All in all, the little men were killed in the battle-turning Battle of Hastings, and now the king's situation was in a bad situation, and King Harold now learned that his army was weakening, and every warrior was called upon to hold the mountain, including his two brothers, his son.

The Normans continued to charge, small forces rushed up, repeatedly probing the weak points of the shield wall, and they advanced with their weapons beating their armor with great momentum.

Hour after hour, the remaining English soldiers used their shields to defend themselves against the Normans, and although the scales of victory had begun to tilt, the Normans' progress was still a little slow due to the terrain, but the original airtight shield wall array was full of holes.

The impregnable defense began to fall apart, and the Norman tricks opened up new horizons after all, and the close-quarters melee had begun.

The battle had now turned into a battle of endurance, but the Normans were still pouring up the hillside, the English troops were losing their advantage and were forced to fight in the open field, and the English king Harold had to fight with his elite troops against the Normans.

Countless souls were dragged by the invisible force and flew towards the staff in Allen's hand, and eventually those soul energies surrounded the staff and could no longer enter.

Alan gently shook the staff in his hand, the soul in the crystal ball at the bottom of the staff jumped rapidly, Alan was relieved, and drank the wine in the cup in his hand, Luna's main purpose of sending herself back - to let herself collect soul energy in these conversion times was finally completed. It was time for him to finally return to his own plane, and Luna was still waiting to be rescued in that desperate place.

After being relieved, the long time of the previous three transformations made Alan feel like a world away.

Merlin's whimper came into Alan's ears, and the wizard felt that although accepting Merlin as his apprentice was initially a bit like Tom Riddle's collecting habit of choosing those objects when making Horcruxes, since he had become the mentor of the boy in front of him, he could not really let Merlin stay alone in this world, after all, he had promised him just now.

Allen's eyes also turned to the battlefield, and soon found Tofi, who was still fighting, the boy who was actually not very old was holding a shield to resist, and Allen teleported to his side and began to cast spells.

His teammates watched as an arrow from high in the air was plunging into Toffei's shoulder, and he was shot to the ground, wailing incessantly, only to find that there was no pain in his shoulder, Toffei's eyes widened in horror and he couldn't understand what was going on.

"Don't move, lie down, I'll pick you up later. Eren appeared out of thin air in front of Tofi's eyes, and he commanded, "Meet your farmland, your home, and your bride in your dreams, the battle is over with you." ”

Under Ellen's spell, Thofi fell asleep, and Alan covered several large shields over the pit that had been sunk into Transfiguration, and Thofi was in the middle of it.

A small Muggle expulsion spell was arranged, and Allen, who stood up, observed the situation on the battlefield, at this time the battle between the two sides was still in a stalemate, the conscription militia, mercenaries, and nobles were all killed on the battlefield, and the Anglo-Saxon royal family member Goss, Earl of East Anglia? Gwynson's position had been occupied by the Normans, and his banner had been replaced by that of William himself, and the fate of Harold's staunchest ally and counselor, the king's brother, was killed by William himself, as described in Carmen's poem.

Now that the staff has absorbed enough soul energy, it is time to complete the contract with William.

Alan took the sharp arrow he had taken out of the quiver of one of William's men on William's flagship before, and after aiming at the approximate range a little, the arrow swooped off the string and plunged straight into the eye socket of Harold, the king of England, who was leading the royal guard.

The powerful inertia knocked the king of England to the ground, the tail feathers of the arrow still vibrating violently, and Harold Gwenson, the last monarch of the Anglo-Saxon dynasty of England, was killed in battle.

The wizards who were already frightened and forced to stay, looking at Allen's crisp and neat magic, they looked at each other, exchanging eyes that knew each other, and some wizards who couldn't hold their breath even exclaimed in surprise - this is a spell that can shoot objects quickly, Vadi Vasi, this basic spell they have long mastered, but they can hit accurately in such a long position, at such a distance, bypassing many obstacles in the midst of thousands of troops- This is not something that the wizards they know can do, at least not themselves, and in their understanding, it is estimated that in recent years, the four founders of the magic academy that have begun to make a name for themselves can do it.

As soon as Harold's life was ended by Alan, William sensed that the magical contract he had signed with the wizard had been completed.

William had been anxious about the stalemate on the battlefield before, and he kept praying that his gods would bless him with victory. And none of the wizards he had recruited appeared, which disrupted his plans, and had seen the horrors of magic, which he thought England would have at his fingertips with the help of wizards. After all, he learned from Allen that Harold had not been able to have his own wizards because he had inherited the piety of the former king Edward.

But after a day of war, there was no sign of the group of wizards, and even if he had gained an advantage through stratagem and accident, this made him anxious. Because Harold, who was fighting on the ground according to intelligence, was still amassing troops in the distance, it was expected that they would arrive at dark to deal a fatal blow to his exhausted self.

Therefore, when he felt that Eren had reached a contract, the illegitimate duke was slightly stunned at first, and then instantly ecstatic.

It was time to put an end to this war, and the fertile fields of England were under his control, and it was as if he saw the throne beckoning to him, as if he saw the moment of his coronation...... Impatient, he stretched out the long sword in his hand and roared, "Attack!"

All the soldiers rushed forward and took advantage of the confusion in the positions of England to launch a final assault.

The final charge of the Normans completely broke the lines of the left and right flanks of the English army and began to move towards the center.

The lines of the English army began to falter, and the shield wall line was already broken through by Norman soldiers in more places.

Most of the levies began to break up from the battlefield after hearing the news of Harold's fall. Two of Harold's brothers had already been killed in battle.

The Normans, who followed in close proximity, occupied the hill and began to pursue the deserters. Harold's royal guards formed a ring around Harold, who was still in the warmth, stubbornly resisting the Normans who rushed up the hill.

Seeing this, William himself personally rushed to Harold's banner with his own guards, so that the Norman royal guards and the English royal guards began to fight face to face.

After the last of the guards was cut down, the Norman knights who were guarding William went on a slaughtering frenzy, and with William's acquiescence and indulgence, they disemboweled, cut off his lower body, and finally beheaded him.

In the absence of the king, the British defenses collapsed. Without a king, after defeating the mighty Vikings and speeding across the land again and again, the exhausted farmers of England had no chance of victory, and the invaders finally captured the shield for good, killing them on the spot.

The aftermath of the Muggle War, Alan no longer wanted to pay attention to it, in the torrent of history, this was only a part of the history of human society, although in the eyes of Muggles, the real Britain was officially born after this battle.

Having no time to watch the Normans hunt down the small Anglo-Saxons who had fled into the forest after the Battle of Blackstins, Alan returned to the old apple tree and waved his hand at the wizards who had been terrified to find Alan absorbing the Muggle souls of the battlefield, signaling them to leave, and the wizards were in disbelief that they had been let go so easily.

"Thank you for your hospitality!" Malfoy believed that he had a relationship with Alan compared to other wizards, so instead of running away in a panic, he pretended to be calm and walked forward, saluted Eren goodbye, and made a familiar appearance, hoping that the wizards of other families would be more afraid of him in the future.

The other wizards immediately got up and stretched out their hands to try to retrieve their wands, and even the cowardly ones who could apparition without wands had already fled without even using their wands.

"Wait......" As Alan's voice rang out, the remaining wizards found that all of a sudden their movements were controlled, and the person attempting to apparition was once again forced to stay where they were.

They were all like being struck by lightning, and they kept lamenting in their hearts, knowing that it was not that simple. Fear overwhelmed them like a raging tide, and some of them didn't know what to think, and even sat down on the ground trembling. Regardless, all the wizards' eyes were on Allen, as well as ...... Armand Malfoy, who was also apparently frightened and turned green, was beside him.

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