The city lord Jonathan kept circling in the study with his hands behind his back, the anxious look on his face could not be concealed, and he said to himself, "How come there are so many, where did they come from, are they really the holy corpses?"
It shouldn’t be, it can’t be, it’s impossible.”
"No, I don't believe it!"
"No, no, no, now is not the time to think about this. We have to call the noble knight back. If that guy comes back with so many skeletons..."
"Yes, it's probably not too late to call back!"
Jonathan made a decision, summoned his closest servant, and whispered a few instructions very quickly.
The servant nodded repeatedly, quickly left the study, took out a fast horse from the city lord's palace, jumped on the horse, raised his whip and galloped out of the city lord's palace.
The guard guarding the door just looked at the servant with a slightly strange look. When he recognized that the servant was the city lord, he said no more and went about his duties as a sentry.
The attendants rushed all the way out of the inner city, the outer city, and into the wilderness.
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On the hillside a few kilometers away from the undead team, hundreds of people were waiting in formation. The three noble knights led by them were wearing heavy knight armor, with one-handed knight swords at their waists. Even their horses were covered in heavy armor.
Standing high and looking far away, they could easily see things in the distance on the hillside, and a long team appeared in their sight.
"Is it that team?" A knight looked at the mighty team and asked two noble knight companions beside him.
"No, Lord Jonathan said that the opponent only has a few hundred people, so the team is obviously more than a few hundred people." Another knight responded uncertainly.
They were far away and couldn't find out the exact number, but they could still distinguish between groups of hundreds or thousands.
That long team was obviously not just a few hundred people, just like Jonathan said.
Could it be a caravan?
Large-scale caravans are not uncommon. After all, they have to cross the wilderness, and safety is only in large numbers. There are often thousands of caravans traveling between various cities in the Angli Kingdom.
But they haven't heard of any large caravan passing through Sundburg City recently.
"No, I feel that that team is what Lord Jonathan said. No one else will pass by here at this time. Even if there are, Lord Jonathan will stop them." The last knight analyzed.
The other two knights said nothing and looked at him speechlessly.
This guy’s emotional intelligence is somewhat low!
That was a team of thousands of people. Their total number of people was only a few hundred, and there were quite a few serf soldiers in them.
Jonathan asked them to come over to help deal with a group of strange thugs, saying that there were hundreds of thugs. They came. The reason why they came was because there were only a few hundred thugs!
As noble knights, they have expensive equipment and professional bonuses. They are different from mortals. They are professional combatants. One against ten would be an insult to them. For fully equipped heavy armored cavalry, one against a hundred would be an insult.
Base!
It is normal for a dozen heavily armored knights to directly attack the rioting serfs of more than a thousand people.
Three to four hundred thugs, the three heavily armored knights combined with the light cavalry attendants, foot combat attendants, and serf soldiers were enough to handle them easily.
They have done this kind of thing many times. The thugs are usually just ordinary people who are more ruthless. If you deal with them, you can solve the problem in minutes.
But it's different when the opponent has thousands of people. It can't be done by three heavy armored cavalry. It takes more than a dozen to charge into the formation, and it can be done by coordinating with other units.
No matter how strong the three of them are, they would not dare to attack a team of thousands of people. They are not going to charge into the formation, they are looking for death. Once they are surrounded by thugs and their horses lose mobility, they will probably be lost in the thugs' team.
In it.
Every heavy cavalryman is a treasure of the kingdom. They are nobles and nobles who enjoy a good life. How could they just hand over their lives to thugs casually?
Stop being funny.
Obviously things had gone beyond expectations. If no one said anything, they would treat the group as a caravan and let it pass. Even if someone pursued it later, it would not matter. At that time, they were talking about hundreds of thugs, not thousands.
But now that someone has brought it up, there is no way around it. If you don't do something and just let thousands of thugs leave, you will be called a coward, and you will not be able to mix in the knight circle.
Aristocrats don't value just that little bit of face.
"Then... what should we do now? Charge into the formation?" The knight who spoke first was a little undecided and asked tentatively.
"Charge thousands of people?" Another knight added.
The two of them still looked at the last knight, who had just suggested that it was a team of thugs.
The meaning of the two people is very obvious. You should be sensible and take back your words. We are still good friends. We can turn around and leave with our own people, return to our own fiefdom and enjoy life happily.
Obviously, the last knight was a fool and did not understand what the two meant. Instead, he laughed loudly and said, "Bravery is a beautiful quality of knights. Death on the battlefield is the best destination for knights. How can we do it because of that?"
The number of enemies and betraying one’s own character!”
My mother!
This guy is a fool!
His dad is not like this.
I'm really blind, how can I pass the position of knight to such a guy.
The faces of the two knights were covered by metal masks, otherwise you could see that their expressions were distorted, and they were trying their best to resist the urge to curse.
The so-called knight's moral character also depends on the situation, and there must be a flexible bottom line. You are not asked to be stupid and talk about moral character all the time.
Isn't it normal to run away if you can't fight? Preserving your strength is the most important thing, right?
Even though you know you can't beat someone, you still rush forward. This isn't called moral character. It's called risking death. It's something only a fool would do!
This third knight was just inherited. His father died a few months ago. Because of his extraordinary bravery, the position of a noble knight was given to him.
I'm afraid the dead old knight never thought that his son was indeed brave, but his brain was not very good and he was not very bright.
"Really want to rush?"
"Are you sure you want to rush?"
The two knights decided to make one last effort to wake up this silly boy.
Don't be stupid, this is a fatal matter, don't get too excited, be clear-headed, there is no need to throw away your life just because of a word from that guy Jonathan.
"Aren't you scared?" The young noble knight who had just inherited the title looked at the two of them suspiciously.
The two of them have been talking nonsense since just now.
Isn’t that team obvious?
There is nothing to be hesitant about. They came on the order of Jonathan, the Lord of Sonderburg. Isn’t it just to eliminate the thugs?
Now that I see the team of thugs, why are they hesitant again? They don't look like brave and brave knights at all.
Oh, it could also be because they are old and dying, just like their father before he died.
What a shame.
Knights should die in battle, not in bed.
A knight who dies of illness is not a good knight.
Thinking of this, the young noble knight said disdainfully, "If you are afraid, just leave by yourself. I will not leave. I am a real knight. I will let the thugs see the power of knights and let them understand that riots will never happen."
Neither will succeed, the Kingdom of Leon is protected by our knights!"
After the young noble knight finished speaking, he ignored the reactions of his two companions. Instead, he raised his knight's spear, motioned for his soldiers to follow him, and urged his war horses to slowly move down the hillside.
This guy with well-developed limbs, simple mind, and no experience!
The two knights cursed wildly in their hearts, but their aristocratic status prevented them from swearing like commoners, so they could only hold it in.
At this time, the two of them were riding a tiger.
They all received orders from Jonathan and came with people. They all advanced and retreated together. Now someone took the initiative to attack. If they watched helplessly or left, they would be inseparable from the investigation later.
The two looked at each other and saw helplessness in each other's eyes.
Yes, let's go with you.
We can't just let this kid go on his own. He still needs to be managed. Whether he can beat him or not is another matter.
These two knights are both around forty years old. They have been noble knights for some years and know a lot about the twists and turns.
It is not uncommon for young people like this to fight for knightly virtues and dream of dying on the battlefield.
The results are basically the same, either they fulfilled their dreams in the first battle, or they gave up on their dreams after being traumatized.
I really thought it would be easy for the weak to defeat the strong. That was a team of several thousand people. They might not even be able to survive if they charged in. So of course there is something to be said for such a battle.
If there are more than a dozen heavy cavalry who can charge into the formation and have hope of victory, the strategy is to charge the heavy cavalry and directly destroy the opponent's momentum. Then the light cavalry servants will follow closely behind and kill them with bows and arrows to create opportunities for the heavy cavalry.
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Wait until the opponent's formation is in chaos, then let the infantry work together to defeat the opponent in one fell swoop.
But it is obviously difficult to win now, so there is no need to think so much, just lead everyone into the battle, and when the situation is not good, take advantage of the chaos and escape quickly!
Light cavalry servants are generally servants who have been following their master for several years. They have a common understanding with their master. The other party will definitely know this way of charging into the formation, and they will retreat with their master as soon as possible, leaving those stupid serf soldiers to be killed by the other party as the rear guard.
cannon fodder to cover the evacuation of noble knights and light cavalry.
In this way, although the battle failed, the noble cavalry still fought "heroically" and defeated the strong with the weak, and also lost a large number of serf soldiers. Not only would they not be punished by the kingdom, but they would also be rewarded for their "bravery".
It's just that this approach is very dangerous and there is a risk that you can't escape, so it's better not to use it if you can.
This time there is a stupid boy, so it is impossible to use this method.
The two of them have already planned that when this battle is over, they will not only receive a compensation from the kingdom, but also receive a sum from Jonathan. In the end, even that stupid boy cannot let go and must take it from him.
Just grab the money from here.
Since you are so fierce, you must suffer the consequences!
The two knights had made up their minds.
The young noble knight didn't know anything. The only thing he had was his superior force. He didn't know any tactics at all. In his mind, fighting was about fighting together, so the team he led was called chaos. He himself was in the final battle.
In front, the light cavalry attendants and the foot warriors were mixed together, and the speed of the war horses could not be increased at all.
The noble knights ran farther and farther in front, but the lines of the teams behind were stretched apart.
The speed of the infantry cannot be compared with the cavalry, and the light cavalry attendants are interfered by the infantry, so it is very difficult to catch up.
The two noble knights at the rear were much stronger than them. At least they were organized. Seeing the appearance of the young noble knight, I couldn't help but sigh. After passing this test, this kid had learned a lot.
Under the scolding of the noble knights, the young noble knights regrouped and followed the two noble knights to the battlefield.
The young noble knight held a knight's spear in his hand and rode a heavily armored horse. He led the way and headed straight for the front line.
Elena, who was on top of the Giant Elephant Fortress, was the first to notice the team coming from a distance, and said doubtfully, "Hey, someone is coming! They're riding a horse!"
When Torento heard this, he curiously leaned over to take a look. When he saw it, he suddenly frowned and said, "Knight! It's a knight! Master, there is a knight coming towards us."
Putting down the fruit in his hand, Li Ziyu came to the window and looked out at the knights leading the way, followed by hundreds of people, blinking his eyes, "What does this mean? Why don't I understand?"
Let’s talk about attacking. You are so far away from the team and working alone. Do you think you are the second master Guan or do you think you are Lu Bu?
You want to say that they are not here to attack you, but what does it mean that hundreds of people came from Wuyangyang?
I don't understand, it's very weird.
The knights were rushing towards the undead team, but the more they drove, the more something was wrong. The clearer the team on the opposite side was, the bigger their eyes became.
Wait, what is that, an elephant?!
No, it doesn’t seem to be an elephant. Even an elephant would be too huge!
The two noble knights in the rear had begun to slow down, with frightened looks on their faces.
Such a huge thing is not something they can handle at this level.
However, the young noble knight in front was still running wildly with his head down, completely unaware that the team behind them was trying to keep the distance between them. The speed was getting slower and slower, and the distance became farther.
Li Ziyu in the Giant Elephant Fortress didn't understand what these people were here for, so he ordered the Gale Rangers who were on alert outside not to attack yet but to be on alert.
The Gale Rangers were very obedient and did not attack the noble knight who started to accelerate. They just circled up and prepared to intercept. They could not let the opponent rush forward like this.
But the Gale Rangers don't attack the noble knights, but that doesn't mean the noble knights won't attack them.
Facing the Gale Ranger coming to intercept him, the young knight pointed his spear at the flat end and accelerated suddenly at the Gale Ranger blocking the road ahead.
"For Leon! For Sundberg! Kill——"
Although there was only one person, he still shouted with great momentum, um, tragic momentum.
The young noble knight launched a charge towards the Wind Ranger without hesitation.
The Gale Ranger faithfully carried out the order and did not attack the young knight, nor did he give up his position, but stayed in front of him.
The two sides collided, and the knight's spear, which was more than four meters long, pierced the Wind Ranger.
The quality of the spear was very strong. It pierced the shell of the ranger directly, penetrated deeply into it, and even hurt the undead inside. The young knight let go of the spear in his hand, pulled out the knight's sword, and continued to move forward without hesitation.
Rushing towards the giant elephant fortress that was incomparably huge to him.
"What the hell?" Li Ziyu was stunned by the scene in front of him.
What the hell is this idiot?!
You really came to attack me!
"Kill him." Li Ziyu ordered with a cold face.
I was actually fooled by a fool, what a shame!
Several Gale Rangers immediately caught up with the young knight from behind. No matter how fast the horses were, they couldn't compare to the Gale Rangers that were specially designed to increase speed.
To deal with this kind of guy, the Gale Ranger didn't even need to use a gun. He directly turned on the wind-controlled fish-scale blade, used the wind jet to accelerate, and flashed past the young knight.
With blood flowing all over the sky, the young knight fulfilled his dream, proved his bravery, and used his life to fulfill the saying that a knight should die on the battlefield.
The two knights and hundreds of soldiers at the rear were stunned.