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Chapter 91: The Second Battle of Budapest, Part 6, Homeland Conditions

Here, Basil II made a mistake. He did not put all the professional troops into the war like Egir, as soon as he came up. He placed all the temporary recruitment troops in the reserve. Instead, he mixed the temporary recruitment troops and professional troops.

Although Norman's heavy cavalry was not as large as the Eastern Roman Empire, the number of light cavalry was much smaller than that of the opponent. However, when it comes to heavy infantry, the Viking army under Egir's command can be said to be the first infantry organization recognized by the continent. Even the heavy infantry in Eastern Rome was inferior to that of these temporary recruiting corpses, mainly composed of light hammer soldiers and dagger soldiers.

Basil II was extremely surprised. He saw his infantry fighting against the enemy for only a moment, but he was forced to the brink of collapse by the opponent.

"The elite Norman infantry, we will see each other today." Basil II sighed softly, and then ordered: "Let the three temporary recruiting legions of the second array retreat, and the three professional legions of the third array advance to replace their positions. At the same time, the four professional legions of the second array advance to fill the vacancy. Order the entire army to not retreat. No matter the size of the official position or the family of the retreat, they will be killed!" After such adjustments, the Eastern Roman army stabilized the front line again in the hustle and bustle. Although the war loss ratio was still a little higher, at this speed, there would be no winner today.

"It's not that simple, indeed." Egil snorted lightly, watching the Viking warriors on the front of his front, fighting bravely, and the large reserve team behind him were ready to fill the gap at any time, while the longbowers blew the bows and arrows, and the arrows were flying like locust plagues, making people nowhere to hide. He couldn't help but nodded with satisfaction.

"The heavy cavalry went to the right wing to assemble and prepare for charge." So Egil issued such an order. After the previous battle, the heavy cavalry deployed on the right wing suffered a lot, but the thousands of heavy cavalry deployed on the left wing did not move. In addition to the temporary recruitment of nobles and feudal knights, Egil was still able to gather nearly 3,000 heavy cavalry. This was Egil's biggest reliance and the best weapon to counterattack the enemy!

However, after giving such an order, Egil turned his gaze to the left and couldn't help but wrinkle.

After obtaining three professional Viking warrior reinforcements from the most famous highland on the left, his front was also stabilized. A total of more than 6,000 Norman soldiers were condescending, making the army of an opponent's army unable to succeed. The crossbowmen also gradually resumed long-range shooting as the line progressed, filling the sky of Norman's arrow rain. This unknown highland has become the best stronghold for the Norman army to guard.

What Egil had to worry about was not here, but his flange allies.

Basil II is worthy of being a long-standing general. I saw before that the Norman army was not easy to mess with. So I put my mind on the French. Before, he sent tens of thousands of heavy cavalry to charge at one time, and had two thoughts. It would be better if he could charge at one time and defeat the opponent. But if he could not, he could also test the depth of the opponent's army with such a fierce attack.

But these lancers are not necessarily the case.”

"What should I do? Should I be beaten like this?" Duke Charlie asked resentful.

"Be patient, anyway, these archers can only play a stuttering role, not a decision of victory or defeat." After saying this, Philip II wanted to add a sentence: Deciding the victory or defeat depends on the Normans. But thinking about Duke Charles' style, he finally swallowed this sentence into his stomach.

At this time, Egil also realized the dilemma of his allies, so he issued an order to ask the Norman crossbowmen in the nameless highland to assist in the attack to help the French drive away the annoying, flies-like archers.

So, the Norman crossbowmen concentrated their firepower and pointed at the opponent's archers and cavalry condescendingly. The power of the crossbow arrows was much stronger than that of France's short bows and shoddy hunting crossbows. The archers soon suffered a large number of casualties.

"Order the archers to retreat and then send a professional legion to the high ground. Also, Trabison archers prepare for rockets and shoot them." Basil II frowned and dispatched a large number of troops into the battlefield.

Seeing another legion enter the nameless highlands, the pressure on the Norman army suddenly increased.

The Norman crossbow soldiers then gave up their aid to attack the French army and focused on helping their Norman army defend.

At the same time, the Trabisson archers, who were stained with Greek fire fuel, shot a large number of rockets, although the direct killing was very limited. However, as the flames spread, the crisis of the Norman soldiers began.

"Light Cavalry Preparation. The Hungarian Rangers sent three thousand-man teams to assist the nameless highlands, and the 2000-month-man teams met with the light cavalry." Egil sighed softly, and then ordered the light cavalry who had been staying next to the French army to prepare. At the same time, the last light cavalry force in his hand was put into the battlefield.

As both sides once again entered the army, the left wing of the battlefield launched a fierce battle around this nameless high ground. With the hatred of destroying the family and the country, the Hungarian Rangers who had been tolerating for a long time, they used all their strength to rush towards the Vadarel Archers who rushed over again, as well as the flanks of the Eastern Roman Professional Legion, as they watched the Vadarel Archers wearing traditional Hunters, or Magyars, holding simple equipment, shouting local dialects from all over Hungary, and rushing towards them with great momentum. Before they even went to battle, their momentum became three points weaker. When they were officially fighting with the other side, they saw the red eyes of the group of people, with anger, even with crying voices, and an attack that almost died together without any room.

The momentum was three points weaker again.
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