At this time, the 3,000 Hungarian rangers also came around and charged at the panicked Trabisen archers!

At this time, the two Eastern Roman legions had just attacked the nameless heights, and there were not enough heavy infantry guards next to the archers, seeing that the rangers chose to charge after a round of bows and arrows, and when they were about to suffer annihilation, the Eastern Roman lancers, who were originally preparing to attack the French army, had to rush over and stop these Hungarian cavalry from engaging in a bloody battle, and the Trabizon archers took advantage of the situation to retreat.

The stalemate of the frontal battlefield was gradually broken, as Randy commanded the assault infantry, attacking the opponent's defense line again and again, the front of the Eastern Roman army retreated step by step, and at the same time, the morale was also reduced little by little, after six or seven hours of fierce fighting, the soldiers on the first line of the Eastern Rome were basically lost, and with the loss of one brigade after another of hoplites, Basil II was extremely anxious, and had the intention of letting the Minotaur wing fight, but he had some concerns.

Twenty days ago, when fighting the Italian army, the use of the Minotaur Wing was made of an exception, and Basil II's practice had caused dissatisfaction among many Eastern Roman nobles, especially those who had always opposed the use of the Minotaur by the Senate representatives, and even threatened to convene a Senate Assembly to remove Basil II after returning home.

Although Basil II was not afraid of such a threat, if the Senate really used this matter to attack its prestige, its position and power would inevitably be shaken, and by that time......

Basil II shook his head, and his heart was crossed: "When the time comes, kill them all." ”

However, Basil II did not let the Minotaurs play in the game, and only sent his own Imperial Guards out.

A total of less than 2,000 Imperial Forest Army, in large groups of small formations of about three people, interspersed into their own front to fill the vacancy, these warriors wearing gorgeous silver-white scale armor and bright red cloaks held high the battle flag, shouted loudly, fought hard, and boosted the morale of the front line!

"Look! It's the Guards! ”

The Eastern Roman soldiers shouted, pointing at the conspicuous warriors, and seeing the strongest legions in the empire fighting alongside them made even the weakest Greeks feel courageous.

Randy had heard about the colorful guys, and knew that it was impossible to win with the infantry line, so he urged his cavalry to come.

The brutal hussar battle continues, but Randy's attention has shifted elsewhere.

On the frontal battlefield, with the addition of the two legions of the opposing side, the Eastern Roman heavy infantry of the two brigades at the forefront spread out their formation and began to outflank the two flanks under the aid of the projected light infantry, and the Norman infantry cluster, which had already appeared a little prominent, Randy had no choice but to press the Norman troops of four thousand men again.

On the frontal battlefield, Randy has already dispatched more than half of the professional troops, while the Eastern Roman army still has at least sixty percent of the professional troops unused, which makes Randy a little worried.

"Have you assembled the heavy cavalry? How much longer? Randy couldn't help but ask, looking at the hoplites on the far right flank who hadn't yet entered the battlefield, still in disarray.

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty, our own Norman heavy cavalry and royal knights are ready quickly, but those improvised feudal knights can't keep up with us, I'll rush again." Said the captain of a knight detachment of the Guards.

"Then go," Randy shouted without looking back, and the Guard Knight immediately ran down.

Among the more than 40,000 regular troops under Randy's command, many of them are cavalry and projection troops, and really as the hoplites in the middle of the battlefield, Randy has less than 20,000 people, even if he adds the decisive assault fighters, it is only about 24,500, compared to the six integrated regiments on the opposite side, two and a half full regiments, and two of the 50,000 or 60,000 regular hoplites who were beaten to the point that only empty shells remained, it was still a lot less, and at this moment, the frontal battlefield was stretched again, and there were already a few loopholes in the Norman army's front, Randy thought about it, He mixed the regular army and the temporary conscription troops under his command to fill it.

Although the Norman temporary conscription troops were much better than the peasant soldiers of other countries, and even much stronger than the general level professional troops of some kingdoms, they were still a little insufficient in the face of the well-equipped hoplites of the Eastern Roman Empire, and the frontal battlefield was in a stalemate.

After thinking about it for a while, Randy wanted to swap out some of the Death Strike Fighters and replace them with other units to fill the gap, so that the Death Strike Fighters could find the enemy's weak points and attack.

But the big men with long-handled axes, without exception, all overcharged, most of them fell into the enemy group in small groups, and they continued to rush forward desperately, and it was a little unrealistic to want them to retreat.

"It's ......"

Randy had to retreat to the more brutal assault forces of the impromptu conscriptions, such as the lightly armed Sami two-handed axemen from Scandinavia, the forest two-handed axemen from the Black Forest on the Baltic coast, and the highland two-handed axemen from Scotland.

"Eighty percent or so of the cavalry have been assembled, and the rest may have been lost on the battlefield, and some knights don't seem to want to obey orders." The Knight of the Guard replied.

"Damn! Leave them alone and order the alpha to storm the opposing flank! ”

A total of more than 2,400 hoplites, thus forming four arrays, each with only one platoon, each platoon composed of 600 hoplites, rushed straight to the right flank of the battlefield, the enemy's weakly defended flank.

At this moment, on the nameless high ground on the left flank, two regular Eastern Roman legions that were burned by smoke also appeared, cooperating with the Eastern Roman lancers to besiege the Hungarian rangers, even if the Hungarian rangers were full of anger, they could not do anything, and after barely fighting for a while, they withdrew, and replaced with bows and arrows, wanting to use the rangers' archery tactics to deal with the enemy.

However, the archers of the Eastern Roman Trabizon joined the battlefield again, forming a defensive formation with heavily armed contradictions and archers equipped with powerful compound bows, and the light archers could not compare with long-range bows and arrows, and the melee hand-to-hand combat could not be compared, the charge was not, the guerrilla was not, and the form was very embarrassing.

Thousands of Eastern Roman lancers then let go of their hands and rushed to the left flank to support the Vadarel archers, who had completely fallen to the upper hand.

Once again, the whole battle is plunged into a cruel, tragic, balanced scale.

With tens of thousands of troops on the battlefield and thousands of reserves in their hands, the battle looked set to end in a draw if nothing happened, but the commanders on both sides were not satisfied with the situation.

A draw can be seen as a win-win or a win-win.

Of course, it can also be seen as a loser!

Both the Norman kingdom and the Eastern Roman emperors were extremely arrogant, and neither of them was willing to accept such an outcome.

"Order the Minotaur United, let the Minotaur take all his men, attack the right flank, attack the Franks, tell that bastard, don't complain, if he can help me achieve my wishes, I can reward him with anything, not a thousand, even ten thousand, a hundred thousand children, I just want them to attack."

The heralds beside the Emperor were so frightened that they could not move when they heard such a blasphemous and terrifying order, but the Emperor's fanatical, angry, Satan-like expression made them nimble in an instant.

"Go, or I'll hand you over to the minotaurs." His Majesty the Emperor drew his sword and roared at the poor herald.

So the herald ran away......

On the flanks, the Norman heavy cavalry once again showed a strong impact, these well-armed, powerful heavy cavalry, a round of charge to break a large group of Eastern Roman heavy infantry, although Basil II had already seen the Norman cavalry assembled, and sent a sufficient number of regular troops to form a defensive Eastern Roman contradictory heavy infantry phalanx, but this was completely useless, the Norman heavy cavalry forward broke a phalanx and quickly turned around, and turned to the second column for a second charge, The second column, which had not yet had time to be prepared, was washed away without any suspense, followed by the third array......

With less than 3,000 heavy cavalry, a band charge could not be completed before it completely crushed an Eastern Roman heavy infantry phalanx!

Basil II, who had all these things in his eyes, was stunned.

This array of cavalry, which rotated like a waterwheel and could charge non-stop, had enough room to charge after completing a charge, and rushed straight to another phalanx.

"Damn, when the hell did these barbarians breed such strong heavy cavalry?" Basil II was surprised to ask the same question that the Eastern Roman general had asked when he fought the Norman army for the first time.

"This way of fighting of theirs is very novel and very effective, that flag, the red on the black dragon flag...... It is true that the Normans are right, and it seems that they were able to rise in a very short time and become the most powerful nation among the barbarians, and it is not for nothing, but ...... At least 1/5 of these horsemen had a hard time keeping up with this tactic, and they weren't dressed as Norman cavalry, which meant that they were supposed to be so-called feudal knights or mercenary cavalry, and if that was the case, then no problem. ”

After a little observation, Basil II quickly came to a conclusion.

The heavy infantry of the Eastern Romans was simply not enough to continuously resist the continuous charges of the opponent, and only cavalry was used against the cavalry.

He reserved three companies of Guards cavalry, as well as a small number of Latin cavalry and ironclad holy cavalry, originally wanted to make a final decision when the balance of battle turned to his side and completely disintegrate the opponent's fighting spirit, but now it seems that it is not impossible.

At this point, the last group of the Greeks, nearly 5,000 hoplites, was also sent out to fight a fierce battle with the Norman cavalry, which was about 1/2 of their own.

When thousands of Eastern Roman lancers joined the battlefield, the balance of war, which had been slightly tilted in favor of the Hungarian Rangers, quickly fell in the direction of Eastern Rome.

The poorly equipped and poorly trained Hungarian Rangers, though helpless, were no match for the superior Eastern Roman lancers, who had a great advantage in quantity and quality, and these nomads recruited from various Hungarian tribes with a desire for their homeland and dreams of Hungarian glory fell helplessly in front of the well-armed and well-trained Eastern Roman lancers.

"We're attacking too!"

At this time, Duke Charles could no longer hold back and shouted: "The current situation is stalemate, neither side can make progress, if we switch to the offensive, the coalition forces will definitely be able to gain an advantage." ”

"That's true......"

Philip II nodded, although the King of France, who was more adept at intrigue and power tricks, was not as good at judgment on the battlefield as Duke Charles, but he could also see that the current stalemate needed someone to break it, and the Normans tried, but the Normans failed.

Light cavalry, heavy cavalry, assault infantry, and Randy used all means to neutralize the Eastern Roman army.

So now...... It's the turn of the French!

Thinking of this, King Philip II of France couldn't help but smile.

"I can't imagine that God treats me well!"

After saying this to himself in his heart, Philip II spoke generously and took out his long sword inlaid with gold and jade.

"Franciscos, it will be us who will save Christendom, attack!"

"Burgundians, our warriors, attack!"

After a long wait, the 50,000 French troops on the left flank began to advance slowly.

The stopped Swiss Phalanx of Spears is the strongest defensive formation, it can be called a living human fortress, but once such a fortress moves, it is an unstoppable jungle of steel, and the Swiss are uniform, ignoring the surroundings, holding spears, straight forward, and the Swiss Phalanx of Spears is advancing.

"God help me!"

Seeing this, Basil II also smiled.

Perhaps the entrenched Swiss phalanx is more difficult to break, but the moving Swiss phalanx ......

"It's our turn!"

The Minotaur, who had lost his left eye in the previous war with the Italians, now wears an eyepatch and leads 2,000 minotaurs to charge on the left flank of the battlefield.

Ignoring the terrain, ignoring friends and foes, ignoring everything that stood in their way, those who could not dodge, whether it was their own spearmen, archers, or the opposing rangers, were all knocked into the air by them, and some of the more cruel and stronger minotaurs lifted the cavalry directly from their horses over their heads with one hand, and with a vigorous click of both hands, they forcibly tore the unlucky ghost in half, poured the internal organs of their stomachs into their mouths, and chewed heavily.

The bloodied monsters had even entered the battlefield before they drew their battle axes from their waists, their scarlet eyes aimed at the advancing Swiss, and smiled wickedly and maliciously.

"What kind of monster is that?" Randy felt sick to his stomach as he watched the minotaurs put on a show of tearing people apart, but fortunately he didn't eat much in the morning, otherwise he would have been embarrassed.

"It's a minotaur, Your Majesty!"

The knights of the Guards and the governor of Venice, Witt, as well as the bishop of the Papal State, although they couldn't see it very clearly, were able to guess what was going on, and they were also dumbfounded by the performance of these monsters, and they didn't even listen to the answer of the only normal knight of the guard.

(End of chapter)