"The sound of horses' hooves? Could it be Baron William that they're back? No, how can it be so fast? The earl's first reaction was that William and the others were back, but when he thought about it, it seemed that this speed was too fast.

Just then, there was another knock at the door, and the Count hurried in.

"Report to Lord Earl, report on the watchtower that there are two teams of knights one kilometer outside the castle, it seems that they are chasing, they are rushing in the direction of the castle, and want to ask Lord Count how to deal with it."

"What about the number of people? What is the size of the two teams? The Count hurriedly asked.

"The first unit to be pursued looks like there are more than a hundred people, and the team behind it looks like there are about three hundred!" The soldier replied.

"Then it must be Baron William who brought people back, inform the knights, start assembling, we have to rescue them!" The Count slapped the table and said.

Ten minutes later, the knights were assembled, they were dressed in armor under the service of their attendants, and the attendants roared and led their horses out of the stables.

"Hold on a little longer, the castle is two kilometers in front of us, it only takes ten minutes, and we can get there in ten minutes, don't die here!" William roared loudly, hoping to boost morale.

But in fact, it was useless, at this time they relied on war horses, and war horses couldn't understand what he said, so they should be tired and tired.

With a neighing at the rear of the group, William knew that several more knights had fallen off their horses, galloping five kilometers and carrying weights, which was an impossible task for the horses that knights used to charge.

"Knights, you are all out there hiding from the enemy's attack, and it is also our glory to save them with me!" The Count gave a shortened speech while the gates were not opened.

As the gates slowly opened, more than 300 knights followed and drove their horses out of the gates, with spears in their hands and shields in their hands, and launched a wild gallop under the leadership of the earl.

According to the report on the watchtower, they were no more than three kilometers away from the city wall, and they could still run through it without hurting their horsepower.

The distance between the two armies was constantly shortening, and the troops of the Earl of Consville were two hundred meters behind the ranks, and their horses, although very tired, were obviously much better than those of the knights of Denlenburg.

Looking at the enemy who was gradually shortening, William was anxious, could it really be that he was in danger today?

Just as William was about to turn his horse's head and let the knights scatter and fight to the death with the enemy behind him, a roaring sound of horses' hooves sounded from the direction of the castle in front of him.

William was stunned for a moment, and then his face was full of surprise, he knew that it must be the knights in the castle who went out of the city to rescue!

"Knights! Hold on! I don't hear the sound of horses' hooves! The knight brothers in the castle have come to our aid! They see our predicament! William shouted loudly, and the knights and heavy cavalry around him also shouted, and finally the shouts reached into the sky, mixed with the sound of the knights falling from their horses.

The Earl of Consville, who had been biting tightly behind, also heard the cheers, and at first he thought that the cunning William had some kind of trick up his sleeve.

But then, when he heard the sound of horses' hooves coming from ahead, he immediately changed color, and hastened to give the order to turn around and run back, and make a great turn, and began to run towards their camp.

William, who was in front, sensed the situation behind him, put down his hanging heart, and gave an order to reduce the speed of the horse, so that the horse could be relieved.

The war horse finally changed from running wild to running, running quickly to trotting, and finally to walking, and the physical consumption of the war horse was also greatly alleviated, and there was no exhaustion.

But even so, this group of war horses has run away, and there is no way to be a charging war horse, at most to be a horse, to camel equipment, to pull the carriage, this is their final destination.

Perhaps, the purpose of the Count of Conceville has been achieved, and at least in this battle, the Count of Loire has more than a hundred fewer knights available.

The mood of the knights was a little low, although they completed the goal of this mission, but their war horses were also scrapped, the price of war horses is not cheap, and this also means that they can only participate as heavy infantry in the next war, which is a very shameful thing.

The Count of Loire led the knights and arrived in a hurry, and with a moment of deceleration, they stopped in front of William and the others.

"How is Baron William? Did the plan succeed? The Count asked, glancing at the knights.

"Poof! Poof! "A few horses were tired and died because of the severe physical exertion, and the knights fell off their horses, but at this time they were out of danger, and they were only a little falling, compared to those knights who fell off their horses and were trampled to death, they were extremely lucky.

Several war horses were tired, and the scene was suddenly extremely embarrassing, William touched his nose and said: "The mission is completed, and all the enemy's siege equipment has been burned, but ...... The price is also quite heavy! ”

"I don't say you saw it too, the knights' horses are gone! In the rest of the battle, we may all have to fight as ordinary infantry! William lowered his head in shame and said in a low voice.

"Aren't you confident before you go? Baron William? How did it become like this now? Viscount Kewen said in a weird way, and he was quite happy to see William deflated.

"Okay, Viscount Cowen, Baron William has completed the task, hasn't he?" Viscount Lyle played a round on the side.

"Perhaps, he reduced the pressure on us to defend the city, but he also weakened our advantage in the number of knights!" Viscount Curvin said heavily.

"Okay, Viscount Cowen, let's not discuss this yet!" The Earl also stopped Viscount Curwen's following words.

"Let's go back to the castle first!"

Some of the knights rode their horses, some led them, and finally returned to the safety of the castle.

The knights who had scrapped their horses returned to their quarters in a depressed mood, and although there was a slight complaint, they did not say much.

William was in the hall with a group of nobles at this time, and the earl was here to discuss the next measures.

"William, how many warhorses are there in your territory?" The Count asked suddenly.

"What do you mean?" William suddenly understood what the Count meant.

"That's right, I'll buy it for forty silver coins per horse, but it's your duty to ask me to pay half of the money, and I'll only give you twenty silver coins each!" The Earl glanced at William and said.

In fact, the earl also complained a little about William, but he couldn't say it, no one wanted to spend money, but in order to better mobilize them in the future, and also to increase the probability of winning the decisive battle later, the earl had to twist his nose and admit it, and purchased war horses from William for the knights.