"Damn Flo people!"

The large group of knights led a large number of retinues and serfs through territory after territory, getting closer and closer to the territory of Fort Carmel County. However, at this time, the count of Lens in the army looked very ugly.

Along the way there were broken walls and ruins. Not to mention the villagers, not even a poultry was seen. There was only a mess.

It was obvious that the Flo people had plundered all their territory near the border, leaving no trace of land behind.

"God guides us to destroy these heretics!" The church knights in the army held long spears and had already killed the barbarians in Fort Carmel countless times.

"The people of Flo will pay the price."

The nobles expressed their anger by criticizing the Flor people.

After a while, the view suddenly became clearer, and the next journey was a plain.

Fort Carmel County is located in the center of this plain, relying on a not-so-high mountain, while the army of Fort Carmel roams on the plain, dominating this vast territory.

The endless horizon and pastures blown by the breeze are quite beautiful, but coupled with the influx of troops, it feels a little more chilling for a while.

"We're almost there. We're going to Fort Carmel. Damn it guys, when we take over this castle, I'm going to make those Florian skulls into wine glasses!"

"Ha, I will add a grand touch to the family's honor!"

The Earl of Lens did not participate in the bragging and showing off of the nobles, he just observed the surroundings vigilantly.

Although he is quite excited at the moment and hopes to get everything he wants through this war, he is not blinded by ruthlessness. His military qualities are still there.

"Something's wrong..." Earl of Lens frowned, and a voice told him that something was wrong here, but he didn't know what it could be for a while.

"What a quiet place." Sir Charles said casually, but the next moment Earl of Lens's pupils suddenly widened.

"Quiet, by the way, it's so quiet here!"

The Earl of Lens finally realized what the problem was. This place was close to Fort Carmel and the center of Fort Carmel County, but it was so quiet that there was not even a single scout!

“Boom…” On the distant horizon, there was a deafening sound of horses trampling on the plain.

"No! Everyone is on alert!" Earl of Lens shouted. In his sight, a large number of cavalry wearing ferocious armor lined up in a row, and the horses rushed towards here at a trot carrying them.

After all, the equipment of the heavy cavalry was too heavy, and it was impossible for the war horses to run very fast under such circumstances.

But after the heavy cavalry, countless light infantry rushed out. Like streams, they separated around the heavy cavalry formation and rushed toward the Earl of Lens' army.

"No, they brought us to this place deliberately!" Earl of Lens figured out the key to the problem. No wonder the resistance he encountered recently was very sparse, and there were not even a few small-scale battles. Even if there were

Most of them just eliminated some levies. Most of the Flor people chose to plunder the territory. After the plunder, they left directly without fighting with them.

Now it seems that they are conserving their strength and want to bring them to this plain.

There are many horses in the land of the Flor people. Although the armor is also scarce and there are not many heavy cavalry, the light cavalry is much more than that of the Earl of Lens. It will be most beneficial to them when they come to the plains.

"Your Majesty, we are about to be surrounded!" a noble shouted, his face was very anxious, and the hand holding the lance was a little sweaty.

"Quick, before they form an encirclement, charge and break out of here for me!"

The Earl of Lens was not a newbie on the battlefield. Naturally, he knew that the situation was dangerous and immediately led his cavalry to charge in a weak area where there were not many light cavalry.

They have to get out of this rhythm anyway.

"For the honor of the Lord! Charge!"

"Honor is my life!"

The knights shouted slogans and followed the knight team, turning into a sharp spear.

Sir Charles also controlled his own horse to guard the Earl of Lens.

Sylvia's team was also among them. This time he led not many soldiers and cavalry, but more infantry.

"Oh, the weak and incompetent Dilmans!"

In the formation in the distance, Lopul, wearing heavy armor, looked at the actions of the Earl of Lens and sneered mercilessly, his eyes full of contempt.

Contrary to everyone's expectations, this successor to the great emirate of Fort Carmel, who usually seemed incompetent, performed well on the battlefield and was as vicious and cunning as the old chief. The troops on the Fort Carmel side

The mobilization and planning were all planned by him.

In order to convince the Earl of Lens that there was no plan, he even used a lot of light infantry to rob the territory of the Dillmans. Most of them were light infantry leading levies. This seemed to be extremely incompetent and incompetent.

Stupidity slowed down the cavalry, so much so that the light infantry participating in the raid were basically unable to leave if they encountered the enemy's army.

This made the Earl of Rens despise Lopul even more, and without any hesitation, planning or back-up, they just came here with a large army and fell into their trap.

This plan was cold-blooded. He let a large number of Florian levies die inexplicably, but the looted wealth made up for this loss, and it also achieved its goal.

As he spoke, the Earl of Lens had already led the knights to confront the surrounding light cavalry. The place was weak, and the light cavalry was far less powerful than the heavy cavalry. Moreover, the Earl of Lens led a large force to attack the enemy in one fell swoop.

It collapses at the first touch.

"Hahahaha, these barbarians are nothing more than that!" The laughing knight felt so content that the lance in his hand was stained with the blood of the enemy.

"Ha, he is just a brat after all." A noble snorted coldly, expressing his contempt for Lopul.

"Look, those guys don't dare to chase us at all. They are a bunch of cowardly guys. Their courage is as weak and filthy as their gods." A red-bearded nobleman laughed as he heroically killed one of them.

As a light cavalryman, he had already thought of bragging about his bravery to his son when he returned.

"Don't you dare to pursue?" Earl of Lens was startled, and then turned pale with fright.

"No, their target is not us!" Earl of Lens shouted, trying to direct the cavalry to change direction, but he couldn't do it for a while.

"Hahahaha, your nobles have abandoned you, now please use your blood to please the gods!"

The general of Fort Carmel laughed. He led the heavy cavalry like a tank and rushed towards the infantry team that had not escaped. He wanted to break down the infantry formation, while the light cavalry swept the formation on the flanks, killing those who wanted to

Escaped soldiers.

"Two hundred steps..."

"One hundred steps...

"Fifty steps..."

"Set up the gun!"

The general roared, and the heavy cavalrymen clamped their lances under their armpits and used their strength to let the lances lie horizontally.

"Rumble..."

The billowing smoke and dust were flying under the cavalry's feet, covering the sky, and the heavy cavalry team with lances was like the messenger of death.

"Pfft!"

Flesh and blood were flying everywhere, the heavy cavalry were charging rampantly, and anyone who touched their lances would be blown away by the huge force. It was a miracle that a whole body was left alive.

As for those who were not directly hit by the lance... they didn't feel so comfortable. They were directly hit to death or trampled to death by the charging horses.

"Help...I don't want to die..."

"Help!"

"Those Florians are devils! They are devils who blaspheme the Lord! I don't want to be here!"

The formation began to collapse, the soldiers began to flee, and the sounds of crying, shouting, and screaming were mixed together.

"Jeff! Jeff!"

A soldier watched the companion in front of him being pierced through the head by a lance. His pupils suddenly shrank. In his sight, the lance grew larger and larger, and finally...

"Pfft..."

Blood spattered on the cavalryman's faceplate, and the ghostly pattern on the faceplate was even weirder.

"Damn it, keep the formation, don't mess up!" Sylvia yelled, knowing that they couldn't mess up when facing the cavalry charge, otherwise it would be a massacre.

But no one listened to him, he was not a commander, and the only soldiers he could order were the troops of the Haig Corps.

But even the troops of the Haig Corps had their legs trembling. They are also human beings, even professional soldiers... they are also afraid of death!

Under such great fear

"Your Majesty, our troops are being massacred!"

"They can't hold it anymore!"

"Those serfs are a bunch of rubbish!" Count Lens cursed angrily in his heart, his eyes turning red when he looked at the soldiers whose spirits had collapsed.

He naturally knows what this means. Years of battlefield life have taught him that the collapse of morale is directly linked to defeat.

"Father, let's leave quickly, we can't hold on here anymore!" Sir Charles gritted his teeth, and the disadvantages on the battlefield woke him up.

"Go back? Impossible!" Earl of Lens roared. If he evacuated, the war would be a complete failure and he would lose the army he relied on for survival.

Rebellion? A crusade by other nobles? Or a peasant riot? He no longer dared to think about what would happen.

"But we..."

"It's nothing, we still have a chance!" Sir Charles was interrupted by the Earl of Lens before he could finish his words.

"Yes... there is still a chance... as long as Lopul dies... as long as he dies!" Count Lens's eyes showed an astonishing light.

"Follow me to turn your guns and charge as I do. As long as we capture the successor of Fort Carmel, this war will still be our victory!"

"Charge!" the nobles roared. Except for a few who were frightened, the rest followed the Earl of Lens closely.


Chapter completed!