Roger saw that the bandits who fled the way and collided with the accomplices who came from behind.

He saw that some bandits even began to wave their swords at their own people in order to escape.

Roger felt that it was time to collect the palace, so he ordered: "Cabinets attack!"

"Doudu"

The cavalry behind the formation were divided into two teams and circled to both sides. They would charge after bypassing the infantry in front of them.

Roger trained these cavalry and they would launch a charge to chase the dead and chase the north.

This kind of charge is different from a head-on charge.

They would not surround their opponents, but let go and rush the defeated soldiers to run all the way, allowing the defeated soldiers to constantly scatter the enemy forces gathered together.

Roger did this once in Toledo and it worked very well.

The cavalry began to chase the defeated soldiers.

Roger ordered the infantry to stop advancing, and he yawned, thinking that the battle was over.

Then he heard a faint thunder, and Roger looked at the clouds, unlike the rain.

The continuous thunder is getting louder and louder.

Roger saw a cavalry running out of the valley in the distance.

They cut and killed the fleeing bandits.

The bandits who had escaped quickly ran back crying and shouting at their parents, gathering with the bandits who were pursued by Roger's cavalry.

They have no way to escape.

Roger saw his cavalry rushing towards the bandits gathered together and wanted to disperse them.

But it was like an axe slashing into a thick wooden stake, and it couldn't be split open and stuck inside the wood.

The bandits who had no way to escape had their eyes red. They roared angrily and desperately pulled off the cavalry who had lost their speed.

Roger watched as his cavalry continued to lose personnel.

He was so angry that he punched himself in his thigh.

He yelled: "Cabinets retreat!"

"Du~Du~Du"

Roger's cavalry turned his horse's head and retreated, but the deep-sinked cavalry could not withdraw.

They were surrounded by bandits like reefs, constantly fighting against the waves, but were eventually flooded by the rising tide.

The sacrifices of these people are valuable, and they buy time for their companions' retreat.

Roger looked at the retreating cavalry with relief, which was also the result of training.

In this era, not all armies can retreat after falling into a melee and maintain combat effectiveness.

He looked at the battlefield again, and the cavalry on the opposite side were still fighting regardless of the consequences.

The bandits who had a way to escape quickly collapsed.

The cavalry chased and killed them relentlessly.

Danny asked if he would send troops to continue chasing him.

Roger said hatefully: "Let them kill you, let's watch the show."

The cavalry's losses were reported, and because the retreat was timely, the losses were not as great as imagined.

Roger was able to accept the reduction in combat, and he knew very well that there was no reason why people could not die when fighting.

But he thought that if the cavalry had not disrupted the situation, his cavalry could have won without losses.

Roger's mood was like a top student who scored 99 points. Although he still won the first place in the class, he was just unhappy and very unhappy.

The battle on the battlefield has ended, and there is no suspense in victory.

Roger sent an envoy to ask about the identity of the cavalry.

The messenger will come back soon to report:

"My lords, they claim to be loyal to the Duke of Bavaria Welf and the noble Countess, Lady Ida from Kam.

"Mutiyi, come check the flags and emblems on the opposite side."

Mutelyi, who was hiding behind the formation, ran over all the way, and he looked at it and said:

"Sir, the flag and emblem of the Duke of Bavaria is correct. As for Mrs. Aida, I'm sorry, I don't know much."

Roger ordered the messenger: "Go and ask again, Mrs. Aida's origin. Oh, by the way, did you just report to your house as I told me?"

"Yes, sir, I said we are the Catalan mercenaries hired by Prince Bosimund II."

"Very good, go, find out and report."

"yes."

The messenger galloped away again.

Danny next to him asked in confusion: "Sir, why don't you claim our name to Sicily?"

"Low-key, Danny, we must know how to keep a low profile."

Roger was too lazy to explain to Danny, put on the mercenary group skins and followed the little Boschmond to the advantage of being a little bitch, he ordered:

"Danny, the command is to be unified by everyone. We are the Catalan mercenary group and we are not allowed to disclose our Sicily name."

"As for orders, sir."

Roger likes Danny's character of not asking why and firmly implementing it.

He added: "From now on, don't call me lord, call me the leader."

"I understand, leader."

Danny went down to convey the order.

Roger, who was waiting for the messenger to reply, watched his soldiers cleaning the battlefield.

He didn't have to worry about these trivial matters, and his veterans who came back from the Eastern Expedition knew how to do it.

Roger saw Bosimund, and under the ten people led by Rinaldi, who voluntarily left the Taranto Fortress, followed the young master's veteran guards and ran to the battlefield to patrol.

Roger was very pleased. He thought that he was worthy of being the son of Boschmond, who was like a lion, and he dared to stroll on a battlefield full of dead people at the age of 8.

He thought it seemed that it was correct to bring this kid out to see the world. If he was still placed in his mother, the French princess who only knew about palace life, he would only be trained to be a dog.

Then he saw that Little Bosimund's face suddenly turned pale, he bent down and vomited, and was sent back by the guards.

Roger curled his lips, he thought, take it slowly.

The messenger ran back and he reported: "Sir..."

"Call me the leader of the Catalan Mercenary Group."

"Well, obey the order, the commander. Asked clearly, Mrs. Aida is the widow of former Austrian Border Count Leopold II and the mother of currently Leopold III.

"She is going to the holy land of Jerusalem. The knights there whispered to me, she..."

"That's right!" Muttier shouted suddenly.

Roger looked at Mutelyi helplessly, thinking, rashly interrupting his boss's conversation. He didn't think there was any problem, and he was the only one who was the one who had no problem.

Muttier continued to show off, ignoring the audience's mood:

"That was indeed the flag of the Count of the Austrian border, Leopold II, known as the "just" Leopold, who was originally a marquis of Austrian vassal.

"During the 'Biography of the Sympathy of the Bishop's Response', Leopold was initially a supporter of King Henry IV, but later changed his position.

“So he was deposed by Henry IV and his fief was transferred to Vladislav II, Duke of Bohemia.

"Even though, Leopold saved most of his territory, but lost part of southern Moravia, and was demoted from Austrian vassal to the Austrian border Count."

Muttier explained it very clearly. Roger thought that if history enthusiasts heard it, they would definitely applaud.

But this doesn't mean he wants to clap his hands.

In fact, Roger was very dissatisfied with Muttier's attitude.
Chapter completed!