Byron drew his dagger and severed the arm that had been clutching his thigh, throwing the thing out, then picked up the mace and slammed it into the head of the guy who wasn't quite dead.

He wiped the blood from his face, exhaled a long breath in succession, and looked around with his head raised.

Bodies were everywhere, and blood stained the land. Everywhere there were peony mercenaries busy mending their swords, as well as soldiers in blood-stained robes that had been stained red with weapons and rushing towards those who were in the middle of Baron Ekmerk.

"Are you alright? Captain. ”

A hired rider rode a blood-stained hunting horse with a spear at Byron.

Byron looked at the blood on his body, as well as the bloody soldier who had been smashed by himself, and resisted the desire to vomit, and moved his sore arm.

"Lend me your horse."

Byron pointed to the other horse, and his tone was polite but unmistakable.

"No problem."

The other man immediately got off his horse and helped Byron mount his hunting horse.

Byron grabbed the reins and looked from this position in the direction of Baron Floss and his army.

Compared to Byron, Baron Floss's troops were not doing well.

His regular army did an excellent job of blocking the opponent's attack, and although the Chinese front had been cut in half, it was still strong. The cavalry on both sides basically ran out of horses and fought with the other infantry, and Byron didn't have to worry about Baron Ackmerck's cavalry for the time being.

However, there was a problem with the soldiers who were responsible for attacking the opponent's right flank, because there were too many levies in Baron Flores's army to replenish the numbers, the equipment was not good, and the combat effectiveness was also very average, and sometimes not only could not play the combat effectiveness but also get in the way. Although they kept advancing, the troops on the right estimated that they would not be able to rush in until the Chinese army was defeated by the other side.

Byron alone could not win this battle.

"Where's Bandak?"

Byron glanced around, saw Fatis still riding to direct the attack, and saw Alleyne who took the initiative to dismount and drive unparalleled in the crowd, but he didn't see Bandak.

"Bandak? He's over there. ”

The mercenary pointed in one direction, and Byron looked over and saw Bandak, mixed in with a group of infantry, unhurriedly winding his crossbow arrows.

"Very good, tell the others, keep attacking, tear all their formations apart, they won't hold out for long!"

Byron spoke to the hired rider and rode to where Bandak was.

When Byron arrived, Bandak had just shot a fleeing light infantryman, and then removed a steel crossbow from his quiver.

"Bandak, stop shooting those deserters. Lord Floss's situation is not good, find Baron Ekmerk, I will let Ellen assist you, Baron Floss is very busy, let us end this battle for him. ”

Byron passed by Bandak and gave a command, after which he saw one of the opposing crossbowmen aimed at him, and immediately rode away from the arrow.

"Listen to you, Captain."

Bandak glanced at Byron, and when he saw that Byron was fine, he took the military hoe from his waist and rushed at the crossbowman, knocking him down with one punch, and then slamming it at his head. Because the military hoe was stuck in the other party's skull, it took some effort for Bandak to pull out the military hoe.

"Baron?"

Looking at the military hoe with brains in his hand, Bandak sneered and began to search the crowd for his target.

"Pick up the speed and catch Flos!"

Among the troops, Baron Ekmerk commanded the battle with a helmet and mounted on a war horse.

"My lord, those mercenaries broke through the left flank!"

A knight rushed over in a bit of a panic, he had brought twenty men to support the left flank, but still did not stop the attack of those mercenaries, and the battle line was pushed to the flank of the Chinese army.

"Before they get here, we'll be able to crush Flos's forces. I will avenge my son, the battle will end, and the mercenaries will have to stop then. ”

With that, Baron Ackmerck put his helmet back on.

The knight could see that the baron cared very much about the battle. It is only when facing a strong enemy that Baron Ekmerk will put on his helmet to fight.

Baron Ackmerk held a riding spear with his own family emblem and stared at the snake flag a hundred meters away.

Beneath the snake banner was the bastard who killed her son, and if it weren't for his status as a nobleman, he would definitely torture him and then kill him.

However, the flank unrest intensified, and just as Baron Ekmerk was about to charge, a sharp armor-piercing steel crossbow bolt struck him at the collarbone and pierced the protective layer of plate armor outside.

Baron Eckmerk fell from his speeding horse, and the knight immediately dismounted from his horse and rushed towards the baron. When he lifted the baron up, he also looked angrily in the direction where the crossbow arrow had been fired.

He saw a squad of mercenaries rush into the phalanx, and although they couldn't break through the block, they were far enough for the crossbowman to attack.

"I'm fine."

Baron Aikmerk struggled to get up from the ground, and the crossbow bolt did not do much damage because of the double chain mail and plate armor. But when the baron fell, the soldiers around him were in disarray. The news of the baron's injury or even death, the impact in this case was extremely bad.

Instead of winding the arrows, Bandak picked up another well-wound crossbow and aimed it at the flagpole with the Emblem of the Ackmerk family. In the entire Rhodok Kingdom, there are no more than three crossbowmen who can shoot the flagpole from a distance of fifty meters during a battle, even if you count Bandak.

A spear stabbed Bandak, and the crossbow bolt managed to concentrate the flagpole.

The baron fell, the flagpole fell, and the Bandak, who had attacked them, also fell to the ground, dragged away by two other soldiers.

The knight of the Baron Ekmerk was extremely angry, he did not expect that these vulgar mercenaries would actually attack the Baron. He lifted the Baron up and handed him over to an officer in the care. He mounted his horse, took his spear and sword, and rushed out of the line of his own troops to the hated crossbowman.

He rushed into the ranks of the opposing party, his spear stabbed into the stomach of a Nord with an axe, and struck his way through the crowd of enemies.

He drew closer and closer to the crossbowman, and he drew his sword and let out a vengeful roar.

But at this moment, a moonblade long axe suddenly crossed in front of his war horse, and under the huge impact force, it directly cut through the chain mail on the war horse's body and cut the horse's throat.

The man slid far forward from the impact of the horse, and the horse fell to the ground with a neigh, crushing his rider under him.

Several peony mercenaries immediately came over, and they raised their weapons and smashed them wildly.

There were some dents in the knight's plate armor, but for him, the axe, the hammer, and the short sword had broken nearly four or five ribs in his chest, and blood was constantly pouring from his mouth.

The mercenaries put him down, held him down, tied him up, trampled him under his feet like a slaughtered animal, and then raised his arms and cheered.

And for the soldiers who saw Baron Ackmerk, whose allegiance had fallen from his horse and his own banner broken, the cheers were nothing short of a demonic roar.

Baron Floss also seized the opportunity and rushed to the front of the line with the remaining knights, shouting "Ekmerk is dead!" ”

Although Baron Ekmerck put an end to the rumor by returning to his horse two minutes later, he was unable to stop the confusion in the ranks.