Convenient information communication is a pain point in most eras. Not everyone has a link network that ignores space restrictions like Zhou Qingfeng.
Beyond a distance of fifty meters, a normal person's speech would be like performing a pantomime. It would be more convenient to use tools such as horns to communicate within short distances.
War in the era of cold weapons has this difficulty. Once the troops are scattered, it will be difficult to get them back. Therefore, the reserve team is very important.
Exxon dispersed more than a hundred of his trumpet men, and if he wanted to gather them again, he had to blow the trumpet. But Tias's brass trumpet couldn't blow for some reason. He could only use the few remaining men around him as messengers.
Then send them out again.
Tias also had to leave the road and ride his horse northwest. He wanted to contact the knight teams in the two villages and pull the people back.
It's only a few hundred meters away, not that far.
Along a dirt road, passing through a fence covered with vines, there were two headless corpses lying at the entrance of the village. There was a sinuous flow of blood, and there were messy horse hoof prints around the corpses, heading towards the village.
The head of the corpse was rolled in a smelly ditch, and the grinning face showed the fear before death. Judging from the appearance, the dead person was a member of the village.
Since following Lord Exon to Green Valley Town, Tias has become numb to this scene. The noble Lord hates the low-class untouchables like lice and wishes to eliminate them all.
As the horses rode over the corpses, shouts and curses arose one after another in the village. From time to time, people ran around in panic, only to be overtaken by horses or arrows.
A knight came out of a broken house, and his attendant was holding two chickens in his hands. A farmer was lying in the yard of the house, covered in blood.
"Tias, what are you doing here?" The knight who came out was surprised. Because this rookie should stay with the lord.
"There is an emergency, and Sir Sir asked me to call you back to the team." Tias said.
"Wait a moment, we are busy." The knight and the attendant laughed and went to another farmhouse. They did not take the emergency situation seriously at all.
The 'rookie' opened his mouth, knowing that it was useless to shout. These knights were higher than him in terms of seniority and rank, and they would not listen to him at all.
In essence, military nobles at all levels are no different from the serf soldiers at the bottom. Once they are out of the sight of high-ranking nobles, they cannot be expected to obey orders obediently.
Whether it is Exxon or Tias, they do not expect to gather the personnel immediately. It would be good to complete the work within an hour.
If these gangsters are angered, they will even hide to prevent the ordering soldiers from finding them, or even openly disobey orders.
Tias had no choice but to go find the other knights, hoping to pass on the orders one by one. But he had not gone far when a shrill scream came from behind him.
Was any other unlucky villager killed?
The 'rookie' looked back, sighed and continued walking in the dilapidated village. But when he reached the center of the village, an ownerless war horse jumped out of the thorns.
The horse is fully saddled, but the rider is missing.
This is so strange. Which knight let his horse run away?
Tias stepped forward to grab the horse and looked around among the messy village houses, trying to find its owner. However, a gust of wind blew through the village, which was originally full of crying, and it became quiet.
It's heart-breaking.
"Hey...whose war horse is not tied up?" Tias shouted, but no one paid attention. He could only walk in the direction where the horses came, and when he turned the corner, he saw a
The peasant woman sat down in the corner.
Seeing Tias in armor, the peasant woman screamed and cried, crying for life. He frowned and asked: "Where is the master riding this horse?"
After asking this question several times, the trembling peasant woman stretched out her hand tremblingly and pointed in the direction.
Tias turned his head and looked over, but found nothing at first. After looking for a long time, he recognized that a corpse that fell not far away was different.
Unlike other untouchable corpses in tattered clothing, this corpse wore a helmet and armor, and held a sword in his hand. But there was a deep cut on his back, right in the middle of his vest.
"Damn it, this is murder, you all must die." Tias recognized the identity of the corpse and became furious. He drew out his sword and was about to ask the peasant woman who did it.
The moment he turned around, a figure jumped out from the roof of the thatched house in the village, grabbed a light crossbow, aimed at Tias, and shot out with a whoosh.
Tias turned around just in time, swung his sword, the blade clanked, and the fired crossbow bolt flew past his shoulder. He was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat. When he looked at the roof, he saw a small halfling.
The other person was rewinding the string and making faces at him.
Crossbow arrow?
Raider?
These guys actually came again in broad daylight.
Tias roared, immediately got on his horse, and fled quickly while his opponent was winding up. As he ran away, he shouted: "The enemy is attacking, the enemy is attacking, gather quickly."
The village was quiet just a moment ago, but in the blink of an eye it was in chaos. A knight rushed out with a sword in both hands, trying to join Tias. However, he was blocked by a human ranger carrying a tower shield.
The knight called Tias to come over for help, and even waved the half-meter-long light blade of his two-handed sword, but it was still unable to break through the ranger's tower shield.
Tias hesitated for a while whether to help? But a sharp arrow shot from a short distance, penetrated the armor, and hit the knight's vest.
In the blink of an eye as the horses met, Tias saw a beautiful female elf standing about 20 meters away. The long bow and arrows in her hands were shining brightly, and each arrow could severely damage or even kill the target.
There were only about ten knights in a team. They were scattered in a village and could not form a joint force. They were easily surrounded and attacked by their opponents. Some knights stumbled out and were severely beaten.
In a panic, Tias lay on his horse and galloped away without caring about others. He had to pray that the female elf just killed the other knights and wouldn't come looking for him.
When they were about to leave the village entrance, the knight who had caught the chicken when he entered the village jumped out. The other party's attendant had already fallen to the ground with a broken stomach. He stopped in the middle of the road in panic and shouted: "Tias, good boy, hurry up
Take me with you."
Tias did not slow down at all. Instead, he whipped his horse whip hard, causing the horse to run faster, knocking away the knight blocking the road.
At the moment of impact, the horse's speed and direction changed slightly, causing a sharp arrow flying from behind to miss Tias's head and hit his butt instead.
The moment he was hit by the arrow, Tias didn't react at all. He just ran away as fast as possible. But the half-elf archer who was aiming at him was extremely upset and apologized to Hilly, who was in charge of the scene.
"It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter if you let one of them go." Hilly held the magic bow and looked at the escaping horses with disdain. "Let's go to the next village. There are more scum that we need to deal with."
After escaping outside the village, Tias looked back and saw that no one was chasing him. His heart palpitations relaxed a little. He continued to shout loudly: "Sir, Lord Exxon. There is someone in the village over there..."
It is said that the noble Lord is waiting for his men to come back in the middle of the road.
But Tias saw a person slowly standing up opposite the lord, and a demiplane space opened behind him, and a mechanical dragon crawled out of it with great power.
Lord Exxon stood ready, riding his horse and holding his sword, raising his momentum in the hope of fighting to the death.
With just one look, Tias knew that Sir Alex had no chance of survival. He simply turned his horse's head and quickly passed through the fields beside the road. From the beginning to the end, he only had time to boost Sir Alex's morale...
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"Sir, don't worry, I will take care of your wife and children!"