Alexander's bare feet had just landed on the ground when the scream suddenly sounded, and the cold breath made him shiver slightly, and it was then that he heard the short, but very piercing scream.

Then, before he could react, the door had been slammed open!

Alexander immediately turned, his hand reaching the bed, where a musket lay beside the pillow.

"My lord, someone is sneaking up!"

An Agri soldier with disheveled clothes and terror in his eyes burst into the room, and at the same time as he shouted, there was already chaos outside, shouting, cursing, clashing of weapons, and screams of pain from the dead and wounded!

Alexander grabbed his sword and musket from his bed and rushed to the door, and through the soldier he saw what seemed to be a figure shaking in the living room at the end of the aisle in front of him, and then two Agris retreated backwards into the aisle, one of them kept waving his sword, and when he suddenly slammed and fell to the ground, the Agris behind him finally loaded his ammunition, and then raised it without aiming at a figure that appeared in the doorway and fired his musket.

The roar of the muskets was unusually loud in the small aisle, and the deafening sound of gunfire and the ejected smoke filled the entire aisle, and suddenly there was a panicked cry in the living room.

"My lord, go back!" The guards at the door pushed Alexander back into the room, and the entire village outside was already filled with the sound of chaotic fighting.

At this time, there was already a fighting sound in the hallway, and the guards desperately pressed the door against the bench, then jumped on the bed and kicked open the window with their feet: "Run away, sir!" ”

Alexander didn't care about anything at this time, he didn't even care about complaining about how he could be so careless and didn't think that the enemy would sneak attack, but when he stepped on the window and jumped on the snow, his feet fell on the snow, the cold and piercing feeling made him suddenly wake up from his trance.

By this time the Bohemians and Agri in the village had all been awakened, but because they lived in different houses, when the battle began, they were caught off guard and divided into battles.

Except for a few guards around him, no one cared about Alexander, and everyone either stayed in their own houses or had already rushed outside to engage in hand-to-hand combat with the sudden enemy, because it was so sudden that the Agri soldiers did not have time to load their muskets with ammunition, so they could only grab short swords with the Bohemians or use things as weapons to fight the sudden appearance of the enemy.

There was an alley behind Alexander's house, and he had just run a few steps forward, when a figure suddenly appeared, and the long sword in his hand flashed in the moonlight, and the man seemed to be startled by the sudden appearance of Alexander, but then he rushed over with a shout.

Alexander instinctively raised his right hand, and the sound of the flint of the musket hitting the fire cap anvil in the darkness was unusually loud in the alley, and the man instinctively stopped in fright and raised his hand to block it.

But the imaginary gunfire did not appear, and the musket was dumb!

Just before the man could react, Alexander had already rushed in front of him while raising his spear, and without hesitation, the short sword stabbed at the body of the enemy who completely exposed his chest and abdomen with two strokes, and the sharp blade immediately stabbed a bloody hole in the man's stomach.

Then, despite the screams of pain, Alexander drew his sword and pushed the enemy away and ran out of the alley.

Only Alexander himself knew that his gun did not have time to be loaded with ammunition.

By this time, the chaos of the night had spread throughout the village, and there were shouts, curses, the clashing of weapons and the cries of the dying for help.

Finally, the sound of muskets rang out in a house attracted several enemies who were running nearby, and they shouted and rushed towards the house, but two bright sabers blocked the doorway, and even one of the guys who rushed too fiercely was cut off half of his arm by a head-on knife, and when the man was holding his short arm and bending over and screaming, a long barrel suddenly appeared from the door, and the person holding the gun directly used this unlucky guy blocking the door as a cover, and fired a shot at the crowded and shaking figure outside.

Another scream was heard, but this time the sound quickly died down, followed by an angry curse, and it was clear that the shot had missed the point.

Alexander ran forward, and when he knew that he had found the attack, he knew that it was impossible to organize the people scattered in the village, although the enemy was also scattered to attack, but most of his men were already blocked in the house by this time, and because he did not know how many enemies there were, it was dangerous to rush through so hastily.

Under the protection of the only Agri soldier, Alexander took advantage of the chaos and rushed out of the village, believing that the camp on the other side of the river should have sensed the sudden change in the village, and although the river was in the way, it only a dozen people could cross the river to help them.

Several more enemies appeared in front, and Alexander immediately ducked behind a low wall, but apparently he was moving a little slower, and the other party had already spotted them.

Several men rushed frantically, but the opposing side was outnumbered, and the intimidation with unloaded muskets no longer worked, and Alexander had to fight with the guard wielding a short sword.

A figure suddenly jumped from the roof of a nearby house, and the man swung his saber in the air, and the last enemy who ran was immediately cut to the ground with a scream from the sudden sneak attack from behind.

"It's my lord!" The Bohemian shouted as he rushed towards the enemies who were looking back at him, and several Bohemian soldiers jumped from the roofs.

Alexander and the guard were pleasantly surprised by the sudden arrival of reinforcements, and they did not stop to join the battle immediately.

With the swing of the saber, the enemy was immediately cut down by two more.

The rest of the people saw that the situation was not good, and immediately ran away while shouting.

"Don't chase it!" Alexander immediately shouted to stop the Bohemians who were about to pursue them.

"My lord, we've been attacked."

"What now?"

The bohemians shouted.

"Get out of here, retreat to the shore, tell everyone to retreat to the shore, and meet up with the people on the other side!"

Alexander was not in the least happy that he had temporarily repelled a few enemies, he knew that those men must have discovered his whereabouts, and thinking of the portrait that he still carried in his pocket, he could imagine that the real purpose of the enemy's attack must have been to kill him.

Alexander was right, and just as they were running back out of the village, the enemies they had repulsed were already shouting, "Cambrai is here!" ”

The shouts, which had not gone unnoticed at first, gradually attracted attention, and the enemy gave up the battle with the Bohemians and rushed in the direction of the sound, while the Bohemians and Agri, hearing the shouts, also ran in the direction of the sound.

The two sides began to run towards the river from different directions, Alexander and his guards at the front, surrounded by almost staggered men and horses on both sides, all running towards the river amid shouts and fights.

By this time the camp on the other side of the river had already been awakened, and in the flickering of fire and figures, the Bohemians and Agri had rushed to the riverbank, and some had already begun to climb down the steep black riverbed.

It wasn't too far to reach the river, Alexander thought as he ran, his feet already punctuated by the hard stones and sharp ice, but he didn't care about that, two of the people around him had died, and only five or six men were still protecting him.

Suddenly, several figures emerged from behind a nearby low hill with tall dead grass, one of them slashed a caught Bohemian by a single swing of his sword, and then a figure with long hair and a burly figure swung a large sword at Alexander.

"Grown, go!" The only remaining Agri soldier only had time to raise his sword to resist for a moment, and the blade was cut off by the great sword, accompanied by a scream, a cloud of blood spurted from the shoulder of the Agri, but the man's sword seemed to be stuck in the soldier's shoulder bone and could not be pulled out, and for a moment his angry shouts and the screams of the dying soldier in pain were mixed, and the figures of the two men were also entangled, until one of them was thrown out.

This brief entanglement gave Alexander time, and he continued to run, already seeing the shadows of the riverbank in the distance.

"You can't run away, Cambrai!" The long-haired man strode after Alexander, his teeth reflecting the terrible light in the moonlight like the great sword in his hand, his eyes fixed on Alexander's back and never relaxed, he even rushed directly past a Bohemian who was fighting with his men without looking at him, his target was only Alexander.

The pain in his feet went deep into his bone marrow, and Alexander could feel the threat looming behind him, but he was about to lose his run, and the pain in his feet made his legs tremble with every step he took.

Another Bohemian fell, and at this time there were more enemies surrounding him, and Alexander had to throw away the short sword that was useless at this time, and grab the long sword thrown by one of his companions, and he and several Bohemians were close to each other and waved their weapons to try to get rid of the enemy, but there were more and more enemies who had already heard the news, and if it weren't for the Bohemians who were mixed with them and entangled with them, Alexander and the others would have been surrounded and annihilated by this time.

"You finally can't run away this time, and Cambrai is going to die here." The long-haired man also couldn't help but gasp, although the big sword was used fiercely, but it was also heavy, although the long-haired man was strong, but he felt a little stuffy in his chest and panting when he caught up all the way.

Alexander looked back at the army on the other side of the river that was hurrying across the river, separated only by a half-dried and frozen river, but his men did not have time to come to his rescue.

"Stand back, sir," shouted one of the bohemians, who raised his saber and stabbed him in front of the long-haired man, and as soon as the other man retreated, he rushed forward while several other bohemians escorted Alexander to his feet again.

But by this time several enemies had already rushed in front of them, and with two screams mixed with screams, one of the Bohemians fought hard to cut down the two enemies opposite, but when he faced the third enemy, a trembling halberd, the sharp branches of which suddenly cut his stomach from the side.

The Bohemian fell, holding his blood-spattered belly with one hand, and waving his saber with shouts and shouts, but several enemy figures shook above his head, and several spears and swords were raised in the air, and with one stab after another, the Bohemian finally stopped moving.

"Where are you going to run to Cambrai!"

The long-haired man swung his knife and forced the Bohemian in front of him and strode towards Alexander.

The broad and sharp blade slashed hard in front of his eyes, and the collapsed ice slag bullet cut a bloody mark on Alexander's face, and seeing this scene, both sides of the river bank couldn't help but shout at the same time!

The long-haired man raised his sword again, and out of the corner of his eye, he seemed to see a head popping out of the corner of his eye on the bank of the river behind Alexander.

Then he saw a flash of fire in the darkness.

"Bang!" When the dull sound of gunfire reached the ears of the long-haired man, he felt as if his throat had suddenly been stuffed into a ball of red sand, and the hot and uncomfortable feeling made him can't help but cover his throat with his hand, but when he raised his arm, he found that the right hand that was originally holding the long sword was blurred with blood, and the two fingers had long been gone.

At the same time, in the darkness, Alexander heard Caro's familiar shout: "My lord, this way! ”

Alexander turned and ran towards where Carlo had made a sound, and when a steep riverbed appeared in front of him, he jumped desperately.

But instead of falling on the frozen surface of the river, he fell directly onto a protruding slope on the riverbank, and then he was unsteady on his feet, and he never had time to roll into the river by his side of Carlo.

When Alexander landed on the ice in a daze and slid out of the way, he heard the shouts of Carlo on the slope: "Agri, shoot!" ”

For a moment, Alexander felt as if a thunderbolt had sounded overhead, and when he finally raised his head, he saw that the air above him had been completely covered by rising smoke.

The Agri soldiers in the camp on the other side stood in a row on the bank, and rows of muskets shot out flames on the opposite bank, and the white smoke of gunpowder completely blocked the river for a while.

By this time, Carlo had already jumped onto the ice and ran towards Alexander, and he staggered to Alexander's side and dragged him desperately towards the opposite shore.

When they finally reached the steep riverbank, they heard a faint roar from the other side: "Gombray, you can't run, I swear I will kill you one day!" ”