At this time, Charlemagne was watching the soldiers fight under the protection of a group of soldiers.

Dressed in three and a half layers of heavy armor, the Iron Cross knights made a noise as their feet stepped on the ground and fought their enemies with their swords and knightly shields.

Their movements are very simple, only some of the most basic but very useful swordsmanship moves, because the armor on their bodies is too heavy, and there are already many complex swordsmanship moves that cannot be used in actual combat.

But even so, their results were still very brilliant, and it was useless for the enemy's attacks to fall on them.

Aside from leaving some marks on their outermost armor or breaking through the outermost layer of armor, it has no effect on the knights.

The knights joined in the balance of the battle once again in favor of the royal infantry, and the enemy soldiers were defeated one after another, and they even rushed into the hall where Baron Avala was under the leadership of the Knights of the Iron Cross.

However, to Charlemagne's surprise, even with the Knights of the Iron Cross, the enemy's morale was still very stable, and there was no sign of collapse.

It stands to reason that under such a terrifying offensive, the enemy's morale should have collapsed long ago, and even if they were determined to die, they should not be so resolute.

The battle was still going on, and the casualties on both sides were not fast, and more than an hour later, the royal infantry only had a dozen casualties.

Although the enemy's combat effectiveness was not as good as that of the royal infantry, the casualties were not so great, only forty or fifty dead and wounded.

This is already nearly half of the enemy, and it stands to reason that most of the enemy will shake or even collapse after the casualties reach 30%, but these soldiers are still resisting under the threat of death.

Charlemagne listened to the sound of weapons clashing in the hall, and couldn't help but look at the sky outside, at this time it was already three hours had passed, and the soldiers on both sides were very tired, and more than four hours had passed since the enemy's soldiers for help fled.

As he expected, the two enemy knights who had fled were galloping on the road on their horses, and they were desperately urging their horses, hoping that the horses would be faster and that they would reach their destination.

The term knight was noble in the eyes of all, and there were countless people in this class who gave their lives for loyalty.

The same is true of these two knights, who have long put life and death on the line, hoping only to win a chance to survive for their feudal lord.

"Stop! Explain who you are! The two knights had reached their destination on their horses, but they were stopped by the guards guarding the front of the manor.

The two knights jumped off their horses and said, "We are messengers sent by Baron Avala, and now we are going to meet your master, Baron Selier!" ”

The two guards looked at each other, Baron Avala was a frequent messenger with their master, and he had sent two messengers, and he really shouldn't have stopped him.

However, during this time, the Baron's temper was not very good, and he did not dare to make his own decisions, so he said in a polite tone: "Please wait here for a while, let's go and despise the Baron!" ”

As he spoke, one of the soldiers opened the gate of the manor and walked in, leaving only one guard outside the manor gate with the two of them smiling.

The guard quickly rushed to the outside of Baron Scherier's study and knocked softly on the door of Baron Scherier's room.

Baron Selier was looking at a yellow book with a glass of wine in his hand, when he suddenly heard a knock at the door, and he was a little upset, thinking that it disturbed his sexuality.

However, he knew that his subordinates had not been so careless and casually disturbed him, so he still put down the book in his hand and said, "Come in!" ”

The guard walked in and got down on one knee, and as Baron Sarir said, "Report to Lord Baron, there are two people outside who claim to be the messengers of Baron Avala who want to see you!" ”

The guard only said that he was the messenger who claimed to be Baron Avala, and that he could not bring anything to his own subjective judgments, because that would most likely affect Baron Sarir's decision, and that the meaning of claiming and yes was completely different.

"A messenger claiming to be Baron Avala?" Baron Sarir frowned and repeated, why did Baron Avala write to him at this time? Obviously, the appointed date has not yet arrived.

But even if he had doubts, he still planned to meet the messenger of the Avala man.

So he said, "Since they claim to be the messengers of Baron Avala, let them in, and I will see what they have to say!" ”

The guard ran out of the door again and said to the two, "Two, the honorable baron let you in and talk to him!" ”

With that, the guard opened the gate of the manor and led the two into the manor.

When they reached the door of the study, the guard said to the two knights, "Go in, Lord Baron is waiting for you inside!" ”

The two knights knocked on the door, and with Baron Selier's permission, they pushed the door in.

"Hello Lord Sheril, we are knights under Baron Avala!"

After hearing this, Baron Sarir took a closer look at the two of them, and then said, "It turned out to be you, I saw you two by Baron Avala's side!" ”

At this moment, Baron Sarir really trusted them, and he said, "You are here, is there something Baron Avala has something to tell me?" ”

The two looked at each other, and then said: "Baron Avala has been attacked by the Earl, they took advantage of our unpreparedness to sneak attack us, they have already broken through the low wall when we went out, and now they should be launching a fierce attack on the main fortress, we are ordered by Baron Avala to ask for support from you!" ”

"What?" Hearing this, Baron Sarir was taken aback: "The Count launched a sneak attack on Baron Avala?" ”

"Yes, Lord Baron, the Count has completely renounced the honor of nobility and launched a shameful sneak attack on my feudal lord!" A knight said.

"How many of them are there?" Baron Sheril asked, unsure of how many men Charlemagne had dispatched.

"About three hundred people, my lord, their number is definitely no more than three hundred!" The knight said quickly.

"Three hundred?" Baron Sarir pondered for a moment, and then said: "Three hundred people is indeed a bit much, I will go and gather the soldiers now, and then you should hurry to Baron Roddy to ask for help, and let him go to the rescue too!" ”

With that, the two knights left the manor again, mounted their horses and ran towards Baron Roddy's manor.

Baron Selir, on the other hand, began to assemble an army, and he had a hundred and fifty regular troops, which was quite a few for a baron.

If it weren't for the fact that he had been encroaching on other territories all this time, he would never have been able to raise so many troops.

And so, half an hour later, Baron Selier's army was assembled.