Almost as the group of "hungry wolves" were dispatched in full swing, a group of seven hundred "hunters" led by Angus, the commander of the Wells Leonard, and the leader of the Restoration Army, had already set off and ambushed and stood on standby at the "hunting ground" where the "wolf pack" enjoyed the gluttonous feast.

According to Yat's arrangement, in addition to the 600 cavalry sent by Fland to Yat, the team encircled and suppressed the enemy cavalry this time also had 100 cavalry from the Wells Army, totaling 700 troops. It was led by Angus and Leond.

Before the enemy arrived, the army secretly arrived at the foot of the mountain three miles away from the "hunting ground". When the enemy cavalry team started, they immediately divided into two groups to trap the enemy cavalry, and then annihilated the inside and outside.

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"Sir Spencer, there seems to be a horse riding man on the hill over there." The soldier following Spencer said, pointing to the hill in the distance.

Spencer looked in the direction the soldier pointed, and the man was already riding his horse toward the other side.

Spencer suddenly became more alert and said to everyone: "Everyone is ready, that group of bastards are here."

The baggage team slowly slowed down, and the soldiers on both sides of the carriage leaned their hands against the side of the carriage, as if there were things that could save lives in the carriage. The other hundred soldiers had already taken down the shield behind them and held them in their hands, and their swords had been unsheathed~

"Kill!"

Suddenly, with a command, a large number of cavalry suddenly appeared on the hills, rushing towards the baggage team with swords, rolling up dust in the sky...

"Array!"

Spencer roared, and the coachman in charge of the carriage immediately turned his head skillfully and besieged all the people in the baggage team. The soldiers in charge of the guards had already stood next to the carriage with their shields, facing the short spears outward.

"Quickly, take out all the horse nails on the carriage and throw them on the periphery." Spencer was calm and immediately organized defense.

The soldiers immediately dragged out the Zhama Nail in the wooden box, then put on the gloves made in advance, grabbed the Zhama Nail and threw it to the outside of the chariot formation.

In a blink of an eye, the enemy cavalry was less than fifty steps away.

"Prepare~"

Spencer shouted.

The war horse that rushed towards the baggage team was racing towards the ground. When the front hooves hit the ground, the center of the horse's hooves fell on the horse's nail. The formerly majestic cavalry on the horse's back jumped over the horse's back when the horse fell, flipped around and fell straight to the ground after a while, and his forehead was pierced by the horse's nails. After struggling for a while, he stopped moving.

The war horses that followed were pierced by the pricks under their feet, and they were lying on the ground and unable to move. The cavalry on the horse's back also rolled to the ground, and their bodies were stabbed with blood and rolled back and forth on the ground.

"Haha, you bastards want to come and attack me, and don't see if you have the ability." Spencer, who was standing on the edge of the carriage, laughed happily when he saw the enemy's cavalry turning on his horse.

"Sir Spencer, sir, is so powerful. He actually came up with this method to deal with this group of bastards." The soldiers on the side couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when they saw the murderous enemy who had just rolled on the ground.

"stop!"

Seeing that the cavalry rushing in the front had already rolled down before they even approached the baggage team, the leading cavalry immediately raised their hands to signal the cavalry behind them to stop advancing.

"Master Viscount, their carriages are surrounded by special iron nails, and we cannot get close to them at all." A soldier who had just gotten up from the ground hurried to report.

"Bastard, these bastards." The leading cavalry was so angry that his hands were trembling. "The archer is ready to shoot the bastards inside to death!"

The leading cavalry gave the order, and the archers lined up in a row to pull the strings at the same time. More than forty light arrows flew towards the baggage team surrounding the middle of the carriage.

"Be careful, sir!"

Spencer, who was still "appreciating" the enemy struggling on the ground, was pushed by the soldiers behind him, and staggered and fell to the ground. The arrow passing by his head was inserted into the ground. Spencer, who was lying on the ground, was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat.

"Md, it's so lingering!"

"Everyone will hold on to me, our people will be coming soon. Then we will rush out and kill all these bastards." Spencer stood up and shouted under the cover of several shield-raising soldiers.

"Preparation of turbulent oil!" Seeing that the chariot formation in front of us and the horse nails on the ground could not cope with it, the leading cavalry ordered the turbulent oil to be thrown into the chariot.

"Sir, no, they seem to burn us to death!" A soldier holding a shield turned around and said to Spencer.

"What? Do you think of turning me into a roasted suckling pig?" As Spencer was speaking, a pot full of tinned oil fell under his feet, and the splashed tinned oil instantly touched his trouser legs.

"Arrowman is ready!" At this time, the archers outside the chariot were taking out special arrows, and a cavalry took a torch and lit the arrows one by one~

"Preparation~"

"Sir Viscount, there are cavalry coming over there!"

"Sir Viscount, there are cavalry here too!"

Just as the leading cavalry was about to order the arrows, hundreds of cavalrymen rushed towards this side on both sides.

"Quick, retreat! Retreat!"

Seeing a large number of cavalry appearing around, the guy in the lead was instantly panicked and quickly ordered a retreat.

"Brothers, don't let them run away!" Spencer saw his own people appearing around and immediately ordered the carriage to open up and chase the fleeing cavalry...

"Lusinion, you take people to the left to stop them, and I take people to the right."

"Yes, Lord Angus."

Angus and Lusinian each brought more than 200 cavalry to surround the fleeing enemy. On the other side, Leoned also rushed here with a large group of troops.

In a blink of an eye, a large-scale cavalry battle began...

Seeing that his own people were all surrounded, the leading cavalry rushed towards the weakest direction with the people behind him.

"kill!"

Angus roared, raised the broadsword in his hand and slashed at the head of the soldiers rushing towards him. With a blocking blow, the two swords immediately broke out. Angus raised his sword again and slashed at the other side. The soldier made a blocking move again. Angus quickly retracted the broadsword and slashed in the other direction. The soldier had no time to defend and was knocked down by a sword~

"Brothers, come on for me!"

Spencer saw that the escaped cavalry had been surrounded by a group of people, and drew his sword and slashed at the back of a cavalry. The sword slashed on the soldier's armor. The huge elastic force made Spencer's hand shake, and the sword fell to the ground. Just as Spencer reached out to pick up the sword on the ground, he realized that the cavalry raised his sword and slashed at Spencer's head. He was about to succeed, but a sword pierced the cavalry's belly. The sword in the cavalry's hand slashed by Spencer's ear, scaring him to take a step back and fall to the ground.

"Spencer, are you okay?"

Spencer raised his head in horror and looked at the captain of the cavalry team, Lunission, who pulled the broadsword out of the back of the cavalry who had just killed him.

"Brother Lunision, thanks to you~" Spencer said, then picked up the sword on the ground and roared at an enemy who fell to the ground~

"Brother Angus, a few guys ran over there!" Leond, who had just cut off the head of an enemy cavalry, shouted to Angus.

"Mr. Leond, please send some people to chase after you. The order of the master is that none of these guys can be let go."

"good!"

After a while, thousands of people instantly formed a group, and the cavalry of both sides fought desperately on this open land. Since the Wells Legion and the Restoration Army had a total of 700 cavalry, plus more than 100 people in the baggage team, while the enemy had only about 300 people, the strength of the two sides was very different.

Several soldiers from the baggage team surrounded an enemy cavalry with short spears and stabbed them from all directions. The cavalry suddenly became disorganized and waved the sword in their hands and chopped them up. Seeing that it was difficult to get close to the cavalry, one of the soldiers raised their spear and stabbed them at the butt of the horse. The horse jumped up its limbs and shook the cavalry on the back of the horse. Seeing this, the other people quickly surrounded and stabbed the short spear into the flesh of the guy who fell to the ground.

Although outnumbered, the cavalry of Thorne's army galloped across the plains all year round, and with Bernard's large amount of money as support, and their combat skills were not inferior to those of the opponent. As soon as the two sides contacted each other, several cavalry of the Restoration Army and the Wells Army were knocked down in less than two rounds. The enemy's cavalry was quick to swordsmanship, without any drag on the slut, and the moves were fatal, causing many opponents to die under their own swords. Although there were many rebels, these bloodthirsty guys were already red in their eyes at this time, fighting to the death, without giving up on resistance at all.

The battle continued until the evening. Except for a dozen guys who escaped in the chaos and more than 30 captured people, the rest of the people were all killed under the horse, including the leading cavalry.

In this battle, the cavalry of the Wells Legion died and more than 30 were injured. The Restoration Army lost more than 70 people and more than 100 people were injured. Fifteen people died and more than 20 people were injured. In addition, the logistics team also lost five vehicles of food and grass, which was shot by the enemy's cavalry in panic. Fortunately, the fire was extinguished in time, and the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Spencer~"

After Angus arranged to instruct Lusinian to clean the battlefield, he carried his sword and walked towards the chariot formation. Spencer leaned against the carriage and sat on the ground, holding the hilt of the long sword in both hands, inserted the sword into the soil, covered with blood on his face. It was not until Angus called him twice that he came to his senses and quickly got up from the ground.

"Mr. Angus."

"How is it, is it okay?" Angus asked with concern.

"I'm fine." Spencer wiped the blood and sweat from his face, then turned his head to look at the trucks of food and grass that were still smoking, and said with heartache: "What a pity for those trucks of food. I didn't protect the food and grass, so I will definitely blame me."

"You can't blame you, but I think the adults will reward you very much."

Spencer's eyes suddenly shone like he saw gold coins. He quickly pulled Angus' sleeve and said, "Mr. Angus, are you saying true?"

"This~ I'm just guessing. But sir, I'll definitely not blame you."

Spencer's face suddenly dimmed~
Chapter completed!