"Heh, charge at me?"

Looking at the direction of the Earl Lens's cavalry team, Lopur sneered, but he did not have the slightest fear.

His eyes fell on the infantry battlefield, the cavalry team on the Fort Carmel side had already crushed the opposing infantry alive, although many warriors fell into the enemy's battle formation in the process of charging and could not rush to death, but in general, the opponent's formation had been completely chaotic.

This was an unimaginably brilliant achievement, and a group of cavalry scattered a huge contingent of nearly 1,000 men.

Now that the infantry on the side of the Count of Lens was only a scattered sand, there was nothing to fear, and the thousands of troops died in large numbers in several rounds of repeated charges, and the land was stained red with blood.

"My infantry, destroy them for me! The gods will be pleased with their blood! Lopur laughed and gave his order.

"Yes!"

The army had been completely subdued by the future Grand Chief of Fort Carmel, and they no longer had any doubts about Rappel's orders.

"My horsemen, I will meet the Count of the Dillmans, and show me how the Count's blood is different!"

"Follow in your footsteps!"

Once again, a large number of cavalry were mobilized, and they were coming in all directions towards the Earl of Lens's troops.

If this is the picture of the game CG, it will definitely make the blood of the players in front of the screen boil, if those aristocratic ladies will scream when they see this scene, the war of hundreds of cavalry charging and killing, just like the epic told by those bards, but under such a picture is the tragedy that makes them incomprehensible.

"The Lord will shelter our souls, and we will go to the Lord's bosom!" Count Lens roared, as did the knights of the Church beside him, they were the most loyal warriors, because their faith was incomparably strong, and in the face of pagan wars, even the abyss of blood ahead could not stop them, and they believed that when they died in battle, their souls would go to heaven.

"The gods will send down His punishment!" The warriors of Fort Carmel are also whispering, they are born warriors, and their blood is already boiling.

The distance between the two sides was getting closer and closer, and both sides had already put their rifles on the shelves, and there was nothing else in their sight, only the opponent in front of them.

It was a clash of cavalry and cavalry, a clash of steel, and no one could stop this terrifying force by himself, and the sturdy chain mail and plate armor were like paper paste in this charge, and the sprinting cavalry spears were like firewood.

The sunset of the dusk sprinkled the sun here, making the blood even more bloody, and the cavalrymen were picked up or knocked to the ground, trampled to death by the trampling of their horses, their visors could not give them the ability to resist the spears, and the headless corpses were hideous and dazzling.

"Father!"

Sir Charles' eyes widened, and in his sight, Loppel was like a ghost, and he did not know when he had reached the Earl of Lens's side, and his spear was sent out, piercing the chest of the Earl of Lens......

"Don't ...... Don't ......" Sir Charles wished it was a dream, and there was a sense of unreality when he looked at the Earl of Lens, who had been picked out.

He opened his mouth silently, and he was ...... at the end It seemed to see the corners of Earl Lens's mouth move, and his eyes seemed to be looking at his son......

"Stay alive ......"

It was an old father's last blessing to his child, and at the last moment he seemed to regret it, but it was not the war that he regretted, he regretted that he had brought his son to the battlefield here......

Sir Charles felt so confused that he forgot for a moment that he was still on the battlefield.

"Lord Charles!"

The knight slashed down a light cavalryman close to Sir Charles, and a shout of rage brought him back to reality.

"Retreat!" Sir Charles' eyes were full of tears, but he didn't have time to care about them anymore, and his roar resounded throughout the battlefield.

The Earl of Lens died in battle, died in the land of the heathen, and his soul returned to the bosom of the Lord, then he Shire, will inherit the title of Count of Lens, even if he has not yet gone through the ceremony, but from this moment on, he is the ruler of Rensburg, the ruler of Winterburg, the great and honorable Earl!

As an earl, he must take on the responsibility of being an earl, and he must defend the glory of the Chris family! And before that, he must live, if even he dies, then the Chris family will be completely finished, will it rely on those relatives to inherit his territory?

"Retreat!"

The knights did not know why Sir Charles suddenly ordered a retreat, but they waited left and right, but did not hear the order of the Earl of Lens.

Their pupils narrowed, and they had already guessed something.

It's messy, it's all messy, it's all about the professional military quality of the knights, but it's also messed up at this moment.

Chaotic, naturally no longer the previous power, although it was surrounded by the enemy before, but also killed a large number of enemies, the battle between the cavalry, how can it be so easy to achieve a brilliant battle loss ratio, but now...... Their mentality has collapsed, and they just want to escape.

Sir Charles looked at this scene coldly, he naturally knew how many people would die under this order, but he didn't care anymore, this war would be lost, and a large number of soldiers would die...... He didn't care anymore, all he cared about was whether he could return to Fort Winter alive with some of his knights, and with the help of the walls there, the Great Emirate of Fort Carmel in civil strife did not have enough strength to attack their castle.

"Soldiers, follow me!" Sir Charles's voice was deafening, but at the same time contagious.

"Follow me!" Sir Charles yelled again.

"Follow Lord Jazz!" After an unknown amount of time, a knight suddenly shouted and followed Sir Charles.

"Follow Lord Jazz!" Gradually, the team regained its backbone, and a noble knight moved closer to Sir Charles.

"Heh, what role can it play?" Lopper also noticed the abnormality here, but he only sneered at a glance, the knights on the side of Count Lens have already been messed up, even if Sir Charles regathers a group, but it is far from enough combat power, at least it cannot threaten him.

"Capture them alive!"

Lopper gave his own order, he could clearly see the coat of arms on Sir Charles's body, which belonged to the Chris family, and before that, Lopper could really see it, he clearly saw that the Earl of Lens had kept this young man by his side, so this young man was definitely a very close person to the Earl of Lens.

Now that the Earl of Lens had been slain by him, and if he could take down the young man as well, the war would be perfect.

"Protect Lord Sir!" The knights also discovered the purpose of the other party, roared one by one, and formed a triangular formation on their own, protecting Sir Charles behind them, they wanted to be the sharp knife of Sir Charr to break through.

"Knights, I see your loyalty, now let's break through the siege of these barbarians together!" Sir Charles held his spear aloft, and there was not the slightest fear in his eyes, and the Earl of Lens often let him lead the army when he was alive, so he was also a real general, a valiant knight!

Sir Charles's side was breaking through, while the infantry side was also in the melee, and after the formation was completely disrupted, the infantry on the side of the Earl of Lens could no longer organize effective resistance, and basically fought on their own.

In addition to leaving a group of light cavalry to continue harassing, Lopper also let his infantry encircle here, and he wanted to keep these light infantry forever.

"Damn it, how did it get to this point!" During the bloody battle, Sylvia bit his lip and slashed with his sword many times, making his hands faintly numb, his body was on the verge of collapse, and even his face was full of pale.

And the fifty soldiers of Hagrid's corps are long gone now, and at this time they are around Sylvia, and they continue to fight under Sylvia's leadership, but they don't last long.

"Retreat! Everyone, break through with me! Sylvia ordered that the war had reached this point and that it was inevitable that it would be lost, and that there could be no more turnaround.

Sir Charles led the knights to break through, but they infantry had to rely on themselves, although he naturally had his own war horse as a knight, but this time he dismounted as an infantry to participate in the battle.

"Let's go!" Sylviaho doesn't want to fight, and will evacuate after slashing and killing a Flo.

But his eyes were always on Sir Charles, of course he also knew the urgency of the current situation, Sir Charles could not die, not to mention anything else, once something happened to Sir Charles, then Baron Thors was afraid that he would be able to deal with the Dias family with free hands.

As Carl's retinue, Sylvia herself thinks about things from Carl's standpoint.

"Not good!" Suddenly, Sylvia's face changed, and she snatched the spear from the side without even thinking about it.

Sir Charles's mind went blank as he watched the sword in front of him slash towards him, and he could clearly feel the approach of death, which was an incomparably terrifying feeling.

"Whew!"

A spear swept through like a javelin, striking the approaching Flo warrior.

A casual throw doesn't kill him, but it can kill him.

Sir Charles instantly returned to reality, provoked with the long sword in his hand, and with the help of the momentum of the war horse, he directly slashed the opponent to death.

Sir Charles looked in the direction of the spear, and only Sylvia was panting, as if thanking God for saving him.

"Sylvia...... Karl ...... "Sir Charles silently wrote down this life-saving grace and led the knights to fight their way out.

"Stop, my soldiers, and let us enjoy this moment of victory!" Seeing the enemy already far away, Lopur waved his hand, and the cavalry, which was still galloping, stopped his steps.

"Hooray! Long live the Great Chief of Fort Carmel! ”

"Long live Lord Lopur!"

The Flo shouted in response to their ruler, though Lopur was not yet the Grand Chief of Fort Carmel......