"No - even if you can save your life, you will be opened by this bastard Priest." Egil thought so, then gritted his teeth and shouted, "Break through!" At this time, no longer needed his orders, the other nobles understood what was going on. They didn't care about continuing to grab the spoils and heads, and turned their horse's heads and advanced in the enemy's formation with great difficulty.

However, it was very difficult - very difficult. The large cavalry gathered together became the target of the opponent's long-range troops. Although the archers in the United Kingdom were not professional and were not equipped with compound bows, the horn bows on the hands of those archers were pitiful. Unless they were too unlucky to be shot through the throat by an arrow, they would basically not die - but this time, Egil discovered the terrible aspects of the opponent's jave cavalry.

The Polish nobles of the Javelin cavalry, each equipped with two heavy javelins - with the kinetic energy of the horse's forward rushing on the horse's back, the javelin can be thrown forty or fifty meters away. Although the powerful and heavy javelins have limited lethality to the guards' knights, they can easily pierce the chain armor shirt. The Norman Royal Knights wearing chain composite armor are better at least - but those Tomahawk cavalry are not spared, let alone other knights with less equipment than Tomahawk cavalry.

Egil calculated: because the opponent's cavalry is also heavy, so the speed is not very fast; and the opponent has to charge forward and throw a javelin. There is still a pause - if you take advantage of this opportunity to rush forward, you will definitely be able to bite the opponent. Then you can start a hand-to-hand combat - but.

This is when the other side has no other troops to cooperate.

In addition to nearly a thousand heavy-armed cavalry, the opponent also has a large number of nomad light cavalry. Although the bows and arrows of those light cavalry basically do not cause any harm to the knights, the fierce nomads from the Eastern European prairie were still extremely tough. Although the equipment was compared with the heavy-armed knights under Egil, these were equipped with leather armor at most. In fact, most of the nomads with just fur robes were not even as good as scum. However, their brave momentum, superb skills, and morale of fearlessness, and the most important thing is that the number of these guys was damn, which made the Norman Knights unable to break through the obstacles they created for a while.

At the same time, when he turned around, he saw a large number of shield spearmen behind him forming a shield wall and slowly approaching. The Polish knights formed several wedge formations. They raised their rifles and began to charge against their own side.

Damn it. This won't work. Even if you can successfully break through, you will be likely to be followed by the opponent and then destroy your military camp. If that happens, it will become a big joke. Egil bit his lower lip hard, and bit his lips directly without knowing it.

System, open.

OK, the system cannot be opened.

Originally, Egil thought very well, exchanged for a general in the system, and then was born in his own camp, asking him to bring his soldiers to save him. However, perhaps because the time has been too long, Egil has forgotten many system settings, such as: in combat, you can only open the tactical interface, but the strategic interface cannot be opened.

In other words, Egil's idea is completely unworkable.

"Damn it - if you don't help, I'll die! Bastard - can you hear it?!" So Egil began to summon the system elf Aurora in his heart.

"Tsk, use it when you can, and ignore it when you don't. You guy is really a heartless bastard." Perhaps it's because recently, because Egil is already very familiar with the system settings, so he asked the system elves less and less questions. So Aurora was so angry that she ignored him for a long time. During this period, the enemy's encirclement was reinforced a lot - many recruited militia who had escaped before ran back as dawned, and then joined the war.

"—Don't talk nonsense!" Seeing the crisis, Egil was not in a good mood: "You should know the current situation, right?"

"That's right, I've been watching you by your side."

"...Don't say it so disgusting." Egil was a little speechless: "Then hurry up - do a favor and let me open the system strategy interface. It will be enough for five minutes."

"You seem to have misunderstood something." Aurora said: "I don't have the ability to directly operate the system. After all, I'm just an auxiliary. I can change the system settings so that you can't do what you fill out."

"...Damn it, is there no way? If I die, you won't be fine!"

"Tsk, who should I scare?" Aurora still looked faint. Perhaps she really saw Egil being furious and had to continue commanding the army. She was also in a bad mood while commanding the army and chatting with her. She couldn't help laughing and said, "Then I'll just find another saucy to sign a contract with him."

"I'm sure! No one can do this better than me!"

"...Well, what you said makes sense. There are not many heartless people in your world like you. If you find an ordinary person, you will probably be self-pitying for a while, extremely excited for a while, worrying about gains and losses for a while, working for a while, relaxing for a while, evolving for a while, turning for a while, becoming a blinded for a while, being confused for a while, and enlightening for a while... It's better to change millions of troops to unify the continent."

“So—”

"——So, you should ask for blessings on your own. There is nothing you can do, but there is no way."

"--waste!"

"Are you talking about yourself?!"

So Egil gave up on the idea of ​​getting help from the system elves. It seems that he still has to rely on himself...

At this moment, the knights who were trapped in the siege had completely lost their power, and Egil could see that most of the guys were coming for him - the blue-bottom white bird flag held high in the hands of the knights of the guard next to him was the best target. But it was not enough to throw this away - if you do this, the morale of the army will definitely drop a lot in a row, and it may not even collapse directly.

Well, if you break out and find a reinforcement to help, you probably don’t have to think about it - look at the guard knights next to you, it seems that no one will take the initiative to stand up and pretend to be themselves... Well, even so, Egil doesn’t have time to change clothes... Well, even if you have time to change clothes... The armor on your sister’s body is completely the same style, and it’s not the same as the one who changes the same concept.

So, if you don’t think you can go out, let others break out and bring the rescue back. Egil thought about it in reverse.

This person must have enough prestige and sufficient control ability - at least not bringing tens of thousands of troops into the ditch.

So, Egil suddenly had a good candidate: his Archbishop Peter. He had enough status. As a special person, the Archbishop also had five points of control and six points of virtue attributes, which were quite good attributes. The most important thing is that if he was sent away, no one would give him a blow when he wanted to surrender - yes, it was him.

Then Egil quickly grabbed the Archbishop's hand: "The kingdom's life and death are all at this moment. Bishop, I hope--no, I order you to lead your subordinates to break through, and I will also support your group of knights. Go back to the barracks, and then take the most people and rush over at the fastest speed. Please!"

"But, but in this way - Your Majesty, you - no, let me leave the breakout to Your Majesty. Stay here!" After Egil said with emotion, the other party seemed very moved. Tears almost came down.

"No! As the king, my soldiers are still brave enough to fight the enemy. What's wrong with me running away alone? If I leave, then the morale of the army will inevitably collapse! Bishop!"

"...I understand." The Priest Peter finally couldn't help but shed two tears: "I just crowned His Majesty last year... Your Majesty, take care of him, and then go back."

Although this separation made Egil very uncomfortable - and the partner was a bad old man over sixty years old. Egil nodded emotionally. Then he shouted loudly: "Everyone, escort the Priest to break out!"

The Norman Knights around him roared, cheered up and broke back with the Priest Peter. At the same time, Egil also ordered the guards to hold the white bird flag on the blue background and charge in another direction. The other party's attention was all focused on Egil's knight. The main force moved towards Egil, and did not take Peter's one or two hundred knights to heart. In this way, the Priest Master broke through the siege with great difficulty.

Seeing the cavalry leaving, Egil breathed a little relieved and adjusted the formation again, allowing the knights to expand their range of activities. At the same time, he rushed to the front line and led the guards to kill the enemy. Despite a night of fierce fighting, the guards' knights were still extremely energetic. It also boosted the morale of other knights. Later, Egil launched a thundering scream in the Underworld, which further reduced the combat effectiveness of the United Kingdom's army. Although Vadislaw repeatedly urged to step up the attack, it was useless.

Seeing that the situation on the battlefield was eased, Egil breathed a sigh of relief and calculated that he could almost hold on until reinforcements came. He was glad that he had passed another level. Then he said to himself: "Next, I'll wait."

"If you die at the last moment when reinforcements arrive, it's a God-made work."
Chapter completed!