At this time, a mob of 20,000 people, led by Robert, slowly approached a militia led by Marquis William.

Although the soldiers are in tattered clothes, uneven in age, and have yellow and thin muscles, they are full of spirit, and they are no longer in the usual period, and in the face of the attitude of the noble lord, it can be said that all the faces are completely new.

This is an attitude, an attitude of striving for ideals.

In this era when thermal weapons have not yet been fully popularized, fighting a war purely depends on the ability of the troops to bear casualties, and whoever can not be afraid of death will win in the end.

Of course, at present, the difference between the two teams is that one is often trained, and the other is purely composed of poor people, and their combat effectiveness is not proportional, so there is a matter of thousands of officers and soldiers running away with tens of thousands of rebels in history.

At this time, this expeditionary force of more than 1,000 people, which was composed of local militias, did not pay attention to the 20,000 people who came from the opposite side at all.

In fact, they did not know how many people were on the other side, but the blind confidence of the officers completely infected them, and an extraordinary optimism spread in the ranks of the militia.

They are all militia, that is, there is no uniform uniform.

Some wore ancestral remnants, some wore a short shirt, and all kinds of clothes were strange, and so on.

What is more uniform is that their weapons are exactly the same, they are all standard weapons stored in the county, spears and longbows.

And Robert led a mob of more than 20,000 people, with all kinds of weapons, all kinds of weapons, sheep forks, wooden shovels, spears, etc.

For this reason, Marquis William specially asked all his people to wear white cloaks, and Robert made his own people tie black scarves around their arms.

So, from a distance, the white militia with their spears and listening to the command of the Marquis, walked forward with ease.

Robert, despite his old age, stood on a casually built high platform, looked into the distance, and saw the militiamen with steady steps coming slowly, and his eyebrows couldn't help but wrinkle.

"Sir, what shall we do?" On the side, an adjutant with a worried face came over, looked at Robert with a solemn face, and asked.

"Wait—" Robert stared into the distance, his lips lightly furled.

"When they are closer to us, we will directly give full play to the advantage of numbers and directly impact in one go, so that we can have a little chance of winning!"

"Indeed, we don't have strong control over the army, so we can only rush over directly, hoping that the king's people will be directly dispersed!"

The adjutant sighed for a moment, only this option was the most suitable for the moment, and then, he turned his head to look at the army behind him, and the worry in his eyes flashed.

Although the number of troops is large, the composition is too mixed, and the command system has not been established, so we can only go to the battlefield head-on.

Soon, the white army approached step by step, and the optimism made this army look majestic and indomitable.

And the 20,000 troops behind Robert also appeared in a white formation in the sight, and the neat formation brought a great sense of oppression to everyone.

Immediately, everyone's eyes looked at the family emblem of the Kate family on the banner, and their hearts immediately settled down, and everyone believed that Mr. Robert would definitely lead everyone to victory.

Ignoring his old body, Robert rode on a big black horse, staring directly at the army that arrived in front of him, and the family emblem of the Marquis of Northampton fluttering in the long wind, without any fear.

"Hello, Sir Kate, our Marquis has asked me to tell you that your betrayal of the King is unforgivable, but if you surrender now, there may be a way out!"

One of the horsemen came running, sat down on his horse, bowed politely, then raised his chin and spoke proudly.

"Please tell His Excellency the Marquis of Northampton that this war is inevitable, and as long as the enclosure is going on, we will not stop!"

Robert sat on his horse and took off his hat to salute, and the English were always so obsessed with etiquette.

Look at Robert. Kate replied in a sonorous voice, and the messenger took the reins of his horse, looked carefully at the stubborn old man, and then rode away, never to look back.

After receiving this reply, Marquis William had no surprise on his face, and just ordered the troops to speed up and resolve the battle as soon as possible, which was the best result.

Soon, the militiamen who had slowed down began to move forward in a threatening manner again, and the iron spear heads of the pikemen glistened with cold light, making people feel panicked.

Not to be outdone, although they were not fully armed, the silence and oppressive aura directly made the militiamen who were getting closer and closer hesitate.

But the Earl's order was unquestionable, and his footsteps did not stop at all.

At this time, the victory can only be witnessed with blood.

The pikemen in the front row were like sharp daggers plunged straight into the mob, causing huge casualties to the mob at once.

The longbowmen in the rear "whoosh-whoosh-" with cold arrows, the ragged mob was basically overwhelmed, and a blank space was cleared around the pikemen.

In the rear, Marquis William held a telescope, and when he saw such a picture, the worry in his heart dissipated a lot, revealing a smile.

Then, the marquis's smile suddenly froze, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

The picture turns around, and on the empty white ground, the mob pours up one after another, without the slightest fear, and if you look closely, you can even see the hideous and fanatical faces of those people.

Seeing this, Marquis William's heart was suddenly shocked, he didn't understand what happened to these mobs, so violent.

The pikemen in the front row felt it the most, they felt like a rock, and on the other side were the surging waves, wave after wave, and the pressure was enormous.

All kinds of weapons pounced on them, and soon the pikemen in front of them were nearly a thousand men, and the white figure disappeared after a few flashes.

Thus, in less than ten minutes, the pikemen were basically completely annihilated, either surrounded or killed.

"Quick, quick, let the longbowmen evacuate, evacuate quickly!"

Seeing the mob getting closer and closer to the longbowmen in the rear, Marquis William knew that he had failed, and immediately ordered the herald in a hurried tone to let him convey his military orders.

"Let's go, hurry up!" Marquis William eagerly instructed the guards beside him, "This mob is crazy, really crazy!" ”

The marquis took the reins, turned his horse's head, turned his head and said to the guards who followed him, and then turned his head and glanced at the submerged phalanx of spears with a complicated gaze.

Soon, the guards of the Marquis did not hesitate to follow his footsteps and evacuated urgently.

"Mr. Sir, shall we chase?" The adjutant on the side looked at the evacuated marquis and the others and asked softly.