Chapter 442: .Bestur's Gift

The horseshoes carefully crafted by the blacksmith hit on the flat ground, and the slightly soft soil layer slightly sags, leaving the heavy hoof marks, trampled by more horseshoes, and gradually merged into one piece.
1ooo famous Mamluk lined up in a rectangular queue, advancing side by side in an orderly manner.
Black and squeezed into pieces.
The breath of terror has spread out.
The ingenuity of the Salanders is undoubtedly revealed in this group of top 5 cavalry, just as they once did on the 6th of Calathia, holding up a good spear and not holding a two-handed iron rod in the waist, Prepare to charge like a sandstorm.
They will crush all obstacles, crush all opponents, and crush all enemies in front of them!
This is the pride of Mamluk!
It is far away.
Under the dark night, the end of the horizon.
Wutuo's figure has appeared there, it seems to be a wave of black lacquer, walking slowly through the night, the sound of footsteps has also been treated, it seems that the linen is wrapped around the feet, the degree is slightly slower, but concealed Very strong.
This group of thieves on the Resiston River can already be regarded as experts in sneak attacks.
But it's actually useless.
Sneak attacks have been made.
Kant's troops stood on the plains in situ.
1ooo celebrities with horses equipped with heavy armored Mamluks are arranged in a rectangle. 4oo famous Sarand riders on the left and right sides wear fine Sarande armor and ride only a layer of linen. Dema, standing by as an assault cavalry.
And on the outermost side, there are more than 3oo desert robbers, running back and forth.
This is Kant's Scout Cavalry.
It is also a herald.
The next battle is no longer a time when desert robbers need to play.
Previously in Death Penalty Mountain, a large number of desert robbers, these light cavalry, have been hit hard. They belong to the light cavalry. They simply don't have a good melee combat ability, so they also cause a lot of casualties.
Although in Kant's view, the half-devilized cavalry killed in a pile of life is already a victory.
But the number was severely reduced.
The desert robbers did not have the ability to charge in groups.
Otherwise, with 25oo desert robbers alone, as long as the excellent tactics are arranged, these six cavalry can be used to crush the 6ooo thieves on the plain, and there will never be more than a thousand casualties.
But for Kant, don't care.
Now he can do the same.
Destroy the thieves on the Ristniston River, and your casualties can even be controlled in the hundreds!
With the help of these 18oo cavalry behind him!
"grown ups."
Bestur opened his mouth: "They are here."
"Huh." Kant nodded calmly, looking up, the black tide-like figure on the horizon finally approached, but the speed was getting slower and slower. It seemed that the cavalrymen who were waiting here were also puzzled and puzzled.
The water thieves of the Resiston River are inherently cautious and will not come easily.
This is especially true now that Kant is ready.
just.
The bow did not turn back.
All these Resistonian pirates are fanatically imagining their beautiful life after having obtained so many treasures.
Now that they have been sneak attacked, they give up this hard-won action, which is definitely impossible, and even unable to retreat, they have been blinded by greed!
Retreating now, what about their future good life?
Impossible to retreat!
Only war!
This is exactly what Kant expected.
On the Resiston River, his naval arms may be fewer and weaker.
However, on the 6th floor, with absolute force, he wanted to defeat these pirates, most of which belonged to light infantry. It was simply easy. Even if the quantity was at a disadvantage, the quality was an absolute advantage!
To win more with less, for Kant, has been doomed, this is an absolute victory!
"Stopped across."
Bestur said: "Send someone to come, should want to negotiate."
"Negotiate?" Kant's mouth turned slightly, looking at the front of the thief troops, apparently the regular army pikemen and cavalry, shaking his head slightly: "They just want to come over to test what happened."
"How to do that?" Bestur looked at Kant: "Do I need to deal with it?"
"Ok."
Kant nodded: "Simply nod."
"Yes." With permission, Bestur smiled: "I will be very simple!"
As he said, he flicked the horse's belly and urged the crotch horse to move forward.
just in front.
In the troops of the thieves, there was also a horse coming.
It seems that it should be a knight of the Silver Plate Kingdom, with a little bit of pride, and close to Bestur: "Hey, strange troops, why do you appear here, I have to know the aristocrats of the Eastern County, I don’t know at all. Know which nobleman the flag is on you."
"Oh, don't you know us?" Bestur smiled.
"of course."
The knight said proudly: "We are the troops of the Silver Plate Kingdom, why should we know the nobles of your prince of the lion?" As he said, his eyes were somewhat ridiculed: "You are just a group of lambs to be slaughtered."
"This is really interesting." Bestur still smiled calmly: "So what do you want?"
"Let's get closer."
The knight smiled greedily: "I know you have acquired a lot of property~EbookFREE.me~ Now you need to contribute, you know, it’s not me telling you now, nor the garbage-like water behind me The thief told you."
"Who is that?" Bestur asked.
"All the nobles of the Silver Plate Kingdom!"
He condensed his voice and pointed to Bestur: "You little guy, you need to know what the power of the Silver Plate Kingdom is, even if it is the Principality of the Lions, you must tremble under the threat of the Silver Plate Kingdom!"
"Oh, it's really shocking." Bestur nodded, but mocked his lips: "I want to give you a gift."
"I like to be precious."
The knight thought Bestur was weak, and suddenly showed a greedy smile.
Fatty tongue licking lips:
If it’s a golden eagle, I think I’ll excuse you, and I can even recommend you to join the kingdom of the silver plate and become a knight of this powerful kingdom, just like me, to gain the fear of the lion’s principality. , Just because I stand behind the Kingdom of the Silver Plate, this powerful kingdom."
"of course."
Bestur moved forward, but his hand grabbed towards the machete around his waist.
In this knight's unbelievable gaze, with the sound of the blade passing through the scabbard, a graceful snow appeared in the void, almost crossing the tip of his nose in a sensitive manner, from top to bottom.
"what--"
The knight suddenly felt the tip of his nose cool.
But immediately, a light of blood appeared in front of him, and he reached out unconsciously to touch it. A severe pain took his mind. The whole person covered his nose and screamed in pain on the horse's back, because it was just that. In the knife light, his nose has been cut off.
Bestur looked at his embarrassed appearance and shattered the blood on his blade: "This is my gift, do you like it?"
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