Under the iron hooves of the war horse, the golden wheat ears were howling. They fell with the charge of the war horse. The outline and speed of their fall were the sharp edge carried by the war horse.
When the roaring knights charged to the battlefield, all the unresponsive soldiers in front of them flew out. These war horses, specially trained to supply the knights, had to knock away at least seven or eight people before they completely lost the terrifying power of the collision.
On the battlefield, no matter who the soldiers are on both sides, they will feel fear when facing the arrival of these cavalry. When the horses are close at hand, less than ten soldiers can react and raise their spears at the right time.
Among these one-tenth soldiers, including those who were not harassed by the weapons in the hands of the knights on the horses, in the end, the number that could effectively kill the horses and knock the knights off the horses was less than fifty.
"Don't mess around! Kill their horses!"
Ryan was roaring loudly. In such a battlefield where tens of thousands of people were chaotic, he didn't know how many people could accept his orders. At this moment, he finally felt the pressure of commanding an army in war.
This was not Zero Crossing Prefecture's war, but a cruel fight on the real battlefield. He saw the soldiers on the opposite side dying in front of him, and he could also imagine that his soldiers would flee, turning the battlefield into a mess. At a glance, he didn't even know which of the two soldiers fighting was his.
"Gather our soldiers together and come to me!"
Ryan shouted out seven or eight names in succession. These people were all around him. After hearing the order, they quickly gathered the five hundred Knight Retainer belonging to Frozen Earth Territory.
"Let the cavalry get close to the battlefield, blow the horns, and we retreat towards the wheat fields!"
The charge of thousands of knights has removed all the terrifying power of the collision on the chaotic battlefield. At this time, Ryan finally had time to restore order to his army.
On the battlefield, Ryan was dazzling, and the Mithril Armor on his body was more conspicuous than any flag. As he and the soldiers around him continued to retreat and the horn sounded, the soldiers on the battlefield who were red-eyed finally woke up.
As for those who are unconscious, Ryan can't control them.
After a tug-of-war that lasted for more than ten or twenty minutes, the distance between Ryan's army and Viscount Hogg's army finally became 30 to 40 meters away. At this moment, the armies behind both sides were filled with soldiers belonging to the other side. As time passed, those soldiers who unfortunately fell into the other side's army were either captured or killed.
Ryan took a cursory glance at his army. He didn't know how many had withdrawn, but in the open space between the two sides on the battlefield, the corpses on the ground made the soldiers on both sides almost lose their will to fight after seeing clearly.
There is no way, the shadow brought by death will make their boiling blood calm down, and they will be endlessly afraid.
"Lord Viscount, let me charge once and I can defeat their army."
Next to Viscount Hogg, a knight wearing golden armor covering his whole body, with only a thin slit for his eyes, spoke in a rich voice.
Behind him, thousands of knights and cavalry stood in line, so that other soldiers around him did not dare to approach, leaving a huge open space.
"No, there are many soldiers who are comparable to you around Ryan, but they don't have war horses. If you rush in now, something could easily happen."
Viscount Hogg rejected the other party's suggestion. In the previous charge, his cavalry regiment had lost twenty or thirty soldiers and double the number of horses, which was enough to make him heartbroken.
Not to mention that this charge was directed at soldiers from both sides. The losses of those slave soldiers were probably a bit terrible.
"Their losses are not small, and..."
Viscount Hogg has a toothache. Ryan's army came from the mine where they smuggled in. So where is Feriancino? The person who is expected to be Grand Mage's enshrinement may have been caught.
One Archmage, no matter how powerful it is, cannot be the opponent of hundreds of knights.
Both sides of the battlefield fell silent. Ryan let his troops hide in the wheat fields. If the cavalry on the opposite side really wanted to charge at this time, he would definitely tell Viscount Hogg what it means to kill one thousand enemies and suffer eight hundred losses.
In the evening of that day, following the verbal agreement between the two nobles, soldiers from both sides began to collect the corpses and those soldiers who were injured but luckily survived on the battlefield.
Then came the exchange of prisoners.
Ryan did not make any mistakes in the process. He let go of Viscount Hogg's two to three hundred soldiers, and at the same time brought back more than a hundred of his own soldiers.
"Ryan, where is Feriancino?"
Viscount Hogg also wants to exchange for that Archmage.
"He is not included in the exchange of prisoners. I captured him before. If I let him go, wouldn't it cause huge losses to my army?"
It is absolutely impossible for Ryan to let a powerful demon Mages leave. This is the candidate who will wait until the end of the war and Viscount Hogg trade it with a ransom.
Moreover, before that, he had to send this Archmage back to Frozen Earth Territory and hand it over to Mage Luna, hoping that Mage Luna could pry more wealth out of the other party's mouth.
When night fell, Ryan directly ordered to light more than ten acres of wheat fields. The fire lit up the night sky. It was not known whether Viscount Hogg would retreat, but with the light of the fire, Ryan entered Viscount Walter's castle.
"Ryan, you came just in time."
Viscount Walter laughed and wanted to hug Ryan. It could be seen that he was indeed happy.
"Lord Viscount, my soldiers were consumed a lot in today's war, and in order to hurry up and get here, we didn't bring any food. You shouldn't be short of food here, right?"
"Don't worry Ryan, I will prepare food for your soldiers."
"Yeah."
Ryan nodded and continued:
"From now on, we are no longer anxious. The position of my army in the south and Baron Freeman's army have blocked the road. It will not be easy for Viscount Hogg to go back."
"Okay, okay."
Viscount Walter laughed. He felt that this war was his victory.
That night, Ryan got the number of losses of his army, two hundred and fifteen people, and more than a hundred people were injured. The wounds caused fever and so on. It may be difficult for them to recover in the following war.
"Let the people from the Viscount family fetch water, boil the water and cool it before cleaning the wounds. Then wrap them in quilts and put hot cloth on their foreheads."
In today's environment, Ryan can't think of any good solution for the time being.
The barbaric war caused a huge number of deaths, but Ryan believes that the number of deaths in the Viscount Hogg army will be even more terrifying.
Early the next morning, many people in Ryan's army were still sound asleep, their muscles softened by the life-and-death battle and after eating enough food at night.
Of course, this was expected by Ryan. He had already taken advantage of the darkness to help Viscount Walter block the castle gate with stones. Viscount Hogg should not be willing to attack a strong castle guarded by more than 2,000 soldiers.
Sure enough, when Ryan stood on the castle and stared into the distance, Viscount Hogg's army did not gather.
"He's hesitating."
Obviously, after knowing the damage in yesterday's battle, Viscount Hogg didn't know whether to attack Viscount Walter's castle.
Regardless of success or failure, the result would be heavy casualties, and he would even have to send his own cavalry to dismount and attack as infantry.
This is obviously impossible.