Ansgar roared, riding hard into the fray the moment that the call was sounded. He had his steel lance leveled eagerly at the first man he could reach, impaling the poor bastard with little effort and slamming the impaled man into the ground, throwing him off the lance. He could hear the fact that two men had gotten wounded, but that was lost in the dim blood haze that had addled his mind. Right now, he was in the thick of the fighting, thrusting and swinging his lance at the nearest in reach. The Paladin struck with experience and superior equipment, throwing his enemies aside like dolls, while he found the one noble facing off against a pair of Hoshidan Spear Fighters. It was aggravating, their reaches similar and the two defending each other readily from the Cavaliers assaults. That would not do, not at all, and a hard, short charge forced the two back and apart, apart long enough to impale the one Spear Fighter, leaving him pinned to the ground by the lance. Ansgar pulled it clear, a narrow miss cutting a gash in his cheek. Rather than recoil in pain, it drove him on, fueled him, and he roared his defiance into the shocked Hoshidan's face before it was smashed in by a vicious lance strike.

[color=598527]"FOR THE SLAUGHTER!"[/color] Ansgar screamed his rage and defiance into the wind, lashing out at anything within reach with his Lance, the blood fury carrying him out of formation slowly, though his speed and mounted position kept him alive more so than anything else. He thrust and swung the Lance about, spotting oncoming Oni Savages and drew his iron sword, fighting them as eagerly, finding himself at the edge of the Cavalier formation, continuing his raging against any Hoshidan in weapon's reach. Might as well give the other cavaliers and Paladin something to talk about later, after all.