Eventually, Egil chose his target, Frankfurt, and gave up the battle with the Holy Roman Empire army in Munich and went north to fight Frederick in a decisive battle!

The reason why Egir made such a decision is obvious: although the Frankfurt generation in the north was Frederick's regular army, the main force. But when it comes to actual combat effectiveness, it is even weaker than the rabble gathered in Munich.

There were only 40,000 of them, 10,000 fewer than the Munich army, and because of the large number of deserters, the capture of Swabia and Frederick's wrong decision, Egil even felt that his army could be completely routed with a single charge.

And the Munich army, it seems, should be a little more resistant. Although more or less also affected by the joys and sorrows of defeatism. But a closer analysis: the armies from Austria and Bohemia were directly loyal to Albrecht, the troops from Bavaria saw Henry the Lion as their commander, and the mercenaries from far and wide gathered here because of the old general Tilly...... Therefore, this army can at least guarantee the morale of a war.

Fighting it will be more or less damaging.

Otherwise, just defeat the team, kill Frederick, or take him prisoner. Then the army gathered in Munich would be meaningless, the emperor would be defeated or even killed in battle, and in a politically chaotic country like the Holy Roman Empire, it would be the most violent political upheaval. The princes, who were obsessed with the throne and wanted to occupy a better position in the empire in the future, would be eager to give him what Egil wanted, and then shut the door and messed around...... Until a new emperor is decided, nothing will be done.

In this way, the threat of the Holy Roman Empire will be lifted. This war between empires and empires, between the sacred and the sacred, will also end with the complete victory of Egilska de la Grímsson, the holy Norman Empire of the North.

"So go north, soldiers, let's go north! to defeat, to capture and kill the emperor of the arrogant Germans!"

So, like this, Egil told his soldiers about his decision. The Norman army cheered loudly and waved their weapons excitedly, and their morale was clearly inversely proportional to Frederick's army. With such an all-round superiority in the army, Egil could not think of any reason why he would fail.

And at the same time, when Egil gave the order to go north and destroy Frankfurt. Frederick finally made up his mind. After a series of failures and betrayals. His Majesty the Emperor was not ultimately defeated by these defeats. On the contrary, after fading the arrogance and stubbornness, the emperor who had coexisted with cunning and cruelty in Europe for decades seemed to return at once. And the physical injuries and illnesses seem to be suppressed by some inexplicable force.

His Majesty Emperor Frederick was no longer discouraged, tired and had splitting headaches, he was in good health and full of energy, and was able to work fourteen hours a day without rest. You can eat a whole roast chicken in one meal. He kept boosting morale and kept writing letters

To the Pope in the hope that the Holy See would mediate the war and restore his membership, to Egil in the hope that he would forgive him for his recklessness and to live in peace, to his subordinate princes in the hope that they would unite in this existential crisis, regardless of their past grievances, and to every continental European country, France, Burgundy, Northern Italy, Iberia, Lithuania, Hungary...... Write all that is possible and unlikely, hoping that they will be able to unite with themselves and fight together against the tyrannical Normans.

"The Norman barbarians of the north, the nature of jackals, the food is excessive, if you are not full of England, you will eat Poland, and if you are not full of Poland, you will eat Germany, if Germany is killed by a wolf's kiss, please think twice, who is next?"

In this way, Frederick tried every way he could to increase his strength, but the army continued to flee, and the response from other countries was lukewarm, or there was no reply. And the Holy See seems to be tired of this Holy Roman Emperor, and began to actively look for a new emperor. As for Egil, he replied directly: "Idiot, die." After that, he was still firmly moving towards Frankfurt. ,

"It's completely hopeless...... "There is more and more bad news from all sides. Frederick finally came to his senses, and his previous efforts seemed to be more of a return to the light than ZTE. Holding the report of another count's refusal to send troops, Frederick collapsed in his chair and exclaimed: "It seems that my time has come...... Heh, hehe, hehehahaha......haha

"Father, don't be discouraged...... We still have hope, and we still have the fortified city of Frankfurt, and 30,000 elite troops. As long as you can defend for a while, the situation will change, Father ...... When Crown Prince Henry heard his father say such deflating words, he couldn't help but fall to his knees beside him and shouted loudly.

"All right, my child. Frederick, who was always strict, looked at his eldest son lovingly: "There are only two of us here...... Who are you fooling?"

"Father, father?" it seemed that Henry was a little overwhelmed by Frederick's unusual state.

"Originally, I wanted to put a complete and powerful Holy Roman Empire in your hands. But now it seems unlikely......" Frederick sighed, "You go, go to the Holy See and ask for their asylum." The priests will keep you safe...... After all, Egil is the man...... Hum. ”

"But, Father, why don't we go together?"

"If you leave, no one will be able to leave. Frederick said: "There must be an end to this lost war." For example, the life of an emperor ......" Speaking of this, Frederick sighed: "From now on, the glory of the Hoyustaufen family will depend on you." ”

"Father's ......" may be because of what the old father said, or maybe he thinks of the bleak end in the future. The crown prince fell beside Frederick and began to weep.

"What are you crying for! I'm not dead yet!" Frederick suddenly became furious, shook his hand directly, and slapped Prince Henry: "The best fate for knights and emperors is to die on the battlefield! I have lived to be eighty years old, and I have lived enough! I have lost several sons in heaven, and only you are left, and my youngest son, your younger brother...... But now, your brother has been killed by Egil, and you are the only male of the Hohenstaufen family! You, you, you...... Do you want me to die without a peaceful life!?"

Seeing that the old father was so angry and his hair was all open, Prince Henry, who was already middle-aged, was scared enough like a child. Nod constantly. In the end, Frederick was dragged up by the angry Fried, and then pushed towards the door.

"Get out! Go to Rome according to Lian's orders! No matter what method you use, in short, I want you to continue the Hohenstaufen family! And Lian, Lian will take Lian's army and fight to the death with the puppet emperor Egil! Don't appear by Lian's side again, and look at the eyesore!!"

"I, I see...... Father. I will obey your commands. Prince Henry wiped his tears and bowed to Frederick, then withdrew from the camp, found the most loyal knights, and then left the army and ran in the direction of southern Italy.

"Then in this way, I don't have to worry anymore, and I can let go and fight with that puppet emperor. After receiving the news that his son had left, Frederick finally smiled.

After that, the order was given: the whole army marched south! Take the initiative to attack! Fight to the death with the Normans!!

The war, the last war belonging to the Holy Roman Emperor Frederick, was about to begin.

21 February 1004. Although he was very surprised, after the spies and scout rangers carefully explored the surrounding terrain, they were sure that the other side did not have an ambush. So Egil agreed to Frederick's demands for war. The two sides will fight thirty kilometers south of Frankfurt, in a complex of forests and plains on the outskirts. With Norman's army of 80,000 regulars, levies, more than 10,000 mercenaries, and thousands of noble troops of the Holy Roman Empire, he fought against Frederick's demoralized army of 23,000.

"Really, it's come to such a time, and he still has to die to the death, does he think that after he goes to hell, he can still be the emperor of the Holy Roman Empire?"

Seeing Frederick on the opposite side dressed in a gorgeous costume and playing by the court band, he was surrounded by knights from the top and walked into the battlefield. One of the Norman royal knights in the front row laughed loudly, and then the other knights and heavy cavalry laughed like this.

This time, because the opponent he faced was too weak. So Egil didn't set up a defensive counter-attacking formation as carefully as usual. Instead, he placed his heavy cavalry, knights, and mercenary heavy cavalry in the front line. Put the light cavalry on both flanks. And put the infantry in the second line, and even in the position of reserves.

As Egil said before: it only takes one charge to completely crush the opponent. And the Norman army did the same.

Standing on top of the observatory set up yesterday, Egil looked across with a telescope. Looking at Frederick's calm and generous appearance, he seemed to understand what the old emperor was thinking.

"This old thing actually took this battle as his own funeral. Egil was a little hard to accept that he ......was talking to himself. ）