He felt like he was stuck in a quagmire, and the constant influx of Denlenburg infantry around him made him feel very powerless.

He desperately wanted to raise the speed of his horse, but unfortunately, under the attack of the infantry of Denglenburg, even the war horse could not raise the speed, nor did he dare to raise the speed.

What made him even more desperate was that there was already another shouting of killing behind him, which meant that his rear had also been surrounded.

And just as he managed to retreat, a heavy, hurried sound of horses' hooves sounded behind them, and the sound of the previous fight was silenced.

Obviously, it seemed that the knights who had broken the infantry formation were behind them, and in short, he knew very well that there was absolutely no possibility of another cavalry on the battlefield except for the knights of the Lordes.

At this time, his heart was full of despair, his defeat in this battle was a foregone conclusion, as the best of the chief of Tirirro, and the eldest son of his high hopes, everything he showed on weekdays was a sign that he was the best candidate for the next chief of Zhongchekir.

However, now that everything is over, the Chercers, who advocate force, will never allow a person who has suffered such a great loss to the tribe, fought such a great defeat, and may even become a captive to become a chieftain.

Even if Chief Tyriro liked him no matter how much he liked him, he would not be able to resist the opposition of the leader of the leaders to make an unpopular person the chief.

Samur, who has been the heir to the chieftain for so many years, has relied on his usual authority to suppress many people, and among these people there are also officials with some power or many heads of public voices.

Now, the position of his chieftain's heir can be said to be gone, and it is unknown whether he will be able to hold on to his life.

"Boom!"

"Herod!"

With the sound of collisions and neighing of men and horses, the rear of the cavalry led by Samuel suddenly burst into an even more tragic fight.

Dressed in heavy armor and with unparalleled impact, the knights brandished their long swords and maces, and shields in hand, rushed headlong into the rear of the Chekel cavalry and began to slash with impunity.

The knights of Denlenburg were like no one, especially the knights of the Inner Palace, who were at the forefront of the battle, and they relied on their fine armor to defend against the enemy's counterattack, allowing the enemy's scimitar spears to slash and stab at their bodies.

Looking at their expressions as they tried their best but couldn't split their defenses, they even felt a little funny, and they slashed their enemies at will with the laughter in their hearts.

Not only that, but even the vassal knights have armor that can defend themselves against enemy attacks, especially if they lose speed after such a charge and engage in horseback combat.

The scimitars in the hands of the Ceker were much better than the longswords of the Loalds, for their iron was much better, but even so, they were unable to cope with the thick armor made of the same quality iron.

Although the knights still need the help of their shields, even if they are attacked, they will not necessarily be broken.

Looking at the few troops left around him, Samuel was now left with only fifty chieftains and more than ninety regular cavalry.

The rest of the cavalry were either killed by the Denlenburg infantry, and their horses were pressed to the ground, or they were stabbed to death by the pikemen in the backs of their horses with several spears.

And some of them secretly took advantage of the loopholes and fled quickly on war horses, and no one would chase them.

In short, there were less than 200 troops left around Samuel at this time.

At this time, his situation can be described in four words, that is, embattled, looking at the situation of enemies on all sides, he couldn't help but feel a kind of sudden emergence in his heart.

Stopping the movement of his hand, he slowly lifted the scimitar in his hand and slowly put it on his neck, where his major artery was located.

The battlefield was chaotic, everyone was fighting desperately for their lives, and for a while, no one even noticed his actions.

His scimitar was across his neck, and he was about to slide down with a ruthless heart, but the moment the scimitar touched his skin, he immediately stopped.

At this time, his scimitar had even cut through a layer of skin on the epidermis of his neck, and red blood oozed out of it, causing him a tingling pain.

Samuel gasped, the moment of life and death just now really made him feel in a trance, and the temperature caused by the scimitar touching his skin made him sober up a lot.

But then, in anger, he sent the scimitar to his neck again, but soon stopped what he was doing.

He was saddened to find that he, the self-proclaimed Cheker warrior and the best candidate for the future chieftain, did not even have the courage to commit suicide.

His hands were a little spasmodic at this time, he hated his cowardice, and it was a great shame that he didn't dare to attack himself because of his cowardice after making the cowardly choice of suicide!

However, it does take a lot of courage to commit suicide, and he really doesn't seem to have such a weapon.

Looking at the brave soldiers around him who were still desperately resisting even if they couldn't do much damage to the enemy, Samuel made a decision in his heart.

"Pass my orders!"

Samur shouted loudly, at this moment, he still had a very strong command over these trained regular cavalry.

All the cavalry subconsciously listened to his words and dealt with the enemy below in embarrassment.

At this time, their casualties were not very fast, because at this time most of them were regular cavalry and chieftaincy guards, and as regular, trained elite cavalry, they certainly had excellent armor on them.

A layer of solid and relatively thick scale armor is draped on the body, and the combat power and defense of the regular cavalry are very good, and they can defend against the attacks of the Denlenburg infantry or the knights of Denlenburg in many cases.

Not to mention the Chiefs' Guard, who were dressed in double heavy armor and were even able to fight one-on-one with the knights of Denlenburg.

Although the quality of their armor is still not as good as that of the knights of Denglenburg, it is enough to defend against light weapons such as longswords, and in many cases, it is necessary to rely on luck to slash the vulnerable parts of the enemy to be deadly.

As a result, most of the casualties inflicted by the Chieftains were caused by direct collisions with the spears of the Denlenburg infantry during the first charge.

The knights and pikemen were not familiar with the casualties they inflicted on them in their subsequent attacks.

Seeing that everyone's eyes turned to him, Samuel sighed and said in silence: "Surrender!" Let's give up resistance! ”

As he spoke, he first threw the scimitar in his hand on the ground and slowly lowered his crotch.

All this fell into the eyes of the Cheker cavalry, who could not help but be a little sluggish, this is the future chieftain, the most warlike warrior among the Chekers, who can even say such words as surrender.

There is a sense of unreality in all the Checker letters.