"Ahem!"

King Brolin let out a scream, followed by a mouthful of blood spurting from his mouth and nose, making a bellows-like gasp.

Obviously, King Brolin's lungs had been severely damaged, and even his chest had collapsed significantly.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty! ”

I heard the groom's frightened shout, and then rushed forward, and this shout also attracted the attention of the others.

They also saw King Brolin lying on the ground, and they all hurried over.

"Oh my God! What's going on? Your Majesty, what the hell is wrong with him? A royal knight of high status, wearing a brown bear smock on a red background similar to the royal coat of arms, looked at King Brolin's situation and exclaimed, then drew his long sword at his waist, put it on the groom's neck, and asked loudly.

"I ...... I ......"

The groom was also quite flustered at this time, after all, this was also his responsibility, and it was because he did not put in order the equipment equipped with the war horse that such a thing would happen.

"Say it! Otherwise, the sword will slash through your neck in the next second! ”

The knight's head, wrapped in his helmet, let out an urn-like roar, and he threatened the groom so loudly that even the blade of the sword was pressed against the groom's neck in excitement, cutting a shallow wound.

Feeling the stinging pain in his neck and the blood oozing slightly, the groom was immediately terrified, and hurriedly replied in a panicked tone: "Report...... Report to your lordship, Your Majesty fell off his horse and was trampled on by his horse because he didn't grasp the reins properly! ”

The groom was a little clever and didn't say that the reason for King Brolin's fall was due to his own negligence, otherwise he would have been killed by the sword in the next second.

After listening to the groom's words, the knight slowly put down the long sword in his hand, the situation just now was not clear, anyone could be the culprit in the assassination of King Brolin, and now that the situation is clear, he has no reason to threaten the groom anymore.

After all, he is a knight who prides himself on being upright.

"Your Majesty!"

The knight walked up to King Brolin, who was surrounded by the crowd, and said in a deep voice.

"Your Majesty?"

The knight took off his helmet, gently shook King Brolin's body, and called out in a low voice.

King Brolin was clearly not awake yet, he just coughed lightly, coughed up a mouthful of blood, and then his head drooped again.

"What's going on? Let's give up, let go! ”

General Yousen, who had received the news, hurried here, and he pushed away the crowd gathered around King Brolin and asked anxiously.

"Your Majesty, he accidentally fell off his horse while riding, and then he was trampled on by a war horse!"

A voice rang out in the crowd, answering General Yusen's question.

"Is that so?"

General Yousen looked at the knight from before, with a hint of inquiry.

"Yes! Indeed, His Majesty's groom is here! As he spoke, the knight in the brown bear shirt with a red background pointed to the groom behind him.

After hearing this, General Yousen glanced at the groom, then turned around and said, "Take your majesty, don't let this matter get out of here, we must get out of here now, the enemy is about to arrive."

After taking a deep look at the groom, General Yousin finished speaking, and left the place.

"Quick! Speed up! The enemy is not far from us! We're going to catch up with them soon! ”

General Incham kept urging, and the officers at all levels below were also urging the soldiers, telling them to speed up, urging one after another.

Duke Bunkerson and General Dampier have also made their troops speed up their marches, and under this pursuit, the distance between the two sides gradually shortened.

At this time, William also received news from King Brolin that the king's army had been defeated by the allied forces of the Quartet under Cancherinburg.

The other two counts also received the news, and the three of them gathered their armies and began to quickly assemble at the place designated by the king of Brolin.

The newly captured Issamdenburg was garrisoned by William with 300 Denlenburg infantry and 20 Denlenburg knights.

"Speed up!"

William asked the soldiers to speed up their marches, and they were trained to run, so they far surpassed the armies of the other nobles in endurance and marching speed.

Coupled with the fact that William's army had a large number of horse-drawn carriages and almost no weight, the march of the Denlenburg army reached a terrible speed of sixty kilometers per day.

"Damn it! Your Excellency General Yousen! The enemy has caught up with us! What are we going to do? ”

After listening to the sentry's report, Viscount Mu Youen anxiously asked General Yousen.

"Hmm......" General Yousen narrowed his eyes, muttered, and then said, "There's no way, prepare to meet the enemy!" ”

"Understood!"

As soon as the order was given, Viscount Mu Youen replied, without a little mud and water.

"Array! Get ready to meet the enemy! ”

The nobles brandished their long swords and shouted desperately to their troops, the nobles who can follow the Dao here are all very loyal to the royal family, or nobles who have a great conflict of interest with the church, so they will never cut corners to fight.

General Incham rode his horse to the front of the line, and Nairbrand led nearly 400 Templars on horseback.

Only the army led by General Dampier and Duke Bunkerson followed, and did not rush forward like that.

After more than ten minutes of organization, the king's army finally set up a preliminary formation, and the few remaining archers were ready to shoot at any time.

However, the number of these 5,000 people cannot be compared with the nearly 30,000 troops of the enemy's four-party coalition army.

General Yousen also knew this very well, but there was no way, the enemy's marching speed was far beyond his own, and he was already helpless, and he had no choice but to lead the army to a decisive battle.

As a brass trumpet sounded from both sides, the soldiers all attacked with the brass trumpets, roaring and waving their weapons in their hands, trying to kill the enemy.

The morale of the king's army was so high that even if they died, they would fall into hell with themselves.

However, despite their determination, the enemy was far outnumbered, and even though they fought hard, they were still unable to outnumber the enemy, and they were defeated and retreated.

The battle was still brutal, with blood splattered on the ground, broken internal organs, and severed arms severed from the severed value severed by severed limbs.

At this time, the battle had basically turned into a melee, and even General Yousen had no way to keep the soldiers in formation in this situation.

The soldiers, under such a blow, were on the verge of collapse and began to show signs of collapse.

This made General Yousen and Viscount Mu Youen look sad and unwilling, and the nobles were also quite helpless.

And at this moment, a neat sound of footsteps sounded from the rear of the enemy, kicking up puffs of smoke and dust.