The cavalry sword was a weapon that handicapped the cavalryman himself.
A longsword is hard to put to great use on the battlefield outside of armored combat.
As I swung the halberd freely, killing routed troops, I noticed there was someone commanding them. A knight of Basel. A knight leading a band of routed troops around to plunder?
Common enough, really. Nothing special about it.
When there are even masterless robber knights about, what's a little plundering?
I had to give him credit for not having fled by the time he caught my eye.
I spurred Mont Blanc's flanks and charged at the knight like an arrow. Spotting me, the knight raised his cavalry sword to try to block, but it was no match for the heavy halberd.
Crack!
"Gaah!"
It wasn't enough to turn his breastplate to paper the way Leto would, but this one blow was plenty to unhorse the knight. In the old days I'd have traded a few blows with the cavalry sword to force him off his mount.
