Egrim's death shocked Tzeentech's Chosen Champion, Tai A-Zanaik, who was preparing to attack the knights' army from the west.
Zainaik knew that Egrim might not be a match for the Sun King, but he did not expect that Egrim, a Sanctuary-level Chaos Sorcerer, would be killed in just five minutes.
That's not right. Didn't they say that Wang Laing was best at close combat, and that the spells he knew were mainly for support? How could he defeat Egrim in a magic duel that was completely in the soul realm?
Something's wrong with him!
Although Zainaik had an Army of Chaos of two to three thousand men under his command, except for the elite Raven Guards, who were Tzeentech's Chosen Warriors, most of the main fighting force was barbarian marauders and outcasts. Even the number of Warriors of Chaos was not high. Zainaik had studied Laing's tactics, and he knew very well that if his army suddenly appeared on the left flank, Laing would definitely order the Old Guard to fight.
If Zainaik's army was the Blade of Khorne under Valkyrie's command, or the Children of Pestilence under Festus, the Chosen Champion of Nurgle, they might be able to fight the Old Guard head-on. However, if the Raven Guards under his command were to engage in close combat, they would not be a match for the Old Guard.
"Let's stick to our original plan and retreat to Konquata Tower. We will fight the knights' army there." Zainaik did not admit that he had the slightest bit of fear or cowardice. The Chosen Champion of Tzeentech told himself that everything was going according to plan.
Just like that, Zainaik gave up the attack and retreated to Konquata Tower according to the original plan.
Due to the good magic cover and Obien's thick fog, as well as Laing's attention on the main battlefield, Zainaik successfully retreated, leaving behind the fierce battle in Hastings.
A yellow and blue military flag appeared on the battlefield. It was Nord's military flag. Above the flag were images of a sea eagle, a sailboat, a shield, and a sword and musket. Very quickly, Harold recognized what this was. It was the Nord Marine Corps that had fought against the Barbarians countless times.
Faced with the sudden appearance of this army, the barbarians seemed to have smelled the chance of victory and began to go berserk.
The bravery and fearlessness of the Nords had always left a deep impression on the Barbarians. Even the Barbarian Warriors would often give a good evaluation of these tenacious and tenacious soldiers. However, the Nords were too difficult to control for the Southerners. They habitually liked to charge violently and habitually disobeyed orders. Once they saw an opportunity, they would attack like wild horses out of control.
As expected, the Nord marines launched a wave of ferocious attacks. They used their greatswords, halberds, and longswords to break through the first shield wall, knocking the Barbarian warriors to the ground. Even the flying axes and spears behind the shield formation were unable to stop the ferocious attacks of the Nord marines. The young barbarians charged forward one after another, and Sigurdson led the Nords to mercilessly cut them down. The slogans of "For Nord, for Winter Castle, and for Cesenmonde" spurred the Nords to advance.
However, this was exactly what Harold had planned. The reckless advance of the Nords allowed Harold to see an opportunity to reverse the situation. He personally led the champions of the barbarians into action. The fully armed champions of the barbarians crossed the swamp and used wooden planks to pave a path through the swamp. The battle axe in Harold's hand shone brightly. It was a gift blessed by Chaos.
The Brittany and the Nords seemed to be helpless against the champions of the barbarians. The first Nords to charge forward were cut down one after another. Now, the Nords seemed to be at a loss. They tried to charge forward a few times, but they were no match for the champions of the barbarians in close combat. At this time, General Sigurdson suddenly raised his flag and shouted, "Nords! Look over here! The situation is not good. We need to retreat! "
At this time, the Nords' marines were displaying their unique advantage. These soldiers were especially good at fighting in muddy swamps, tidal flats, and ships in storms. As soon as they heard Sigurdson's order, the Nords' marines began to retreat from the swamp. Despite the chaos, they maintained an incredible order.
Seeing the Nords retreat, François on the left flank immediately ordered a retreat. Thousands of Brittany soldiers were forced to abandon their positions and slowly retreat into the swamp.
Forcing the Bretons to retreat in the first clash gave Harold a great deal of confidence. He immediately led his personal guards back to the center of the army and ordered his subordinates to continue maintaining the shield wall. At the same time, he returned to the center of the army. At this time, Dawu's Muxilon army had already attacked, and Harold's center army was facing an extremely severe test.
However, the barbarians miscalculated. When Harold retreated to the center of the army, how could the young barbarians and barbarians who were eager to show off their bravery and glory remember Harold's order?
Thousands of soldiers immediately rushed down the slope and chased after their enemies. Many of the barbarians even tried to circle behind the Nords and Brittany, wanting to surround and devour the 'defeated enemy'.
Seeing the infantry charge, the monster gangs also lost their minds and began to attack.
Just like that, the barbarians' shield formation collapsed.
François saw this opportunity. How could his father-in-law let go of such a godsend opportunity? Almost at the same time as the barbarians arrived, the unicorn sword was unsheathed. "Begin."
His head female courtier, Chisis Morningstar, immediately began to chant the eighth circle divine spell, Cloud Dash! This was a divine spell that could allow hundreds of cavalrymen to get rid of the terrain in a short period of time.
At the same time, the young barbarians who were trying to circle behind the Brittany found that rows of archers were already in position. Facing the barbarians who had abandoned the shield formation and rushed out, under the orders of the sergeants and knights, they mercilessly pulled the strings and pulled the triggers.
Three volleys of arrows in one breath finally achieved immediate results, causing great damage to the barbarians who had broken away from the defensive line. Then, François personally led the knights who were blessed by the divine spell to circle around the swamp and launch a surprise attack behind the barbarians. Led by ten Grail Knights, more than five hundred brave and fierce Brittany knights began their own counterattack.
"The Duke is here! The knights are here to support us, soldiers! " Sir Jerrold reorganized the army. The flag of the unicorn guard was raised in the air. Seeing this scene and the sound of the knights' hooves stomping on the swamp, the morale of the serf infantry regiment and the freedmen soldiers was greatly boosted. The momentum of their defeat was stopped. They turned around and once again clashed with the barbarians.
In this way, when the knights led by François circled around the two flanks and smashed the barbarians' flanks and rear like a heavy hammer, the barbarians on the left flank were completely defeated. Like iron blocks on an anvil, about a thousand barbarians died in this hammer and anvil tactic. The remaining five thousand barbarians began to collapse. Harold's left flank collapsed.
Similarly, the same scene appeared on the side led by Kalad. The Brittany cunningly used the same tactic to lure the barbarians out of the shield wall. Then Kalad personally led the cavalry and tore apart Morgiana's eighth circle magic scroll. After circling around, they attacked the barbarians' flanks.
Kalad's charge was even fiercer than François', and the Bastogne army under his command was even more experienced. The Red Dragon Guards understood Kalad's orders very well. With a wave of fierce counterattacks and Kalad's charge from the rear, the barbarians were defeated.
Harold's younger brother, the Champion of Chaos, Gwyn Gwensen, rode Noska's warhorse and led a small number of barbarian champions to resist Kalad. The two sides happened to meet, and a showdown between the champions unfolded. After only three rounds, Kalad angrily shouted and lifted Gwyn's head, which was still dripping blood, "Who knows this guy? Come and collect his corpse! "
On the other side, François did not even have the chance to personally act. Harold's younger brother, Leovwin Gwensen, was unlucky. He was hit by Veronica's magic scroll, and his whole body was blasted away by the dazzling light beam. When his personal guards found him in the swamp after searching for a long time, they only found a headless, shoulderless, and chest body.
In this way, by three or four o 'clock in the afternoon, Harold's flanks had completely collapsed. Only the central army was still bitterly holding on against Marshal Davu's frontal assault. Harold, the self-proclaimed King of Obien, roared, "Why didn't Zainaik and Egrim's reinforcements arrive on time? Why did those bastards dare to charge without permission?"
Before his voice died away, the sound of horses' hooves rolled in from the flanks.
It was the Brittany cavalry! They were coming to circle around again!
At this time, Harold's flanks had completely collapsed. There were no troops to stop the Brittany cavalry from going around the flanks or even charging from the back.
It was too late. The Brittany cavalry was already rolling in from behind. The knights shouted slogans, "For the Lady, for the King, for the Brittany!" They leveled their lances and galloped forward. At this moment, the knights showed the enemy the fate that awaited them.
The barbarians were very brave at first. They knew that the southern knights' charge was only powerful in the beginning. Once the southern knights penetrated deep into the enemy's ranks and lost their momentum, these fellows on horseback would be easily pulled off their horses and killed.
However, it wasn't wrong to think this way. But when the barbarians saw that the knights had formed a spear formation, and the arrowheads of the spear formation were the terrifying Holy Grail Knights whose bodies were emitting golden light, they were scared and cowardly. They subconsciously retreated.
Then, they were crushed into powder.
Before the first wave of François' charge ended, the second wave of Kalad's charge followed closely behind.
Kalad's devastating attack did not give Harold any chance to breathe. François had already taken advantage of Kalad's cover to withdraw the knights from the barbarians' formation and regroup. Then, he launched the third wave of the charge.
Like a heavy hammer hitting an iron ingot on an anvil, the barbarians' shield wall finally collapsed under the continuous charge. However, at this time, the divine spell was about to expire. François and Kalad immediately led the knights out of the battlefield.
At the moment when the sun went down, King Obien was still fighting, but his army had already fallen apart.
To make matters worse, the Old Guard had pressed on.
Harold had long heard about this terrifying elite force. Initially, he hoped that he could personally lead his own royal guards to defeat this elite force and restore the morale of the army. However, Leon's order was extremely simple and concise. The two musket-throwing battalions of the old royal guards stepped forward, lined up and fired volleys after volleys of muskets. They had no intention of engaging in close combat. While the veterans were skillfully reloading their muskets and the sluggishness of the swamp, Harold's barbarian champions suffered heavy losses as if they were being hit by a target.
After two consecutive charges were repelled by muskets, a stray arrow ended the battle. About two hundred and eighty meters away, Baron Nottingham, Bertrand, the Chosen One of Tarr, slowly lowered the Bow of Tarr in his hands.
This stray arrow flew past the crowd and the barbarian champions who were raising their shields in an attempt to protect their leader. It struck three inches below Harold's belly, piercing through his thigh and directly tearing it off from its owner's body with its valiant strength, nailing it to the bottom of the swamp that had opened up ten meters wide!
Blood instantly spurted out from Harold's lower body. The barbarian leader let out the most heart-wrenching and tragic howl. Everyone could see blood spurting out from Harold's lower body like a fountain. Not only did the blood dyed his entire body red, it also made him the most eye-catching person in the entire arena!
At this critical moment, his personal guards, the barbarian champions' "Dragonboat Legion" and a small team of champions' "Warriors", fought desperately to stop the Brittany who rushed up to fight for military glory. At the cost of all their lives, they bought time for their king. Harold covered his bleeding private part and rolled back and forth in the swamp in pain. His subordinates tied him up on a very strong Noska warhorse and forced him to escape from the battlefield.
Behind him, the barbarian army was completely routed and fled in all directions.
The Battle of Hastings had come to an end.
The barbarian army of Obien had lost more than 5,000 men, including their elite barbarian champions, God's Bless warriors, and Monster War Gang. The knight army had lost more than 700 men, and 1,300 were injured.
The swamp was inconvenient for pursuit, and the thick fog of Obien and the forest far away from the battlefield were also difficult to pursue. The knight army made a slight movement and stopped.
Knight King Laing ordered to clean up the battlefield. Laing jumped off the griffin and looked at the mess in the swamp. He smiled and said, "Iron Stupa, Crutch Horse, a set of tactics to conquer the world. Speaking of which, I rarely use the hammer and anvil tactic."
"Iron Stupa, Crutch Horse?" General Rokossovsky's First Guard Cavalry Regiment did not get a chance to attack in this battle. General Political Commissar Berliat looked quite happy. The First Guard Cavalry Regiment did not participate in the battle, did not suffer any casualties, and gained military glory.
There was such a good thing?
The sky was clear for a long time, but it started to get dark again after a few hours. Seeing that it was going to rain again, Berliat immediately took out a large umbrella and covered Laing with it. Obviously, Berliat was the most suitable person to do this job.
"The Iron Stupa is the wall charge of the heavy cavalry, and the Horse Crutch is the tactic used by the cavalry to attack the flanks when the infantry of both sides are engaged in a fierce battle on the frontline. It is also the hammer and anvil tactic. Laing nodded and said, "It's a very typical cavalry tactic, but it depends on the timing. For example, if the enemy's main force is not nailed in place or mobilized, the cavalry can just circle around, and it will be easy for the enemy to encounter danger or even be wiped out."
"Your Majesty, this battle was won beautifully." François walked up proudly. His father-in-law said casually, "What do we do next?"
"Let's not waste any time. Clean up the battlefield. Take advantage of the victory, we will immediately march into the depths of Obien. We must destroy Harold and his barbarian army in Kongkuata!" Laing calmly ordered.
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
Three days later, in the ruins of the ancient saint city in Kongkuata.
"Is that so? Laing and his army of knights are heading straight for Kongkuata? "
"Yes."
"Very good! This is all part of the Devil Bird God's plan! " A mysterious man in a black robe said with a bone-chilling hatred in his voice, "Ufric's World Walker Army is approaching from the east. His Highness Primordial Demon Prince Birak's five demon armies and ten Chaos armies have also landed on the north coast."
"Apart from that, we have a new ally in the west. The count of the Undead Ocean Empire has promised to work with us against the Sun King and his fleet."
"Kongkuata will be the burial ground of the Sun King and his army of knights."
"Thirty years have passed without us noticing. Perhaps he doesn't remember me, but I will always remember him."
"I have a debt to settle with Laing! I will gouge out his eyes, tongue, and heart. I will cut off his ears, fingers, and dick to appease my hatred. I will give everything to the Devil Bird God! "
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