"I'm the crown prince of the Viking Empire—I promise you!"

The floor smiled with satisfaction, raised the saber flat, and turned the horse's head.

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As soon as the building came up, he unabashedly exposed his identity to the 20,000 Ottoman troops on the opposite side, and the soldiers began to whisper that the golden-armored young general on the opposite side was actually the crown prince of the Vikings.

This group of barbarians is really crazy, and the crown prince is not good to hide in the big camp and raise it, and put it in such a dangerous place.

The Ottomans are not like Byzantium, it was the first time to fight the Vikings, and they didn't know the Viking traditions, so they didn't care if you were the crown prince or the prince or the king of a country. But they are not stupid, when each member of the royal family charges, they are surrounded by dead soldiers, and they are elite enough to be a hundred dead soldiers, under their protection, you are surrounded by a group, and you can also fight a bloody way.

The general of the Ottoman army, a middle-aged man with a terrible scar on his face, opened his mouth when he heard this, revealing his uneven and yellow teeth, and ordered the scouts to flee away, he wanted to call reinforcements and capture this big fish alive, joking, as long as the crown prince was not dead, then he could exchange hundreds of thousands of slaves or even a city with the Vikings.

At the moment when the scout galloped away, the sabre from the building also fell fiercely, and with the sabre from the building, the 12,000 warriors of the Viking army fell in saddle and jumped on the horse, and the torrent of iron horsemen rushed towards the oncoming Ottoman army, and the horse's hooves roared like thunder. Although the opponent's formation was so tight, the spears deep in the shield were so sharp, and the Ottoman queue was full of danger, and they couldn't even see the end, but the Viking warriors were not afraid!

"Armor-piercing arrows! ready!"

"Trapezoidal shooting!" (a design method specifically for dealing with cavalry, constantly shooting from the back, the first arrow is 700 meters, but when the second arrow is about to be shot, the cavalry has already moved forward, so the range must be rapidly reduced, keep up with the speed of the cavalry, and every arrow shot in turn, extending a certain distance to their position, called trapezoidal shooting, invented by the author himself! You can't find it!)

The dense rain of arrows began to shoot wave after wave of non-stop towards the Viking warriors who were galloping all over the world, pounced on the "thorny turtle shell" opposite.

The first one who rushed to the front was naturally the prince from the floor, and the hundred dead soldiers on his left and right smiled contemptuously as they looked at the galloping rain of arrows.

Many nomadic children have not yet learned to walk, first learned to ride horses, they can't speak, they can drink first!

The three rows of warriors at the front of the front of the Viking's awl-shaped cavalry suddenly threw the reins, grabbed the saddle and spun around, hid in the belly of the horse, and came to accelerate suddenly, and a gap of about five meters suddenly appeared between the front three rows and the back, and most of the first wave of arrows shot at this gap.

But there were still a few unlucky Viking warriors, who were set up as hedgehogs with horses, and then trampled into meat by the crotch horses of their compatriots who galloped behind, and the Vikings had no sympathy for the fallen people, and the victors could stand at the highest point of morality.

But this trick can only be used once, when the second wave of arrow rain hits, their acceleration and hiding the horse's belly are useless, and in an instant the dead soldiers around the prince from the floor began to control the war horse with their feet, holding a saber in one hand, and starting with a wooden round light shield in the other, for the building to resist the arrows, worthy of the Ottoman Empire's ace troops, cheap and practical, these Muslim archers shot arrows so strong that many penetrated the wooden shields in the hands of the Vikings, and even individually stabbed the round shields in the hands of the other party.

These two waves of arrows rained down, not to mention that nearly a thousand Viking warriors were shot dead or wounded, in fact, there is not much difference between shooting and shooting, as long as they fall from their horses, they will be turned into flesh by their sympathetic compatriots behind. Unless he's in the last row.

The sound of bones, metal, flesh and wood colliding together sounded.

At the front of the awl-shaped cavalry, the Ottoman shield and sharp spear finally had the most intimate contact.

At the moment when the two sides came into contact just now, the five dead soldiers beside the building suddenly jumped in front of the building, they were the worst dead, first stabbed into the horses by the spears stretched out from the enemy formation, thick and hot blood flowed down the wooden barrel of the gun, all the way into the palm of the soldier holding the spear, and then how they wished they were dead at this moment, because if they did not die, their pain would continue, due to the great inertia of the war horse when they rushed over with all their strength, after the horse and horse knight were pierced by the spear, they still could not stop him from advancing, the corpse of the horse and the knight would continue to smash forward, crashing into the hoplites holding huge shields in the front row。 It wasn't until the flesh, bones, and various bodily fluids were all huddled together with the shields in the front row that they would stop moving forward completely.

Both sides are people who have seen a lot of this kind of battle, and if they want to put others aside, especially recruits like Hannibal, it is estimated that they will vomit a long time ago.

This scene did not make the prince of Loulai have the slightest nervousness and compassion, but his eyes began to release more bloodthirsty eyes, this scene will only make the people in the wasteland more excited.

Lou Lai loosened the reins, his mouth was swordsman, and he made a very domineering and stylish movement, he put the palms of his hands on his forehead, and then opened them violently, and his arms were spread to the maximum.

It's a command, a commanding gesture.

The cavalry array, which was instantly blocked by the Ottoman phalanx, changed and was divided into three parts, the five thousand centaurs at the front of the cavalry formation around the building continued to charge, regardless of whether they were alive or dead, and the latter was about to hit the brother Viking warriors in front, and quickly divided into two strands, clinging to the tip of the spear that was about to stab him, and quickly swept diagonally from the left and right sides of the Ottoman phalanx.

The Viking warriors who swept diagonally from both sides of the Ottoman phalanx were not just trying not to bump into their brothers in front of them, they quickly put their sabers in their mouths as they swept past the opposing phalanx, and drew their spears from their backs or saddles, and this distance was condescending on their horses, and it was absolutely fine to aim at the archers in the center of the phalanx.

Throwing a spear is no more powerful than a bow and crossbow, but the accuracy is not high, but in such a diagonal time, there is no time to bend the bow and arrow.

The center of the Ottoman phalanx immediately resounded with a scream, and the spears thrown by the Viking warriors were full of stamina with the blessing of horse speed, and almost every spear could penetrate two archers, who let them wear leather armor!

The most advanced spear throwing also costs two taels of iron, so those who can equip spear throwing in the wasteland without forging technology are elite troops.

"Archers, heavy arrows, free fire!"

"Heavy arrows are shot with poisoned arrows!"

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"The spearmen (those with spears) are two meters forward! All captains (those junior officers) and great swordsmen are ready to deal with the barbarians who break through the line!"

In the center, under the protection of the big shields of the eight hoplites, the big shield Scarface Chief, gave his orders one by one in an orderly manner!

"All the hoplites are up to me! The bones of my hands and feet have been broken, and even if I use the second one, I have to hold the shield to the death!"

"As long as we can withstand the charge of the cavalry, we will be able to annihilate them completely!

Located in the direction of the Viking cone impact is the commander's home formation, although the distance is the farthest, they can most feel the terrifying momentum of the oncoming team, the "7th Independent Marine Mixed Regiment" under his command, itself is also an elite unit that has experienced a hundred battles, every member is a veteran of the war, but the other side is now holding the consciousness of death to charge! A strong army is terrifying, a strong army that is not afraid of death, it can be called a nightmare! The first time the Ottoman division fought with the Vikings, they were obviously stunned, no matter how brave the troops were, they were not as crazy as they were, at least those troops were still afraid of death.

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The earth trembled violently under his feet, he stood unsteadily, the horse's hooves rumbled in his ears, the Vikings' cone-shaped phalanx was as heavy as a towering mountain, and many Ottoman hoplites in the front row were swept away by the huge impact force before they could even shout the first exclamation, but they were well-trained and tacitly coordinated, and they would quickly burst out of two people to pull him back to their main formation, and then a hoplite in the back would fill his gap with a shield, but the formation was still constantly being crushed like paper paste!

"Whew、、、、、、、、、"

The roar of the Vikings drowned out the screams of the men and horses on the ground, the sonorous clashing of weapons, and in their terrifying attack, the enemy could only barely block it, as if it were overwhelmed by this torrent in an instant, and it was only a matter of moments!

Oh my God! Their target is actually the main formation of the army they are in at this moment, and their goal is themselves!

Could this be the kind of lifeless barbarian tactics mentioned in the mouth of the mainland wandering poets?????????!

The great swordsmen who were responsible for the safety of the commanders and archers in the inner ring saw that it was not good, and rushed forward with a shout, he wanted to stop the Vikings' momentum immediately, and pounced on it to collide with the enemy head-on, just like two waves collided head-on, stirring up countless splashing waves, that is, the sparks splashed by the swords and guns of the two sides fighting!,

In less than a moment, the Viking warriors and Ottoman soldiers were knocked down in large swaths, and whoever fell to the ground on both sides was like the rice waves that had been hit by the typhoon, and they were also trampled into pulp by iron hooves!

Whether it was a man or a horse, the heavy and thick armor of many heavy infantry was trampled flat by his own people.

But under the constant wall repair of the Ottoman hoplites with metal tower shields in their hands, they still withstood the charge of the Vikings!

At this time, the multi-arms of the Westerners are fighting together and are beginning to exert their might!

Under the protection of the hoplite tower shield, the spearmen began to return fire, and one by one the savage and strong Viking warriors were stabbed off their horses, and their original phalanx with a diameter of 300 meters has now been compressed into 250 meters, which means that more than 3,000 Viking warriors paid their lives for that short distance of 50 meters.

The Ottomans began to expand outward little by little, eating away at these elite Viking warriors.

The hoplites lifted their shields and moved forward two steps, stopped, and plunged their shields into the retreating ground again, pikemen following closely behind.

The archers in the center of the phalanx have long since begun to harvest the Vikings, and it is time to shoot directly at such a close distance without shooting from the back, it is time to take a roll call one by one!

Seeing this, the prince of the building cut off the tips of the two spears that were stabbed at him with his saber, and at the same time grabbed the spear with the wooden handle with the other hand, and quickly resigned in the same direction. (The other end of the spear is blunt and can't pierce anything)

"Viking warriors, jump in!"

The building came to raise his saber to the sky and drank angrily.

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A cry of terror rang out from the formation: "Be careful! The Vikings are coming! The cavalry is coming!"

The wind howled overhead, the horses neighed in their ears, and spears as dense as forests waved around! Many Viking warriors did not hesitate to leap their horses and rushed in! They were like the spirits of the dead emerging from the darkness, dark and filthy, and they did not know what life and death were.

They are not afraid to cut into the flesh with a sword, they are not afraid to pierce the body with a spear, even if the blood gurgles out of the cracks in the armor, they do not care if the eyes are shot into the arrows, they pull them out without care, they seem to be born without knowing what death is! That crazy momentum, there is nothing they dare not do, the single Viking warriors dare to single-handedly take on the enemy's entire queue, and one by one out of thin air gave birth to infinite strength, the saber and the duck father Luan Gong Huang Vulture Du Bao Crab 3±∧♀.

A Viking warrior who had lost his left arm and half of his cheek was red-eyed, and he took the lead, and by mistake he actually killed into the innermost group of archers, holding a saber in one hand and a wooden shield in his mouth, (because there was only one hand left) from the left cheek, where Sen Sen's white bones and a row of wisdom teeth (chewing teeth) were directly exposed outside the flesh, the gums had begun to bleed, and the heavy saber in his hand was like a death scythe that harvested life, and there was no living enemy within a three-meter radius of this brave whirlwind that approached him! In front of him, this elite army of a hundred battles suddenly turned into a group of little hens, although he was not tall, but in the eyes of the Ottoman soldiers and horses at this time, he was simply not a human being, an undead who had no life and only knew how to kill! In the end, he was cut into more than thirty parts, and the head that lost his cheek was actually the largest one...... (Imagine how miserable it is)

The Viking warriors, who leapt into it without being stabbed to death by spears, swooped into the depths to expand their victory. The enemy was killed by the sword, and the Ottoman soldiers and horses fell to the ground in patches of horses, as dense as the wind blowing wheat waves!

Their target was only the innermost commander, who was surrounded by eight shields!

These barbarians proved to be too naïve, and after leaving behind hundreds of corpses that could not be distinguished from the horses and the knights on horses, the Ottoman phalanx was compressed here, but the interior had been cleaned up.

Here the Vikings slowly encroached.

A dozen hoplites with large shields surrounded the two Viking warriors, and the spearmen hid behind them, stabbing their spears fiercely.

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The shouts of slaughter sounded from the west side of the hand-to-hand battle between the two sides, and a group of heavy cavalry with at least 3,000 men and war horses, all wrapped in heavy armor and holding pure metal tridents, covered up here, and it was the heavy cavalry, the ace of Byzantium.

Although the number of people is only 3,000, but the equipment is excellent, the combat effectiveness is extremely high, and the Vikings can see and believe that the saber in their hands cannot hurt these monsters with only exposed eyes.

A knife from the floor stuck to the joint of a hoplite's arm armor, and the armor and people were cut off together, and the hot and bloody blood sprayed him all over his head.

"Your Royal Highness, withdraw!"

"Your Royal Highness, you are the hope of the Vikings, you can't get into danger, retreat!"

"Da Danyu's mammoth cavalry will clean them up!"

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The dead soldiers around him persuaded while blocking the dense rain of arrows for him.

The right hand holding the saber trembled, I don't know if it was due to too much slashing and fatigue, or because of the impatience.

"Withdraw!"

The building was young but sensible, and he could see that he would be a great monarch in the future.

Lou Lai gritted his teeth and said this word angrily.