The cavalry were wandering by the river. Not far away was the smoke-filled hillside fortress, and on the other side was a seemingly peaceful village area.

The humiliated Normans resumed rowing, and Quentin and his cavalry blushed with anger on the river bank. They responded with swear words and watched helplessly as the longship sailed upstream.

Quentin was still feeling so humiliated after the operation. He held the reins and walked back and forth while the cavalry waited for the flag captain's order.

"Damn it! Let them escape. Don't worry about the fortress now, we don't have time to put out the fire! Let's take a rest and go to the village area to arrest the rebels!"

These cavalrymen dismounted one after another, and some of them knelt down to check the food left by the fleeing Normans. There was also a vat of oats that had been violated and destroyed, and the wheat boiled into a lake of slurry.

"Sir." A soldier happily reported: "At least, we can have some hot food."

"Norman's? I don't have time to eat it! What if it's poisonous?"

"But my lord..."

"I want to eat you!" Quentin said angrily and kept stamping his feet. He took off his helmet to reveal his slightly curly hair, pulled out his sword and shouted curses at the other side.

He knew that the Rhine River was a border, and it was now at the peak of the civil war. If his army could run wildly on the water, it would be able to rush into the territory of the Eastern Kingdom.

He said to himself: "Moses could part the furious Red Sea, but who can part this river?"

He thought again and told his subordinates: "I have long heard that there is a big fishing village under the fortress. There should be many boats there. Even small boats. After we enter the village, we will punish the rebels and requisition all the boats. I can't tolerate those promises.

Man is so rampant, they must die!"

Angry words, angry words, these words frightened many soldiers.

Without him, most of the flag soldiers led by Quentin are landlubbers. For example, there are only a handful of cavalry here who can swim.

But said the other side.

The fishing village of Landstein is now overcrowded. How many people have escaped? There are as many as five thousand!

There are bonfires everywhere, people resting everywhere, big trees are being cut down one after another, and new wooden sheds are under construction on a large scale.

Black Fox pulled back with the last brother, and faced a messy scene.

The small Lahn River is crowded with a large number of small boats. All boats from the entire fishing village of Koblenz are here. The small pier in Llandstein is now crowded with long boats. The Lahn River has never been so noisy, and new history is being created.

, Black Fox was not happy at all. He had just been caught off guard by the Frankish cavalry. He ran away in an inelegant manner like a seal seeing a polar bear. He looked extremely panicked and must have been ridiculed by his brothers.

Although it was a relief for the brothers to take off their pants and taunt the cavalry on the ship, it is undeniable that the Russian army has given up on Coblenz at this stage.

It can be said to be a tactical contraction, or it can be said to be fleeing without a fight.

The soldiers who came ashore explained their experiences to their brothers who had withdrawn long ago, but all they received were complaints from their brothers.

"Can't you fight them? When did we defeat their cavalry?"

"It's better to at least kill a few and then retreat. It will look like you are defeated."

There were also some vulgar words, but the black fox ignored them.

He sat by the campfire to rest, and since he didn't have any food, he made some hot food.

Eating the newly baked and slightly rough cake, even if it is coated with some honey, it has a very unpleasant taste.

Vardy and Eric came over. The two old guys were in a good mood.

"You're all here. Damn it, why did I hear someone call me a coward?! Ridiculous." The little fat man didn't want to shout loudly, and secretly complained to the old man.

Eric laughed and said, "It's just that some brothers are tough-talking. Now that we are standing in a safe place, it is natural to stand and talk without pain. Now there are boats all over here. Those guys who call themselves warriors can row over and fight the cavalry."

"They don't dare. Haha." Wadi comforted the little fat man: "At least they don't dare to go there alone. Now it depends on how the thirty brothers hiding will do it. I hope our Sven is despicable enough."

Suddenly "mean" is no longer a pejorative term.

The Russian personnel stationed in Nassau were actually very mixed, and many of the soldiers in the army were Viking Saxons. Many people also lacked the awareness of "honest duels", which made them more willing to use some conspiracy.

This gentle man is not a pure old Russian, he is a good man from Unkrasbu, Sweden, a fellow from the ancestral homeland of the Black Fox family.

He took thirty brothers and hid in the village with a crossbow.

Steel-arm crossbows are heavier, which is not a problem for warriors with thick arms who are good at paddling. They bring a winch for winding, and when necessary, they can also forcefully wind it with their bare hands by stepping. The former is time-consuming, and the latter is very hurtful to the arms.

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Of course, there are also lightweight wooden arm crossbows and short wooden bows, but their power is much inferior.

The thirty brothers were divided into three groups, and three captains of ten commanded the men at hand.

They were required to hunt like foxes, hiding and waiting for prey to appear, and then looking for the right moment to launch a sure-kill sneak attack.

Quentin and his people knew nothing about this situation.

The Frank cavalry finished resting angrily and rode straight towards the "Deutsche Corner", a flat and wide area formed at the confluence of the Moselle and Rhine rivers. This area is convenient for farming and fishing, and houses the people's houses.

Rows upon rows of them, almost all of them have haystack roofs. Some people are very particular about installing small stone walls for their homes. It is also common to install fences.

The cavalry moved out in horizontal formation and were once fierce. However, as they continued to advance, Quentin felt that the world was increasingly quiet and terrifying.

A saddle was mounted on his helmet, and the sound of wind filled his ears. The sun was not bad today, and it shone warmly on his body. If he were wearing chainmail, he would be dazzling.

Are all the villagers hiding?

Before entering the village area, he made one last request: "Keep your eyes open! Find out all the people who are hiding! We spread out and finally gathered at the monastery. Take all the people you caught and send them to the monastery. Remember

Do not kill indiscriminately and do not insult women."

Even though the hands of Quentin and others were stained with blood during the previous liquidation operation, they maintained the bottom line of military discipline. To be fair, they did not attack any women, nor did they attack any priests.

For ordinary farmers, the method was rough. Those who seemed uncooperative were given a whip, and those who tried to resist were executed as "Norman accomplices."

They did not encounter any resistance along the way. Overall, the Frankish flag force seemed to have entered an uninhabited land after entering the Koblenz area. As for their actions, which were incredibly difficult, all the problems were entirely due to the flag captain.

Quentin.

The streets and alleys of the residential areas are messy and disorderly. Except for the open thoroughfares in the riverside area, there are no main roads in the residential areas, and there are mostly narrow paths. The roads are also the most common rough dirt roads.

There were ruts on the soft ground, which seemed to have been left recently. The scattered cavalry were in it. They could not hear the barking of dogs and the crow of chickens, let alone the movement of living people.

There are many signs that the people have fled completely, leaving behind an empty residential village.

There was no one in this huge village?! How could they escape so quickly?

Koblenz is not a strange place. This place is considered a relatively densely populated place in the entire kingdom, but now it is as desolate as a desert island.

Many cavalry soldiers were inexplicably frightened. Their thighs were protected by round shields. They held the reins in one hand and the sword in the other. They began to worry that it was foolish for them not to wear armor in order to be fast. As a result, they now felt unsafe. At first, they were accompanied by several cavalrymen.

Slowly it becomes scattered.

The cavalrymen were calling each other to call their colleagues about their positions, and they were also calling to the houses on both sides, asking people who might be hiding to come out.

They were not worried about getting separated. The cross was hung high on the specially built spire of the monastery. It was an extremely conspicuous landmark, and the scattered cavalry would eventually gather there.

But in the dark corner, the fully loaded crossbow has already targeted these unsuspecting cavalry...

The captain then divided his men into four groups. When it came to sneak attacks, they had to form a team of two for the chance of success.

One person shoots the horse, and the other shoots the man. For the sake of success, there is even a team of multiple people, with multiple crossbows aimed at one cavalryman.

The ambush Ross soldiers made eye contact and started sneak attacks one after another.

The short and thick crossbow arrow penetrated the eye of the war horse at close range, and the single blow penetrated the skull. The tall war horse immediately fell to death, and also knocked down the cavalryman who was hit by the arrow.

The Ross warriors put aside their crossbows for the time being, drew out their steel swords, and rushed forward, completing the final assassination cleanly. When they discovered that these horsemen were indeed so arrogant that they could not even pierce their armor and stomachs, their murderous intentions became even more serious.

"Boring!" After completing a sneak attack, Sven directly chopped off the death knight's head and spat on the corpse. "You don't wear armor, and we actually use steel-armed crossbows to deal with you arrogant guys.

!Who are you looking down on?!"

Several sneak attacks were completed quietly, but the dying cries of the wounded still aroused the alarm of many cavalrymen.

Quentin was guarded by many people, and he was alerted to an ambush when he heard the wailing.

When he finally realized that he was being reckless, three people suddenly appeared from the corner of the building in front of him. They were wearing white clothes with obvious blue stripes on them. The strange man was carrying something strange, and then there was a whooshing sound of arrows.

A war horse was hit in the chest, and the cavalryman was overturned in pain.

However, the attacker suddenly disappeared. Even though the cavalry chased after him again, it was not known which house the enemy had fled to.

"Get out of the way! Find my enemies and kill them!" Quentin felt he was even more insulted. He didn't even bother to put on his helmet and led more than a dozen cavalrymen to run. However, the sword he waved was also aimed at the air.

However, more complex sneak attacks are still going on.

Even using a wooden fork stuck in grass as a weapon, the Russian warriors suddenly came out to poke the horses down, and their companions carrying battle axes and swords suddenly came out and killed the enemy while the cavalry fell.

The Ross warriors were sprayed with blood. They dropped the bodies and started looking for new targets.

However, they say that the layout of the fishing village is really complicated if it is said to be complex, and it is really simple if it is said to be simple.

The cross of the monastery is a perfect symbol for both sides in the secret war. When the retreat horn is heard, the brothers first run towards the monastery, then continue to run north to the river to get the reserved long boat and escape intact.

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In the cramped environment, the cavalry had no advantage. Quentin was so angry that all the cavalry simply rushed straight to the monastery.

Only the monastery is located in the open space in the middle of the fishing village. Cavalry began to gather here, waiting for Quentin to arrive here to organize. Everyone was miserable, and they didn’t know where the enemy came from. Now neither the people nor the horses were armored.

The horseman became a huge living target, and the enemy's bows and arrows were indeed sharp.

Just as Quentin was rectifying his beaten subordinates, a horn sound with a strange rhythm came to his ears.

The horn has extremely strong penetrating power, and blowing it at different rhythms means different signals.
To be continued...