Marty felt sweat soaking her back, and she understood why there was a proverb circulating in the Mecklenburg Emirates, "Ten Slavic warriors are not opponents of Master Boye, and ten Master Boye are not opponents of Warrior Ward." The soldiers of Prince Ward's guard, their cold masks revealed bloodthirsty eyes. They were huge and covered in armor, rushed into the middle of the soldiers of Marty, relying on the power of charge.

He disrupted the formation of the Marty soldiers. Ward Ward was like an angry bear, and he used his shoulder to hit the shield wall tightly arranged by the Wielle people with his shields, knocking the soldiers behind the shield to the ground, then rushed into the formation and waved the double-edged axe in his hand, as if cutting down trees in the dense forest, with broken limbs and internal organs flying everywhere. The Wielle people's howls were earth-shaking, and there were almost no enemies under the Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward.

"Damn guy." Marty's eyes widened and her eyebrows were raised. She immediately stepped forward, held the hard bow in her hand tightly, and hit the arrow with a barbarian, aimed at the Ward Ward's most sexually killed among her soldiers. She shot the arrow in one go. The arrow made a sound of breaking through the air, and instantly hit Ward Ward's chest.

"Woo~~." Ward Ward was hit by an arrow, and his inertia caused him to take a few steps back. He held the tail of the arrow and knelt on the ground on one knee, but even so, the Wielle people dared to aim their spears far away and surrounded him.

"It's hit, should it be hit?" Marty looked at Ward Ward with an arrow in her chest. She didn't even put down her hand to let go of the bowstring, but she saw an incredible scene. Ward Ward Ward with an arrow in her chest quickly stood up from the ground, broke the tail of the arrow in her chest, and continued to wield the battle axe alive.

"Wow." The Willers looked at the Ward Ward, who could not be killed with bows and arrows in fear, and fled in all directions. The spears and shields in their hands were no match for them at all.

"Be careful, Ward Ward was wearing two sets of armor, and ordinary arrows could not kill them at all." Marty's general immediately warned her. As the general said, these Ward Ward Wards were wearing a long iron skirt with iron inlaid outside. There was also a small and exquisite leather armor inside. Therefore, these Ward Ward Ward Wards carrying heavy armor would be slow to move, but only their huge body and powerful strength could afford this armor.

"These monsters." Marty bit her lips with her teeth, and before she knew it, she actually bit her lips. The bright red blood flowed on the corner of her mouth. She was unwilling to watch her soldiers be defeated like this. She spent so much effort and speech to gather such a team.

"What a pity, if Lord Momith is still there, then we can summon the army of the lords in the mountains, and only they can fight against Warrior Ward." General Marty said regretfully, shook his head.

"I don't believe we can't deal with these big guys." Marty felt anger burning in her chest, as if she had returned to the night when Momith was killed. One night was so dark, and there were the howlings of wolves outside the castle. She was awakened in a nightmare and sat on her wooden bed. She was worried about her father's safety. She walked to the window, and there was no news in the quiet distance. Then the servant sent by Mrs. Angelia told her about Momith's death. Therefore, when rumors spread, she did not believe the rumors, but the anger of revenge had already burned in her heart. Looking at her mother who was useless and crying all day long, she wiped her tears and summoned the soldiers loyal to Momith, and began to plan for revenge for Billis.

"Martie don't do stupid things." The general seemed to see Marty's anger. He wanted to step forward and grab the reins of the war horse under Marty's crotch, but he was still slower. Marty kicked the horse's abdomen with his heel, and the war horse neighed and rushed into the vortex of the battlefield. The general's face turned pale. Marty was Momith's only descendant. If she died, Momith's blood would be cut off, and the army gathered under the Momith's banner would scatter.

Just as the army on the right wing was upside down by Ward Ward, the center and left wing led by Arod gradually stabilized, and the spear phalanx even continued to advance. Under the dense spear, the soldiers of Billis were either stabbed to the ground or had to slowly retreat, but the screams from the right wing and the roar of Ward Ward Ward Ward brought shadows to this victory.

"Master Earl, should I send reinforcements over? Ms. Marty seems to be in a tough battle." Mayor Maxiu, who was beside Arod licked his lips and suggested to Arod that he brought a militia army composed of citizens for Arod.

"No." Arod turned his eyes to the right wing. He was a little hesitant. If he wanted to help Marty send ordinary soldiers, he was not a match for Ward Ward at all, but instead he would sacrifice the soldiers in vain. But if he sent the elite in his hands, the time seemed to be too early.

"If the right wing collapses, the enemy may be surrounded. It is too dangerous. Please allow me to lead the soldiers to establish a defense." Mayor Maxiu said respectfully to Arude. The son of the merchant who was enfeoffed by Arude was loyal to Arude. He wore a Slavic-style pointed iron helmet and a leather armored stud and stud armor, and looked majestic.

"Okay, but what is Julian doing? Haven't the Javelin Cavalry killed Billis's light cavalry yet?" Arod agreed with Mayor Maxiu's suggestion and quickly turned his attention to Julian and the Javelin Cavalry.

"Swoosh, swosh." Julian and the Javelin Cavalry lured the Wranglers of Billis to a place outside the battlefield. They retreated and threw the javelins in their hands, and the javelin flew towards the Wranglers chasing them in their rear.

"Ah~~." From time to time, the Wranglers were shot by javelins, screaming and falling off their horses, or dragging their bodies because their feet were hung on stirrups. This situation made the vassals who led the pursuit very angry, but they had no choice. They also lacked long-range weapons as light cavalry, and the Javelin Cavalry was active around them and threw javelins from time to time. This formation and attack method were repeated countless times in the training ground and arena, so they were effortless to do it. However, the Wranglers were just a temporary self-cultivator. Their main business was to cultivate the land, not fight and kill people. They needed to dig food from the land to feed their families and children. Being summoned by the lord was just to deal with the errand, but being shot through by the terrible javelin was not their wish, which led to the morale of the Wranglers being sluggish.

"Master Julian, it's the bronze whistle of the Count." At this time, a rhythmic whistle came from the battlefield on the other end of the hill. Julian and the Javelin cavalry, who were familiar with this code, immediately recognized it. This was Arod who was summoning them back to the battlefield.

"Well, it's enough to play with these guys. The brothers and brothers fled them on both sides according to the military exercises." Julian raised the sword in his hand and shouted loudly at the Javelin Cavalry. Hearing Julian's orders, the Javelin Cavalry quickly divided two teams and walked around the left and right wings of the horse-wranglers, showing an encirclement.

"No, these guys who should be cursed want to encircle us, withdraw quickly. Move you idiots." The vassal of Billis, who commanded the horse-wrapping people, was an experienced military noble. He quickly judged the intentions of the Javelin Cavalry, and shouted at the confused horse-wrapping people, but these self-cultivated farmers had not received such training. Some of them stopped moving forward, while others rushed out far away. Some wanted to turn their horses and leave, while others followed them blankly, which made their formation chaotic, while the Javelin Cavalry completed the encirclement in a very short time.

"The cavalry charges for the sake of the Count and for honor~~." Julian waved the sword in his hand, and the cavalrymen also pulled out their sabers, shouted and pressed their bodies against the horse's back, waving their sabers high above their heads, following Julian rushed towards the team of horsemen, and the ground trembled slightly due to the trampling of horse hooves. Dust and mud were raised high by the horse hooves. In a flash, the cavalry on both sides collided together. The metal sound of the swords and swords collided, and the mud sound of the human body slashed. The sound of the human body falling to the ground, and the neighing of the war horses jumped.

"Ah, damn." The vassal screamed with his right hand that was cut off. The blood stained the mane of the war horse under his crotch. The sabers equipped with the sabers were very good at slashing on the horse's back. The herders, equipped with only simple spears, were no match for the horses. After being cut over the companions, the morale of these self-cultivated farmers finally collapsed. They threw down the spears in their hands, pushed away their compatriots, and whipped the war horses under their crotch hard, thinking only to escape from these terrible jaggers.

"Sir, run away quickly, the cavalry team is finished." The vassal's follower blocked the sabre of a javelin cavalry and shouted to him. Under such a loyal follower, the seriously injured vassal was protected by his follower and fled to the distance. Other horse-wrapping people also followed suit and fled in all directions.

"Catch up and kill all of you." Julian roared, like an angry lion, his body covered with the blood of the enemy, and he was almost about to forget Arud's orders.

"Sir Julian, let's go back soon. The Count is still waiting for us." At this time, a Javelin cavalry stopped Julian's impulse, and his words finally calmed down.

"That's right, damn, I almost forgot about this. The Javelin Cavalry team returned to the battlefield. Is there any water? I'm so thirsty." Julian wiped the blood on his face with his sleeve. A Javelin Cavalry immediately handed over his water bag. Julian couldn't wait to fill a few mouthfuls of cool water. Hearing his order, the Javelin Cavalry turned his horse's head and returned to the team. The ground was now covered with the corpses of the Wranglers, but the Javelin Cavalry only injured several people. This was all thanks to their excellent equipment and rigorous training. With the pride of victory, these Javelin Cavalry galloped to the battlefield again.

When they returned to the battlefield, they saw thousands of people fighting each other on the plain. Two black lines were crowded in the center of the plain. Under the banner behind were generals of the two sides. The messengers kept shuttled between the teams and brought the general's orders to the front line. The front line moved back and forth to both sides from time to time. The sound of fighting echoed in the calm plain sky in the past, as if it was inspired by this murderous atmosphere. It was drizzling in the sky, and the rain hit people's armor, making a slight tingling sound. The exhausted and thirsty people raised their heads and opened their mouths, and then the nectar from heaven.

"The situation of the war seems to be unfavorable to the Count. Look at the right wing, it is almost defeated." The adjutant beside Julian raised his finger and pointed to the right wing. Where the Willers were already facing the situation of being defeated. The reason why they were not defeated was because there was a female warrior with long red hair among them. Her horse had fallen to death, and her head was completely separated from her body. But even so, she was covered in mud, and she still used a crisp and hoarse voice to fiercely squeak the soldiers around her. Under her inspiration, the soldiers held the weapons in their hands tightly and tenaciously fought against the huge Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward Ward War

"Well." Julian stared at the eye-catching red color between gray and green on the battlefield. His eyes twitched a few times, and at this moment the adjutant urged him to return to Arod.

"Mr. Julian, Lord Earl urges us again. Let's go quickly. Mayor Maxiu seems to have led a militia army to establish a defense line. Don't worry, even if the right wing is defeated, they can handle it." The adjutant said to Julian. Sure enough, the militia led by Mayor Maxiu established a horizontal formation between the right wing and Arod. If the right wing collapses, it can also play a role in buffering and defense.

"Carriers come with me." Julian seemed to have made up his mind. He held the sword in his hand tightly and shouted at the palariers beside him, then rushed towards the right wing with a bump on his horse's belly.

"Mr. Julian, what are you going to do?" The adjutant looked at Julian who was rushing to the right wing in surprise. The order he received was not to support the right wing, but why did Julian suddenly rush over as the commander? But the Javelin Cavalry who trusted Julian followed Julian tightly, and the war horses stepped on the ground and made a roaring sound.
Chapter completed!