Bell bell ~

The alarm bells in the county church of Tignets are constantly ringing with heart-wrenching sounds.

On the wall of the county city, more than 180 county garrisons stood behind the battlements in armor and weapons, looking at the team that was getting closer and closer in the north.

Above the gate of the North City Gate, Pierre, the magistrate of Tignets County and the viscount of the court, who was wearing gray-black plate chain armor, looked at the army heading towards the North City with a stern expression, "Have county soldiers been sent to garrison the battlements everywhere?" ”

Jerry, the knight of the inner palace beside Pierre, glanced nervously at the north and replied, "Everything is arranged, sixty people at the north and south gates, twenty people from the east and west city walls, and twenty-six soldiers left in the city to patrol and enforce the law."

Jerry swallowed a mouthful of saliva and asked, "My lord, will they attack~?"

"The county town is the direct domain of the marquis, and they don't have the courage to openly attack the marquis's territory, unless they don't have their heads." Pierre's tone was very calm.

"Then why are we gathering all the county soldiers to prepare for battle?"

"They don't dare to fight the county, but they don't have to be afraid of the fortresses and manor settlements in the county, these guys are not locals, as long as they don't lose their heads, they don't care if they will be pointed at and scolded."

Pierre's fears were not unfounded, according to the police reports from the north in the past two days, this army without baggage troops had relied on forced conscription along the way, three small villages were killed along the way, and there was even a settlement of rebels and bandits where several villagers were killed and all the houses were burned down.

Pierre, who already knew the origin and purpose of this army, did not take the initiative to drive them away, but also refused to provide them with any food and grass, and he gathered the garrison army of Tignaz to prepare for battle, in order to show his fangs to the army and warn them not to make trouble......

In the north of the county, the roads soaked in the spring rain became more and more muddy.

A leading knight of the Western Frontier Army pulled his boots out of the muddy water, kicked the stones beside the road twice to shake off the thick mud, and then touched his cheeks wet with rain, looked at the city gate not far away, and scolded loudly: "These watchdogs, when I clean up those debris, I will definitely come back and smash the city gate and kill you!"

Albon, the commander of the Western Frontier Army at the front of the team, rode on the back of a specially supplied war horse, turned his head to look at the leading knight who was shouting and scolding, shook his head, and continued to steer his horse to avoid muddy puddles, bypassing the county town of Tiniez and advancing south.

Albon glanced at the figure standing behind the battlements at the head of the North Gate City, and turned his head sideways to Viscount Sauron, the commander of the Western Frontier Army, and said, "Lord Sauron, Pierre seems to be an iron-hearted wall-riding faction, and he really thinks that he can avoid the whirlpool if he is impartial."

Sauron snorted lightly, "If you dare to refuse Count Bernard's letter, he will pay a terrible price for today's indifference in the future." ”

The commander of the Western Army, Sauron, had already sent his adjutant Albon to the city of Tignaz with a letter from the Count of Bernard to meet the county magistrate, Viscount Pierre, but Pierre did not accept the letter with the fire paint of Bernard's coat of arms, and he not only refused to supply the western border army with food and grass, but also warned the western army not to do any hostile behavior in the county.

"My lord, the Earl's labor baggage requisitioned from the Northland is still four days before it arrives in Tignats, how are we going to spend these days?" As the commanding lieutenant in charge of collecting baggage, Albon's mind was already in turmoil, and the soldiers who had no food to cover their stomachs were becoming more and more difficult to control, and the army mutiny was imminent.

Sauron glanced back to the north, "I've ordered Klaus to raise food in a few small villages to the north with the soldiers sent by the banners, and this savage bastard may bring back some surprises." ”

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Twenty miles north of the county town of Tignats, smoke rose from a small village on the border between Tignets and Lucesern provinces, and the village was full of fleeing civilians.

After more soldiers and bandits killed all the civilians in front of them, they began to break into the houses and loot all the food they could eat, and the pigs, sheep, chickens and ducks in the village were the targets of the soldiers and bandits, and many soldiers and bandits fought and even fought with knives for a pig cub or a chicken and duck.

A fellow who looked like a herald hurriedly pushed open the door of the village elder's house, spraying a mouthful full of rye bread crumbs and reported to the commander of the grain conscription team, the leading knight Claude: "Lord Claude, the conscripts of the third banner and the fifth banner have fought again and stabbed a fellow, just for an old dog!"

"It's really a bunch of beasts, and they can kill people for a dog." As he spoke, he drew the broadsword that had been inserted into the dead farmer beside the woman, and put it into its scabbard.

Claude paused at the door of the house, turned his head to the two soldiers, and said, "You two show me this slut."

As he spoke, he kicked open the gate and walked towards the purgatory-like village.

While the grain convoy of the Western Frontier Army was burning and looting in the village, a cavalry team with horses and men in saddle was hiding behind a small hill half a mile outside the village, watching a bandit act with a cold eye.

At the top of the hill, a cavalryman crawling behind the grass said anxiously to the officer beside him: "Sir Rejek, rush, if you don't rush into the village again, all the people in the village will be killed!"

Rejeke, the deputy captain of the cavalry of the Wells Legion, turned his head and glanced at the anxious soldier beside him, "The captain has repeatedly emphasized that the cavalry team will win with one blow, and you can win with one blow when you rush in now?" Can your war horse charge when it enters the village? I can't stand this miserable situation, I think you should go back to the valley and farm. ”

The wandering knight Rejek was accustomed to seeing the miserable scenes of the world, and he had also experienced scenes more cruel than this kind of village slaughter, so his heart was not shocked.

Anxiously, the soldier turned his gaze to the other deputy captain Jafar, "Chief Jafar~"

"Shut up!" Jafar, who was lying in the grass munching hay, interrupted the soldier's words.

"Sir Reyeke is right. You recruit~ If you talk more, you will get out of here. Jafar is now fluent in Burgundian and even more fluent when swearing.

The new cavalryman finally stopped talking, and just watched as the demon-infested village dug his fingers deep into the turf.

"The captain is back." Cavalry Sergeant {Squadron Leader} Red, who was lurking in the grass of the hills, reminded softly.

Sure enough, at the edge of the woodland at the back of the hill, three riders were galloping towards the hill under the cover of the tree line.

Jafar and Reyek retreated to the hills with a few cavalry, and met Lusignan, who was on horseback.

"Captain, how's it going? Has this group of mongrels broken away from the brigade? Reyek asked.

Lusignnan glanced at a cloud of smoke in the sky not far away, "That's right, the Western Army Brigade has arrived outside the city of Tignac, and these twenty or so mongrels are lone wild dogs. ”

"Let everyone unsheath their swords and saddle their horses, and as soon as they get out of the village, they will immediately rush with me to kill them, so as to destroy them all!"

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