Although as a king, his going to war will greatly encourage morale, but if he has any accidents on the battlefield, it will definitely be a huge loss that the Camelot Kingdom cannot bear.

The red tassels on Arthur's head fluttered up and down with the undulation of the horse, and the sound of the horse's hooves seemed to be a horn of victory, which made Arthur so intoxicated.

The dragon prince's cavalry were like heroic warriors who followed one after another for victory, fearlessly rushing forward.

The formation of 700 men charging was very huge, and the sound of horses' hooves on the earth was like a burst of thunder, making the earth and the stones on the ground tremble slightly.

They all had three-meter-long spears in their hands and followed Arthur's side, and they had only one belief in their hearts, and that was to protect the Holy King and crush their enemies.

The Knights of the Iron Cross also began to charge at this time, and they rushed out like arrows from the string under the leadership of the Holy Spear Knight Bato.

The iron cross of Phnom Penh roared in the wind they brought with them as they charged, and the pennant tied to the riding guns in their hands swayed wildly with the wind.

Their fine armor reflected dazzling light in the sun, and they were like warriors of the Holy Father from heaven, who had come to earth to eradicate evil demons.

The bright feathers on their heads rise and fall with the fluctuations of their horses, and they look luxurious and strong.

The armor that ordinary people wore that made it difficult to even stand on them as if they had no weight on them, and the tall and high-quality war horses from the steppe had great weight-bearing capacity, endurance, speed, and impact.

Not only were they covered with heavy horse armor, but they also had to bear the weight of their masters, but even so, they rushed forward at a rapid speed.

"Long live His Majesty William!"

They shouted loudly and rushed to the enemy reinforcements in front of them.

And Arthur was also leading the knights to rush towards the enemy army who were fighting fiercely at this time.

"The sound of horses' hooves?" Mellon rode his war horse and thought with some confusion, as a high-ranking officer, he was very familiar with the sound of horses' hooves.

And suddenly, his face changed drastically, and he only now realized that the knights of the Carmellot Army had not appeared on the battlefield all along.

He had been so carried away that he hadn't even noticed that the enemy knight was nowhere to be seen.

He didn't react until he heard the sound of horses' hooves, but it was too late.

"Retreat! Retreat for me at once! He rode on his horse and waved his hands, shouting hysterically so loudly that his voice was broken.

"Retreat!"

When the herald heard his order, he immediately went to the battlefield to give orders.

The soldiers, who had already taken the upper hand, did not know what was going on and thought that something had happened, and they suddenly began to panic, and they fled in a panic.

People are not rational when they are panicking, and the only thought in their minds is to flee from here immediately.

But they were surrounded by people, and there was no place to escape, and in the panic, they even waved their weapons at their comrades-in-arms who got along day and night.

In front of their own lives, a few comrades-in-arms are nothing, and in such a situation, even if it is their parents and siblings standing in front of them, I am afraid that they will also wield the weapons in their hands.

In this way, they trampled on each other, killed each other, and killed each other for a life that did not exist at all.

Mellon rode helplessly on the war horse and pulled his hair with remorse: "How can this be? Why is this so? ”

He cried out in pain, knowing that he would be ruined after this battle, and that his family would be torn apart by the angry nobles to make up for the loss.

He buried not only himself, but also his family, which had existed for hundreds of years.

At this time, the sound of horses' hooves was getting closer and closer to them, and the knights led by Arthur had appeared in everyone's sight.

The blood-red armor and smocks of the dragon prince's cavalry made them look murderous, and they were not easy to provoke at first glance.

Arthur and his army rushed forward, and the enemy watched the knights who approached him more and more confused.

"No!"

The chaotic soldiers let out screams one after another, but to no avail, and could not change the charging route of the dragon prince's cavalry.

Another loud roar rang out, and the dragon prince's cavalry was the first to charge into the enemy's array.

It was as if a red-hot iron rod had pierced into the plastic, and without any hindrance, the dragon prince's cavalry easily tore apart the enemy's array.

Maybe it's not an array anymore, it's just a terrible mess.

After the spears in their hands broke, they quickly drew their long swords at their waists and began to slash at their enemies, using their speed to easily kill countless enemies.

In this way, they collapsed, they could not compete with the dragon prince cavalry at all, and they were gradually slaughtered.

On the other side of the day, the Iron Cross Knights were also lined up to charge, and the array of wall charges made them look neat and unusual.

Before the enemy knights could assemble, they rushed into the enemy's array.

The huge striking surface of the wall charge made the enemy really feel as if they had been hit by a wall, and the soldiers in this part were directly scattered.

They didn't even put down the four-meter cavalry spear in their hands, but relied on the impact of their horses to easily crush the enemy's array.

The more senior general wanted to change that, but there was nothing he could do in the face of the ferocious onslaught of the Iron Cross Knights.

The serfs had long since been attacked by the Iron Cross Knights, and the regular army soldiers had also deserted.

The knights tried to save the situation, but when they rushed towards the Iron Cross knights one by one, they were mercilessly impaled by the enemy's cavalry spears.

They couldn't even disrupt the Wall Charge, and of course, the Iron Cross Knights' Wall Charge eventually became a bit scattered.

After all, it is difficult to maintain the formation by changing directions frequently, so they gradually changed the formation to a wedge formation, which can better hit the enemy's scattered soldiers.

With the charge of more than 200 people, the Iron Cross Knights crushed more than 5,000 serfs, more than 2,000 regular soldiers, and more than 100 knights.

The losses suffered by their own side were less than fifty people, which can be seen from the results of the usual training of the Iron Cross Knights.

Eventually, both groups of enemies collapsed, they could no longer organize any effective resistance, and Mellon was captured by pulling off his horse.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty, your army has won!"

Barto rode his horse to Arthur's side, saluted, and said.

"I also want to thank you, Captain Barto, for you were able to annihilate nearly 10,000 enemies with two hundred knights, which is truly admirable!"

Although Arthur had been in the kingdom of Lorik and knew about the fighting power of the Iron Cross Knights, he was still shocked by their amazing achievements.