The low roar like spring thunder sounded in the west of the rebels. The surprised leader Lu Sien turned his head from his horse and saw a black line appearing on the horizon in his eyes, and a flag reflected in the rebels' sight. Lu Sien quickly stood up from his mount and stretched out his left hand to put it on his eyes.

"Black lion emblem, this is the flag of the Earl of Mecklenburg, how could they be so fast?" Lu Sien was shocked when he saw the flying black lion emblem flag. In his plan, it was based on the fact that the Mecklenburg people had no time to support. You should know that marching and fighting in this era is not easy. The poor muddy roads and the heavy and slow pack horse caravans they carried will restrict the speed of the Mecklenburg army, but now the Mecklenburg army appears in front of them.

"Sir Earl, Fort Willer is under attack from the rebels." The attendant of the Servant regiment said to Arod. He was carrying Arod's Earl's flag on his shoulders. These attendants wore a unified semi-closed round helmet, and the open and closed masks could protect their mouths and chins. They looked a bit like later rugby players. They wore a short-shirt chain mail, and the outside of the chain mail was a black lion's coat of arms, indicating their subordinate Arod's identity. Usually, a cavalryman of the Servant regiment had a short-shirt chain mail and helmet, and his weapons were a horse spear, a pointed shield and a sharp sabre. This set of equipment was actually relatively expensive in this era, but Arod could still afford these equipment and weapons with the accumulation of wealth from several wars and the forging technology of the Mecklenburg smelting base.

"Dispose them before dark." Arod looked at the messy rebel camp with contempt. In his eyes, these rebels were just a group of mobs. When the one hundred cavalry led by Arod appeared in front of them, the panic and noise of the rebels could be heard several miles away. The appearance of one hundred cavalry in this era was very rare. Only when the Magyars on the eastern grassland swept Europa like a storm, the endless cavalry beat other tribes dared to huddle in castles or fortresses.

"It's the Count." The attendants obeyed Arod's orders. As a medium-sized cavalry unit, they paid special attention to the formation of cavalry during training. Several war horses advanced in unbroken walls, and the rifles stood up high like forests. The attendants of these attendants neither shouted the family war horns like knights, nor shouted like the javes. They were as quiet as the scenery in winter, only the roar of the horses under their crotch stepped on the ground.

"LuSen Mecklenburg's cavalry is here, what should we do?" The Slavic nobles in the rebel camp were in chaos. They grabbed LuSen and asked loudly, pulling his cloak.

"What else can I do? I'll withdraw the soldiers immediately, and let the resting soldiers pick up their spears to form two lines of defense to prevent the cavalry from rushing into the camp." Lu Sien felt that his back was wet. The pressure on him by more than one hundred cavalry was huge. Looking at the cavalry front that was pushed like a mountain and a wall, he could only do his best to save the decline. But now in his hand, there were only more than one hundred soldiers who had been tired after a day of siege, and other soldiers who had been resting were preparing to attack the city under the city of Willer Fort. The high-speed maneuver of the cavalry would not wait for him to withdraw people.

"The cavalry of the attendant regiment is on the left wing, and the knights of the inner palace attack with me from the middle, and the javelin cavalry beat the side of the right wing." Aruod clamped his legs to the war horse under his crotch. He stared at the rebels in front of him, which were squirming like an ant in the open space, and quickly ordered the servant beside him. After hearing this, the attendant immediately raised Aruod's flag and whispered the flag. The knights of the inner palace and the captains of the javelin cavalry kept paying attention to the flag. After seeing the movement of the flag, they understood it and led their respective teams to start the attack according to the deployment.

"Grazi~~~~, Grazi~~~." The twenty inner-domed knights of Arod held the carriage rifle longer than other cavalrymen, and made a sound from the middle of their helmets. Their carriage rifles were not made by ordinary weapon craftsmen, but were completed under the guidance of carpenters and weapons masters. Of course, they were also guided by Arod. This carriage rifle is made of tough wood, with a thin front tip gradually becoming thicker backwards. There is a round handguard in the hand position, and the tail end accounts for one quarter of the total length of the carriage rifle, so that when charging, the knight can clamp the tail end under his armpit.

"Pelin Cavalry give these guys some colors." Ted, the captain of the Javelin Cavalry, waved the saber in his hand and said to his companions around him. They were wearing lighter leather armor and a deer-skin tied on their shoulders, as if they were talking about their lightness and agility. The Javelin Cavalry roared and rushed from the right wing to the position of a hundred steps in front of the rebels. At this time, arrows were flying out of the rebel camp in groups of three or three, but the Javelin Cavalry was not afraid but sneered loudly, because they knew that the rebels could not withstand the pressure of the cavalry's deterrence and released the arrows. It was simply a few punches that a weak girl was about to be overwhelmed by the strong man on the ground.

"Swoosh, swosh, swosh~~~~." Most of the Javelin Cavalry were also Slavs, but they had converted to Catholicism in Mecklenburg. Arod did not discriminate against them because of their bloodline. When the Javelin Cavalry made contributions, they were rewarded equally. When the Javelin Cavalry made mistakes, they were punished severely. Therefore, Arod was like a harsh father to the Javelin Cavalry.

And this time they would also attack the enemy without mercy, because Julian, the former commander of the Javelin Cavalry, was besieged by these damn rebels. The javelin made a scream of breaking through the air and shot into the rebels. These terrible javelins could easily break the solid iron armor. What's more, these ragged rebel farmers were soon hit and didn't even have a chance to snorkeleton. They fell to death with the javelin on their bodies. This terrible scene caused the others to stir.
Chapter completed!