On the third day of William's occupation of Lysyracs, on the border between the Barony of Argentão and the parish of Lysé, Baron de Cotentin was leading an army against Baron Richard. Morality. Cotentan received the furious news that Syracuse had fallen, and he was even more furious that it was his despised bastard son William who had captured Syracuse.

The enraged Baron of Cotentin Reyek did not care to confront Baron Richard, and immediately led more than 3,000 soldiers towards Syracuse at full speed.

Less than fifty kilometers from Syracuse and Barony Agentão, Baron Cotentin led his troops to the village of Sundaes, a kilometre outside Lycia.

Standing on a hillside, looking at the golden double lion flag on a red background fluttering at the head of Syracuse City, Baron Cotentin Rejeke couldn't help but grit his teeth and said: "Hybrid William, it's too much to deceive!" How dare you put the death of Bishop Berkeley on me and my Highness Kay. ”

It turned out that Baron Cotentin had learned on the march that William had ordered the new Bishop Hamelin to spread the news that 'Baron Cotentin had conspired with Count Kay to kill Bishop Berkeley'.

This act of deducting basins undoubtedly made Baron Codontan even more angry, and he couldn't wait to kill William.

"Bishop Berkeley and the priest who fled with him were obviously killed by the local Parish knight of Lischel, and the mongrel William unscrupulously framed Baron Reyjek, and he will be hanged after capturing him this time!" Baron Cotentin, a close knight beside Reyek, said in the baron's words.

The knight's words immediately caused the surrounding knights to curse William.

"Kill William the mongrel, kill William the mongrel!"

"Hang him, hang him!"

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"Okay, it's better to prepare for battle well if you have the strength, and when you defeat the bastard William, you will have a chance to concoct him!" Baron Cotentin waved his hand and stopped him.

"Yes, Lord Baron!" And they all bowed their heads.

"Report! Lord Baron. Suddenly, a Codontan cavalryman rode up, turned over and dismounted, raised a roll of parchment with both hands, and said respectfully: "Lord Baron Qiyu, William in Syracuse City has sent a letter of contract, please take a look!" ”

Baron Cotentin took the parchment, slowly spread it out with both hands, looked at it for a moment and rolled it up, and said with a cold snort: "Hmph! This bastard William is going to fight us tomorrow morning, right under Syracuse! ”

"Lord Baron, he is stalling for time at this time, and before he has a firm foothold in Syracuse, we might as well attack the city!" One of the knights suggested.

"Since he wants to fight me, I will promise him that he can't play any tricks!" Baron Cotentan said confidently: "Go down and get ready, gather the cavalry and sergeants, tomorrow's battle will depend on your active performance!" ”

"Yes, Lord Baron." The surrounding knights were ordered to leave.

"Lord Baron, according to the report, William has brought a lot of troops this time, and we may not be able to win tomorrow's battle.

It's better to return to Mortan and wait for the Earl of Cay's army to converge, and then it's not too late to fight William to the death! After the knights had left, a middle-aged knight who had become old and serious rode up and persuaded him.

Wayne. Sir Grote, you are my champion knight, and there is nothing but a rabble on the other side, so don't be afraid before you fight.

What's more, I have already received William's letter of appointment, and if I regret it, I can't afford to lose this face. Baron Reyeke stared at Wayne. Sir Grote said solemnly.

"Yes, Lord Baron, tomorrow I will do my best to fight with all my might!" Wayne. Sir Grote snapped the bullet and promised.

"Okay, this is my chief samurai, the cavalry you lead in tomorrow's battle is the key, whether you can break through the enemy's formation and defeat it, it's up to you!" Baron Rayek patted Wayne. Sir Grote's shoulder, smiling.

On the morning of the second day, the cold wind of early winter blew the land, and William led 2,600 direct legions and 1,600 knights to cross the Tuke River outside Lysyrac.

In the huge formation, 2,600 men directly under William were arranged in front of the enemy, of which 800 spearmen were arranged in close formations in the center, two 150-man companies with halberders on both sides, and 200 heavy infantry of the personal guards stood in front of the spearmen.

William's two hundred crossbowmen and four hundred longbowmen, who were most of his favor, were divided into two battalions of three hundred archers on either side of the infantry cluster, and a two-meter-wide trench full of pointed stakes was dug in front of them, behind which were rows of sharp horses.

In addition to the 100 cavalry of William's personal guards who closely protected William behind the formation, the rest of the 600-man cavalry regiment containing 250 heavy cavalry was arranged to be used in the left front of the infantry array.

As for the knightly legion of more than 300 cavalry composed of the Knights of Wexon, William arranged it on the right side of the camp.

For these rabble, William didn't ask how many enemies they could kill, as long as they attracted some enemy troops and could hold out until victory.

"Lord Baron, William's soldiers seem to be quite elite and the number of cavalry is numerous, and our two thousand four hundred infantry, three hundred heavy cavalry, and three hundred light cavalry alone cannot defeat William's army!

Please also retreat first and return to the county of Mortan before you take care of it. Wayne. Sir Grote whispered beside Baron Reyeke, Cotentin.

"Needless to say, no fight, only God can know who is the victor.

You see that the soldiers on the right side of the enemy army are not very elite and the number of cavalry is scarce, Sir Wayne, you take the knights to attack the right side of the enemy army! Baron Cotentin held the whip in his right hand, pointed to William's knightly legion in front of him, and said in a resolute tone.

"Yes!"

Sir Wayne had no choice but to retreat, leading six hundred light and heavy cavalry to gallop towards the knightly legion on William's right, and a puff of smoke and dust rose behind him.

Bruce commanding the Knights' Legion. When Sir Dalton saw that all the enemy's cavalry was rushing towards him, he immediately ordered more than 300 of his cavalry to come out of his own camp and entangle the sprinting soldiers. Anderson Cavaliers, Austin. The two Normandy knights led the infantry to defend on the spot.

Mason, the leader of the Knights of Wexon. Knight Conrad picks up Bruce. Sir Dalton hesitated after the order, and came to Sir Bruce's side and said, "Sir Bruce, the number of cavalry in our army is still too scarce, how about defending on the spot and waiting for reinforcements?" ”

"His Royal Highness William has given me the right to command, and you must obey orders, otherwise what awaits you is hanging, and recovering the manor estate!" Sir Bruce said firmly.

In the face of Bruce's tough attitude, Mason Knight had no choice but to turn around and lead the way away with a stupid expression.