Walking Knight

The riverbank was already a blood red in the setting sun; the blood had soaked the dry earth, and the battlefield had become incredibly muddy from the trampling of soldiers from both sides.

The Heavy Infantry phalanx was advancing with difficulty, occasionally stepping on wounded Vanguard Army who were still alive, who kept groaning. The Heavy Infantry soldiers in the middle would use the short blades at the ends of their spears to end their suffering.

After the Vanguard Army retreated, the three Heavy Infantry detachments of Golden Sunflower Territory also launched a counterattack, but unfortunately, they had exhausted most of their strength and, despite being heavily armored, they could not catch up with the defeated army.

Fortunately, Ron's Cavalry still had enough strength. After a short rest and replenishment of food and water, the horses were at their most powerful. Hundreds of Cavalry swept through the Vanguard Army's routed soldiers.

Officers who tried to rally their remaining troops for defense were immediately bound by lassos by Light Cavalry, and warriors unwilling to accept defeat were turned into pincushions by arrows shot by the Light Cavalry. Only the wounded soldiers who had lost their weapons and were kneeling on the ground were ignored.

Ron led 200 Heavy Cavalry in a series of charges that destroyed three small Vanguard Army that were still intact. Ron personally killed two Battalion Commander. From that moment on, the entire Vanguard Army was no longer able to threaten the Golden Sunflower Army.

Meanwhile, the Cavalry led by the two viscounts were firmly held back by the three infantry detachments led by Holmes, and Viscount Leo was unwilling to give up and tried to lead his Cavalry to charge Holmes's square.

However, the distance between the two positions was only 200 meters, and the horses couldn't get going at all over such a short distance.

Holmes chuckled as he watched the charging Light Cavalry.

"At this point, it would be good to take a few more detours to recharge the horses. If we charge forward like this, facing the well-organized infantry formation, these Cavalry will just be cannon fodder. Let me teach these inland nobles a lesson."

Viscount Leo soon discovered that the infantry phalanx in front of him was completely unmoved by their charge. When he was 50 meters away from the infantry phalanx, he had no choice but to rein in his horse and turn back.

He only wanted to scare the infantry unit that suddenly blocked their way to see if they would reveal any weaknesses and give them a chance to break through and escape the battlefield. He didn't expect that this unit was also an elite force.

Viscount Leo rode back to Viscount Isold's side and asked anxiously, "Isolde, what should we do? You have to think of something!"

Viscount Isold had always been in charge between the two, but now Viscount Leo was also in a state of panic. Fortunately, Viscount Isold, who was in charge of making decisions, finally regained his composure.

"Leo, don't worry. The army of Golden Sunflower Territory is still suppressing the fleeing soldiers. We still have time. We can't panic now!"

My Cavalry also includes many Barbarians war slaves, who are all born horse Cavalry.

Next, we'll split our Cavalry into two groups. I'll lead the Cavalry to draw their attention and disrupt their formation, while you lead the horse Cavalry to attack their exposed weak points. Once we can create an opening, we can retreat."

"Okay, whatever you say!"

Just after the two viscounts reactivated the Cavalry, Viscount Isold deliberately led the Cavalry in several circles, intending to build up momentum.

Just as Isolde was leading his Cavalry in a zigzag pattern, cutting diagonally through Holmes's infantry phalanx, Holmes's infantry phalanx changed.

Holmes, who had been waiting for this, gave the order, and the first three ranks of soldiers in the square formation laid their spears flat and charged at the Vanguard Army Cavalry, who had exposed their flanks.

Holmes's infantry phalanx quickly began to accelerate. The distance of less than a hundred meters was not long, and in just over ten seconds, the cold light reflected from the tips of the infantry phalanx's spears was already reflected in the pupils of the warhorses.

By the time Viscount Isold discovered everything, it was too late. The infantry's impact had reached its limit, and they could be called Walking Knight. Faced with such an attack, even the sensitive warhorses began to stir, and even the most experienced Cavalry could not control them.

The startled warhorse instinctively reared up, exposing the rider's vulnerable waist and abdomen to the hail of bullets.

The Green Steed ridden by Viscount Isold's personal guard was pierced by seven spear tips simultaneously. Blood splattered down the grooves onto the visor of the Cavalry behind him, and the guard fell to the ground, his neck broken and clearly beyond saving.

Some riders tried to rein in their horses and turn, but the flank lancers had already surrounded them like crab claws, and dozens of long lances swept across the horses' legs—the crisp sound of iron-clad lance shafts breaking shinbones mixed with the roar of horses falling to the ground, shaking the entire Pastureland.

The entire Cavalry formation was thrown into complete chaos. Some tried to dodge but were blocked by their comrades on the flanks. People and horses were jostled together, and these Cavalry who lost speed became easy targets.

At this moment, a passage suddenly opened up in the middle of the gun formation, and two hundred halberd bearers rushed out. These halberd bearers were Holmes's old subordinates, all of whom were elites of the Iron Birch Territory Border Defense Brigade.

They raised their halberds and brandished them, specifically targeting the elite Cavalry in armor, their crescent blades aimed at slicing through the seams of their armor.

An officer riding Red Mane Horse had just cut two spears when he was hooked on the leg armor by three halberd blades and dragged off the horse. Immediately afterwards, another halberd blade smashed directly into his helmet.

Just then, Viscount Leo arrived with his horse Cavalry to provide support, but the two sides were already locked in a fierce battle, and the horse Cavalry' bows and arrows were completely ineffective. As a last resort, Viscount Leo led his horse Cavalry into the battlefield to try to rescue Viscount Isold.

But Holmes also noticed them, and with his deliberate arrangement, the spearmen lined up with their spears to guide the frightened warhorses toward Viscount Leo.

These dozens of frightened horses directly disrupted Viscount Leo's formation, and soon, taking advantage of this opportunity, another Reserve Force of Holmes rushed over and surrounded Viscount Leo's troops.

As the setting sun stretched the shadow of the broken spear, the remaining hundred or so riders were compressed into the spear formation, with Viscount Leo supporting Viscount Isold, whose left arm was injured, to prevent him from falling off his horse.

"Old friend, it seems we're doomed this time!"