Fifteen miles northwest of Wallonia, wisps of campfire smoke rose into the air between the gentle hills of the plains, and the air was getting colder and colder, and winter was approaching.

In a cave on the side of the hill, Ron took off his boots and took them to the campfire in front of him to bake, and Otto and Colin on the side also followed Ron's example and put their boots and socks in front of the campfire to dry, and the cave instantly filled the cave with a smoky foot smell.

"Brother Odo, if you don't go outside to bake, your socks are too ...... Smoke eyes~" Ron deliberately made a motion to wipe his eyes, looking disgusted and disgusted.

"Your socks don't stink, I'm sorry for me."

"Mine doesn't stink, don't you believe you smell it?" Ron brought his sock to Otto's nose.

Otto sniffed, it really didn't stink too much.

"You guy, when did you learn to love clean, your socks used to be the smelliest before."

Colin smiled, "Lord Otto, Brother Ron is different now, he is no longer a boy, and the maid Ollie next to Madame loves cleanliness so much, our Brother Ron has to wash himself before sending him to Ollie's bed." ”

Otto and Colin had a wicked smile on their faces, and a rare smile appeared on Ron's hideous face.

"What are you laughing at?" Art, who had just returned from his outpost, walked into the cave, and Ron hurried up to take off the cold and heavy plate chain armor for Art, and put on a slightly more comfortable bearskin coat.

Art sat down on the stake that Otto had moved, and put his hand on the bonfire for a while to feel that his feet were cold, so he raised his foot and tore off his boots, took off his socks and put them on the fire, and in a short time the socks began to steam.

"Ahem, that, my lord, I'll go and see if their dinner is ready, it's been a long time since it was delivered." Otto held his breath and ran out of the cave.

"My lord, it's time for me to keep watch in the middle of the night, and I'll go and get Rig back." Colin also ran out after Otto's tail.

"It's just dark, what whistle are you changing?" Art looked puzzled.

Colin pretended not to hear and hurried away.

Ron and Art were the only ones left around the cave campfire, but Ron's expression was also very strange.

"Ron, what's wrong with you? Under the weather. ”

Ron waved his hand repeatedly, "Master, you~" Ron pointed to Art's socks.

Art has had some nasal congestion lately, and he really doesn't feel anything.

"My socks? What's wrong? ”

"Master, why don't you give me the socks, and I'll wash and dry you at night, you're too ~"

Art put his socks under the tip of his nose, and sure enough, there was a pungent and spicy feeling, "My feet~ I knew that I should have asked your wife to prepare a few more pairs of boots and socks for me, okay, you go and wash me." ”

Art threw his socks aside, and he hated them.

Ron grabbed Kiat's socks and turned and ran out of the cave.

Art sucked in the air, "Does it stink that much?" ”

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

The military tent Zheng next to the hall of the lords of Wallonburg

Tuba had just entered the city from the chariot array in the north of the city, carrying a letter from Matthew's fast horse, Art's personal guard, "Sergeant Major, your lord sent a fast horse to deliver the message, they have safely withdrawn to the predetermined camp, our army died twenty-one people in the battle of the jungle, and the enemy was killed by our trap more than a hundred people!" Your Excellency has sent you a message asking you to reward everyone who participated in the trap setting. In addition, this is a secret order signed by the adults, and the adults will deploy the next combat mission of the adjacent step corps. ”

Angus took Yat's warrant and unfolded it and quickly swept it, "Tuba, summon all the officers above the flag captain to the Chinese military camp for a military meeting." Herald, go and invite the Baron to the military tent."

"Sergeant Major, what are your orders?" Tuba asked before leaving.

Angus rolled up his warrant, "Your Excellency ordered us to leave the hoplites and a flag corps to defend Fort Wallonia, and the cavalry and infantry to assemble near Fort Gené with their chariots to the west. ”

Tuba asked in surprise, "Your Excellency is going to attack Fort Gennet?" ”

"No, your lord is going to attack the city of Bouvan to the east of Fort Gené."

Tuba recalled slightly, "Buvan City? It's already Schwaned's border! ”

"Snow winter is coming soon."

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

One later, the Jonah Frontier Garrison suddenly appeared in the open space outside Fort Genet.

The army that suddenly appeared consisted of six flag infantry of the 1st Infantry Corps, four selected infantry flag teams of the 2nd Infantry Regiment, a Deadpool team, a cavalry team, a baron's guard (military courtiers), and more than 40 chariots, totaling 650 men.

The Heavy Infantry, the Bow and Crossbow Brigade, a Banner Regiment, and four Prisoner Bannermen were transferred to the fort of Wallonia and two village forts near the castle of Walloon to garrison the Imperial Guard

Looking at the more than 600 heavily armed Burgundian soldiers outside the city, the more than 250 Swabian troops stationed in Fort Gené not long ago were a little panicked, many of them had just experienced the battle in the dense forest gap, and had seen the insidious and cunning of Burgundian Rao, and they were not afraid of the enemy attacking the city, they were afraid of the enemy's deception.

Therefore, when the Burgundian army was still seven or eight miles apart, the Swabian immediately sent fast horses to the Swabian army in the city of Ao Nang to report to the camp of the Swabian army, declaring that thousands of Burgundian troops were besieging Fort Genet, and asking the Chinese army to send troops to rescue them immediately.

However, the Burgundian army outside Fort Gené only stood outside the city for half an hour before abruptly withdrawing eastward.

The defenders of Fort Gené had just breathed a sigh of relief from the enemy's withdrawal, but suddenly remembered something.

"The Burgundian army is withdrawing in the wrong direction, right? Shouldn't they retreat west? An officer at Fort Genet muttered two words as he looked at the back of the Burgundian army, which had almost disappeared from view.

The commander of the garrison of Fort Genet, beside the officer, became more and more uneasy, and he jerked his head up, "God! They will cross our borders and plunder our lands. ”

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

The Count of Burgundy is weak, since the grandfather of the (deceased) Marquis of Ivrea turned the Count of Burgundy into an independent marquisate decades ago, the Count of Burgundy has become the weakest of many borders, the Duchy of Burgundy is its suzerain, but after all, the two countries are separated by a layer of suzerainty, so the strength of the Duchy of Burgundy does not mean that the Count of Burgundy is strong, compared to the Duchy of Swabia, the Count of Burgundy is just a role.

It is precisely because of the disparity in national power that Swabia has always played the role of aggressor, and Swabia has peeked into the territory of the Count of Burgundy more than once or twice for decades.

Similarly, because Swabia was always attacking one side, Burgundy was always on guard on the border between the two countries, ready to deal with Swabian aggression; On the other hand, Swabia, except for a few years ago, when a hundred and ten peasant soldiers slipped into the southwest to fight, no Burgundian dared to take the initiative to invade the border for decades, so the western border of Swabia was not well defended, and there were neither strong city walls nor strong troops stationed.

Ordinary armies don't have the courage to run into jackals' dens to die, but this time they encountered an unusual army.

When forty-seven two-horse, iron-inlaid four-wheeled vans suddenly appeared in Buvan, on the territory of the Swaning country, the Swabians had not yet reacted, and they thought that their army had returned victorious.

It wasn't until the huge convoy slowly approached, and the Swabian citizens who walked out of the village manor to the side of the road to watch that they saw the unfamiliar flag and the unfamiliar faces under the flag.

"Burgundians?"

"Burgundians!"

"Ahh The Burgundians are coming! ”

The people of Swabian fled in all directions, hiding in the village manor and closing the gates......

Ron let go of the reins and let the horse under him pac freely, then raised his hand and stretched out to rub his waist, laughing, "Swabian, here we go again!" ”

"Master, do you want me to take someone to capture that village? Give me twenty people, and I'll take the village at once! Ron pointed to the wooden-fenced village where the citizens were hiding, and his desire to burn it down grew stronger.

Art glanced at the village, such a place could no longer arouse his slightest interest, "What's the hurry?" Go to their county town of Bufan first, and I'll let you grab enough when the Swabian soldiers are suppressed!" ”

"Matthew, the herald hastened forward, and today we have a dinner party under the city of Bufan!" Arte kicked his horse and ran towards the Swabian border county town of Buvan.

After half a year of hard fighting, it is time for the army to rest and relax.........