"In the name of mercy, I give you a chance to lay down your arms and surrender!" The knight held a flag and shouted to the people below from a higher ground.
"Go back and take me to say hello to your lord." Hank pulled out his sword, raised his head and shouted to the other party.
The knight shook his head, as if he had expected this, and the figure on horseback disappeared from the high ground. "Why don't you surrender?" Hadesh couldn't help but ask.
"Did you only learn to surrender under Grudin?" The older scout turned back and glanced at him with his gray-brown eyes.
Hadesh was speechless. He didn't know the identity of the old man who was talking to him. He should be one of the young lord's men - I heard he was also a mercenary, and he was one of the first people to follow him. It seemed that he was also a mercenary.
They are one of the people from the 'Red Copper Dragon'. However, Hadesh is a little distrustful of this statement. In his opinion, this old man looks like the most professional soldier. He was the first to discover it a few days ago.
After noticing the movement of Denel's army in the forest, he led them to escape.
Speaking of which, the knight Pallas on the opposite side is indeed well-deserved. In the attack that day, he dared to use the mountain people as the vanguard. The mountain people are good at fighting in the forest. It is said that when they march in the forest, they move like migrating deer-meaning unless they are
Experienced 'hunters', otherwise it will be difficult to find their traces.
Hadesh already knew that this sentence was not an exaggeration. There were all experienced veterans in the outpost that day, but no one noticed the movement in the forest. Except for the old man in front of him, Hadesh couldn't help but look at
The other party thought that if this old guy was a scout, he must be the best one.
But the old man didn't take it seriously and knocked on his chest with his hand: "Stand up, young man. There is nothing to be afraid of. Abandoning people like Grudin is the most correct choice in your life. Now you are a real
If you are a warrior, you must show me the courage of a warrior——"
There was a burst of laughter from the scouts, but fortunately they could still laugh at this time. The mountain people arrived first and dragged them in the forest until today, they finally fell into a circle surrounded by several knights of Count Jean Denel.
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Hadesh blushed a little. In fact, he also knew that he had made a mistake. Although he was forced to surrender to the young lord. But Earl Denel would still regard him as a traitor. Others could surrender, but he had no choice.
There is room for him. Speaking of which, he was originally a brave man, but his original firm will gradually weakened under Grudin's hands.
He took a breath, and his mind hardened like a sword in his hand.
The older scout was scolding the others: "Why are you laughing? Get ready for battle——"
More than 20 riders faced in various directions. The recruits were probably frightened to death in such a desperate situation, but these knights looked calm, breathing evenly, and their whole bodies were tense, as if they were looking for opportunities in the predicament.
Wild beasts waiting for an opportunity to break out are generally dangerous.
"Pay attention to the direction of the opponent's attack and look for opportunities to break out." The old man's sharp eyes patrolled the surroundings of the forest like an alert beast, and he issued orders in a low voice to this group of his temporary subordinates.
There was a sharp sound in the cold air, and Hadesh felt a rider beside him fall off his horse. He quickly grabbed the guy and fixed him on the horse. After the sound of an arrow, the feather arrows in the forest were like
Locusts came in overwhelming numbers, and their ears were filled with a swishing sound.
When Hadesh was distracted, an arrow had already been shot at his face. But there was already a knight beside him who had already drawn out his sword and flew away the arrow, and there was a banging sound in the scout team. If it had been changed.
The infantry privately recruited by the nobles may have collapsed in such an environment. They either stayed in place in fear, or ran away aimlessly. But all the scouts, including Hadesh, immediately felt the shooting from both sides.
Relatively thin.
Hank whistled, and he and his horse turned around in the middle of the team, pointing his sword. The riders understood the idea, and the more than 20 people and horses turned around beautifully without too much commotion or collision.
, kill directly to the right.
On the high ground, Knight Wilson felt chilled in his heart. According to the intelligence, it was a group of rebels who killed Grudin and occupied Fir City, but looking at the quality of the scouts below, how did they look like rebels? They were among the best in the kingdom.
The regular army did not have this quality either. I just hoped that this was just a chance encounter for him. He immediately ordered his attendants to pass the order for the knights to attack. The archers on both sides would definitely not be able to block the impact of those guys. Although the order was passed on, Wilson
But I felt vaguely uneasy in my heart.
The first thing to emerge from the forest was the infantry. The infantry privately recruited by the nobles held their spears high. Although they could not form a formation in the forest, they still posed a great threat to the riders. Hadesh leaned back to avoid a spear aimed at him.
The thrusting spear and the blade of the long sword in his hand passed directly through the guy's neck.
It was the long-lost feeling of a sharp sword splitting the fragile throat bone, and blood splashed out like rain. The nerves in Hadesh's whole body were tense. He turned his head to avoid blood splashing into his eyes.
On the other side, he saw with his own eyes that a rider had two spears stabbed into his abdomen and back. The guy had invited him to drink a day or two ago - although the wine didn't taste very good, Hadesh remembered it very well.
It was clear that the opponent was a mercenary. At this moment, the mercenary was already dying. He still grabbed the reins and drove the horse forward. He kept sprinting forward and bumped into the noble soldier.
The noble soldier flew out as if he had no bones. Then the mercenary and the horse fell down together. Hadesh saw that the mercenary was hunched next to the horse's back, already dead.
Hadsh couldn't help but take a deep breath when he saw this, and slashed the three people in front of him in succession. The noble infantry was at the lower level of black iron at most, and some were white. He didn't need to pay too much attention to these threats due to the difference in strength. But there were so many people in the forest.
At that moment, a whistle was heard, and the sound of horse hooves sounded on the right wing. A dozen knights suddenly broke through the fog between the mountains and forests and appeared from that direction.
"Turn around and face the enemy!" the old man's voice sounded from behind.
The situation suddenly became dangerous. The scouts were already trapped in a tight siege. Only a dozen of the more than 20 cavalrymen who broke through the encirclement were left. Moreover, the noble infantry, which had been demoralized, regained its strength after receiving the support of the cavalry. These
The guy tried to contain them so that they could not escape to face the opponent's newly added cavalry.
But just when others were unable to escape, a dark shadow had already stood out; Hadsh saw the old scout snatching the spear from a noble infantryman and then knocking him down with a sword, and the other man turned his horse around.
He actually charged towards those knights with a spear in hand.
One person and one rider, as if they were carrying forward the momentum of those champion knights in the arena.
Not only Hadesh, but all the knights in Denel were shocked. They were all light cavalry. When had they ever seen such a fierce charge? When they were stunned, they had already been hit by the old scout. Charge.
The knight at the front only let out half of his scream before it suddenly stopped, and he was directly thrown away by the spear.
However, the spears used by infantry were not originally used for mounted combat. The huge impact directly caused the spears to snap and break. Hank ran headlong into the opponent's camp - the sword in his hand was immediately unsheathed, and with a bang
The sword knocked the other knight off his horse.
Hadesh almost bit off his own tongue. In his opinion, the old man's strength was not much higher. At most, the Black Iron Shangyou was about the same as him, but not everyone could do this action in one go.
"This guy used to be from that army?" This idea immediately came to his mind. Even if Eruin was a front-line legion, he could not cultivate such excellent soldiers.
Especially the aura of having experienced hundreds of battles is definitely not something that ordinary people can fake.
He suddenly reacted and shouted to the other policemen behind him: "Bows and arrows, bows and arrows! Cover him!"
Without needing to be reminded, several riders had already taken off their longbows from behind. The knights of Jean Denel, whose charge was blocked by Hank, were about to surround the old man, but several feathers shot through the air.
The arrows immediately disrupted their formation.
Hank seized the opportunity to rush out from behind the thin cavalry formation. The old man immediately turned back and raised his sword, nodding to his colleagues.
"Seize the opportunity and charge over there to break through!" Hadesh seemed to be possessed by a god at this moment, and he understood the other party's meaning in an instant. He felt that the blood in his body was burning, and the secretion of adrenaline accelerated, making his eyes red.
Blood, he drew his sword forward, and dozens of riders behind him cheered in unison.
The aristocratic infantry could no longer stop these crazy scout knights, and Count Jean Denel's knights had just sorted out their disrupted formation when evenly matched opponents were already coming towards them...
When Knight Wilson saw this scene, his vision almost went dark. He originally thought he had caught a piece of fat, but unexpectedly he was kicked into an iron plate. With more than a hundred men and more than a dozen cavalry, he was unable to surround him.
There were more than twenty people, and at least half of them were allowed to run away.
"Go to hell! Veterans of the November War, how can we fight this battle!?"
Wilson is the most capable knight under Pallas. Due to his rich combat experience in fighting against the mountain people all year round, he may not necessarily look down on the rebels, or even the regular army of Eruin. But this time, Wilson
I am convinced that I have never fought such a weird battle in my life.
He was much more knowledgeable than Hadesh. As soon as Hank took action, he recognized that he was definitely a veteran of the November War. More than half of the veterans of the November War who survived had fucking held candles.
Fire Emblem, if not a knight, would have at least half of his fiefdom. How could there be such a person among these rebels?
Wilson couldn't help but feel chills all over, thinking that he and his lord had fallen into a huge conspiracy.
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Just when Wilson was heartbroken for the loss of his men, a steady stream of reports had been sent to Pallas, who was in charge of the army, through the scout knights on the front line. This time, although the old knight formed a coalition with two colleagues,
But with his rich combat experience, the other two knights can at best be his deputies.
The only person who could stand on an equal footing with him in this war was Madala's famous general. Although Tagus was not young compared to humans, he was still considered a younger generation in Madala.
During this Black Rose War, Madara's younger generation of generals emerged one after another, shining like stars in the sky.
Although the old knight Pallas joined forces with the opponent, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Compared to Madara, his homeland Eruin seemed like a dying old man, lifeless.
For some reason, the old knight suddenly remembered the 'enemy' standing opposite him. I heard he was also a young man. Suddenly, Pallas became somewhat interested in his opponent.
But this interest cannot shake the old knight's will. The reports sent from the front line indicate that the vanguard has already fought with the opponent's sentries. To be honest, the exchange ratio is not ideal. Most of the reports are miserable victories, and even some are partial.
The battle was actually lost.
You know, they have an absolute advantage in terms of military strength.
The opponent's combat effectiveness was beyond his expectation, but this still did not make Pallas feel troublesome. Regardless of the losses, at least the opponent's sentries were forced to withdraw north of the Grass River, and the tactical goal had been achieved.
The next step is to capture Grasse Ferry and cross the river.
