Finally survived two rounds of arrows, and in these two rounds of shooting, more than a dozen knights fell off their horses, and the formation became a little scattered, and the purpose of the Chekels was achieved.

The Chekers put the horned bow back at their waists, and for such a semi-nomadic people, these weapons were very valuable.

They took out their hand-to-hand combat equipment, scimitars and spears of more than two meters, and prepared to charge with the knights.

William picked up his cavalry spear and placed it on the side of the servant in front of him, and basically every knight would have a comrade's cavalry spear sticking out of his side, and they were responsible for the enemy that the knight in front of him had no time to deal with.

It was getting closer and closer, William could even feel the hot breath exhaled by the other party, and all the wildness in his blood erupted, it was the first time for him to have a war of this scale!

The rumbling sound of horses' hooves stepped on everyone's hearts, and it was closer, William and they did not rush to the front, the knights directly under the earl were the main force at the front, and they also served as the task of defending the earl, because the earl was also in the charging array.

The two armies finally began to meet, and the knights at the front suddenly fell to pieces, and it is conservatively estimated that four or five knights also fell in the first round of charge.

This is also because the knights are holding cavalry spears that are much longer than the other party, and the other party is very at a loss, losing more than a dozen cavalry just after contact.

William kicked the horse's belly to speed up, while the knights in front slowed down slightly, meaning to let the knights with spears behind them go ahead, and spears were far more useful than swords in such charges.

William their formation is not close, but it is not sparse, William used his more than four meters long cavalry spear aimed at the enemy in front of him, with the help of horse speed, it was easy to stab the cavalry spear under his neck, and it was broken in response, after all, it was a cavalry spear more than four meters long, and the danger factor against the enemy with short weapons was very small.

William killed the enemy in front of him, hurriedly threw down the broken riding spear, drew the long sword at his waist, and put the shield up, although he was not attacked, but it is always good to be careful.

William and the others completed their task and retreated to the rear, but by this time, they had already gouged through the enemy's formation, and the task of the heavy cavalry was perfectly completed, tearing apart the enemy's array.

At this time, the battle-hardened Count wisely made the right decision, and shouted again to let all the knights follow him, although some of the less disciplined knights had begun to leave the team for his so-called glory, but none of the knights under Baron Comos did so.

Because William had repeatedly told these colleagues before the war that he could not leave the team, and because of his strength, as well as the wisdom in their eyes that he had shown in the last time to destroy the bandits, he had a lot of prestige among them, so he did not have such thoughts.

And the knights who left the team were undoubtedly not killed, all this fell in their eyes, and they were even more glad that they followed William's advice and did not leave the team without permission.

The earl, with all the knights, began to detour to the right, and the enemy's formation was cut off, the cohesion and numbers were no longer dominant, and the morale was also hit quite a bit.

The Count's action suddenly caused a devastating blow to the enemy on the right side after being torn apart, and the knights followed and charged to the right, like a boning knife, scraping off a layer of enemies on the right side, and dozens of people fell off their horses like this, while only three or four people on the Count of Loire's side fell off their horses.

This roundabout charge down directly caused the enemy on the right to be on the verge of collapse, the formation was already loose, and the remaining soldiers were less than a hundred.

After all the knights were out of battle, the count began to prepare his squad for a second charge.

And the morale of the enemy had begun to crumble somewhat, and the officer, who looked like a nobleman, had begun to form a team, but it was clearly not as good as it had been when they started.

The Count gathered all the knights with spears in their hands at the forefront, and seventy or eighty spears charged the enemy again with the breath of death.

William clearly felt that the war horse under his crotch had begun to gasp, if he couldn't directly break the enemy this time, he would be killed! When the time comes, it will be them who will lose.

The formation of the Chekels was already a little confused, and when they saw the knights who began to charge, their commander had no choice but to give the order to charge, otherwise they would have lost even more.

In this charge, William's side had an advantage in numbers, and the gap in equipment was so big that the knights lost seventy or eighty people, while the other side lost more than a hundred people, nearly two hundred.

With such losses, they were already on the verge of collapse, and it was only when the Count of Loire saw their condition that he launched a second charge.

The two sides came into contact again, and although the physical strength of the knights was consumed a lot, their morale was very high, and the mental and physical fatigue on the other side showed a sharp contrast.

The Chekers were crushed at the first touch, such casualties were already unbearable losses, the troops that could have withstood thirty percent of the losses were the elite, and these enemies in front of them were already about to lose more than half of them, and they began to collapse, of course, their combat effectiveness was not the top elite, but in terms of will, they were very strong.

Finally crushed the enemy, they scattered on their horses, and William's horses were almost at their limits, and they began to gasp for breath, believing that the others were the same.

In this battle, William's performance was decent, and he didn't perform too well, but there were no mistakes or cowardice.

The enemy was scattered, and they did not pursue, after all, the horsepower has reached the limit, and they can't catch up with it, and cleaning up the battlefield, these war horses are a lot of wealth.

Kite tactics didn't happen, in fact, in all fairness, these knights really didn't have much to do in the face of kite tactics, although many people's horses didn't have armor, but the weight of armor was far better than leather armor.

There is nothing you can do about being kited, but fortunately, the Chekers are not pure nomads like the Magyars, and their riding skills are not yet proficient enough to infinitely kite enemies.

After all, most of the Takir people need to cultivate in addition to grazing, and the horses are not particularly abundant, so their riding skills are not as good as those of the Magyars, and even half of them are not as good as the knights here.

After counting the harvest, in addition to the dead and ridden horses, there were more than a hundred left, which was more than three thousand silver coins, and after distribution, William could also get seven or eight, which was better than nothing.

After counting the losses, the count lost sixty or seventy knights, and a dozen or so were slightly injured, and there were several seriously injured, and most of the seriously injured were the lucky ones who were not trampled to death by the war horses after falling off their horses, but in a sense they were also out-and-out unlucky eggs.

There were one hundred and fifty or sixty corpses on the other side, almost one to two casualties, serious and light injuries, and the others fled, as for the equipment they took off, they were negligible, so they were armed with light infantry, but the number was not much.

Back at the castle, William left everything to his servants, and lay down on the bed alone, and the less than an hour of fighting made his physical strength deplete very quickly, first he only felt exhausted, and then lay down for a while and then fell into a deep sleep.

It wasn't until late in the evening that Hu, Vidal, entered his room, woke him up, and informed William that there was a dinner party in the evening.

William got up and straightened his clothes, and walked into the hall again.

Before the crowd arrived, it seemed that there were only about two hundred people, so William had to find a seat at a few long tables, and began to fill his hungry stomach with something to eat.

After a while, all the people arrived, and the victory in the first battle began to be celebrated in the brightly lit hall with oil lamps.

"Today is the first victory in our war against the Chekers, and from now on, we will continue to win, we will drive them out of our territory, and we can even fight into their territory, plunder their wealth, and spread the blessings of the Holy Father to the infidels!" The Comte de Loire began his very seductive speech.

Whether it was true or not, everyone present felt that it was not so difficult to defeat the Chekels, the future was bright, and the person who could stay in the position of Count for decades was indeed not an easy commodity.

Under the enticing speech, everyone's morale was high, and the enthusiastic celebration began.

William was still sitting with Urrimunov and them for thousands of years, but he felt that someone was watching him, and he looked at his feelings, and he was the opponent of Viscount Raul, Viscount Curwen, and the feudal lord of Dale who duel with William.

I saw that Viscount Curvin looked at William with a flat gaze, and when he realized that William was also looking at him, he immediately looked away and pretended to be a scan.

Although Viscount Cowen immediately looked away, William always felt that he was targeting himself, not that he was worried or that he thought too highly of himself, it was just an intuition.

After all, Viscount Raul is his sworn enemy, and Baron Comos once defeated his Baron Wilson, and William also defeated his barons before, making them lose face, all of which are directly or indirectly related to William, and William can't think about it too much.

The banquet lasted more than two hours, and since a battle might break out tomorrow, the count offered only a small amount of wine, for fear of drinking too much and making a mistake.

Just as everyone had gone back to their rooms to rest, at midnight, the clerk of the Count of Loire knocked on the Count's door.

After waking the Count up, he said to the Count: "Lord Count, our guard post outside the city has received information that the Ceker people have reached a distance of five kilometers outside our castle at eleven o'clock. ”

"What? They've arrived? The Earl slapped the table and said in shock.

"Yes, Lord Earl, but they don't seem to have any intention of attacking the city, so don't worry for the time being." The clerk was relieved.

"I see! Go down and let the sentry keep watch, and let me know if the Chekers are moving. With that, the Count put his hands on his temples, as if thinking about something.