Section 130: Fierce Battles

"It's all ~~." The drums of war were beating, and the two armies near the border bank faced each other, separated by a sparse grove in the middle.

"My lord, they're here." Jeffrey's retainers looked ahead and said to their lord.

"Damn Bruce, let him see my forces!" Jeffrey looked at the confronting Bruce's army, he clenched his fists and swore an oath.

Jeffrey rolled over his horse, he lowered the iron mask, drew the sword at his waist and ordered the army to advance, and as the lord ordered the spear-wielding soldiers to line up in a neat array, the archers stood behind the spearmen, ready to support their companions from a distance.

"Boom~~." Although Jeffrey's noble cavalry suffered some losses during the attack on Glinton, the main force still retained its strength, and they rode behind Jeffrey.

Bruce put his hand above his eyes and watched the other man's actions, and it was clear that Jeffrey was desperate to have a head-to-head battle with Bruce.

"Lord Baron, are we going to make a move?" Little Byron, who wears a helmet adorned with egret feathers, looks at Jeffrey's army as he moves and asks Bruce.

"No need, let them come." Bruce put down his hand, he was a very cautious man, and he didn't want the soldiers to sacrifice for nothing, and at the same time, he had his own plans for letting Jeffrey let the horse over.

Jeffrey's army moved slowly, but Bruce's troops waited for each other motionless after they had set up their formation, as if they were frightened and frightened.

"Oh, Bruce, coward." A contemptuous smile appeared on Jeffrey's face, whoever strikes first in battle will have an advantage in morale, and this is an elusive thing that only those who fight regularly can feel.

"Lord, it's best to let the cavalry attack from the flank, and the infantry cover and pinch from the front." The retainer said to Jeffrey.

"Yes, good idea, but the cavalry should obey my orders." Jeffrey groaned as he said to his retainers.

"Understood, lord." The retainer nodded in agreement, gripped his sword tightly, kicked his horse in the belly with his heel, and the horse headed in the direction of the infantry ranks.

"Woohoo." As soon as the horn sounded, Bruce on the other side stared intently.

"Jeffrey is going to send out the infantry." Bruce judged from the sound of the other party's horn, and this information was told to him by Phoebe at the banquet.

"Infantry advance, formation." Sir Wallace drew the sword from his waist, pointed it diagonally to the opposite side, and turned to his soldiers.

"Roar~." Wallace's soldiers immediately clenched their spears in their hands, and the spears and shields collided with each other with a muffled ping-pong sound, and the originally loose queue became neat.

It can be seen that Wallace is very strict in the training of his troops on weekdays, which is extremely rare for a conscription force that can arrange a neat line.

"Oooo On the other side, there was a loud roar, and little Byron rode towards Bruce with a noble salute, and behind him was a group of hammermen in leather armor, but without helmets, holding a small log shield at the wrist of their left hand, and shaking a hammer in their right hand.

"Spearmen and spearmen defend in front, and hammermen support in the rear." Bruce immediately deployed.

The spearmen and spearmen immediately spread out in front of the formation, the spearmen stuck the tips of their shields into the ground, the spears rested on top of their shields, and the soldiers shrank behind their shields and looked at the opposite side. The spearmen were mixed in with the spearmen with their spears in their hands, and their spears and pestles were much more flexible than simple spears, and could attack and hammer as well as stab.

"Forward." Jeffrey's retainers rode and led the infantry to rush over, Jeffrey's soldiers were basically unformed, and at first glance hundreds of people were scattered all over the hills, waving their weapons in their hands, and everyone shouted wildly.

"Be careful, the most combat-ready on the other side should be the mercenaries." Bruce looked at Jeffrey's soldiers as he reminded Wallace and Byron Jr.

"Don't worry, Lord Baron, we'll make them pay." Sir Wallace said disapprovingly, those who fought for money had no sense of honor, and in the eyes of the nobles they were nothing more than a rabble.

Seeing that Sir Wallace was so confident, Bruce said nothing, but he looked in the direction of Lord Jeffrey, and although the infantry of the opposing side was all dispatched, the cavalry and archers still did not leave.

"Hey, it looks like the other party and I want to get together." Bruce took a deep breath, his heart beat violently a few times, in Grüton across the city wall defense and the field of the two armies is really different, he and Lord Jeffrey are only separated from each other's armies, once one of the armies fails, then the sword will soon be cut on his neck, and for a moment Bruce can even feel the cold edge of the sword.

While he was thinking wildly, the infantry of the two armies collided together, and with a crackling collision, the shouts of the soldiers and the clashing of swords mingled, and the soldiers fought desperately to the death, catching each other.

"Kill~~." Sir Wallace looked at the rushing Jeffer Swiss soldiers, he kicked the golden spurs in his heel, and rushed forward with a wild shout, and the two squires with swords immediately followed closely at his sides to protect Sir.

Sir Wallace was brave and fearless, and he rushed into the fiercest part of the battle with his sword aloft, slashing from side to side, his horse carrying his master on a rampage, and almost no enemy on the battlefield could stop him.

"Little Lord Byron, it's now." Bruce watched the battlefield on his horse, and when he saw that Jeffrey's infantry was fully engaged with the spearmen, he spoke to Byron Jr.

"Yes, Lord Baron." Little Byron nodded unhurriedly, and he raised his chin at his hammermen, who were dressed in smelly leather, and immediately raised their hammers and rushed forward.

"Ahhhh The Hammermen are strong men selected from the Levies who can easily swing their hammers and shatter human skulls with a single blow.

The addition of the Hammermen quickly tilted the tide on Bruce's side, these strong Hammermen wielded heavy hammers on the battlefield, and the terrible sound of hammers shattering human bones often sounded around them, and the plasma and white brain marrow burst out, making these terrible warriors seem to crawl out of hell.