Arold heard the strange sound behind him, and involuntarily turned around, he only felt a gust of wind that the spear-wielding sergeant who was let go by himself was close to him, and he had no chance to draw his sword in this distance, at that moment Arold felt that death was so close for the first time, at this moment, Yves beside him violently pushed Arold away and blocked between the two, Arold saw that Evely was stabbed by the spear-wielding sergeant, and he felt the blood in his body rushing to his brain.

"Yikes." Arold roared, and he swung his sword diagonally from underneath, the blade of which slashed through the spear-wielding sergeant's neck, his movements clean.

"Puff~~~." The face of the spear-wielding sergeant paused for a moment like a sculpture, he reached out and touched his neck, where the flesh showed a faint white scar, and soon the bright blood flowed out uncontrollably, and in an instant it seemed that the water that had opened the floodgates gushed out, no matter how much he tried to hold the wound, it was useless, his throat rattled, and he fell to his knees like a half-cut stake.

"You're fine." Arold didn't bother to wipe the blood from his face, he stepped forward to support Evely, who was blocking the spear for him, but fortunately, the broken spear only plunged into his shoulder, although the injury was not immediately fatal.

"Hurry up, the enemy will surround you soon." Evely said to Arrod with difficulty, his head tilted, as if he felt that the strength of his body had been drained, this simple young man did not want to drag Arrod down.

"Shut up, I've never left my own people behind." Ignoring the fear of killing for the first time, Arrod approached the group of sergeants who were being held back by the other armed servants with slingshots, and he grabbed Eveli and ran towards the place agreed with Ive, where he could hear the shouts of the baron's sergeants, who howled like wild beasts and waved their weapons.

"Oops, caught up." Supporting a seriously injured person, even Arrod, whose physical fitness had improved a lot after the crossing, inevitably stumbled, and the two who had slowed down significantly were quickly caught up and surrounded by the sergeants.

"I'm sorry, sir, but I'm dragging you down." Evely's face was pale, his lips bloodless, and he spoke weakly to Arold.

"Don't say it, I didn't expect that I, the Traveler, would die here." Arold said with a wry smile, regardless of whether Eveli understood it or not, although Arold had a trace of hesitation and regret in his heart, but perhaps because of the lack of family affection in his previous life, he couldn't leave his companions, and in his previous life, he knew that the fat man often took advantage of himself, but he just didn't want to turn his face with his friends, which may be Arold's biggest weakness.

They faced the sergeants who were coming back to back, and Arold took out a knife from his waist to cut meat and handed it to Yveli, and pointed his sword at the sergeant with the spear, who was already facing a desperate battle.

"Wow~~~~." The spear-wielding sergeants carefully aimed their spears at the two of them, pressing with their shields step by step, constantly compressing Arold's activity space, they knew the horror of a sword-wielding swordsman, but at this moment, a sound of horses' hooves came from behind them, accompanied by a rough roar.

"There is salvation." Arold couldn't help but laugh when he heard the roar, it was the roar of his brother Yve, who saw Yve, wearing chain mail and holding a horse pistol, driving the horse under his crotch to charge from behind the spear-wielding sergeants.

"Wow, Lord~~~~." The spear-wielding sergeants were blinded by the sudden charge of the knight behind them, and they wanted to turn around and aim their spears and shields at the charging knight, but it was simply a mantis arm that was beyond their strength, Yves's carbine was like a hot knife cutting into butter easily, the sharp carbine pierced a sergeant in front of him as a chest, the body of the sergeant was thrown high due to inertia, the war horse that Yves stepped on rushed into the sergeants, the sergeants crashed and trampled, and the other sergeants were terrified and overwhelmed.

"Oh~~~." At this time, Arold also roared, and rushed towards the sergeants, he brandished a long sword, draped in golden hair, his body moved flexibly in the crowd, and constantly used swordsmanship such as crossing, dragging, and alternating attacks to set off a bloody storm among the enemy, for the first time, Arold did not think and act as a person who had crossed over from modern times, he felt that he was the Germanic people of this war-torn era, he kept waving his sword, blood sprinkled all over his leather armor, and his ears were filled with the wails of the enemy.

"Help." The sergeants, who had been struck by accident and charged by knights, could not bear the flanking blows, and dropped their weapons and the corpses of their companions and supported each other in the direction of the village, only to be attacked along the way by armed servants who had beaten the water dogs, who may have lacked courage in the face of the enemy, but who were now full of confidence.

"No, no, no, these damn idiots, what are they doing? Fifteen people can't do five people, let them go to hell, or I will whip them to death. When Baron Dufany saw his defeated troops, he pulled his hair angrily and let out a roar of rage, and he lost his mind under the control of anger.

"What are we going to do Baron?" The knights of the baron licked their dry lips, they didn't expect that Duke Mason actually had such elite knights and swordsmen under his men, and they and the others might have underestimated their opponents.

"Knights, get on your horses, let's give Duke Mason's men a little color." As soon as Baron Dufany waved his hand, his squires immediately led the horses, and the knights also mounted their horses and picked up their pistols, leading their squires and soldiers, and instigated their horses to slowly walk out of the village.

If the victory of Arold and his brother angered the baron, then General Ralph and the others, who were watching the battle, were very excited and inspired, and the thought that their side had defeated fifteen of the enemy with one rifle made them look at General Ralph with confidence and eagerness in his eyes, and the general saw all this in his eyes and knew that his morale had soared, and he knew that it was a precursor to victory, and sometimes it was not the number of men or the quality of weapons that really affected the war. What really swayed the war was this elusive morale.

"Forward." General Ralph raised his right hand alof, then clenched his right hand into a fist and commanded with a wave in the direction of the enemy.

"Boom~~~~." Suddenly the sound of horses' hooves roared, the knights' chain mail rattled, the clashing of weapons, and the muffled sound of people coming out of their throats, their eyes spurting a desire for victory.

"There are enemy troops on the right, there is an ambush." Baron Dufone led his knights and soldiers straight towards Arrod, but the sound of the trees and the knight's carbistol pennant in his eyes made his men exclaim.

"Boom, boom~~~~~, Grazie, Grazi~~~~~." By the time the baron's men had just reacted, General Ralph and the knights of Mason had already let out a roar, desperately smacking their horses under their crotches with their spurs, and charging towards the baron's team in front of them, the sound and roar sounded like thousands of horses in the ears of the baron's soldiers.

"Hedgehog array, hedgehog array." Baron Defoni looked at the knights who were coming towards him in amazement, and there was no reaction at all, but his knights did not forget their duty, and they shouted at the sergeants and told them to immediately form a completely defensive hedgehog formation, because the Saxon knights knew that any change at this time was stupid.

"Ah, rush, Grazi~~~." The Mason knights lowered their pistols within a hundred paces and aimed the tips of their pistols at the sergeants who were huddled together, their shields and spears pointing outward.

"Peng, Peng, Peng~~~~." There were several muffled sounds, it was the sound of the knights' carbine hitting the shield, but the inertial force did not disappear after the carbine in the first row hit the shield, and the sergeants behind the shield screamed and were overturned, and at this moment, the knights in the second row burst in, and the carbine pierced into the flesh of the sergeants, and the brains that penetrated the brain burst out, and the blood splattered in a mess.

"Ahhh A piece of brain flew into Baron Dufoni's face, and he was pale, his lips trembling and he screamed incoherently.

Not far away, Arold and Yves were thrilled to see General Ralph coming to the rescue, and at the same time, the invincible charge of the Mason knights was heart-wrenching, and Yves suddenly took off his helmet and threw the barrel helmet on the ground, his eyes revealing fanaticism.

"Come on, my brother, let's go and make a difference." Yves said with a smile and stretched out his hand to Arold.

"Yes." A smile appeared on the corner of Arrod's mouth, and he took Yves's broad and powerful hand, and jumped on the back of Yves's horse, whose pistol had been torn apart and thrown away, so he also drew his sword and rushed towards the army of Baron Dufoni, who shouted and waved their swords high, and the two brothers fought bravely on the same horse.

This small outpost battle is about to open the war between the two Electors of the Holy Roman Empire, Arrod does not know how deep he will be involved in the future, at this time he just brandishes his sword and follows his family to fight bravely, the Mason knights did not mean to laugh when they saw the two Wendell brothers riding the same horse, they automatically left room for the two brothers to fight, this is their respect for these two heroic brothers.

"Baron, we are at a disadvantage, the soldiers can't stand it, let us escort you away." Although the Saxon knights resisted hard, the morale of the Mason knights was like an unstoppable flood, and they barely maintained their formation, but from time to time the Mason knights' squires broke in, and they had to suggest to the baron.

"Well, well, well, quick, get me out of here, I'm going to my cousin, the honorable Duke of Saxony, and kill all these damn fellows." Baron Defoni said incoherently.