After two more days of confrontation between the two armies, the Randy Army began to lose its seats.

The nobles who originally belonged to Oslo began to circulate such rumors:

Randy didn't want to go to the rescue at all, he just wanted Felix II to be killed by the Danes, so that he could take the opportunity to annex Oslo.

All right! In a sense, this statement is not a lie, and there is indeed a reason why Randy does not fight, but seeing that his military morale is unstable if he continues like this, it is not good that the nobles of Oslo will make some moves, and this will not be conducive to his rule in Oslo in the future.

Therefore, after the Danish army on the opposite side submitted the war report for the third time, Randy directly took it.

Agreed, tomorrow regardless of the weather, regardless of the time, see you or leave,

Late at night, the Norwegian and Danish military camps were full of tension, and Randy couldn't sleep in bed, and he still didn't understand what he was worried about.

The next day, the sun was neither salty nor salty, releasing a temperature that was neither cold nor hot.

Although it was already May, Randy's white fox fur cloak could continue to be worn, and only Northern Europe had such a climate.

The two armies lined up as quickly as possible, with Randy's five-star dominance in play, and the nobles of Oslo and Bergen instinctively handing over the supreme command to Randy.

Their army, Randy, was barely drilled, and the regular army and

Recruiting spearmen and knight light cavalry or something, barely divided into several levels, it looks like it's only a little bit there.

On the other side, although the Danish army has eaten less recently and is slightly malnourished, its fierce momentum has not diminished, and a total of 28,000 people are divided into three fronts.

Cannon fodder is on the front line......

The knights and knights were in the second line......

The regular main force is in the third front......

"It's a regular army !!"

Randy climbed a small hill and pulled out his monoculars to look at the other side.

"Nothing else, at least the formation looks good."

The battle begins......

The Danish army took the lead, and under the urging of the knights behind the cannon fodder, these cannon fodder reluctantly launched a charge.

"Shoot!"

Randy frowned slightly, although before the official launch, cannon fodder should be used to consume the enemy's strength, but Randy feels that this kind of behavior is too unstable, who knows what these cannon fodder are thinking in their hearts, maybe just let them out, the next second they will turn around and bite you back.

In addition, the most important point is that these cannon fodder are too weak.

Randy gave an order, the general guard took out the horn and blew it, the crossbow-wielding militia in the front row quickly wound up, and the Nordic archers lined up in three columns behind them also stretched out their bows, and all the nobles who were placed on the other wing by Randy didn't have time to sigh at the number of Randy's ranged troops, and the Danish cannon fodder on the opposite side began to scream one after another.

Cannon fodder is cannon fodder, the equipment on the body is basically equal to nothing, and there is not even a shield among them, although because of the chaotic arrangement of the formation, which cancels out the shooting of some arrows, but no armor is no armor, so that the lethality of crossbows and bows and arrows can be enhanced to the maximum, whether it is shot in the head or in the knee, it can be exchanged for a scream from the other party.

After two rounds of arrow rain, the speed of the opposite charge slowed down significantly......

Although cannon fodder is in the name of cannon fodder, this does not mean that these guys want to die, on the contrary, these guys' will to survive is stronger than anyone else.

Some brains are more off the line, and they directly turn their heads and run towards their own positions.

They were greeted by swords in the hands of the knights.

"Keep charging for me, you cowards, cowards, or I'll cut you down."

Such shouts and curses sounded from all camps of the Danish army, and the cannon fodder was very helpless, they might die if they moved forward, and they would definitely die if they retreated.

This time, I don't know if it was because of the stimulation of blood or what, the combat effectiveness of the cannon fodder recruited farmers increased a lot, and looking at the hateful eyes, it was estimated that the blame was on Randy's side, and one by one they rushed forward as if they had been beaten with chicken blood.

Watching the cannon fodder front on the opposite side go from collapse to battle, it only took a few minutes, Randy felt a little incredible, he could enhance his combat effectiveness after being cut down? When did this logic emerge?

There are also regular troops in the Danish army! Recruited peasants like this made up only 40% of the army, about 10,000 people, and the equipment was not very good, and Randy was able to handle it.

Crossbow-wielding militiamen retreated, and the infantry arrays lined up like walls of Viking soldiers and Viking warriors, forming a solid infantry line that quickly fought their way, with the front-row fighters swinging their tomahawks and slashing at them, while the back-row fighters threw throwing axes with all their might to provide long-range support.

Randy's 4,000 Vikings dispatched 2,500 people, and the array was seven layers, although the thickness was relatively weak, it was still advancing in a crushing posture.

"Is it okay?"

Margrethe I also stood on the high platform, although she did not have a telescope like Randy, but at this time, as long as you have long eyes, you can see the collapse of the first front of the Danish army.

"Just now, the spy came to report that the other side needs to prepare again."

"These bastards!"

Her Majesty scolded viciously and said, "My general, don't you think you should do something?" ”

The general said with a sneering face: "Then let the second formation attack!" Her Majesty! ”

"Hmm!" Margrethe I's face was a little better.

The order to attack was issued, and the knights of the second array and their followers, a total of more than 2,000 heavy cavalry, quickly formed several phalanxes, completely ignoring their own cannon fodder standing in front of them, and launched a decisive charge against the Randy army on the opposite side.

This also led directly to the complete collapse of the first front of the Danish army.

But it seemed to be worth it, the knights ran to a hundred meters of the Randy army array and began to charge, during which the war horses trampled a lot of their own cannon fodder into pulp, and the cavalry group accelerated to the highest at fifty meters, and Randy's side slightly weakened the cavalry formation with a flying axe, and the two sides collided.

Never fight heavy cavalry in plain terrain unless you're tired of being alive!

Even if they were arranged in a dense formation, wearing heavy chain mail, the furious Viking warriors still looked so powerless in the face of the galloping knights, and the Viking warriors standing in the first row, and even the second and third rows were all dead and wounded, and the Viking army was reduced by nearly two percent at once, and the distressed Randy's heart twitched.

Randy didn't expect the other party to be so ruthless and completely ignore his own army, even if they were just cannon fodder......

"Flanks, cavalry charge!"

The war continues, and according to Randy's thoughts, it should be in the form of the flank aristocratic coalition sending troops to storm the flanks of the battlefield to alleviate the crumbling Vikings on the frontal battlefield. At the same time, he also drew two teams of Viking soldiers from his own formation, one team of Viking soldiers to support the front line, one team of Viking soldiers to supplement the middle lane, and two teams of Viking soldiers to form a new line of defense on both flanks to prevent the enemy from encircling the two wings.

Nearly 2,000 cavalrymen on the frontal battlefield have thrown away their broken cavalry spears, drawn their long swords and slashed left and right condescendingly, fighting with the Viking army, and at the same time the opposing regular army began to move quickly, a total of more than 2,000 Nordic axemen wearing heavy chain armor and holding long-handled battle axes, as an assault team rushed to the front.

Behind them, the Danish professional troops of nearly 10,000 people had clear barriers, shield spearmen, shield axe men, and archers were all lined up in small phalanxes of two hundred people, and these small squares were spliced together like puzzles, forming a slightly flattened hexagonal array, with narrow wings and heavy middle, and it seemed that the opposing commander was planning to break through in the middle.

Randy was able to see the attributes of the enemy commander on the opposite side through Enides' detection:

Age: fifty-six years old

Grade: ★★★★★★★★

Eight-star diamond ashes veteran general!!!

Randy comforted himself in his heart, the reason why he put on an inclined needle shape and deployed the aristocratic coalition army, which was several times the number of the professional army under his direct jurisdiction, on the flank, was to play a role at this time, and after receiving 1,200 reinforcements on the frontal battlefield, the Viking army temporarily stabilized its position.

"Flank charge! Flank charge! ”

As long as we can break the flank of the enemy, our army can win steadily, and I have already invested my blood for this battle, shouldn't you bastards make some effort?

However, Randy didn't put all the treasures on that group of nobles.

Randy still has one trump card that is useless, that is, two hundred improved Viking Tomahawk cavalry, this elite heavy cavalry unit is Randy's biggest hole card, as long as this trump card is used in the right place, it is not impossible to change the entire battle situation.

Flank!!!!!!

Front row of flanks!!

The knights in the front row defected......

On the entire flank, the Bergen aristocratic coalition army, a total of 20,000 troops, all defected in an instant.

They cut down 6,000 Oslo nobles in the shortest possible time, because their monarch was still trapped in the city of Oslo, and it was impossible for them to surrender.

800 knights and their henchmen, together with their retinues, charged from the flanks to the high ground where Randy was located, as long as Randy could be killed, the whole of Northern Europe could be pacified, is there anything bad about the Grand Duke of Norway being concurrently served by the Queen of Denmark? It's much better than Randy, who abducted and deceived the nobles under his command.

Only then did Randy figure out where his previous uneasiness came from, that is, this group of shameless nobles who ate inside and out, and they actually colluded with the Queen of Denmark.

"You're all going to die!" Randy had figured it out now, but it was too late.

In the face of such adversity, Randy was uncharacteristically yelled, "No! 100 years, I've waited for 100 years, I can't afford to lose here. ”

Randy draws his sword out of its sheath and gives the order!

Mobilize all the troops, mobilize all the Vikings, throw all the ranged units and patrol cavalry into the right flank, and help the Oslo aristocratic coalition resist the rebellious Bergen aristocratic coalition.

Their side is already at an absolute disadvantage, and the speed must be accelerated.

The remaining 200 improved Tomahawk cavalry, plus 50 general guards, quickly circled to the other side of the battlefield and began to charge towards the enemy's rear, where the Queen of Denmark was.

"Kill her, kill this old woman, and it's over!"

Randy's mind now had no idea of calming things down, holding a knife in one hand and shielding his body with a vulture shield in the other to resist the stray arrows, rushing to the front of the cavalry.

The Danish army's hexagonal array, after a period of fighting, gradually turned into an irregular oval.

The troops in the middle are thicker and convex, and the forces on both flanks are weaker.

Among them, on the right flank of the Danish army, there is their alliance of noble rebels, so naturally there is no need to defend, and their left flank does not know whether the enemy is intentional or unintentional, this large area of open and flat terrain does not have too many troops.

"Charge!"

At Randy's roar, two hundred and fifty-one heavily armored cavalry split into five teams, each lined up with fifty men, and continued to charge at the enemy's flank array in turn.

Whether it was the improved tomahawk cavalry or the knights of the guards, the huge kinetic energy generated by its weight exceeding the weight of ordinary cavalry, and the heavy cavalry spears up to two meters seven long in the hands of the cavalry, produced immeasurable power, after a perfect charge, the cavalry took out their tomahawks and maces and slashed, while turning their horses' heads to the side, and then the second column of cavalry charged again.

After five columns of 251 cavalry each had been charged, the left flank of the Danish army could not bear such a blow, and thousands of conscripted peasants, mercenaries and Viking soldiers mixed together and became a mess.

Although the noble knights tried to restore order, the more they managed, the more they helped, and the entire left wing was on the verge of collapse.

"Charge, kill!"

When Randy was charging just now, he was not to be outdone and chopped off a few heads, the advanced knife skills he had just exchanged were very effective, he rushed forward with the help of horsepower, calculated the right time to cut down on the enemy's neck, and the arterial blood spurted out at once, but that scene was very shocking, and it also aroused the murderous surname in Randy's heart.

In the round of charge just now, only a dozen or so tomahawk cavalry did not master it well when they charged, fell off their horses and were killed, but in addition to this, the entire heavy cavalry camp had no other casualties at all, and still maintained extremely strong combat effectiveness.

This time, more than 200 cavalry spears had been broken, but the tomahawks and heavy maces in their hands were not impossible to kill, or in the melee, these two melee weapons were more suitable for combat.

The cavalry formed a prismatic formation and rushed into the chaos, relying on their solid armor and not afraid of the attack, but only desperately attacking forward, only using their vulture shields to block when attacked by heavy weapons such as long-handled axes.

Denmark's Nordic axe soldiers have a strong attack power, and the long-handled tomahawk is a killing weapon, waving their hands together, and slashing with all their strength, so that the power exerted is much stronger than the one-handed tomahawk of the Viking army under Randy, even if the tomahawk cavalry wearing heavy chain armor cannot achieve complete defense, there are many unfortunate and careless tomahawk cavalry, so they were cut off by the two-handed axe of the Nordic axemen.

In contrast, the knights of the Guards who wore the heavy full-body plate armor of the Renaissance were in much better condition, and even if they were slashed with a long-handled two-handed axe, they would not do much damage, and the system of Viking knights would not hurt at all.

In the face of such a strong warrior, the fate of the Nordic axemen is usually miserable, and the knights of the Guard, who are enraged by their own injuries, will swing the mace in their hands with all their might, smashing the Nordic axemen on the opposite side with their helmets and heads to deform.

And Randy also suffered the first crisis since the resurrection, after he cut the throats of two enemies, he was finally targeted by the third Nordic axeman, seeing the axe the size of a human head cut over, Randy's heart was horizontal, and he blocked the vulture shield in his hand, and retracted his hand at the same time that the vulture shield was split, this moment made the other party's movements pause, and the flick was a knife to chop off, but under the effect of the habitual surname, the opponent's axe was still cut down, directly on Randy's forearm.

The slightly thin armor on his arm naturally couldn't be completely defended, and the cold axe blade directly cut through the skin and bit into the flesh, and the painful Randy's hand trembled, and he almost dropped the knife.

The battle just now only took place for a moment, and the Nordic axe soldier had turned into a cold corpse without breathing, and Randy eased his breath and shouted, "Charge, continue to charge with me." ”

The hoplites, who were already less than 200 men, responded in unison, and could immediately pierce the enemy's line......

(End of chapter)