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The chaos on the wharf soon sent back a letter. The builder of Salander rescued a dozen sailors and a noble Salander from the broken boat that was almost broken in two. The fat man who received the report took Nila , Went to the pier in person to take a look,
The sight in front made the fat man startle. This warship from Hutu Beien area, the entire bow was almost planted into the port dam next to it, and the other end was bizarrely bent. At first glance, the keel was broken. ,
The brown hull collapsed most of the way from the position of the front of the boat due to violent impact. Two dozen-meter-long masts were slanted crosswise and pressed against the almost cracked hull. Countless pieces of broken wooden boards floated in different sizes. In the sea water of the port,
Not far from the wreckage of the hull, the fat man saw several Salander workers, pointing in a circle, pointing at something. In the middle of them, a middle-aged man in aristocratic costume was sitting on the ground with a decadent face, legs Wrapped in white bandages, but the dead gray on his face, it seems that he has not turned back from the fear just now
"It's Uncle Oleg from Hu Tubeen" Nilai saw a surprised cry from the middle-aged nobleman sitting on the ground, and quickly ran over the fat man, seeming to hear a familiar voice, and the middle-aged man sitting on the ground The man looked up suspiciously and saw Nilai who was running hurriedly.
"Yes, Miss Nilai?" Middle-aged looked at Nilai in disbelief, his eyes were restored, and he seemed to see a savior, trying to stand up, but his leg injury made him grin straight. , Tried a few times, and did not stand up from the ground, again a wail from the mouth
"How could you sail at night in an area without a lighthouse, that was the most dangerous thing at sea?" Nilai ran anxiously, supporting the middle-aged nobleman, his face full of eagerness, and asked repeatedly, "Is it my uncle's Hu?" What happened to Enbeitu, otherwise, you don’t need to go sailing at night. This channel is the most dangerous area in the northern waters. In the absence of a lighthouse, most of the ships will be suddenly lost because of getting lost. The storm that swallowed"
Hearing Nilai mentioning Huen Beitu, the middle-aged man's face suddenly became as ugly as gray, seemingly losing his last courage, and his voice trembled. "I also know that this road is very dangerous. If it is not absolutely necessary, I I also chose to sail at night, but now Hu Tubei is in danger. If there is no reinforcements, tomorrow’s sun will not shine on Hu Tubein’s face.

"What happened to Hu Tu Beien" The fat man seemed to perceive and suddenly asked
"Last night, six castles in southern Hutuban were attacked by unidentified troops at the same time. In order to avoid isolation, Lord Duke Pointe hurriedly led 5,000 people in the city to rescue,
This morning, we learned from the broken army that we escaped. Except for the escape of more than a hundred people, all the others died in battle. Not only were all six castles in the south lost, but even the head of the Duke of Lords was also killed by the evil Normandy. People hung on the military flag, now Hu Tu Beien, just an empty defenseless city
"If there is no reinforcements, the tens of thousands of Hu Tu Beien will be over. You know those Normandy people, they will kill everyone." The middle-aged aristocrat squatted down with his hands covered, covering his face with hands, With a crying voice in his voice, he cried exhaustedly
"My uncle is dead." Nilai's body was shaking, her pretty face suddenly turned pale, and she had lost her mother since childhood. She has always regarded Duke Burnt as the only bond with her mother's memory, but now, this bond is broken. After losing his father, his mother’s family will also be destroyed, and he has since become a real orphan
"Do you know who led the army?" The fat man asked seriously, Hu Tu Beien was in the southern part of Vic City, only a few miles away. If it was attacked there, it would be not far from Vic City. Off
"According to the soldiers who fled back, they saw a silver goshawk battle flag." Ogley's face was horrified, as if he remembered something, and his voice trembled.
"It's an eagle falcon" Nilai's face immediately became extremely ugly
"Falcon Fighting Rider?" The fat man picked in the corner of his eyes. From the look of Nilai, he knew that this army's reputation is not small.
Nilai took a deep breath and saw the fat man's puzzled face, his eyes flashing, full of hatred in his teeth. "The falcon is the most sturdy cavalry in the Normandy army. Their commander is Cang, one of the seven commanders. Eagle Aweize is also the most hated enemy of our Sarandons."
Nilai's voice paused and continued, "It is only him who can rush to defenders of 6 castles in a night, and can also defeat the 5,000 reinforcements brought by his uncle. In the last battle, it was him With a single blow, in a frontal collision, the left wing composed of 3,000 horses of Munuk cavalry was defeated, which led to the defeat of the main force of the kingdom."
"Eagle Fighting Horse, a little bit interesting" The fat man looked up his head with a fistful look, clenched his fists, looking at the black sky in the distance in his eyes, a wave of waves appeared in his heart,
This time, along with a large number of merchant ships, in addition to supplies, there are two of the most elite southern flag regiments. These fighters are veterans with more than 2 years of age. They are the real elite of Samor, special in fat people. Under authorization, this is the only army equipped with the most infantry crossbows and double-barbed spears
"Krudel" the fat man suddenly turned seriously, and said to the two guard squadrons who were following behind him, "I immediately sent a hurricane scout, the target, Hu Tu Beien, I want to find out what was there before dawn.
Yes, adults, a capable, thin-cheeked guard captain whispered, carrying several scout cavalry wearing light armour, galloping out of the gate of Vic City like a hurricane, and the horseshoe disappeared into the dark night. in
The sudden attack of Hu Tu Beien made the fat man a bit surprised. According to common sense, the Normans should board 6 near Vic City, but they turned around and turned away from the trap arranged near Vic City. Attacked Hu Tu Beien who had no problems,
"The other party should have touched something inadvertently, so he hit Hu Tu Beien." The fat man muttered secretly.
In the middle of the night, a drizzle of rain fell over the city of Vic. "Wow" raindrops hit the marble steps just paved in the city hall. A burst of white water splashed on the steps. The whole building was in this piece. In the clear rain, it turns into a hazy and beautiful landscape
Nilai put down the curtains in her hand, her eyes dignified, her face pale,
On the Guangping along the hall of the road, a team of black armor guards covered with brown waterproof felt patrol back and forth on the ground, their footsteps neatly stepped like a low muffled thunder rolling in the rain and twilight,
At the large iron gate of the far mansion, the iron railings on the blue gate had been washed away by the rain. The hundreds of guards responsible for the guard duty were covered with waterproof felt cloaks. Their standing figures had turned into fuzzy rainwater. One fixed black dot,
Since the scouts sent out hurried back in the middle of the night, the fat man who had been giggling has suddenly become busy. Not only did the entire city declare martial law, all the workers were withdrawn into the city, and more than a dozen teams of scouts were sent.
From the completed gate of the city, through the firelight, a large number of soldiers wearing black armor could be seen. Although the rain was cold under the sky, these soldiers entering the city did not seem to notice the strange, straight and neat queues. Nilai, who used to be on the battlefield, also felt scaly
"This is the real falcon claws" Nilai secretly said, this is the real elite, no wonder that the rise of the Wikiia kingdom is so fast, compared with the guards of the former Duke's House, it is simply a heaven and an underground.
"Tap"
The two horses that emerged from the rain curtain stopped in front of the gate of the mansion. The lead man lifted the black cloak on his head, revealing a spirited face, and rolled over and came down immediately.
He looked up at the manor in front of him, and there was an urge to try in his eyes. The round mark on the horse’s cross indicates that both of these horses were from the Vickia Southern Army.
"Head of the Sottstori Banner, head of the Voltus Banner" a guard captain standing at the gate greeted the two heads of flag "The Grand Duke has been waiting in the lobby for a long time"
"Really, it, because of the rush of the call, the army assembly was delayed, and I hope the Grand Duke will not wait long."
Sotters was ashamed, and quickly followed the Captain of the Guard, and walked up the rain-drenched steps,
Another head of the Walker Banner followed closely, wearing Spurs boots, striking the cold marble surface, the cold rain, hitting his shoulders, but he was not aware of it at all, only excitement and enthusiasm filled him. Face
Two guards on guard opened the front door, and bright light was transmitted through the door
Hundreds of white candles illuminate the entire hall, and the air is filled with a faint scent. This candle is made of deep-sea whale oil. Even the strong wind cannot blow out
The warm yellow candlelight on the brass multi-handle candlestick flickered gently in the wind, illuminating a slightly fat shadow facing away from the two
"Archduke"
The two heads of flags stopped at the same time with a respectful look, straightened their bodies like javelins, full of blood and worship eyes focused on the same back
"2 hours and 24 minutes, you are late for 24 minutes as an old man from Samor's guard, don't you feel ashamed?" The fat man turned around and glanced seriously at the two giants standing in front of him, let the two The commander-in-chief of the Southern Army Banner is ashamed and dying,
"Forget it, the war is ahead, I will write down the punishment first, but never the next time." After a while, the fat man waved his hand solemnly, letting the two flags breathe a sigh of relief.
"I deliberately used the Merchant Marine team this time and secretly transferred the two of you, but what is the purpose?" The fat man suddenly raised his head and stared at the two with sharp eyes.
Looking at the puzzled eyes of the two, the fat man said slowly
"The two of you are old men from my close quarters. I still remember that in the general battle of the Dardanelles, the squadron led by the two of you was the only one that had not been defeated, despite the death of the whole team. Most of the time, you still stand up from the dead. Without you, there would be no Samor now. You are the backbone of Samor. Now, I need you to perform a difficult task. Do you dare to "
"The Grand Duke ordered that we have always been the Grand Duke's most loyal guards."
"Okay, all I want is this flesh." The fat man nodded with satisfaction. "Assemble the army immediately and follow me."
The black armored light cavalry was moving silently in the night, except for the crisp sound of the horseshoe, there was only the roar of the night wind, and no one spoke. The strange smell smelled in the air, and there stood a dry forest beside the road. Rows of crosses, a row of white objects hanging on it are particularly prominent in the night,
"It's awful to see what these Normans have done." The fat man looked at these strange and terrifying white shadows, twitching his nose with extreme dissatisfaction. For the first time, sharp eyes may not always be a good thing. For example, now, in time It was night, but the fat man could still see clearly. The white object was obviously a stiff white body, cruelly hung on the cross, worn and worn, and the head drooped.
Some corpses' eyes were eaten by foraging birds, leaving only two black holes in the eye sockets, and some necks were more than double the length of normal people because the rope pulled the clavicle, just like the long-necked goose hung by the cook , The wind blew past these corpses, and the corpses wobbled like a kite, with a weird creaking sound, and seemed to want to break the rope around his neck
In this strange and terrible scene, even the brave fat-headed fat man could not help feeling the fur of his heart. He walked all the way. On this dozen-odd journey, the fat man has seen several such situations. The brutality of the Normans makes people point out, In one location, there were even hundreds of bodies, many of them old people and children. At first, the fat man asked the infantry who followed up to put down the body, and later gave up.
"I will use the blood of the Normans to wash away your resentment and bless me." The fat man whispered secretly, and counted more than a hundred corpses along the road. This section of the road is really exciting.
"How far is Hu Tu Beien?" The fat man stepped out and asked the guide Saland who was leading the way to hear the sound of the mountain forest shaking in the night breeze. This is the Vic collar and Hu Tu Beien. On the border, the stretch of Buffett Mountain forms a natural cross mouth here,
To the north is the traditional territory of the Vic family, to the south is the most fertile Tarris Plain in Salander, to the west is the cliff of McGallens, and to the east along the coast is the beautiful city of Lhasa
"After the mountain pass in front, it was Hu Tu Beien". The guide looked somber, pointing to a not far away, where a vaguely visible valley, a two-story minaret-shaped building towering in it, like a low wall A circle surrounds it in the middle
This guide who led the way was once a desolate nobleman in a nearby town,
"Are you all right? My hometown, Hu Tu Beien?" Looking at his hometown under the night, the guide felt anxious. The scene on the road made his heart bleed. If he didn't escape, it might be the same.
"The whole army rested and dispatched scouts on the spot"
The fat man gently calmed the restless war horse under the crotch. Such a night, such a quiet reminded him of the raid battle with the northern noble army. On that time, the 60,000 army of Samor was destroyed and destroyed, and five fortresses were broken day after day. , Annihilating the noble army in Shandao,
The night at that time was also so quiet, quiet and terrible, only the sound of the wind,
"The Grand Duke, the enemy's camp in front"
The information brought back by the scout shocked the fat man. Sure enough, the true goal of the Normandy people should be his Vic City, but because the sea was impassable, he had to hit the idea on Hu Tu Beien, but the other party was too Be cautious, in order to avoid exposure, spare no effort to kill the villagers and outposts nearby, day and night, fortunately, Hu Tu Beien’s warning made the fat man aware of something bad
"Since you are here, don't leave"
Looking at the dark shadows in the distance, the fat man licked his mouth. The left hand clenched the horse rein. The right hand held the warrior blade with a patterned handle. A kind of blood boiled in his heart. Satsuma behind him The light cavalry ordered,
"preparation"
In the middle of the quiet night, there was a rubbing sound of a sword coming out of the sheath, and then all around was silent,
The shining swords shone in the dark night, like a layer of phosphorescent light on the surface of the water, the face armor of the light cavalry had been put down, and only a pair of murderous eyes were exposed.
"Soutersdori, you lead the team into the Voltos from the east, you lead the team to destroy the bayonet from the west, the third team comes with me"
The fat man whispered to the two banner leaders beside him,
The wind blew through my ears, and the shadow in the distance approached
The fat man lay on his horseback, his curved waist and the horseback of the warhorse leaping closely, and in the cold night fog, a thousand Samor Light Cavalry rushed to the mouth like a demon infested in the dark night,
"Kill" the fat man shouted, and the warhorse leapt with a whirlwind hoof, leaping over the low fence of the canyon pass,
"bump"
The galloping horse slammed a Norman down to the ground, and the sword in his hand flashed several thick ropes that bound the fence and the pass,
There was a crisp sound in the cabinet around "Dang Dong",
Hooks were thrown from the hands of the swift Samuel light cavalry~EbookFREE.me~ There was a loud bang, sawdust flew, and dozens of horizontal beams were withdrawn by powerful forces,
The wooden fence was cut into pieces by dozens of galloping horses, and then the follower Samor light cavalry poured in like tide, the horseshoes rolled over, and the hooks of the horses withdrew the tent.
, The Samuel light cavalry in the back stepped directly over the enemies who were still resting. The patrol of the camp was obviously frightened, even the sirens did not shout, and there was a cry like the driven duck escaped. The running horse dragged to the ground, and the blazing flame quickly lit the surrounding tents.
The Samor's Guard Cavalry of any aspect traversed like a sharp sword across the middle of the camp, bringing up a wind, and the Norman enemies blocked in front fell like rows of straw.
"wrong"
The fat man riding the horse suddenly strangled the war horse, and his eyes swept the chaotic situation in front of him with vigilance. The enemies were scattered everywhere. This was a happy thing, but the fat man appeared. These enemies are infantry weeks. Not to mention cavalry, not even a horse
Suddenly, there was a muffled noise in the ear, and the fat man quickly turned back. This kind of heart palpitations was so familiar.