Vol 2 Chapter 659: The third battle begins

In the rest of this Black Friday night, the Normans were praying, and the English were fighting in their homeland. In order to restore the morale impact of the failure of the night attack, the English king Harold let his soldiers drink crazy all night. liqueur.
Harold understands that victory in this battle will increase his prestige, and defeat means the destruction of Anglo-Saxon England, and he will undoubtedly die.
At the same time, William, who had camped in Blackstings for many days, was also fully rested and ready. He took the soldiers to pray under the holy banner bestowed on him by the Holy See until early morning, "May today, the Lord grant the most sacred power to guide Norman Man defeats evil and brings permanent peace to this land."
Victory will make him the richest man and the most powerful leader in Europe. Under the witness of the Lord, a duke will become a king.
The last and largest of the three battles in England in 1066, the Battle of Hastings, was about to start.
At eight o'clock in the morning of October 14th, Norman Scouts discovered that Harold's army had come out of the woods where they were stationed.
William, the Duke of Normandy, thought that after a long wait, he could finally fight Harold to the death-but when he was wearing the armor, the illegitimate son was a little annoyed to find that the chain mail he had just put on was pierced upside down.
William found that the faces of the surrounding vassals once again showed an expression of worry about this unclear omen. The Duke of Normandy has experienced various unfortunate and embarrassing events during this battle. Before crossing the English Channel, he encountered an abnormal long-term north. The wind, when you ventured to force the sea, the calm sea suddenly rose up. A huge and fatal storm lost more than three hundred boats. As soon as he landed in England, he tripped and fell a dog chewing on the mud, and now his chain mail It was reversed again, and the back neck of the chain mail tightened William's apple and made him look a little funny.
This kind of unknown omen would certainly make the Norman people feel uneasy, but William, who has become accustomed to handling such things, ignored the fear of his subordinates and the look that seemed to be mentally retarded, and began to pretend to be relaxed towards the surrounding people. The vassal laughed-either it did relieve the tension of his subordinates, or William's subordinates had to follow their lord's meaning to give him a step down at this time. In short, the atmosphere at least followed The embarrassing and polite laughter in the Norman army eased.
When William saw this, he turned on his horse cleanly and started to give his troops the final inspiration: "Great Norman! Great Breton! Great Burgundian! Every believer of the Lord! Today! , Lao Tzu will lead you to fight under the banner of the Lord! Lao Tzu will lead you to victory once again!"
Once they arrived on the battlefield, it was obvious that the Normans were still full of confidence in their leaders, and their army burst out with an impatient roar following William's speech.
And Harold, who led the troops out of the forest, did not panic when he saw the imposing Norman army in the distance. He had already understood the situation in this place from the soldiers who knew the local terrain. He took the troops. They quickly occupied a hill that they had been eyeing before the battle. As always, they built an airtight shield wall on the slope.
This was the declaration of war by King Harold of England on William, the Grand Duke of Normandy, and declared the beginning of the battle by occupying the high ground.
On the front line of the battle between the two sides, the Norman troops gathered at the foot of the mountain. They had three thousand cavalry and crossbow troops far exceeding England. On the other hand, the English proudly raised their shields and stood on the hillside to take advantage of the land, and under the hillside was a damp swamp. If the Norman wanted to attack them at close range, they had to cross the swamp and then climb. Poe, the English obviously planned to stay here and did not intend to leave, they just provoke the Normans on the hillside with their shields.
At the foot of the mountain, the archers took the lead and lined up neatly, with the Norman infantry holding shields and swords in the middle, and the Norman knights who frightened the European continent were placed last.
Duke William frowned and shook his head, pursing his lips, his face showed firmness: "The British have the hillside, and Lao Tzu has the lord."
Behind this hill named Senluck, is the reward of the Normans, that is, the fertile soil of England.
The Normans sang neatly. It was the song of the French heroic epic Roland. Their momentum was amazing. Under these circumstances, the English militias were a little nervous and the atmosphere stagnated.
Odegar, one of the captains of the king’s guard, took off his helmet and waved it in the air. He said to himself that the troops he led solemnly swear: "I swear before the battle..."
Under the leadership of Odegar, the morale of the English soldiers along with other parts of the English soldiers was mobilized. All the English militiamen voluntarily followed him to take the oath. They read the Anglo-Saxon Mead oath neatly-that is, before the war. The oath was taken as a response to the Norman’s Roland’s song: "I will fight as hard as I can for my king, the Shroud of Ma Ge. If my king or master dies in battle, I will follow them and continue to fight. If anyone sees me greedy for life and fear of death , To escape, he should alert me with the oath I swore before the people..."
At the bottom of the mountain, Mordred, the knight of the lid, looked at the Englishman on the mountain, and smiled cruelly and jokingly. His expression was like a beast about to pounce on its inevitable prey. Then, he was full of jealousy. Glancing at the red-haired knight not far away, he was recognized by the Archduke William after this reconnaissance operation. The Duke of Normandy asked him to lead a troop in this battle, and he could only act as his deputy— -Mordred did not rashly report to William in this situation. He intends to use the other party's private release of enemy information as a means of threatening the other party.
After the English opponent took the oath, all the generals of Ai Utelfoy shouted to the troops they led: "Archers...prepare!"
Following their order, all the archers drew their bows and faced the English on the mountain.
Arrows were flying like rain, and they dinged and shot towards the English camp, and stuck them on the shield they had raised, making a fierce metal crash. However, there were still some English militiamen whose legs and bodies were too unlucky and fell to the ground with arrows, rolling down the hillside. The Normans at the foot of the mountain obviously did not give them a chance to relax and recover. Ai Utelfo had already ordered the archers to start the second round of shooting.
The arrows hit the shield like hail. Although some militiamen in England fell to the ground with arrows, and the few long-range troops of the English were not enough to effectively fight back against the Normans, the shield wall was as solid as a wall. The team's supplement appeared unscathed.
In doing so, the Normans couldn’t drive the English down the hill. Now it’s the turn to give the Normans the greatest honor, and let the Norman’s enemies most fear the ultimate weapon. The Normans brought it here. A huge price was paid at sea.
The horses lined up in a row, and the knights on them were holding spears. When Ai Uthail Buddha raised his arm again, he ordered: "Cavalry, charge!" These knights raised their spears and launched to the English on the mountain. The impact, and such a galloping momentum obviously made the English militias agitated.
"They're here!" Tofi couldn't help taking two steps back. His lips were pale with fright. It was obvious that there were many Englishmen like him. The English militiamen held up their shields and wanted to withstand the trampling of the iron hoof. The Norman spears of the Normans riding on the horses pierced the gaps in the shields and pierced their bodies.
The English militiamen screamed in horror, and the wounded militiamen crawled on the ground, trying to escape this on earth.
However, with the hard work of the English and the help of the terrain, some Norman cavalry, whose speed was not fully mentioned, were stabbed from their horses by their spears ~EbookFREE.me~ and fell off the horse.
By the battlefield, Allen and Merlin were sitting on a huge crossbar. This was under the ancient apple tree that Allen deliberately found based on the "Anglo-Saxon Chronicles". This position allows them to fully understand Observe the scenes happening in the battlefield.
Allen cast a Muggle expulsion spell around them. Even if a soldier accidentally passed through the area where they were, he would suddenly think that he had deviated from the direction of the attack ordered by the general and immediately moved away from here.
Looking at the battle before him, Allen, who was not the first time he had experienced it, couldn’t help but sigh. Although the battle of the cold weapon era was not as lethal as modern thermal weapons, it was always lethal and screamed at the horn. Excitement and fear followed so and cruel.
Nevertheless, his staff was not idle.
Sitting on the side, Merlin watched the war in front of him and tried to find his acquaintances, while constantly stuffing the pudding that Hufflepuff had stuffed in Allen's pockets in his mouth, and swallowed the pudding in large mouthfuls. He grabbed another piece of savory roast venison sprinkled with spices, and took a bite into it. For the little medieval boy whose adoptive father was just a farmer, even this glorious future would not let him Having had the opportunity to taste these unheard of delicacies before, and being buried in the ruins without eating for a long time, he now completely let go of the appetite brought to him by the blood of the bottomless abyss demon in his bloodline.
Allen glanced calmly at his slightly shy belly, and suddenly thought of the phrase that everyone often sighed: "Oh, Merlin's fattest briefs!" Allen still can't see it, but if it is like this When I eat it, that interjection doesn't seem to be groundless.