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On this day, the wind and the sun were beautiful, everything was revived, and the birds flapped their wings in horror, chirping on the ground, flying wildly, and opening their sharp beaks, as if they were telling something.

The decisive battle was held on a flat ground near the Church Army, which was large enough to accommodate tens of thousands of troops.

Edward's army rushed to the vicinity of the Church Army camp and semi-surrounded it in an attempt to force them to surrender.

Naturally, the church army would not give in, and after a few days of confrontation, the two armies made an appointment and began a decisive battle.

To be honest, Edward was originally preparing to open a sneak attack, or a strong attack.

The open-minded decisive battle is completely inconsistent with the identity of the traverser, and it also contradicts his thinking that he will stop at nothing to achieve victory.

But the old-fashioned Scottish aristocracy, still demanding the implementation of the old tradition, and expressing incomprehension of his proposal, and even saying that it was dishonorable to go against the direct glorious traditions of the nobility, and that only a villain would do such a despicable act?

Seeing this, Edward was directly angry and had a headache, and he felt a little impulsive to throw the table at that time.

This group of old-fashioned nobles accounted for half of the army, and Edward reluctantly chose to give in.

And the church army, which had been on the defensive, seemed to be a little unwilling, and directly put on a battle posture.

Of course, only Edward knew that this was because there was not much food in the Church Army, and he cut off the logistics supply, so he could only choose to fight with tears.

So, today, Edward set out his army to take on the church army.

There were more than 30,000 people on Edward's side and more than 10,000 people on the church side, which was almost twice the difference.

On the side of the Combine, the soldiers marched forward with their heads held high, and the wind blew the banners of the royal family and other nobles, accompanied by the huge number of troops, which made the church army silent for a while.

There was no plot to talk to each other before the battle, and Edward didn't want to talk nonsense, so he pulled the army and started directly.

On the side of the church, it was still Russell who commanded.

At this time, his face was full of seriousness, and there was no trace of a smile, and he stared straight ahead, that is, the fluttering red and white rose flag.

"Let's attack!" Closing his eyes, Russell said helplessly, the bitterness at the corner of his mouth couldn't be contained.

The sudden arrival of the King of England and the rapid rebellion of the nobility put him and the Church in a very unfavorable situation, so to speak, with little hope.

Russell had no choice but to take a gamble, he had no choice, and so did the other bishops.

They knew that this Protestant Majesty Edward, united with that group of hungry wolf-like nobles, there was absolutely no good ending waiting for them, and this was also their helpless choice!

On the side of the Combine, England had a red and white uniform, and the noble army was blue and gray.

The church army, on the other hand, is a black linen robe embroidered with a white cross, which is very conspicuous.

At this time, the first to be dispatched were the blue-gray troops of the nobility, which marched towards the side of the church, and attacked with great vigour.

Relying on the command in their hands, the nobles could only follow Edward's orders and act as vanguards.

Tens of thousands of pikemen attacked, but the church side did not take the initiative and defended on the spot.

I saw a large number of strong soldiers suddenly appear in the front row of the church, dragging a thick wooden shield about seven feet long in their hands, and put it down on the spot, giving a great deterrent to the soldiers advancing on the noble side.

"This, I didn't expect the Scots to do this trick, the Spaniard's method was still noticed!"

Looking at the rows of wooden shields, Edward shook his head, thinking to himself.

According to the Spanish phalanx model, a large shield was implemented in front, with spears exposed in the gaps, as a barrier to the cavalry charge.

The horses will naturally turn around in a sharp front wooden formation, revealing the infantry behind.

After that, the archers, gunners, and musketeers in the back row attacked in one go.

This was the essence of the Spanish phalanx, which defeated the armies of the Middle Ages.

And the Spanish phalanx, without artillery and muskets, at best, had more resistance, and could not stop much from the general trend.

Besides, a little more obstacle is not a bad thing for him.

"Let those nobles taste the suffering!"

Sure enough, the pikemen approached step by step, and were stopped by shields that were nearly more than a man high, and the archers in the rear took advantage of the situation to release sharp arrows.

In an instant, the gray-blue army, which could not advance or retreat, was blocked there and slaughtered by the church army.

As a result, the nobles immediately sent out cavalry.

However, the number of cavalry was not enough, and it was still impossible to break through the heavily defended church army.

Seeing that their army was continuing to die, the nobles immediately panicked and hurried to see the young king, asking him to send troops to attack.

Edward hesitated for a while, and when he couldn't afford to delay any longer, he sent a large army to attack.

The army of the church, which had been puffing up all the time, could still hold on to the noble army of the same size, but with the addition of an army of double size, this was not a straw, but a mountain, which was directly crushed.

In this way, the nobleman Lun, who had been beaten for a long time, rose up and attacked vigorously.

With the English army, a gap suddenly appeared in the shield soldiers, and then a great rout came.

"Victory! Victory, it's still that simple to fight! ”

Edward sat on his horse, facing ahead, a smile of relief on his face, his voice drifting away in the wind.

More than 10,000 people were like lambs fleeing in panic, being wantonly pursued by a pack of hungry wolves.

In this era, don't expect the army to reorganize and retreat slowly and orderly.

As long as it is washed away, the army with low quality is like quicksand, and it is easy to go.

Come in a hurry, go in a hurry.

Like movies and television, it is impossible to hit the ground with stickiness in reality!

So, after seeing the precarious scene ahead, Russell and the bishops hurriedly walked towards the camp under the escort of the loyal and strong mercenaries around them.

The Combine unbridled wielded spears in their hands and stepped forward, gaining military merit at their fingertips.

Watching the fan-shaped army drift away, Edward raised his monoculars and watched as the fleeing bishops, dressed in fine clothes, had approached their own camp.

He knew that next, the group of bishops would definitely surrender, and he only needed to think about what treaty they signed with blood.

"Earl Lennox, Marquess of Edinburgh, let the soldiers come back! There's nothing to gain now! ”

Edward put down the binoculars in his hand and whispered to the two Marquis beside him!

Next, the most important thing is the group of nobles, the church has ended in Scotland!