The Teutonic knights, though holding wooden swords in their hands, were clothed in chain mail and were heavily infantry, and from the point of view of many spectators, it was an unequal battle. Although the Mecklenburg Legion had an absolute numerical advantage, except for a few elite veterans who were equipped with chain mail, most of the other soldiers were dressed in light armor such as cloth armor.

"Attack, break through in the center." Yves commanded the most elite Teutonic foot knights, who formed a wedge-shaped formation, stabbing like swords from the center into the array of Mecklenburg legions.

The Mecklenburg legionnaires stood side by side with sticks and shields, their legs slightly bent so that their center of gravity shifted downward, which was ready to meet the attack of the Teutonic knights, and with a ping-pong crash, the Teutonic knights slammed into the shield array, and the heavily armed Teutonic knights rushed into the middle of the Mecklenburg legionmen like knives cutting butter.

"Ha, that's good, Count Yves has won." Brother Elvet shouted excitedly, his arms raised, his two wide sleeves like the wings of a great bird.

"Huh." Dylan. Matt rode on his servant's shoulder, and he glanced back at Brother Elvet, although on the surface it seemed that the Mecklenburg regiment was suppressed at once, but Dylan. Matt wasn't worried about that, and if Baron Ron wasn't able to show himself well in front of Arold, then his glory and status would be over.

"My brother's attack was really sharp." At this time, even Arold pinched a sweat for Baron Ron, and the role of Count Yves was like a real military exercise in later generations, and the strong blue army could hone the opponent and frustrate the opponent, and select the commander who could really withstand the test.

"Ah~~." The first column of Mecklenburg legionnaires was beaten to the point that the Teutonic knights, these ordinary soldiers were the opponents of the elite Teutonic knights, although the variety of rich diets in Mecklenburg improved their physical qualities. But this alone cannot be compared with the nobles who received military education from an early age.

"Hold on, hold on, remember that you belong to the Mecklenburg Legion, and there are no cowardly cowards in the Mecklenburg Legion." The veterans of the Mecklenburg Regiment stood on the right side of the ranks, loudly cheering up the morale of the soldiers, although the array looked crumbling. However, they used a slight numerical advantage to resist the attack of the Teutonic knights.

"Lord Earl, why can't we rush over?" The Teutonic knight said puzzled.

"Hmph, these old German mercenaries still have a role, tell the others not to entangle with those rookie recruits, find those veterans, and beat them down first." Yves kicked a Mecklenburg soldier who was in front of him to the ground, and ordered those around him that Yve's combat skills and strength were like the tip of a sharp spear, and he was at the forefront of the invincible battle.

"Good idea, Lord Earl. Kill. Listening to Yves's orders, the Teutonic knights seemed to have found their target, and even the old German mercenaries became scrambling once they faced the attack of the Teutonic knights.

"Hah, it looks like Ive-sama has found the key." Brother Elvet said appreciatively, and sure enough, after defeating the German mercenaries in succession, the ranks of the Mecklenburg regiment became loose and divided, and many Mecklenburg recruits were afraid to drop their shields and weapons and disperse. Although it was a wooden stick and a wooden sword, it was very uncomfortable to hit the body.

"The Teutonic Knights are like a pack of terrible and majestic wolves." Even Dylan. Matt also nodded frequently.

"Your Excellency. If you throw in now, I can just make you pay half of your bet. Brother Elvet smiled at Dylan. Matt said, as if the dust had settled.

"Don't worry, Lord Gongxiang, the drill isn't over yet, voila." Dylan. Matt put his hands on the servant's head, and he pointed his chin at the battlefield.

"Hmm." Brother Elvet couldn't help but squint. Watch intently at the changes on the battlefield.

"Lord Count, our flag bearer, victory belongs to the Teutonic Knights, uh, what is that?" Just as the Teutonic knights were kicking the ass of the fleeing Mecklenburg soldiers. They saw another line of formation appear behind the scattered Mecklenburg soldiers, and when they were just fighting, they had no way to see clearly behind them because they were blocked by the first battle line, which completely violated the general battle formation, that is, the two teams advanced in an open horizontal formation, and the two sides fought a decisive battle.

"What the hell?" Even Yves was a little overwhelmed by the scene in front of him, and it was the first time he had seen someone turn a formation into several lines.

"Hey~~." The Mecklenburg legionnaires on the second front were all Prince Ward's guards wearing chain mail and holding large shields, as well as strong Vikings, and the first column of Mecklenburg soldiers who were repulsed hid behind them and were regrouped to rest, and in the face of this elite enemy, the Teutonic knights had to be cautious.

"What are the brothers afraid of? We are invincible Teutonic knights, ah. Yves spat on the ground fiercely, and he took the lead in rushing forward with his mallet in a nonchalant, and the Teutonic knights saw that the flag bearers were so brave, and they couldn't help but scream and rush forward, and in an instant the two elite soldiers were entangled and fighting.

"How about the palace minister, let me say, Baron Ron is not a fool." Dylan. Matt replied triumphantly to Brother Elvet.

"Hmph, don't rejoice too early, although Prince Ward's Guard and the Vikings are the best of the Mecklenburg legions, their numbers are not enough to deal with the entire Teutonic knights, and the Teutonic knights will win." Brother Elvet raised his fist at Dylan. Matt said, waving.

"No, Yves has fallen into a trap, and the Teutonic knights will definitely lose." At this time, Arrod, who had been silent, shook his head and said to Brother Elvet.

"What? My Lord Duke, this is impossible. Brother Elvet said with his mouth wide open in disbelief.

"You see, behind Prince Ward's guard and the Vikings, Baron Ron has also laid out a third line, but he is holding back, do you know why?" Arold raised his leather-gloved right hand and pointed to the side of the Mecklenburg Regiment below, for Brother Elvet to look.

"Hey, it's ~~~." Sure enough, Brother Elvet saw that the third line of defense of the Mecklenburg Legion was ready, but they stopped at a distance of an arrow from the second line of defense in the fierce battle, and just silently observed the front, but everyone knew that this was a new force that could be mobilized at any time.

"It seems that Baron Ron was prepared to be sent when the Teutonic knights were tired." Dylan. Matt said.

"It's insidious, it's not fair." Brother Elvet patted his head and shouted loudly. (To be continued......)