Almost at the same time as the group of "hungry wolves" poured out of the nest, a group of 700 "hunters" led by Anglus, the leader of the Wells Legion, and Viscount Leonde, the leader of the Liberation Army, had already set off to ambush and wait for the "hunting ground" where the "wolves" enjoyed a gluttonous feast.

According to Arte's arrangement, in addition to the 600 cavalry assigned by Flender to Arter, the team that surrounded and suppressed the enemy's cavalry this time also included 100 cavalry from the Wells legion, a total of 700 men. Led by Angus and Leonde.

Before the arrival of the enemy, the army secretly arrived at the foot of the mountain three miles away from the "hunting ground", and when the enemy cavalry attacked, it immediately divided into two ways to trap the enemy cavalry, and then annihilated it in one fell swoop.

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"Sir Spencer, there seems to be a man on horseback over there." The soldier who followed Spencer said, pointing to the hill in the distance.

Spencer looked in the direction the soldier was pointing, and the man was already riding his horse to the other side.

Spencer immediately raised his vigilance and said to everyone, "Everyone, get ready, that group of mongrels is coming." ”

The baggage team slowed down slowly, and the soldiers on both sides of the carriage leaned their hands against the side of the carriage, as if there was something hidden in the carriage that could save their lives. The other hundred soldiers have also taken off the shield behind them and held it in their hands, and the sword has been unsheathed~

"Kill!"

Suddenly, with an order, a large number of cavalry suddenly appeared on the hill, rushing all the way towards the baggage team with their swords raised, rolling up the dust......

"Array!"

Spencer roared, and the coachman in charge of the carriage immediately skillfully turned the horse's head and surrounded all the horses of the baggage team. The soldiers in charge of the escort were already standing beside the carriage with shields in hand, their spears pointing outwards in unison.

"Quick, take out all the nails on the carriage and throw them on the periphery." Spencer was in danger and immediately organized a defense.

I saw that the soldiers immediately dragged out the Zama nails in the wooden box, and then put on special gloves made in advance, grabbed the Zama nails and threw them around the chariot array.

In an instant, the enemy cavalry was already less than fifty paces away.

"Ready~"

Spencer yelled.

I saw that the war horse that was the first to rush towards the baggage team galloped forward, and when the front hooves landed on the ground, the center of the horse's hooves landed on the horse nails. I saw that the majestic cavalryman on horseback jumped from the horse at the moment when the horse stumbled, rolled around in the air and fell straight to the ground, his head was pierced by a horse nail, and he stopped moving after struggling.

The horses that followed immediately after were pierced through the soles of their feet by the horse nails under their feet, lying on the ground and unable to move, and the cavalry on horseback also rolled to the ground one after another, and their bodies were pierced by the horse nails and bled non-stop, rolling back and forth on the ground.

"Haha, you bastards, you still want to sneak attack the master and me, and I don't want to see if I have that ability." Spencer, who was standing on the edge of the carriage, laughed when he saw the enemy cavalry turn on their backs one by one.

"Sir Spencer, my lord is so powerful that he came up with this method to deal with this group of mongrels." The soldiers on one side couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when they saw that the enemy who had just been murderous was now rolling all over the ground.

"Stop!"

Seeing that the cavalry rushing to the front had already rolled off their horses before they approached, the leading cavalry immediately raised his hand to signal the cavalry behind him to stop advancing.

"Lord Viscount, their carriage is surrounded by special iron nails, and we can't get close to it." A soldier who had just gotten up from the ground rushed to report.

"Bastards, bastards." The leading cavalry was so angry that his hands trembled. "Archers ready, shoot me the bastards inside!"

The leading cavalry gave an order, and the archers lined up in a row at the same time took their bows and pulled the strings, only to see more than forty light arrows flying towards the baggage team gathered in the middle of the carriage.

"Sir, be careful!"

Spencer, who was still "admiring" the enemy struggling on the ground in front of him, was pushed by the soldiers behind him, and he fell to the ground with a stumbling arrow, and the arrow that swept over his head stuck in the ground. Spencer, who was so frightened that he lay on the ground, broke out in a cold sweat.

"MD, it's a big hanging!"

"Everyone's hold on to me, our people are coming soon, and when the time comes, we'll rush out and kill all these bastards." Spencer stood up and said loudly under the cover of several shield-raising soldiers.

"Fire oil ready!" Seeing that they could not cope with the chariot array in front of them and the zama nails on the ground, the leading cavalry ordered the oil to be thrown into the chariot.

"Oh no, sir, they look like they're going to burn us!" A soldier with a shield raised turned to Spencer.

"What? This group of mongrels can't help but turn me into a roast suckling pig! As Spencer spoke, a clay pot filled with oil landed at his feet, splashing oil onto his trouser leg.

"Archer prepare!" At this time, the archers on the periphery of the chariot array were taking out special arrows, and they saw a cavalryman holding a torch to light the arrows one by one~

"Ready~"

"Lord Viscount, there's cavalry over there!"

"Lord Viscount, there are cavalry over there, too!"

Just as the leading cavalry was about to give the order to release arrows, hundreds of cavalry on the east and west sides rushed towards this side.

"Quick, retreat! Fall back! ”

Seeing a large number of cavalry appearing around, the guy in the lead instantly panicked and hurriedly ordered a retreat.

"Brothers, don't let them run!" When Spencer saw his men around, he immediately ordered to open his chariot formation and chase after the fleeing cavalry......

"Lusignan, you take someone to the left to stop them, and I'll take someone to the right."

"Yes, Lord Angus."

I saw Angus and Lusignan each with more than 200 cavalry surrounding the fleeing enemy. On the other side, Leonde also rushed to this side with a large group of men.

In an instant, a large-scale cavalry battle began......

Seeing that his men were all surrounded, the leading cavalry rushed away with the men and horses behind him in the weakest direction.

"Kill!"

I saw Angus roar, raise the broadsword in his hand and slash at the head of the rushing soldier. The other party blocked, and the swords of the two suddenly sparked. Angus raised his sword again and slashed at the other party, the soldier made a blocking action again, only to see Angus quickly withdraw his broadsword and cut it in the other direction, the soldier had no time to defend, and was cut off the horse by a sword~

"Brothers, give it to me!"

Seeing that the fleeing cavalry had been surrounded, Spencer drew his sword and slashed at the back of one of the cavalrymen. I saw the long sword slash on the soldier's armor, and the huge elastic force made Spencer's hand shake, and the long sword fell to the ground. Just as Spencer reached out to pick up the long sword on the ground, he reacted to the cavalry raising his sword and slashing at Spencer's head, and was about to succeed, only to see a long sword pierce the cavalryman's stomach. The cavalryman's sword slashed past Spencer's ear, causing him to take a step back and fall to the ground.

"Spencer, are you alright?"

Spencer looked up in horror and glanced at the cavalry captain Lunicion, who had pulled his broadsword out of the back of the cavalryman he had just slain~

"Brother Lunicion, thanks to you~" Spencer picked up the long sword on the ground and roared and threw himself at an enemy who had fallen to the ground~

"Brother Angus, a couple of guys are running over there!" Leonde, who had just chopped off the head of an enemy cavalryman, shouted to Angus.

"Lord Leonde, please send some men to chase after you, your lord's order is that none of these guys should be spared."

"Good!"

After a while, I saw thousands of people fighting together in an instant, and the cavalry of both sides launched a desperate battle in this open land. Since the cavalry of the Wells Army and the Liberation Army combined were 700 people, plus more than 100 people of the baggage team, while the enemy army was only about 300 people, the difference in strength between the two sides was huge.

I saw that several soldiers of the baggage team surrounded an enemy cavalry regiment with short spears in their hands, and stabbed them from all directions, and the cavalry suddenly became confused, waving the long sword in his hand and slashing indiscriminately. Seeing that it was not easy to get close to the cavalry, one of the soldiers raised his spear and stabbed the horse's buttocks, and suddenly the horse jumped up on all fours and shook off the cavalryman on horseback. Seeing this, several other people hurriedly surrounded and stabbed the short spear into the flesh of the guy who fell to the ground~

Although outnumbered, the cavalry of Thorne's army galloped across the plains all year round, and with Bernard's large amount of money as support, his combat skills were not inferior to his opponents. As soon as the two sides made contact, they saw that several cavalry of the Liberation Army and the Wells Legion were cut off their horses in less than two rounds. The enemy's cavalry swordsmanship was swift, not dragging mud and water at all, and the moves were fatal, so that many opponents died tragically under their own swords. Although the rebels are numerous, this group of bloodthirsty guys has already killed red eyes at this time, desperately resisting, and has no intention of giving up resistance~

The battle continued until the evening. Except for a dozen or so who escaped and more than thirty people who were captured, the rest of the men and horses were all killed under the horses, including the leading cavalry.

In this battle, the cavalry of the Welsh regiment lost twenty-one dead and more than thirty wounded. The Liberation Army lost more than 70 people and wounded more than 100 people. Fifteen people were killed and more than 20 were wounded. In addition, the baggage team lost five wagons of grain and grass, which were shot by the enemy's cavalry in a panic with a few arrows. Fortunately, the fire was extinguished in time, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Spencer~"

After Angus arranged for Lusignan to clean up the battlefield, he took his sword and walked towards the chariot formation. I saw Spencer leaning against the carriage and slumped on the ground, holding the hilt of the long sword in both hands, sticking the sword into the earth, his face covered with blood. It wasn't until Angus screamed twice that he came back to his senses and quickly got up from the ground.

"Lord Angus."

"How's it going, it's okay." Angus asked with concern.

"I'm fine." Spencer wiped the blood and sweat from his face, then turned his head to look at the truckloads of grain and grass that were still smoking, and said bitterly: "It's a pity that those truckloads of grain." If I didn't protect the food and grass, the adults would definitely blame me. ”

"I can't blame you for this, but I think adults will reward you again."

Spencer's eyes suddenly sparkled like a gold coin, and he hurriedly pulled Angus's sleeve and said, "Lord Angus, what you said is true?" ”

"This~ I'm just guessing. But adults certainly won't blame you. ”

I saw that Spencer's face suddenly darkened~

After cleaning up the battlefield, the baggage team walked all the way north with the remaining forty-five wagons of grain and grass under the escort of the remaining men and horses~