Of the fifty cavalry, at least fifteen of the cavalry's horses were pierced by spears and smashed to the ground by the huge impact. But even so, there were only seven or eight serf soldiers around who had the courage to rush forward to touch up the wounds.
This resulted in only five knights dying at this moment. With the powerful physique brought by Breathing Technique, they adapted to the dizziness of the sudden fall to the ground. Even if they were lying on the ground in pain, the Knight's Greatsword in their hands cut off the legs of the serfs surrounding them.
"Ah!!!!"
Wails on the ground were heard one after another, including the pain of the war horses, the roars of the knights, and mostly the fear of the serfs after missing arms and legs.
Time on the battlefield was changing rapidly. The cavalrymen who were thrown off their horses fell into the siege of many serf soldiers. Other cavalrymen who reacted from behind rushed over to rescue their companions.
At this moment, on the side of the battlefield, Brandt led hundreds of majestic cavalry into the battlefield of the serf soldiers. Knight's Lance accompanied the charge of the horses, almost connecting the serfs. Many knights were not strong enough to throw them away, so they could only drop Knight's Lance and draw out their knight swords and start slashing.
But for Brandt at the front, the war made his blood boil. The looming shadow of the stag was full of fighting spirit. He roared, and the three-meter-long Knight's Lance in the palm of his hand was lifted up. The three or five soldiers with the long spears were shocked by the terrible force and were directly torn apart. The bloody and rich flesh and blood were scattered in all directions, making the already frightened infantrymen around him almost insane.
"Charge!"
Capture the thief first and capture the king first. In such a war, Brandt led hundreds of cavalry and rushed towards Baron Roach. Looking at the devastating cavalry rushing towards him, Baron Roach was horrified and screamed in fear.
"Quick, stop them, stop them!"
"If I can't stop you, all of you will die, just stop me!"
Facing the appearance of the cavalry, the soldiers under Baron Roach who had received semi-full-time training were still walking steadily and did not flee like the serf soldiers. They raised the spears in their hands, but they miscalculated the strength of Brandt.
This Bronze Knight peak Brandt is probably as powerful as the weaker Silver Knight. What makes these soldiers even more desperate is that the Knight's Lance in the opponent's hands swept across at the most critical moment, directly throwing their weapons aside, and then the oncoming war horse crashed into their chests with a force of hundreds of kilograms.
The bones were dented at this moment, and the soldiers flying out in the air knocked down more soldiers. When those soldiers wanted to get up, what appeared in front of them were large shadows and the iron hooves of the war horses.
Boom!
The charge of the Knight Legion is so devastating. On the battlefield of cold weapons, this is the most unsolvable force.
From the rear, the Baron Roach cavalry also rushed back at this time. Between saving their fellow cavalry members and their own Baron master, they chose the latter.
"Don't be wary!"
Brandt roared, and then the entire cavalry army split into two with tacit understanding and evacuated in the east and west directions of the battlefield.
When their tails also rushed out of the crowd of infantry, Baron Roach's cavalry finally arrived. However, before the men and horses could take a breath, the leading knight screamed in terror.
"Don't stop! Get out!"
However, it was too late. Facing the infantry phalanx of their own camp, the cavalry inevitably chose to slow down. By the time they heard the leader's voice, the roar of the iron hoofs of war horses trampling the ground could be heard in their ears.
They were very familiar with this sound. They had run like this many times before. It was the sound caused by the war horses going all out and not retaining any physical strength. Every time the huge weight trampled on the ground, it would leave a hoofprint that could erect a wooden pole.
They turned their heads, and what appeared in front of them were the cavalry charging towards them. There were fifty cavalry on the east and west sides, surrounding them and the surrounding infantry.
At this moment, infantry was scattered all around, and these cavalry who had stopped were unable to pick up their speed again. They returned to save their noble lords, but they also put their own army in a desperate situation.
Brandt The target also changed from Baron Roach at this moment to these cavalry and the infantry who were surrounded by the cavalry and were in disarray.
The strong wind roared in the ears, but the body of each knight was filled with hot blood. When they rushed towards the enemy in front again after more than ten seconds, the sharpness of Knight's Greatsword instantly cut off the heads of those knights who were as tall as them but not as fast as them.
"Kill!"
Two cavalry teams of forty or fifty people cut the huge battlefield into three parts. They charged with all their strength without any pause. It was not until the sound of the iron hooves of the war horses faded away that the surviving soldiers came back to their senses.
Intense fear surged into their hearts, and these soldiers could no longer care about the whistling and roaring around them. In other words, under such chaos and fear, they simply could not hear the orders and began to run towards the place they thought was safe.
Brandt in the distance turned his horse's head, not intending to expand the victory, but looked at the noble Baron.
Without repairs, the war horse's vitality and blood were constantly declining. He wanted to take this opportunity to end the war.
"Charge!"
The trampling of iron hooves was like the whisper of death on the battlefield. The soldiers who were in fear did not dare to stand in front of the cavalry. In fact, the calm breathing under the mask ended, and Brandt also came to Baron Roach's side. In front of him, the Knight's Greatsword in his hand fell, the tall horse's head broke, and blood spurted out like pillars and fell on his cold armor, and also fell on the face of Baron Roach, who was so frightened that he fainted directly.
It is unknown whether Baron Roach was really dizzy or just a standard attitude among nobles. In short, when he woke up in Baron Hatton's castle, Baron opened his mouth to bargain.
"I'm willing to pay the ransom, I'm willing to pay the ransom."
Looking at the smelly environment around him, Baron Roach fainted again, his whole face submerged in the dark filth.
When he woke up for the second time, Baron Roach had also been cleaned up and there was not much smell on his body. However, Baron Hatton waved his hand in front of his nose without hesitation despite the constant joy.
This plunged Baron Roach into great humiliation.
"Baron Hatton, you are insulting a noble noble of the empire!"
"Baron Roach, let's think about how many Gold Coin you plan to use to redeem your freedom. By the way, there is also that Walter Lordship."
On the side, Ryan said calmly, causing Roach's eyes to shift from Haton's face to Ryan's body.
"Lord of Frozen Earth Territory, Baron Ryan, everyone underestimates you."