The Ross-Saxon coalition is advancing by sea and land.
This detachment was strong, and many soldiers saw the legendary Schleswig Great Wall and a town at the end of the Great Wall.
Liudov had a complicated attitude towards the towns ahead. He told Arik: "The front is Schleswig. I hope you will implement our agreement and only kill the resisters after the army lands."
Arik nodded: "Okay. Indiscriminate killing does not excite me. I hope those people can surrender obediently."
The fleet's operation was destined to go smoothly, but the cavalry immediately faced obstacles from the wall.
Fisk couldn't fly over the wall with his cavalry. For the time being, they could only wait for the "Marines" from the fleet to win quickly.
What is obvious is that an army is arrayed in the open space next to the town. They have cavalry and infantry, and their clothing colors are quite uniform.
Arik couldn't help being surprised when he saw them: "They? They look like regular Frankish warriors? I saw them in Bremen back then! Ah! They also have cavalry."
Liudolf was also greatly surprised. He understood immediately and nervously pointed out: "I can guarantee that the Count of Hamburg is here."
"Is he really a great Frankish noble?"
"It's not just the big nobles. You killed the Count of Bremen. The biggest local noble is the Count of Hamburg."
"Ah!" Arik slapped his forehead: "Is he the noble that the blue fox mentioned? Then he really can't be killed. Damn it, those cavalry are here, and they deliberately avoid the coverage of my arrows? What a smart guy. But
...If our cavalry also arrives, it will be their defeat."
A Frankish army formed a military formation, even though their formation pattern did not look much different from that of the various Vikings.
Considering that the opponent's battle was very large, Arik, as the naval commander of the detachment, did not dare to attack rashly.
Let’s look at the soldiers of the First Flag Team. They roared loudly and rushed towards the town happily.
Only by fighting against strong enemies can we prove who is the most powerful flag force in Russia. These veterans of many battles are extremely arrogant, but they were restrained by Arik as soon as they landed.
"Keep calm! Form up immediately! Wait for the cavalry to arrive and we will form up immediately."
He added: "Any robbery should wait until the enemy in front of you is defeated!"
Behind the detachment is the Rus-Danish-Saxon coalition with more than 10,000 troops. As the de facto vanguard, Arik must win this unexpected battle.
The soldiers unbolted the blocked door, and the Ross cavalry who had been waiting for a while filed in.
"Brothers, charge! Our battalion is standing in the territory of the Franks!" Fisk excitedly took the lead and led the team to join the infantry in formation. Only then did he see the Frank army arrayed in the open space not far away.
For a moment, Fisk, who had only very short hair on his head, felt his scalp tense up, and the ecstasy in his heart gave way to vigilance.
He at least led the troops to stand in front of Arik and Liudov, with a total of one thousand soldiers of the Rus-Saxon army backed by ships and waiting in formation.
He held a recurve bow and asked urgently: "What should we do? Let's go to the cavalry to fight first?"
"Maybe it's not appropriate." Liudov frowned and said.
"You...a defeated nobleman, what are you worried about?"
The words were offensive, and Liudov was simply not happy to reply: "You should be alert, the other party is also a regular Frank cavalry. Don't forget, even if I lose, my soldiers will kill many of your people. If you are careless,
,you will die."
"Oh! Thank you for your advice. Do you have anything else to say?" Fisk was already very impatient.
"Because the Count of Hamburg must be over there."
"Burger Count?!"
"Exactly. What should you do?"
"Of course I want to find a way to capture him!" Fisk did not expect that he would face such a situation, because the army would arrive in Hamburg sooner or later. According to King Rurik's plan, he also tried to capture the Frankish nobles as much as possible. Noble prisoners of war were the key to Ludwig's future.
The chips that are asking for high prices are better used by the richer the nobles.
"Then you go ahead and attack! Look at their background." Arik encouraged.
"Okay, I have to prepare some things. And..." he said to Arik who was dismounted.
"how?"
"Give me at least twenty steel-armed crossbows."
"Ah? You have a recurve bow, so what's the use of such a heavy infantry weapon? Oh... I understand." Arik smiled without saying a word, and immediately ordered his soldiers to take out all thirty of his weapons, and then
Additional explanation: "You should know very well that you only have one chance to use such a heavy weapon on a war horse."
"Of course! One chance is enough. When I'm done, I'll hang on the saddle."
The short and thick arrows were inserted into the slot, and the steel-arm crossbow had been fully charged. The cavalry had to hold it with both hands while hanging the reins on their fingers, which made the riding posture seem quite awkward.
The remaining one hundred and seventy riders held recurve bows and divided themselves into two teams, slowly advancing towards the Frankish army.
Then from Liudov's perspective, these Russians were very ungrateful. Didn't they even meet with the nobles before the war? It was really the behavior of barbarians.
It is undeniable that the clothes of these barbarians are very similar. At first glance, they are imitating the nobility and splendor of the Frankish army. Unfortunately, barbarians are just barbarians.
Since the opponent is not even willing to negotiate, then use a long, narrow and sharp lance to teach them what politeness is!
Count Robert, who was in his forties, heard that the leader of the Rus was a boy under twenty years old. It was time to teach the young barbarian chief what war was.
He led the troops to march forward, his cavalry and lances advancing in unison, facing Ross's army of cavalry and archers advancing steadily.
Then both sides blew horns, and the battle broke out at about one o'clock in the afternoon of that day.
On one side is a forest of spears, and a mobile phalanx is advancing steadily.
On one side, there are skilled archers and horses, and the horsemen divided into two groups are archers and arrows.
Earl Robert put his lance under his arm, looked straight in the eyes without saying a word, and marked the direction of the attack of the whole team with the direction of his lance. Beside him, the soldiers holding the flag followed closely, and the flag was for all the cavalry.
Provide clear identification.
It seemed that this Frank cavalry was about to collide with the oncoming Russian cavalry.
I saw Fisk holding his recurve bow high and taking the lead in shooting the arrow.
Clusters of sharp-pointed arrows flew towards the Frankish cavalry head-on, which really startled the enemy.
Robert had never seen such a fighting method before. He subconsciously bent down and only held the horse's head, while the wall under his armpits was still clamped tightly.
He withstood the pressure and shouted to the surrounding soldiers: "Hold on! The family is running fast and stab them to death!"
Each cavalryman listened to the order and kicked the horse's belly hard with both feet on the saddle. These tall and strong horses immediately accelerated and charged forward, gradually reaching full speed.
The Ross cavalry had completed their tactical division. The initial harassment was short and lacked power. When the cavalry moved to the two wings, the attacks on the flanks that lacked defense began immediately.
Those long-strung steel-arm crossbows only have one chance to fire, and they will not attack before the opportunity is ripe.
When Count Robert's unsuspecting flank was exposed to the Ross cavalry who completed the roundabout, the perfect moment for lethal weapons came.
Previously, the Ross cavalry stood directly on the saddle, holding a crossbow and shooting directly at Frank's tall horse.
Based on many previous battle experiences and even the oral experience of the Pecheneg instructor, they shot the men first and the horses! The half-pound arrows were fired rapidly, and the accompanying vibration caused the soldiers' arms to tremble.
The heavy arrow is rather short and thick, and its arrow cluster is a four-sided steel cone, which directly penetrates the flesh of the war horse and penetrates deeply into the flesh and blood.
The war horse immediately reached the bottom, knocking over the heavily armored rider holding the spear and throwing him to the ground. The fall was enough to make someone cough up blood.
This round of fatal attacks was completely beyond Robert's expectation, and the effectiveness of the attack also shocked the Ross-Saxon coalition, which was relying on warships to wait for work.
The heavy crossbow arrows and a large number of light arrows gave Robert a critical blow, causing more than thirty war horses to fall down and instantly losing one-seventh of their combat effectiveness.
Robert, who was charging wildly, missed the target. If he had continued to charge forward, he would have collided with the main force of the enemy's formation.
At the critical moment, he hesitated.
Robert looked forward and backward, but his attack was anticlimactic. Because the Ross cavalry was shooting arrows wildly behind him, and what was even more outrageous was that they were also throwing arrows at his infantry camp.
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He looked back and saw only his infantry position. The soldiers held their wooden shields over their heads, and he was pleased to see that they were holding on to a stable battle line.
The subordinate asked: "Sir, what should we do? Should we directly overwhelm their infantry line?"
"No. If we don't deal with those nasty horse archers, we have no chance. Follow me, change direction and continue to challenge them!"
As a result, the battle flag was waved in the opposite direction, which played into Fisk's hands.
The Ross cavalry were standing in their stirrups and shooting arrows. The stable conditions made this group of ruthless people who usually practice crazy output crazy.
The light arrows kept harassing the Frank cavalry. Fortunately, the latter were also elite. The ring-shaped chain mail jammed many arrows, and the arrow clusters clearly penetrated into the flesh. The soldiers gritted their teeth and persisted.
Seeing these Frank cavalry turning their horses and attacking again, the Ross cavalry standing still split into two teams again, adhering to the non-contact tactic and just passing by like an eagle, waiting for an opportunity to launch a "three-shot prairie shot".
Gradually, many Frank cavalrymen were stuck with so many arrow feathers that they had no time to pull them out. The horses were panting from exhaustion, and the soldiers endured their injuries and continued to fight.
There were many war horses lying on their sides on the battlefield, and some seriously injured cavalry soldiers seemed to be dead. Some soldiers who were knocked dizzy stood up. After losing their horses, they hurriedly pulled up their injured companions, but they became easy targets for the Ross cavalry.
.They tried in vain to block it with shields, and were eventually shot.
As long as the fighting continues, Robert's cavalry will gradually wither.
All this was like a reenactment of the battle under the Aleb Fortress, and the Ross cavalry deliberately kept a longer distance to prevent the enemies from suddenly throwing axes wildly and causing casualties.
For the First Flag Troop of the Russian Army who was watching the battle, the soldiers beat their shields and made a loud noise.
The Saxon warriors north of the Great Wall, who had no favorable impression of the Franks, joined the Russians in their war cry.
For the defeated Liudov, he watched the duel between cavalry from the perspective of a bystander. As a friendly force, he hoped that the Ross cavalry would win. However, thinking of the annihilation of the 500 noble cavalry he brought from the fiefdom,
He also wished that Count Robert could help him avenge himself.
However, Robert was defeated...
Continuing to fight would only lead to death. To make matters worse, his mount was also injured, and he had at least five arrows stuck in his body. If the double-layered chainmail hadn't stopped him, he would have been injured as well.
He chose to retreat and reunite with his infantry.
This is a fighter plane!
Arik noticed this and immediately struck Liudov beside him: "Friend! It's time to fight. Let your Saxon army advance."
"Ah! Actually I don't want to kill them. Maybe I..."
"Idiot! Remember your current identity, the people on the shore are not your friends!" Arik kicked Liudov hard, and then the contradictory man understood.
Liudov had raised the flag of rebellion, but his Saxon warriors wanted to fight more than he did.
The Ross-Saxon coalition began to press forward. They advanced slowly and fired arrows into the air.
Look! Those warriors holding wooden-armed crossbows stepped on the ring and stepped hard. Then they placed light arrows in the quivers at their waists, then lifted them up and shot them at a 45° angle.
They were in free-fire mode, and accompanied by the continuous shooting of Ross's cavalry, Robert's army of more than a thousand people could only hold up their shields and resist.
Robert finally saw the Ross army leaving. He had paid a heavy price, and saw some infantrymen already fleeing the battlefield.
If he continues, his army will collapse, which means the town of Schleswig will be lost!
He withdrew his own formation, ignored the whizzing arrows, and shouted at the infantry: "We cannot let the Normans win! For the sake of faith! Charge me!"
Then, a magical scene happened!
Because Schleswig was beheaded by the Normans a few years ago, and now the Frankish forces have taken it back. The new priests are more pious, and the new barons are more courageous and honorable.
Priests in black robes held high a black cross and led the way.
Upon seeing this, the baron raised his iron sword and called: "Fighters, move forward for our faith."
Of course he would not say "for the glory of Charlemagne", after all there are a large number of Saxons in this army.
But the soldiers still had strong suspicions, because the Normans actually had a very special flag. No matter how illiterate these peasant soldiers were, a few knowledgeable people and nobles fully understood the meaning of the sakson on the flag.
"Is the enemy also a Saxon? Are we going to fight our own people?!"
On the other side of the battlefield, this question of the soul is what Liudov is struggling with.
But now, because the depth of the battlefield has been shortened, Robert is convinced that his cavalry finally has a place to use.
At this moment, he only had the last one hundred subordinates left who could continue fighting, and many of them still had arrows hanging on their bodies.
Robert made a desperate move and ordered: "Cavalry! Follow me and charge again! Crash their lines!"
As an earl, Robert had already risked his life. If he had to die here, he would die spectacularly.
The exhausted Frank cavalry began to fight for the last time. Upon seeing this, the Ross cavalry immediately evacuated en masse. Fisk was not stupid. His own horse was too thin and his brothers were all horse archers. It would be suicide to go against the enemy with extremely long lances.
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Therefore, Fisk withdrew unkindly, and now it was Arik and Liudov's infantry line to fight against this group of crazy cavalry.
Just facing the cavalry attack and being forced by its momentum, the Saxon infantry line collapsed instantly!
Arik did not expect this scene at all. He was instantly furious and blushed, but he did not care about Liudov and his soldiers at all.
"Soldiers of the First Flag Team! Hold still!" Arik continued to order without moving: "Shield Wall!"
The collision still happened.
Whether it was the Russian army or the Saxon army, their lines were directly penetrated by the Frank cavalry. Some soldiers were immediately pierced by the cavalry spears, and many soldiers were knocked to pieces.
But this was indeed the last stand of Robert's cavalry.
The Saxon army's front line had collapsed. On the battlefield, Liudov held his sword and shouted Robert's name everywhere.
I saw the Frank cavalry who had thrown away their lances, drew their swords and waved them wildly. Although the line collapsed, the Saxon army did not retreat. They immediately pounced on the cavalry who had lost momentum, slashed the horse's legs wantonly, and killed the cavalrymen.
A cavalryman with obvious special clothes is being besieged. This person has a very high force value and is trying to leave the battlefield.
"It's Robert." Liudov was shocked because that man was being besieged and could not escape.
More than a dozen people killed his mount reasonably and finally pulled it off. Just when a short spear was about to stab him to death, Liudov saw it and pushed the Saxon warrior away with all his strength, ordering the angry soldiers not to do anything.
Act rashly.
Instead, Liudov's steel sword was pressed against Robert's neck.
"Kill me, barbarian..."
"Robert! Look at me!" Liudov bared his teeth and growled.
"you you?!"
"it's me."
"Count of Westphalia, what is going on? Why are you here? You..." Robert's eyes widened. He felt that the world was completely unreal, and he completely gave up resistance.
He heard the endless shouts of killing in his ears, and he knew that the battle between the infantry had begun! He estimated that his soldiers, who were mainly composed of serving farmers, had a high probability of losing.
The defeat of the cavalry means their own defeat, but everyone is defeated gloriously, and even though they are defeated, it is glorious.
However, this final battle has nothing to do with him, and it is impossible to die on the battlefield.
His current situation is extremely embarrassing. In short, he and some of his remaining cavalry subordinates have become prisoners of war. They were dragged out of the battlefield, knocked down and detained at the dock where the Normans landed.
Facing the back of Liudov, who was commanding the battle, he scolded this man as a traitor. Even though he could not understand why things developed like this, he even felt that this was actually a complete set of treachery.
After all, someone wrote a letter asking for help to Liu Doufu some time ago.
No! Maybe he went to the Danish world on the order of Prince Ludwig, and he had colluded with the locals a long time ago. Where is the request for help?! He just lured himself to be killed! Liudov is a traitor! He betrayed the kingdom! He betrayed
Faith! Betrayed friends! Even betrayed family.
Robert stayed at the edge of the battlefield and kept cursing, sitting and watching the brutal bloody battle...