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Chapter 300 Chaos Battle

The majestic Danube once quietly watched humans build a bridge across it, just as it is now silently watching humans fight each other on the bridge.

It doesn't care that these humans are shouting and shouting on the bridge claiming to have conquered it, nor does it care that these idiots scream at each other to end each other's lives, and then throw their skins off the bridge.

The Austrian army had already captured the Devil's Bridge once, and the first few soldiers could even hear the voices of the German-speaking Regensburg rebel militia on the opposite side.

However, war is always prone to variables, especially night battles.

Night battles are too dangerous, especially for mages who are on the front line. A powerful red-robed mage who had access to the sixth level of the magic network died inexplicably. Although a small team was arranged to protect him, the loss

Out of formation and in chaos, he couldn't figure out the direction and couldn't find the enemy. The powerful mage was thinking about how to find and attack the enemy. His thoughts were suddenly interrupted when he suddenly found a long sword coming from him.

The chest was pierced.

This is not a Viking weapon, it should be a friendly fire, but who can be sure? Hey, this is a night battle, isn't it?

Before he died, he irrationally used "Fire Purification" to kill more than a dozen people around him without distinguishing between friend and foe.

This gave the weak "Viking Brothers" an opportunity to counterattack. Solskjaer keenly seized this opportunity and immediately launched a counterattack.

The counterattack launched by a mere fifty Norwegian mercenaries repelled the Austrian army, which was dozens of times larger than them. The Austrian army was sluggish because of the madness of its own magicians. It also drove more than fifty Austrian soldiers off the stone bridge and fell into the dark night.

Entering the Danube is a disaster.

A battle without a formation is very suitable for the display of personal force, but it is also very unfavorable for the display of personal force. Currently, Frunzberg and Count Slam have nowhere to use their strength, and they have no room to use it at all.

If you can't see the flag and can't hear the order, no matter how much you hope to make great achievements, if you can't even figure out the east, west, north and south, no matter how much ambition and enthusiasm you have, it will be of little value.

Ladislaus had also lost control of the troops. In fact, after the night march, the formation of the Austrian army was very chaotic. Frundsberg was too optimistic. He only contacted the commander of the regiment.

The situation below the captain level is much worse than at the alliance level.

The key to launching an attack lies in the first wave of the offensive. The Norwegian mercenaries retreated in time to avoid this full blow.

As the shouts of death spread, the messengers in Würzburg were running, and the city was waking up.

Although due to the terrain, it is almost impossible for the Regensburg defenders to launch a flank attack on the Austrian army on the other side of the Danube. But who can guarantee that there is not a small force nearby that has not been collected into the city?

Although Solskjaer was not aware of Ladislaus's concerns, the reaction in Regensburg gave him the courage to continue fighting. The pressure from behind the Regensburg militia became

Getting smaller and smaller.

These militiamen did not want to give up their homeland, even to the theoretical supreme Habsburg family of the Holy Roman Empire.

The mayor's youngest son told his militiamen that the barbarians from Norway were going to rob the city. So they wanted to take a preemptive strike. But now it was obvious that these Norwegian mercenaries were trying hard to hold on to the stone bridge and prevent a large army on the opposite side from killing them.

Come in.

These militiamen are doubtful about the battle they are engaged in, which makes their already low fighting will even more insufficient.

Some people have begun to openly question the young master's actions.

"Think of a solution quickly." The young master who was hooking up with his stepmother could only wailed at this time. "If the troops of the Warlock Royal Family cannot come in, we will die."

"Only those who are not afraid of death can live. If you don't want to be torn into pieces by your father, then come with me. What are you afraid of after all? You are also a fifth-level warrior?" Knight Jijingen was really worried to death.

"No, no, you don't know how scary those barbarians are. I will die." Although this young master has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and he can fight well if he wants to practice martial arts, but

He has never been a true warrior. When the real test comes, his martial arts skills are in line with his character. That is a lie.

"Trash." Knight Sijingen ignored this useless guy. He would not give up. He had finally managed to fool this second-generation ancestor into doing stupid things.

Knight Sickingen wanted to do his best. He picked up his weapon and launched another charge against the Norwegian mercenary front.

More than 90% of the attention of the Norwegian mercenaries is focused on the Austrians outside the city. Solskjaer no longer cares much about the threats in the city.

Although there are still militiamen fighting, they are actually just a Sickingen knight who is fighting tooth and nail.

Although his strength is not weak, it is obviously impossible to break through the Norwegian warriors who cooperate with each other and are in a defensive state. Moreover, he did not wear heavy armor in order to cross the river. It was very disappointing to peel off a piece of leather armor from the militiamen.

confidence.

Fortunately, these Norwegian mercenaries did not have iron armor. Leather armor made of animal fur was a family heirloom for these Vikings.

If it is a majestic formation, then it will definitely be at a great disadvantage against armored heavy infantry, but in a chaotic battle at night, this disadvantage is greatly reduced.

There are also their weapons, ranging from axes to hammers. Also, because of the darkness, the advantages of the Austrian army's standard weapons cannot be brought out.

Knight Sickingen was extremely anxious. If he could not fulfill Ladislaus's order, then he would not know where to go in the world. Maybe those adventurous teams going to the New World who did not ask for names but only for strength would

It will be his final destination.

He yelled and waved his weapon, and was hit hard with blunt objects several times, but he kept fighting and screaming. He didn't want to go to the New World unless he had to, although it was said that there were many opportunities there.

However, he could not create miracles. The Norwegian mercenary battle line even began to stabilize gradually, and the Austrian offensive also began to weaken. Disorder would quickly consume the morale of the attackers.

Defenders fighting for survival are much more determined than attackers. Solskjaer's tall figure of more than two meters is the coordinate in the dark night. He and his big ax inspire his comrades and intimidate the enemy.

Ladislaus was trying to push forward. Although leading from the front in the dark would not be inspiring, he still hoped that his "Ice Storm" could solve the problem. He saw Frundsberg right in front of him.

Not far away, soldiers were trying to push away and rush to the front row.

The boss of Sirica who was a little further away did not have such a powerful force. He was squeezed and unable to move. Although he had night vision, it was of no use at all.

It was getting brighter and louder noises began to be heard in Regensburg, warning that the Austrians were running out of time.

A man suddenly climbed onto the shoulder of his companion. Solskjaer used the dim light of dawn to see the man who seemed to be wearing a bright red robe. He was a mage and seemed to be a very old guy. Such people who play tricks on the battlefield

What's the use of it?

This is something that is absolutely not found in the Arctic Circle, the red-robed mage.

Although that desolate and difficult place can breed powerful warriors, it cannot support powerful spellcasters who need to be passed down and discovered.
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