"Gun flat, sprint."

Although William was surrounded by his fellow knights, it did not interfere with William's command of the cavalry, because the medieval heavy cavalry charge was so simple and brutal and had a terrifying beauty.

Woo... Woo...

The trumpeter blew a dull horn, and the fellow cavalrymen received the order to put the Hungarian shield in front of the saddle, and took advantage of the situation to place the slender vermilion spear six meters long on the semicircular groove on the right side of the Hungarian shield, and the legs clamped the horse's belly, and the spurs on the boots pierced the horses' eyes and galloped with all their might.

The shining steel plate armor, the dense vermilion spear, the fiery red red double lion flag hung on the spear fluttering in the wind, the fiery red cloak on the right shoulder fluttered, the straight wall-like line of the companion cavalry, the dense forest of red cavalry, full of the beauty of iron and fire, with the shadow of desperate death, launched an indomitable sprint.

Rumble...

Bang... Bang bang bang...

With the sound of impact, the sound of the cavalry entering the flesh and the sound of breaking sounded, nearly 50 Viking pirates wearing chain mail in the first three rows were pierced by the rifles on the spot, and the remaining Vikings were either knocked off or trampled on the spot by hundreds of horses' hooves, and there were less than thirty Vikings left on the field who could still move.

Woo...

Rumble... Bang... Bang bang...

The remaining Vikings did not flee death, and Sir Hubert's 20 companion cavalry stabbed more than a dozen Vikings into meat skewers on the spot with unparalleled strength.

William's cavalry troops were everywhere, and less than 8 remnants of Viking soldiers on the battlefield completely lost the courage to resist and surrendered on their knees.

"Sir Hubert, tie up the Vikings who are still alive and bring them back to the camp, and send them on their way if they can't move, and I'm going to interrogate them about this attack." With a wave of his right hand, William commanded Sir Hubert.

"As you command, His Highness William." So saying, Sir Hubert ordered the cavalry on the left and right to tie the eight Vikings with their hands in thick hemp rope and tie them to the saddle, and prepared to drag them back to the camp on horseback.

"Sir Hubert, what happened to those two battlefields on the banks of the Seine, won't they all burn down?" William asked, riding up to Sir Hubert.

"Back to His Royal Highness William, I only burned one of the two dragon-headed battleships docked on the bank of the river, and as for the large dragon-headed battleship that can carry a hundred people, it is still on the shore." Huber nodded, stroked his chest and saluted.

"Well done Sir Hubert, worthy of a battle-hardened knight, when I return to Rouen, I will ask my father for the title of baron." William couldn't stop smiling and praised Sir Hubert vigorously.

"This is what I should do, Master William." Sir Hubert waved his hand modestly.

Hearing this, William trusted Hubert even more in his heart, and hurriedly persuaded: "Okay, don't be modest, Sir Hubert. Go back to camp and rest, and I'll have Steward Osborne prepare a sumptuous meal for you." ”

"Yes, Master William." With that, Sir Hubert bowed down and led 20 of his companion cavalry with his captives and galloped towards the hill camp.

William ignored the tragic situation of the captives being dragged by horses, turned around and said to Faller, who came to William's side to standby: "Fale, this battle is really hard for you, if you didn't lead the javelin cavalry to delay the enemy and buy precious time for our army, and at the last moment a large number of enemy troops were killed and wounded to weaken the enemy's morale, even if we finally won the war, the losses would be unacceptable." ”

"No, no, Master William, my credit is not as great as you say, this is what I should do." A shy look appeared on the pimple-ridden face of the elder.

"Don't be modest, Palle, when I inherit the title of duke, I will definitely make you a baron." William promised.

"Master William, seal... I don't dare to think that would be criticized for being made a baron. Faller, visibly frightened by William's promise, replied with a wave of his hands.

"Don't be nervous, that's all later, Faller, you're tired, lead the light cavalry back to the camp to rest first." William patted Faller on the shoulder and said.

"Yes, Master William." With that, Faller bowed, turned and returned to camp with the Javelinees.

William watched Faller leave, looking down at the corpses of Vikings strewn across the battlefield, and a gleam in his eyes as he looked at their equipment.

This battle was really thrilling, and if the opposing ship had not been burned, the outcome would have been decided. It seems that pure cavalry combat is not very effective, and some infantry is needed to stabilize the line.

Most of these Viking pirates are accustomed to warfare, and it is indeed not easy to have the strength to fight again under the heavy javelin attack of 40 javelin cavalry, it seems that they have plundered many places, otherwise it is impossible for half of them to wear chain mail, and there are about twenty Viking swords.

It just so happens that these equipment are collected and repaired to equip hundreds of infantry, and as for the soldiers, they are selected from the levies.

William retracted his thoughts, looked around at a young and old cavalryman, and said, "Captain Jeffrey, you and the 12 companion cavalrymen of your squad are here to take care of the spoils, waiting for Steward Osborne to lead the levies to clean up the battlefield for you." ”

"Obey your orders, Your Highness William," the young and old cavalryman bowed and commanded.

"Knights, return to the camp to recuperate." William turned his horse's head and, with a wave of his right hand, led the knights towards the hill camp.

Back in the hill camp, although most of the soldiers had gone to rest, William and the old butler Osborne were still busy with their work.

In this war, our army was not without losses, there were not many casualties, only two javelinmen were killed on the spot by Vikings while patrolling, but this does not mean that no one was injured and no one was incapacitated.

The most serious were the javelinmen, several of whom lost their combat effectiveness, and more than a dozen javelinmen whose right hands were numb and could not use their weapons for several days.

Two of the companion cavalrymen tripped over the corpse of a Viking during the charge and were seriously injured, but fortunately they were not seriously injured by the hooves of their own horses.

Twenty of these wounded and sick people needed to rest and recuperate in four-wheeled baggage trucks and be treated by military doctors.

Counting the manpower to take care of them, the combat strength of our army has been reduced by about one and a half, and if you add the inability to dispatch javelin cavalry in a short period of time, the combat effectiveness will only decline faster.

"It's not safe here, we must get out of here quickly, these Vikings are obviously instructed by some people to know the route of our army in advance, and plan to attack our army at night. It is likely that there will be local reinforcements and will have to leave by noon tomorrow. ”

Thinking so, William clenched his fists as if he had made up his mind.