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In the rear, seeing that his side was about to collapse at the touch of a button, Hobbes's face trembled uncontrollably, and his eyes glared at the boss, even though he had expected it in his heart, but his heart was still suddenly startled, and his whole body was as if he had been doused with cold water, wet and shivering.

And Russell, who was red-haired on the side, also twitched the corners of his mouth a few times, even though he had expected these people to be rubbish, but he didn't expect that he could be so rubbish, and he had to reestimate Baron Damfries's strength.

If Hobbes and Russell seemed calm on the surface, the senior priests in the church behind them had their eyes jumping, their legs trembling, and their eyes closed, as if they were presented with an illusion in front of them.

His hands were constantly drawn on his chest, his face was pale, and his mouth was constantly muttering, and if he listened carefully, he could hear the word God.

At this moment, the figure of the Knight Villiers slowly ran from a distance, slowly expanding from a black dot.

Beside him, two young squires followed on horseback, and it was evident that they were running hard.

"Mr. Knight, rest for a while, thank you for your hard work!"

Looking at the Knight Villiers who came over, Hobbes looked him calmly into the eye and whispered to him without a hint of blame.

This caused several priests who had been about to make a big fuss, to close their mouths wide open, and looked at Knight Villiers reluctantly, and then looked at Hobbes with some curiosity and suspicion.

On the side, Russell glanced at Knight Villiers' clean armor, then at the two sturdy squires beside him, and asked softly:

"Mr. Knight, what is the specific situation, how did the army rout so quickly!"

For a moment, a flash of appreciation flashed in Hobbes's eyes, which was exactly what he wanted to ask.

It was a little embarrassing for him to ask, but it was better for Russell, an outsider, to ask, and he left quickly anyway.

Then, Knight Villiers felt a pair of hot eyes scanning over him, to which he could only show an expression of anger and embarrassment.

"After talking to Baron Danfries, the two armies began to face each other directly, our side defended, they attacked, but unexpectedly, more than a thousand pikemen on the opposite side pressed directly over, and the group of cowards, before they met, were directly frightened and weak, and fled in rout, and I could only flee back in shame! Alas! ”

Villiers lowered his head slightly, not regaining his previous vigor, and explained to everyone.

"It seems that Baron Danfries' strength is still above our estimates, and it seems that this group of nobles is still hiding their strength!"

Hearing Knight Villiers' explanation, Russell looked at the deserters who followed him one by one, the dust fluttering, and the approaching army of Baron Damfries, now he could see the banner of the Damfries family, and the corners of his mouth sneered.

"It seems that we should have prepared in advance this time, otherwise the consequences will be unpredictable!"

Hearing this, Bishop Hobbes looked up, looked ahead, and nodded in agreement.

"Your Excellency, you say we are still prepared?"

At this moment, a high-ranking priest behind him stepped closer and interjected, his face full of surprise and disbelief.

"Of course, my lord is watching over us, and how can he let his faithful servants be harmed?"

Bishop Hobbes prayed reverently and addressed several of the other priests.

On the side, the knight of Villiers also looked pious, obviously, he already knew about it, so he left the army and fled back without hesitation.

At this time, the resentment in the hearts of the priests behind him for the Knight Villiers disappeared a lot.

And when Bishop Hobbes prayed, his face immediately brightened, and he pointed ahead and said:

"You see, this road is the main road leading to the church, and Baron Damfries is the best choice for him if he wants to defeat us in one fell swoop!"

Several senior priests behind Bishop Hobbes nodded as they looked over the avenues that appeared in his sight, and then at the other trails.

"On both sides of this road, there are lush foliage, but it's a good place to hide!"

The smile on Bishop Hobbes's face became even more pronounced, and there was a lot of confidence in it.

"Baron Damfries' pride at this time is the last happiness before defeat in the next moment!"

When he came from Baron Damfries, he first passed through a wheat field, then a ten-foot-wide dirt field, slightly grassy, and on either side of the mud field, a dense forest, and a few people-thick towering trees made people unconsciously raise their necks and sigh.

Under the big trees on both sides, there were already nearly 3,000 troops recruited by the church, and they had been waiting for a long time.

Unlike ordinary peasant soldiers, most of these troops were Scottish veterans who had served as mercenaries, and their combat effectiveness was more than a cut above the baron's army.

Bishop Hobbes, who learned of this, was naturally full of confidence.

Back on the other side, Baron Damfries' knights were like wolves, playing and killing the fleeing peasants, blood and stumps haphazardly covering the entire road.

After following the troops comfortably, Baron Damfries was in a more comfortable mood at this time.

The thought of the thousands of acres of fine land in the church, and the innumerable gold coins and jewels in the cellar, made His Excellency feel that he was riding not a horse, but a cloud in the sky, and his whole being was limp.

At this moment, the horse under his crotch suddenly snorted, startling the baron.

"Whew-" The Baron looked at the big black horse under him, and realized that it was the horse's snort, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Damn the horse, I'm scared to death, I'll let you experience the taste of hunger tonight!"

After scolding, the baron looked around, and the tall and dark trees stood in two rows on the road, and they even looked a little frightening.

"If you think about anything, I want to win, and the Damfries family will have a place in Scotland!"

Shaking his head to drive away the strange thoughts in his mind, Lord Baron thought carefully and muttered optimistically.

However, this fear naturally harassed his heart and made him nervous.

Suddenly, he heard footsteps in his ears, and just as he was about to think he was hallucinating, a group of soldiers suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, slaughtering indiscriminately.

The baron looked closely, and a steady stream of soldiers burst out of the forest, with sharp iron weapons in their hands, and slashed at his soldiers.

Thus, the genes passed down from the ancestors come into play.

His Excellency the Baron ignored the three-seven-twenty-one, clamped his legs, and the horse's hooves leaped, and then returned the way it came.