As it turned out, this method was quite effective.

In the afternoon, as soon as the Eastern Army captured the city of Saroyan, these nobles arrived with their men.

Although the action is still a little slow, and the time spent is relatively long, compared to the previous days, it is simply a rapid progress.

Perhaps because of last night's big loss, after the nobles came to the city of Saroyan, they directly entered the city with their subordinates, ignoring Count Eliot.

This made Count Elliot breathe a sigh of relief, he really didn't want to deal with these masters now.

The city of Saroyan was still a small city, with a population of no more than 8,000, and it became even more crowded when the nobles were stationed with their troops.

Although Count Elliot also wanted to enter the city, he had no chance.

So he could only camp outside the city, but this time he did have a few more eyes, and arranged many secret posts separately to ensure that the enemy could be detected in advance if he sent him in any direction.

Nothing happened overnight.

The next morning, when the nobles woke up from the gentle village, they once again found that the Eastern Army was gone.

It's still the same pair of knights, or the same almost identical words: "Count Eliot has led the Eastern Army to Prysburg, please hurry up and keep up." ”

In this way, the nobles took their private army and played a game of chase with the eastern army.

Count Elliot finally vented all the anger he had suffered in the past few days, and the only way the nobles could fight back was to enter the city and let the eastern army feed the mosquitoes outside the city.

Three days passed, and there was still no incident.

The mysterious cavalry unit seemed to have vanished into thin air, never to be seen again.

However, Count Elliot still did not dare to let his guard down, he knew very well that his every move was probably under the watchful eye of the counterpart.

Originally, he wanted to divide his troops to attack and speed up the course of the war, but now that this cavalry is secretly watching, this idea has to be abandoned, and now the eastern army is not much faster than before.

At night, Count Eliot sat in his tent and looked at the map, looking at the cities he had marked as occupied, and he couldn't help but sigh.

The adjutant next to him slapped the table and scolded: "Damn, it's been four days, we have only captured three small cities, and we have advanced less than twenty kilometers, press."

At this rate, when will we be able to join forces with the army led by His Majesty the King?"

The chief of staff, Xilun, motioned for him to be calm, and then said to Count Eliot: "Your Excellency, Commander, there is no way to go on like this, we have not found any trace of that cavalry for the past few days, and we must have left." ”

"It is better to follow the previous plan, let's divide our troops into three directions, and strive to take the dozens of surrounding cities in the shortest possible time, and rush to join His Majesty the King. ”

The adjutant agreed: "Maybe this is a suspicious tactic by the other party, just to slow down our march so that the Creighton family can buy some respite." ”

"If we can't join His Majesty's army within the specified time, the punishment is small, and the delay is the most fatal. ”

The two deputies said this, and Count Eliot's heart began to waver: "Perhaps, if the other party does not attack the camp tonight, then tomorrow ......"

Before the words fell, the alarm bell suddenly sounded outside the account.

The three of them stood up at the same time and looked out of the tent with horrified faces, only to see the flames and murderous voices in the distance.

Seeing this, the adjutant Baron Bell drew his saber and showed a fierce look on his face: "Dogs, you still dare to attack the camp, I will personally bring people to meet them." ”

After that, he rushed out without looking back.

Count Eliot had no time to stop him, so he had to let him go.

Chief of Staff Xilun's eyes flashed, and then he said to Count Eliot, "I'll go out and have a look, too." ”

Count Elliot clenched the sword at his waist and said with a gloomy face, "Let's go together." ”

After saying that, the two walked out of the big tent side by side, and then they were stunned by the sight in front of them.

I saw that the camp was on fire on all sides, countless tents were set on fire, countless soldiers were running and shouting, and the chaos was a mess.

Through the raging flames, the two saw countless knights galloping outside the camp, throwing the fire oil bottles in their hands into the barracks from time to time.

Count Eliot secretly said that he should die, and then commanded: "Hurry up and put out the fire, prepare the bed crossbow, and shoot those damned fellows off my horse." ”

In the chaos of the camp, his voice could not be reached at all, let alone into the ears of the soldiers.

Seeing this, he said to the chief of staff Xilun beside him: "You command the dispatch here, and I will take people there."

Take the bed crossbow. ”

Chief of Staff Xilun nodded: "You go, leave it to me here." ”

Count Eliot patted him on the shoulder, then turned on his horse and galloped with his cronies to the place where the bed crossbows were stored on the east side of the camp.

Seeing the other party leaving, Chief of Staff Xilun's brows gradually furrowed, then looked in the opposite direction, and after a little thought, he walked away.

Because of the chaos in the camp, it took Count Elliot a lot of effort to get to the place where the crossbow was kept.

However, when he arrived, he realized that the bed crossbow was gone.

Immediately afterward, he heard the neighing of a war horse in front of him, and he immediately looked in the direction where the sound came from, only to see dozens of black-armored knights already rushing towards him.

Looking at the attire of these knights, Count Elliot still didn't know the identity of the other party, it was the enemy who had sneaked up on the night a few days ago.

The enemy's eyes were red when he saw him, he directly pulled out his long sword, and the personal soldiers beside him were also unsheathed, revealing the appearance of a great enemy.

Although their side has the advantage in numbers, the opponent is well-armed, and if it really starts, who wins and who loses is still five or five.

The distance between the two sides was getting closer and closer, and dozens of black-armored knights had slashed and killed countless soldiers, and they had already come closer.

At this moment, the sound of the bowstring being released was heard in the distance, and then the sharp sound of the wind breaking was endless, and several black-armored knights in front of them fell off their horses in response.

Looking at it again, each of them had a crossbow bolt the thickness of a baby's arm nailed to their chest.

Count Elliot turned his head again to look in the direction where the crossbow arrows were fired, and saw dozens of people hurrying towards them carrying a dozen bed crossbows, and it was the adjutant Baron Bell who took the lead.

At this time, the big man was covered in blood, and his face was full of happiness: "Damn, you dare to play tricks with Lao Tzu, let you try the taste of this crossbow." ”

With that, he ordered someone to pull the string and set the arrow again.

Seeing this, the black-armored knight immediately grabbed the reins, and the leader raised his hand and made a gesture, and then dozens of people turned their horses in unison and fled.

The sound of breaking wind sounded again, but the accuracy was a little poor, and only two people were shot.

Looking at the black-armored knight who was beating his horse away, the adjutant Baron Bell showed a look of annoyance, waved his hand and slapped the soldier who was fiddling with the bed crossbow next to him: "Waste!