Both the Norman side and the Holy See had their own strong beliefs that no one could take lightly.

It's really because of this day, neither of them will bow to anyone, and the two must decide the winner.

The two sides were rapidly approaching, and in a few minutes, the Normans and the Papal Guard could already look down on each other's faces, and only a hundred meters away from a shocking knightly duel was about to take place.

Grolle. Morality. Umar wondered why, apart from the eight hundred knights of the Papal Guard, had stopped their horses not far away.

But he didn't care, in his opinion, whoever stood in the way of the Normans, they would be wiped out by the Normans, and no one would be spared, not even the Holy See.

The 2,200 heavy infantry that followed behind the Papal Guard quickly turned and dismounted, took out swords, shields, maces, and halberds, and then formed an array and began to advance steadily towards the Norman knights not far away.

Woo... Woo woo woo ....

With the sound of the trumpet, the 1,800 Norman knights and the 800 knights of the Papal Guard opposite each increased their horses to the maximum speed, straightened their spears, and charged desperately.

Rumble... Boom... Boom boom...

With a burst of earth-shattering noises, a solemn knight collided with each other with unparalleled potential energy, countless riding spears were broken, nearly two hundred knights fell off their horses in an instant, and countless knights were also hit by this blow and were dizzy.

However, knights are not so easy to lose, even those church knights who wore chain mail before actually did not have many people killed in battle, more were wounded and captured, not to mention that now both Normans and church knights are wearing full-body plate armor with stronger defense, at least except for blunt weapons, ordinary swords can no longer hurt them.

Bite... Clang... Dingding...

No matter how much they slashed, neither the Normans nor the Papal Guard could inflict fatal damage on the other, and neither could help the other for a while.

However, it didn't take long for the situation to change, and in the rear of the knights of the Papal Guard, the heavy infantry of the Papal Guard followed, and without saying a word, they launched a charge and joined the melee.

Some of them pulled the Norman knights off their horses with halberds, and then the heavy infantry, armed with shields and maces, hammered the head and chest of the fallen knight with a hammer.

Rao was a Norman knight who was extremely brave, and he couldn't beat him with two fists, not to mention that after they lost their mounts, they were helpless in the face of the halberds and maces that restrained them.

"Retreat! Get rid of the entanglement of these heavy infantry! "Grold. Morality. Sensing the Norman knight's predicament, Umar decisively ordered a retreat, and he could not allow the Norman knight to attack the Norman knight with his own strengths.

"How can you succeed, knights, and pester those Normans!" Cardinal Schwyzwüf commanded in a loud voice.

Although there were less than 700 knights left in the fierce battle of the 800 or so knights of the Papal Guard at this time, their fighting spirit was still very high, and they could also see that the Norman knights were trying to retreat at this time, this was a good opportunity, and they would definitely not let it go easily if they intended to make a contribution.

However, God does not seem to have blessed them, Baron Mephistopheles and Richard. Morality. More than 300 Norman knights led by Baron Hengu launched a charge from behind the flank of the knights of the Papal Guard, and they were caught off guard, and for a while, the knights of the Papal Guard flipped on their backs, and there was no way to pursue.

Mephistopheles and Richard turned back halfway and gave the Papal Guard such a move, which can be said to be a bolt from the blue.

"Good Mephistopheles, Richard!" Grolle. Morality. Umar exclaimed, and commanded to the left and right:

"Norman knights, quickly organize the formation, divide into three waves and attack back and forth from three directions, this time we must defeat them!"

"Yes!" The crowd shouted in response.

The soldiers of the Papal Guard were very unwilling to watch the Norman knights slip away, so they regarded Mephistopheles and Richard, who were still fighting with them, as new targets, punching bags.

However, Mephistopheles and Richard, who had been prepared for a long time, did not panic at all in the face of the Papal Guard's counterattack, and calmly withdrew as if they were strolling leisurely.

Of course, this is also because the knights of the Papal Guard have lost their previous speed, and after mixing with the heavy infantry, they have lost the speed and impact that the knights are proud of, so they are powerless to prevent Mephistopheles and Richard from disengaging from them.

At this time Groll. Morality. Umar, Mephistopheles, Richard and the others had evacuated to a safe distance, and after seeing Mephistopheles and Richard, they talked to them cordially: "Baron Richard, well done! Baron Mephistopheles has long heard that he has performed exceptionally well under the command of Lord William, and he really deserves his reputation. ”

"This is all thanks to His Excellency Baron Mephistopheles, if he hadn't led the elite Norman Knights of the Norman Guard to fight on the front line, I'm afraid we would have been defeated by Baron Randolph before." Richard. Morality. Instead of taking credit, Hengu gave the credit to Mephistopheles, and it seemed that he was very convinced and admired for his bravery.

"It's all the result of everyone's heroic battles, I can't take credit for myself, the Norman Guards are very heroic, Baron Richard and his Norman knights are not bad, they are worthy of being Norman warriors." Mephistopheles shook her head and said.

"Okay, put it aside for now, and then Lord Caesar will make the final judgment. Our priority is to defeat this Papal Guard first! "Grold. Morality. Umar patted them on the shoulder and smiled:

"Mephistopheles, Richard, join my Norman knights, and join them in the second and third waves of the Papal Guard, and I will lead the first wave."

"Let me be the vanguard of the first wave of charges! Grolle. Morality. Baron Umar. Mephistopheles suggested.

"Do as I say, understand? Mephistopheles! "Grold. Morality. Umar shook his head and refused.

"Yes, my order." Mephistopheles and Richard bowed.

There was not so much time for them to ink now, and after a little rectification, they were assigned the task to the son, and more than 1,700 Norman knights once again rode their horses to charge again against the somewhat chaotic Papal Guard.

Unlike the previous wave of charges, this time the Norman knights split into three waves, and they will crush the Papal Guard with a continuous onslaught.

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