Under Ella's order, the knights of Alfred and the soldiers of the Duke of Normandy raised their own flags.

However, the two sides were already in a fierce battle, and few people noticed the sudden extra flags. In a short while, an enemy official slid over the flag of the Duke of Normandy, but it was just a flash. He was just a non-commissioned officer, only a level higher than ordinary soldiers. He could not tell the difference between the fancy flags of these nobles. He only knew that the enemy in front of him was a rebel who was also a rebel from Aquitaine. This was what the general told him, and he ignored everything else.

The Duke of Aquitaine and several lords around him noticed the changes in these flags, but they decided to remain silent about it - if their troops knew that there was a Duke of Normandy who could use that poison among the enemy opposite, it would greatly affect morale, and there was no reason for them to do so.

As for the poisons of Ravi, Ella had already used up. Even if there were, these poisons would not have any effect for a while. Their deterrence significance was far greater than the actual use.

The enemy's offensive was still fierce. They ignored their comrades who kept falling down because of bows and arrows, stepped on their bodies, and continued to charge into battle.

Ella was anxious and asked over and over again: "Where are the reinforcements on the mountain? Have they not received the news yet?"

"The letter has been shot, but I'm afraid we can't count on them." Alfred looked at the battlefield with a serious expression. "This side is close to the steep slope, and they have to go around for a long way from the gentle slope. When we arranged the arrangement, we were considering that the enemy's troops attacking the bow and arrow positions could not return to the rescue in time!"

On the front, the Duke of Aquitaine's army had an advantage. They were not afraid of death, so they could do their best to attack. Even if they were stabbed into the vital points, they could still boldly and fearlessly grab the spear that pierced into their bodies and swing their hands to change. Under such an almost crazy attack, it was only a matter of time before the defeat on the front line was defeated.

As soon as Alfred pulled the reins, Ramrey under his crotch made a majestic hiss.

"You can't wait like this. King of Sweden, I will take my cavalry to attack the enemy's formation now!"

"But……"

"No, but. Before the war, I will follow your dispatch and command before the battle. If you tied up ten of them together, you will not be able to win me!"

"Report!" Awutmok rode on his horse, "The enemy's cavalry appeared on our left wing and was about to charge us!"

"All cavalry will follow me!" Alfred waved his hand, "Defeat the enemy's cavalry troops!"

As if he had been looking forward to this moment, before Alfred finished speaking, Ramre under his crotch rushed out excitedly and stepped out a series of solid hoof sounds on the ground. His round table knights followed closely behind, and then there were ordinary British knights, the knights' entourage, the general guards led by the son of the Duke of Normandy, the surrendered lords and their knights rushed out. For a moment, the galloping sound of war horses overwhelmed the fighting sound of infantry and became the main melody of the sound of sonata on the battlefield.

Alfred is nicknamed "King of Knights". He is the strongest knight recognized by Britain and Almany!

Alfred rushed to the front of the team, facing three rifles. His weapon was just a long sword for command. Facing the tip of the gun that was far older than his weapon, he pressed the saddle and jumped into the air. At the same time, Ramre, under his crotch, hit an enemy's war horse head-on. The horse that was hit fell to the ground. Ramre just shook his head and stepped on the fallen knight. At that time, Alfred's body fell down. His sword cut the neck of an enemy in the air, and then stretched out his hand and pulled out the reins of Ramre.

A spear passed directly above Ramre. The enemy predicted that Alfred would return to Ramre's saddle. He miscalculated. Alfred did not return to the saddle, but hung himself sideways to the right side of the horse's belly with the power of one arm! As soon as the spear was empty, the enemy's body hit the tip of his sword head-on!

Among the enemy's cavalry, he showed his breathtaking horse skills, hanging on the side of the horse, hiding under the horse's belly, pulling the horse high, and then using brute force to directly overwhelm the horse kneel. The display of each skill means the fall of an enemy. Soon, his battle robe was dyed red with blood.

Not only him, but the knights behind him also showed their superb skills far beyond the Almani Knights. The knights they faced were the most elite troops in the Duke of Aquitaine, but they were still in a deserted place. The Lords of Almani who were following behind were stunned. They had time to be stunned, because Alfred and his knights shared most of the pressure, and when the enemy broke into them, there were only a few left.

This time the enemy's cavalry troops were almost dying!

"Note that the enemy has super recovery ability!" Alfred turned around and shouted, "turn the horse's head and kill it again after they get up. After confirming that they kill this cavalry, they will attack the enemy's central army!"

"King King, it's not good!" a knight chased behind him and shouted, "Our central army has begun to retreat!"

"What did you say???"

Alfred turned his horse urgently. Because of the division of troops, the number of soldiers Ala deployed in the central army was only half of that of the Duke of Aquitaine. Although the enemy's cavalry had been dragged by Alfred, the enemy's extra infantry still encircled the left wing. Under the enemy's desperate offensive, the front line of the central army had begun to collapse on a large scale!

"Bastard! Don't worry about the enemy's cavalry, we go around the back of the enemy and attack the enemy from the back of the enemy!"

"Knight King! An enemy infantry is coming towards us! It seems to be trying to stop us from moving forward!"

"Bastard! What a quick reaction speed! Rush over and rush over them!"

"Knight King! The enemy is approaching our central army flag! The Swedish king is about to be surrounded by them!"

"Asshole! Ash! Ash!"

Alfred cursed three times. He turned his head, looked at the empty horizon behind the enemy with resentment, and cursed again: "Where did Caroling's troops go?"

——"I'm sorry, the King of Sweden and the King of Knights. I never promised to join you."

Carolin sat on a large rock, holding his chin, muttering to himself while looking ahead.
Chapter completed!