The Western Frontier Army, which had been ordered to "levy food", was satisfied, and they almost slaughtered the village, which consisted of only thirty civilian households.

"Jianyin" had been captive for a whole day, and if it hadn't been for the fact that they would have to chase the brigade with the "collected" grain baggage, this team would have really been willing to stay in the village for the night.

Claude, the commander of the conscription team, led the knight on the back of an old horse that was almost gone, and tore a whole black-roasted duck in his hand, his fat face shaking in the limping of the horse. He tore another bite of the duck leg, which was not very cooked, chewed it twice, swallowed it, and then threw the remaining half of the duck meat to a scruffy soldier with dark skin covered in rags and grain bags behind him, and then pulled the heraldic flag carried by the horse's attendant to wipe the greasy off his hand.

The sloppy soldier who had been "rewarded" with roast duck tore the still reddish duck meat with all his might, and boasted to Claude who was straddling the horse: "Lord Claude, this time there is finally a decent harvest, how can these grain baggage be enough for the legion to eat for three or five days, Viscount Sauron should praise you again."

Claude sat on the back of the old horse and turned his head to look at the grain conscription team that had been pulled out of the thick smoke, and what he had when he entered the village became the grain and vegetables pulled by three two-wheeled ox carts when he came out, and the grain bags on the backs of ploughing oxen, mules and horses, of course, those soldiers who had already grabbed enough to eat were also looted, and some hungry soldiers not only made their clothes into packages and carried them away, but even tied chickens, ducks, fish and geese to the belts around their waists and the tips of spears on their shoulders. The bosom was full of slightly more valuable goods scavenged from civilian homes.

Of course, as the supreme commander of the grain conscription team, Claude did not have to worry about running out of money, and when he left the village, he had ordered all those who grabbed the goods to take out a third of the money and hand it in, so the bag on the waist of the attendant beside him was already bulging.

Claude put his hand in his mouth, removed the minced meat stuck between his teeth, flicked his fingers, and the minced meat flew out, and casually asked the attendant beside him, "What happened to that woman?" ”

"Hey! Don't mention it, after you left, the bastard petty officers of the Third Banner Team rushed in and grabbed our wheels, and when we arrived, the woman was duffing, and the nigger didn't dislike it, and I couldn't do it. The squire said with disgust, glancing at the soldier who was tearing the chicken behind the old horse, and took a mouthful of thick phlegm.

"It's a pity, I thought I would bring her back to the camp and sell her to the hungry guys for a few copper coins, but I couldn't even quench my thirst." The squire looked regretful.

"They're going to rob you? Useless stuff! Next time, if someone dares to rob us of something, you will slash him with a sword, and don't think that Viscount Sauron's own soldiers will dare to provoke me........."

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The grain conscription team of the Western Army pulled carts, drove cattle, dragged sheep and chickens, and swaggered towards the county town of Tinies with the plundered "booty", and the joy of the "harvest" was carried away, and they forgot who they were and where they were.

In the barren grassland more than 500 paces on the west side of the north-south highway leading to Tignets, all the cavalry of the Welsh Regiment cavalry were on horseback, and a cavalryman who was responsible for monitoring the Western army's grain collection team ran back to the place where the cavalry was hiding in the wasteland on foot, and reported to the people who had been waiting for a long time: "Sir, the enemy is still a mile away, they have neither outposts nor flanks, and even the soldiers in charge of guarding the ranks are carrying food bags on their shoulders and chickens and ducks around their waists, and the formation is more lazy than that of the bandits."

Lusignnan thrust the polished cavalryman's spear back into the sac behind the saddle, and then pulled out the cavalry bow from the left saddle bow pouch and looked at it, and said, "These bastards really think this is their hometown, and they are all so crazy here."

"Jafar, you pick five cavalrymen to stay in wài wéi, and if there are any miscellaneous pieces that have slipped through the net, they will be handed over to you."

Jafar picked up the weighted hammer in his right hand and swung it, "Let one go, and I'll punish myself with a monthly salary." ”

Lusignan nodded and said to Reyek: "Sir Reyek, you rush in with me, let you cut and kill today, we will not leave us alive!"

The wandering knight Reyek has been in battle, and years of fighting have made him perverted to bloodthirsty, and after the last attack on Wincheston Manor, he commanded the camp to strictly prohibit indiscriminate killing, which made Reyerk, who had cut through the enemy, very angry, and at this time, hearing Lusignan's words without leaving a living mouth, Reyek lifted his special thick-backed scimitar, and replied with a smile: "Brother Lusignan, just look, my scimitar has long been hungry and thirsty!"

After a while, after a glance at the north, it was estimated that the western army had arrived at the preset battlefield, Lusignan ran to the front of the war horse, held the saddle iron with his left hand, stepped on the copper pedal with his left foot, jumped on the horse, and drew the cavalry sword on the right side of the saddle, "Do it!" ”

Twenty-three horses started slowly under the kicks of the riders, and galloped towards the open north......

............

"What sound?" The commander of the grain conscription team, who was riding on the back of an old horse and humming a yellow tone of meat, suddenly grabbed the reins.

The attendant stopped and listened for a while, and there was indeed a noise, "My lord, is there thunder?" This ghost place, it's going to rain again in good weather, but this sound seems to ~"

Claude interrupted the squire with a wave of his hand, and his expression immediately became solemn, and his brow began to furrow slightly.

"Your Excellency?" The attendant asked nervously.

Claude got up and tried to look south, but the setting sun was about to set in the corner of his eyes, and the road obscured by the shadow of the mountains could not be seen clearly.

"This voice seems to be a horse~" The squire muttered again.

Claude finally saw the rushing yellow dust in the shadow of the south, "Cavalry! Cavalry!! ”

"Defend in array! Defend now! Claude turned his horse's head sharply, and the old horse under him was unable to move, and it took him a long time to barely pretend. Claude no longer rode wide, jumped off his horse, drew a one-handed sword from his waist, kicked away a soldier carrying a sack of food in search of a queue, and hid in the innermost part of the crowd.

The Western Army's grain collection team has already made a mess, and most of the quicker ones have begun to throw away the grain bags, untie the "trophies" tied to their shoulders and waists, and quickly take off the spears used to pick chickens and ducks and form a formation nearby; A small number of people who reacted more slowly thought that they were taking a break halfway through the food bag and were about to squat down to rest, until they saw that the accomplices around them had entered combat readiness, and then they remembered to take a look at what was happening ahead.

At this sight, he was suddenly frightened, and a group of cavalry that rumbled and crushed him was already close in front of him......

Lusignnan took the lead with a sword in one hand, and first commanded the cavalry to throw a rain of arrows at the grain conscription team that was hastily shrinking its defense at a distance of more than 60 paces, and more than 20 light arrows caused a lot of commotion to the western army that was hurriedly arrayed.

After a rain of arrows, the distance between the two sides was only more than thirty paces, and the cavalry on the galloping horses returned the gōng nǔ in their hands and drew their respective cavalry melee weapons.

"Wedge-shaped pig bursts, interspersed in the middle, split on both sides."

At Lusignan's command, the middle of the cavalry line began to accelerate, and the two wings shrank into a wedge-shaped arrow in the middle, rushing towards the grain convoy that had not yet completed the formation.

The border army is also a professional soldier, not to mention that these people are also selected, in the face of the cavalry frontal surprise attack and charge at the critical moment, the general people who can't hold the strings will definitely try to escape, but this unsuspecting western army although they missed the best time to form a formation to resist the enemy because of carrying food and meat, but they did not defeat the enemy.

The few Western troops who reacted in time had already aimed their short spears, swords, and shields at the rushing cavalry under the command of one or two officers.

"Steady! Steady! Claude raised his sword and stood behind the first row of soldiers, commanding "in the front".

The soldiers of the Western Army in the first row shook their teeth and sifted their bodies to the bran as they prepared for the onslaught.

The cavalry was getting closer and closer, and the roar of iron hooves and the rough panting of war horses hit the eardrums of the Western soldiers.

Bang!

Bang bang......

The first chest-armored horse raised its front hooves and leaped into the front row of short spears, smashing into the Western array, followed by the second and third horses slamming straight into the short spears, knocking a soldier who was about to draw his sword seven or eight feet away. The soldier fell to the ground and struggled twice, never to get back up.

Under the impact of Lusignan's team, the loose western army's defensive enemy formation was immediately "split" into two parts separated by more than ten paces on the left and right, and the cavalry who broke through the enemy's formation grabbed the reins and immediately turned the dock, and under the leadership of Lusignan and Reyek, they were divided into two teams, each swinging their swords to the left and right wings, and charging again......

Needless to say, a well-preconceived ambush in which the same number of raiding cavalry fought against the infantry who had been exhausted from a day of "fighting and looting".

The knight named Claude was still very fierce, even in a desperate situation, he still chose to resist to the death, and when the squires and soldiers around him were dying, he asked for a fair duel.

In order to end the battle as soon as possible and avoid unnecessary trouble, Lusignnan agreed to the request of the leading knight.

Then the moment Claude let his guard down, Jafar raised his hand and shot an arrow into Claude's throat, and then stripped Claude of his weapon armor while he was still conscious......

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In the mansion of the lord of Wincheston Manor, Art was analyzing the possible attack of the western frontier army with Odogangus on a sheepskin situation map, because Art did not dare to determine whether the menacing border army was just retaking Wincheston or had other plans, so he sent two banner soldiers to garrison Lane Manor to guard the road south to the valley.

While several people were discussing, a cavalry herald walked into the mansion quickly, "Good news, my lord!" The cavalry made a detour from the eastern hills to the north of the county, and intercepted and killed a western frontier army slaughtering villages and stealing grain at a distance of seventeen miles north of the city of Tinets, and more than 20 enemies were killed! ”

Art glanced at the location of the northern part of the county on the parchment map, and said: "Well done, that's it, as long as they dare to send a small team to grab food and replenish supplies, you will be intercepted and killed by me." ”

"Ron, has Stanley's task force sent back any news?"

"Master, the task force sent back a letter at noon today, and there was no baggage convoy carrying grain in the north."

"Maybe there's no follow-up baggage team at all?"

Art shook his head, "It's almost impossible, they haven't attacked the manor villages with plenty of food and supplies during this time, and Viscount Pierre doesn't supply food, so it's impossible for them not to be prepared in the slightest." ”

Art raised his head sharply and said to Ron: "Order Stanley, no matter what method he uses, seal the baggage line in the north for me, and not allow half of the grain to be transported to the Western army camp!" ”

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Three miles east of the county town of Tiniez, a sheltered hilly flat land became a temporary camp for the western frontier army of the southern expedition, and the western army who did not carry enough camp materials could only cut down miscellaneous trees and branches from the hills to build a simple shack to avoid the cold.

In the only tent in the camp, the angry rebuke of the commander of the Western Army, Sauron, was almost roaring, and after a while, a cavalry team of more than ten horsemen left the camp and ran north......