The French barracks of Montcassel stretch from near the foot of the hill to the town, overlooking a large flat land, which is quite imposing. Since it was King Philip's own expedition, although there were generals like Hereford and Eustace in the tent, they could not give any orders to the French army.

William Fitzosborne was particularly reluctant to offend King Philip, whose attitude would determine his plans for marriage to Lady Lihilde, and the marriage to the Countess of Hainaud was the main reason for Hereford's impression. But even so, the Norman general was still deeply dissatisfied with the state of the French army, and the French king had arrived for three days, but the soldiers in the camp were still not organized, and the sheer number became a disaster. The nearby fences and barns could not escape the harassment of some stragglers, and the carts for carrying grain were sorely insufficient, and King Philip, although he kept assuring Madame de Lihilde to send troops to Flanders as soon as possible, was practically impossible to achieve—the disorder of the generals and soldiers made the army sit here and do little but produce a large amount of horse manure.

"Is that the barracks of the King of France?" Robert the "Frisian" couldn't believe his eyes, the huge French camp had not even been properly fortified, and was so wide open that it sat on the flat ground at the foot of the slope.

"My lord, what now?" A Flemish knight with a spear in his hand asked.

"Prepare to attack, blow the trumpet, and let the French know that the storm is coming." Robert's tone was calm, and there was no hint of nervousness in the battle.

From the wind came the sound of war horns, mixed with the cries of war. It wasn't clear at first, until the yellow and blue flag was getting closer and closer that Hereford recognized it, chanting "Arras!" ”

Hereford silently drew his sword, and a Norman knight beside him began to shout a warning to the French army, and when he saw the panicked soldiers all around, Earl William scolded fiercely: "Lack of success! ”

The gray hills in the distance were illuminated by the sun, and the Flemish people were like an army of angels emerging from this silver light, storming into the French army camp, and the "Frisian" charged forward with a determined gaze, and his eyes could not see the blood and swords around him, only the "golden flame" royal banner of Saint-Denis!

"Catch Philip!" The Flemish shouted loudly, the curtain of the tent with the red royal banner was lifted, and Gerbo pierced the body of an enemy with a single sword.

"My child!" A scream was heard, and Gerbo was taken aback, and he saw Madame Lihilde in the tent, her ghostly face staring at her sword in horror. Gerbo looked down and saw that the corpse under the sword was a child.

This Flemish knight's face turned pale in an instant, "This can't be!" He said to himself, "This is the king's tent, why are you here?" ”

The woman pounced viciously like a lioness, and Gerbo felt a tingling in his arm, for it was Madame Lihilde who was biting at her chain mail, and he struck the noblewoman with the head of his sword, taking her prisoner, and then exited the tent.

Hereford was now under siege by the Flemish, his shield held high, and he wielded his sword majestically, leaving only five Norman knights at his side to resist. The Flemish spear stabbed him, and the noble Norman lord, the Welsh whipper, was shot seven times in his body, and his blood-stained armor fell to the ground like a statue.

"Father, what are we going to do?" Godfrey was frightened by what he saw, and all of them were screaming or screaming, and the blood on their bodies and faces made them look like demons.

"Where the hell is Philip?" The eldest son of the Count of Boulogne asked aloud.

"Leave him alone, let's start a counterattack." At last he had made up his mind, he put on his helmet, gave orders to the army behind him, and then rode forward himself, and the knights of Boulogne, led by the count and his two sons, rushed into the confusion of the enemy's ranks, stabbing and slashing from their horses, causing great damage. The young Godfrey had a white feather on his helmet, no one knew he was a child, the knight of Boulogne skillfully attacked his enemies with his spear, silver flashing, wings flying, the blood of his ancestors boiling in his body, he followed the horses of his father and brothers, trampled all enemies in his way, trampled the remains of the Flemish and the French, until his mount was pierced by a spear.

Godfrey fell from his horse, but fortunately the impact was borne by the shield for the most part, and he was only slightly wounded, and the Boulogne knights had already killed the enemy's line by this time, and in front of Count Eustace was Robert, who led his squires to resist, the latter's shield iron pivot was sunken, and the colored helmet was exactly the same color as the spear behind him, he was familiar with this pattern, after all, the enemy in front of him was the same descendant of Baldwin the "Iron Arm" as himself.

The Count of Boulogne jumped off his horse, and the two noble Flemish knights fought together like rivals in a sea of blood, but most of the Flemish people around Robert were exhausted, and Eustace slammed Robert with his knees, pushing him to the ground, and then his eldest son Eustace stepped forward and tied Robert.

Elsewhere in the camp, the Flemishians were still storming the disorganized French army, stopping only as twilight began to fall.

"You say King Philip is gone?" The Count of Boulogne shouted angrily.

The French knight looked terrified, but the king did disappear from the battlefield and no one saw him.

It was not until late at night that the king appeared in the camp of the Boulogne, and during the day, Philip was having fun with a local noblewoman in Kassel, when disaster suddenly befell his army. The French King looked ashamed, and seemed to see the contempt hidden in the eyes of the Count of Boulogne, and said very quickly: "My lords, we did not expect the shamelessness of the enemy, and now, the Count of Arnulf has died, and Madame de Lihilde has also been captured, I wonder what you think?" ”

Eustace suppressed the anger in his heart and replied in a deep tone: "We have captured Robert, and now we can exchange him for the Countess of Hainault." But this war cannot be fought, and we will withdraw our troops tomorrow, Your Majesty, please forgive me. ”

Philip bowed his head as if he had approved the Count of Boulogne's suggestion, and the meeting ended quickly, and the French returned to Cassel in despair, while the French soldiers began to flee in the night. The next day, after the prisoner exchange was completed, Robert's division turned around and began to march on Bruges, while Madame de Lihilde fled to Hainaut with her young son, Baldwin.

Gerbo left the barracks of the new Flemish count, and he did not ask for any reward from this lord, but only disappeared into the road in a gray robe, like an ascetic hermit, and this Flemish knight was to make a pilgrimage to Rome and ask for atonement and spend the rest of his life in repentance for the accidental murder of Count Arnulf.