[2-in-1 long chapter]

Chapter 249 [Enemy of the Thorn Flower]

"Have you started......

Phoenix straightened up, and beside her, the monster still protected Phoenix with its shield while grasping a prismatic hammer in his hand.

The phoenix stared only at the Norman legions swarming on the plains under the hills.

At the forefront were dozens of Norman cavalrymen. The horses galloped and roared, and the horses' hooves stepped on the hill.

At the forefront of the charge was a knight in armor, with a spear in his hand, and he bravely marched forward! Dozens of horsemen behind him spread out, charging in a wedge-shaped formation, and marched up the slope of the hill!

The phoenix stared at the cavalrymen, exhaled lightly, sighed, and then suddenly took a step back and pulled the longbow away......

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Shout!

Robert was galloping bravely, when he heard a strong wind in front of him, and the instinct of years of fighting made him subconsciously lower his body! But then he heard a miserable cry behind him.

He glanced back, and saw one of his servants falling from his horse screaming! There was an arrow stick stuck around his neck, in the gap in his armor!

"Glory to Norman!!" Robert yelled with red eyes.

He suddenly threw the spear in his hand and shot it at the shield wall on the high post!

The spear turned into a meteor and slammed into one of the shields, which shattered, and one of the soldiers hiding behind the shield staggered backwards with a scream, but soon the other soldiers came up with their shields!

Robert pulled out the knight's sword, brandished it, roared, kicked the horse's belly hard, and urged the horse to continue galloping upward!

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"No!No!!"

Chen Xiaolian and the three of them led their hundred-man team, which was in the middle of the Norman Legion's charging brigade. Follow the crowd all the way!

But when he stepped up the hill, Chen Xiaolian suddenly had a strange feeling!

This hill is actually not too high!

After stepping up the hill from the flat ground, Chen Xiaolian clearly remembered that he had already taken at least twenty steps and ran more!

But when I looked up at the top of the hill, the shield wall seemed to be so far away!!

The soldiers seemed to have red eyes, chanting various slogans and rushing forward frantically, and the crowd was surging......

But...... After stepping up the slope of the hill. The speed of this progress seems to have slowed down all of a sudden!

If you want to reach the shield wall...... Elusive!

Twenty steps!!

It seems to be running wildly under the hill!

Thirty steps!!

But it still seems to be still under the hill!

Wait until fifty paces......

Chen Xiaolian has simply stopped!

He bent his waist, but at the same time raised his head and stared carefully at the hill.

The height of this hill is actually not high, to be precise, it is just a dirt slope.

The height of the visual inspection is no more than 30 meters at most.

If you run up this slope, you should reach the top in about 100 steps.

But now I've run fifty paces, but it seems like a third of ...... No, it's one fifth! Not even a fifth!!

Chen Xiaolian naturally remembered the one on the [Exchange List]!

[Flat Mire: Terrain within the range of your position.] Increases the distance by a factor of five by a sorcery effect, inflicting a decrease in the enemy's charge speed. The duration is 10 minutes and costs 100 points. 】

There is no doubt that this is a very useful witchcraft on the battlefield!

To put it simply, it makes the enemy charge desperately, but in fact, it slows down the charge by at least five times!

You think you're running for your life, but you're almost standing still!

This sorcery was especially useful to Harold's army, as the terrain they occupied was a hill!

The Normans were to engage them in close combat. You have to climb up this side of the hill - it's an upward attack.

The slower the charge, the longer it will take to climb the hill.

One comes. Gave the archers of Harold's army on the hill more time to shoot and more damage to the enemy.

Second...... When people climb hills, they exert the most physical strength! This is equivalent to making the soldiers of the Norman army spend five times as much physical strength when running!

By the time they climbed the hill, they were exhausted!

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Chen Xiaolian, who felt that something was wrong, immediately pulled the spare tire without hesitation and slowed down together. And under their leadership, their team of centurians also slowed down.

At this time, a wonderful scene appeared, they were obviously walking slowly, and the other teams next to them were running briskly. But everyone seemed to be almost in unison, and no matter how wild the people of the other teams around them ran, they couldn't seem to go too far beyond them.

Although Harold's army did not have many archers, with five times the shooting time, the archers also had the advantage of diving and condescending......

Although the rain of arrows seems sparse, it is still harvesting the lives of the Normans!

The hill seemed to be crowded with Norman queues, and people kept screaming and falling with arrows, and waves of arrows rained down as if they were endless.

The soldiers on the back had advanced with their shields as best they could, but to their despair, the slope was far longer than they had estimated—almost desperately far away!

At the forefront is still Robert.

The cavalry of King William's own brother paid a great sacrifice!

On the hillside, more than a dozen cavalrymen have already been shot off their horses!

Once this kind of cavalryman dressed in a tin can, once he fell off his horse with an arrow, the weight of the heavy armor on his body made them unable to get up again! In this kind of armor, it would have been a difficult thing to walk on flat ground, let alone be injured after falling off the horse?

Seeing that the cavalry turned into targets and struggled in place after landing, the wounded horses rolled on the ground and rolled down the hillside, which even broke the infantry ranks of many Norman legions.

On the hillside, the casualties are getting worse!

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Finally, after paying a heavy price. The first wave of soldiers at the front finally rushed to the top of the hill.

Robert had already been hit by an arrow and fell off his horse, but because of his noble status, he was quickly picked up by the soldiers behind him and quickly sent down.

When the first cavalry finally crashed headlong into the shield wall, the exhausted horses. He didn't even be able to knock the shield wall out of the gap, but he was stabbed through the horse's belly by two spears stabbed from behind the shield wall!

This scene took place in several places on the hill, and exhausted Norman soldiers rushed to the hill. Some of them had arrow wounds on their bodies, some were out of breath and their legs were weak, and some of them had exhausted their strength in the running, they felt the burning of their lungs like fire, and their whole bodies were sore, facing the shield wall in front of them, although they still rushed forward bravely......

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William sat on horseback, right in front of his own army array. His eyes were gloomy as he looked at the battle situation on the hill.

The army had been up the hill for far longer than he had estimated, and he had even seen his army struggling and struggling on the slope.

He saw his soldiers rush to the hill. Crashing into the shield one after the other. The spears, axes, and swords in the hands of the soldiers seemed to become extremely weak. They struck and slammed their shields in vain, but they appeared limp and powerless, and spears stabbed out from behind the shields. Keep stabbing the attacking soldiers to death!

"No! this is not right!!" William cursed angrily.

At this time, he made a decisive decision!

"Blow the trumpet!!Collect the troops!!Let them come back!!"

After the horn sounded, many officers struggling on the hill heard it, and some of them calmly immediately gathered their troops and retreated down the mountain in an orderly manner.

But many more people did not hear the sound of the trumpet. Continue to run up the hill, and then keep being harvested by the Londoners' bows and arrows, and even those who are lucky enough to rush to the top of the hill are strangled in front of the shield wall!

The front of the shield wall on the hill was already covered with corpses! There were dead bodies everywhere, as well as mutilated severed arms and limbs, and fallen war horses!

"Let's go!Retreat!Retreat!!"

Chen Xiaolian roared loudly and pulled his team back quickly.

The speed of descent was clearly normal, and the team retreated very quickly.

The soldiers held their shields as best they could to resist the sparse rain of arrows, but even so, Chen Xiaolian's hundred-man team left seven or eight corpses on the hill.

But that doesn't end there!

Even if you want to withdraw later, it's not an easy thing to do!

The Norman Legion's assault force, if they want to return to their position, will need to pass through an open area on the plain!

And here, it is still within the range of the arrows of the English!

King William was furious, but at this moment, this outstanding military commander of the Middle Ages showed his excellent command ability.

"Let the left and right flanks charge at once!Distract them!Let our warriors retreat!!"

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The Breton regiment on the left flank made a charge. William's allies sent two hundred-men to the top and approached the hill from the left flank.

And these two hundred-man teams attracted the attention of the Londoners on the hill, and their archers were not many in the first place, and after being distracted, their power continued to decline.

The two hundred-man team actually rushed to the bottom of the slope of the hill, and even rushed almost halfway up the mountain in one go!

Chen Xiaolian was running back with his men, and he saw the Breton regiment on the left flank, and also saw the Allies rushing halfway up the mountain.

"The left flank is not covered by witchcraft!!The hillside is normal!" Chen Xiaolian's eyes lit up.

He looked up and saw that the ranks of the Norman Legion were all retreating......

"Tire spare!Conan!!"

Tianlie has been following the team in a low-key manner, and has not shown much ability, hearing Chen Xiaolian's voice, he looked up, and he saw the left flank of the hill, and the Brittany allies had rushed halfway up the mountain.

"This is an opportunity!" Chen Xiaolian yelled.

The spare tire also shouted, "Shall we go over?"

"Go!!" Chen Xiaolian gritted his teeth: "You go back!Tell King William to attack immediately!!Don't hesitate!Their witchcraft is about to end!!"

On the battlefield, the brigade retreated in confusion, while Chen Xiaolian's Manchester United team tried to force the left flank across the battlefield.

Because the entire brigade was in a mess, Chen Xiaolian's dynamics of the 100-person team. It didn't attract much attention at first.

But when they finally broke away from the brigade......

The Londoners on the hill and King William of the Norman Legion saw this force breaking away from the battlefield and rushing to the left flank.

Looking at the flag, King William immediately recognized that these were the three young Manchester knights he had newly sealed.

"Are these guys dazed, or are they lost on the battlefield?" said King Willem, stunned as the United broke away from the pack and headed towards the left flank.

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The Breton Legion, as William's ally, was still very trustworthy and very reliable.

After two hundred-man teams rushed up the hill. Bravely launched an attack on the shield wall of the Londoners. The left flank was not blessed with sorcery, and they did not lose extra stamina during their charge.

But the strength of the Londoners' shield wall far exceeded the French estimates.

The French infantrymen, armed with swords, frantically pounded on the shield wall, trying to chisel the gap. At the same time, they had to endure spears piercing through the cracks in the shield wall.

There were brave warriors who rushed into them with weapons and caught the force to force their shields away, opening a gap and opening a way for their companions to attack at the cost of their own lives.

But the two hundred-man teams soon fell into a bitter battle on the hill.

The commander of the Breton regiment regretted it - he found that he had clearly not sent enough troops.

Although he immediately ordered to send a few more hundreds. But the two hundred men on the hill seemed to have a hard time holding on.

The array of English soldiers pressed forward with all their might, and their shields were like walls, crushing the Bretons on the hill fiercely, and in a moment, most of the soldiers who rushed up the hill had already fallen.

Finally, the rest of the people collapsed.

The armies of the Cold Weapon Age could not have been expected to continue fighting after suffering such heavy casualties.

Some soldiers simply threw away their weapons, turned around and ran down the hill to escape.

Once the rout momentum begins. It quickly spread, and there were corpses everywhere in front of the shield wall. The rest of the people scrambled down the hill.

At this time, Chen Xiaolian's team of 100 had already rushed to the bottom of the hill on the left flank.

On the hillside, the Breton soldiers rushed down wildly, and Chen Xiaolian looked at the scattered Allied forces and roared loudly.

The United team began to line up, and the soldiers raised their shields. Barely formed a long array.

"Come here!Come here!!"

Chen Xiaolian's team broke through the middle, making way for the Breton soldiers to enter their ranks, while the soldiers held their shields to fend off the rain of arrows from the hills.

More and more of Brittany's defeated army was integrated into Chen Xiaolian's hundred-man team.

"Phalanx!!"

Chen Xiaolian yelled. He held his shield aloof and calmly retreated with his team.

By this time, his hundred-man squad had doubled in size, with almost a hundred Breton soldiers in it, but the United soldiers on the periphery held shields, making the phalanx look like a turtle shell.

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"Your Majesty!!"

King William was gathering his defeated army that had retreated to his array, and was roaring angrily when he heard someone shouting around him.

William looked down and recognized it as the one-armed warrior beside Chen Xiaolian.

"Manchester Knights!!!Tell me!Why did your team run to the left flank!," King William suppressed his anger.

The spare tire exhaled, ran to King William's side, and said loudly, "...... Galen let me tell you! He'll take people to the left flank, and he'll get you the best chance of a general attack!!"

"What?, fight for the best general attack opportunity?!"

King William was stunned.

In this charge just now, he lost at least more than 300 men! And the other party's losses were very small!

Such a loss made King William feel extremely distressed.

And at this time, the young Manchester knight sent someone to tell him to fight for the best general attack opportunity for himself?!

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Chen Xiaolian had already used up one exchange.

The item he redeemed was, Boost Courage!

Under the sorcery blessed by courage, the phalanx of his hundreds, holding shields, gathered the defeated army under the hill, while also enduring the cover of the Londoners' bows and arrows.

Otherwise. With the medieval army of this era, even if it is a legendary name, Manchester United...... This hundred-man team should have collapsed a long time ago.

Under the effect of courage's blessing, Chen Xiaolian could barely maintain the integrity of the phalanx.

The soldiers were courageous, bravely holding shields in the form of phalanxes, enduring the bows and arrows of the Londoners on the hills.

Instead of retreating, his phalanx was closing in on the hillside slope on the left flank!

Right behind him. The Brittany allies sent two more hundred-man squads, and they were already rushing towards them.

"It's up to the right wing!" Chen Xiaolian gritted his teeth and commanded the phalanx to move forward slowly, while looking to the right......

The Flemish Legion really did not disappoint Chen Xiaolian.

The two hundred-man teams they sent had already rushed to the bottom of the hill, but the morale was obviously a little lacking, the speed of the soldiers' advance was obviously not decisive, and in the face of the shield wall and the rain of arrows on the hill, the allied army on the right flank was obviously a little timid.

"Let's go!" Chen Xiaolian yelled!

He didn't care if the allies on the right flank could storm the hill.

Left, center, right, the slope of the hill has three sides.

Chen Xiaolian is gambling!

[Flat Mire] This sorcery is very useful, though. This is especially true for Londoners who have occupied the heights. But...... This witchcraft is also expensive!

It takes 100 points to use it once!

When attacking in the middle just now, the opponent has already used up 100 points to exchange for one!

Chen Xiaolian didn't believe it...... The other party is willing to continue on the left, middle and right three ramps, suitable for flat mud swamps!

All that would take was another 300 percent!

Chen Xiaolian's own team, the early copy in London was relatively smooth, and the results were also very good, and they only got a total of 300 points!

Counterpart...... How many points can there be?!

The Flemish regiment on the right flank had rushed to the foot of the hill, and the soldiers were slowly ascending - but it was clear that this slowness was due to morale and timidity. It's not witchcraft!

After Chen Xiaolian made a judgment, then. He made a move!

"Let's go!!"

Under the hill, Chen Xiaolian's phalanx suddenly moved quickly, and the direction of their movement was the hill on the right flank!

They actually fought back!

And just behind them, the allies of the Breton Legion. The two hundred-man teams had already followed, almost rushing to the parallel position of their phalanx!

At the same time, Chen Xiaolian used the team channel to send a message to the spare tire.

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"Your Majesty! Now is it, if you want to win this war!"

The spare tire said such a sentence to King William, who looked solemn.

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Under the hill on the right flank. Chen Xiaolian's phalanx rushed forward.

When he rushed halfway up the mountain, Chen Xiaolian felt the smoothness of the pace under his feet, and he no longer had the feeling of sluggishness when climbing the mountain before!

He didn't hesitate to redeem the blessing of courage again!!

The two courage blessings cost a total of 100 points.

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"Your Majesty!!"

The spare tire looked at the hesitant King William and roared angrily: "Don't you really want to win this war!!"

King William gasped.

Reason told him that this was madness!

That young Manchester knight, what kind of fame is he doing, he didn't even figured it out!

At this time, go crazy with a crazy subordinate?

A general offensive now?!

After losing just one game, you immediately bet all your bets?!

Be a crazy gambler?!

This...... Is it crazy?

The normal way is to let your own guards, this one-armed madman, drag down and whip him fiercely!

But...... But there was a strange thought in my heart, and I shouted to myself frantically!

Listen to him! Listen to him!!

"Tell me!Can we trust you!!"

A voice came from behind the spare tire.

Hearing this, King William breathed a sigh of relief, and his sharp gaze swept over, and he saw the face he trusted the most.

Merlin stared at the spare tire fiercely!

The spare tire roared loudly: "My brother let me tell you!Merlin!!Don't you believe in the power of the oath!!"

Merlin's body was shocked!

He lifted his eyes and looked.

On the hill on the right flank, Chen Xiaolian's phalanx had dispersed, and merged with the two subsequent centuries of Brittany, and rushed towards the hill with great effort......

Originally, this was just a feint, and the flank attack was just to cover the frontal battlefield.

But now...... That guy called Little Face, but he bewitched King William and immediately launched a general attack?!

Letter...... Still don't believe it?!

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"I bet our opponents are in this group. ”

The middle-aged man stood on the hill and looked coldly at the soldiers who rushed up frantically on the slope of the left flank.

"Do you want to start it now?" beside him, the blonde woman looked at him coldly after shooting an arrow: "We still have a lot of points." ”

"Don't worry! As long as we can save Harold's life, we will win this battle. The middle-aged man smiled coldly: "Let's let our friends go up first." Tell the girl named Phoenix...... It's time for her to show her willingness to cooperate. I hope she can bring back to me the heads of the game participants in this group. ”

The middle-aged man's eyes flashed with a sharp edge: "If she can't do it...... That's our enemy! I don't think she would want to be the enemy of the Thorn Flower. ”

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[Explain two things: First, about my toothache.] I decided to have my tooth extracted, but the doctor told me that it was still painful, which meant that it was inflamed, and I had to wait for the inflammation to go before I could extract the tooth, so I ...... I still have to take medicine for a few days and endure a toothache for a few days before I can pull it out.

Toothache is always lingering, and I won't let it go if I don't torture it for a few days......

The second thing is: Regarding the description of Taylor Buddha charging into battle alone, some readers seem to question, how can there be such a war? Isn't this brain-dead?

All I can say is ...... This was really how wars were fought in the Middle Ages! It was a time when knightly glory and courage were all about piety and fervor.

An act like Taylor's would not have been considered brain-dead in that era, but would have been considered noble courage and glory.

And...... Historically, in the real Battle of Hastings, the character of Taylor Ford did exist.

Moreover, the fact that he rode alone and charged into battle is also true in history. I didn't make it up~]

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............ (To be continued......)