On August 24th, the feast of St. Baltholomaw, the sun did not hide behind the clouds and slept in.

The field of view on the battlefield was very broad, and from the morning the Poles appeared one after another on the distant horizon, and for a whole morning they did not fully deploy their forces, and according to visual observations, their actual number of men in battle exceeded at least eight thousand, more than four times ours.

Green Hill City takes its name from the small hill on which it sits, completely covered with neat oak forests, and from a distance it looks like God has nothing to do, carefully trimmed with scissors, and the scenery is indeed exquisite and pleasant.

The remnants of the Sudetai Mountains no longer have the meaning of standing up here, the gently sloping hills and terraces iron the earth, and the wide plains between the valleys are conducive to the cavalry galloping back and forth, so Bolesław did not hesitate to agree to a decisive battle here, in his opinion, the commander of the other side is either a fool with a rusty brain, or a clever man who is clever and decisive, based on my previous opportunistic examples, he chooses to believe the latter, so the cavalry of the Poles is carefully arranged on the battle line, The best distance between the formations is maintained, so that the coach can make timely adjustments according to the situation on the battlefield.

The location of our position is the original site of the castle of Green Mountain, the local lord because the location of his fief is close to the border of the three countries, often have to face the strong enemy attacking from all directions, so the kung fu of surrendering to the tribute, practiced very skillfully, my army has just entered, I met the messenger who was waiting on the side of the road early, extremely humble to show surrender, after a simple change of guard, Baron Green Mountain did not wait for me to inquire about the local situation in detail, so he hurriedly sat in his carriage, with the packed gold and silver fine, and a family went to relatives.

Since the host was so polite, I was not embarrassed as a guest, and immediately ordered Kohler and them to perform their duties and rush to their respective command positions.

Jensen and the mercenaries formed two dense defensive formations on the small plain at the foot of the Green Mountain Castle, and in order to prevent the cavalry from colliding, they set up layers of antlers and horses on the Polish position.

Not far behind them is the second line of defense, the soldiers with extra-long spears are divided into three rows, the end of the line is connected to form a circular phalanx, the first row squats and buries the tail end of the spear in the soil, which can cushion the huge impact force brought by the cavalry charge, the second row puts the spear on the shoulder of the front row, the third row does the same, the three circular spear phalanx are like three hedgehogs standing with swords on their backs, they can fight each other and cooperate with each other, which is absolutely intimidating to the cavalry.

The rest of the infantry formed four simple rectangular phalanxes, filled in the middle of the three pikes, ready to support the encircled pikemen and ensure that each other's flanks were not threatened.

Kohler led two phalanx of archers in Nijmegen, in the heavily protected rear, to set up firing positions on the small terrace in front of the castle of the Green Mountain, with bundles of feathered arrows looted from various places piled up at the feet of each archer, so as to ensure the coverage of the range and provide sufficient firepower for each friendly army at all times.

Behind them is my own formation, the flying dragon banner and the red battle banner of the Duke of Nijmegen, announcing to the Poles who they are going to fight against, my vassals and knights, with the help of their squires, making the final preparations for battle, or tightening the belt of the saddle, or adjusting the uncomfortable armor, they have long been surprised by the fight to the death, war in the eyes of this group of professional killing machines, it is an errand to finish work, although they will not be the first to fight, but they will definitely be frustrated when the offensive is frustrated, Bite the hardest bones on top.

To my right is an infantry corps of nearly 200 men, which is considered a guard team, under the command of the chief of the chamberlain, Rollo, and at the same time acts as a reserve on the battlefield, which will become the sharpest dagger in my hand and pierce the enemy's weak underbelly in the moment of stalemate between the two sides.

The death squad led by the bull was small in number, but they were all carefully selected good guys, and a hundred big men stood there, like a stone wall that stood up, and their combat effectiveness was not inferior to the momentum of the mountain.

"All of them are ferocious beasts, and the chains are all in your hands." The bull stood in the middle of the line, his face snarking at me with a murderous look on his face.

"The positions have arrived at the designated positions and are ready."

Standing on horseback, Rollo observed the messages transmitted by the flag-bearers of the various phalanxes, and informed me in time to grasp the general situation on the battlefield, and when Kohler was not around, he assumed the duties of chief herald.

"It seems that we are moving a little faster, and our Polish friends are still slowly looking for their comrades."

I loosened the strap of the helmet on my chin, and it was definitely not an easy thing to wear such an iron lump under the sun, and the leather armor with poor breathability was even more suffocating, and there were few nobles like me who sacrificed their lives to put another layer of soft leather armor inside the chain mail, most of them were wearing thick linen shirts, at most they were draped on the outside to make it easy to identify the enemy and me, so in a sense, I was guilty of self-inflicted.

The Poles slowly arranged the phalanx in the selected open space, for fear of what we would do if we arrived early, and they were eager to lift up the ground and take a closer look.

In fact, they don't have to be so nervous, even if I have three heads and six arms, it is impossible to play a peach blossom mine war for them in the era when there is no gunpowder, but I still did the necessary cleaning of the shooting area, so that the archers can shoot without obstacles, and do not leave a hiding place for the enemy, and in the grass between the two armies, I ordered the soldiers to dig holes like rabbits, digging many large and small pits, and then carefully covering them up, and waiting for the cavalry to charge to make them look good!

However, when the 8,000 Poles stopped the formation, the black pressure that could not be seen at a glance did give people a lot of pressure, not to mention that the cavalry accounted for the vast majority, and the neighing of thousands of war horses converged into a noisy battlefield symphony, constantly impacting our already highly tense nerves, and the smell emitted from them permeated the entire battlefield, and I even felt that there was a faint layer of horse hair floating in the air, which made people's noses itch.

"It's disgusting!" I pursed my lips in disgust and muttered, sniffling involuntarily.

The formation of the Poles is very simple, similar to a neat diamond shape, the most combat-effective troops are placed in the middle, and the rest are lined up in turn, just like playing cards spread out in front of the commander-in-chief, neat and orderly to facilitate the cards as appropriate, from this point it can be seen that Bolesław's tactical literacy still has some skills.

Arranged at the front are four mixed infantry phalanxes, judging from their equipment or numbers, they should all be cannon fodder for throwing stones and asking for directions, and characters to consume.

Behind it are three phalanxes of heavy infantry, thousands of shields are inserted on the ground, one by one interspersed into fish scales, which can effectively resist the salvo of archers, unified armor and weapons, showing their identity, it must be the direct guard of the Grand Duke, the trump card power smashed out of real money, so many are sent here can only show two situations!

First, the war was going well on the Bohemian side, and the German coalition forces were only passively beaten, so there was no need to leave too many heavy infantry that were difficult to move.

Second, the Grand Duke did not want any mistakes in his hometown, and he was determined to destroy all the invading enemies.

The two wings of the infantry phalanx are symmetrical, with four hussar phalanxes and two archers, and they are mobile and agile, and they will take on the task of outflanking both flanks in battle.

The Poles were at the eastern end of the known civilized world, and had long fought against the Rus' and other eastern barbarians, and gradually learned the ability to ride horses and shoot arrows, just like the Eastern Roman cavalry known for their Trabizon horse archers.

Behind the infantry phalanx was the main opponent I had received from the information, the Guards cavalry, trained according to the standards of the Eastern Romans, whose combat effectiveness and discipline were second to none even in the whole of Europe, but fortunately, Poland was a small country and was not able to arm a large number of cavalry.

Their bodies were wrapped in Oriental armor purchased from Constantinople, which was more protective than chain mail, and even armor-piercing arrows could not penetrate it completely, and each cavalry was like a Transformer with a copper head and iron arm, and naturally had the advantage of killing flesh and blood.

"Obediently, isn't this the legendary Iron Float? I knew that there would be so many heavily armored troops to prepare some hook and sickle guns in advance, and I made a mistake! ”

I waved my fist in annoyance, and suddenly felt that my idea of cutting wood for throwing spears was weak, the light cavalry with weak armor could not catch up, and the slow heavy cavalry could not penetrate it!

The last reserve army to press the formation was the Polish noble knights who were divided into two parts, their loose formation was like a plate of loose sand compared to the monolithic guards cavalry in front, no wonder Bolesław wanted to keep them by his side, in case of collapse on the battlefield would definitely hurt morale, it was better to wait for the end of the battle to make a good fortune and make everyone look good.

"Majestic, steady and orderly, kind of interesting......" I tapped my saddle with my leather whip and nodded appreciatively, at least in marching and fighting, this prince is a man, but he can also be a potential adversary.

Rollo stared at the enemy's movements seriously, and suddenly pointed ahead and reminded me: "My lord, the Poles have moved, look at the infantry phalanx at the front!" ”

I put my hand on the pergola and looked at the battlefield, and with great difficulty I realized that the Polish infantry phalanx was indeed advancing from the background of the black oppression of people, and immediately issued the first order of the day to Rollo:

"Let Kohler's archers prepare, as soon as the enemy comes into range, shoot fiercely, the mixed infantry that goes ahead are poorly equipped, pin them to the spot for me, don't be afraid to waste arrows."

Rollo nodded in memory and went down to summon a herald on a fast horse to repeat the order in detail, who then galloped away, and I squinted as I watched him go, at beginning to worry a little about Jensen's safety.

After all, it is difficult for mercenaries to insist on fighting tough battles, and they can't share the money if they die, they have always spared their lives, from the start of the enemy's infantry to the last contact, the archers fire a maximum of five or six rounds of salvos, and the killing effect at such a distance must be greatly reduced, the Poles can still maintain a relatively complete formation, and they should be able to destroy and pass the obstacles arranged in front of them in a relatively short period of time, and the thin number of mercenaries is not enough for them to stuff their teeth, and the loss of the convex position is only a matter of time.

"Send a few cavalrymen over to rescue Jensen before he is surrounded by the enemy, and I will not allow him to be in trouble." I shouted as I pointed to Rollo who was waiting to the side.

(End of chapter)