-- Chapter 5: The Last Glory of Wales --

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In October 1086, the Norman dynasty of England officially declared war on the Scots, and the two sides gathered their forces to fight a final battle in Yorkshire, ending an era of war that had lasted for decades. If this battle is won, England will be the most dominant power in the British Isles, and Scotland will be completely dusted under the wheels of history.

On the English side, under the leadership of William II, the whole country mobilized all the domestic soldiers and two-thirds of the strong force to participate in the battle. The ordinary light infantry accounted for two-thirds of the total number of the legion, about 8,000 soldiers were made up of serfs, and more than 2,700 heavy infantry were made up of long shieldmen, axe men, great swordsmen and chain mail soldiers. There were more than six hundred cavalrymen, more than two hundred knights and seventy-six royal knights.

The English were menacing and formidable, and it was rumored that their footsteps were loud enough to crush the mountains. More than 10,000 troops set out from London, gathered in Yorkshire, and then divided into two routes, one of which was a "Chinese army" composed of elite and serfs, led by King William II, entered Yorkshire, and then passed through the Krabian prairie to face off with the Scottish and Irish forces.

The other way from the waterway, through the east coast of the British Isles, all the way around Yorkshire and the Scots' outpost "Rovdoro" This force has less than 600 men, but most of them are mainly veterans, so it can be called an elite, they plan to land from behind the Scots after the battle begins, and take them by surprise! It can be seen that Wilhelm II is worthy of being a man who has been on the battlefield all year round and has mastered the art of war.

The Chinese troops of the English were numerous, and they trekked along the way, and the long queues stretched for thousands of meters, and when they climbed from one hill to another, they saw that the mountains were full of English flags and swaying human heads, and the huge number was not at all a level compared to the previous battles in the royal city of Pullen.

In contrast, the Scots made an alliance with the Irish, and the Scots gathered together all the nobles in the country, recruited their soldiers and serfs to form a temporary army, and then formed the nobles and knights into legions, which together numbered about 5,000 soldiers, all led by the then Scottish king Malcolm and his subordinates and nobles and knights.

The army gathered by the Scots merged with the troops at the front to form a large force of about 7,000 men. They were undaunted by the overwhelming English army from the other side of the mountain, and a group of Scots from the mountains, though dressed in tattered clothes and armed with only the rudiest wooden axes. But they are highlanders who are not afraid of death! Before the battle began, the blood was already boiling!

The Scots had set up formation in the Krabian savannahs outside Yorkshire, and behind them were the deep mountains of the mountains, and in the event of defeat they could move their battle into the forest at any time, especially against the heavy cavalry of the English, and there was nothing better than the forest.

On the third day after the declaration of war, England and Scotland, the two most powerful forces in the British Isles, finally met in the Prairie of Krabia, with the kings of both sides backed by huge armies that covered the entire Prairie.

Under the dark clouds, the war drums beat and the battle flags fluttered.

And at this time, the Irish finally led their troops to the battlefield. In order to wash away the blood debt of the massacre suffered by the Irish in Dublin, Prince Carter, who led the Irish troops, had brought almost all of Ireland's troops, 800 spearmen, 300 light infantry, 170 archers and 20 knights.

The Irish forces were scarcely worth mentioning compared to the combined armies of England and Scots, which exceeded tens of thousands. The Irish, however, brought with them the archers that the Scots needed most, which gave them an extra hole card against the English cavalry charge.

Because this is a national battle, all three parties are fighting with all their might, intending to decide the winner or loser in one fell swoop. Whoever survives to the end in this battle will be able to obtain the hegemony of the British Isles, and the corresponding loser will be unconditionally obedient and become the dust of sad history.

The English occupy the richest land in the south, with a total population of about 1.3 million ~ 11.5 million, almost half of the total population of the British Isles. Of the remaining 1 million people, the Scots account for 650,000, and Ireland and Wales each account for about 370,000.

Therefore, England has a natural advantage in the recruitment of soldiers, not to mention that William II also brought a group of mercenaries from Europe this time, forming an absolute superiority over the Scots and the Irish.

The King of Scotland, knowing full well that his side was outnumbered, had sent an emissary to Wales two weeks earlier. He hoped to convince the Prince of Wales to lead his troops into the battle, after all, the Welsh had not been damaged in the previous battle, but had only lost some soldiers on the periphery. According to the Scottish king's estimates, the Welsh were able to provide at least a reinforcement of around 2,000 men, including more than 600 including Welsh archers.

2 weeks ago......

The Scottish envoy followed the king's orders all the way to Wales, but surprisingly, the Prince of Wales refused the Scotsman's offer after arriving there, and he was very decisive. This made the messenger very helpless, and he was dejected and planned to leave Wales to return to his life, passing through the harbor city of Pandora on the way back.

The messenger was astonished to find that the rich and wealthy harbor city, with its stunningly fortified walls, was perfect. Driven by curiosity, the emissary entered Pandora and began to inquire about the lord who ruled the area.

"The city of Purun? I've never heard of it. Walking out of the tavern, the plaid robed Scottish messenger had a puzzled look on his face. When did the power of the Puron King City arise, and how did it build this clean and tidy, safe and orderly port city like a treasure?