"What, those bastards even want me to go and surrender in person, and they want me to guarantee the honor of the viscount and the nobility to ensure that they will not be killed. These damn things are actually playing tricks on me every day! In the tent of Kodor's command, the leading Viscount was spitting and angry, and his face was as red as a pig on fire. Seeing this, the officers demanded that they go and kill the group of miscellaneous people. Only the man who looked like a lord was indifferent.

"Your Excellency Viscount."

The man is still polite as usual.

"Since they have asked you to surrender in person, why don't you give them a chance, and if they see you go and surrender sincerely, then we can immediately send our camp to Marsy Fort to support. If they surrender, it's not too late to send troops to attack again, because they won't be able to hold it anyway. ”

The lord looked at the Viscount with a wicked smile on his face, as if he were a strategist.

After hearing this, the Viscount of the leading soldiers fell silent and stroked his gray beard. Zhengse said, "Command all departments, prepare for another battle, and if the enemy pretends to surrender, attack immediately." ”

"Yes!"

All the officers and nobles in the tent responded in unison.

As Angus expected, this move was finally recognized by the enemy. A moment ago, the leading Viscount came to the front of the battle and personally accepted the surrender of the Welsh Legion, and before Angus could say a few words, the Viscount of the leading soldier was already angry, saying that Angus and others were not trustworthy and insulted the honor of knights and nobles, and vowed to use the sword in his hand to kill the Welsh Legion without leaving a single piece of armor.

Because the vice-president of the Welsh Legion, Angus, repeated his old trick, he once again asked the Earl of Codor to vouch for the honor of the Welsh Legion with the honor of nobility. When the Viscount heard this, it was difficult for him to send his troops back to Kodor City to ask the Earl for pardon for this group of barbarians in the southern valley, which made it clear that he was playing as a monkey. Without further ado, the Viscount was determined to chop up the miscellaneous pieces of the Welsh Legion and feed them to the wild dogs in the mountains.

A fierce battle is poised to start......

Just when Angus came up with a trick to delay the enemy's attack and buy time for Art, together with the wagons carried by the legion before, plus the dozens of wagons captured during the breakthrough of Marsy Fort, the reinforcements preparing to rescue the Angus Department had already driven south along the trade road in batches under the leadership of the corps commander Art.

The soldiers were very fast, and the blocking troops had already insisted on fighting fiercely with the pursuing enemy in the field, and they could no longer hold on, whether it was physical strength or combat strength. Art must rush to the aid of the Sergeant Major and his brothers who had been born and died as fast as he could. A four-legged one is definitely faster than a two-legged one, not to mention that the road along the way is relatively smooth. The soldiers had been greatly depleted by the capture of Fort Marssy, and the horse-drawn carriage was the best way to save their strength.

Art looked to the south and whispered softly, "Sergeant Major, brothers, you must hold on, we are coming." ”

Ron and Stanley, who were seated on the sidelines, glanced at Art and then at each other. Ron asked, "What are you talking about, sir?"

Art came back to his senses and said to Ron, "Let the army speed to the blocking battlefield, Sergeant Major, they must be in great difficulty now, the sooner we go, the better their chances of survival." ”

"Yes, sir!"

Ron commanded.

"Lead the carriage, speed up, and go straight to the blocking battlefield!"

As the sun set in the west, dozens of carriages hurried south to the sound of the coachman's whips......

To the south of Kodor, under the hills, the Angus Division of the Welsh Regiment blocked the battlefield. A fierce battle with a murderous sound has already begun.

The shouts, the sounds of panic, mixed with the sound of swords and swords were particularly piercing in the light of the setting sun.

With the order of the Viscount of the Kordor's chasing troops, yes, it was the guy who was so angry by Angus that he almost vomited blood, and the group of Kodorians who had not fought for many years broke out with amazing combat effectiveness, whether it was a peasant soldier or a professional soldier or a county defender, with the double blessing of a high bounty and a knighthood, they rushed towards the Welsh legion chariot formation, and accompanied by a rain of arrows pouring down from the rear.

After suffering the loss of the chariot formation, the Kodorians learned wisely, and the light and heavy infantry in front attacked the edge of the chariot formation, and the archbow team in the rear fired several arrows in unison, attacking the enemy soldiers standing above the chariot formation and in the rear ready to fill the vacancy, so as to assist the infantry to tear the chariot formation and rush into the chariot formation, and come to the inside to blossom, and surround the outside.

On the Welsh legion's side, they were heavily defended, with broadswords, short spears, and a small number of bows and arrows in battle, only to see the corpses of the Kodor soldiers slowly piling up on the periphery of the cart formation, so that some red-eyed Kodol soldiers stood directly on the corpses and attacked the soldiers in the cart array. What's more, the shield-raising soldiers holding huge stones or chain hammers smash the weak points of the chariot formation. This time, the battle loss ratio was reduced to 6 to 1 or even 5 to 1, because the enemy attacked too fiercely.

Angus, Lusignan, and Jafar led the cavalry to supervise the battle in the rear, and as before, where the cavalry was about to be unable to support it, they immediately rushed over to plug the gap. Occasionally, they also rushed out from the flanks to interfere with enemy troops.

The war is raging, and the two sides are fighting bloodily. In the blink of an eye, the left flank of the car formation has been broken by the enemy's heavy infantry, Angus saw this and immediately led more than ten cavalry cavalry to attack and kill, the knife fell, the Kodor soldiers who had just rushed into the car formation were cut down by Angus before they could react, and another guy who didn't want to die saw Angus riding a tall horse slash his accomplice, and was about to rush up, Jafar hit a heavy hammer down, the top of the unlucky guy's head was smashed, and his eyes had fallen out under the pressure of the heavy hammer, with bloodshots.

"Sergeant Major, I can't hold on to the right."

With that, Lusignan, enduring the sharp pain in his lower back, hurried his horse straight to the right flank, and the rest of his followers also rushed forward.

By the time Angus turned around, Lusignan had already galloped over and slashed one of the light infantry out, and the hapless fellow who flew out smashed on several other enemy troops, and the three enemy soldiers who fell to the ground were slashed to death by the Welsh soldiers near the chariot formation.

The situation is critical, the car formation has been broken in two places, the Welsh soldiers have been tightened by the Kodor heavy infantry, more than ten have fallen to the ground, some have been stabbed to death by several heavy infantry with multiple swords, broken arms and legs can be seen everywhere. After all, the enemy army was outnumbered, and now that the chariot formation had been breached, the Welsh legionnaires had lost their barrier and were about to be completely exposed to the enemy's iron hooves.

"Jafar, Lusignan, each of you will take a few cavalry to attack them behind them, and plan to repair the chariot formation inside." Angus said loudly to the two.

The two of them answered the order.

Seeing that the battle was difficult, Angus shouted to the Welsh legionnaires in the chariot, "Brothers, Fort Marsey has been taken by Lord Arte, and countless gold and silver goods have been seized in the fort, and everyone has a share, and those who have done great deeds are more richly rewarded. As he spoke, a Kodor cavalryman rushed over, swung his sword and slashed at Angus, Angus quickly flipped back, raised his sword and stabbed at the Kodor cavalry, the tip of the sword passed through the enemy's abdomen, and the blood flowed endlessly, only to see Angus's left hand punch on the cheek of the Kodor cavalry, and he fell off his horse.

Angus looked at the Welsh legionnaires who were fighting their way around. Keep yelling.

"Lord Art is also on the way to meet us, as long as we hold on, this group of miscellaneous people will be wiped out by the cavalry brought by the Lord sooner or later. Hold on! Victory is ours in the end! ”

The soldiers were inspired to fight by Angus's words, and the squads cooperated with each other and fought bravely against the enemy in chariots.

The previous blockade battle has now completely turned into a decisive battle. In the right flank gap, one, two, three Welsh legionnaires fell. The outer cavalry also fell into the double encirclement of the Kodor infantry and cavalry. No less than five horsemen and horses were cut to the ground, and Jafar was stabbed in the leg by the enemy cavalry, and he was bleeding profusely, but he held on to dragging the outlying infantry......

The scales of war seemed to be tipped in favor of the Kodol army, who were superior in numbers and the Welsh walls had been breached......

As the sun set, blood flew on the battlefield, and a wail accompanied by the sound of the wind spread into the distance, reaching the ears of the Welsh Legion Art, and on the heraldic banner of the Frontier Viscount Art.

"Ron, you lead half of the hoplites to attack the enemy from the left flank, Stanley, you lead the crossbow team to attack the enemy from the right flank, and I bring the rest of my men and horses straight to the enemy's camp in the center. Remember, don't fall in love with the war, our mission is to rescue the sergeant major from them. ”

"Let's go!"

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

The two took the order and left.

There is no suspense, the Kodorians are in a hurry. Unexpectedly, the duck that was about to cook was rushed to the rescue by his owner. With the shouts of the rescue troops from the three roads resounding at the foot of the mountain, the blocking troops saw the arrival of the rescue troops, and the soldiers broke out to kill the enemy.

With a flurry of chopping melons and vegetables, the Kodorians retreated, and ran three miles south before stopping.

The Viscount of the leading soldiers glanced at the north and cursed in his mouth, "Damn, fortunately I ran fast!" But when he thought about it, his face suddenly darkened.

"Suffer, Fort Marcy!"

Art and his party did not stop long, and immediately after cleaning up the battlefield, they took the corpses of wounded soldiers and dead soldiers and drove north. Because of the current disparity between the forces of the enemy and us, it is necessary to be prepared to hold on to Fort Marsey.

Before leaving, Art and Stanley explained a few words, only to see Stanley walking towards the southern hilly region with a task force of more than ten people......