The total number of resisters who participated in the battle at Slane was no less than one hundred and sixty, but only seventy or eighty withdrew from the mountain city, not because they lost half of their men and horses in the battle, but because they were able to "hide their troops in the people" thanks to the advantage of fighting at home: a considerable part of the resistance were old men and women, and as long as they hid their weapons in time and sat down casually, even if the Norman soldiers broke in, they would not find anything.

The power of the people's war quietly bloomed in the mountain city of Slane, which was a very good reminder for Weiss. The Clumber-Haysen family has a good base of people in the city of Somsonas, and even after the war, there are no fewer inhabitants than Slyen.

That's for later.

The afternoon sun was still shining, and Weiss and 14 "Lorraine guerrilla fighters", with the coordination of 3 "Knights of Slien", carefully concealed in a village not far from the city of Slien. This village is not the same as the one they first came to. Although the previous village had a natural cave suitable for seclusion, and had enough supplies, the retreat route was not safe enough, and there was a short distance in an open area that was uncovered.

The Resists connected several cellars with narrow tunnels, and sealed off the normal entrances and exits of the cellars, thus forming a miniature underground system.

It was noisy outside, with occasional gunshots and Norman shouts, and it seemed that the Norman army was searching the village. If they tortured the villagers to extract confessions, or threatened the lives of their relatives, there was no guarantee that no one would reveal the whereabouts of the resisters, in which case they would hide in an urn and the enemy would have caught them in an urn, but the development of events confirmed Walder-Stein's judgment that the Normans did not massacre innocent civilians on a large scale, nor did they do such a frenzied thing, but at most smashed them during the search and then walked away with a curse.

Is the Norman demonic theory that the federal media has hyped up in the past something that is self-deceptive after all......

Weiss's group escaped the first wave of Norman searches safely, but that didn't mean that every line of soldiers who dispersed and evacuated were lucky. In the middle of the afternoon, there was a sudden sound of heavy gunfire and explosions in the distance, and then the volunteer observer in the village sent news through the air vent that there was a battle in the village called "Bakuden", and that many Norman soldiers were rushing there, and that the Norman warships that were stranded in Slane were also flying in that direction.

In the retreat plan led by Walder-Stein, the village called "Bakuden" was indeed a hiding point, and the troops were divided during the retreat, and there was no pre-arranged who would go where, and if Weiss had chosen another direction at the fork in the road, it was possible for Weiss to go to that village instead of crouching here in peace.

Among the three local resisters who followed Weiss along the way, the leader was a sturdy and agile black-haired young man, whose simple and persistent eyes gave people a sense of reliability. Hearing this, he immediately became anxious, and hurriedly crawled over and asked Weiss, "Captain, let's go out!" Even if you can't directly help them out of the siege, you can still contain some enemies! ”

The situation was still unclear, and Weiss, of course, would not act rashly, and he responded: "If this is an enemy conspiracy, we will fall for the enemy's plan if we venture out." If it was really our people who were attacked, we would go out now to help relieve them a little of the pressure, but the enemy's flying battleships were dispatched, and the end result was that we could not run on either side. On the other hand, if they are captured by the Normans, we can find an opportunity to capture some Norman soldiers and exchange them for our men, which will give us a chance to survive. ”

The black-haired young man did not eat this, he glared and said, "No, our warriors would rather die in battle than be captured by the enemy." If you don't go, I'll go! ”

Weiss was also young and impulsive, on the northern border, in Bellakaser, he ran again and again in the rain of bullets, and he was also hearty, but suddenly looking back, he found that if he had not been favored by Lady Luck again and again, the grave grass would have grown taller long ago. So, he grabbed the arm of the black-haired youth: "Listen to me, young man! This war will go on for a long time, and if we lose our lives out of the heat of the moment, we will not have a chance to contribute more to this country! Hold back, there is a chance to kill a hundred Norman soldiers in the future, and I can't help it, at most three or five Norman soldiers, which way should I choose? ”

Although the black-haired young man was enthusiastic, he was not the kind of person who couldn't listen to anything when he got into the horns. Weiss persuaded him like this, he calmed down a little, pondered for a while, and said very unwillingly: "But, Captain, I will feel guilty for the rest of my life." ”

"Okay!" Weiss sighed, "Let me go out and see the situation, if there is a turning point in the battle, even if there is a death in the road ahead, we will rush forward together, but if there is no hope at all, you must listen to me!" ”

The black-haired young man did not know Weiss, and seemed suspicious of his statement. Seeing this, Weiss pointed to his eyes, and clenched his fist and pounded his heart: "Believe me, believe in us 'Lorraine guerrilla fighters', if we are greedy for life and afraid of death, and abandon our comrades, we will not be the target of the Normans!" ”

Probably seeing the courage that ordinary people did not possess from Weiss's firm eyes, the black-haired young man chose to trust, and he whispered: "Okay, Captain, come with me!" ”

Under his leadership, Weiss came to a secret tunnel entrance, and after pushing the outer cover, a cold mountain wind blew in his face, and the vision in front of him suddenly opened up. He expertly concentrated, squinting. At first glance, the mixture of red and green in his sight seemed to be the scene of a fierce battle between the two sides, but after careful identification, he found that those green imaginary frames were basically old and weak women and children who were not even counted as five scum of battle, and most of them were in a state of full blood, and the mental and physical state of the red imaginary frames was not significantly reduced, which meant that the signs of battle were deliberately faked by the Normans. They may have known that there were resisters hiding in the area, and when the search was fruitless, they came up with such a trick. It has to be said that the resistance, who lacked combat experience, was indeed likely to be confused by the Normans' tricks. No, to the west of the village, where the sound of intense gunfire and explosions could be heard, in a relatively densely vegetated mountain col, gunshots suddenly rang out. Weiss looked away, and there were a handful of red vanity frames, as well as a truly combat-ready green vanity frame......

Impulsiveness is the devil!

Weiss couldn't help clenching his fists, although in that mountain col, the red virtual frame was rapidly "bleeding", and the green virtual frame was soaring, but looking at the periphery, hundreds of red virtual frames were following the sound, and what was even worse was that the floating Norman cruiser was like a shark with sharp teeth and sharp teeth, as long as it smelled blood, it immediately rushed over and opened its bloody mouth with lightning speed!

"Look! Our men are already fighting the enemy! There is a huge disparity in the strength of the enemy and us, if we can't show up in time, we have to watch them slowly be wiped out by the enemy! The black-haired young man used three accentuated words in a row, showing his anxious state of mind vividly.

Weiss did not conceal or quibble, but told the truth: "The battle in the village of Bakuden was faked by the enemy, the enemy is emptying his guns, and our men are still hidden in the tunnels and cellars, but in that col, the battle is real, and our comrades who are hiding there have been lured out by the enemy's tricks!" ”

"So what are you waiting for?" The black-haired youth shouted, "Even if there is only one of our comrades there, as long as the fighting does not stop, we cannot let him fight there alone!" Warriors of the 'Knights of Slyen', take up your weapons and follow me! ”

It seems that living under the occupation of the Normans for a long time has exhausted the patience of these resisters, and the unyielding cry in their bones is day and night, and the previous battle of ambushing the Norman high-ranking officials in the city of Slane instantly ignited their indelible fighting spirit, and the blood in every meridian of the body is boiling irrepressibly.

Although Weiss could understand this, starting from the overall situation of the battle, he still grabbed it and whispered: "Wait! ”

The black-haired young man had a lot of strength, and he broke free from Weiss's restraint with a flick of his arm, and at this moment, there was a thunderous roar in the sky, and then the flames on the other side of the mountain col moved, and the explosion rumbled. Suddenly, the entire col was shrouded in black and gray soot.

Seeing this, the black-haired young man was stunned, and Weiss took the opportunity to persuade: "See! The enemy is just trying to trick us out and bombard us to pieces with naval artillery...... It's not a question of fearlessness or cowardice at all, it's the difference between calmness and recklessness! On the battlefield, it's easy to die in battle, but surviving and defeating the enemy is the real challenge! ”

"We, that's it, endure it?" After a while, the black-haired young man finally spit out a few words.

The enemy in the village had withdrawn, but the nearby mountains were full of enemy search detachments, and lookouts from the Norman cruisers were constantly observing the ground. If you are exposed for a long time, the chances of being discovered by the enemy are not small. Weiss dragged the black-haired young man back into the tunnel to look at it, and said with relief: "Hey, listen, we ambushed their important person in Slyan City, that guy is either dead or wounded, no matter what his identity is, for the countless citizens of the Federation whose homes have been occupied by the Normans, what we have done today is quite a remarkable feat!" Every soldier who sacrificed his life in this battle is a great hero, and every one of them will be admired and remembered by the people! They died as they deserved, and those of us who survived will vent our anger with our knives and guns when the night comes! ”

The black-haired young man, like a man who had lost his way in the dark, finally saw a bright light in front of him, and looked at Weiss with red eyes: "Tonight?" Yes, tonight! We're going to kill back, and we're going to kill the enemy without leaving a single piece of armor behind! ”

According to normal logic, just after doing a big thing, you should withdraw overnight, the farther you retreat, the better, avoid this limelight and then come to find a chance to do something, Weiss originally planned like this. The black-haired young man's words, although not a well-thought-out strategy, gave Weiss an inspiration: the more dangerous the place, the more adventurous the way, the more the enemy will not expect it!