Roger turned his attention to the Ajinji Light Cavalry directly in front of him.

These damn guys have cut down several Sicilian archers and crossbowmen.

The Ajinji light cavalry also discovered Roger.

They seemed to think that the value of this goal was far greater than that of the scattered archers.

So they rushed towards Roger with a whistling sound.

Roger called on his guards to line up, and he handed the flag to Henke.

14 Normans formed a traditional wall-type charge formation during the run.

Their horse heads were as straight as the horse heads, their knees were pressed against their knees, and their pace was consistent, just like a man and a horse.

Roger watched the Ajinji light cavalrymen on the opposite side get closer and closer to him.

These guys who disrespect the orders have no team shape at all, and they are like a piece of scattered sand.

Roger looked at the other party's hideous face and listened to the other party's so-called yelling.

His heart was calm.

He ordered: "Charge."

So the horse under the seat accelerated again.

The lance was laid flat.

The tip of the gun is flashing coldly.

The Ajinji light cavalrymen on the opposite side ran in front, and their eyes instantly showed fear.

The one running behind was still rushing to speed up.

The Ajinji light cavalry in front tried desperately to pull the reins and control their horses to dodge to both sides.

The people who came to catch up behind pulled the reins and slowed down to avoid hitting their own people.

So the enemy army was in chaos.

Luo Jie was not Duke Xiang of Song, and he led the army of "benevolence and righteousness".

The sharp gun tips of the Normans side by side were like a wall of death, pressing up without stopping.

The chaotic Ajinji light cavalrymen were busy trying to dodge.

Some people avoided it, while others did not.

Amid the crackling sound of the "crackling" of the rifle, Roger and his gang of 14 people passed through the chaotic and unformed hundreds of Ajinji light cavalrymen.

They swept out a straight, bloody road full of broken bodies and broken bones.

Roger's horse was still running forward. After he cracked his gun, he pulled out the "mosquito bites" that were chopping left and right, and he turned his head to look back.

On both sides of this flesh-and-blooded red carpet, the remaining Ajinji light cavalry were circling like headless flies.

These people seemed to have lost their direction by fear, and have forgotten how to control the horses under their seats.

Roger sneered, he thought, when Odin had penetrated your front, you light cavalry were on the side and did not face the Norman charge directly.

Now, you know the power of Norman charge.

He ordered the 12 personal guards: "When he is sick, you will kill him, and you will kill him!"

So the 12 personal guards came like the god of death and killed them.

This is almost a one-sided massacre.

Although some of the Ajinji light cavalry responded, they fought hard.

But in front of Roger's personal guards equipped with Norman swords and chain mail, these "beggars" who did not even have shields and armor had no power to fight back.

So all the remaining Ajinji light cavalrymen began to flee, as anxious as a dog that was strayed from the family.

Roger turned his head and stopped looking at the performance of his personal guards.

He was not interested in joining this kind of hunt.

Killing these scared enemy soldiers has no meaning to winning the war.

Roger just felt that the guards were idle and they were just idle, just letting them avenge the dead archers and crossbowmen.

And he himself, as a commander, has more important things to do.

While Roger rode his horse and continued to follow the enemy's range, heading towards the left edge of the battlefield, while turning his sight to the place where the two armies were confronting.

The Roma had stopped the volley, and all their archers who were not trapped in the melee were shooting freely.

The endless arrows were shot and plunged into the huge group of German infantry.

It's like a light rain falling on the surging lake.

Germans die every moment.

But except for the people around the dead, I understand that I have one teammate missing.

Whoever cares about other people staring at the front of them?

Roger saw that the Germanic infantry had already fought with the Roma town militia, and the javelins were in action.

These brave northern barbarians held swords in both hands and slashed wildly, making the town militia holding shields unable to fight back, and could only retreat again and again.

The enemy's javelins seemed to have no effect except for making meat shields in such a crowded battlefield.

However, Roger saw that the javelins in the hands of these javelin soldiers, only one shot was left.

He thought that maybe when he charged at the Ajinji Light Cavalry just now, these javelin soldiers had already thrown javelins.

It’s just that I don’t know how many Germanic infantry died under the javelin.

All the dead were overwhelmed by the crowd.

Roger saw that some of the forced German infantry javelins were forced to attack with their short spears in their hands and made an attack of death.

They did it, and even some lucky ones were still alive after killing their opponents.

But they only lived for one more round. In the next second, they were chopped into meat paste by the Germanic infantry who rushed up to the bee pupa.

Roger was still moving to the left, and Henk, who was holding the flag, followed him.

The Ajinji Light Cavalry has completely collapsed.

The guards did not chase them too far, they were rushing to meet with Roger.

At this time, Roger saw the right wing of the battlefield, where William's cavalry regiment fought with the enemy, and a fire broke out.

He saw a fully armed knight who instantly turned into a fireman and a fire horse, struggling in pain.

The frightened war horses beside them roared and jumped around, and even the cavalry on the horse were thrown off.

Then the second flame rose.

Then the third regiment, the fourth regiment...

Roger saw clearly that it was the infantry wearing half-leather armor, holding pottery jars in one hand and burning straw ropes in the other, and without weapons.

He remembered that in the information he collected, there was an introduction to "The False Oil Thrower".

But he has no time to recall now.

Roger saw that the Fraudulent oil soldier ignited the ignition material at the mouth of the pot and threw the pot out.

The jar probably contained tincture oil.

After the jar fell to the ground or smashed on the opponent's body, it immediately triggered a detonation.

No matter how well the opponent's armor is, no one can survive this flame attack.

So William's cavalry regiment started to stir.

Some cavalry began to run backwards.

These warriors who bravely advanced in the rain of swords, guns, and swords seemed to have their courage burned by the balls of flames.

But behind them were densely packed with German infantry soldiers.

So the cavalry began to slash their infantry on their side by wielding their swords and trampled on them.

The right wing began to turmoil.

Roger was furious.

Just a few balls of flames, the number of people who were actually burned is not even a fraction of the number of people who died in the rain of swords, guns and arrows.

He ordered loudly: "Those who retreat will be killed without mercy!"

Roger's guards shouted together.

In the middle of the battlefield, Danny, who was following behind the Germanic infantry, commanded the officers' knights to run to the right wing to stabilize the situation.

Several more flames rose up.

This time it was in the center and the left wing, in the dense crowd of Germanic infantry.
To be continued...