This is how the war happened. On that day, it was February 8, 1006 AD. When Egil took the mirror and looked left and right, sighing that in the new year, he was still so handsome, his skin and egrave were still so white, and his nose was still so tingling, when the war broke out.

At that time, he served as a vanguard force and used the so-called Muslim jihad army to fight the Wolf Benchengtu, the Hungarian Rangers under the command of Hungarian King Attila. These small amounts were equipped with chain armor and light chain armor. Most of them were equipped with leather armor.

Although the cavalry wearing tailgate, or felt hat, holding a scimitar and equipped with a composite bow have not received the rigorous professional training as rigorously as the Norman Hussars, they should not be underestimated.

As the traditional Huns and Magyars of the cavalry nation, under the command of the famous general Attila, they were led by the gods to kill gods and Buddhas to kill Buddhas. They encountered almost no decent obstacles.

As for such a job, Attila likes it. Because it is very relaxed and happy, and after the enemy is completed, he will most likely not have to participate in the most tragic siege. In this way, his strength can be preserved to the greatest extent... Attila was particularly careful after experiencing the tragedy of the country. He was very stingy about his property, from Hungary to small things. Such a task was very in line with his appetite.

In addition, after a battle, the number of troops under Attila's command increased not only without losses, but rather by a lot. Some Hungarians who came spontaneously, as well as locals who converted to Catholicism in the Holy Land, joined his army, keeping his army between 5,200 and 5,300 people. There was no change in actual combat power.

"In this way, you can get through this war. As for frontal combat and siege war, let it be left to the soldiers of other countries to do it." Attila thought so, while pulling the bowstring and shooting down an Arab cavalry who was desperately fleeing in front of him. Then she burst into laughter and laughed out loud. She hadn't done such an interesting hunting for a long time. It's really nostalgic.

In this way, in the excitement of extreme killing, hundreds of Hungarian cavalrymen directly under Attila ran at the forefront. Soon, they arrived at the Gobi Desert where Zhaohaier's 50,000 troops were deployed.

"Bow and Arrow." On the high dunes, watching a group of Franks riding horses, Zhao Haier gave an order without expression. Immediately afterwards, with the order of the Arab general, thousands of archers who had hidden themselves on the ground jumped up and took a bow and arrow. A rain of arrows passed to Attila's location.

"No, ambush!" Attila is worthy of being a battle. While the Arabs jumped up, they felt something was wrong. They shouted and turned around and ran. At the same time, the overwhelming bows and arrows shot over. With a burst of howls, the Hungarian cavalry around Attila fell to the ground one by one. Attila waved the scimitar desperately and pushed the arrow away: while raising the Eastern European-style teardrop shield to protect the keys, he tried his best to urge the horse to run.

However, the Arab archers did not want to let him go so easily. At this moment, a group of cavalry around Attila fell to the ground and it also showed that Lù had different things from Attila. General Zhaohaier's eyes were sharp and saw that Attila was a high nobleman at first sight. He immediately ordered: "Hurry! Attack that guy! That guy is the commander of the pagan!" So, with Zhaohaier's order, most of the second round of bows and arrows shot at Attila. Although Attila was very skilled, he was in his sixties after all. Although he tried his best to block and dodge, he was still shot on his shoulder. The war horse under his crotch fell to the ground in a whine. Attila didn't care about the severe pain in his shoulders, and rolled over to avoid the bow and arrow. Then he continued to be dead and prepared to run. Then he was hit by an arrow behind his knee and fell to the ground.

"Damn it, will you die here today?" Attila thought so furiously. However, the old man was still unwilling to give up, and immediately got up and limped and continued to run forward.

"Your Majesty! Get on the horse!" At this time, several other Hungarian cavalry also discovered the embarrassment of their king and ran over immediately. One of them jumped off the horse ram and shouted at Attila.

"Thank you." Attila knew that she was humble and could not say thank you at this time, and then she stepped on the horse again with the help of others. Finally, she escaped for two hours after her life.

"Well, indeed, although I am one year older, I still haven't changed anything. And the people around me are the same. Maria still looks so slim and the elasticity of her little butt is still so good. It makes people want to squeeze two more hands. Sonia is still so flat. She can hook her neck with double tui. In addition to being flexible, there is no obstacle in the xiong's bodyguard...." Just as Egil savored his confidential secretary and personal bodyguard like this, a heavy guard knight in front of Sè walked in. He said what had happened before with Egil's ear.

"Why is Attila dead?!" Egil was also startled when he heard this news suddenly and asked.

"I'm not dead. But the injury is very serious. It seems that I can't participate in the battle recently." The guard knight replied.

"It's good if you're not dead." Egil breathed a sigh of relief~

A stable, pro-Norman Hungarian government is necessary to maintain the stability and security of the southern border of the Norman Empire. Attila's existence can not only further force the Eastern Roman Empire, so that this empire will not have direct contact with Norman. It can also separate Norman from the South Germany, which must have become chaotic because of Albert's death. This shield was very popular with Egil. It would not work if it broke freely. Of course, this does not mean that Attila would die, but that Attila would not die before the ancient disaster that Egil expected (or did not happen in the end).

"Then, start to enter the state of combat readiness, the number of troops, the configuration of troops, and who is the commander. I will see this information before tomorrow morning.

"I understand, master." When Sonia heard Egil's order, she nodded and walked out like this. Then Egil asked, "Now, which unit is the front?"

"It is the troops of Duke Lucivid of Hessen. In addition, there are about 20,000 Norman professional troops, about 10,000 Eastern European recruits and unknown spontaneous crusaders." Maria replied next to Egil... This little girl, who is not sure she should be summarized as smart or idiot, has gradually adapted to working around Egil and "playing" life in recent times. Maria, with excellent memory, is quite qualified as a humanoid notepad.

"There is a little insufficient in number." Egil murmured to himself: "But is it appropriate to send more troops up... By the way." Egil snapped his fingers, and then shouted to the outside of the tent: "I want the captain of the Musket Guard, Bamami, comes here, I have something to find her." After hearing Egil's order, Maria next to him could hold a bottle of oil on her pouting mouth. Although her IQ is worrying, the ability to be jealous seems to be a female instinct.

Maria really dislikes the appearance of more women around Egil. Although she can't control this, it's still okay to express her dissatisfaction in some ways.

"Yes, why are you angry?

"Seeing Maria's pouting and turning her back to her, Egil stood up with a chuckling, hugged her from behind, then slid her earlobe, and said, "You little fool."

"I'm not a fool." Maria argued like this, while struggling to break free from Egil's arms. But in the end, Egil's waist was corrupted, and her eyes fell into his arms. Seeing Maria's cute appearance, Egil was also a little yù. If it weren't for this time, Bamami shouted outside: "The leader of the musketman, Bamami, is ordered to come." Egil could not say that she would turn into a wolf, and here she would turn the little girl.

The nun pushed it down.

"Come in." As Pamami's voice fell, Egil immediately put Maria down, put on her clothes and sat back on her seat. Maria, who felt a little disappointed, also stood next to Egil again.

"Then, my subordinates are in." While saying this, he opened the curtain of the camp. The musketeer captain wearing a yellow sè shirt, wrapped in a leather belt decorated with huā patterns, a yellow sè short skirt, a black sè white striped stockings and leather boots, and a black sè beret with a tail-tap on his head walked in and saluted Egil. The two balls at the mouth of the xiong were trembling, and they also jumped up and down with her movements.

"That's right, Captain Bamamei." Egil supported the desk with both hands to block the twitching Adam's apple that was swallowing, and then said: "How is your current army? Can you fight?" "Although the weather factors make the soldiers very uncomfortable, they have to admit that such a dry place is very suitable for gunpowder weapons to exert their power." Bamamei replied.

"Very good, very good, then your mission is here, Captain Bamamei." Egil said: "I want you to mobilize all the arms you are in charge to the front line in one day and adjust to the best state. At noon tomorrow, I will launch a battle. At that time, I ask you to do your best to provide support to my troops with firepower."!
Chapter completed!