Joachim closed in on the hurt knight rather quickly, while the man was still trying to turn his horse around. Sadly for him the horse was armored and moved slower than that of Joachim. His shield was pierced and in anger he threw it towards the ground, realizing it would be no use. However his arm hurt badly and he was forced to use his prominent hand only from now on, both to block and strike. Joachim's horse rode past his as he was halfway into his turn and Joachim lashed out, swinging his sword horizontally at the knight, who barely managed to parry with his sword. But in driving past, Joachim had also raised his leg and kicked the man in the chest. He fell off his horse, first slowly as he lost his balance ever so slightly before giving into the fall and dropping on his back. Contrary to the peasant rabble's sayings a man in full plate armor, while a bit more slow, wasn't fully incapable of movement. Joachim once again turned his horse around to ride back for a second strike, by which time the knight had already gotten up.

The knight had a large ornament of a swan on his helmet, a common symbol amongst the noble knights of any family, but it couldn't tell much about his alignment. It was also a danger, as anyone with a brain could pull the swan on the helmet to either get rid of the helmet or simply pull him down from his horse or off his feet. Never the less, Joachim rode to meet him with a strike of his sword. Before he got there, however, he noticed in the far distance a bowman behind the footmen of the enemy nocking his arrow, drawing and firing at Joachim. His arrow flew true, but a misjudgement on his part ended up with the arrow striking the horse in it's front knee, chipping the bone due to the speed at which it flew. The horse bent through its knee during the run and threw off Joachim, who got flung unto the ground with a loud smack. He landed right in front of the knight who had sent his mace down to meet Joachim's face, but he rolled out of the way in the nick of time. 

Joachim quickly got up only to be faced with another mace, which he promptly blocked with his shield. Joachim stepped forward with his right foot and swung the sword at the knight, whom quickly parried with his mace before stepping back and raising the mace above his head and sending it down to Joachim, who met it with his shield which cracked loudly under the mace. Before Joachim could strike him again he sent his mace at Joachim again, this time breaking the shield fully and sending Joachim stumbling back. Another arrow flew by Joachims head, and it seemed that the mans mace that sent Joachim tumbling might've saved his life. The arrow landed in the dust and Joachim grabbed his sword with both hands, taking a brief look at the arrow, then the archer behind the main enemy lines which seemed to be busy with Wren and any other of the Queens guard which were rather in the fray of the fight than fighting knights. They were free to choose, but the spoils of a dead man go to it's killer, and a knight carries more coin than a footsoldier.

Switching his view to the knight, who stood fearsomely with his mace in hand, Joachim stepped forward and swung his sword at the man, whom skillfully parried it and countered with a blow to Joachims head. Joachim ducked under and pulled his sword to his side before thrusting it upwards into the knights gut. The penetration of the armor was slow and heavy but it went through. Never the less the knight pushed Joachim away and felt the wound, which bled heavily and was gaping at the rest of the soldiers. But it wasn't enough -- it was not deadly for now and they'd soon ride back to get to a woundmaster, which could patch this up. In a fit of anger the knight swung his mace around at Joachim, aiming for the shoulder. 

The blew glanced off, because Joachim managed to twist his shoulder out of the way just in time. It still hurt like a bitch, though. The knight went in for another hit which was countered by Joachim's bastard sword hitting it, hard enough to knock it out of the mans hand. This gave Joachim the edge he needed, as he sent the sword towards the small gap between the knights helmet and armor and slit his throat, blood streaming from the mans neck and mouth as he slowly choked in his own blood and bled to death. Joachim turned away to face the larger crowd of soldiers before realizing the situation and raised his sword into the sky. [b]„Get together to fight!”[/b] It seemed that everyone had divided and that now there were a few people fighting the twenty or so footsoldiers, while the rest fought the knights. While it may work for now, sooner or later the ones fighting the footsoldiers would be clubbed to death by overpowerment of sheer numbers. Joachim just hoped that they'd follow his suggestion. He stepped back to the center of the opposition's forces, taking a look around to assess the damages.

It seemed Atl was pre-occupied with fighting one of the last knights, with.. was that a piece of wood? Joachim decided that he'd best support the savage, though he wasn't sure if he'd appreciate this. Joachim would rush over to the knight from the back and attempt to stab the man in the back of his armor, where the pieces of plate were tied together. His sword would pierce upwards towards the mans neck, and leave it there. But it all depended on whether or not Atl saw him, and whether he would stop Joachim or not.