Several servants cut down the branches in the woods with tools, but fortunately, in this era when human activity was not very frequent, dense forests were everywhere, and there was no shortage of wood as a versatile material. Arold commanded the servants to cut the ends of the stakes into sharp parts, and to put them in a row during the battle, and the archers hid behind these stakes to shoot, which was an impenetrable line of defense for the cavalry, and the only thing to worry about was that the knights dismounted and walked.

Because of the abundance of manpower, dozens of sharp wooden stakes were quickly cut down and made, and they were tidied up with tough tree vines and placed on the lotus cart, which were prepared as wartime supplies, and after resting for half a day, Sir Able was worried about the battle situation and immediately ordered to continue on the road, he did not know that at the same time, the Earl of Lauzitz, who was in charge of attacking Braunschweigshire, was under fierce attack by the Duke of Saxony, and in less than a day, the Earl of Lauzitz on the right was defeated and fled into the castle, The way the news of the defeat spread by word of mouth in the backward world was not known to Sir Ebel, and the heralds sent by the Duke of Mason were subsequently caught up with Sir Ebel's army.

"Across the river is Cliffshire." Arold followed Sir Abel and saw a small river in front of him, along which lay a few small villages, a mill that roared with the power of the river, and the sound of the wind drifting with the bells of a monastery not far away, a peaceful and prosperous territory.

"Ah~~~." When Sir Able appeared, the peasants with baskets on their backs on the paths between the villages scattered in terror, they had heard from the lord of the castle that they were in a dispute with the Masons, but they did not expect that the Masons' army would suddenly enter their county, and the farmers in the territory of human instinct ran towards their villages, as if they could only get the slightest comfort when they returned to their homes.

"That's Cliff Castle." Each county had a castle to rule and defend on, built on a jutting cliff, with steep overhangs on three sides and a hillside path, so that anyone attacking the castle had to face on his back the tower, and the arrows fired by the archers in the shooting holes of the towers would rain down unceremoniously against the invaders, and in the Middle Ages, when the technology was backward, even such a castle seemed like a tube tower to Arrod, it would take months or even a year or two to breach.

"Bypass, we will go around as soon as possible to the Duke of Saxony to attack in the rear of the army in Göttingen." Sir Able swung his sword on his horse and shouted to the knights and soldiers behind him, and when he heard the knight's order, his troops accelerated their march past the castle.

"What are these Masons doing?" The nobles of the castle lay on the battlements, and from there looked down at the enemy army that passed through the territory, neither burning nor stopping towards the border, which was a series of hills and forests.

"Shall we strike out, after all, it is a contempt for the Krell people to pass through our territory like this." A knight stationed in the castle said to the nobles who defended the city with his head held high.

"But we don't have enough troops." The nobles defending the city turned their heads and said to the knights, most of the soldiers in the castle were transferred by the Duke of Saxony and followed the Duke to Göttingen to fight, and now only the old, weak, sick and disabled and dozens of knights left behind in the castle remain.

"Just let me lead the knights on the march." The knight said confidently, although the knights are generally very confident in their combat skills, but the knight who stayed behind was not reckless, he saw from the watchtower that Sir Able was leading a team composed mostly of light infantry, and the light infantry without armor could not resist the knight's charge.

"They also have knights, and there are fifty mounted spears under the pennant, which you can't deal with." The nobleman defending the city didn't plan to attack, he was ordered to guard the castle, so he just had to stay behind the strong city walls, anyway, the other party didn't make trouble in this territory, and waited calmly for the other party to leave, isn't it? He really couldn't understand the thoughts of these warlike knights, but he couldn't stop them, because the knights had the right to really command the military forces in this castle, so when the knight insisted on leading his companions out of the city, the nobleman who guarded the city could only draw a cross on his chest and pray to the god of Lu.

"Sir Able, look, a group of knights rushed out of the castle." When Arold heard the movement behind him, he turned his head from his horse to see a group of knights in chain mail and various colored smocks, charging straight from the drawbridge of the castle towards the rear of his team, and at this time Sir Abel's knights of the Inner House were at the head of the group, and they stayed with Sir Ebel.

"Damn Mrs. Clay, who's going to deal with these knights." Sir Able rode his horse, and he turned his horse and asked the knights around him.

"Why do you bother to use your knights of the Inner Palace, why don't you let this sharp-toothed squire lead the infantry to solve it." Stan Knight lifted his mask and suggested to Sir Able with a non-smiling smile.

"Let the infantry solve it?" Sir Able couldn't see his face with his helmet on, but he seemed to be very puzzled by the tone of his voice, so he asked.

"Yes, my lord, we must speed up the march, how can we send elite knights just because there are only a few dozen Krev knights, if there is a loss, then what should we do against the Duke of Saxony." Immediately, the other knights of the Inner House advised that these people were all friends with Stan, and that one of the knights of the Inner House suggested that Sir Able should not listen, but almost all of the knights of the Inner House said so, which made him have to think about it.

"Alright, Arrod, you bring a hundred infantry to drag Kref Knight down." Sir Able had no choice but to order, but he paused and continued, "Be careful, if you can't resist retreating to the frontier hills ahead, where we camp and wait for you, and if there are any requirements, I will let the adjutant help you prepare." ”

"Sir Sir, please see how I deal with these knights." Arrod knew that he had offended Knight Stan and the others, but he didn't expect them to retaliate so quickly, but he also wanted to see if he had the ability to command the army, so he agreed.

"Arrod be careful, find a place where the terrain is not easy to charge." Ser Wendell and Yves were alone among Sir Ebel's knights in the Inner Palace, and they could only ride up to Arrod and warn him.

"I remember." Arold nodded, drew his saber and rode on his long-haired strange horse, and pointed two hundred people to the rear baggage team.

When Sir Able led the knights and most of the men on, leaving only Arold and the two hundred men behind, the knights of Kref who followed behind them were not in a hurry, they rode slowly and slowly a hundred paces away, and in front of them was a circle of heavy wagons connected end to end, Arold's only request was to let some of the caravans in the logistics baggage team remain, and then he formed these caravans into a mobile city, Two hundred infantrymen armed with shields and spears entered and stood in front of Mrs. Clay.

"Do these stupid Masons think this kind of thing will stop us?" The Kref Knights shrugged off the rudimentary caravan defenses, believing that they would be able to crush the cowardly creatures with a single charge of their own.

"Drive ~~~~~ for honor." The knights of Kref shouted battle horns and charged at Arrod's chariot with their pistols held high, and although there were only a few dozen knights, the sound of horses' hooves was earth-shattering to the ears of the infantry in the caravan.

"If I had given a little more time, I would have been able to build a force that would have made the knights look bad, but that's all I have to do now." Arold stared closely at the knights who were getting closer and closer outside the car, and couldn't help but think in his heart, this simple chariot formation did not seem to be able to withstand the knights' charge, but it was enough to delay their terrible charge, after all, there were many people on his side.

"Cook people, soldiers, knights." Marcos squeezed to Arrod's side and said, he really admired Arrod's wit, and in such a short time thought of forming a chariot formation with these simple caravans transporting baggage, so that the soldiers could avoid the charge of the knights on the empty plain, knowing that the cavalry charge of the heavy cavalry would be unbearable even for an elite army.

"I knew what to do, and I tried to calm the hearts of the soldiers, and ordered the soldiers with spears to come forward, and our men were waiting in the rear with the secret weapons I gave them." Arold ordered Marcos, and then walked towards the center of the formation, he didn't have a golden light body, and he was about to withstand the biggest impact of the knight's charge in the first row, don't start fighting himself, the main general fell first.

"Cook people with virtue." Marcos said in a strange tone, as for Arold's secret weapon, it was made by Arold when he was still in Duke Mason's territory before departure, although he didn't expect that it would be used on the battlefield one day, but that thing did have a set against knights.

"Rush~~~." Just after Arold's order was given, Kref's knights rushed towards the chariot with their spears, and the sharp and shiny carbine heads overturned the simple caravan with the force of the horses, and the horses under the crotch jumped from the top of the fallen caravan into the formation, and the knights shouted wildly to throw away the broken carbines, and drew their swords from their horses to condescendingly slash at the Mason infantry.