"Bastard! Waste! Bucket! A bunch of cowards! If you continue to charge just now, those damn gunners have already been killed at this moment! Hurry up, organize another one for me and continue to charge! Hurry up!!" Duke Henry cursed at the group of cavalry who fled back in a panic.

However, no matter how he scolded, the dozens of cavalry just lowered their heads and said nothing. Even if the Duke doubled the reward amount by five times or ten times, the people still didn't speak. It seemed that they were scared by the Norman artillery.

Seeing this, Duke Henry couldn't help but be angry and shouted: "Come on! Cut all this waste for me!!"

"Relieve your anger." Wallenstein, who had been listening to Duke Henry's angry and said nothing, heard that Duke Henry was going to chop people up and immediately stopped him.

"What are you doing if you don't cut it?! Are you leaving these wastes for free?!" Duke Henry's angry voice was still louder, and his voice was a little louder, but no matter how loud his voice was, it was not as big as the cannon. As soon as the Duke finished speaking, he heard a "boom". Wallenstein opposite him suddenly changed his face, grabbed Duke Henry and threw him to the ground.

"Tsk, what a pity." A kilometer away, Egil shook his head. He had just discovered the location of the other duke and ordered the artillery to open fire. It was a pity that the artillery of this era was quite poor in accuracy. It took a long time to hit a certain shot. But it seemed that it was a little off and could not kill Henry's life. At this time, at the bridge, the shelling stopped. Bamami ran to the Mama Tower and shouted to Egil:

"Master, it's almost done. If you shoot it, the barrel will overheat, and there will be danger of explosion!"

“It’s really a disappointment.”

Seeing the opponent's flesh and blood flying, Egil, who was enjoying watching, muttered, and then ordered: "Then, stop the shelling next. Organize an army to attack!"

After two hours of artillery attack, the other branches of the Norman Army had been packed up and could set off. After Egil gave the order, a large number of heavy crossbowmen holding heavy pulley crossbows stepped forward and guarded the beaches on both sides of the bridge. They were preparing to provide long-range fire support for the Emperor** - at this range, ordinary longbowmen could not hit people. Even if they barely shot, they would not cause enough damage due to insufficient strength.

As for what kind of troops to be sent, Egil thought for a little while, and felt that the bridge was too narrow, and at most twenty soldiers could only be placed side by side or a smaller number of cavalry. If the formation was not implemented, it would be easy to be countered by the opponent... Although the Bavarian army was still confused at this moment. It seemed that it was impossible to react for a while...

"New army, the first regiment advances, the second regiment follows, Sherwood Longbowmen's back-up support and shoots." A moment later, Egil made such a decision, with the cooperation of multiple troops and strong adaptability of the new army, and ordered the elite Longbowmen who were trained by the longbowmen, who were personally trained by the Longbowmen, to assist and attack.

"Array! Go forward carefully!"

Soon, the First Regiment of the New Army stepped onto the bridge deck. Super-length spearmen wearing breast deck armor and holding four-meter spearmen occupied the third, fourth row, and behind, the super-length spearmen in the fifth row held a long hand holding a six-meter spear. Standing in the first row were twenty Norman infantry holding steel round shields and flying axes. They covered the ten fires in the second row. These fires were mixed with the other ten assault infantry holding long-handled battle axes.

The shooting of the Sherwood archer who was following behind and the heavy crossbowmen on both wings shot flat. The instant crossfire formed directly shot the Bavarians who rushed in front into slag. The final result of the dense formation and the dense rain of arrows was that hundreds of corpses with dozens of feather arrows inserted into death.

Under such an attack, the Bavarian soldiers, who were originally full of morale because of envy, jealousy and hatred, suddenly seemed to be soaked in cold water. It was neither right to advance nor retreat. At this moment, after listening to Wallenstein's suggestion, Duke Henry shouted on the south bank of the Danube River: "Retreat! Come back quickly! Arrange the array by the river!" A group of desperate messengers rushed to the bridge and conveyed the orders of their own dukes. The Bavarian army rushed back like an amnesty, rushing to escape.

Wallenstein frowned. He directed the army to arrange arc-shaped arrays at the bridgehead, strong bows, hard crossbows, spears and shields, and thought to himself: "If the other party pursues his defeated soldiers, he will not be able to kill him, and the enemy and us will fight for a while." However, the final result surprised him very much. In the situation where his troops were not retreating but fleeing, the opponent's army still maintained the array, still playing the march, and moving forward in a slow pace, without any intention of speeding up.

"This battle is not easy to fight..." Seeing the performance of Norman's new army, Wallenstein's face became even more gloomy.

In this way, the new Army First Regiment slowly entered the range of the Bavarian crossbowmen. With the shooting of the opponent's crossbow arrows, the army soldiers were still slow and leisurely. However, the Norman infantry in the front row raised shields. When occasionally a soldier fell to the ground, the rest of the soldiers still maintained the array, as if they had not seen it. They changed the formation slightly while moving, and then continued to move forward like nothing happened.

The Sherwood sharpshooter, who followed closely behind, quickly reached the range again and began aid attacks. The Bavarian army's commotion under the rain of arrows, which contrasted with the new army, was rare to be silent under the long-range attack.

"This, this... aren't they all afraid of death?!" Seeing the other party's appearance of being generous, the Bavarian soldiers began to feel scared...

After the Norman soldiers arrived at the designated position, the first company commander in the front waved his hand and shouted the order. The first company, which had reduced its personnel to more than 70 people, stopped. Hearing the company commander's order, a total of eight people were in high demand and began to prepare for shooting...
Chapter completed!