Returning to the ancient apple tree, Alan handed Merlin the gem with Odegar's soul in it, "Physical death is not the end of the journey, but the underworld is not a good place to go. There are many mysteries of the soul, some people expect to be able to obtain eternal life by splitting souls, and some souls do get eternal life, which is unpredictable and requires you to continue to explore, Odegar's soul will accompany you in this gem until you know enough about soul magic, maybe you can safely cast it. ”

Merlin gripped the gem tightly, although his mouth was actually full of oil now, but he still nodded resolutely, it was very tempting to have the opportunity to cast Odegar, and as a young wizard who was not yet a beginner, Merlin was not at all clear about the classification of black and white magic in magic, and he still did not know what it meant.

In the spirit of being responsible for his apprentice, he did not turn Odegar into a death knight, but intended to use it to lure his apprentice so that Merlin could not go down the path of a pure white wizard......

And on this morning, the sacrifice made by the Norman duel victor was puzzling to others, but it was extraordinarily noble.

Tofi's nose in the shield wall was already red, tears involuntarily flowed from his eyes, and several knights carried the heroic Odegar on their shoulders and carried him back to the camp. What Odegar had done for their hometown of Crawhurst and for England along the way came to the heart of every Anglo-Saxon militiaman.

"Odegar, you are the bravest man in our county, and every Englishman who swore before will avenge your misfortune. Leocrife said resentfully, "Let the Norman beasts come!"

Of course they will.

The bows and arrows of the Normans, who had overwhelming numerical superiority, were again fired in a continuous volley at the Britons, only the knights and the rich were fully armoured, and the militia, who were poor peasants, could only defend themselves with the shields distributed by the kingdom.

The Normans, on horseback and on foot, swarmed up and launched a general attack.

Tofi, who had tried his best to hide in the back shield wall, walked through the crowd and walked to the front of the line with the mentality of avenging Odegar, and the soldiers at the front were the most dangerous, both to guard against ground attacks and to be wary of arrows overhead.

However, the shield wall formations used by the English were derived from the Roman period, which meant that the Normans, even if they were well armed and armed, could not quickly deliver a lethal attack, and in order to protect their homeland from the Normans, they threw a series of things they could get their hands on in the marsh below the hillside to protect their homeland from the Normans.

King Harold of England clearly had his own agenda, and all he had to do was to hold the shield wall, let the Normans charge, and make them charge tirelessly up the hillside, if he could hold the line until dark, he would have a good chance of victory, and the Normans would be exhausted, and he had already called in reinforcements from the surrounding area beforehand.

In fact, the return of the Norman cavalry spies made William know Harold's intentions, and the stalemate scene also made him painfully realize that he had no other way than to break through the shield wall and win before dark - he did not consider the possibility of giving up, and the bastard duke just continued to launch a strong attack.

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By noon, the battle had reached a complete stalemate, and after three hours of repeated attacks, the Normans had not made a breakthrough.

Without warning, William's entire flank began to turn around and flee the line, and the well-trained Normandy army fled.

A rumor was spread among the soldiers' near-death moans, and a militiaman came up behind Leocliffe and said, "Their duke is dead, he's been killed, spread it quickly." ”

"Their leader is dead, pass it on. Leofrick, blinded by joy, said to Tofi.

"Their duke is dead. "Tofe is full of joy and sorrow, and he can avenge Odega," Oh, how sweet the taste of victory will be, and what bitterness the Norman invaders will taste. ”

"Drive them out into the sea, for Odegar's sake. Leofrick rushed to the front, eager to avenge Odegar.

The Viking mercenaries, who were familiar with the tactics of the Norman army, who were also Vikings, knew that this was actually a tried and tested trick of the Normans, and their purpose was to make their enemies mistakenly think that they were victorious, and then let down their vigilance, and the shield wall was full of flaws, so they hurriedly stretched out their arms to block, and many of them were so anxious that they shouted: "Come back......"

"They fled!" Because of the repeated conscriptions, many of the militiamen were fighting for the first time, and they couldn't help but get excited when they saw this situation in front of them.

"Don't mess up the formation, the battle isn't over!" As veterans of the battlefield, King Harold's immediate guards and Vikings tried to stop the excitement of the militia group, but in this case, the militia, who had obviously been carried away by the sight, was just as unlistenable as the Norman opponents in the past.

As if seeing the dawn of victory, the English began to pursue.

"Their Duke is dead! he's dead!" Leocliffe, already in the ecstasy of imminent victory and the excitement of avenging Odegar, rushed down the hill with some of his militia, Harold's orders could not be passed on for the time being, and these militiamen apparently scoffed at the Viking mercenaries' warnings, and many of them followed Leocliffe's footsteps and raised their weapons to kill them, and the already tight shield wall began to show holes.

Seeing this, Tofei also followed the steps of his best friend, but a Viking grabbed him by the back of his shirt and stopped him.

"It's a Norman trick. Although he knew the result, Alan couldn't help but sigh when he saw this, and the English still embarked on an inherent fate.

Merlin's small hand grabbed the hem of Alan's shirt and made a silent plea.

"I'm sorry, my apprentice, I have seen their fate through divination before, Leocliffe is destined to die on the battlefield. Alan looked down at Merlin and explained that now he wasn't going to take any greater risks and directly intervene in the fate of those who had prophesied to the end—at least the fate of the people who had done it.

Merlin's eyes dimmed, he nodded obediently and hung down, not daring to look at the battlefield again, nor daring to beg his mentor again, he knew that if possible, although the mentor looked a little "alternative", he was willing to meet some of his requests, and his mentor had actually persuaded them before.

Alan rubbed Merlin's little head, "I will make his soul into a soul gem, as long as you study soul magic with your heart, you can also save Leocliffe by yourself when you become strong in the future." And I can promise you that I will make sure that your brother-in-law is safe and sound. ”

The situation on the battlefield also surprised William, who carried out the plan, because in the Norman army, the horrific rumors spread that this was not just a trick to deceive the enemy as usual, William really died on the battlefield, and in this era, the death of the commander usually means the complete defeat of the war, and the morale of the army began to weaken, and the militia who rushed down the hill first tasted the sweetness, which also made more English militia begin to dive down the hill.

The English militia was caught in a brief triumphant spree, and they seemed to have killed the red-eyed. Leocrife swung his dagger high and plunged it into the back and waist of a Norman deserter from behind, and he excitedly raised his arms in the air to cheer for victory.

The Norman Duke had to take off his helmet, put his face straight down, and then began to shout around his military formation: "Look at Lao Tzu! Can you recognize Lao Tzu?! Lao Tzu is still alive! Blessed by the Lord! The Normans are determined to win!"

William had seen so much of the battle, and knowing that he had to confront the crowd to cheer up the morale of the army, it was quite effective, and for the Normans, this unexpected brief defeat was turned into an even greater deception by his lord, who lured more of the unplanned English militia out of the protection of the hillsides and marshes.

Duke William did not die, and soon, for the first time, the Norman cavalry used their fatal advantage, they quickly rushed into the already scattered English militia, Leocliffe, who already knew the plan, did not try to retreat like the other militiamen, he turned his head and looked at the hillside behind him with tears in his eyes, and after making sure that his dead friend did not rush down the hill like his stupid self, he nodded with satisfaction, then dropped his shield, raised his spear with both hands, and bravely launched a counter-charge, charging towards the Norman cavalry, trying to buy time for the militia who had been brought down the hill by himself as a squad leader。

Leoccliffe no longer feared death in his heart, he just thought that if it were the Odegar he hated so much, he would be happy to do it in this situation.

And in Merlin's sight back to the battlefield, everything seemed to enter slow motion, and he watched as the hometown warrior who had previously sworn to him to protect him, holding a spear to solve the two Norman knights who were charging with a skill that he could not usually imagine, and then was stabbed by the cavalry of the third Norman cavalryman, the spear hit Leocliffe's throat, and the new militia squad leader fell directly on his back, blood coming out from between the neck and skull of some flesh and skin.

Tofe was completely stunned on the hillside, his best friend had died, and countless brave Englishmen like him had died at the bottom of the mountain.

The Norman infantry, who had been defeated by the rumors, reversed course and routed the English army as they rushed down the hill – without the protection of the shield wall, these militiamen with only shields and rudimentary weapons were no match for the trained and heavily armed Normans.

Alan, who had teleported to his side to make him a soul gem, said in a gentler tone than usual to his looming reflection in the gem, "You were once a cowardly farmer from Crawhurst Village, and now you are a brave warrior from Crawhurst Village, Merlin himself will really bless you." ”