"Shoot!!" William's hands fell heavily, and sweat trickled down the cheeks of the archers, even into their eyes, but according to William's designated discipline rules, none of them dared to wipe them, and they were not able to wipe their eyes until the order was given.

The sharp sound of the arrows rubbing against the air produced a sharp sound, and the archers finally inflicted some casualties on the enemy under this shot

The four dismounted knights fell to the ground in this way, and their lives and deaths were unknown.

Most of the knights sent by the other party belong to the nobles, not the direct knights who are subsidized by the Earl of Surveysville, so there is a gap between the equipment and the direct knights, if it is not for the knightly shield that they basically have one person, the archers alone are enough to bring great casualties to the enemy.

"Keep charging! The enemy is trying to defeat us with archers, and we should let them know who is the master of the battlefield! One of the knights at the front shouted to the knights who followed behind.

"Oh!"

"Kill them all!"

"Let them know that it is great!

"I'm going to pull out their filthy intestines and stuff them in their a**!

This group of knights is not all children of noble families, many of them are canonized as knights because they are appreciated by their lords, or because they have made meritorious contributions on the battlefield, so their quality is uneven, far inferior to the direct knights of the Earl of Consville.

"Keep shooting!" William once again let the archers shoot a round, this time directly incapacitating the opposing six people, however, the enemy rushed to their vicinity during this time.

"Heavy infantry! Go up! William shouted and let the twenty-two hoplites who had come back go on top.

When the order was given, the twenty-two heavy infantrymen led by Banshtesk rushed pointlessly towards the enemy's knights, knowing in their hearts that this was likely to be a certain fate, but they still did not hesitate for half a minute, and walked towards death with neat steps.

William looked at the scene below, twenty heavy infantry launched an attack on ninety-seven knights whose combat strength was no less than theirs, which was simply a death sentence!

After all, they are also his descendants' elite troops, and they are all quite expensive elite troops, and he can't bear to let them die like this.

"The Manders infantry keep up! Hold on for a while, just a moment, and the Count will lead the knights back to support us! "Willian was as morale-boosting as he could.

Although the Manders infantry and heavy infantry are well trained, it is inevitable that the disadvantages on the battlefield will always lead to a decline in morale, so he must try to arouse the morale of his soldiers as much as possible.

"Drink!" The great axe in Bansztersk's hand swung out again, and the originally sharp battle axe was dulled by the frequent chopping, and it was densely packed with chips and curly blades.

But even so, Banstersk's power still made the Great Axe a battlefield chest weapon, and the knight he hit blocked the battle axe with his shield, but the power it conveyed made him break bones.

The Golden Lion Guards, that is, the Berserk Guards in that area of the Senmolier Kingdom, after they were formed, had five times the strength of ordinary adult men, which means that the power of Banshtesk was as much as half a ton, plus inertia, it was unimaginable.

Holding his broken left arm, the knight looked at Banstesk with hatred and stepped back, ready to attack while Banstesk was not looking.

But he didn't want to, the Mandes infantry squad that had been reduced to pieces appeared directly beside him, and the squad of five people in total had five spears.

"Ahem...... Uh...... "Five spears stabbed him together, one of them piercing his fairly fine chain mail and into his muscles.

The remaining four have not penetrated much, and they have no strength when they reach the skin layer.

However, the strength of these five people directly pushed it to the ground, and the heavy armor combined with the pain in his left arm made it difficult for him to stand up quickly for a while.

"Nope! You can't do that! I don't care about you! Help me! The knight let out a burst of exclamation, for he was horrified to find that he was surrounded by these soldiers, and that instead of spears, they had in their hands, rather sharp-looking daggers.

Such a short sword could easily reach through the gaps in his armor and put the knight wrapped in the armor to death, just like William's knights in Europe in his previous life, who could even be held down by a farmer and killed with a dagger if he was unmounted.

"Ahem...... Vomit...... You guys...... The ......" The knight's mouth wrapped in his helmet made a sound of struggle, the wound in his neck had severed his major artery, and he could only say the words that he used to despise the serfs, but no one listened to him on this battlefield.

The battle was so fierce that the Menders infantry and Baron Bair's soldiers looked to be losing ground and the difference in numbers was not easily bridged.

"The knight dismounts!!" William looked at the somewhat unpleasant battle situation and shouted loudly to the two dozen knights.

Of course, these knights are not of much use, and they are a drop in the bucket against the enemy, all they can do is stabilize the situation a little.

The Manders knights and heavy infantry swords or mace axes slashed at the enemy, and many of the enemies hit by the axe were instantly broken bones and tendons, and the death was quite tragic and tragic.

And the Manders knights and heavy infantry are not bad, they also have a lot of casualties, and broken hands and feet are very common at this time.

"Hah!" William roared and slashed his sword at the neck of his enemy.

The battle had become so fierce that both William and Baron Bair had to fight, and they had retreated to the top of the hill, with enemies on the right and left.

The knight's chain mail was of good quality, and William's sword was not completely destroyed.

But it didn't work, the tremendous force had already broken his cervical vertebrae, and internal injuries were inevitable with armor such as chain mail and scale armor.

"Baron William! We're running out of action! In between battles with the enemy, Baron Bair lifted his helmet and shouted anxiously to William.

"Soldiers, knights, hold out for a while, just a little while, our knights will come back to support us, and if we retreat now, or the whole army will be annihilated, our knights will have no place to charge because the high ground is occupied by the enemy, which will lead to the loss of this battle, and we must live! Gotta hold on! As long as we can hold the high ground, after the battle I will give each knight a hundred silver coins, and an ordinary soldier twenty silver coins! ”

William did not pay direct attention to Baron Beyer's words, but once again stated the benefits to the soldiers, and used them to stimulate their combat effectiveness.

Obviously, their resistance became more intense, and they began to take a desperate approach, the knights and his comrades cooperated with each other, and the Menders knights seemed to cooperate with their teammates because they had been training with their teammates, so the combat strength was relatively strong.

Four or five minutes had passed, and by this time the high ground had wounded most of the people, and the wounds that William had suffered before had recurred and began to bleed.

"Enemy reinforcements have arrived! Let's get out! At this moment, a middle-aged knight of considerable prestige among the enemies saw that the knights led by the Count had reached the mountainside.

"Damn it!"

Several knights at the back of the hill looked at the knights of Denlenburg as they slowly climbed the mountain, and let out an angry curse, because they had not completed the task assigned by their feudal lord, and it was clear that the enemy wanted to use this high ground to the advantage of their many knights.