With the roar of horses' hooves, the neighing of horses, and the waving of flags, Bruce's cavalry finally arrived at the battlefield, and at this time they happened to climb over a small hill, from which the entire battlefield could be seen, and Ignath's manor was surrounded by Amar mercenaries, among whom Stukov and the others were surrounded and could not see the situation clearly.

"It looks like they're in a tough fight." Bruce gasped, needless to say, his ass was in pain from the saddle.

"But fortunately, the manor hasn't fallen yet, what should we do now, Lord Baron?" Ken asked Bruce.

"Attack, attack immediately." Bruce used the spur in his heel to kick his mount in the belly, and the horse instinctively hissed and jumped forward.

"Attack, attack~~." The noble cavalry behind Bruce also cheered, and when they saw the battlefield of their dreams, these nobles became as excited as if they had been beaten to the blood, they drew their swords, shouted the slogans of their respective families, and rushed to the battlefield.

"What's the matter, the cavalry from there?" At this time, Nasser and Haradin also saw the cavalry appearing, and they were immediately surprised, because Zach only told them that it was a private battle of nobles, but did not tell them about the reinforcements.

"Fight, immediately form a defense on the left flank." Haradin was the first to react, and he hurriedly rushed up to order the soldiers, and at a glance, he found that this group of cavalry was wearing iron helmets and armor, and it was clearly a heavy cavalry, and this heavy cavalry charge was extremely terrifying, and if their flanks were severely damaged, they would surely shake the tide of battle.

"Oh, oh, it's the Baron, the Baron has come to save us." Stukov and the others, who were besieged by the Amar soldiers, were in high spirits, and they couldn't help but cheer loudly, while the Amar mercenaries who surrounded them looked around in panic.

"Quick, quick, quick." Nasser also came to his senses, and he hurriedly began to organize the soldiers to defend, at this time Bruce and the others who charged down from the hill were getting closer and closer to them, and the roar of the horses on the ground and the neighing made the Amar mercenaries at a loss.

"Kill~~." Stukov was keenly aware of the panic of the Amar mercenaries, and he immediately shouted to his companions, and fought back against the Amar mercenaries who surrounded them.

"Ping~~." The shield wall slammed into the Amar mercenaries, and this sudden counter-attack caught the Amar people off guard, who had been charged down from the hills, and the two sides quickly scuffled.

Bruce's eyes were fixed on the bumpy front, the Amar people were forming a defensive formation on their left flank, but in a hurry, it could be seen that the soldiers in this defensive formation had a very large gap between each other, and the foreign voices of the Amar people were noisy, these mercenaries wearing white turbans, exotic clothes in cloth armor, and armed with spears and shields, because they covered their faces with turbans, so they could not see their frightened expressions, but their sluggish movements betrayed the fear in their hearts.

"Grazi~~." Ken roared, his hand holding a horse spear, the battle made the knight scream heartily, he used his strong legs to clamp the horse's belly tightly, the horse frantically opened its hooves, and charged at the Amar mercenaries with the knight on his back.

"Ping Pong Ping Pong ~~." The formation technology of the cavalry and infantry came into contact in an instant, and suddenly the crisp sound of weapons colliding and the howl of people were intertwined.

"Kill~." The noble cavalry, wielding their swords, rushed into the formation of the Ammar mercenaries, slashing left and right, and the cavalry invaded the infantry positions like mercury.

"Yu~." Bruce was about to storm the Amar position, but he grabbed the reins of his horse, and he didn't intend to rush in and slash it out.

I saw Bruce ride the horse slowly stopped, and pulled out a crossbow designed for him by Marcuster from the leather bag on the side of the horse, this crossbow is small and foldable and easy to carry, but the crossbow string made of deer tendon is very strong, Bruce unhurriedly put a crossbow bolt on the crossbow.

"Attack, attack, God is great." An Amar warrior wielded a scimitar, his tall and burly figure and a thick beard, he fearlessly slashed the sword of a noble cavalryman with his scimitar, and when the scimitar and sword collided, a crisp and loud sound sounded.

"Crunch." Bruce pressed the end of the crossbow against his chest, pulled it with both hands, the string creaked, and he raised the crossbow to aim at the Amar warrior who was wielding a scimitar.

"Die." Bruce muttered, and he aimed his crosshair at the head of the Amar warrior and slammed the trigger of the crossbow.

"Whoosh~~." The crossbow bolt made a sound that burst through the air, and it arced towards the Amar warrior, who was concentrating on another noble cavalry charging towards him.

"Poof, oh woo~~." The crossbow bolt didn't hit the Amar warrior in the head, but a little downward, right in the neck, and the bearded Amar warrior covered the wound sharply, his eyes wide and searching, it was the despicable guy who was secretly hurting someone, but soon he spotted Bruce in the distance who was unhurriedly reloading the crossbow arrow.

"Mean, vile pagan dog, whirring." The bearded Amar warrior was furious, and he had completely ignored the others, desperately rushing through the chaotic crowd towards Bruce, blood gushing from his neck.

"Tsk, that's stubborn." Bruce smacked his mouth, his brow furrowed, but his hand didn't stop, and he raised his crossbow bolt to aim at the Armal warrior who rushed towards him.

"Oooo The bearded Amar warrior rushed up a few steps, at this time he noticed that Bruce's armor and cloak were different, and the flag behind him also showed Bruce's noble identity, he immediately understood that this young and despicable nobleman was the commander of this cavalry team, so he let go of the hand covering the wound, let the blood spurt out, and rushed towards Bruce with both hands holding his huge scimitar.

"It's good to come." Bruce licked his dry lips, although it was not the first time he had been on the battlefield, but he was also a little nervous when he saw this giant man rushing over with a crossbow bolt around his neck, but in addition to being nervous, he still finished loading the crossbow bolt, and raised his hand to aim at the giant man who was only twenty steps away from him.

"God is great~~." The bearded Amar warrior, raising his scimitar in the air, rushed forward with a howl.