The Slavic general who escaped from the pike-phalanx lost his armor, he managed to break away from the pike-formation under the protection of the two guards beside him, and when he returned to Bilis, he was dejected and discouraged, less than half of the forty heavily armored Boyer cavalry fled back, the muscles on Billis's face jumped nervously a few times, he really wanted to pull out the sword at his waist and split the incompetent general in half, but he still took a deep breath to suppress his emotions.

"It doesn't matter, at least we know what the cards are in the hands of that weird earl, now brace yourself and go to the rear to lead my elite into battle, and the light cavalry will detour to their rear from both flanks." Billis told the defeated general that while the Poiller cavalry was the most important heavy cavalry in his hands, his real killer weapon had not yet been used.

"It's the chief." The general did not dare to argue anything, he immediately dismounted and walked to the rear, where an elite unit of Bilisi was hidden.

"Javelinmen raid the pike." Billis, worthy of a battle-hardened leader, immediately gave orders to the lightly armed javelinmen on his side.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh." The Slavic javelinmen had no armor, only a small round shield and a few javelins, in the case of no defense at all, and because there was no burden of armor to move quickly, the javelinmen scattered in front of the pikemen, they threw their javelins into the pikes quickly, the dense pikemen were most worried about this long-range attack, many of the pikemen in the front row were hit by the javelins, and they let out a miserable howl and fell to the ground.

"Hahaha, does Arold really think that his phalanx of spears is indestructible? Let's not forget that we, the Slavic nobles, also learned military skills from an early age. Billis said with a smile to his entourage. There was a gap in the neat phalanx of pikemen, but Bilis did not take long to be complacent, and when he thought that the pikemen would collapse under a completely one-sided blow, his laughter stopped abruptly, because he saw the fallen pikemen being dragged to the left and right, and the pikemen in the back row immediately stepped forward to fill the gap, as if the formation had never been attacked.

"Julian, let the javelins outflank me and kill those javelin militiamen for me." Seeing the casualties of the pikemen he had painstakingly trained, Arrold immediately ordered the javelinmen to drive them away. Because of Bilis's misjudgment. As a result, his effective heavy cavalry was lost, so Arold could generously send his javelin cavalry to deal with the damned ranged soldiers.

"Yes, Lord Count." Julian immediately took the order, urging his horse at his crotch and waving at the javelinmen. The javelinmen followed behind him, outflanking him from the left and right flanks. As they ran, they skillfully threw their javelins at the enemy.

"Lancers steady. Steady. John Berg raised his sword and shouted with all his might, the strict discipline and training of the pikemen paid off. They still held their ground in the face of distant blows, even if the blood of their companions was splashed on their faces, they still looked straight ahead, their mouths shouted with orders, and their bodies were as steady as a rock.

"Well done John Berg." Arold looked at his spear phalanx firmly nailed to the position, nodded with satisfaction, and praised, it is precisely because the pikemen control the central position that the soldiers of Bilisi cannot break through and fall into trouble, but the soldiers of Bilisi are also battle-hardened soldiers, and the war is developing in the direction of stalemate, this quiet small plain is full of the sound of cold weapons colliding at this time, and the screams of people fighting.

"Chief Chief, the enemy's light cavalry is attacking our javelinmen, and if they are attacked by the cavalry, those light infantry will probably be scattered." At this time, the vassals standing next to Bilis, who were standing at the rear of the army, said to him.

"The light cavalry that sent us must destroy Arrod's cavalry, or at least drive them away." Billis felt sweat in his palms, and his carelessness led to the loss of the Boyer cavalry, which was the most effective way to restrain Arrod's cavalry, and now the javelin cavalry, who were constantly threatening on both flanks, weighed heavily on his heart, and the soldiers fighting in the center of the position, seeing the enemy cavalry on both flanks, would also lose their morale, and if they could not clear this threat, it would probably become the last straw for defeat.

"We only have Wranglers to send." The vassals of Bilisi wiped the sweat from their faces with their hands, the light cavalry in his hands were not professional soldiers like the Boyer cavalry, they were just some homesteaders who raised their own horses, and their combat effectiveness was very limited.

"Then too, we can't let the cavalry get close to the rear of our soldiers, it's too dangerous." Bilis swallowed, he pointed to the cavalry that was breaking into the javelinmen, and said loudly, at this time he had no choice but to send the last cavalry in his hands.

"It's the chief." The vassals had no choice but to lead the wranglers with spears and rush towards the javelinmen, but the cunning javelinmen saw them rushing towards them, and immediately turned their horses and fled into the distance, while the vassals had to continue to pursue the wranglers.

"Well done, now my general, it's time for you to get out of the horse and take my elite to kill the Germans." Bilis was relieved to see the Javelinmen driven away, he couldn't bear to destroy the hateful Arrod, and at that moment his father's face suddenly appeared in his mind.

"Bilis, always keep a trump card, your temperament is too impatient, this is what worries me the most." The Grand Chief of Mecklenburg once said this to Bilisi during a battle.

"My father, I'm going to prove you wrong, and only a full blow is the key to victory." Billis shook his head, his vicious gaze looked at the black lion flag of Arrod opposite, and said resentfully.

"Whoa, whoa." Suddenly, from the rear of Bilis's left flank, there was a heavy sound of stomping on the ground, and a roar like a stream of water sounded, and soon before Arold and the others appeared a terrible army, these men wore pointed iron helmets, a small metal inlaid battle skirt up to the knees, and leather inlaid iron gloves with four fingers together, and a heavy double-edged battle axe, and no one could see their faces, because they wore iron masks on their faces, The cold mask and the iron armor on his body reflected the cold light.

"The gods are above, and he even brought the guards of Prince Ward, the Grand Chief of Mecklenburg." When Marty saw the appearance of this iron army, his face turned pale, and his body trembled slightly involuntarily. (To be continued......)