The cold air movement produced an unbearable cold wind, but this cold wind was far from making the Western Jihadist Army retreat, guarding the camp, waiting for reinforcements, and returning to their hometown alive, which was the only wish in the hearts of all the Jihadist Army.

William on the other side did not take his luxurious carriage, in order to speed up the march, William deliberately let the soldiers travel lightly.

Of course, the equipment they should have brought was still to be brought, the armor and weapons were all neatly carried, but the food was only for five days.

And this time, William brought a large number of war horses, so that the soldiers only wore leather armor and cotton armor, as well as cotton clothes and fur furs for warmth, and the remaining chain armor scale armor and heavy infantry were all placed on the backs of camel horses, and quickly moved forward.

"Come on, my dear soldiers! Our Saintly brethren are waiting for our reinforcement surrounded by the damned Norwidians! Hurry up! Faster! ”

William rode on his horse, not wearing the golden cross helmet he usually carried, and kept loudly urging the soldiers to march among them.

Of course, William didn't let them run, it would be stupid to run in such weather, the cold air would enter the soldiers' lungs in large quantities, and it would be extremely easy to cause lung problems.

Besides, if you run forward, it will quickly consume the soldier's physical strength, and according to the cost performance, the complete version is not as cost-effective as walking quickly.

The Knights of the Iron Cross and the Knights of the Holy Grail of the Templars were riding a horse with a horse with equipment by their side, and their horses were led by their servants.

After all, the knights of these knights are extremely valuable combat power, and the forces they belong to will definitely not be stingy with them.

"Urimu! How far are we from the place where the Western Road Jihadist Army is surrounded? ”

William looked back and saw the figure of Urimu, and he asked hurriedly.

"Ah, now we are still more than a hundred kilometers away from the Western Road Holy War Army, and according to our current marching speed, it will probably take a little more than two days to arrive!"

William scratched his head after hearing this, there were still two days to arrive, they received the news that the enemy's plan had been implemented after coming out, and he was really worried that the Western Road Jihadist Army would not be able to hold out for two days.

At that time, even if you get there, it will be useless, and the holy war will be doomed to failure.

But it couldn't be helped, for the first time since he became the Earl of Denlenburg, William had experienced such a feeling of powerlessness, and nothing was under his control.

On the other side, the knights photographed by the Western Road Jihadist Army asking for help are also about to make contact with the enemy who surrounds them.

"Sir Trede! We're on the verge of a head-on collision with the enemy! What are we going to do? ”

"Rush over! Rely on our war horses! Rush through the enemy's encirclement! We have no choice, we have to rush out and find reinforcements! ”

Sir Trede was a knight in his mid-thirties, and he was one of the Grand Knight of the Royal Knights of the Kingdom of Senmoliel, commanding fifteen knights.

Behind him, he was followed by fifteen of his subordinates, who were tasked with finding the other two holy crusades to rescue the place, just like the other knights who had been sent out.

"But there are too many enemies! I'm afraid we won't be able to get out! One of his subordinates said loudly, and the sound wafting from the gap in the helmet was a little indistinct in the galloping wind, and it was blown away by the whistling wind.

However, his meaning was understood by his comrades.

Ser Trede lifted the visor from his helmet, exposing his face to the cold wind.

He exclaimed, "But we have no choice! Now is the time for our Kingdom faithfulness! Otherwise, the jihad will fail, and the consequences will be unimaginable! ”

"Rush over! Speed up your warhorse! Hasten! Accelerate again!! We can do it! ”

His long brown hair was scattered by the howling cold wind, and his eyes revealed a kind of determination to sacrifice life and death, as if he had put life and death out of the way.

The knights, too, were encouraged to follow closely behind Sir Tryde, led by him, in a wedge formation that was commonly used by knightly charges.

"My lord! Those Loald knights seem to want to break through! ”

"Humph! What a whims! Tell the soldiers, stop them! ”

The knights couldn't help but feel a little short of breath as they looked at the enemy that had suddenly become dense, and they used the spurs behind their boot armor to desperately stab their horses that they were usually reluctant to treat like this, hoping to make the horses charge faster.

Before they set off, in order to reduce the burden of the war horse, they deliberately removed the back of the original full-body horse armor, leaving only the front half of the horse armor chain mail, so that the war horse was safer when charging.

The war horse was running faster and faster under the stimulation of the spurs, and the feeling of galloping was something that these knights had never felt in their lives.

"Faithful !! for the Kingdom"

Ser Trede suddenly shouted heartbreakingly before rushing in front of the enemy, while the other knights also frantically shouted, "Loyal to the kingdom!" ”

In this way, they held their cavalry spears, clamped them under their armpits, and rushed into the dense formation of the enemy.

"Click, click!"

There was a sound of wood breaking, and sixteen cavalry spears snapped almost at the same time, and they plunged their heads into the chests of their enemies, and the warm blood that rushed out even sprinkled into the holes of their helmets, staining them all red.

In addition to the cavalry spear, the collision of the war horse also caused great damage to the enemy, and the impact of the war horse directly caused several layers of enemies in front of them to fly out several meters like this, breaking their sternum, and then being trampled by the war horse mercilessly, and they died without even a trace of wailing.

The knights, on the other hand, quickly drew their swords from their waists after their spears were broken, and slashed and slashed the enemy in large numbers in the enemy's array.

Their breathing was very rapid, and they lost their stamina very quickly after such a strenuous exercise in a short period of time, but they still kept fighting.

While slashing and slashing, they also pay attention to maintaining their formation, because it is too dangerous to lose formation and be left alone in such a situation.

They must break out of the Norvid's encirclement as much as possible before everyone dies.

The spur desperately stabbed the belly of the war horse, so that the speed of the war horse did not stop.

Blood splattered in the enemy's ranks, swords slashed, and horses collided, causing a bloody rain that stained the knights' armor red.

At this moment, a knight's war horse suddenly came to an end, and the Norweed warrior in front of him slashed the huge and heavy two-handed battle axe on the horse's chest despite the threat of death.

The horse fell abruptly, throwing its knight out of the way, and into the crowd of Norweeds.

The Norweeds had long been attracted to them with hatred, and as soon as they saw the knight fall from their horse, they immediately surrounded him, and their broad-bladed swords and two-handed axes kept beckoning to him.

In the end, the knight couldn't even see his humanity, it was almost a lump of minced meat wrapped in iron filings, and the evenness could even be used to make pies!