5:30 p.m. -- Of course, there are no clocks or other timekeeping instruments at this moment, and the crown is lying in the east. Hourglasses and anything are not suitable for carrying on the battlefield. But it doesn't matter, Egil has a universal system, and the system says that 5:30 p.m. is 5:30 p.m. - this battle on the outskirts of Oslo has finally taken a huge turn.

Before this, Egil took the initiative to cede the entire Norwegian Black Forest region, even if he vacated an area with relatively small woodland coverage, it was convenient for his elite heavy cavalry to gallop, and it was also convenient for him to make a little move - before this, Egil had sent a total of three cavalry, the first time 800 improved Tomahawk cavalry, the second 600, the third 300 Norman elite knights and 300 field order priests. That adds up to two thousand.

The total number of heavy cavalry under Egil was 2,500.

The remaining 500 hoplites, as well as the 1,000 patrol cavalry recruited before the battle, a total of 1,500 cavalry, quickly returned to the rear of the enemy in the Black Forest just three days before the battle (Egil and Gustav agreed to fight three days later, do you remember) and lurked in the forest terrain to wait for news.

"That's it. Egil nodded, and sighed as he saw the sun that was about to set, and the remnant sun was like blood, which looked pretty good. But Egil really sees too much human blood, not to mention human blood, there are human heads, hands, legs, and intestines, and he is sick to his stomach.

"It's finally okay, it's really ......" Listening to what Egil said, Artoria, who was squinting beside her, shook her head and got up from her horse. Egil was really convinced, and he had achieved that virtue on the battlefield in front of him, and as a result, the boy still slept, not only slept, but also snored. I really don't know how to complain about her.

But how did her ears grow? the loud slashing in front of her could be ignored, and Egir heard it as soon as he spoke. This this and this ......

"Are you stupid? Artoria didn't know that she had been demonized in her husband's mind, and that she was a level of the Beamon Behemoth. It was as if he had done something very ordinary, and he didn't feel strange at all, and at the same time urged Egil to continue.

"Execute the final plan. Egil was weak as he spoke.

The knights of the guards ignored the interaction between the couple and quickly carried out the order, this time not with the fifty knights of the guards under Egil's command, but with him and a total of one hundred and fifty knights of the guards under Artoria, he took out the horn and held his breath, as if to check the lung capacity. The sound of the trumpet, which was extremely desolate and long, sounded like this.

That is, the signal is coming.

At this moment, outside the battlefield, after a day of mosquito bites in the Black Forest, the sleepy knights and field priests immediately became refreshed when they heard the signal, quickly turned on their horses—a few of them were in a hurry, and their brains were a little insufficient—and then they rushed out of the Black Forest......

As mentioned earlier, the place where Gustav stood was a small hill - a branch of the Scandinavian mountains, a slope of thirty-five degrees. Behind that slope was the dense Black Forest, where a total of five hundred heavily armed cavalry were condescending and overwhelming, but instead of tangling with Gustav's hedgehog circle, they directly divided into two ways, bypassed, and rushed directly at the back of the Swedish army.

"Damn, why does he still have cavalry?!" Gustav on the other side almost didn't turn his back on his breath. The Nordic lion finally understood a truth, don't compare assets with the rich second generation (?). I really don't have the capital. Thinking that he had already exerted his strength to maintain six hundred knights and one thousand five hundred Finnish light cavalry, this was because he had made a windfall and strengthened Novgorod and Lithuania. Gustav was sad.

However, the facts are the facts, Egil is definitely not a turtle, Egil is definitely bold enough - more than 20,000 people, he does it to accompany everyone with a pair of armor, and they are all iron~

That's what it means, Egil taught a good lesson to a Nordic turtle, what is called popping chrysanthemum. A total of 500 cavalry were divided into five columns, like waves of the sea, wave after wave, and so on, and so on, and in less than half an hour, the Swedes, who had little physical strength, lost their armor. On the frontal battlefield, Egil gave the order again, and then the knights of the guards played with their lives like a spirometry test. The Viking warriors on the frontal battlefield also covered up the past. As Egil drew his command knife and shouted, "All the army attack!" A scream of the underworld unconsciously enveloped the entire battlefield.

The Swedes were defeated - just defeated. Despite the constant retreat of the entire front, despite the large number of Swedish soldiers killed, despite the collapse of the front, and even divided and surrounded. However, the Swedish soldiers under Gustav's command still resisted frantically, and they were completely desperate like wild beasts, attacking the Norwegians with guns, spears, swords, and even stones, teeth, hands and feet. There was no sign of collapse at all, although the battle damage ratio was directly expanded to three to one, that is, the mutilated corpses of three Swedes could be exchanged for the unfortunate death of one Norwegian.

However, such a frantic counterattack by the Swedes still made Egil feel unusually painful. After all, all the soldiers were piled up with gold by him. He didn't have the courage and time of Gustav to carry his army around the Baltic Sea. This entire army is piled up with real money and silver. Dead Egir felt pain in his flesh.

"Are they crazy?!" followed by the glow of the setting sun, which was barely left, and Egil imitated the telescope in his hand in disbelief. This is talking to himself.

"Gustav Adolf, the Nordic lion, lives up to his name. Artoria, across from Egil, sighed softly, and then said the words, and then gave Egil a blank look. Immediately after that, Egil became angry. You can't praise other women in front of your wife, and you can't praise other men in front of your husband. Isn't it just to save face for a man to live like this? Egir was no exception, and his eyes were red at that time. Although I knew that my wife was giving me eye medicine, I just couldn't help it. Just gritted his teeth and made a mistake.

"Come with me. "It's like the smell of an iceberg in the Arctic Ocean that lasts all year round. A sentence burst out of Egil's mouth. Immediately after that, he was the first to rush out.

The knights of the Guards looked at each other in disbelief as if they had seen a phoenix dancing. The lord of his own house is good at everything, he speaks to people, he treats people kindly, the monarch is also majestic, and he can govern the country - he is a little afraid of death. The veteran knights of the Guards remembered the time they had gone into battle to cut people more than a year ago, when Egil was nothing. The new qualifications have never seen Egil cut people with his own hands - the loss of resistance does not count.

However, he didn't expect Egil to be provoked by the queen in a few words. This is really the sun that everything grows.

"I'm still stunned, hurry up and follow. Seeing that the knights of the guards around her were still stunned, the corners of Artoria's mouth turned up, revealing a smile that had succeeded in her trick. The so-called conspiracy is not as good as the conspiracy, although Egil understands that this is a little trick played by his wife to deal with him. But you have to endure it.

After being reminded by his own queen, the knights of the surrounding guards came to their senses, although His Majesty the King had the determination to go into battle to kill the enemy. But it still lacks the strength to go into battle and kill the enemy. He can't deal with any of his colleagues. In a hurry, the horses were urged to chase after them. And Egil did a pretty job, though. But for some reason, his horse speed just couldn't improve. Although he ran more than ten seconds in advance, he finally let the other guards knights catch up, and only then did Egil start to sprint with all his might, leading the guard knights and one of Artoria's generals to a total of one hundred and fifty people, rushing towards a gap in the battlefield.

At this moment, the sun had completely set, and Egil's night battle was revealed, and the Norwegian army had added three points of courage. Immediately afterwards, Artoria performed her own stunt and died brutally, and the morale of the Norwegian army was instantly boosted. Although Egil is relatively timid, he has a very vicious vision, and the gap he chose is a weakness of the Swedish army, one hundred and fifty knights, each of whom is at least equivalent to two Norman elite knights - such a terrifying combat power is enough to crush the Swedish camel.

And just like that, the Swedes, completely collapsed.

Seeing the complete collapse, crushed by the torrent of Norwegian troops, I really want to resist my own troops desperately like fools who can't swim in the water and have to wear cotton clothes. Gustav almost bit off his lower lip, and the red blood flowed all the way to his very beautiful beard, but it didn't hurt at all......

"Retreat. After a few short, sonorous words, Gustav turned his horse's head, and finally turned to take a look at the shattered battlefield and the particularly conspicuous cavalry in special armor - his intuition told him that the enemy who had defeated him was among them. Gustav looked very closely, as if he could see Egil's face from the darkness of the night, from miles away. It was as if he wanted to keep in mind all the tragic pictures of the defeat of the army, and then he fled with no heart and no return......

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