The Mecklenburg Legion firmly guarded the periphery of the camp and cooperated with the crossbow to prevent the Norwegians from crossing the line. Just as the sergeant leaders breathed a sigh of relief, they suddenly saw many people carrying stones and soil behind the shields raised by the Norwegians, throwing stones and soil into the trenches to fill them. Gradually, a section of the trenches was only half a body high from the earth wall.

"Stop them quickly." A sergeant commander rushed forward and shouted loudly to the soldiers beside him.

"Oh~~." Just as the sergeant of Mecklenburg rushed over, a bald, red-bearded and burly Norwegian soldier grabbed the pointed wooden stake stuck on the earthen wall with both hands and rushed into the camp with force.

"Ping Ping~~." Norwegian soldiers jumped into the same gap one after another. As soon as they entered the camp, they were like hungry wolves entering a flock of sheep, wielding their battle axes in their hands and slashing at the pikemen. Many of the pikemen's legs and waists were slashed, and they wailed and fell to the ground.

"For the glory of Germany~." Just as the Norwegian soldiers were fighting all over the world, a roar came from both wings, which was the voice of the swordsmen who inherited the glory of the German Mercenary Group.

They wore dome iron helmets, short-shirted chain mail, and held half-handed swords or two-handed swords. In order to facilitate wielding swords and charging, the swordsmen only had a pair of knee-pad iron armor on their legs. Amid the roar of glory, the swordsmen stepped forward and rushed into the Norwegian warriors. Years of battle on the brink of life and death made them, even when facing the tall and burly Nordic people, they were fearless and immediately fought with the Norwegian warriors.

"Good job." The sergeant commanders looked at the blocked Norwegians. The German swordsmen were tenacious and loyal and reliable on the battlefield, allowing the sergeant commanders to focus on the positive pressure.

"Crack~~." Just as the German swordsmen entangled the Norwegians who broke into the camp and the spearmen tried their best to block the gap, they rose again in disguise. When a sergeant was walking behind the spearmen, he heard a sound of wood exploding.

"What happened?" The chief sergeant was shocked. He immediately rushed towards the place where the sound was made, but before he could walk over, he saw several spearmen almost leaping into the air and falling heavily on him. Several people rolled into a ball and fell to the ground, with broken spear fragments scattered around them.

"Huh, this taste is wonderful." I saw a gap in the wooden fence on the earthen wall, as if the old man had a gap in his teeth. The fanatical warrior holding two battle axes appeared in the gap. He raised his head calmly and took a deep breath. The smell of blood even more stimulated his warlike nerves.

"Damn beast." The sergeant who was defending here pushed away the spearmen pressing on his body. He tried hard to support the ground with his hands, and the armor on his body made a crisp sound of jingling.

"Swoosh~~~." The crossbow soldiers on the side van saw the fanatic warrior breaking in, and immediately used the hook at the waist to pull the crossbow string, fill in the crossbow arrow, and aimed at the fanatic warrior as strong as half a tower. This goal was very obvious, and there was almost no difficulty and shot the fanatic warrior.

"Pu~~." The crossbow arrow shot into the fanatic warrior's chest, but he just looked down at the crossbow arrow slightly, as if the crossbow arrow was actually hit by someone else.

"Hehe." The fanatical warrior grinned and laughed. He raised his two battle axes and rushed towards the chief sergeant. The wind brought by the wielding battle axe was whistling.

"Can the Mecklenburg Legion guard the camp?" Ron, who was looking on the boat on the sea, was worried. He hesitated and said to Arod.

"The army soldiers can hold on." Arod saw through the telescope that the Mecklenburg army soldiers quickly adjusted. Under the leadership of sergeant commanders at all levels, they went forward to support the front line at all levels. Even if the Norwegians were arrogant for a moment, they would definitely not last long.

"That's good." After hearing Aruod's words, Ron finally felt relieved.

"Order the Teutonic Knights to attack." But Aruod's words followed shocked Ron.

"Dude, don't you say that the Mecklenburg Legion can stop it?" Ron asked.

"I said they could stop it. But I cannot let the legion lose its place in this bird, let the Teutonic knights move to solve this problem." Arod put down the single-hole telescope in his hand, and the soldiers who fell under the Norwegian battle axe. Each of them is a precious combat power. It is only with a principality that can support such a standing legion, and they should sacrifice in a more valuable place.

"Release the wolf smoke." Ron turned his head and shouted to the sailors on the boat.

Hearing Ron's order, the sailor on the boat immediately brought a copper basin and lit the wolf dung and burning objects inside. The thick smoke rose straight into the sky. Arod glanced at the wolf smoke and turned his eyes to a dense forest on the left side of the beach.

"Look, it's a signal for us to move." A Teutonic servant in the jungle looked at the sea with concentration. When he saw the wolf smoke rising from the boat, he immediately ran carefully to the depths of the jungle and reported.

"Ha, it's finally time for us to show off." Ifu sat on a naked rock exposed outside the sand. He opened his eyes slightly, took the helmet handed over by the servant beside him. He was wearing heavy chain mail, lobster-like iron armor on his arms, and bright shin armor on his legs. In order to avoid Norwegian investigation, there were only thirty Teutonic knights in the dense forest, and their mounts were covered with bridles.

Yifu stood up and put on the fully enclosed helmet. With the help of the attendants, he rode a war horse. The white tight shirt was slightly aroused in the sea breeze, and the sound of metal collisions sounded in the dense forest. The knights got on the horse with the help of the attendants. Of course, there were thirty knights, and there were thirty cavalrymen.

The attendants did not have the heavy equipment protection of the knights, but the attendants were equipped with a pointed wooden shield, leather armor, and weapons were short swords and spears. There was no need to worry about their combat effectiveness, because they were trained completely in the way of the knights' combat, so the destructive power as a medium-sized cavalry was amazing.

"Blow the horn." Yifu said in a muffled voice from the fully enclosed helmet.

"But Lord Master, aren't we in hiding?" The Teutonic Knight beside him asked curiously.

"Now you are in the battle, you donkey-headed idiot." Yifu cursed without hesitation, but the other party was not angry. The Teutonic knights all knew that the more Ifu cursed, the closer he became to.

"Woo, woo, woo~~~." A dull horn sounded in the dense forest, and gradually spread to the camp in the fierce battle. However, the Norwegians were in the midst of fighting, and they did not notice that the horn sound was different from theirs, but the soldiers of the Mecklenburg Legion distinguished it.

"It's the horn of the Teutonic Knights." The blood-stained sect leader couldn't help but smile. At this time, the Norwegian troops had already advanced halfway, and half of them were stopped outside the camp, and the noise and fighting sounded all around. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!