Baron Ferred took his army to evacuate from the border of Mecklenburg, but the others were confused. They just watched Baron Ferred leave with his private soldiers and recruited soldiers. The private soldiers left by the nobles asked Baron Ferred, but Baron Ferred dared to explain casually at this time. He just said vaguely that the nobles were drunk.￥f,

"These men." The nobles muttered dissatisfiedly, but he knew that no one could do anything about the nobles, so he could only watch Baron Fred and his people leave, complaining about their unlucky luck.

"When will this be done?" The other conscripts searched for shade everywhere, and lazily rested after eating, and envied the nobles in the village who could eat delicious food and sweet wine.

"Look, something seems wrong in the village!" Suddenly someone stood up and pointed his hand in the direction of the village. Sure enough, there was thick smoke rising from the village, and flames could be seen vaguely appearing.

"There is a fire, God, a fire." The soldiers brought by the Mason nobles became loud and panicked. The soldiers brought to the Mecklenburg border had no idea what they should do. No one told them whether to fight or reconcile Mecklenburg, not to mention that the large number of recruits were just tenants of the nobles, and forcing the army was just an obligation to the landlords.

"Put the fire quickly." The only thing that worried about the safety of the nobles was their family private soldiers. They ran towards the village desperately, wanting to put out the fire and save their master.

"Swoosh swosh swosh swosh~." But when the noble private soldiers approached the village, they suddenly shot crossbow arrows from the village, and the crossbow arrows were like locusts.

"Ah~." The private soldiers wearing leather armor and inlaid with iron cloth armor could not resist the crossbow arrows. The crossbow arrows that could penetrate the iron armor could pierce their simple armor without any obstacles. The private soldiers did not expect that they would be attacked. They hurriedly retreated and wanted to retreat to get the shield, but in the process, many people were shot.

"Boom~." Just as the private soldiers were trying hard to retreat, the roar of horse hooves sounded from both sides. They were surprised to see Aruod's cavalry rushing towards him.

"We were attacked, damn." Only then did the private soldiers realize something was wrong. It was obvious that they were lured away from the large army. They were attacked without leading the corps.

"Damn guys, fight with them." The private soldiers held their weapons tightly and encouraged each other in the face of the rushing cavalry. They lined up in two infantry formations, leaning tightly together to defend against the cavalry's charge.

"Swoosh~." The arrows fell on their heads again, and the cavalry in simple armor clamped their legs and actually controlled the war horses to turn. The two free hands bent their bows and arrows, and a wave of arrows flew over the heads of the private soldiers.

"Are you actually shooting arrows?" The private soldiers were stunned. Those who participated in the war between Mecklenburg and Bavaria immediately recognized them. These were Eastern European archers under Arod.

"It's a archer, look for archers, look for archers to fight back." The only ones who can deal with archers are archers, but at this time they need to drive the arrows above their heads to transfer the archers over.

"What are the soldiers of the nobles who were attacked? What should we do?" The recruits had never encountered such a thing. No one directed them to be just a group of farmers who put down their hoes. They were at a loss in their wandering situation.

"I really shouldn't have come to fight." Some conscripts were frightened when they saw the noble private soldiers shot to death by Mecklenburg cavalry. Fear spread among the conscripts.

"Where is the archer? Wow." The noble private soldier was shot in the throat in a scream, and blood poured out of his mouth and nose. He fell to the ground and was choked to death by his own blood.

"Quick, take the bow and arrow to fight back." The archers of the noble Mason arrived at the urging of the captain. They wore long-eared leather hats and only had cloth armor and thick linen clothing to defend themselves. In fact, at least the hunters in the noble territory, the nobles allowed them to hunt on their own territory because they could summon these people to act as archers during war.

"Swoosh." The archers lined up in two rows and shot arrows against Mecklenburg archers. However, the moving cavalry was difficult to be shot. What's worse was that the arrows they shot attracted the attention of the cavalry.

"Boom~." The Mecklenburg archers put away the bow in their hands, put the bow behind them, pulled out the saber that Arudepe gave them from their waists, and rushed straight towards them.

"Oh no." Seeing the archers actually chose to fight in close combat, the archers were so surprised that they were at a loss. The brave men continued to shoot the arrows in their hands. The cowardly people had thrown away the bow and turned around to escape. However, the horses were so fast that they rushed into the middle of the archers like lightning. A ping-pong sound rang out, and the sharp sabers cut the archers who dared to resist in half like cutting melons and vegetables.

"Run, run." Old Pete grabbed his neighbor's hand and hurriedly fled into the dense forest. At this time, many people were still watching. Some people thought they were large enough, and some people felt that they could compete with the Mecklenburg people.

"Old Pete, why are we running away? Everyone is still staying there?" asked the brown bearded neighbor curiously.

"Stop dreaming, we must have lost this war. Didn't we see the nobles and private soldiers who can command the war have been killed? What's the use of a tree with broken roots?" Although old Pete was not born in a noble family and did not know any military knowledge, he knew through his experience and experience that the war had no chance to win.

"Ah?" The brown bearded neighbor opened his mouth wide in surprise. He looked behind him in confusion. Finally, what caught his eyes was the situation where the Mecklenburg cavalry rushed towards the recruits outside the jungle.

The shouts and screams rang continuously, and they were poured into the ears of the two people who were running away. It seemed that the conscripts had been in chaos. At this time, wars were from time to time, but one-sided hunting. The conscripts who were attacked had no idea how to face them. No nobles pushed them into dense formations, nor did no nobles command them to advance to that target. They were like a group of frightened little beasts, and only knew that they could instinctively flee.

"How is the situation?" Aruod looked at the chaos outside the village. His cavalry rushed into the Mason recruitment soldiers like a fan. Master Alger's nomadic soldiers skillfully swung ropes and threw them out like horses to capture the defeated soldiers. Some smart nomadic soldiers took out effective wooden sticks and rushed over from the horse's back to knock the defeated soldiers out. As for whether they were really fainting or dead, it depends on God's will.
Chapter completed!