At the moment when the two steel torrents collided, blood splashed and flesh flew sideways, without any conspiracy, only the confrontation of iron and blood, the most primitive and brutal gladiatorial fight, and the collision of force and force.

Cavalry is the steel beast of war, their power can trample and tear all the impregnable phalanx, no one can resist the charge of a cavalry, knights are the best of them, their destiny since birth is to serve their monarch, for their lord, in them the combination of strength and beauty is vividly revealed, they are courteous and kind to women gentlemen, but on the battlefield they become pure killing machines, anyone who dares to stop them, will be trampled under their feet with horseshoe。

Surrounded by the knights, Julian led the knights like the grim reaper of the battlefield, and everywhere he passed, Noamun's army was routed and fled in all directions.

"Charge with me and capture Count Noamun. Julian led the knights towards the home of Count Noamun.

Edgar slew a knight of Noamon who challenged him, and then quickly followed Julian's side, protecting Julian on this battlefield is his only mission, even if the battle is unfortunately lost, but Julian must not die.

Noamon looked at the chaotic battlefield ahead, any of his soldiers were defeated, and the incessant wails and screams reached his ears, but the Count Noamon did not have the slightest concern.

"It's so young and imposing, but that's about it. Count Noamon thought he had won the battle, and said contemptuously.

"Hans, do you think our future Duke will be able to break through to the first level of defense. Count Noamon asked Viscount Hans on the side, and Julian had already broken through the first line of defense and launched an attack towards the second line of defense.

Count Noamon has arranged a total of four lines of defense, the first line of defense is the main force of the conscripted militia, but it is just the cannon fodder arranged by the Count of Noamon in order to consume the physical strength of Julian's army, the second line of defense is a mixed line of pikemen and two-handed swordsmen, and there are all the archers in the hands of Count Noamon in the rear, which will block the charge of Julian's cavalry, but even if the second line of defense is breached, it doesn't matter, in Count Noamun's deduction, Julian's army will have to consume a lot of energy in the second line of defense, and the third line of hand-to-hand combat heavy swordsmen and axe-wielding cavalry will firmly stick to Julian's army, to delay them here, and then wait for the arrival of Count Simon's army, and break Karazan's army in one fell swoop, and the fourth line of defense is the home of Count Noamun, where he and his vassals and knights are located.

Viscount Hans was a lean middle-aged man with a mustache and a fox cunning in his deep eyes, more like a merchant than a sword-wielding nobleman.

"What does the Earl think?" asked Viscount Hans, instead of replying.

"I think Julian will be stuck in the second line of defense, he is too self-conscious, when the number of cavalry is less than mine, he dares to rush straight to this formation, I will give him the first line of defense, anyway, it is just a group of worthless mud legs, I don't expect them to bring me victory at all, but the soldiers who have consumed a lot of physical strength in the first line of defense are no longer enough to tear the second line of defense with the same force as before, they will be like a quagmire and let the war enter a stalemate, and the anxious Julian will inevitably rush into the second line of defense regardless of losses, and he will suffer heavy losses at that timeand I will send out all my five hundred knights and a thousand cavalry to crush his army in one fell swoop. Count Noamon said triumphantly, with a very confident voice.

"Well, I don't think so. Hans's deep eyes looked at the Karazan cavalry as they charged towards the second line of defense.

"Oh, then tell me how Karazhan's army broke through the wall. ”

"No, I'm not saying you're going to fail. It's just that since Count Karazhan took the initiative to provoke the war, then he will not be stupid enough to be unprepared, I think he will at least break through the second line of defense and attack the third line, and he will definitely have a backhand. ”

"Since you say so, then it doesn't matter if you even give him the second line of defense, haha. Anyway, I'm the one who wins in the end, it's me!" Noamun seemed to be the roaring lion on his family's coat of arms, and that's how his ancestors carved out the land and built the castle in this desolate land.

"The speed of the Karazan cavalry seems to have slowed down, what does he want to do?" said Viscount Hans, confused.

Karazhin's army slowed the attack, and scattered Karazan rangers appeared on either flank of the battlefield, driving away the rout of the Count of Noamun like shepherds driving sheep.

"He was driving the soldiers who had been routed by the first line of defense into battle, as if to get them back into battle...... What is he going to do?"

Viscount Hans frowned and pondered, and after a moment he exclaimed, "It's really vicious, this guy is really a cold-blooded monster. ”

Viscount Hans hurriedly said to Count Noamun: "My lord, Count Karazan intends to use our defeated soldiers to attack the second line of defense. ”

Fear is the strongest weapon, and that's what Julian J. McCarvey's trick, he took the lead in smashing the first line of defense of Count Noamon with the power of thunder, and used the rangers on both wings to drive the defeated soldiers of Count Noamon back to the battlefield, there was a division of tigers and wolves in front, and there were rangers on both wings who killed people quickly like mowing grass, there was no way to escape, they had only one way out, and fled back to their army across the second line of defense, but so many routs fled back together, and they would inevitably pass through the formation that had already been prepared for the second long line, and the original copper wall would inevitably show flaws, so Julian could take the opportunity to attack。

Even if Count Noamon saw through Julian's tricks, but he had nothing to do, in order to maintain the stability of the formation, he had to order the slaughter of the fleeing rout, not allowing them to enter the second line of defense, but these soldiers are all from the same place, which can certainly deepen their bonds and improve the cohesion of the army, but at the same time let them tie their hands and feet and can't bear to kill their comrades, maybe there will be a father and son in it, Brother, it is impossible to decisively carry out the orders of his superiors, and once the Count of Noamon orders the slaughter of his own soldiers, I am afraid that the morale will drop greatly, and morale determines the direction of the war.

"Let the archers release their arrows, you can't let them break through the line. After being reminded by Viscount Hans, Count Noamon was terrified and hurriedly gave orders to the archers.

The longbowmen were reluctant at first, but in the end, under the threat and pressure of the commander, they reluctantly raised their bows and shot them into the sky. But only scattered and weak arrows were fired, and many archers secretly released empty arrows, and the knights were angry but powerless, for if they were to be pushed too hard in such a situation, they might rebel.

The scattered arrows fell on the bodies of these routers, but did not kill a few people, and even if the longbowmen were cold-blooded and cruel one by one, regardless of the feelings of their fellow countrymen, they could not stop the routers from attacking the second line of defense, because in the face of death, human beings will burst out with an unimaginable will to survive, they use their flesh to meet the spear, even if they are stabbed, they also want to survive, because as long as they cross the second line of defense, they still have hope of survival.

"It's too late, it's too late, it's too late! Noamun, you lose, you old lion.....!" Julian laughed happily as he looked at Noamun's soldiers who were killing each other in front of the battle.