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Facing the charge of the chainmail heavy cavalry, Chris only had time to move a step to the right and split the deadliest cavalry, but he couldn't avoid facing the heavy war horse under the crotch of the chainmail heavy cavalry.

"Bang!" the heavy steed knocked Chris aside as if he had kicked away a small rock, and the latter's weapon fell to the ground as a stream of blood slowly flowed from under the overhead.

"!" Herman put the knight's sword back into its sheath, tied the steel iris shield to his back with a belt and buckle, and rushed out of the shield array, "Ah Tie, follow me!"

"Yes, Lord Ronald!" Iron threw the thick wooden shield behind his back, and rushed out with Herman in both hands with the hammer.

After knocking Chris down, the chainmail heavy cavalry rushed in Herman's direction.

Herman didn't even think about it, rolling to the left and throwing himself on the ground, the head of the chainmail heavy cavalry's cavalry spear brushing the soles of his leather boots.

The chainmail heavy cavalry seemed to snort. But he didn't go back with his horse, but continued to shake the reins to urge the horse to rush towards the shield as fast as possible - any heavy cavalry was extremely taboo to change too much direction of action during the charge, and he decided to continue to maintain the same direction and impact the shield array: although the hedgehog-shaped shield array and the shield wall could perfectly block the impact of the infantry and light cavalry, the defensive effect of the heavy cavalry could only be said to be much better than that of the ordinary formation.

"Get me down!!" Ah Tie waved the sledgehammer he had used to forge steel with both hands, circled twice above his head, and then smashed it towards the chainmail heavy cavalry. The latter first had his riding spear smashed off his waist, and then the whole person was knocked off his horse with a hammer in the chest.

The chainmail heavy cavalry was just about to struggle to get up, but there was only a black shadow in his sight that was getting bigger and bigger.

"Poof!" With a dull thud, a headless corpse with blood, broken bones, brains, and broken chainmail rings remained on the ground, and Iron picked up the hammer and continued to follow Herman's footsteps towards where Chris had fallen.

Because they were in a forest area, the Brel family's chainmail heavy cavalry and knights could not form a dense cavalry charge formation such as a cone formation or a square formation, and could only charge from the forest alone towards the team in the road: even if not as strong as on the plains. But at all times, the charge of the heavy cavalry was not to be underestimated.

The commander of the opposing side also saw that his infantry had been wiped out so that it would not hinder the charge of his heavy cavalry, so he gave the order to charge: although this would inevitably lead to the loss of some of his own infantry. However, the damage is greater for enemies that have already been smashed to pieces.

Herman rolled around and crawled to dodge the knight's sword and spear that beckoned him along the way, and ran to get down on one knee next to Chris, who didn't know whether he was alive or dead. After taking off Chris's helmet and trying his breath, Herman picked up the Knowles-style long-handled battle axe from the ground and yelled at Ah Tie, who had just arrived, "Ah Tie, you carry Chris back." I'll cover you!"

"Yes. Lord Ronald!" "Ah Tie didn't have much space because he was carrying a shield and a hammer, so he simply came to a princess hug and picked Chris up and ran wildly the way he came.

It was very eye-catching for a big man who stood up a head taller than all the Northland war horses to gallop wildly, and the attention of many chainmail heavy cavalry and knights was focused on him, and even many of them turned the direction of the charge to his direction.

Herman stepped back slowly, warily holding a Knowles-style tomahawk. A chainmail heavy cavalry rushed forward with a sword, a roar of unknown meaning coming out of his mouth, and the target was Ah Tie, who was holding Chris behind Herman.

Calculating the distance, Herman himself slammed from left to right. The Knowles-style long-handled battle axe slashed into the horse's ribcage precisely before the long sword of the chainmail heavy cavalry slashed at it, and the sharp blade of the axe cut a straight hole.

The horse neighed and fell to the ground in sharp pain from the exposed internal organs. The chainmail heavy cavalry was swept out and fell in front of the shield array before he could react, and as soon as he got up, he was nailed to the shoulder with a spear by a shield spearman, and Heloise ran out and stabbed with a double-edged sword, and the blood that came out sprayed his face.

Constantly moving his position, Herman saw an opportunity to once again swing his Knowles-style long-handled battle axe, splitting a large hole in the abdomen of a whistling Brell knight, and blood and internal organs splattered directly.

The frightened horse continued to charge towards Herman, who took advantage of the previous momentum of the Norse-style tomahawk to round around again and slash the horse's head off.

Nearly the upper half of his hood, robe, and heavy chain mail were stained crimson with blood, and Herman was nearly hit by the headless carcass of the horse. Even if he dodged in time, Herman's right side of his body was inevitably rubbed by the horse's corpse, and his skin was burning and aching.

Using as fast as he could, Herman stumbled back into the shield formation, sat on the ground and let out a sigh: "Ah Tie, how is it? Is Chris still alive?"

"Lord Ronald, Lord Lynn is still alive. Ah Tie habitually wanted to scratch his big bald head, and now he could only scratch his helmet, "He now looks a little injured and unharmed - I wanted to see if he was injured, but he immediately jumped up I think I don't think a seriously injured person can be so powerful." ”

"It's okay not to die. You hurry up and replenish the shield array. Heloise, you quit and look at Chris. Herman placed the Norse-style battle axe beside Chris, and without even looking at him, he slipped back into the shield with his shield and the knight's sword in hand. Didn't notice the angry and disgruntled look in Chris's eyes.

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After nearly two hours of death-and-death fighting, the forces of the Marquis of Jarvis began to crumble.

At this time, Herman was not as clean as he had been at the beginning of the ambush, his body was covered with the blood and brains of his comrades and enemies, and his originally shiny chain mail was covered with scars from various swords and axes, and seven or eight arrows were hanging.

Herman's shield had collapsed half an hour earlier, and the mercenaries who had lost their collective cooperation were no match for the Brell soldiers, who lived in the forests and swamps all year round: they often only had time to block attacks from one direction, and the attacks of enemies from another direction were completely unnoticed, even by battle-hardened wandering knights like Herman and Chris. In this kind of chaotic battlefield, there is not much advantage in the slightest.

The only people Herman knew were Chris, Iron, Heloise, Orling, and Dugol, and his shield spearmen had been exhausted in the heavy cavalry onslaught of the Brell family, and not only that, but the other wandering knights and mercenaries who were in the same shield formation as them were also scattered. Only the six of them were still together.

"Wow!" Another Brell soldier rushed forward, wielding a sword and a battle axe.

Expertly holding up the shield with a short body, Herman's knight's sword in his right hand slashed a right-to-left semicircular slash from under the shield as his opponent's weapon struck him. Then the legs of the Brell family soldier burst out with blood.

Herman slashed the throat of the fallen Brell soldier with a single sword. Ou Ling, who had also killed a Brell family soldier with his long sword, suddenly pointed to a place in the distance and shouted in surprise: "Lord Ronald, let's go there!"

Herman looked in the direction he was pointing, and saw a small hill not far from here, where a large number of wandering knights and mercenaries had gathered. They formed layers of defense on the hills, and the Brel's soldiers below the hills were as powerless as the waves crashing against a reef.

Not only that, but most of the hill was not full of vigilant wandering knights and mercenaries, most of them were resting on supply wagons or lying directly on the ground, and from time to time rested people and those in the defensive line swapped places.

"Let's go!"

"If you can still breathe, if you want to survive, follow us!" Herman and the others rushed left and right along the way. Ah Tie and Ou Ling screamed as they ran wildly in the direction of the hill.

However, in addition to attracting the attention of more enemies, this strange scream has also attracted the attention of many of their own personnel who are fighting bloody battles just for survival.

Wandering Knights, Mercenaries, Sergeants of Fortfort Twin Bears, and Knights of Knights of Castle Twin Bears. More than 100 people followed Herman and the others to form a phalanx in a state of advance: the outer layer of the phalanx was composed of the soldiers of Fort Twin Bears and mercenaries in heavy armor, the archers and crossbowmen were in the center, and the wandering knights and fiefdom knights on war horses circled the phalanx, slashing and slashing the scattered enemies that approached and roaring the current direction of the phalanx.

Although the road is still rough, the phalanx formed by these people will not be broken by the enemy again in a short time, and this way of advancing is far higher than the survival of Herman and a few others who advance alone.

Even under the guidance of Herman and others, their own personnel also gathered up the intact supply wagons and war horses they encountered along the way. Taking this opportunity, Herman and the others also recovered their carriage and those horses from the chaotic battlefield, and avoided the big losses caused by this sudden ambush -- all the belongings of Herman and the others were in this carriage! Moreover, the value of the Northland war horses was priceless!

When Herman and a large group of people reached the hill in a majestic manner, more than 300 people, a dozen supply wagons, and a dozen knights on war horses were enough to dumb their own personnel on the defensive line.

Seeing their own personnel, who were also fighting for survival, the defense line immediately revealed a gap and let this team in.

When he arrived at the camp, Herman was completely collapsed on the ground and could not get up, and many people were also lying or lying, throwing off their armor and looking like a defeated soldier, and Herman, who was lying on the ground, relaxed his muscles as much as possible and began to rest, while silently feeling the itching sensation brought by the healing of various wounds on his body.

After pretending to sleep for an unknown amount of time, Herman was woken up by a large hand.

Herman opened his eyes, and the sky was completely dark, and Ati's thick face came into view.

"Lord Ronalde, get up, it's night. As soon as he pulled Herman up, Ah Tie handed him a bowl of oatmeal porridge, mixed with some air-dried mutton, "Lord Ronald, this is the food distributed to us by the quartermaster under the Marquis of Jarvis, please hurry up and eat something." ”

"Thank you, Ah Tie. Herman nodded, then took the oatmeal and began to sip it in small sips, blowing hot air and asking, "How's the situation now?"

"It's a mess!" Before Ah Tie could answer, Chris walked over with his overlay and said, his fair face was a little blue,

"I've heard from the others: as we broke out, the Sergeant at the head of the line said that the Marquis of Jarves had committed suicide, and that it was his Twin Bear Vassals who claimed that their support forces had been ambushed and had betrayed us - that guy had sent us here with the false news that his troops had been attacked by the Brell family's troops, and that he had led a large group of his own troops and the elite troops of the Brell family to ambush us. As he spoke, Chris snarled under his breath, "The sergeants of Twin Bears, under the leadership of several fiefdom knights and vassals of Twin Bears, have formed a ring defense line on the hills here, and if it weren't for them, our heads would probably have been chopped off by these forest savages." ”

"Speaking of blood, I am also a Holy Romulod, and you are also of Norse descent from the north, and even Ah Tie is a Norse, I hope you speak carefully. The corners of Herman's mouth twitched at the pain of the wound on his body hidden by the heavy chain mail and hooded cloak, "How long can we hold out, can we break through?"

"Hang, we're probably the last of us here, and now the hills are densely packed with the Brell family's troops. Chris slammed his fist on the ground, splashing a cloud of mud, "If you count the horses pulling the cart, we can have more than sixty horses, and there are five or six hundred people here!"

Suddenly, a flaming arrow streaked across the night sky, followed by a gruff shout.

"Mercenaries and wandering knights enter the position!" a fiefdom knight, who was temporarily acting as the commander, began to make the herald shout, and immediately jumped out of all over the hill, and the mercenaries and wandering knights with weapons and shields began to line up the trenches and fortifications that had been urgently dug on the hillside.

"This time it's actually a defensive battle, damn it!" After hurriedly entering the position, Herman and the others were lined up in the fourth row, and everyone was no longer holding the various weapons they had before, but a spear nearly three meters long. (To be continued......)