The charge of more than sixty knights was no small few, and it was obvious that the speed of the horses in the thick snow would not be very high, but it was enough to deal with these unsuspecting soldiers.

The horse's hooves stepped on the ground, making a dull sound of horses' hooves, and at the same time raising bursts of snow foam, the sound of horses' hooves was different from usual, although it was not big, but it sounded clearly in everyone's ears.

They stiffened their heads, but saw a group of heavily armed knights, riding high-headed war horses in their hands and holding spears far longer than ordinary knights, charging at themselves and the others.

The power of a knight is often not in a large number of killing and wounding enemy forces, but in tearing through the enemy's formation and breaking the enemy's morale.

In the face of dozens of heavily armed heavy cavalry, this group of soldiers who were still wantonly fighting just now suddenly became impotent, and their stiff work also shrank back.

They hurriedly lifted their pants and searched around, unaware that they had thrown them with weapons.

Baron Nair, who had entered the dwelling, heard the sound of horses' hooves and hurried out of the room with the knights.

His pupils shrank suddenly, a knight of this size was obviously the main force of the enemy, and it was definitely not just a simple town guard.

"Lord Baron, this must be their trap, we are ambushed!!" The clerk beside him said to him urgently.

"My lord, the enemy's strength is too strong, we are in a hurry to fight, there is no way to defeat them, let's retreat first!" A knight brought a horse to Baron Nair and said loudly.

Baron Nair was in a dilemma, after all, these more than 700 people were all his armed forces, especially the more than 100 armed infantry, and he didn't know how long it would take to make up for the loss.

There are also more than 500 serfs, don't look at them who are usually oppressed by the lord, but if there are really too many casualties, then the lord's income and strength will drop very much, so he is hesitant now.

Although he knew that even if he stayed, there would be no miracle to defeat the other party, but he just couldn't take a step anyway.

"Lord Baron! We can't go without retreating! We will definitely be captured by the enemy, and even we may be killed! One of Baron Nell's knights shouted urgently.

Baron Nair's chest rose and fell violently, and finally, he made up his mind, and with the help of the knights, he quickly climbed onto his horse and galloped away with a group of knights.

Six or seven hundred soldiers fled in all directions, unable to form a tight formation against the knights, armed to the teeth, even in their heyday.

The soldiers pushed and scolded each other, hoping that they could let their comrades die for them and earn a chance for themselves.

William's mounted spear was aimed at an armed infantry in front of him, and as the horse accelerated, it stabbed the enemy in the chest at once, and the cavalry spear broke in response, and the enemy was also pierced through the chest, and the death was very miserable.

The knights followed William and rushed into the crowd, and the horses in the chain armor on William's side were fearless, neighing, and the knights' cavalry spears stabbed through the enemies one by one, and at the same time the cavalry spears were broken, they pulled out the knight's sword at their waists, and slashed at random.

In this way, many enemies embarked on a journey to hell with the peasant women they had just defiled, and no one on the battlefield cared about whether they were innocent or not, and it was very normal for them to be wiped out except for their own personnel in this life-and-death situation.

The battle was not difficult, the chaotic enemy did not pose any threat to the knights, they did not even think of resisting, in the end, these soldiers were not disciplined, although most soldiers in this era were like this, but William believed that his well-trained soldiers would never do such a thing.

The enemy soldiers roared in despair, and some of them were only knocked out by their horses, but did not die immediately, and fell to the ground and wailed in despair

Finally, the knights had no enemy in front of them, they cut through the chaotic flow of people, and their charge directly caused dozens of enemy deaths and more than a hundred wounded.

Just when the chaotic soldiers thought the nightmare was over, they didn't know that the real nightmare had just begun.

The iron-clad Manders infantrymen took their three-meter spears in their hands and began to sweep the enemy.

This chaotic form obviously did not work with the phalanx, they worked in groups of threes and twos, cooperating with each other to sweep towards the enemy.

Although most of the enemy's soldiers were frightened by discrimination, there were still a small number of people who dared to resist in the face of failure, and although the enemy was wearing such fine iron armor, they were also very confident in themselves.

With the spears in hand, a few of them were about to fight with the Manders infantry, and with the encouragement of a few of them, the remaining soldiers began to hesitate, thinking about whether to fight the enemy or not.

Unfortunately, as soon as the courageous armed infantry came into contact with the Manders infantry, they were forced by several of them, and their spears as fierce as poisonous snakes pierced their armor, and pierced their skin, muscles, bones, and finally internal organs.

They died a miserable death, and were stabbed with several spears by several of the Minmenders infantry, and their forehead entrails even flowed out of their wounds.

Although the battlefield has always been bloody and terrifying, they have been crushed by the knights, and in cooperation with the tragic situation at this time, none of them want to be the next to die, and they began to flee one after another.

They couldn't even resist the average Manders infantry, let alone the heavily armored heavy infantry and the unformed Golden Lion Guards.

However, the speed of the heavy infantry is really slow, so there are not many enemies killed by them.

The basic training of the Mandeesian infantry is usually running, so even if the enemy desperately escapes, the Mendean infantry can always catch up in a short time, and then slaughter the enemy with the sharp spears in their hands.

There were not many villagers left in this village, and like the villagers, there were few remaining soldiers of the enemy, and after the bloody massacre of the infantry and knights, only one or two hundred escaped without any problems, and the others were either knocked unconscious by the horses or killed.

After this battle, a force under Viscount Lausas was directly abolished, making the future battle easier.

In the end, after the battle, there were no casualties among the knights, and no Manders infantry and heavy infantry died, but a few were slightly wounded, except for four of the armed infantry under Baron Bayer.

"Damn! Damn the Denlenburg pigs, they dared to ambush me! After Baron Nair took it out, he made sure that there were no pursuers behind him, and his face suddenly became gloomy, and he roared like thunder.

Now he is very injured, no, the injury is not enough to describe his current situation, even if this battle is won, the benefits he gets may not be able to make up for these losses, after all, labor can not be completely solved with silver coins.

The armed infantry accumulated over the years was completely wiped out, and more than half of the young and middle-aged labor force in the territory was completely lost, and such losses would be difficult to recover even if he was given five or six years.