Maybe now is the perfect time to escape.

Right at the riverside camp of the Ross Allied Forces, standing here, you can clearly see the cross flag flying on the thick stone wall of Maastricht City on the other side of the river and the specially erected huge cross.

In any case, even if the captured Princess Gisla was based on her own beliefs, she was not willing to agree with any promises made by the Norman nobles.

She has already learned that the powerful Frankish cavalry is on the other side of the river. If they know that they are trapped, is there any reason not to rescue them?

"No! They must have come to save me!"

The princess wanted to run away, but she was still stared at by Shi Shuang Yejing, and her behavior was under surveillance.

"God, grant us victory! Let our army defeat these Normans." She prayed silently, closing her eyes as if she was meditating, silently chanting prayer words and curses in her mind.

But the other girl, she had already changed her mind.

The young Norman nobleman promised an extremely bright future. If the boy was killed or injured in battle, what would he do if the Norman army had a big problem?

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Even if he was rescued, it would be better not to be rescued.

Alicia is just a maid in the final analysis, and now the princess who cared about herself also claimed to break up. The deadliest thing is that he is already unclean due to his affair with a Norman nobleman. The best result of the so-called rescue is to be sent to a women's monastery to practice penance for a lifetime, which is just another form of imprisonment.

She will not run away, not even without chains.

She was still wearing the men's clothing of the Ross Army, and now she was standing by the river subconsciously crossing her chest, praying to the Virgin Mary to protect her Askad. Such behavior is very weird, but now no one pays attention to such a girl.

The coalition forces now don't care about the spoils of war. Due to the strong stimulation, all the previous war weariness was swept away.

At the same time, all the narrow streets and alleys in the residential quarters to the north of the city were now crowded with cavalry.

Although there was a heavy rain before, the summer rain comes and goes quickly.

The bright sun for many days made the land that had been soaked into a slurry lake by the rain return to dryness again. The rain stimulated the grass to grow wildly, and even stimulated the wheat fields near the city.

The Diocese of Maastricht is an important grain-producing area. In principle, a large part of the food in this area will be handed over to the Brussels military camp. But now the nearby villagers are fleeing one after another. As for General Tristan who regained the city, if he can't solve the Norman problem quickly, once the farming season is over, although the harvest will not be complete this year, the worst result is that all the soldiers get off their horses. Bow down and be a McKee.

The streets and alleys in the north of the city were full of slaughter, and the cavalry remained absolutely silent, except for some war horses neighing slightly and shaking their heads unconsciously. The war horse clearly felt the uneasiness before the battle, or completely understood the orders given by the master.

Future battles will change Frank's traditional tactics, that is, organize multiple cavalry units to withdraw with a spear and poke like an eagle. This tactic can protect the horse, but also continuously weaken the enemy's strength and force the enemy to show flaws. But now the Frankish army has no patience to wait for the Normans to line up.

In other words, once the Normans are really arranged in a dignified battle formation, the tactical effect General Tristan desires cannot be achieved well.

He deliberately organized the cavalry to launch a group charge of 2,000 cavalry. At present, all the horses with the best armor are placed in the front position, and the unarmored light cavalry are all behind.

A large number of cavalry are equipped with riding spears, which are essentially a softer pole with a fusiform spearhead.

The cavalry brought by Earl Gilbert basically did not carry this kind of equipment. For the convenience of movement, he urgently ordered the army to find wooden poles when he was stationed in the city, such as changing pitch forks to low-quality riding spears to make up the number.

General Tristan is waiting, the soldiers under his command are well-trained, and the other two banner captains are closely watching his actions, and they will definitely not attack rashly without orders.

There is also an element of instability here.

Tristan was worried about Gilbert, Earl of Ramongaard, a young man of twenty-one who was full of drive. After all, the streets and alleys where the cavalry were hidden were narrow, and he had to be separated from Ramon Gao's army, and was obscured by a large number of thatched cottages. Tristan had no idea what Gilbert was doing at the moment.

When the first Norman troops landed, the executioners, who felt their mission had been accomplished, hastily began to evacuate.

These people were originally cavalrymen, and the execution site was naturally equipped with escape horses.

They moved lightly, rushed to their respective horses at an extremely fast speed, stepped on the horses swiftly, their slightly ringed legs suddenly clamped the horse's belly, and they ran to the due west swiftly.

The reason why they didn't run to the houses in the north of the city where the heavy soldiers were ambushed was General Tristan's trick. In this way, they seemed to be escaping with the openness of the west.

How can a pair of human legs be as fast as a galloping horse?

Bjorn, who wanted to kill several executioners, was furious. He pointed his sword at the back of the rider and shouted: "Go to hell! You bastard! One day, I will kill you!"

At this moment, some subordinates made a surprise inspection of those slaughtered companions, some of them had already bled to death, but there were also others who were very angry.

Even some people's lips were still trembling when they were dying, as if they were about to say something.

The Mellaren warriors of the same clan wanted to stab such a companion with a sword to give him a happy understanding. Since the companion has a last word, let's put his ear to it.

"There is... There is an ambush. You are all idiots, looking for death. Get out! Get out!"

The dying man uttered obscenities in the faintest of voices, just to alert his companions.

After speaking, people also died.

ambush? Is there an ambush here?

The soldiers looked left and right, and it was clearly an open field. Not far away were the dead bodies of the enemies who stayed after the battle more than ten days ago. As for the ambush, there was no danger in looking around.

The soldiers urgently informed the boss Bjorn who was at a loss for the time being about the news that their companions sacrificed their lives for it.

"The deceased said there was an ambush? Are you serious? Did you hear me right?"

The subordinates hesitated and acquiesced that it was true.

It wasn't until this time that Bjorn finally felt a sense of inexplicable risk. After all, in the initial battle, a large number of armed men rushed out from a residential area not far away. They were all poor militiamen, and most of them didn't even have decent clothes. Killing these guys was as simple and quick as cutting fish and wood.

But... what if it's cavalry?

Fortunately, he looked back and saw that the Ross Army had begun to land one after another, and more friendly troops were also landing. The feeling of isolation and helplessness disappeared without a trace as soon as it was born.

"Ah, maybe the enemy is just venting their anger. They don't have the guts to fight us."

Optimism soon overwhelmed fear, and Bjorn began to order his subordinates to go next and prepare for the slain companion to be buried on the spot.

No, Askad, who wanted to fight the enemy in the dark, landed with his brothers. He was quite well prepared, three sword and shield centuries and one crossbowman centurion. Ordinary soldiers set up a shield wall when they landed. , Crossbowmen also formed a tactical matrix one after another. Young people are impulsive and impulsive. Because they train very **** weekdays, they instinctively set up their own formations on any open battlefield.

This move seemed to be really facing a strong enemy. The posture of the Seventh Banner Squadron, who was ready for battle, attracted the high alert of the follow-up landing fighters. Even the free Danish fishermen who followed the coalition forces spontaneously followed the Boneless Yinvar's own soldiers. The town spread out a shield wall on the shore.

Therefore, in the eyes of the ambushing Frankish army, the Norman army kept alert as soon as they landed, as if their ambush had been exposed.

Tristan, who had experienced many battles, felt that this was not the case. Those Norman gangsters had developed the habit of trembling after robbery. After all, it was a despicable business.

But Earl Gilbert of Ramengau did not have the determination of a veteran.

"My lord, the Norman gangsters are setting up their formation. Let them get ready. We..." Gilbert stopped the soldier's suggestion.

Let's look at this young earl, he supported his helmet with both hands, and hung up the mail piece of the face shield. The huge nose guard and the decorative helmet eyebrow arch formed a "cross" on the front face. His blue eyes Staring brightly at the north.

The young man angrily pulled out his jewel-encrusted iron sword. This sword is of great significance. It represents the family inheritance and also symbolizes the past glorious victories of the parents and grandparents.

With a cavalry regiment composed entirely of people from his hometown, he was in high spirits.

"Warriors of Namur! Don't disgrace the glory of our ancestors! For glory! For faith! For morality! For the king! For the innocent people who were killed! Kill the Normans! Let's go!"

In an instant, the entire Ramon Gao army was in full swing, the soldiers were shouting, and the horses neighed collectively.

The count, by contrast, was infected by the high spirits he had provoked, and the more the soldiers shouted, the more he felt that his courage would bring about a glorious victory.

The thatched cottage could no longer hide the 400 cavalry troops. They were the most elite troops in the entire Earl of Ramongao. The military strength is similar to the military strength of the standing standard army under the king's command.

In this battle, Earl Ramongao entered and exited elitely. Even though he saw more and more enemies landing, the young Gilbert still believed that he had the upper hand.

He led the charge with his sword raised, and the cavalry behind him followed closely. They appeared magically from many narrow alleys, and more than 400 cavalry rode on the grass-covered riverside battlefield, causing the ground to tremble.

A group of behemoths appeared, and all the fighters of the Ross Allied Forces who landed were taken aback.

But after a brief shock, everyone remained calm.

Askad gritted his teeth, drew out his sword and stood with his brothers: "Stay steady! Shield wall! Hold steady."

He quickly arranged, and the well-trained crossbowmen stood in three rows. They carried round shields and swung their swords around their waists, although holding crossbows obviously had only one chance to shoot at the cavalry.

A little farther away, but the impact speed of the cavalry is very fast. Now that the cavalry of the Kingdom of Ross is expanding, Askad, who already knows how to ride a horse, knows a lot, and his self-confidence comes from this.

The soldiers of the Seventh Banner team started their three-stage attack, and they were also the first team to launch a countermeasure.

So Gilbert, who was charging, found that the Norman counterattack came much faster than he expected.

The armor-piercing arrows fired by the light crossbow modified by the recurve bow can still guarantee a certain lethality at a relatively long distance, but Ramon Gaojun is not a fool. Since they want to attack with all their strength, the soldiers in the front row are not only wearing chain armor , but also wear a vest with cloth face armor to protect the torso, even the cloth face armor is hung on the chest of the horse, and the forehead of the horse is also covered with a layer of hard leather riveted with iron plates.

The arrows crackled and hit the horse, but some clusters of arrows happened to get stuck into the gaps in the warrior's armor.

The wounded cavalry gritted their teeth and tucked their spears in their armpits, charging towards the enemy in full martyrdom.

The tricks of the three-stage attack have been exhausted, and seeing that the enemy's charge has not been delayed, Askad, who was taken aback, didn't care about panic at all, and could only maintain the shield wall with his brothers to resist the impact.

After the round shield, Askad felt the fear of death for the first time. His optimism disappeared. Although he clenched the hilt of his sword, he subconsciously closed his eyes, silently praying that he would not be hit by the horse. .

However, the charge of Ramon Gao's army did not sprint towards the position of Ross's Seventh Banner. After all, Askad's troops had just landed and were too close to the river as a whole.

Ramon Gao's army still took the wooden stakes where the prisoners were executed as targets, intending to completely trample to death those enemies who clearly did not list the dignified formation.

Bjorn never dreamed that the Frankish cavalry would chase him and beat him violently.

"Damn it! Brothers, let's get to the river!" After shouting, he no longer cared about his companions, left his brothers and ran away with his sword in hand.

In an instant, the Mellaren army collapsed again, causing panic among the Gotaland noble army and the Danish army who had just landed.

No one can really sit still, it's just that Askader's troops seem calm on the surface.

There are still a large number of soldiers entrenched on the other side of the river, and the other side of the river quickly fell into chaos.

Yin Waer, the boneless man, was still sitting on the sedan chair carried by his subordinates. He was a disabled person, so he didn't even have the qualifications to be greedy for life and fear death at this moment. As a young man, he thought about death, but if he died in battle under the iron cavalry of the Franks, it would be worthy of his identity as a descendant of Sigurd the "Ring" if word spread.

Invar's tranquility ensured the stability of the Danish army town.

The impact is inevitable!

Gilbert's movements were very fast. Ramon Gao's cavalry managed to catch up with the Mlaren people and trampled them again. Then they bumped into the army of five Jotaland nobles, and some of the cavalry also ran into Ah The flank of Scudder's Seventh Banner.

A group of soldiers were bumped into the Maas River by horses. The armored stomachs on their bodies dragged the soldiers to sink into the river bed quickly. They wanted to take off their armors quickly, but their bodies fell into the mud at the bottom of the river, so that only a few people were there. After a lot of tossing, he successfully emerged from the water and panted heavily.

The cavalry finally lost momentum, but that only meant the end of the first round.

"Soldiers, follow me!"

Gilbert may be brave or reckless, he is by no means a fool who loves fighting. Seeing that some subordinates had their legs cut off deliberately because of their war horses, they fell down and were killed by the Normans.

The team of more than 400 riders seemed to be lined up with heavy trucks and ran over an arc among the Ross coalition landing forces. After causing a lot of casualties, they calmly withdrew from the battlefield.

Some soldiers were trampled by horseshoes and their chests collapsed and died on the spot, while others were pierced by spears and died after exhaling their last breath. Many soldiers were not killed on the spot, they were all mortally wounded, and the howls resounded through the earth.

"Are you all right? Are you all okay?" Askad, who thought he would be knocked into the air, regained his composure and asked loudly~www.mtlnovel.com~ At this moment, the centurion of the 400th team led Crying and yelling: "Brother! It's miserable here!"

"Crap?"

Askad raised his head vigilantly, and then his scalp became numb. He widened his eyes and saw that his flank had suffered heavy losses. Many soldiers were lying on the ground, some were completely motionless, and some were still twisting and howling. He could clearly see some of his subordinates vomiting blood in pain, and the gorgeous blue-striped white robe was not only stained with black mud, but also soaked red by the blood of the soldiers.

Is this the power of heavy cavalry?

And the enemy is not far away, they seem to be forming a team.

"Oops!" Askad didn't have time to take care of his wounded soldiers, and immediately shouted: "Quickly assemble the team! Get ready for the second round of attack!" He noticed that the Finnish army was next to his formation, and those longbowmen seemed to be I was also shocked and overwhelmed by the chaos just now.

His eyes found good brother Kyle Ha. "Hey! Finn," he yelled, "Join me! Kelha, come here!"