Caesar stood on a tall chariot, drew his sword in his right hand and pointed forward: "Normans!" The bravest of all peoples! I have no doubt about your courage or that you will be victorious, and no accident or obstacle will stop you from working hard to win.

I may need to inspire you now, but you have the courage you have and you don't need to be motivated.

O my warriors! Is it not a shame that a nation that has been defeated many times, knows nothing about military affairs, and has no courage to show its head before you? Isn't it surprising that the Romans who killed your countrymen are still alive? Now, my warriors, is the time to raise the banner and move forward! Let the light of your glory shine like lightning on all directions! ”

"Oh! Long live Lord Caesar! Long live Lord Caesar! ”

"Hooray! Banzai! ”

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Caesar rode on a huge chariot with an eight-meter-high conning tower, and he and his guards stood at the top of the conning tower, which made it easy for him to observe the progress of the battle in front of him, and if he wanted to give an order, he could directly shout to the heralds under the chariot, asking them to pass Caesar's orders to all the troops of the army.

This kind of command chariot is also one of William's inventions, before that, commanders usually rode on tall horses to pass through the dense crowd to observe the battle situation ahead, which would cause great inconvenience to the generals.

But the easy to move and towering command vehicle solved this problem perfectly, and with the fact that Caesar had exchanged a monocular from William, he could observe the enemy situation very clearly, and even the faces of the enemy commanders could be seen clearly.

"The enemy is coming, all men are ready, defensive operations, and the cavalry units are ready to attack!" Caesar tucked his sword away from its scabbard and commanded with a wave of his right hand.

"Yes, Lord Caesar." The soldiers around him were shocked.

Several heralds rode to relay Caesar's orders, and the sound of desolate trumpets, dull drums, and rousing brass trumpets sounded, and flags were waving, all signaling that war was coming.

The center of the Norman army was under Caesar's personal command, and a defensive formation was spread, with no horses and sharp tree trunks sticking diagonally into the ground densely distributed in the front line, and in front of which a trench four meters wide and two meters deep meandered in front of the horses, a line of fortifications that could be very effective against the frontal attack of the cavalry.

Behind the fortifications were the scattered Norman longbowmen and crossbowmen, who relied on the horse fortifications to project fire at the front at will, without worrying about the onslaught of the cavalry, at least the fortifications in front would buy them enough time to retreat and save their lives.

These more than 1,600 crossbowmen can be said to account for the majority of the entire army, including Norman longbowmen, Genoese hired crossbowmen, hired archers, etc., the composition is quite complicated, but this does not prevent them from playing, because they have an outstanding commander - Wackerin. Morality. Winchester, a Norman general whom Caesar trusted.

"The enemy is already within range of the longbowmen, commander, do you shoot?" The Quan Fang Observer had already estimated the approximate distance of the enemy and asked loudly.

The longbowmen in their ranks had a far more range than crossbowmen and mercenary archers.

"The longbowmen start shooting slowly, keeping the rhythm." Wackerin. Morality. Winchester ordered.

He knew that longbowmen, despite their long-range, fast-firing and powerful advantages, also had the obvious disadvantage of not being able to continue firing after fifteen to twenty rounds of rapid fire.

Now that the enemy is just within range of the longbowmen, neither the accuracy nor the damage of the arrows is strong, and he must let the longbowmen save their strength and wait for the right moment.

Despite being in Wackering. Morality. Under Winchester's orders, the longbowmen kept shooting at a slow pace, but they still shot a continuous rain of arrows under the orders of the officers.

The Italians and Lombards who were attacking head-on had never seen the Normans shoot with longbows, but as if they were ordinary bows and arrows, they fell into bad luck, and more than 300 of them were nailed to the ground by several waves of arrows, and hundreds more were wounded.

"Raise your shield, raise your shield for defense, tortoiseshell formation!" The Italians and Lombards did not lose their military skills from Roman times, and under the command of their respective officers, they used tortoiseshell formations to defend against longbows and arrows falling from the sky.

Of course, not all troops can use tortoiseshell formations well, and only the most elite troops can use them purely locally, and most troops still wear shields to protect their heads and torsos.

The elite of the enemy's main force in the middle used the tortoiseshell formation, which undoubtedly slowed down their marching speed and made the previous indomitable momentum disappear in an instant. Morality. The outcome that Winchester and Caesar want to see.

"Make a hole in these turtles, order the equipment troops not to spare their hands, and all trebuchets and bed crossbows to shoot rapidly!" Caesar commanded with a wave of his right hand.

In the center of the formation, six counterweight trebuchets and twelve torsion trebuchets had already been prepared, and they were all loaded with stone bullets, waiting for Caesar's orders.

"Launch!"

"Launch!"

Bang bang... Bang bang... Whew... Whew...

As the order to shoot was given, the sound of countless wooden mallets striking the bracket was heard, the long boom of the counterweight trebuchet was erected in an instant, and the boulders in the pocket were thrown out, and the torsion trebuchet around them was not to be outdone, and countless smaller stones were also poured out.

The boulders flew over the heads of the Normans and landed unmistakably on top of the slow-moving enemy in the center.

Their dense formation and slow speed gave these boulders a chance to play, especially the six large grinding disc boulders weighing three hundred pounds, piercing through the enemy array from all different directions, carving out alleys of flesh and blood, and no one survived in their passes.

The twelve smaller stone projectiles did not seem to be very powerful, but the damage they did was not ordinary, and the enemy soldiers who were hit by these stones fell one after another, and no one was spared.

Just this round of stone projectiles caused nearly 600 heavy casualties, and what was even more terrifying was the serious blow to their morale, and for the first time in their eyes, hesitation and timidity appeared.

"It's not over yet! Bed crossbow shooting, the whole army shoots rapidly, don't cherish your physical strength! "Wackerin. Morality. Winchester took the lead and fought on the front line, he had long known the enemy's situation, and immediately seized the fighter plane and ordered more than 20 bed crossbows and all the shooters placed on the front line to shoot, and gave them the maximum damage when the enemy formation was scattered.

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