"Yes...Father..." Rebad took a deep breath and nodded heavily.

"Very good!" Earl Weasley pointed the banner in his hand abruptly, and then shouted: "Everyone! Charge!"

After that, he rushed out first.

He was not afraid of death. When he was young, he was also a brave character who followed the Imperial Emperor Kafite in the Southern and Northern Wars, but underestimating the enemy led to the defeat of this war.

He hoped that he could use this method to eliminate the guilt in his heart.

The knights and heavy cavalry behind him followed behind Earl Weasley and launched a charge.

Everyone has a full-length chain armor. Some knights can even be equipped with a layer of simple armor on their body, or to strengthen other protections. These are elite royal knights, not the erosion of the local lord's money. The Cavaliers can be compared.

The heavy cavalry is also like this, they are all wearing sophisticated full-body chain armor from the north, and there is also a layer of leather armor and armed clothing as lining inside.

The entire one hundred heavy cavalry held their lances under their armpits and stood up to aim at the enemy they were about to face.

A considerable part of the horses under the crotch were not armored, because they were suddenly attacked by the enemy during the march. Naturally, there was no time to armor, and even the armors on their bodies were temporarily worn in a hurry.

The soldiers looked at the enemy troops on both sides of the mountain with horror and vigilance, and shielded their bodies tightly with shields.

When they heard the sound of horseshoes, their anxiety finally eased a lot.

The knights and heavy cavalry all followed behind Earl Weasley and charged against the congested enemy in the rear.

After all, they are highly trained royal knights and royal heavy cavalry. The lances under their arms are so sharp that they penetrate the enemy's body accurately and deadly.

Then he drew out the long sword or the mace from his waist skillfully, and launched a large-scale killing on the enemy.

Even if the horse is not armored, the impact generated is extremely terrifying.

Their enemy is just a group of poorly trained and weak-tempered serf symptom soldiers, and there are not many regular soldiers who have really trained.

Even the discipline of the regular army in iron armor is only about 30 to 40%. Such an army has only about 300 people. How can this resist the powerful knights and heavy cavalry?

In just two minutes, the army that was besieging and suppressing the rebels was penetrated and defeated, and the screams and wailing voices appeared in their camp.

"Hurry up!"

Count Weasley did not pay attention to the enemy soldiers who had been crushed and collapsed, but shouted loudly at the trembling infantry behind.

Under the constraints of officers at all levels and Rebard, the soldiers finally slowly followed Earl Weasley out of this gorge full of death.

They left at least more than 300 bodies in this valley.

This is not a serf symptom, but a regular army who has gone through a long time of training, holding a high amount of military pay, wearing a sophisticated armor, and holding a sharp weapon!

Standing on the top of the canyon, a small figure, but wearing a gorgeous armor, standing under a blue moon-watching badge flag, looked at the departing enemy and couldn't help but sighed.

Sweat gurgled on the white face wrapped in the helmet, frowning and muttering to himself: "It's a pity...If the army can be more! The combat effectiveness can be stronger..."

He looked at the group of soldiers who had completely collapsed angrily and said, "As expected, Lord Weasley, he has seen through..."

Afterwards, he helped his helmet and said in a hoarse voice: "Clean up the battlefield! Prepare to retreat! Go back to the castle and prepare for the next attack against the enemy. Maybe they won't let it go!"

After the order was passed, the soldiers under his command began to regroup in a mess, and then went into the canyon, carrying the carts of luggage, and walking towards the castle.

"Frant... Master Earl wants you to go and see him immediately after you go back!" A knight wearing a blue-bottomed moon-moon-patterned burqa was riding on a fast horse and walking towards the army's short commander, whispered.

"Father... Okay, I get it!" Français nodded.

On the other side, Earl Weasley finally took the army away from the gorge.

After walking for more than ten kilometers, he finally gave the order to rest.

He looked at the soldiers with incomplete armor and crippled weapons, and he couldn't help sighing, and he was extremely upset in his heart.

About half of the soldiers were wearing armor, and the rest were basically armed with armor or leather armor. They were ambushed by the enemy before they had time to put on the armor, and then had to leave the valley.

They managed to escape, but the armor and food on the carriage...all fell into the hands of the enemy.

Count Weasley drew the long sword from his waist and looked at it carefully... as if he was hesitating whether to wipe his neck.

Such a fiasco is definitely a huge stain in his life.

The soldiers sat on the ground panting heavily, their bodies covered with mud and blood, and they looked embarrassed.

"Retreat..." Earl Weasley is still strong, and it is impossible to wipe his neck and commit suicide because of this small matter.

He retracted the long sword into its sheath, stood up from the ground and muttered to himself.

He is very clear about the state of the soldiers. He knows that these soldiers have collapsed a bit, and it will take at least a few days to rest before they can regain their morale.

But now their armor and food have been taken away, they can only temporarily withdraw to the area controlled by the royal family, and then continue to think about how to deal with the enemy after a period of rest.

While Earl Weasley was retreating with the defeated soldiers, Sir Horn exclaimed as he looked at the white flower in front of him.

"This...this is simply the best gift that the Holy Father has given us!" Sir Horn said these words, and then stuck the white crystalline object with his index finger.

I put it in my mouth and squeezed it cautiously. An intoxicated expression suddenly appeared on his face. After a while, he opened his eyes and said to Leiner: "This is really wonderful~lightnovelpub.net~ It's so amazing. I feel crazy!"

"Is this a specialty of your territory?" Sir Horn's eyes were shining, staring at Lena's face.

"Uh... yes, this is my specialty, how does it feel?"

"I just don't know how to compliment this thing, what is it called? Yes, white sugar! This is wonderful! There is no word to describe its deliciousness! How much does it cost? I must buy some!"

Sir Horn stared at the bag of sugar in front of him, and asked solemnly.

Lena raised his eyebrows, with a smile between his eyebrows, and smiled: "Ten kilos and fifty gold coins, this is its current price... I think it might be a little bit lower..."

"Huh?" Sir Horn was stunned.

"This..." He was shocked and a little speechless. He was just a knight. Besides, at such a price, even for an earl, he should consider the painting he wants to buy.