"Ahh Save me! ”

"Ugh! Devil! ”

"Damn it! The enemy is too strong! ”

The elite armed infantry under the Earl of Cansville was quite weak against the Denlenburg infantry, and now the heavy infantry also participated in the battle from the flank, which was a kind of crushing battle.

The heavy infantry wielded their battle axes like meat grinders, shattering the enemies in front of them.

"Die! Damn the devil! ”

An enemy raised the spear in his hand, looking crazy and trying to attack the Golden Lion Guards at the front, but then, his body was split into two in the next second.

His tomahawk itself is extremely heavy, and with the Golden Lion Guards strengthened by medicine, his physical fitness and strength have also improved qualitatively, and this tomahawk is estimated to have a ton of strength.

The sharpness of the battle axe combined with such strength directly caused the armed infantry in front of him to be split in half from top to bottom, bloody and viscera scattered all over the ground.

The colorful entrails fell to the ground, mercilessly trampled by the Golden Lion Guards, a way of fighting that was common for them, and it was rare for a corpse to remain intact under the heavy tomahawks.

Such a bloody and disgusting method of fighting was somewhat unacceptable to the armed infantry under the Earl of Cansville, after all, as a normal person, even a soldier rolling on the battlefield was unacceptable.

After all, such a terrible heavy infantry has not appeared for many years, and in the same way, there are not many such battles, even when the knights charge, if the scale is not large, it is impossible to become so bloody.

The heavy infantry under the cold and heavy armor were expressionless, as if the corpses under their feet were not corpses, but solid pavement, and they stepped on them almost indiscriminately.

None of the enemies on the battlefield could stand up to the heavy infantry, and they even had bloody intestines or entrails on their bodies and tomahawks.

The enemies who died at their hands were all in a terrible spectacle.

William looked at the enemy who was about to collapse, and hurriedly asked the knights to prepare for a charge, in the past four years, there have been very few wars in the territory, and only the occasional outlaw needs William to send some knights to fight.

He was afraid that the knights who had not fought on the battlefield for four years would lose their combat effectiveness, so at least he had to create some opportunities for the knights to fight.

However, he didn't let the knights rush out immediately, because the enemy knights also began to make some moves, and fighting the enemy knights was obviously a better way to exercise.

"Knights! Follow me on the charge! ”

The Earl of Canswell didn't say much, for in such a way as to turn the tide of battle, even in an exciting way, could not turn the tide of battle.

He is now making a last-ditch effort, hoping for a miracle that will help him turn the tide.

But he also knows that miracles are not so easy to happen, so now his charge is more about carrying his last glory and carrying out the last charge of his life.

With the orders of the Earl of Canswell, the knights also charged with the nobles and the earl, and the sound of horses' hooves of more than two hundred knights was also quite intimidating.

And William can't help but look up, they are still charging in such a situation, which is extraordinary courage.

It is undeniable that if William were faced with such a situation, it would be absolutely impossible for him to continue to charge, because there was no chance of such a victory, and even the capital of the last comeback would be lost.

Although the knights would not follow him in his struggle, at least William would not be killed or captured on the battlefield.

Looking at the roaring charging knights, William took the four-meter-long cavalry spear from the hand of the servant.

This time, he also intends to join the array of charges.

Ten years have passed since he crossed over, and the original sixteen-year-old boy has now become a twenty-six-year-old young man, and he is about to enter middle age.

He wanted to make a charge before he entered middle age, a charge that he hadn't seen for a long time, that could make his blood boil.

"William!" Norwen couldn't help frowning when he looked at William who picked up the mounted spear, as a noble earl, his accusation was not to fight the battlefield, but to command and dispatch in the rear and develop the territory.

In such a dangerous battlefield, if something happened to William, then the current good situation in Denlenburg would almost collapse.

"Don't stop me, Norwen! I want to charge again while I'm young! So that my descendants and I also have the capital to brag about, don't we? William smiled indifferently, then took off his sumptuous helmet, revealing his long golden hair that was stuck to his forehead from sweat.

As soon as the two confronted each other, Norwin suddenly felt a little in a trance, and now William looked much more mature, after all, he was already the father of three children, and he was still the noble Count of Denlenburg.

But now, Norwin seemed to see in him the young and powerless William of ten years ago, when he was cowardly and somewhat incompetent.

But that was the purest time.

The two faces overlapped, and finally returned to William's current face, only to see William show a confident smile and say, "Hurry up!" You don't really need to be old! ”

With that, William buckled up his gold-trimmed cross-framed helmet, lifted the riding gun in his hand upward, and said, "Not bad! The feel is still there! ”

Then William went to the front of the knights and put up his spear.

"Knights! Today! I'm charging with you! Don't disgrace me! ”

William didn't do anything specifically to boost morale, and his going to war was an incentive in itself.

After this, the knights suddenly shouted, and then prepared to charge.

William shouted: "Wall formation! Charge! ”

After that, William kicked the horse's belly and controlled the war horse to rush out at once.

The other knights followed, and the knights of the Inner House gradually increased the speed of their horses, and then overtook William and surrounded him.

Looking at their actions, William couldn't help but feel a warm heart, this is his foundation in this world, the most loyal knights, even the vassal knights who don't even have a fief, are very loyal to themselves.

The horse's speed increased to the extreme, and William felt the feeling of galloping again, a feeling of gasoline flowing through his veins, and his whole body was burning.

The heavy cavalry and knights on William's side combined with more than seven hundred people, more than three times more than the enemy, and the sound of horses' hooves resounded like thunder.

The two sides collided with each other, the sound of the cavalry guns snapping, and the wall charge put each enemy facing several cavalry spears.

In the first round of the charge, the enemy lost more than forty men, and William also said that his cavalry spear stabbed one of the knights in the chest.

After the spears broke, the knights hurriedly drew their swords and maces and engaged in hand-to-hand combat with the enemy.

However, they were soon annihilated, and even the Earl of Cansville was captured by the knights.

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