"Avga, my little beauty, oh, you're angry, you're really bad, you're messing around again these days when I'm no more. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info" Nishizawa Wuyi gently touched his beloved horse, and at the same time said in an extremely soft voice. He kept stroking it as if he were his lover. Avgar translates to beautiful in Goliath.

Avgar only snorted a few times in dissatisfaction, and then buried her head in Nishizawa's chest and rubbed it.

"Hey, the soldiers would be upset to know that their beloved Pasha is a 'horse lover,' but General, you won't be invited to hell by Virgil for a month." Lewis said with some dissatisfaction. (Virgil, an ancient Roman poet whose legend has it that he once accidentally fell into hell)

"Lewis, have you forgotten that the Goliaths and their horses are one." Nishizawa said with deep meaning. At the same time, he casually looked at the ring on his finger, a treasure that was said to give people access to all the power of the world.

"Because our ancestors were robbers, it is easier to rob and escape on horseback, but you have not answered my question, General, where have you been during this time? Lewis didn't let go.

"No more about it, my friend, really, I don't even believe my own experience." Nishizawa Wuyi suddenly turned over and got on his horse, took the quiet coldness in his hand, looked at the far ahead, and said in a very indifferent tone.

"Well, since you don't want to say it, forget it, I'm very happy to know that you are not possessed by the devil." Looking at Nishizawa Uru, whose whole body was covered in black armor, Lewis had no choice but to end the topic that had plagued him, and nothing happened in the past month thanks to his resourcefulness.

"First of all, I want to say, my brother, Lewis, that you are in good luck." Cizhaya U jumped off his horse and said with a little emotion that after spending some time in Hellfire, he really understood what it meant to have a brother, a shoulder that could be relied on to fight when you were helpless.

"General, I think there is indeed something wrong with you, do you need me to hire a psychiatrist, don't worry, you won't need a few copper coins." Lewis laughed.

"Copper coins are also money, copper plates will not come out of thin air, copper plates will not give birth to copper plates, each one is obtained by us with courage." Nishizawa said.

"Maybe it's more appropriate to say that it is robbing, soldiers and merchants are not like that, soldiers use visible swords to rob, but merchants' swords are invisible, the difference is only this." Lewis said as he looked at him.

"Yes, but order will soon be restored, and under my leadership, a merchant is a merchant, and a soldier is a soldier. All rape and plunder are not allowed, the soldiers are too presumptuous, so we will eventually be driven out, robbers cannot always do the work of robbers, proper disguise is necessary. It's not that Nishizawa is unaware of the soldiers' behavior, it's just that he doesn't plan to delve into this matter yet, mainly because he is afraid of affecting morale. After the end of the war, he would put on trial those who had committed crimes in the war. It's not that he abhors such behavior, but he has a deep understanding of the fact that violent rule cannot last.

"Alright, if it's useless, we'll stop here for today. Lewis came to see that these horses, these horses from the best pastures, each cost a fortune, but I thought it was worth it. After all, we cannot rely on just more than 10,000 infantry to achieve victory, only cavalry, powerful heavy cavalry or powerful light cavalry, can win for us in the war in the south. Nishizawa said excitedly as he looked at the horses on the pasture.

"In addition, some heavy weapons, trebuchets, crossbows, firearms." Lewis said.

"I've been preparing for this for a long time, but are we ready to replenish our troops now? Some time ago, nearly 3,000 people were killed in battle, and the lives of the families of those soldiers must also be taken care of. Nishizawa was about to ride away when he suddenly turned back and said.

"It has been replenished, and five thousand more have been recruited, and now we have another fifteen thousand soldiers. The families of the fallen soldiers have been taken care of. Lewis said.

"Just taking care of it, it's still not enough. Forget it, I will deal with this matter, why don't you discuss it with me about expanding our troops, now our economic pressure will increase again, and the offensive will be advanced. But fortunately, I bought 30,000 war horses at one time, otherwise I wouldn't be able to do it with one person and two horsemen, which would make the cavalry's mobility lose its original advantage. Nishizawa was slightly blamed.

"General, when I tried to look for you, I found that your room was empty." Lewis said.

"Okay. But I think we should recruit more than 50,000 infantry, success or failure is a move, don't care about economic problems, we have guys in our hands. Cizer turned his head and rode off into the distance, this time he was going to find out for himself in the capital of Abyssinia, but before that he would go to a place, a place that was guided by the ring. His black armor looked even more hideous in the reflection of the sun, not only his armor, but even the 'beauty' under his crotch was draped in his beautiful clothes.

Abyssinia, according to legend, was an empire established by the ancient Hebrews under the leadership of King Solomon after being chased to the southern tip of the peninsula by the Goliaths. Always independent of the vassal system established by the Romans. After the end of the Roman era, a new order was born, and a new vassal system was once again established centered on the Goliaths, who inherited all of Rome, including all of her vassals.

After the formation of the system with Goliath as the core, all the countries of the continent, although they always believed in their hearts that the Goliaths were barbarian barbarians, the descendants of the barbarian steppe herdsmen who stole the clothes of civilization, but they were still extremely obedient on the surface, and all respected the Lord of the Goliaths as the supreme leader, and the Goliath Emperor was the leader of the kings. Abyssinia was the only one, believing himself to be a descendant of Solomon, and refused to recognize the status of the Goliaths. At that time, Goliath was still fighting everywhere, so he did not attack this country on the Apollo continent. Later, it was forgotten, separated by a large desert, and a more fertile region was waiting to be conquered, which saved it from war for various reasons.

However, the peace was shattered with the Viking invasion, and various imperial civil wars have followed, and since the first civil war has been fought.

Viking knights passed by like locusts, and there was nothing left of the village's wheat fields. There is a popular proverb in Abyssinia, where the people often have to worry about the brutal Vikings logging in and sacking them, and the Vikings are unusually fierce and ruthless. They will kill everything they can see, snatch everything they can take with them, burn everything they can burn but can't take with them.

At this time, three hundred Viking knights really launched a massacre against the lord's private army on the other side.

Three hundred knights, all covered in armor, with black helmets, black cuirasses, black shoulder armor, and black spears. They rushed like a black cloud into the private army of the Abyssinian lord. The loud sound of the earthquake knocked on the strong hearts of the private soldiers, who knew that they could not retreat, and behind them were their families. But the fear of death is not so easy to go away.

"Lord Garrison, now is really not the time to attack, although we have the advantage in numbers, but the number is not equal to strength, at this time what we should do is to stick in the castle, use crossbow arrows and fire oil to fight the enemy, instead of facing the charge of heavy cavalry on flat ground, these soldiers have not undergone any systematic training at all, even the local cavalry of the empire can easily disperse them, not to mention the fierce Norman cavalry." The sergeant major, dressed in purple armor, said to a stubborn nobleman beside him.

"Damn, just watch the Normans ransack my town, it's not okay, I won't allow them to do that, or those people won't let me hide." Although he is only a garrison officer, he still shows a strong courage to take responsibility, and more helplessly. But that's not necessarily true in the eyes of others. At least in the eyes of the sergeant, it would be unwise to drag a group of untrained peasants into battle against a cavalry charge, and they should not be in the castle to exert their maximum strength. It's a pity that he is destined to be unable to say anything.

The sergeant major said with a resolute face: "In that case, then let me charge ahead." The sergeant major said.

The nobleman looked very moved and sad: "My sergeant major thank you for still fighting side by side with me, I know that you have no confidence in defeating the Normans, but once we escape, your own swords will be infinitely more ferocious than the enemy, and once we flee then the disappearance of my fornication with the Normans will spread throughout the region, it doesn't matter if it's true or not, anyway, they just want an excuse to attack." This is a phenomenon that has long been a fact in our country, and the sword that kills the warrior always comes from behind. "The nobleman said helplessly, it's not that he doesn't want to go, but once he gives someone a tongue, the current troubled times may be even more miserable, and his own people's butcher's knife will be put on his neck in a grand manner, when will the empire be restored, even if I can die in exchange, I will never live."

"However, if we rely on the walls for defense, will we also be used as an excuse for treason?" The sergeant major still couldn't believe it, he also knew that the nobles in the north had already torn apart their disguised faces, but he always didn't want to really believe that those nobles, the descendants of those who had been loyal to the country in the past, would be so shameless.

"They will say that our cowardice is detrimental to the dignity of the Hebrews, and who knows, it is just an excuse anyway. Expanding their territory with the help of Norman attacks was a common means for them. Our strength is too weak, and this is the greatest original sin in this era of disorder. The nobleman scoffed, saying that he was nothing more than a garrison. But because of this, if he makes any mistakes in the face of the enemy, it will become an excuse for others to attack. The Normans were not terrible, they only came to plunder, and the greedy farmers only plucked all the wheat, but they would keep the roots for the next year's harvest. But their own people, they will uproot the wheat.

Now he has to fight, and maybe he can get away with it. In fact, he himself has no confidence at all, but his family is in their hands, and he can't retreat, so the emperor's control over the country is gone, and the remaining nobles look at him, the garrison appointed by the emperor himself, of course, is absolutely eliminated.

"Kill, kill all the bandits." The nobles shouted, and at the same time they had already rushed out, and the private army behind them followed suit, while the archers withdrew from the battlefield and reached the rear, firing powerful arrows diagonally forward, the heavy bows characteristic of the Abyssinians with a piercing scream. The nobleman knew that his private army could not defeat his opponents, even though they numbered seven thousand. Defending in place was of little use to this group of undisciplined private troops, and it was better to charge bravely and still retain the little honor they had, or at least let the emperor know that he was still loyal to the Empire.

However, everything was destined to be in vain, and the fierce rain of arrows hitting the Viking knights could not stop their charge, and many arrows were directly bounced away by the black armor, even if some of them penetrated into their flesh, there would be no expression. The expressions of the Viking knights with countless arrows in their bodies did not change in the slightest, just a kind of indifference, an incomparable indifference.

After a fierce charge, one, two, three. The black-armored knights charged forward, their spears piercing straight ahead, blood red and golden glow appearing on their spears. They easily tore apart the ranks of the peasants, who were scattered in an instant, and the Viking knights either slashed with their swords or stabbed with spears. Or hit it with a hammer. After that, there was another charge, and after the violent explosion, the Viking knights in black armor all activated the energy in their bodies. Then they will hold their spears aloft, like the verdict of the last days. At the forefront, one of the tallest Viking knights, his spear dropped, as if the final sentence had been pronounced. Then the archers were pierced by their spears, and before the red blood could solidify, they were trampled into a mixture of flesh and metal by the Viking knights who followed.

On the black iron hoof, everything is calm.

The nobleman, who was still trying to make a last stand, was impaled to the ground, and his body was pinned to the ground, unable to lie down. A Viking knight then respected his prowess and cut off his head to give him a good time.

Wheat fields were trampled, houses were burned, men were slaughtered, and women were taken captive. All resistance seems futile. After evening, the Viking knights departed again in order, like the black death of hell, and the black torrent wiped everything out like locusts.

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