The Duke of Saxony is said to be a brave and good warrior. Waiting for others to attack is something he hates. When he learned that Duke Mason summoned his vassals to gather troops, he decided to order his knights to attack the other side's territory, on the one hand, find a suitable combat location, and on the other hand, show off his force. However, although Duke Mason is much older than Duke Saxony, he did not intend to sit and wait for death. He ordered his court general to organize a small cavalry team of knights to resolutely fight back against the Duke Saxony's provocation.

In the dense forest trail, the sound of horse hooves sounded, the weapons collided with each other and made a crisp sound, and from time to time, people coughed, and the birds and beasts in the forest were frightened and quickly ran through the bushes, but no one paid attention to these little animals who usually had teething sacrifices.

"It's worthy of ancient times, the environment is really good." Arod had the sword of Woodrow on his waist and was wearing a leather armor. Most of the medieval leather armor was sewn with cow's skin and repeatedly tanned with adhesive made of feces. The leather armor made in this way was very tough, but it also emitted a foul smell. Even so, Arod had nothing to complain about, because most of the other members of the rifle riding around his brother Ifu were only wearing linen clothes.

"Be quieter, follow me." Yifu rode on the war horse, wearing a chain mail made of iron rings, and a barrel iron helmet without any decoration on his head. He was carrying a pointed shield with a family badge pattern on his back. He had no weapons on his hands, but just grabbed his horse's reins firmly. His raid was resisted by his younger brother, Arude, on his shoulders. The top of the carriage was decorated with a triangular blue flag except for the sharp spear tip.

"Yes." Aruod responded with a little dejected voice. He had no choice but to take his weapons as an attendant of Ifu. It was his duty to quickly hand over the appropriate weapons to the knights during the battle. Other armed servants held their weapons and guarded the knights as the center to prevent the opponent's infantry from approaching the knights and taking actions to damage the knight's thighs and war horses.

In order to maintain physical strength, the knights try not to take weapons before fighting. The weapons are carried by their own servants and armed servants. The closest servants usually hold a cavalry, and the small flag on it represents a cavalry. Therefore, according to Arod's observation, this is a military organization centered on the cavalry.

As Arude and his group walked out of the dense jungle, two light cavalry riding horses with bows on their backs appeared in front of them. Their cloaks were the emblem of the palace general Relf, ​​a fire-breathing black dragon. Although in Arude's eyes, the black dragon looked more like a big lizard, the light cavalry hurriedly drove their horses to Relf's side.

"What's wrong? What's the news?" The burly Relf frowned and leaned forward slightly. He was also wearing a chain mail made of iron rings. The outer part of the chain mail was a bright red zipper. The zipper also had his own family badge pattern on the zipper, but the adult's financial resources were relatively stress-free. The whole piece of plate armor was covered with his chest, shoulders, arms and thighs. He even had a figure mask and iron armor on the head of his war horse to protect the head.

"The Duke of Saxony is looting the village, and we can even hear the screams of the farmers and see the thick black smoke." The reconnaissance light cavalry pointed ahead and said to his master.

"Oh, how many of them are there?" Relf frowned. He immediately straightened his body and asked his subordinates.

"There are about fifty people." The reconnaissance cavalry immediately reported to Relf.

"How many knights are there?" Relf's face changed, and a little red appeared on his cheeks. Western Europeans had fair skin and roses appeared on their faces when they were excited. It is estimated that Relf felt that the enemy had too many people, and there were less than thirty people on his side. In the era of cold weapons, the number of people often determines victory or defeat.

"The knight's rifle didn't see clearly, there were about ten people." The scout cavalry paused and said hesitantly. In fact, they can't blame them. The reconnaissance in this era is completed entirely by human eyes, and they have to worry about the danger of being discovered by the enemy. Generally, the captured scouts will either be tortured or executed directly, with a very high risk factor.

"Idiot." Relf shot down the scout cavalry from his horse with an angry punch. His rough temper often caused him trouble, which was also the fundamental reason why he was expelled from the Danish court. However, Relf was indeed a nobleman with war experience. He knew that without the leadership of the knights, the mob was definitely not his opponent, but if the enemy was fully exerted, his mission might be ineffective. Duke Mason, whose territory was lost, would no longer trust his abilities. This was something that Relf, ​​who was living under someone else, could not accept.

"General, maybe the enemy is not as many as we imagined. Why don't I lead my men to test it?" Ifu kicked his war horse, walked towards Relf and suggested.

"Oh, IF Knights, are you willing to be a forward?" Relf looked at IF's tone and relaxed. Indeed, if someone was willing to anger the damn Saxons, he could observe the enemy's true strength from the side. Thinking of this, he nodded and promised.

"Yifu, is your decision too reckless?" Aruod followed behind him with a rifle panting. This time he was incorporated into the rifle as a walking servant, so he didn't even have to ride the long-haired horse and could only run behind Yifu.

"Haha, the knight should take a risk. Didn't you see General Relf looking at us differently?" Ifu said with a laugh indifferently.

"I saw the sympathetic eyes of other knights." Aruod murmured to himself, but since he had already issued a "military order" in front of the general, if he could not complete it, he would probably be punished. He had no choice but to follow Yifu.

Iv led Arud and his four armed servants. As soon as they appeared at the entrance of the village, they were discovered by the enemy. The Saxon Knights had no idea that anyone would attack him at this time. They believed that with the reputation of their monarch, the Duke of Mason must have been huddled in the castle and allowed them to burn, kill and plunder in the countryside, but they did not expect that someone would dare to die.

"How many of them are there?" The head of the Saxon Knight was wearing a combination of chain mail and plate armor. The armor was wiped with shiny shiny by his servants. His helmet's face was like two small doors, and when fighting, it was closed like a door. If it was opened on weekdays, it was exposed. The top of the helmet looked like an inverted horn. The knight's name was Difoni, a distant relative of the Duke of Saxon, and he had the title of baron. This matched him with many real estate and estates, and was a very wealthy baron.

This time, the Duke of Saxony started a war with Duke Mason. He volunteered to recruit soldiers and several partners who were also knights to join. In addition to wanting to win the favor of the Duke of Saxony, more importantly, he was tired of the unchanging life and prayer in the manor. As a knight, he longed for blood and fighting in his heart, so he was sent by the Duke of Saxony as a vanguard and led his own rifle to attack Duke Mason's territory. When he brought the soldiers in, this piece

When he was in the territory, the elders of the village had already planned to fully cooperate with the young knight and even prepared several young villagers to sacrifice. However, Baron Difoni did not accept the elder's bribe. He pulled out his sword and pierced the old man, and then ordered his soldiers to throw the torch on the roof of the village. The thatched roof burned instantly. The villagers screamed in horror. Difoni's satisfied opponent said that this was the war I wanted.

"Five people." The soldiers under him reported to the Baron.

"What? Only five people, are they crazy?" Baron Difoni was stunned when he heard his subordinates' report. He pushed his subordinates away and walked to a high place. Sure enough, he saw a knight and five followers walking towards him. This situation was confusing.

"Master Baron, will it be the enemy's trap?" a knight suggested to Baron Difoni.

"Well, what should I do?" Although Baron Difoni had heroic ambitions, he did not really experience the war, so he asked his private parties.

"We send people to drive them away, anyway, we have more people than them." The knights who were kept in the manor by Baron Difoni said one after another. They saw that Ev and others were ragged, and even if there were knights on horseback, they would not get much ransom if they won. Instead of doing so, it would be better to hand over this chore to their soldiers.

"Well, that's it. You can see how many people you send." Baron Difoni likes to enjoy the battle process of war. Of course, the bloody one is the best, and as for how to arrange troops, it is not considered by him who is pampered and nobles like him.

"Ten people are enough."

"No, there is one of them. According to tradition and convention, twenty people should be sent." The knights argued. Baron Difoni looked helplessly at the knights sheltered. These knights were both bragging and quarreling together.

"Send fifteen people." Baron Difoni beat up and ordered his men.

"The Baron is wise." As the saying goes, "The swearing is short-speaking, and the knights repeatedly flatter at the proud Baron Difoni, and Baron Difoni smiled and modestly accepted the flatteries of the private parties.
Chapter completed!