"Arrowers shoot freely~~~~." Earl Plaunn tightly grasped his shield to block an arrow flying from the side. The war horse under his crotch neighed uneasyly, but the Earl clamped the horse with his legs and shouted at the archers team.

"Swoosh, swoosh~~~." The Plauen archers immediately fought back at the archers with the arrows in their hands. Although most of the arrows were lost, there were also lucky shots of the archers' mounts. Even after being trained and used to the battlefield, they instinctively dropped the owner on their backs. After being caught off guard by four or five cavalry, the Bohemian archers had to retreat. Suddenly, the pressure on both wings decreased a lot, but the Bohemian heavy cavalry was slowly pressing down on the front.

"Earl, I will go to the front to supervise the battle, otherwise those little boys may not be able to withstand it." Baron Ansel, the vassal of Count Plaun, held the sword in his hand and rode to him. Regardless of whether Count Plaun agrees or not, the loyal baron led his swordsmen to the count's army as soon as he received the order from Count Plaun, because the Bohemian attack was so fast that many vassals in remote areas could not join the battle.

"Go my good baron." Earl Plaun looked at his vassal with gratitude. The baron, who was in great shape, calmed the riots. The baron, with his majestic body, jumped out of his horse and took the sword and shield from his servants. He stood with the soldiers and hit the edge of the round shield, shouting the battle horn.

"Borton, you are a good guy, I'm looking at you. Quincy, do you want to slip away from your feet? Your father will be ashamed of you." Baron Ansel's rough voice sounded among the soldiers. Many of these soldiers were familiar to him, including neighbors, his tenant farmers and leaders. The baron called out the names of these people one by one, and the brave encouraged him, and the cowardly cursed. It has to be said that the Baron's motivation was very effective. The psychological pressure deliberately created by the Bohemian knights was greatly reduced in laughter.

"Bohemia~~~." The laughter from the opposite position completely angered the Bohemian knights. The leader saw this scene from the gap in the eyes of the closed helmet. He thought he was underestimated by the smelly Germans. His breath formed mist in the round holes covered with masks. The leading knight kicked his butt and left the saddle. He raised the spear in his hand high and shouted loudly.

"Bohemia~~~." The knights behind them shouted in response. They stopped moving forward and began to sort out the queue, gradually turning from a loose linear queue to a wedge. At the very tip of the wedge is the leading knight with the highest combat skills.

"Boom~~~~." After the knights formed the wedge formation were arranged, the entire formation was like a sharp dagger and rushed towards the position of Count Plaun. The knights in the chain mail controlled their close companions and followed behind the leading knights. Due to the limitation of their helmet vision, they could only see the shoulders and backs of their companions. However, this did not affect the close cooperation of the knights in hundreds of battles. When hundreds of steps away from the line formed by Count Plaun's spear soldiers, the leading Bohemian knights flattened the upright spear and tightly clamped the end of the spear with their armpits, and the big shield on the other hand covered it in front of them.

"Stay, keep steady." Looking at the approaching Bohemian Knight, Baron Ansel bent down and blocked the round shield in his hand in front of him. He swept around him with his light. Even the brave and heroic baron was not sure whether these soldiers could keep the knight's charge in a low-end manner. The neighing sounds of war horses and the sound of horse hooves treading the ground, the rustling sounds of the knight's armor in the bumps, and even the invisible mask on the face of the knight's helmet, all revealed a murderous aura. At this time, the knights in the charge had transformed into terrible killing machines.

"Table~~~." It seemed like a long time had passed, but in fact it was just a moment of kung fu. The wedge formation formed by the knights cut into the position of Count Plaun. The sharp spear and the high-speed horse were perfectly combined. It only had a sudden charge and captured the lives of dozens of people. Earl Plaun, who was standing behind the line, saw pale face. After a war horse collision with the shield and the muffled sound of soldiers, several spear-holding soldiers under him in the first row were thrown high like rag dolls. They slashed their arms in the air a few times, and then fell heavily to the ground.

"Grey Rule~~~." The Bohemian Knight's spear pierced into the body of the spear sergeant. They used all tools that could kill the enemy so perfectly. The moment the war horse under the crotch stopped charging, he neighed and raised his front hooves under the control of the knight, and kicked forward violently. Even if the horse's powerful power was kicked on the shield, the inertia was enough to break the wrists of the person behind the shield. A fully armed knight riding a horse was terrible enough. When a team of knights cut into the position, they and the war horses they crossed were enough to turn everything upside down.

"Stop them." Earl Plaun was afraid that these fierce Bohemian knights would shatter his formation. He eagerly led his inner-domestic knights to rush forward. The Purun Knights were angry by these hateful Bohemians. They pulled out blunt winged rods or maces. The Germanic knights were good at fighting with close body, and their powerful arm strength and tall bodies were conducive to their brave fighting style.

Soon, in order to block the central front that was about to break through by the Bohemian knights, the inner-domed knights led by Earl Plaun blocked the front. Although there were only a few dozen people, these Germanic knights shouted and slammed the Bohemian knights' head with the blunt weapon in their hands. The blunt weapon hit the helmet and made the sound of Peng Peng. The violent vibration made the eardrums of the attacked Bohemians almost ruptured. At this time, the spear in their hands had no effect. The Bohemian knights immediately gave up the spear in their hands and drew out the sharp sword. They immediately fought with the inner-domed knights of Earl Plaun.

However, even though they were unable to draw out the sword, more people simply threw away the spear in their hands and grabbed the Germanic knight's arm who was trying to attack them with bare hands. The knights made a beast-like roar in their throats, and they immediately teared each other and tried to pull the other off the horse, but they accidentally fell off the horse in the chaos around them. But even so, they fought together, and used their most primitive fists and arms to hit and pinch them on the muddy ground.

"Shh~~~~." Just as Earl Plaun was trying hard to save his position that was about to be broken, Earl Ota whistled again, and the medium and light cavalry behind him began to act, and they extended to the left and right wings respectively, and the archers were also ready to move.

"Earl Plain is finished." In an inconspicuous valley in the wasteland, a man dressed in gray clothes and traveling merchants lie on the top of the battle carefully and watches the battle. The place he chose is very convenient for observation, and the two sides of the war below can be seen. From here, we can see that all the power of Earl Plain was led by the Bohemian knights. The other cavalry of Earl Ota quickly encircled the two wings. Before Earl Plain could react, the encirclement was completed. The next thing was simple. No matter how powerful the army was, it could not withstand the front and back attacks, let alone the cavalry charged from all directions.

The maneuverability of the cavalry was interpreted by Count Ota to the extreme. His cavalry rolled Count Plaun and his army in the center like a tornado. The running horses and the shouts of cavalry made the soldiers of Count Plaun in the hearts of the whirlwind greatly. Hesitation on the battlefield may take your life, and fear greatly reduced the morale of the army.

When everything came to peace, the wasteland was covered with the bodies of the Plauns. The crows and rotten preys hovered in the sky rushed down hungryly, turning this place into a huge feast of death. They were thrilled among the bodies, while the wind blew into the distance with sad messages, telling those who were still waiting for their relatives, their relatives who would never come back.

"Earl Plaun was defeated and captured, and the Bohemia withdrew the county of Lauziz with the captured earl." A few days later, a message was delivered to Arod. After seeing the battle report sent by the member of the Blood Drops, Arod sighed and was worried and happy, sighing for the young earl's brave attack but ending in failure, but also thankful for his ability to live.

"The defeat of Count Plaunn is expected. If the Bohemia is so easy to deal with, the nobles would not be so afraid of fighting with him." Harvey said to Arod, as if he was persuading Arod not to take the risk of fighting against the Bohemia.

"The failure of Count Plaunn is that he does not have a powerful cavalry unit, which makes him completely at the point of being passively beaten. Infantry cannot fight against cavalry without any preparation." Arod concluded the Battle of Plaunn. Just like other civilizations, nomadic peoples always pose a huge threat to farming peoples, and there are only two ways to deal with the mobile and flexible nomadic peoples. One is to passively use the city wall to limit their strategic mobility space, and the other is to train more powerful cavalry to use cavalry to deal with cavalry.

"The training of cavalry cannot be completed overnight, not to mention that it is impossible to deal with Bohemians or Magyars who have grown up on horseback since childhood." Harvey shrugged. Even people like her who were born in the bottom of society knew that the nobles could not not understand, but in fact, it was the real material conditions that limited them.
Chapter completed!