Egil felt hungry.

Although it is not a reliable time now, this kind of thing is force majeure. Although I had a midnight snack last night, after a night of fierce fighting, all things have been digested at present - fortunately, I don’t have the desire to “beep” yet, otherwise it would be embarrassing…

Well, it seems that it’s not a bad thing to feel hungry. It’s much better than holding on to "beep". Egil had heard before that some knights in the Middle Ages were unable to pull out because they were in battle and therefore suffocated. At that time, I felt it was very interesting to laugh. But now it’s my turn, it’s a little bit-no, not a little bit. Egil vaguely smelled the stench just now. Could it be someone pulling his pants?!

In such a tragic atmosphere, Egil's army burst out with extremely strong combat power. Less than 4,000 cavalry could still remain under the siege of ten times more than one's own army. Even confronted him - of course, Egil believed that this was because of his command ability.

However, no matter what, whether Egil has strong command ability, or the other party is also unable to exert strength when he is hungry at dinner time, or because he is too close, he is frightened by Egil's brutality of up to 16 points and the effect of the screaming sound of the underworld - in short, although he has an absolute advantage in number, the United Kingdom's army still has no choice but to use Egil's knights' army Wadi Slaw repeatedly wants to rotate the army to rest and have dinner. But as the Norman Knights rushed left and right, they were afraid that the other party would break out in the gap of the army's rotation. So he considered it several times without ordering.

At this moment, it was already dawn, and the balance of war tilted towards the United Kingdom little by little. During the repeated charges, a large number of noble knights fell behind and were divided and surrounded by helplessness. Then they swung like waves and disappeared. Egil's army was less than three thousand cavalry left. On several occasions, the Polish knights rushed to Egil's side, causing the guards to kill red. They directly used too much force to tear the Polish knights. Blood splashed Egil's whole body...

Comparative psychology.

Especially the psychology of comparing with the enemy.

It can make people do many exciting or silly things.

For example, now, seeing the Norman Knights use their posture like crazy wolf, the Polish Knights opposite rise up a straight line of comparison, completely ignoring the opponent's war horses are more cold-resistant than their own, and the opponent's weapons and equipment are better than their own - especially the opponent's commander is better than their own. They think that they are losing face.

"The other party has only a few thousand people - what about us? There are tens of thousands. If we can't beat this, we don't have to continue to mess up - no no, no, this is not the point. The point is that this old man is participating in this army. How can we make the other party so popular?!"

In this way, due to the effects of jealousy, shame, anger and other negative psychology, the Polish knights inexplicably entered a state of fierce fighting, and they completely ignored the terrain and surrounding friendly forces like crazy. As soon as the face armor pulled, they began to launch a brainless charge towards the Norman Knights.

In an instant, the Norman Knights had not made any mistakes. The United Kingdom army opposite was in chaos, and many tragedies were caused by their own knights, which made the originally strict formation loose.

"Opportunity!" Egil couldn't help but feel excited as he saw such a mistake in the main force of the United Kingdom directly south. He then raised his command knife and shouted "Charge!" His voice that had already been hoarse before made a hoarse voice. Then the long horns of the guards' knights rang out again - the entire Norman Royal Knights and the improved tomahawk cavalry swarmed forward like a torrent of steel.

——Immediately afterwards, two heavy cavalry collided directly! On such a crowded battlefield, the knights had almost no room to dodge! The Norman Royal Knights' nails were already missing, so in the first round, a total of hundreds of Norman Royal Knights were stabbed by the opponent's nails to the hearts of the heart!

However, this is not over. Under the influence of gravity acceleration, the two knights - life and death, were still sitting on the war horse and charging forward. Then the two war horses collided directly! The Norman war horse, with chain armor and iron on their heads, directly knocked over the Polish war horse opposite, but they also suffered heavy damage. At this moment, the sound of the spear breaking and the horse skull breaking came one after another - and then, the knights in the second row were stepping on the ground, or still

The old knights who struggled to stand up and the war horses collided again... and it started over and over again. The most tragic and brain-dead traffic accidents on the medieval battlefield were staged again and again. The knights in the front row had already been trampled into meat sauce, and few survived in the second row. Third, the four rows had more than half of the dead. On the entire battlefield, the corpses of knights and war horses, broken swords, spears, armor and shields were scattered all over the ground...

Egil and Wadislaw both felt heartbroken. This is a knight! Heavy cavalry! Baby!!! It takes more than ten years for your sister to train a knight, but in less than a minute, one charge - dead!!!

I can't stand it, I really can't stand it. It's like throwing a large amount of gold, silver and jewelry into the sea in front of the mistress. That feeling can make people feel heartbroken. Egil was a little better, and kept comforting himself: Don't be afraid or not, save a few months of money and recruit a group of knights - the knights without wives and children can still take back the land - even if I comfort myself like this, Egil's face seemed to have learned too much, and his upper and lower teeth kept trembling - the guard knight next to him looked at him strangely, and he forced a smile: "It's so cold this day."

The opposite Vadislaw was even more direct. He leaned back with a "squeak". If the guards around him hadn't helped him with their eyes and hands, they would have fallen off the horse and fell. Even so, although they were not seriously injured, their hearts were cold... But the charge just now, more than a quarter of the fewer knights in Poland! He was not as good as Egil, but he had a fiefdom that could continue to recruit wandering knights. He lost this time and wanted to make up for it for at least twenty years!

This relative charge of the knight cluster pushed the battle to its climax. The soldiers on both sides were not as concerned as the two kings, and were all concerned about the firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea in the kingdom - they only knew that such a scene was so exciting, such a flesh-and-blooded scenery was so exciting, and such a spirit - the spirit of the knights' fearlessness. It is worth imitating.

In such a fanatical atmosphere, the other party, the Poles, seemed to overcome the fear of Egil's sixteen points, and rushed towards the remaining knights on both sides who were drawing their swords and fighting...

"Cabin!" Seeing that this continued, Egil would suffer a loss, he quickly ordered the improved tomahawk cavalry to come forward to provide assistance.

Like the knights, the tomahawk cavalrymen had long been unknown where the cavalrymen went. Fortunately, they also had axes. And the cavalry was very good at riding horses to chop people, which was beneficial to physical and mental health. Although the movements on horseback were not flexible, it was far worse than those nomads. However, these legendary tomahawk cavalry, Scandinavian Vikings, had very strong substitute abilities.

Riding on horseback and fighting on foot.

Although it was on the back of a horse, it still kept its body upright, just like walking to swing the battle axe to kill the enemy. Don’t say that such behavior is really a scam, how is it possible?! The tomahawk cavalry’s hand-to-hand combat power basically has no skills, and they rely on their powerful force and strong defensive equipment to mingle. They are not too powerful when fighting against nomadic light cavalry.

Perhaps the heavy cavalry system should also be improved... Egil couldn't help but sigh as he saw his army fall into a tough battle. Then he roared wildly in a hoarse voice to cheer up his morale: "Dear the Father, kill all the pagans!!!"

"Kill them all!!!" The soldiers were even more excited after hearing Egil's order. This is not the case with the United Kingdom - the United Kingdom of Poland and Lithuania, which pursues a certain degree of religious freedom policy, whether it is the belief in polytheism on the Baltic coast, or the grassland nomads who believe in shamanism. What is even more unacceptable is that the United Kingdom openly issued a statement, welcomed Jews to do business in China and made a guarantee that there would be no decree to abuse the Jews. There are many preferential treatments for them - this is something that the entire Christ world cannot tolerate. Egil's sentence killing all the pagans is not wrong.

Seeing the exhausted soldiers around him burst into great combat power again, Egil couldn't be happy no matter what. The four words "return to the sky" popped out from his mind's vocabulary. The light burst out from the knights and cavalrymen looked like the afterglow of the doomsday...
Chapter completed!