The two thousand mobilized their horses as fast as they could, some of them raised their spears and charged to the front of the line, while the Templars, who had only swords left in their hands, gradually moved to the back of the line.

It's not a fear of death, the Knights Templar will also conduct cooperative training on weekdays, and it is well known that no weapon can compare to a rifle when fighting on horseback, so there are also people on spear who go to the front.

The cardinal in the back looked at the departing Templars with annoyance, as a cardinal of such high status, he could not remember how long it had been since his orders had been disobeyed.

But now, on the battlefield, this group of Templars went against their orders.

The cardinal restrained his emotions, and after glancing at those who disobeyed the order with resentment, he said coldly: "They have betrayed the Holy Father, they have disobeyed orders and buried our strength to the enemy!" Let's go, we must retain the remaining strength! ”

Listening to the cardinal's words, the remaining Templars had slightly subtle expressions, and they were actually quite shaken, but in the end, they still did not have the courage to fight like the other comrades, and could only use obeying the cardinal's orders as an excuse to flee the battle.

Those who chose to go back to their comrades for help would not know that they had been labeled traitors, and that they were simply following the Church and values they had always received.

They don't want to abandon any of their comrades, they don't want to give up any opportunity, even if they face a powerful enemy that far outnumbers them, their hearts will not be shaken by this.

It's their beliefs, it's their beliefs, it's the values they've formed all their lives, and if they don't, then their lives will be meaningless.

At this time, the Guardians of the Templars were fighting a tough battle against their enemies, and although they were strong and well-armoured, they were not easy to deal with.

Not only are they numerous, but their individual combat power is also quite perverted, so the situation of the Guardians of the Temple is quite difficult, like a flat boat in a raging storm, and they don't know when they will be destroyed.

Just as the Norweed people were confident that they would be able to annihilate the enemy within half an hour, the deafening sound of horses' hooves suddenly pierced their ears.

As something that had caused them a lot of damage and a great deterrent, it was difficult for them to forget, so as soon as they heard this sound, they knew that the enemy's strong warriors on high war horses were coming.

"Rush, brothers! Save our dear comrades-in-arms from the brutal enemy! ”

The Templar who had previously been rescued by the Ancestral Order shouted loudly, his reputation soaring from his previous actions.

The charge of more than 2,000 Templars was so great that it directly deterred these enemies who were in the midst of a fierce battle.

There was a slight chill in their letter, after all, it was the first time they had encountered such a large-scale knightly charge, they were all Norvid tribes in the neat fringe area, and there were more than a thousand knights in the army against them, and the charges launched were scattered.

Where are these enemies in front of them, a group of behemoths are in a charging formation, and the bright riding spears in their hands are pointed at them like this.

Panic had already appeared in some of the soldiers' letters, and the movement of the attack had slowed down.

"Boom!" With a loud bang, the Templars finally crashed into the loose array of Norvids.

The spears in their hands snapped in an instant, and the enemy in front of them was also pierced by the spears in an instant.

They quickly threw down half of their rifles, then drew the knight's sword from their belts.

The huge impact of the war horse suddenly knocked away a large number of Norwidian soldiers, and all the Norweed people who stood in front of them were knocked away by the power of the war horse.

The Norwids who were knocked into the air either had broken bones or blood spurted from their mouths, and their bones and internal organs were all shattered by the tremendous impact of the horses.

And the hooves of the war horses are also a huge threat to them, no one can survive the trampling of the horses' hooves, and when hundreds of war horses have wreaked havoc, these Norweed people have long been left with intact corpses.

It can be said that it is a mess of meat puree, a stall of meat puree that is too thin to make pies, mixed with broken chain mail, which looks extremely bloody.

The Templars were so fierce that they had beaten the Norvidians, they didn't expect that there would be such a terrifying class in this world, and if they had encountered such knights before, they would never have won so easily.

However, the Norwids were outnumbered, and the Templars were unable to tear apart each other's formations, and although their morale had taken a huge hit, there was little dispersion among them due to the regular army acting as a combat unit.

As a result, the Templars were somewhat difficult to ride through, unable to break through the enemy's formation, but unable to withdraw, and once they showed their intention to retreat, the enemy would definitely rush up again and chop each of them to pulp.

The Norvids were not fools either, and after the Templars had lost their tremendous impact, they quickly surrounded them, making it difficult for them to use their combat effectiveness.

Seeing this, the Templar Guardians tried their best to get closer to the Templars, but they were blocked by the Norwidians.

The Norweeds gathered around the Templars and began to fight the Templars with their weapons, their horses having lost their speed and impact, and there was no increase in their strength.

Therefore, many people directly chose to get off their horses and engage in hand-to-hand combat with the enemy, they knew that there was no hope of survival today, and it was better to fight with the enemy to the last soldier like this, so that this group of damned heretics could see the backbone of the Holy Cultists.

They are like apologists or martyrs in the story of the church, like moths to a fire, to a pit of fire that knows there is no hope.

After more than an hour, the "moths" that pounced on the fire pit were finally annihilated by the Norwids, and as they had thought before, none of them surrendered in the battle, and the Norwedians did not capture a single prisoner.

Their resistance was very admirable to the Norweeds, but they couldn't help it, they were still enemies after all, so they showed no mercy.

In this way, the Norweed army, which had eliminated the church army, continued to move forward, and the previous plan would not be changed by this little episode.

When they arrived, the battle was still going on, and neither side could help anyone.

Soon, they launched a sneak attack on the jihadist from behind, defeating several jihadist armies.

At this time, William finally received the news from the messenger from the old vassal, and he ordered the army to retreat in an orderly manner with a solemn face.

But the other armies are different, and the holy army besieging the enemy's main forces, except for the Kingdom of Lorik and the Empire of Rhodeland, has all been defeated by the enemy from behind, and are now fleeing with all their might.

By now it can be declared that the plan has failed, that the war is on the verge of defeat, and that a major rout is taking place.