The battle unfolded in an unexpected way. The knights of Count Plaun, the vassal of Duke Mason, launched the charge first. Although the number was small and only twenty heavy cavalry, it caused chaos among the five hundred Viking warriors. The heavy knights riding manic warriors stirred up the formation of the Viking warriors. This was a very critical moment in the cold weapon warriors. If infantry wars were continued to be fought, the Viking warriors might be defeated. The other Mason nobles also saw this. They led their private soldiers along the gentle slope toward the fierce plains.

"Mr. Duke, it's not good. Many barons led their soldiers into fierce battles. What should we do?" General Relf, ​​the Duke of Ebel, looked at the flags of the baron's army that had been scattered, and said to the Duke in shock.

"What can I do? Those vassals of the earls, and what right do I have to order them?" Duke Ebul rode on his war horse with a frown. He grabbed the reins of the war horse under his crotch uneasy. The vassals of the vassals were not my vassals. This medieval motto vividly illustrates the scene at this time.

"Then order the Counts to restrain their subordinates." General Relf continued quickly, but at this moment, a horn sounded and a square flag from the position of the Principal of Mason left the large army and headed towards the small plain. General Relf, ​​who was surprised, saw that the herald on the flag was the family herald of the Count of Weimar, and it turned out that the Count of Weimar, who could not bear it, actually led the army to attack.

"Attack, attack. Don't let other nobles get the bargains, haha~~~." Earl Weimar wore a semi-closed helmet with a pig-faced open-closed helmet, showing a greedy look from the mask's eyes. He was wearing a composite chain armor armor, and outside the chain armor was a soft armor inlaid with iron pieces. On the thighs, the old earl also bought a pair of extra leggings from Italy. He grabbed a cross-wing nail hammer with his right hand, and a pointed shield in his left hand. The war horse under his crotch was covered with a layer of cloth armor depicting the Earl's family's emblem pattern.

"Oh, oh~~~." The infantrymen surrounded the Earl of Weimar held up their spears and swords. Most of these infantry were wearing soft armor and long-eared soft hats, but some were wearing family-born leather armor or old chain mail. However, the most eye-catching one was the knights of the inner palace around the Earl, who held their horse spears. The spears were flying with triangular flags representing the family's heraldry patterns. The sharp armor on their bodies emitted a little cold light.

"The Earl of Weimar has also sent troops without authorization." General Relf looked at the out of control in a daze. The battle on the small plains actually caused the Earl of Weimar to be very excited. He wanted to take the lead in the creditor. If he could defeat the Danish King Banuk, then his territory would be divided up by the Mason nobles. The greater the creditor in the war, the more he would obtain a large amount of land.

"In order to obtain the land, this old count is also desperate." Duke Eble mocked helplessly. As a newly inherited duke, Eble cannot command these counts as well as his father. Once the nobles are angry, they will do things that are in line with their own interests, and the Duke Eble cannot force them to violate the interests of the nobles. Otherwise, if the angry nobles take the banner of resisting the tyrant, the Principality of Mason will fall into a civil war, and this kind of thing is not uncommon among the various Europa countries.

"What's going on?" Arod, in the German mercenary group on the left, heard the sound of trumpets and shouts of killing from his side, and looked at the army of the Count Weimar who was sending troops in surprise. Could it be that Duke Eble made a new combat order, but why did there not a messenger tell him?

"It was the Earl of Weimar that attacked without authorization." Johnberg, who was standing beside him, put his hand on his eyes and looked at the Earl of Weimar that was storming towards the Viking warriors. However, Duke Ebul's original formation did not send out the troops. This contradiction confirmed what he was thinking.

"The Count of Weimar is too reckless when attacking without authorization." Aruod shook his head. The enemy sent five hundred Viking warriors to be clearly a bait, but the nobles of the Principal of Mason actually foolishly bit the hook. At the same time, it can be seen from this that Duke Ebul's prestige is so humble. Perhaps in the eyes of those unruly nobles, Duke Ebul is just a furry child with the title of duke.

Just as Duke Eble lamented his authority, the reinforcements of Count Weimar had joined the fierce battle on the plains. The Weimar soldiers ran down from the gentle slope and rushed into the Viking warriors quickly. The Weimar soldiers held their weapons and beat them up. The newly added reinforcements made the morale of Count Plaun's knights also rise. The knights waved their swords above their heads, and then slashed hard at the Viking warriors beside them.

"Warriors, God Odin is watching us, don't panic." Claze used his shield to block a spear that was stretching over, and while slashing with the battle axe in his hand, he loudly inspired the Viking warriors around him.

"Bless Odin." The Vikings roared loudly, their hair and hair were as open as an angry lion. The tall Vikings seemed even more ferocious and terrifying at this time. However, the Weimar soldiers relied on their large numbers and were not inferior. The nobles in chain mail were also mixed with the soldiers, holding swords and shields to attack the Vikings.

"Shield Formation." Kraze once again ordered the Viking warriors to form a shield formation. Dozens of Viking warriors who heard the order immediately formed a shield formation for a small team to cover their companions. If Weimar soldiers were too close to the shield formation, they would be hooked by the battle axe that stretched out from the shield formation and pulled them in. Once they were hooked into the shield formation by the battle axe, the Weimar soldiers would be chopped to death. Blood and corpses were piled behind the shield formation. The Viking warriors were so skillful in using the shield formation. They were like killing machines, constantly resisting the weapon attacks of Weimar soldiers, and separated the covered shields from time to time. The archers in the shield formation shot arrows or threw javelins. Then the shield closed again, so that the Weimar soldiers had no opportunity to take advantage of.

"Soldiers should kill the pagans, this is God's will." The Earl of Weimar desperately urged the soldiers around him to attack, but why did his thousand soldiers attack these five hundred Viking warriors without any damage? The sound of shouting and killing on the battlefield was shaking. I originally thought that the Viking warriors were in chaos by the charge of the knights, but now the battle has not made much progress, which made the Earl of Weimar, who originally wanted to get a bargain, become anxious.

"Does the Count want to dispatch the knights?" The knights in the inner palace beside the Count Weimar suggested to the Count Weimar.

"No, wait a little longer." The Count Weimar looked at the knights around him uneasy, and his helmet rubbed against his shoulder pads and made a creaking sound. Only by protecting him by these fully armed knights in the inner palace could he feel safe. The Count Weimar saw that a Weimar soldier in front was chopped by a Viking warrior, and the sharp battle axe split the soldier's belly. When the Weimar soldier knelt on the ground, his stomach was flowing all over the ground, which was very terrible.

"Sir Will, the Weimars are timid." During the break of the battle, a Praun Knight approached Sir Will. This team of Praun Knights fought extremely bravely and had only damaged four knights so far. One of them fell from his horse and accidentally broke his neck.

"It's okay, we can defeat these stinky Vikings ourselves." Sir Will said in a muffled voice from the helmet, but he was satisfied with the success of the plan. He originally thought that it was Earl Plaunn who led the army to support him, but he did not expect it to be the greedy Earl of Weimar.
Chapter completed!