The knights who arrived on the left flank were very different from the ordinary Norman knights he had seen, and most of the knights of the other Norman nobles were still wearing chain armor and helmets with nose guards, holding shields and spears, and most of the horses under them were not wearing armor or robes.

However, these Norman knights who rushed to the rescue, their equipment was almost exactly the same as that of the Norman Guards knights led by Mephistopheles, all of them were dressed in silver shining full-body plate armor, holding a long vermilion cavalry spear in their hands, a kite-shaped shield in their left hand, and the horses under the seat were also fully armed, equipped with this steel guard on their heads, and the horses were also covered with thick robes to resist the damage of arrows and swords.

"I have long heard that William, Duke of Normandy, and Caesar of Sicily have a very close relationship, they are like brothers, and sure enough, this precious plate armor can be equipped by Caesar's knights in large quantities, which is not only to be wealthy, but also to have a good relationship with the Duke of Normandy.

It's as if our Italian mercenary group simply doesn't have a set of such equipment. "Morris. Welf's eyes had long been firmly attracted by this group of Norman knights who seemed to have fallen from the sky, and he couldn't help but think in his heart.

"Attention all knights, the target teaches knights, charge the whole army!" A knight in ornate plate armor drew his sword and commanded with his right hand raised.

"Yes, Baron Grolle!" Everyone shouted in a loud voice.

His name was Groll. Morality. The Norman nobles of Umar were Caesar's close generals, only 28 years old, and he was also Caesar's military governor, responsible for the military affairs of Caesar's domain, so no one dared to disobey the orders he gave to the Norman knights, and they all respectfully accepted the orders.

As many as 1,800 Norman knights quickly formed their battle formations during the jog, formed their formations and began to sprint, which is enough to show how well-trained they were.

Woo... Woo...

"Flatten the gun! Gun flat! Gun flat! With the sound of the horn, the Norman knights in the gallop lowered their vermilion cavalry spears one after another, and the sharp spear heads that flashed with cold light were dense and chilling.

At present, more than 2,500 church knights have been divided into three parts, of which the first and third brigades of church knights are in the front and flank of the Italian mercenary group respectively, while the second mercenary group is divided into three parts. Sauron's cavalry was drawn away, and they simply couldn't join forces in a short period of time.

The 3rd Brigade of the Church Knights, who were inferior in numbers, did not have the courage to fight hard against the Norman knights who were approaching with great momentum, so they had to try to retreat in despair.

However, is it really possible for the Norman knights, who have already begun to sprint with all their might, to let this group of church knights slip away? Naturally, that was impossible, and these Church Knights were treasures in the eyes of the greedy Normans, and both their equipment and the belongings they carried with them would become their trophies and could be sold for a good price.

If you can take these church knights prisoner and extort a very rich ransom, you must know that these church knights are not poor knights in the countryside of Naples and southern Italy, nor are they those poor and vicious pagan Saracens, they are all church knights under His Majesty the Pope, and the fiefs and fiefs are all in rich Rome, how can they not have enough money?

"Kill! The Norman knights rushed head-on, and the cowardly church knights were pierced one by one with dense cavalry spears, and they chased the fleeing church knights, knocking them off their horses one by one, and being mercilessly assassinated on the spot at the slightest resistance.

"Turn, Norman knights, our enemies haven't been completely killed yet, there are at least as many church knights there as we are, and now the loot and ransom will be enough for us to make a fortune!" Baron Grold's long sword in his right hand pointed at the eight hundred church knights in front of the Italian mercenaries and the more than eight hundred church knights who were trembling with Baron Mephistopheles not far away, and said loudly.

"Oh! Banzai! The Norman knights cheered, and under the leadership of Baron Grolle, they bypassed the Italian mercenaries and galloped towards the first brigade of church knights not far away.

"Morris. Welf, the reception of prisoners of war is left to you. "Baron Grold passed by Morris on the horse. Welf waved at him.

"Well, leave it to me, Baron Grollder!" Morris. Welf nodded in response.

"Slipped, slipped..."

Although the knights of the Church did not say this, their actions were all in the same sentence, and almost all of them turned and fled on horseback.

"Damn, slip away so fast, these church knights are cowards!" Baron Grold flicked his horsewhip with his right hand and said hatefully.

"Lord Baron Groard, you see that there are still about seven hundred church knights fighting with our knights over there, should we go there?" One of the knights suggested.

"Of course, I'm not going to let this ripe fruit run away again, I'm going to get my hands on it. In addition, the group of escaped church knights had to chase after them, at least not so that they could return unharmed. Grold nodded and said to the officer-like knight, "Jacob. Sir Spend, you lead your troops in pursuit of the fleeing Church cavalry. ”

"Yes, Lord Baroness Grolle." Jacob. Sir Spender bowed in response.

In a short time, the Norman knights in the gallop divided into five hundred cavalry and began to pursue the first brigade of church knights who had fled from this place, while the Norman knights, numbering as many as 1,300 men, began to turn and charge straight towards Baron Landolf, who was fighting with Mephistopheles.

Baron Randolph had a bad feeling when this elite Norman knight appeared, but he didn't care at the time, because he was confident that he would be able to quickly deal with Mephistopheles and the Norman Knights of the Guard, but things didn't go his way.

The third brigade of the Knights of the Church was annihilated, and the first brigade fled, leaving only the second brigade still barely holding on, and the next target was likely to be himself, which made him feel extremely desperate.

"Retreat, retreat!" Baron Randolph couldn't care so much, he had to lead his army to retreat, and when he regrouped, he would come and compete with these Norman knights, the current situation was still too unfavorable, and he really didn't have the confidence to defeat the other side.

"Is this a place where you can come and go whenever you want? Look at me to stop you. Without saying a word, Baron Mephistopheles raised his sword and slashed at Baron Landorff.

"It's up to you, mole scurrying around!" Not to be outdone, Baron Landolf rode his horse and raised his sword to meet him.

Bite... Boom...

The swords of both sides clashed with each other, sparks erupted......

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