

The tall man was beaten out abruptly~lightnovelpub.net~ His jaw was completely shattered. One can imagine how powerful this blow was.

"Fedot, are you okay?" The man on horseback listened to Fedot in front of him after he knocked off the tall man and asked with concern, and stretched out a hand to Fedot.

"Thank you, Yelisei. Why are you here?" Fedote grabbed Yelisei's raised hand and got up from the ground, covering his neck with the other. There were bright red finger prints all over the neck, and it was still aching.

The person who came was Yelishei. After he and Fatima completed the task of luring the enemy, they circled back to the forest from the edge of the swamp. Although the situation on Chechen’s side is even more critical, the marshland has the same restrictions on the cavalry of Colonel Jerzy Khaletsky and the cavalry led by Fatima, and it is impossible for them to return to the mercenaries from both sides of the position. In the regiment's position. In order not to reveal Chechen's arrangement, they can only stay away from there.

"Don't say anything, we still want to wipe out these enemies and rush back to help them in the team battle." Yelishei didn't care about telling Fedot about his situation, he said a word to Fedot, and then proceeded. Jump off the horse and kill it.

With the addition of this new force, the morale of the mercenary group was greatly boosted, and the infantry under Colonel Jerzy Khaletsky began to shake. Most of their officers have long ago, and they can stick to it because of their psychological advantage of being overwhelmed. Now, even this advantage is gone.

Finally, after the last officer fell under Fatima's sword, the remaining seven or eight infantrymen collapsed. They dropped their weapons and began to rout.

And the mercenaries played the spirit of chasing the poor, and these remnants will all be wiped out in the forest.

In this battle, the mercenary group killed and injured 13 people, while Jerzy Khaletsky's infantry was wiped out.