On the morning of the battle, Charlie sent a groom to prepare his favorite war horse. "Hurry up and nail it," the groom said to the blacksmith. "The king wants to take the lead on it." "You have to wait," replied the blacksmith. "I photographed all the horses in Wang Jun a few days ago, and now I have to get some iron pieces." I can't wait. The groom shouted impatiently, "The king's enemies are advancing. We must face the enemy on the battlefield. Use whatever you have. "
The blacksmith buried himself in his work, took four horseshoes from an iron bar, flattened them, shaped them, fixed them on the horseshoes, and then began to nail. After nailing three palms, he found that there were no nails to nail the fourth palm. "I need one or two nails," he said. "It will take some time to play two." "I told you I can't wait," said the groom eagerly. "I heard the sound of the bugle. Can you make do with it? " "I can nail horseshoes, but I can't be as strong as others." "Can you hang up?" Asked the groom. "I think so," replied the blacksmith, "but I'm not sure." "Well, that's it," cried the groom. "Hurry up, or the king will blame us."
When the two armies met, King Charles took the lead and urged the soldiers to meet the enemy. "Go, go!" He shouted and led the troops to the enemy's defense. Far away, he saw his soldiers retreating on the other side of the battlefield. If others saw them like this, they would retreat, so Charlie rode his horse to the gap and told the soldiers to turn around and fight.
Before halfway, a horseshoe fell, his horse fell to the ground and Charlie was overturned.
The frightened horse jumped up and ran away before the king grabbed the reins. Charlie looked around, his soldiers turned and retreated, and the enemy surrounded him.
He waved his sword in the air. "Horse!" He shouted: "A horse, my country was subverted because of this horse."