Small boats rowed out from the shore. There were also some inland boats with sails and more wooden rafts. Relatively speaking, most of the infantry were loaded on sailboats and rowed by several infantrymen. The wooden rafts were all archers, which was the guarantee prepared by Bishop Francis to cross the river safely.

"Those pagan demons are only 500 meters away from the river bank (in metric system, it's easy for everyone to understand). If there are too few people who have passed by at one time, I'm worried about being impacted by them. So we should go there first, some archers and infantrymen, who want to protect the ferry and suppress the opponent's attack on the river bank."

Bishop Francis acted like he knew military knowledge, but the vanguard's leading officer did not argue with him. After all, there was a high river bank, and the archers could effectively attack the incoming cavalry only on the top of the river bank.

Although the cavalry had a good charge distance, if their war horses climbed the river embankment, they would have no impact. Moreover, behind the river embankment, there were some bushes that fixed the soil in order to prevent floods. It was not easy for cavalry to attack the archers.

The vanguard officers only worry about one thing, the strange sounds that appeared during night attacks. After the flashes in the dark, some small things will fly over. Although those things are small, no matter the metal plates on the armor or the chain mail, they cannot stop their attacks.

At this time, at least nearly 200 boats had appeared on the wide river surface. The large sailboats were loaded with cavalry, and they would occupy the ferry and form formations outside the ferry. On both sides of the fleet were clusters of wooden rafts, carrying a large number of archers.

Originally, Bishop Francis had planned to build a bridge, but the water level of the Po River was rising at this moment. Because of the influence of the Mediterranean climate, autumn and winter are its high water levels. Although Schiller is obviously not the time to cross the river to fight, it is an opportunity for Bishop Francis to make achievements.

The process of crossing the river was quite smooth, at least at the beginning. Groups of wooden rafts were docked, and the archers grabbed the weeds on the edge of the river bank and jumped lightly to the slope. Groups of infantrymen came down from the sailboat, carrying a large number of short wooden stakes.

After they left the ferry, they set up a large number of horses outside the ferry, with long spears and guns on it to resist the impact of the cavalry. On the river bank on both sides were rows of archers holding bows and arrows.

"Look, my children, all of them are pagan devils who can't fight head-on. If they dare to fight head-on, they may launch an attack at this time. Or they will occupy the river embankment from the beginning, but they are afraid of the attack of our stone thrower. They are just timid devils!"

The message sent back by the archer on the other side of the river relieved the officer leading the vanguard. Although the matter was a little strange, he regarded this as the reason for the different fighting habits of Orientals and Europeans.

"Yes, I totally agree with your opinion. Now the only thing I hope is that you can bless me before you set out to fight!"

Speaking of guard, he knelt on one knee on Bishop Francis and lowered his usual high head. Approximately before the soldiers who believed in God went to the battlefield, their love for God would suddenly become fierce.

"Of course, my child, God is with you, go and destroy those demons, God bless you!"

Bishop Francis put his hand on the officer's head. Although he felt his hair like unwashed wool, he tried his best to calm his mind.

When the officer walked quickly towards the ship who had returned to pick him up. While he turned around and left quickly, Bishop Francis quickly wiped his hands on his clothes.

"God forgive me, this guy's hair is so greasy!"

At this moment, in Zhao Fubo's military camp, the observers on the watchtower kept telling the target position to the gunners in front. The gunners of their duties moved their handles one by one to aim indirectly. However, Zhao Fubo, who was standing on the watchtower, did not launch an order to attack at all, he was just waiting.

In the camp, Alisha and others' station wagons were already put on horses. This was not an attempt to escape, but to say that if the situation of the war reversed, it would be possible to leave quickly. It was just that Alisha and the others were setting up tables and rope chairs outside, enjoying a leisurely life, and not caring about the situation of the war. Perhaps this was really trusting Zhao Fubo's ability.

On the river surface, after the second wave of transport ships docked, more than half of the entire forward had already reached the shore. Seeing his infantrymen, they were constantly expanding the defense area of ​​the ferry. The cavalry had also changed their horses in the defensive area and raised their rifles.

"These bastards are all staying there and motionless. Are they trying to wait for us to cross the river to have a formal battle? This is not like the way these pagans fight!"

The officer leading the vanguard looked at the heavy cavalry standing neatly. He recognized that it was the army under Frederick II. As the leader of the city alliance, Milan had already had many dealings with the other side.

"It's strange, why did he (Frederick II) form an alliance with the pagans. Although he is quite tolerant of the pagans, in today's Europe, being a monarch who is allied with the pagans is probably not the right path that a monarch should choose!"

There is no doubt that if the Sicilian royal family, which was affected by expulsion, would have lost their last supporters if they really colluded with the pagans.

At this time, on the river bank, the third batch of ships were loading all the cavalry to cross the river. This made Bishop Francis and the officers of the vanguard feel relieved. After all, as long as these people get ashore, they are not afraid of the impact of the opponent's cavalry.

The river embankment is all within the control range of the light stone thrower with a faster firing rate. If the opponent's cavalry launches a little bit of impact, many of them will be knocked down by the stone thrower. If their cavalry hedges with it, they will definitely have enough advantages.

Seeing this, the vanguard officer also became optimistic. He was somewhat concerned about the weapons he had never seen before, but overall, the other party had only more than 2,000 cavalrymen, and his own bows, sprinters, and cavalry were as many as 5,000, and he was still under the protection of a stone thrower. If such a battle was lost, he would really not be able to raise his head.
Chapter completed!