In the engagement, Sir Hubert and Sir Ronald each had their own advantages, with Ronald not only well-equipped and well-trained, but also possessed a certain long-range throwing ability, which could achieve the goal of breaking the enemy's morale and disrupting the formation before making contact with the enemy.

Although Sir Hubert's spear phalanx is relatively strong in defensive battles and battles, as long as they are entangled, they can cause great damage to the enemy, but because the pikemen must hold spears in both hands and cannot hold shields for defense, they have poor mobility and little resistance to long-range attacks, and the quality of the soldiers is also relatively poor, so they are likely to collapse in the face of continuous long-range attacks.

On the battlefield, the two sides of the decisive battle are compared who makes fewer mistakes, who can make reasonable use of their own advantages and avoid their own disadvantages, and who can seize the fleeting fighter.

If someone does all of that, then the win is basically sealed.

This beam of dazzling sunlight, which can be said to be brought to Sir Hubert by the goddess of victory, dazzled the Ronald army, and the pace of the charge stagnated, and it was no longer possible to project light javelins.

Sir Hubert seized the opportunity with great success and ordered the whole army to charge.

In order to prevent Ronald's army from slowing down and distancing themselves from them to play kite flying tactics, Hubert decisively ordered his twenty Norman heavy infantry to rush forward and entangle Ronald and them.

Looking at the Norman hoplites rushing up, Sir Ronald was a little anxious, if he was entangled by these sword and shield soldiers, then when the spear phalanx rushed up, Ronald's subordinate infantry would instantly 'corpse all over the field' under the spear charge.

Sir Ronald hurriedly shouted the order, and ordered his squads to retreat in turn, leaving only the extremely resilient elite light infantry ready to defend against the Norman heavy infantry.

They were specially trained to fight in groups of three or five with javelins, short swords, and round shields, always keeping a distance from the Norman hoplites and halting their charges.

Throughout the battlefield, elite light infantry and Norman heavy infantry chased and threw each other.

The commanders of these Norman heavy infantry were also very decisive, leaving a squad of eight people to continue to fight with the more than a dozen elite light infantry in front of them, while the remaining twelve sword and shield soldiers continued to charge the Ronald army without hesitation under the leadership of the commander.

The Hucong infantry, who had distanced themselves from these Norman heavy infantry, had only hastily formed their formation, and before they could move to the flank and launch a charge, they were struck by a charge of the Norman heavy infantry that was catching up.

The brave Norman hoplites stumbled more than a dozen of the infantry with all their might, and the iron tips on their Viking shields knocked several of the infantry unconscious.

Looking at the entangled infantry of the entangled subordinates, Ronald had no choice but to order his soldiers to eliminate them as soon as possible.

But the Norman hoplites who rushed into the infantry formation were like a solid reef, and no matter how the waves beat them, they did not move.

At this time, the Viking shield in the hands of the Norman heavy infantry was their best companion, and the twelve huge and solid shields formed a tight shield formation next to each other, no matter how the place attacked, it could not attack the chest and other vital parts of the Norman heavy infantry.

The resilient Norman hoplites bought precious time for the pikes that followed.

The phalanx of spears, jogging and sprinting in a neat formation, spread out in formation, with the first three rows of spears flattened and the tips aimed at the slaves who were entangled with the Norman heavy infantry, while the rear three rows of spearmen stretched out their spears at diagonal angles, ready to fill the gaps of fallen soldiers.

Rumble...

Bang bang bang ... Bang bang bang ...

Rao was a part of the infantry freed themselves from the entanglement of the Norman heavy infantry, and made a shield-holding posture against the charging spearmen, who were still knocked down by the spears with great kinetic energy.

Fortunately, the spears that came from the assassination did not have sharp spear tips, and with the shield and chain armor they were only shot in the chest and fell to the ground, not fatally injured.

In the face of a series of spear assassinations, the more than 50 remnants of the defeated army led by Sir Ronald seemed to be washed by the tide of sand castles, as if they could be crushed by another wave of attacks.

Sir Hubert's spearmen were already twice as many as Ronald's, and Hubert's numerical advantage was even more obvious.

They could easily have split off on either side of the infantry to block the retreat of Sir Ronald and the others.

The sound of weapons striking and clashing gradually stopped, and the remaining thirty or so soldiers lowered the weapons in their right hands, and they did not dare to act rashly in the face of the forest of spears aimed at them.

Sir Hubert stepped out of the crowd, pointed his sword at Sir Ronald in the crowd, and said, "Sir Ronald, admit defeat, you have already lost." ”

"No, I haven't lost yet!" Sir Ronal also stepped out of the crowd, came to Sir Hubert, drew his sword at his waist, and pointed it at him, and said, "Sir Hubert, do you dare to fight me. ”

"Why do you bother?" Sir Hubert shook his head and sighed, "The result is already obvious, even if you don't admit defeat, I am the winner." ”

"No, it's different, I just want to beat you with dignity." Sir Ronald raised his kite-shaped shield in his left hand and his Norman sword in his right hand, making a gesture of readiness for battle, and shouted with his eyes wide open, "Do you dare to fight me, Hubert." ”

"Good! I'll give you this chance. Sir Hubert drew his sword with his shield in one hand and his sword in the other, and slowly approached.

The soldiers on the two sides on the field looked at the two people who were preparing for a duel, and they all stepped back and formed a circle of space with a radius of tens of meters, staring at the wonderful duel that was about to begin.

"Yikes!"

Looking at Sir Hubert, who was strolling leisurely and approaching unhurriedly, Sir Ronald could not bear it any longer, and rushed forward with a sword in his hand.

Bang...

Sir Hubert easily fended off a slash from Sir Ronald with his left kite shield, and with a slash of his right sword, he pushed Sir Ronald's sword away and forced him back.

Seeing the seemingly contemptuous victorious smile on Sir Hubert's face, Sir Ronald's eyes were wide and his eyebrows were upside down, and he could no longer bear the look of contempt that seemed to him, and he sprinted towards Sir Hubert again with a loud shout.

This time, Sir Ronald no longer simply sprinted and swung his sword, but put the kite-shaped shield in his left hand in front of him, and lowered the Norman sword against the shield with his right hand, ready to give Sir Hubert a shield blow to knock him down, and then stabbed a sword to defeat him.

However, Sir Hubert did not go his way, and also assumed the posture of holding a shield in his left hand and a sword in his right, and began to charge towards Ronald.

This is destined to be the strongest collision between two powerful knights, who will risk their lives.