Chapter Eighty-Five: The Attack on Birtten (1)

As night fell, on the bright moonlit lane, Art and Angus led four squads of soldiers, one sentry cavalry, and two trained peasant squads, a total of forty people, divided into four war horses and eight carriages, and marched towards the east of Swaguo under the guidance of sentry horses.

Ron, who was exploring the way in front of the group, returned to the group, "Master, I met two sentry riders who stayed behind, and they said that there was no enemy situation in front of them, and there was no enemy sentry. ”

Art glanced back at the team behind him by moonlight, and the figure of Angus, who was following the back of the team, was faintly visible.

"Ron, keep the Sentinels three miles away from the brigade with the Sentinels."

"Bass, Kazak, Pats (the leader of the first team of the third squad temporarily leads the third team), Tubba, whether the teams are keeping up." Art called the four squad commanders in turn.

"Yes." The four squad leaders replied.

"Are the peasant soldiers keeping up?" Art continued to roar.

"Kept up."

"No problem."

The two temporarily appointed peasant captains answered in turn.

"Okay, speed up, everybody follow."

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The eastward march was speeding along the moonlit carriageway, and by the moonset the procession had stopped at the edge of the mountain.

Art and Angus changed into burqas captured from the Swabian baggage squad, and the six elite soldiers behind them also changed into enemy clothes, and all the soldiers involved in the battle hid in the wagons, which were covered with a layer of hay and camouflaged with felt cloth, and each wagon was planted with a Swabian flag.

When everything was ready, Art and Angus rode around the village settlements along the way with six "baggage guards" in the direction of Biltenberg. Ron quietly followed around the convoy with three outfitted sentinels.

At dawn, a convoy of baggage on the southern avenue of Biltenberg was slowly moving towards the fort gate.

On the castle wall, the knight of the Inner House who was in charge of guarding Biltenberg was yawning incessantly, and after Baron Jeffrey led most of his troops south to suppress the bandits yesterday, the entire Biltenberg was his highest military rank. The tiger left the mountain, and the monkey naturally wanted to be king, and last night he called several professional women in the city to eat, drink and have fun in the lord's hall all night, until his subordinates came down to report a baggage convoy outside the city, and the knight of the inner house, who had been working on the belly of the woman all night, still fell asleep with two naked women in his arms.

The knight of the Inner Palace, who had been disturbed by his sweet dream, got up and kicked the messenger hard, then wrapped his clothes and carried the wine glass on the table to the castle wall.

"Disturbed my dreams, what a bungrel." The knight of the Inner House stood on the wall of the castle and picked at the in the corner of his eye, and then drank the wine from the glass in his hand.

A little minion glanced at the convoy that was getting closer and closer to the south, and replied for a long time: "My lord, it seems to be our army's baggage convoy~"

The knight of the inner palace leaned on the wall of the fort and glanced at the vague military flag in the south, and muttered: "It's really ~ go, go down to see if they have any private goods this time, and if they have, they can knock on a sum of wine money~" The knight of the inner palace hummed a small tune and prepared to go down to the outside of the castle gate.

The little minion thought for a while, and then pulled the knight of the Inner Palace, "My lord, before the baron leaves, he asked us not to let anyone into Biltenberg, so we better be careful." ”

The knight of the Inner House paused, and he remembered that the army had moved south to suppress the bandits, and now Birtenberg was an empty city.

"Well, you reminded us well, we can't be careless. Tell the man guarding the gate to show me the gate, and you can't let anyone into the city without my permission. ”

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Art slowly approached Biltenburg with soldiers disguised as enemy baggage convoys, and he could already see Bilten's closed gates. Biltenberg is an important border castle of Swabia on the southwestern border, much smaller than the city of Tignac, but much larger than Andermattburg, because of its fertile plains, Biltenberg is also incomparable to Andermattburg. Also because there was no war for many years, the city defense of Biertenburg was not tight, and there was neither a drawbridge nor a gate outside the only fort gate, and only two giant wooden gates with iron and oak separated the inside and outside of the fort.

Art led the convoy closer to the castle gate, and saw a guy with a wine glass standing on the castle wall.

"Hey man, Biltenberg doesn't allow anyone to enter right now, get out of here." The guy on the fort wall yelled at Art.

Art turned to signal the convoy to stop, then said toward the fort gate, "We are a convoy carrying weapons and baggage from the south to the north. We don't have to go into the city, we just camp outside the city. But we want to recuperate here for half a day, can we buy some drinks from the city and treat everyone, the guys have been on the road for seven or eight days, and it is really hard. ”

Art said and looked up at the guy on the fort wall, who was a little shaken.

"My lord, I can pay you some more silver coins, and you will help me buy drinks and send them out, and the rest of the money will be regarded as your hard work." Art said as he pulled out a money bag containing a silver coin from his bosom and held it up.

The knight of the inner palace listened to the accent of the leader of the convoy under the city with a strong southern flavor, and saw that the baggage convoy had begun to move to the open space next to the road, looking like he was camped on the spot, thought for a while, and nodded: "Okay, then I'll work hard and help you get some drinks." So saying, he went down the wall of the fort and came to the gate of the fort.

"Open the castle gate, I'll go out for a while." The knight of the Inner House asked the guards to open the gate of the fort.

The six guards who pretended to unload the cattle had been watching the fort gate for a long time, and just as the castle gate was opened, they suddenly drew their long swords from their waists and turned around and rushed towards the fort gate.

Eight wagons "full of goods" were suddenly lifted, and twenty or thirty soldiers armed with round shields and blades jumped out of the carriages and rushed up after the six soldiers who had seized the door.

As soon as the fort door was opened, six figures rushed over in the eyes of the knights of the inner house, and before they could react, the strong bodies of the six guys had already slammed into the fort gate, and the fort gate was hit violently, and it suddenly opened half a person wide.

The knight of the Inner House took a step back and pulled the gate with both hands and tried desperately to close it, but a battle axe roared towards the door......

Angus didn't let the gate close again this time, and when a few soldiers who had seized the gate stabilized the width of the crack in the gate, he rushed to the gate, flew past the unlucky guy who had been killed by the axe, and then raised the sword in his hand and slashed, and a terrible cry sounded in the door of the gate.

In a few moments, the gates of Biertenburg opened, and dozens of soldiers armed with sharp blades poured into the city.

With his unsheathed sword in his hand, Art rode into the fort gate, and seeing that the fort gate had been firmly controlled by Angus, he ordered the thirty or so soldiers around him: "Tuba's fourth squad stays to occupy the fort wall and stabilize the fort gate, and the others are scattered and killed in squads or battle groups, and do not let go of any corner that may be dangerous." With that, Art led Tubba's squad up the fort wall and cleared the wall of the fort for the enemy soldiers who might still be resisting......

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"Hurry up, there's a guy hiding in the tavern."

Colin, the leader of the second battle team of the first squad, spotted an enemy soldier hiding in a tavern in the city, and he carried a bloodied sword, and led two of his soldiers to kick open the wooden door of the tavern, and rushed into the tavern to search for the remnants of the enemy.

Before it was time to eat, the few drinkers in the tavern fled as soon as possible. Colin and the others slammed the table and kicked the bench all the way to the tavern's wine cabinet, and the tavern owner was already frightened by the sudden intrusion of the sword-wielding, and he stood behind the wine cabinet and stared at Colin.

"Where did the guy who escaped go?" Colin yelled.

The tavern owner didn't understand Colin at all, just kept shaking his head.

"I'm going to ask where you're hiding that guy who escaped in?" Colin was a little anxious when he saw that the guy in front of him didn't answer his question at all.

The shopkeeper shook his head incessantly, his face full of fear.

"Bastard!" Colin said that he was about to cut it down.

A soldier beside him hurriedly said to Colin: "Team leader, team leader, he can't understand our words!" ”

That's when Colin reacted.

"Disarm or kill!" Colin remembered a Swabian phrase that the chief had taught them earlier, and the two of them shouted behind him.

This time, the innkeeper finally understood, and quickly nodded and fell to his knees.

After searching in the tavern for a long time, they finally caught this enemy soldier in the grocery pile in the back kitchen of the tavern, in this situation, they did not have the extra personnel energy to watch the enemy prisoners, and the so-called "disarm but not kill" was only aimed at civilians, so Colin did not pay attention to the enemy soldiers' incessant pleading, and directly raised his hand and slashed this tearful and pee-filled guy to the ground, and then led the soldiers out of the tavern and continued to run to the next place where there might be enemy soldiers......

Half an hour later, the fighting in Biltenberg gradually stopped, and after clearing the scattered remnants of the fort, except for a few soldiers guarding the street and the avenue, more than two dozen soldiers gathered in front of the inner fort of the lord of Biltenberg. Because in the confusion, three enemy soldiers with a few burghers retreated into the inner fort, and at this moment the gate of the inner fort has been sealed by them, Angus and Baskazak are organizing soldiers to try to break open the gate of the inner fort with a thick log, but the arrows that keep flying in the arrow stacks of the inner fort have caused them to attack, and Angus has to organize other soldiers to cover the soldiers who hit the door with round shields.

After stabilizing the castle gate, Art also came to the inner fort, almost every castle has an inner fort, the inner fort is generally the place where the lords live, and it is also the last line of defense of the entire castle, the lords' vaults and valuable treasures will be located in the inner fort, if the inner fort cannot be captured, then the capture of this battle will be discounted, and the army that goes deep into the enemy territory cannot slowly loot money from house to house in Biltenburg, so they must take the inner fort as soon as possible and roll up the goods before the "bandit army" reacts and returns to the rescue.

"Don't bump into it, go find a bigger piece of wood." Art yelled at Buzz, who was leading someone to bang the door.

Bass had his soldiers evacuate to a safe distance, and then led them to the castle in search of thicker and heavier wood to use as a breaker.

Art glanced at the arrows of the inner fort, and then ordered Kazak, "Kazak, go find some hay, and use some soaked thatch to make smoke, and cover all the gates with smoke, so that their bows and arrows will not be aimed at the head."

Kazak also took a soldier with him to rip off the thatch from the huts of the houses around the inner fort and sprinkle some water......

After a while, Bass and the men came running back with a rough twenty-foot log, and it was clear that Bass had led the men to tear down the beams of the house. Kazak lit several piles of hay around the gate of the inner fort and threw the soaked thatch on it, and several large puffs of smoke rose up, and soon the sky above the gate of the inner fort was covered with smoke.

"Two shields to cover one person, give it to me!" Art yelled at the soldiers beside him.

The soldiers of the four battle groups worked together in groups of three to lift the thick wooden beams, cut through the thick fog, and slammed into the wooden door of the inner fort in a dozen steps.

Biltenberg had not fought for many years, and Baron Jeffrey could not have imagined that someone would actually hit his inner fort, so the inner fort gate was only a thicker wooden gate, and under the heavy wooden beams again and again, the door bar of the inner fort gate began to crack.

"Bang !!" With a loud bang, the gate of the inner fort finally could not withstand the heavy blow, the door bar broke, and the gate hole opened......

Birtenberg was completely captured.