The biggest news at the beginning of 1002 was not the seemingly never-ending civil war of the Holy Roman Empire. Nor was it the Eastern Roman Empire that once again forced the Papal States to merge the two major sects of the East and the West. Not to mention the legendary hero Sid who rose in Iberia, who led the Iberian Five-Power Alliance to defeat another invasion of the Iberian legion of Eastern Rome.

but in Eastern Europe. A big war on an unprecedented scale. Coming soon. If the warring sides are finally mobilized, then this battle will be the largest in recent years.

However, it was clear that Egil did not want to wait until the other side had mobilized - by this time the United Kingdom army had gathered more than 60,000 troops in Greater Poland. And counting. Egil didn't want to wait any longer. For each day of waiting, the opponent's strength increases by a part. So. After weighing the pros and cons, Egil made such a decisive arrangement. Baron Alpha was sent as the temporary sergeant chief of the Livonian region, and he led a garrison of 5,000 Livonia, as well as 5,000 levies including 500 heavy cavalry, to patrol and sweep the southern part of Livonia, which was currently under Polish control, and to prevent the Latvians and Estonians from moving south to join the Poles.

Artoria was ordered to lead the Celts in her headquarters, as well as 5,000 levies including 500 heavy cavalry, to sweep the entire northern part of Poland and strangle all the armies that were ready to join the United Kingdom. Egir himself commanded the main army of 45,000 to the south, and went straight to Warsaw, the capital of Poland in Greater Poland, to start a decisive battle with the main force of the United Kingdom.

Egil cut off reinforcements from the north, cutting off most of the United Kingdom's sources of troops at once. In this way, the gap between the main forces of the two sides has been further narrowed. Egil's own combat power, which concentrated a large number of elite troops, could even overwhelm Władysław. And restricting the strong forces on the Baltic coast to the south, but also further reducing the combat effectiveness of the other side. It was naturally not a problem for the two divisions of the troops to strangle the Poles, who were fighting separately. In this way, the problem is much simpler.

If he could, Egil would like to completely dismember the United Kingdom, a giant monster that spans two seas, in the middle of this war. Let Lithuania read the power completely, and divide the two steppe states of Ukraine and Belarus, and let the Tatars and Rus's completely separate. Then Romania was founded in the south. That's pretty much it.

As long as Poland can be weakened to this extent, the whole of Eastern Europe will surely be plunged into a quiet and peaceful civil war, with a man's head beating a dog's head. After that, Egil will be able to manage the Baltic Circle with peace of mind. Until the day when he was full-fledged, Eastern Europe was basically in shambles. When the time comes, you don't have to worry about indigestion if you swallow it again.

In this way, Egil was full of fighting spirit and decided to establish his hegemony in the Baltic, his dominant position in Eastern Europe, and his future hegemony with an indisputable victory.

Time, February 18, 1002. In the middle of Greater Poland in the Polish-Lithuanian Kingdom, only 150 kilometres from the old Polish city of Warsaw, the two armies met on the left and right - five days before Władysław II saw that for five days there had been no response from the north, and immediately knew that something was wrong. He did not hesitate to leave Warsaw and took the initiative, during which he again met with a small number of noble troops, which swelled the army under Władysław II to more than 65,000.

And just like that, a great battle began, this time a little different from the previous ones that Egil had experienced. The start time is at midnight. On a whim, Egil ordered the elite knight unit to start the horse joint camp......

It was already afternoon, the sun was about to set, and after a fierce battle between the two rangers, the Norman patrol cavalry was miserably abused by a group of Cuman archers. Immediately afterwards, the two sides camped ten miles apart, and prepared to continue the battle after dawn - and then Egil had a whim: he had fought for more than two years, and it seemed that he had not played a night raid. I have to say that it's a pity, it's better to choose to bump into it, or I'll come once tonight?

Although he has night battles, as well as excellent cavalry generals, plus various bonuses such as the Grand Master of the Knights. But because the danger of this operation is very high. So Egil didn't want to go.

But in the end, Egil went anyway. When the noble knights everywhere looked at him with excitement on their faces. Egir suddenly understood what it meant to catch the ducks on the shelves - unlike the professional soldiers under Egil's command, who had long been accustomed to the fact that the commander did not kill the enemy, but only commanded on the spot - the nobles everywhere were still stuck in the era of individual heroism. Whether it is a noble knight, a feudal knight, a ranger knight, or a mercenary Frankish knight, the surname "may charge" is included in the surname column.

So, to, say.

Egil is a man of extreme vanity.

- No, no, no, this is not the point, the point is that if you shrink your eggs at this time, you will be looked down upon, and the nobles will think that "this king is nothing more than that" and "a coward waste" - at this moment in Europe, except for the crippled or underage, there are really not many people who dare not personally go into battle to kill the enemy - even the Eastern Rome, which is known as the first power in the European continent, back then- I mean back then- no, it should be said that it was another world- When you are in another world, you have to go into battle to kill the enemy in person, and your sister's 100,000 troops in Eastern Rome at that time even asked the emperor to personally go into battle to kill the enemy, and as a result, the family was captured. Your sister's pit is dead.

Remembering the tragic fate of the Eastern Roman Emperor back then, Egil shuddered - bad omen, bastard.

In this way, Egil smiled reluctantly, and finally reluctantly accepted the decision to personally lead the night attack. And then the problem came again. In order to show off in front of Egil, the nobles also wanted to scramble one by one to see if they could grab some loot and come back. But Egil was reluctant - like such a night attack. If you don't have enough confidence to be able to destroy the other person in one fell swoop, then it's a one-hit escape. If it were a professional unit under Egil's command, then Egil would have to go east and west to the west. An assault can be left if it gets cheap.

However, if you add this group of turtle nobles with little eyes, it will be troublesome. They compete for honor and want to make a windfall by fighting for trophies...... It's hard to pull it out again.

But Egil has a way, and Egil suddenly thought of one thing: what does it matter to these nobles whether they die or not? No, it should be said that it is better for these nobles to die, so that they can further strengthen their centralized rule...... As for those who don't retreat after the fight, they can retreat anyway. Others can't take care of it themselves.

At that moment, Riegil laughed after thinking about it, and gave an order, this time Egil had a total of 4,700 cavalry, of which 1,000 were given to the other two armies, and there were still 3,700 heavy cavalry under his command, and the night blindness in the Middle Ages was quite serious. Therefore, this battle is definitely winnable and undefeated. So the more people who went, the better—but there was a slight problem here, and if it was only Egil's army going, it would be very easy for people to sneak into the village and shoot their guns. But Egil looked at these nobles and armed forces, and he didn't look like a master who could quietly play sneak attacks.

“...... Forget it, take it one step at a time. Egir gritted his teeth, and then decided that everyone should prepare first, and wait until the second half of the night to attack at night - but they must not fall asleep, otherwise they will wake up in the middle of the night and be refreshed.

And so it went on until the second half of the night, when Egil looked at his pocket watch (which the system had redeemed) and it showed that it was twelve o'clock in the morning. God is also very face-saving, and this is the night of murder in the dark and windy month. It's just that there are snowflakes in the sky and four or five strong winds, which makes people feel cold to the bone.

While cheering himself up, Egil quickly ordered the knights to get ready, leading the horses and trotting forward. Nearly half an hour later, I faintly heard the noise of people and horses, and saw the light of a fire. I knew in my heart that I had arrived less than a mile from the barracks - and it would be difficult to hide it if I went any further at this moment. However, at such a distance, the cavalry rushed over, and it was absolutely impossible for the other side to react except for the sentries - and that was enough.

Egil nodded, and then the chief priest Peter standing next to him also nodded: "God bless you, great king. Then he opened the hydration bag he had brought with him and sprinkled a little holy water on Egil. Then he shouted, "Jehovah!"

After that, all the Battlefield Orderers raised their scepters in the same hands and shouted the name of God. The morale of the entire knight unit rose instantly.

"All, mount, charge!!" exclaimed Egil. Then he got on his horse, pulled on the mask of his helmet and rushed towards the very humble barracks of the enemy, surrounded by fifty knights of the guards.

After that, whether it was the knights of the Knights, the improved Tomahawk Cavalry, the Field Order, or the noble knights, all appeared in a state of fierce fighting, and the impact increased to the maximum in an instant. After that, the 4,700 heavily armored cavalry rushed over in a scattered formation with an indomitable attitude......

"Anyway, there won't be any trapping pits, tripping horses, stumbling horses, and staking piles or anything like that?" Egil was distracted for a moment, and then a large number of cavalry had already rushed over, directly knocking over a layer of chaotic fences that dogs couldn't stop, and rushed directly into the barracks, and rushed over according to the marching tent, directly collapsing the tent, and trampling the enemy inside who had no time to escape into meat sauce.

"Bai was worried for a long time, but the mud horse didn't ...... anything"

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