Rollo handed the battle flag in his hand to the squire behind him, and rode to the infantry position.

I took a long breath to calm down my little heart that was jumping too fast, at this time, as a commander, I must definitely sit firmly in the military tent, after all, things have not reached the point of no return, once I can't hold on to waiting for myself, it's not just as simple as failure, it is very likely that morale will quickly collapse and evolve into a big rout, and I won't even have a chance to turn over.

After receiving the order, the infantry phalanx immediately attacked, and the situation of the battle changed immediately after the addition of one hundred and ten knives, and the Polish infantry, which had become the end of the crossbow, could not withstand the blow any longer, and finally lost the battle with dozens of bloody corpses.

Retreating backwards, they met their own phalanx of heavy infantry, the deserters who still had a glimmer of hope for survival, experienced the huge drop that fell into hell in an instant, and the heavy infantry ruthlessly crushed them, leaving a place of minced flesh trembling and telling about desolation, no wonder they were so desperate before, and they could run faster than Bolt with their heads in the back!

"The heavy infantry is up, my lord!" The attendants who ordered the herald to raise the battle flag and report on the situation on the battlefield.

"See!"

I replied in a calm tone, but my heart panicked like a rabbit, and I silently muttered: "I hope the pikemen will not disappoint me and successfully stop the heavy infantry from continuing to advance." ”

There are still six phalanxes on Bolesław's position as reserves that have not been used, and the noble knights are their only weakness, and only by transferring the elite guards cavalry can we have a chance to use surprise troops to win.

The bull's death squad had the last hundred or so canisters of fire oil strapped to their bodies, all of which were reserved for critical moments, so whether the pikemen could successfully nail the enemy's heavy infantry to their positions at the moment was related to the direction of the entire battle.

The battle situation is still stalemate, the Poles have completely mastered the situation of the battlefield, forcing me to hurriedly issue orders to remedy the defensive line, tear down the east wall and make up the west wall to solve the temporary needs, although the distance is too far to see the face of Bolesław hidden in the heavy army on the opposite side, but I think that he must be sneering with disdain at the corner of his mouth, and he is ready to torture the poor guinea pig for a while longer.

"No, I have to go to the front to supervise the battle in person, and I don't feel at ease when I always watch from the back."

I gritted my teeth and hesitated for a long time, but finally I couldn't help but make up my mind, and ordered the herald who was following me: "Call Kohler back to take over the command, and tell him not to use the reserves until the last resort." ”

The herald opened his mouth to prevent his adult from being in danger alone, but he pursed his lips and swallowed his words back and nodded, I got off my horse, rearranged the belt of the chain mail with the help of the attendants, took a shield in my hand and weighed it twice, and took a sharp breath to cheer myself up, once the situation was urgent, it was inevitable that I could not hold on to hand-to-hand combat, thanks to the old wound on my waist was almost healed, and I could still cope with it for a while.

The Nijmegen infantry, which fought with the cavalry, although they had the advantage in the early stage, and the Poles were very nerve-wracking because of their playing style, and they fell a lot in confusion, but after all, two fists were difficult to defeat four hands, and they were slowly divided and surrounded by more and more enemies with one enemy and ten, and they tried their best to kill the enemy, but they could not prevent every attack of the enemy, and they died tragically one after another, and the positions on both flanks unfortunately fell.

When I rushed to the pikemen position, the enemy's heavy infantry in the chaos was fiercely ramming the antler defense line, and the two infantry phalanxes responsible for the defense were busy fighting back across the obstacles, spears and short swords were staggered and raised, and the two sides had their own damage, but the inferiority in numbers and equipment could not be concealed, and it was soon apparent, even if they relied on the layers of solid antlers, the battle losses of the Nijmegen soldiers were still rapidly more than half, just like a crayfish whirling around the big shark, no matter how fast the speed was, it would toss for a while. Sooner or later, it is inevitable to be eaten.

"Abandon the antlers and let them withdraw at once." Seeing one soldier after another screaming to death, using my humble strength to stop the enemy's increasingly fierce offensive, I decided to immediately stop the senseless sacrifices, gather the remaining forces, clench them into fists to show the Poles, and slowly retreat to the next line of defense.

The heralds beat the drums of retreat, and the infantry, who heard the order, covered each other and retreated into a circular phalanx of pikemen, and Kohler's archers joined the regiment as I commanded.

At this moment, if anyone can look down from the sky, he will definitely find the three pikemen phalanx in Nijmegen, like three mixed cream cakes, the outermost pikemen, like a bread crust wrapped in the filling, the infantry in the middle is a greasy cream layer, and the innermost archers are densely arranged in a formation, like a chocolate filling, if the enemy wants to swallow us in one bite, he will have to endure the crispiness of the bread crust and the greasy cream, and the sweet chocolate filling, or swallow the blood and water to the estimated half choking.

I stared at the Polish hoplites who were dismantling the antler barrier from a distance, and snorted coldly in my heart: "Let you be arrogant for a while, and you will suffer after you come." ”

In front of the heavy infantry armed to the teeth, the wooden antlers were nothing more than children's toys, easily broken like building blocks, and there was nothing in front of them to stop the advance, perhaps to them to strangle the number of people, but hundreds of miscellaneous pikemen were a matter of minutes, so the Polish heavy infantry excitedly tapped their armor, let out a deafening cheer, and then continued to advance with their weapons in a murderous manner.

"Twenty, Nineteen, Eighteen......"

I poked my head out of the dense array of pikemen stabbing into the sky, squinted my eyes and counted down, "Five, four, three, two, one!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the shouts of the Polish heavy infantry, which gradually changed from an orderly attack to a strolling and running flight, suddenly stagnated, and the few people who rushed to the front still had incredible expressions on their faces, but their bodies had already fallen into a chest-deep trench, no matter how they struggled, they couldn't move, and the sharp wooden stakes buried in the soil pierced through the weakest lower body of the armor, and the howl like killing pigs resounded in the sky, even higher than their excited cheers just now.

The heavy infantry, who could not see the situation clearly, still moved forward with the order, squeezing more of their comrades in the front row into the pit, and under the pressure of the heavy armor of the soldiers who fell in behind, the unlucky ones who fell in it first were completely lifeless, their expressions were starkly stagnant, the wooden thorns were deeply embedded in the vital point, easily penetrating their seemingly indestructible armor, the strongest protection in the world, shattered by the most inconspicuous weapons, how ironic and incredible the arrangement in the dark.

"It's now!" I shouted and drew my sword, and the pikemen lowered their bodies to make room for the archers behind me, who were still busy with their hands and feet, and the heavy infantry who had crawled out of the pile of dead men in embarrassment raised their heads blankly, and the tips of the arrows reflecting the dazzling light suddenly constricted their pupils, imprinting the last visual image of their lives in their minds.

At such a close distance, even if they were wearing heavy armor, it was difficult to shield the damage 100%, and suddenly they fell to the ground, and the wounded soldiers were pressed by their dead comrades, screaming heartbreakingly, and struggling madly to leave, but I would not give them such a chance, and the infantry of Nijmegen pounced on them like tigers out of their cages, as if the butcher had bled his cattle tied to a stake before Christmas, and slashed into his throat with a sharp knife without a single splash of blood.

The enemy was in disarray, and I hurriedly seized the opportunity to issue a second order: "Together! ”

The three pikemen phalanx followed the sound, end to end to form a new circular phalanx, and more long guns were on the ground, forming an airtight defense, just after we had just completed the integration of the phalanx, the Polish cavalry outflanked from both flanks, keeping a certain contact distance and running around the phalanx.

The slopes leading to Nijmegen's main camp were littered with antlers and thistles, which were not conducive to the cavalry charge, and who knows if the sinister Germans had also dug a pit on the seemingly flat gentle slope, so the Poles simply gave up their distances and approached, first surrounding and helping the heavy infantry, and eating the last of Nijmegen's strength.

In front of the spear with the tip of the hedgehog, the cavalry could not take advantage of the slightest, and the galloping horse collided head-on with the spear, but would inertly throw the knight on his back far away, so the Polish cavalry just got as close to us as possible, covering the archers to shoot arrows tentatively in this direction, and at the same time carefully dodging the cold arrows of the Nijmegen archers.

"Shield forward!"

In view of the current situation, I immediately ordered a change of formation, the soldier in the middle held his shield and half-squatted on the ground, and the soldier in the back continued to stack the shields in turn, and the spears pierced out of the gaps, still defending without leaking.

After two rounds of loose firing, the Polish archers found that their arrows were all nailed to their shields, so they gave up their futile shots and withdrew to the flanks of the heavy infantry, hoping to provide fire support at any time.

The light cavalry still maintained an oppressive encirclement of us, waiting for the heavy infantry to tear off the pike-lined defense, and it had always been the light cavalry's specialty to chase down the defeated deserters.

The enemy's heavy infantry was very resilient, they paused for a moment to form their formation, and soon returned to the battle, their newly killed comrades filling in the obstacles to their advance, stepping on the corpses that were still alive and crossing the pit, the Poles' eyes full of vengeful anger about the flames.

"Come up!" My clenched palms were covered with beads of sweat, and I held my breath nervously, to be honest, anyone who witnessed the tall metal warriors of Transformers approaching step by step would feel their hearts beat faster, and not being scared to pee their pants already showed that their guts could be exercised.

The hoplites marched in order, and even the horses felt the tremors of the earth and neighed uneasily, their masters trying to control their mounts to retreat in both directions.

One of the warriors crouching in front of him had a terrible trembling shoulder, and the shield was slanted in his hand, revealing a hole in the defense, and I walked over to hold his shoulders and whispered in his ear, "Don't be afraid, I'm behind you." ”

The soldier smiled firmly, straightened his shield, and nodded in satisfaction, staring at the heavy infantry attacking in orderly steps, and smashing them with an unquestionable attitude of oppression, but that was the end of it!

The soldiers in ambush in the grass squeezed their ropes and tripped over a dozen people in front, and the tripping ropes that had been prepared for the cavalry were waiting on them, and it was difficult for these heavily armored guys to get up immediately after they fell to the ground, and the back staggered and fell one after another, and the neat phalanx was chaotic again.

(End of chapter)