Gate of Apocalypse

[Two in One Long Chapter]

Chapter 249: The Enemy of Thornflowers

“Starting...”

The phoenix stood tall and beside her, the monster still protected the phoenix with a shield and grabbed a hammer in his hand.

But the phoenix stared only at the hills beneath, the plains of the flocking Norman army.

At the forefront are dozens of Norman cavalry. The horses howled and stepped onto the hillside.

The first to strike was a knight in armor, holding a spear in his hand and courageously moving forward! Dozens of rides behind them spread apart in wedge-shaped strike queues, going backwards along the hillside of the hill!

The phoenix stared at the cavalry, sighed lightly, sighed, then suddenly took a step back and pulled the long bow apart...

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Whoops!

Robert was struggling to hear a strong wind ahead of him, and the instincts of years of war subconsciously depressed him! But then I heard myself behind it, and I heard a loud shout.

He looked back and saw one of his cavaliers fall from his horse screaming! Insert an arrow rod in his neck, in the cleavage of his armor!

“Glory belongs to Norman!!” Robert yelled with red eyes.

All of a sudden, he threw the spear in his hand hard and shot it at the shield wall on the high post!

The spear became like a meteor, banging on a shield, that shield burst into pieces, and one soldier hiding behind the shield screamed backwards, but soon others came up with the shield in their arms!

Robert pulled out the knight's long sword, waved his sword, yelled, kicked his belly hard, and urged the horses to keep running up!

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“No! No!! ”

Chen Xiaoliang three men with their hundred team, in the Norman Legion's battle squad, followed along the way in the crowd!

But after stepping up to the hill, Chen Xiaoliang suddenly had a strange feeling!

This hill is actually not too high!

Chen Xiaoliang clearly remembered that he had taken at least twenty steps after walking to the hill from the flat ground!

But looking up at the top of the hill, the shield wall still seems so far away!!

The soldiers all seemed to have red-eyed, shouting all sorts of slogans crazily forward, crowds surged...

But... behind the hillside of the hillside, the speed of this advance seems to have slowed down!

It's like wanting to reach the shield wall... far away forever!

Twenty steps!!

It's like running under a hill!

Thirty steps!!

Still under the hill!

Wait till 50 steps...

Chen Xiaocai has just stopped!

His cat stared up at the hill at the same time.

The height of this hill is not really high, it's just a slope, to be precise.

The height of the visual, at most, is just over thirty meters.

If you run up this slope, you should be at the top about 100 steps away.

But now that I've run 50 steps, it's like a third of the time... no, it's a fifth! Not even a fifth has run away!!

Chen Xiaocai naturally remembered one on the [Exchange List]!

[Plain Mud Marsh: Increase the terrain within the range of your position by five times by witchcraft, causing enemy attack speed to decrease. It lasts 10 minutes and consumes 100 points.

Undoubtedly, this is a very useful witchcraft on the battlefield!

Simply put, let the enemy fight hard, but actually reduce the speed of the attack by at least five times!

You think you're playing with your life, but you're practically stepping in place!

This witchcraft is particularly useful for Harold's army, as they occupy hillsides!

To connect with them, the Normans must climb up this slope of the hill - a back-attack.

The slower the assault, the longer it takes to climb the hill.

First, give the Archers of Harold's Army on the hill more shooting time to kill more enemies.

Second... When people climb the hill, they consume the most energy! This is like letting a Norman soldier spend five times as much energy running!

Five times as much! By the time they climbed the hill, they were exhausted!

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Chen Xiao felt inappropriate and immediately did not hesitate to pull the tire spare tire and slowed down their footsteps together, and their team of 100 people slowed down under their leadership.

At this time, a wonderful scene emerged, they were clearly walking slowly, and the other teams next to them were running fast, but everyone seemed to move almost together, and no matter how far the other teams around them ran, they seemed unable to get beyond them.

Guards on the hill, archers start shooting! Although Harold's army does not have a large number of archers, with five times the shooting time, archers have the advantage of dividing at the same time, standing high...

A round of arrow rain, though seemingly sparse, is still harvesting Norman's life!

Above the hill, it seemed to be crowded with Norman queues, people screamed and fell arrows, waves of arrow rain, as if infinite.

Soldiers on their backs have tried to carry their shields forward, but despairingly, the length of this slope far exceeds their estimates - far from desperate!

Robert is still ahead of us.

King William's own brother's cavalry team made a huge sacrifice!

Over a dozen cavalry men have been shot down on the hillside!

This type of cavalry, dressed like an iron can, once the arrow has fallen, the heavy weight of armor on their body makes them no longer able to climb! Wearing armor like this, walking on the flat is already a difficult thing, let alone getting hurt on the horse?

After watching a cavalry land, it became a target struggling in place, wounded horses rolling over the ground, rolling down hillsides, and crushing the infantry fleet of many Norman regiments.

On the hillside, casualties are getting worse!

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Finally, after paying a heavy price, the first wave of soldiers at the forefront finally swept over the hill.

Robert had fallen prey to the arrow, but because of his noble identity, he was quickly lifted up by the soldiers behind him and sent down quickly.

When the first cavalry finally hit the shield wall, the exhausted horse, not even able to hit the shield wall through the gap, was stabbed through the belly by two spears stabbed behind the shield wall! Blood was sprayed, the horse fell down, the horseman rolled down, his heavy body finally smashed the shield on several sides, but soon, several axes fell around him, and the knight was torn apart!

This scene occurred in many places on the hill. Exhausted Norman soldiers rushed to the hill, some with arrow wounds, some already panting and softening their legs, and some already exhausted their strength while running. They felt their lungs burning like fire, their whole body soft and sour, facing the shield wall in front of them, although they still bravely rushed up...

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William sat on his horse's back, right in front of his army array, staring in the shadows at the battle on the hill.

The army rushed to the hills far beyond his estimate, and he even saw his army struggle slowly on that slope.

He saw his soldiers rush to the hillside and hit the shield backwards. The spears, axes, swords, in the hands of the soldiers, seemed to have become infinitely weak. They hit and hit the shield in vain, but they seemed soft and powerless. The spear behind the shield stabbed the attacking soldier to death!

“No! This is not right!!” William cursed angrily.

At this time, he made a decisive decision!

“Blow the horn!! Recruit!! Get them back!! ”

After the trumpet sounded, many officers struggling on the hill heard, some calmly gathered their teams down and retreated.

But more people, who didn't hear the horn, continued to run up the hill, and were continuously harvested by the London bows and arrows, even if they were lucky enough to rush to the top of the hill, were hanged before the shield wall!

The mountain gang is covered with corpses! Dead bodies everywhere, broken arms, broken horses!

“Let's go! Get back! ”

Chen Xiaoliang shouted and pulled his team back quickly.

The speed of descent is obviously normal and the team retreats very quickly.

The soldiers tried to hold the shield against the sparse and sparse arrow rain, but even so, Chen Xiaolian's hundred men left seven or eight bodies on the hill.

But it's not over!

Even if you want to retreat, it's not easy!

The Norman Regiment's attacking forces need to cross an open area of the plain to get back into formation!

And here, it's still within the archery range of the Englishman!

King William was angry in his heart, but at this moment, this remarkable military commander of the Middle Ages demonstrated his excellent command.

“Let the left and right flanks strike now! Distract them! Return our warriors!! ”

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The Brittany Legion on the left launched an assault. William's allied forces sent two hundred men to the top, approaching from the left wing to the hill.

These two hundred men attracted the attention of the Londoners on the hill, and their archers, who were already low, continued to lose power after being dispersed with fire.

The Two Hundreds actually rushed under the hillside of the hillside and even took a sigh of breath to almost half the hillside!

Chen Xiaoliang was running back with his own men. He saw the Left Wing's Brittany Legion and the Allies rushing up half a hill.

“The left wing is not covered by witchcraft!! The hillside is normal!” Chen Xiaoliang's eyes shine.

He looked up at the surroundings, and the Norman Legion was backing away...

“Tire spare! Conan!! ”

Tian Wei has been following the team in low key, did not show much ability, heard Chen Xiaolian's voice, looked up at the past, he saw the left wing of the hill, some Brittany allies have already rushed to the waist of the hill.

“This is an opportunity!” Chen Xiaolei roared.

And the spare tire said, "Shall we go? ”

“Past!!” Chen Xiaocai bites his teeth: “Go back! Tell King William to attack immediately!! Don't hesitate! Their witchcraft duration is almost over!! ”

On the battlefield, the battalion retreated in chaos, while Chen Xiaolian's Manchester United team tried to force the left wing across the battlefield.

Because the entire battalion became a pot of porridge, the dynamics of Chen Xiaoliang's 100-man team did not attract much attention at the beginning.

But when they finally left the battalion...

The Londoners on the hill and King William of the Norman Regiment, both saw this team rushing off the battlefield to the left.

Looking at the flag, King William immediately identified the three young Manchester knights he had newly sealed.

“Are these guys out of their minds? Or are you lost on the battlefield?” King William stared at Manchester United as they broke away from the battalion and rushed to the left.

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The Brittany Legion, as William's ally, is still very credible and very reliable.

Two hundred men rushed into the hills and bravely attacked the London shield wall. There is no witchcraft on the left wing, and they are not losing excess health on the way out.

But the strength of the London shield wall far exceeds these French estimates.

The French infantry with the sword, banging madly on the shield wall, tried to open the gap. At the same time, they have to endure spears pierced from the crevices of the shield wall.

A brave warrior slammed his weapon with his own hands and seized the power to forcibly break the shield, opening a gap and opening the way for his own companions to attack at the cost of their lives.

But the two hundred soon fell into a bitter battle on the hill.

The commander of the Brittany Regiment regretted it - he found that his troops were clearly insufficient.

Though he immediately ordered several hundred more to be sent to the team, the 200 men on the hill seemed to have had difficulty sustaining themselves.

Englishmen's array of soldiers tried to push forward, shields like walls, crushing the Brittany on the hillside, and in a moment, the soldiers rushing up the hillside had fallen by half.

Finally, the rest of us collapsed.

Armies in the Cold Arms era could never have expected them to continue fighting after so many casualties.

Soldiers simply threw away their weapons and turned around and fled towards the mountains.

Once the momentum began, it spread quickly, with corpses everywhere in front of the shield wall, and the rest rushed to the hills in fear.

By this time, Chen Xiaoliang's 100 men had rushed to the bottom of the hill on the left.

On the hillside, Brittany soldiers rushed down. Chen Xiaoliang looked at the broken allies and yelled.

The Manchester United began to line up, and the soldiers raised their shields and barely formed a long array.

“Come here! Everybody come here!! ”

Chen Xiaocai's team broke off from the middle, cleared the passage and allowed Brittany soldiers to enter his queue, while the soldiers held their shields against the rain of arrows fired from the hillside.

Increasingly, Brittany's collapsed army is integrated into Chen Xiaolian's 100-man team.

“Square Formation!! ”

Chen Xiaoliang shouted. He held up his shield and retreated with his team.

By this time, his 100-person team had doubled in size, containing almost a hundred Brittany soldiers, but the surrounding Manchester United soldiers were carrying shields, making the formation look like a turtle shell.

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“Your Majesty!! ”

King William was retreating back to his own defeated army in front of his array, roaring angrily, and heard someone crying around him.

William looked down and recognized the one-armed warrior beside Chen Xiaoliang.

“Knight Manchester!! Tell me, why did your team run to the left wing?” King William suppressed anger.

The spare tire sighed and ran to King William's side, shouting: "… Galen let me tell you! He takes people to the left wing and will get you the best total attack chance!! ”

“What? For the best chance of total offense?! ”

King William stunned.

He lost at least 300 people in this fight! The other party's losses are negligible!

Such a loss hurts King William immensely.

And at this time, that young Manchester knight sent someone to tell himself that he wanted the best chance to attack?!

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Chen Xiaocai has already used a single exchange.

His redemption program is, boost courage!

With courageous witchcraft, his 100-man squad was able to hold a shield and gather defectors under the hills, while enduring the cover of the Londoners' bows and arrows.

Otherwise, with the medieval armies of this era, even the legendary Manchester United... this 100-man team should have collapsed a long time ago.

With the added effect of courage, Chen Xiaolian can still reluctantly maintain the integrity of the square array.

The soldiers were courageous and brave enough to bear the bows and arrows of the Londoners on the hills with their shields in the form of squares.

Instead of retreating, his squares approached the hillside on the left!

Right behind him, the Brittany Allies sent two more hundred men, already rushing towards themselves.

“Just the right wing!” Chen Xiaocai bit his teeth and commanded the square array to move forward slowly, while looking to the right...

The Flemish Legion certainly did not disappoint Chen Xiaolei.

The two hundred men they sent had already rushed under the hill, but there was clearly a lack of morale, the soldiers were clearly not determined to move forward, and in the face of the shield wall and the rain of arrows on the hill, the allied forces on the right had a distinct smell of cowardice.

“Let's go!” Chen Xiaolian yelled!

He doesn't care if the right-wing allies can hit the hill.

Left, center and right, the slopes of the hills have three sides.

Chen Xiaoliang is gambling!

[Plain Mud Marsh] Although this witchcraft works well, it is especially suitable for the Londoners who occupy the highlands. But... this witchcraft is expensive too!

Requires 100 points to use once!

By the time of the Midway attack, the opponent had already used 100 points to redeem once!

Chen Xiaolian does not believe... the other side should continue on the left, middle and right three ramps, suitable for plain mud swamp!

All it takes is another three percent!

Chen Xiaoliang's own team, the London copy was quite smooth in the previous period, and the score was very good, which gave him a total of 3%!

How many points can they score…?!

The right-wing Flemish Legion has rushed to the foot of the mountain and the soldiers are slowly moving up - but it is clear that this slowness is due to morale and cowardice, not witchcraft!

After Chen Xiaocai made his decision, he made a move!

“Let's go!! ”

Beneath the hill, this array of Chen Xiaolian suddenly moved quickly, their direction of movement, is certainly the right wing of the hill!

They jumped on it!

And right behind them, the Allies of the Brittany Legion, two hundred men have followed, almost rushing into parallel positions in their squares!

Meanwhile, Chen Xiaoliang sent a message to the spare tire using the team channel.

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“Your Majesty! It's time to launch the main attack! If you want to win this war! ”

The spare tire said this to King William, who was so full of color.

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Under the right wing of the hill, Chen Xiaoliang's square rushed up.

When I rushed to the waist of the mountain, Chen Xiaoliang felt the smooth pace of the foot, and there was no longer the feeling of stagnation when climbing the mountain!

He did not hesitate to redeem the courage again!!

A total of 100 points were spent on both Courage Plus.

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“Your Majesty!! ”

The spare tire looked at the hesitant King William and yelled: “You really don't want to win this war!! ”

King William gasped.

Reason tells him this is madness!

The young knight of Manchester, what the hell was he up to? He didn't even think about it!

At a time like this, with a crazy subordinate?

Launch a master attack now?!

Place all your bets immediately after losing just now?!

Be a crazy gambler?!

Is this... crazy?

Normal practice, you should let your own guard drag this one-armed lunatic down and whip him hard!

But... there is a slight strange thought in my heart, and I yell at myself madly!

Listen to him!

“Tell me! Can we trust you!! ”

A sound came from behind the spare tire.

When he heard the voice, King William was clearly relieved, and his sharp eyes swept past and saw his most trusted face.

Merlin stared hard at the spare tire!

The spare tire shouted, “My brother let me tell you! Merlin!! Don't you believe in the power of the oath!!! ”

Merlin is in shock!

He looked up.

On the right wing of the hill, Chen Xiaoliang's square has spread and merged with Brittany's next two hundred teams, trying to rush towards the hill...

This was supposed to be just an attack, a flanking attack, just to cover the front battlefield.

But now... the guy named Little Face is compelling King William to launch a master attack immediately?!

Letter... or not?!

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“I bet our opponents are in this crowd. ”

The middle-aged man stood on the hill and watched the soldiers rushing wildly up the left-wing hillside coldly.

“Launch now?” Around him, the blonde, she shot an arrow and looked at him coldly: “We still have a lot of points. ”

“No rush! This battle will be won as long as Harold's life is preserved.” The middle-aged man smiled coldly: “Let our friends go up first. Tell that girl Phoenix... it's time for her to show good faith. I hope she brings back to me the heads of the game participants in this crowd. ”

The eyes of the middle-aged flashed: “If she can't do it… that's our enemy! I don't think she would want to be the enemy of the thorns. ”

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[Explain two things: first, about my toothache. I decided to pull out my teeth, but the doctor told me that it still hurts, indicating that in case of inflammation, I had to wait for the anti-inflammatory to pull out my teeth, so... I had to take a few more days of pills and endure a few more days of toothache before I could pull it out.

Toothache and such things are always haunting, you won't let me go without torturing you for days...

The second thing is: the description of the Taylor Single Ride Battle seems to be questioned by readers. How can there be such a battle? Isn't that retarded?

All I can say is... this is really how the Middle Ages fought! Those days were devoted to the glory and courage of knights and were almost fanatical in devotion.

Instead of being perceived as a brain wreck in those days, acts like Taylor's would be perceived as noble courage and glory.

And... Historically, in the true Battle of Hastings, the character Taylor Buddha did exist.

Moreover, the fact that he rode on his own was true in history. I'm not making this up ~]

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