When she looked up, she found that the cavalry led by Friesland, who had been attacking frantically just now, was now in a state of embarrassment, and kept running towards the bottom of the hill, and there were bursts of cheers from her side.

At first, Askar thought that they had once again repelled the enemy, but in the blink of an eye he realized that it was wrong, because the first few times the enemy often retreated in an orderly manner, and the next wave of enemies was already on the way to charge while retreating.

But this time Askar only saw the enemy's embarrassed retreat, but did not see the next wave of cavalry attack.

And in fact, this wave of enemies did not come up for a long time, and they withdrew without much loss, especially since the other side was obviously close to the final victory, but still did not hesitate to retreat.

This made Askar realize that something must have happened that caused the enemy to retreat in a hurry, and that this change was in the Friesland cavalry under the hill!

Reinforcements!

Reinforcements for the Pioneer Battalion!

It was the first thought in Askar's mind, and it was the only army in her mind that could reinforce them and relieve them.

So as Askar hurried down the hill to see what had happened to the enemy, and if there was really a vanguard army to come to their rescue.

Then she saw a sight that she would never forget.

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At the foot of this unknown hill, a knight armed with a battle axe and a huge shield led a mere four men to rush towards the cavalry led by Friesland, who were more than ten times more numerous.

Immediately afterwards, this team of only 5 people, like a tiger pounced on food, torn the Friesian cavalry under the hill into two, and the Friesian cavalry fell one after another along the way.

Even in Ascar's eyes, the extremely strong Friesian led the cavalry squadron leader Buniel, with more than a dozen personal soldiers to stop the other party, but like a mantis arm as a car, this powerful knight holding a battle axe easily cut off his head, and the entire interception did not affect the advance of this 5-person team in the slightest.

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With Aldrich's sorcery [Scream of Fear], Buniel, who was already in danger under Barron's attack, was unable to stop Barron's attack after being attacked by Aldrich's mental sorcery.

As Barron's tomahawk swept past Bunier's neck, the last thought in his mind was, "I should have run away first!"

In fact, Buniel's choice can't be wrong, what he is wrong is just a complete miscalculation of the strength of Barron and others.

It was because of his miscalculation that not only led to his death, but also caused the other soldiers of the Friesland Command to fall into a leaderless situation.

Even if the Friesian cavalry on the hill rushed back to support in a hurry, it was to no avail, in fact, at this time under the hill, plus the cavalry who had just returned, the current Friesian cavalry team was at least close to 5 or 60 people.

Obviously, there are more than ten times more people than Barron and the others, but some people want to avenge Bunir, some want to retreat, some want to surrender, and some want to escape quietly because they think of the harsh military laws of the four lords.

The Frisian cavalry team that lost Bunier is like a poisonous snake that has lost its head, although it can still move and bite, but as long as you are careful, the final result of the viper's death will not change.

With only 5 people, the cavalry team led by the Frisian army, which was extremely powerful in the eyes of the militia, was completely disrupted, and even the only knight-level powerhouse in the cavalry team, Bunier, was killed in the hands of these 5 people, and the ordinary Frisian cavalry suffered heavy losses.

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And in this case, how could Aska not know that their opportunity had come, and he held on to his weak body and shouted loudly: "The people of the pioneer battalion have come to rescue us! Although they are strong, they are few and now need our help." ”

"Victory is ours, now is the time for us to fight back, let's avenge our dead comrades!"

"Kill!"

As he spoke, Askar walked down the hill with his sword propped up his body, and when he saw that the militia around him had overtaken him, he ran down the hill with his weapon brandished, and sat on the ground with his ass no longer supported.

"Captain, I'll help you!" a familiar voice rang in Askar's ears as she sat down on the ground.

"It's Victor, you don't have to worry about me, I'm not at the time when I can't hold it anymore, you go and help Lister them, they need your help more!" Aska glanced at the people around him, and said lightly.

"But you're so badly wounded!" said Victor worriedly.

"It's okay, everything that should be bandaged has been bandaged, I can't die, don't worry, don't worry about me, don't you know my character?" Aska endured the severe pain and said flatly: "And Nat and Newman all died because of me, but I can't help them avenge them now, I can only rely on you, go!"

"Well, then you sit down for a while, and I'll go and help them take revenge and come back as soon as possible!" Victor understood the character of his captain, so he didn't say anything more, and chased after the militia who had already run away with his weapon.

The militia team that reinforced the pioneer battalion was originally close to 150 people in total, but at this time there were less than 30 people left on the hill who survived, and even if you added the lucky few lucky ones who escaped the pursuit of the Friesian cavalry, it is estimated that the total number of people who survived in the end would not exceed 40.

Moreover, this team of 150 people are all from several small towns in the eastern province of Lowe, and almost all of them know each other, and almost all of them are friends from the same village and town, and there are even many people who are related to brothers, uncles and nephews.

But now this short and small battle has caused more than 70% of the direct deaths of this improvised militia team, and almost all those who survived have friends or relatives who died in the battle.

As soon as the other militiamen heard Aska's words, how could they still endure it, except that they were really unable to move, they all rushed down the hill with red eyes, wanting to avenge their friends and relatives!

Originally, under the strong attack of Barron and others, the Frisian cavalry team, which had already been in flux, was like a camel crushed by the last straw after being flanked by the militia on the hill, and completely gave up the idea of counterattacking and resisting.

With the exception of a very small number who chose to surrender, most of the Frisian cavalry chose to flee in all directions.

Although Barron was slightly dissatisfied that the militia had scared away his 'experience', he still led a few men to chase down the fleeing Friesian cavalry.