Wait for Mason. Knight Conrad returned to the formation, and a group of Waxon knights surrounded him, asking anxiously.

"Knights, our lord William has sent our only son to resist the onrushing knights of Cotentan, and this is to send us to death.

What do you think we should do? "Mason. Knight Conrad looked around at the crowd and said in a low voice.

The emotions of all the knights present were mobilized by Knight Mason, and they all said in a loud voice with emotion:

"If it weren't for His Majesty Henry's orders, how would we have endured the shame of allegiance to this bastard son, William?"

"It's a big deal, let's go back to Lord Raoult, Count of Amiens Wiisan, and His Majesty Henry, and I'm sure Your Majesty will do justice for us!"

"Yes, with His Majesty Henry and Lord Count Raoul doing justice, that bastard William can't do anything to us at all!"

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"But, Knight Mason, shall we leave our infantry behind and return to Paris alone?" One of the knights pondered for a moment and asked.

"That's all there is to it, there are just some lowly serf conscripts and infantry, and as long as we return to Wexon with our attendant cavalry, we can raise another army at any time.

Let's go, don't hesitate, knights! Knight Mason exclaimed.

The knights nodded yes, and fled north with their respective attendant cavalry, led by the knight of Mason, intending to return to the city of Villeter-sur-Mer and return to Paris by boat along the Seine.

Wayne sprinting towards the Knights. Sir Grote and the Knight of Cotentin saw the two hundred or so light and heavy cavalry fleeing northward, and for a moment they were all dazed and at a loss.

"Good opportunity! The enemy army fled, pursued! Crush them in one fell swoop! Wayne. Sir Grote commanded in a loud voice with a wave of his right hand.

"Oh!" The knights raised their weapons and roared.

The Knight of Cotentin accelerated again, aiming at the fleeing Knight of Vixon, and pursued it all the way.

"Damn! These bastards. The knight of Mason cursed and said to the knights around him, "Speed up, you must get rid of them!" ”

Driving... Driving...

The Wexon knights, who were speeding up with all their might, gradually left the trailing Cotentin cavalry far behind.

"Damn it!" Wayne. Sir Grote ordered the pursuit to stop, patted the panting horses under his seat with his right hand, and commanded in a loud voice: "Knights, since the knights of the opposing side have fled, there will be a riot in their infantry array. Go back, storm their infantry, crush them! ”

"Yes!" The knights gasped slightly, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and responded.

The Cotentin knights, who had returned to the charge, were visibly much more tired than before, their formation began to fall apart, and their horses were much slower than when they had just sprinted.

"His Royal Highness William, these Wexon knights have escaped, and the remaining Knights Legion infantry will also collapse, we should immediately support Bruce. Sir Dalton! Sir Hubert said with some anxiety.

"Don't bother with them, I trust Bruce. Sir Dalton will take care of it, and our first goal is to defeat Baron Cotentin.

As for the rebellious Waxon knights, after we settle the army of Baron Cotentin, they will definitely not escape from the palm of my hand. William waved his hand and said confidently.

"Give your order! His Highness William. Sir Hubert asked.

"Our longbowmen and crossbowmen shoot at the opposing cavalry, disrupt the enemy's cavalry formation, and order Rodrigo's knights to lead our cavalry to attack the enemy!" William raised his right hand and ordered.

"Yes, His Highness William!"

Hubert saluted William and turned to direct his army.

Thundered... Thundered...

Looking at the approaching Cotentin cavalry, the thunder of thousands of horses' hooves hitting the ground every time was like a giant hammer striking the fragile hearts of the Wexon infantry, and the infantry, who had begun to panic due to being abandoned by the Wexon knights, suddenly began to collapse and turned and fled backwards.

However, when they fled, they were stopped by a wide Tuk River, and countless soldiers who fled first were pushed into the icy water and drowned by the deserters who crowded from behind.

Sensing that they could not flee backwards, the soldiers instinctively fled towards William's direct legion.

Within a few paces, their commander, Sir Bruce, led more than a hundred light and heavy cavalry in front of them, while the fastest dozen deserters were beheaded by the merciless owl and thrown into the crowd.

"Soldiers! Take courage and stand up. Reinforcements from His Highness William will arrive soon, and now you have only one way to live, and that is to kill the Knight of Cotentan and fight to survive! Sir Bruce raised his clenched right hand and exclaimed.

The desperate soldiers finally mustered their last courage, and a thousand Wexon infantry began to turn and raise their spears at the charging Cotentin knights.

Rumble... Boom... Boom...

Unfortunately, they woke up too late, and the three hundred heavy cavalry pierced into the center of the Wexon infantry formation like sharp knives, while the three hundred light cavalry behind followed the footsteps of the heavy cavalry and slashed at the Weixon infantry who were unable to resist.

Whoa... Whoa...

However, these Cotentin cavalry did not rejoice for long, and countless long arrows and crossbows rained down on the heads of these Cotentin cavalry, and William's longbowmen and crossbowmen shot the arrows in their hands without mercy for the lives of the Wexon infantry.

In an instant, the Cotentin cavalry, who were caught in the crowd of Wexon's infantry, were unable to resist and dodge, and dozens of cavalrymen fell with arrows.

In a short period of time, after ten waves of arrows and four waves of crossbows, the six hundred Cotentin cavalry had lost more than two hundred, accounting for more than one-third of the total, and more than half of the Wexon infantry who were attacked by arrows with them also suffered more than half of the casualties.

Thundered... Rumble...

The sound of thousands of thunderous horses' hooves sounded again, and the light and heavy cavalry of the six hundred knights cut into the Kotentan cavalry in the chaos, and the remaining less than four hundred Kotentan cavalry were either picked off their horses by the heavy cavalry's cavalry, trampled to death on the spot, or touched by the light cavalry that followed.

Baron Reyeke, who had been observing the battlefield, found his cavalry in the chaos and attacked by countless arrows, so he anxiously ordered his infantry to charge at the enemy, trying to save his precious Cotentin knights.

However, it was too late, and when Baron Cotentin's infantry was less than two hundred meters away from William's main formation, Baron Cotentin's cavalry had already been easily routed by the cavalry led by Rodrigo, and most of them were annihilated, with only a few scattered.

"Good opportunity, longbowmen and crossbowmen fire at full speed to attack the enemy infantry, the infantry is on standby, and order the cavalry to make a detour to the flank and back to trap the enemy, so that Baron Cotentan does not escape!" William immediately made a decision and ordered.

Two hundred meters was within range of longbows and crossbows, and seven hundred longbowmen and crossbowmen poured arrows at the enemy infantry, and 1,300 elite infantry stood ready to withstand the onslaught of the Cotentan infantry.