Duncan wasn't seeking a decision from the Frankish envoy.

He wanted the Frankish leader Molov to make the decision through a contest of skill at the camp gate!

There was even a hint of flaunting his martial prowess, hoping to make him lower his stance.

Duncan's ultimate goal was to ensure that the Franks followed his command in the upcoming Battle of Sharon, or at least cooperated with him in combat, thus allowing Duncan to indirectly command a force of five to six thousand elite troops.

In this era, the Barbarian Race revered personal valor, and if Duncan hit the mark with this arrow, whether it was Divine Protection or supernatural archery, it would make Molov seriously consider his capabilities.

Encountering such archery on the battlefield meant that by the time he spotted Duncan, it might already be too late as Duncan could have already taken him out.

Of course, the prerequisite of all this planning was that he must hit the target now!

If he missed, it would only bring disgrace to Duncan.

This is the boldness of the skillful!

The Frankish envoy was skeptical, unable to make a decision, but Duncan didn't care, as long as he relayed everything he had witnessed back to Molov.

The entire tent was dead silent.

Everyone knew Duncan's archery was unparalleled in Great Britain, but in this weather and at such a distance, hitting an axe handle only two fingers wide was beyond anyone's imagination.

In fact, Duncan was being very conservative.

To him, standing and shooting with a crosshair that unwavering meant he only had to consider the wind. The Nord Bow's hidden capabilities made the wind almost negligible, and the strong bow hardly deviated from its trajectory. In truth, his foot shooting could have been even more audacious.

The soldiers were quickly ready.

Crow Queen Triss moved to Duncan's right side, glanced at him, her lips slightly moved, and a second later, Duncan noticed a new buff in his God's Eye view.

——Eagle's Eye (Temporary State).

Duncan suddenly found his vision could zoom in and out like that of an eagle, likely a blessing from Crow Queen Triss, who worried he might miss, giving him a buff from Diana or Artemis.

But it was unnecessary; Duncan felt quite confident.

Whoosh!

The Nord Bow was drawn like a full moon, without much hesitation, Duncan released an arrow, the string humming as the arrow pierced the axe handle of the Frankish flying axe.

The entire tent erupted in thunderous cheers.

The Frankish envoy was dumbfounded, glancing at Duncan, then stepping forward to inspect the flying axe at the camp's entrance.

But Duncan didn't stop there.

He nocked another arrow, aiming at the arrow he just shot. Amidst the awed and slightly dazed gazes of others, the second arrow shot forth, splitting the first arrow almost in two, with the arrowhead of the first arrow breaking off, while the second remained lodged in its place.

The cheers abruptly halted!

In the next second.

A nearly frenzied shout echoed to the heavens.

Duncan put away the Nord Bow, handed it to the equally stunned Crow Queen Triss beside him, and patted the Frankish envoy's shoulder, laughing, "Looks like Odin favors me."

"He indeed assures me of victory in this battle!"

The stage is set for you.

If Molov is a smart man, he should know what to do next since they are still allies for the time being.

The bewildered Frankish envoy was sent off.

Duncan began assembling the army, dispatching over a dozen scouts to monitor the movements of the Hun raiders.

This battle saw both infantry and cavalry mobilized, with the Hun raiders bringing a large vassal army. After the heavy rain, the crucial battles still required infantry to fight, with the cavalry serving as the mobile flanks. Duncan also had dozens of Welsh archers mixed with two to three hundred British Auxiliary Archers and Saxon archers, reducing concerns even in foot archer duels.

Duncan was also training the archers in melee combat, selecting some of the elite for training.

His ideal infantry have the shooting capabilities of English longbowmen and can still wield a two-handed sword to scatter enemies in close combat.

That's right.

He wanted a force equivalent to the elite Fianna Warriors of Badania.

For now, they hadn't been trained yet.

But if they were, likely they'd be a small army of foot archer-Zhang Feis.

After all, they were dubbed the Badanian two-handed Sword Saints.

Duncan's goals weren't that large; having a hundred or two, capable of deciding the outcome of a local skirmish at a pinch, would suffice. For now, he was still investing in the English longbowmen's tech tree.

The storm abated.

Duncan called his troops to move towards Paris, as scouts had already spotted the movements of the Hun forces. The reconnaissance capability of the Huns was also formidable, with their scouts likewise spotting Duncan's troops. The scouts clashed briefly in the wild, with Clegane not engaging them head-on as the elite Hun archers were somewhat challenging.

Meanwhile.

Towards Balrog's direction, a rugged man with a scar on his stern cheek gazed towards the distant mountains, beside him a Hun elite rider just returned.

"The enemy has around two thousand men, mostly infantry with poor equipment."

The scout recalled, "They might be reinforcements from Britain."

"I saw a black dragon head banner."

"Only the Sarmatian Cavalry use the dragon head banner!"

Sarmatians?

Just a defeated general.

The Huns' westward campaign wiped out even the Sarmatian tribes of the Eurasian steppes; their riders were turned into porcupines in the grassland terrain.

Charagan asked in a deep voice, "How many cavalry does the enemy have?"

He was the commander of this Hun unit and a chieftain-in-waiting of a Hun tribe. As the legendary Heroic Eagle Shooter of the Huns, Charagan's military achievements were outstanding, and the number of Germanic chieftains who died by his hand was close to five.

During the westward campaign of the Hun army, those small Germanic tribes were sometimes wiped out in a day or two.

The Hun scout cavalier said, "Only a bit over two hundred cavalry."

The infantry on both sides were not vastly different in numbers; the Huns' Vassal Army held a certain numerical advantage, and in cavalry units, they had a huge advantage. The combined Hun cavalry numbered one to two thousand and could harass and assault the enemy's flanks at any time.

Duncan's troops numbered about two thousand five hundred, with roughly two thousand three hundred infantry, slightly fewer than the Huns' Vassal Army.

The advantage is mine!

Ready to fight!

With such a cavalry advantage, they could fight if they wished or leave if they wanted; the initiative in war was entirely in their hands.

Charagan had certainly heard of Duncan's fame, especially from the mouths of defeated Hun riders, but no matter how strong Duncan was, he was just one man. At that time, they could concentrate their elite troops, release a hail of arrows, and directly shoot him to death. Even if that failed, he had a well-equipped heavy cavalry under his command to encircle and kill the strong enemy.

The Hun army's westward campaign had seen all kinds of demons and monsters!

They had their own Sanctuary of Ten Thousand Spirits. The ancient Shamanism was passed down in their tribe. Aside from mythical Giant Dragons from Nordic Mythology, any supernatural monsters or ghostly creations by Germanic priests were trampled into mud by their iron cavalry.

While the Huns were destroying the Holy Sanctuary of the Sarmatians, they even encountered beasts bursting from flames, which were shot into porcupines by a volley of arrows and fled all the way to Thrace.

As for barbarian warriors with legendary strength, whether the Slavic barbarians in Eastern Europe or Germanic barbarians in Western Europe, many existed with legendary giant strength, yet Hun Heroic Eagle Shooters had killed many!

The Shamanism of Ten Thousand Spirits worshiped by the Huns was significantly related to the Eternal Heaven worshipped later by the Mongolians.

Ten Thousand Spirits guided their westward campaign!

They swept across Europe, conquered the mighty Roman Empire, first subduing the Eastern Empire and making it a tributary, then breached the Gaul gates of the Western Empire, and thereafter turning all of Europe into their horse ride pastures.

In the name of God, sweep through Europe!

The Hun Empire, though not as powerful as the Mongol Empire, fought much further; once breaching the gates of Gaul, they could push all the way to Spain.

Charagan was naturally protected by Ten Thousand Spirits and had killed many Germanic priests on his westward campaign.

Unless the gods descended personally to the mortal realm, they dared to fight through Europe all the way!

"Deploy the Alan Vassal Army in the front of the central army."

Charagan prepared to battle Duncan, who was said to be famed, in a fair engagement. He positioned the Alan Vassal Army at the forefront of the central army to deplete the enemy, with East Goth heavy infantry and Gepid spearmen on the flanks. Because the East Goths were fierce and brave in battle, they held a significant position among the Hun army's infantry and could claim loot before other vassals.

As for the Hun cavalry, he personally led the heavy cavalry and elite riders to guard the right wing, looking for openings to crush the enemy in one fell swoop, while the left wing was left to his deputy to lead Hun nomads, Hun Mounted Archers, and Hun Rangers to harass the opponent.

These troops were actually all mounted archers.

There was only a slight difference in the armor they wore and their capability in close combat charges. The Huns' cavalry strength was far weaker than the later Mongolian iron cavalry; their nomads rarely wore armor, their mounted archers only wore leather armor, while rangers equipped studded gear and plated armor, with only elite riders possessing iron armor, qualifying as true heavy cavalry.

Attila, the God's Whip, led the army west. Among the twenty to thirty thousand Hun cavalry, nomads made up the majority, akin to peasant militia formations of the empire, merely clad in leather coats.

Light cavalry focused on mounted archery but could also engage in a bout of melee combat.

As for the truly elite iron cavalry, Attila only had four to five thousand under his command.

This was still after defeating the Eastern Empire and plundering the Balkan region to accumulate wealth and incidentally looting countless barbarian tribes.

Therefore, the final hard battle of the Battle of Shalon was between the elite riders of the Western Goth Kingdom and the grassland iron cavalry of the Hun Empire.

From afar, Charagan saw the enemy's advancing troops.

He noticed the enemy temporarily halting to rest and simultaneously began to array their forces. Nearby was a small river which, although crossable, affected the mobility of cavalry, so he maneuvered the Gepids to the left wing.

Dimension Space, under God's perspective.

Duncan already began arranging forces; his projection showed markings much like the total war commands seen in strategic games, where formation orders were determined by the army's training level. For example, the British Legion could form three decent formations in the central army, whereas other auxiliary legions had crooked formations, clearly indicating inadequacy and insufficient training.

Outside the battlefield.

In the strategic map view of God's perspective, a cavalry unit marked in blue appeared to the north.

——Frankish Assault Cavalry.

——Frankish Chieftain Guards (Two-Star).

——Frankish Noble Riders (One-Star).

——Frankish Holy Knights (One-Star).

The top heavy cavalry of Britain was the Lager Knights, while the Franks had the Frankish Holy Knights, trained with the assistance of the Hermitage.

An entirely cavalry force.

Numbering nearly a thousand, with Frankish infantry corps coming from farther away.

——Molov (Frankish Leader) (Chieftain) (Heroic Luck) (Odin's Gaze) (Three-Star Silver Grey)!

This must be the Molov who was mythologized in later generations and rumored to be the son of the Sea God.

Hmm.

It should be from rumor to rumor; there are no longer any half-human, half-god beings.

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