I have to say that Viscount Kewen's side has really done his best, and has squeezed out all the combat capabilities, and the entire Denglunburg has a population of only 100,000.

William's territory is more than 30,000, the earl's territory is more than 60,000, and the territory of Viscount Winston plus the population of other nobles' territory can reach more than 40,000 people at best.

But they actually mobilized 10,000 men to fight, and it can be said that they have basically recruited all the men in the territory into the army, except for those men who are under the age of ten and over fifty.

A small number of young and sturdy peasant women had to go to war, which shows how far they have come, that is, if they don't succeed, they will become benevolent.

As long as they can't defeat William here again, then it can be said that they have lost all rights.

For this battle, they have done everything they can, not only to take out all the food they have hoarded, but also to rob the food in the village.

Otherwise, there is really no food for more than 10,000 people, after all, even the earl can only supply 6,000 troops for a month.

The destruction of the cauldron is the truest portrayal of them at this time.

William made the Menders infantry line up in a phalanx, and stood in the center of the line, plus the heavy infantry who pressed the formation, and the heavy cavalry and knights who surrounded William's side, it was considered a Chinese army.

The other nobles, on the other hand, brought their own troops, which were distributed on both sides of William's troops, as two wings.

As the saying goes, there are 10,000 people, and although 6,000 people have not yet reached the number of 10,000, it seems to be very large.

The mercenaries were also very satisfied with William's timely support, and offered to fight fires everywhere as mobile troops.

William's Iron Cross was blown in the fierce wind of dawn, as were the pennants of the other knights and nobles, as well as his own articles.

The atmosphere on both sides is very tense, and as soon as there is the slightest disturbance, fierce fighting will break out immediately.

At this moment, the wind unexpectedly stopped, and William rode out of the queue on his horse, followed by Norwen and Hurimu.

And the same is true of Viscount Winston, who will have one last meeting between the two of them before going to war.

The distance between the two gradually shortened, and finally the two sides stopped at a distance of three meters from each other, and strangely, the tension between the two armies did not affect the two in the slightest.

The two of them did not face each other as they imagined, and they were aggressively taunting each other.

Instead, they began to greet each other very peacefully.

"Hello, Baron William!"

Viscount Winston rode on his standing horse, took off the helmet that was on his head, showed a somewhat old face, and said with a slight smile.

"Hello, Viscount Winston, it's been a long time since you've seen you, and your complexion has become better than before!"

William also had a smile on his face, since the other party talked to him well, if he still had a bad attitude, it would be too cheap.

"Haha, I didn't expect that Baron William, it was you who went against me in the end, you gave me money at the beginning, and I still remember it vividly when we attended the Earl's banquet together!"

"Yes, those past events still remain in my heart!"

Listening to Viscount Winston's words, William said with a wry smile.

"Can't go back? Are we really going to gamble everything we have? Viscount Winston's attitude softened slightly, not knowing what he had in mind.

William looked at Viscount Winston, his appearance had become more mature in the past five years, and his blonde hair, blue eyes and white skin were very in line with the aesthetics of the mainland.

I don't know why, William at this time didn't understand what Viscount Winston meant, but he still shook his head and said.

"We have no choice!"

"That'...... It seems that a war is inevitable! Viscount Winston sighed and said, "Good luck, Baron William!" ”

"You too!"

The two returned to their camp and immediately began to adjust their troops.

Coincidentally, both sides commanded their troops to press forward, but due to the poor discipline of the light infantry, the armed infantry also had to maintain their own formation, so the speed of the march of both sides was not particularly fast.

The Manders infantry began to advance at the front, stepping on the column commander's whistle and marching in unison with the spears in their hands and pointing at the enemy.

They were united and marched in unison, crushing the enemy like a mountain.

On either side of them were the noble troops that followed, and the nobles put the light infantry composed of serfs at the forefront, hoping to achieve the goal of exhausting the enemy's forces.

William, on the other hand, still did not mobilize the light infantry, he only brought five hundred well-trained militiamen, and did not put them at the front of the queue.

And the new recruits of the Mendes infantry who are still being trained are because they have invested too many resources and effort, and William is reluctant to let them go to the battlefield before they become an army.

The noble forces were clearly a cut short of the Manders infantry, and they were all starting to get disorganized, and they would need to regroup before they collided a while.

William sent out three hundred of the Manders infantry, and the rest were five hundred mercenaries to guard both sides of their ranks.

William also had to leave a group of mobile forces by his side.

The Manders infantry are well-disciplined and well-trained, so they don't need to be in a whole formation, and they can just adjust their spacing a little after stopping.

The rest of the troops were no longer working, and their commanders were shouting for them to re-line themselves, whether it was the nobles on William's side or the enemies, there were bursts of angry scolding in the ranks.

"Archer prepare!"

William raised his right hand, and then fell heavily.

"Put!"

With a sharp sound, a hundred and fifty arrows pierced the air and flew towards the ranks of the enemy with incomparable sharpness.

It is a pity that the enemy's frontmost forces are only light infantry with little combat effectiveness, so the strategic purpose achieved is not very large.

William did not give any more orders to shoot, as long as he only needed to deter this group of light infantry, he wanted to preserve the strength of the archers to fight the armed infantry behind.

After a few rounds of arrows, the two sides collided violently, and the Mendez infantry had the upper hand in this collision, their sharp spears and thick and reliable armor giving them a great deal of power.

Their spears kept stabbing out among the enemies, and then withdrawing them, setting off a bloody storm of blood, and the mercenaries who assisted them were also influenced by them and became more courageous.

However, although the battle here was very smooth, the other nobles did not have such strength anymore, and the light infantry on both sides began to fight in a disorderly manner.

Bite with your teeth, hit with your fists, and the dung fork and wooden stick in your hand beckoned to the enemy in this way, and even the stones on the ground were their powerful weapons.

In this way, neither side could do anything about the other, and the Mandes infantry could not defeat the enemy for a while because they were not as numerous as the enemy.

As a result, the situation suddenly reached a stalemate.