When Tyrande saw the Roman light cavalry that had come down, he knew that he was in a position to recover.

Like a desperate lion, he stopped chasing Eugen and sighed deeply: "Alas, I can't imagine that I lost to a little-known Eugen, can it be said that the name Eugen is rich in famous generals?" ”

Sighing, he lifted his mask helplessly, revealing his face.

Between knights and knights, this action has an implicit meaning, that is, the sword-to-sword dialogue has ended, and the two sides can talk for a while.

Eugen, who had been running ahead, saw that he stopped, so he stopped his mount and turned to look at Tyrande.

At this time, he suddenly realized that under the mask of the daunting heavy knight, there was nothing more than an ordinary face. With a thick beard, deep-set eye sockets, and rough thick lips, he looks like a peasant.

The long scar on his face looked a little crazy, which made him look even more fierce.

"Tell me, little Habsburg fellow, how did you come up with these tactics, did your elders give you the idea?" Tyrande looked at Eugen levelly, as if he had regarded him as an adversary to whom he could talk to on an equal footing, but there was still contempt in his words.

Eugen knew that the elder he was referring to was the famous Prince Eugen.

"For no other reason, I can think of this just because I'm weaker than you." Behind Tyrande, Rambo had already arrived with a few pikemen. Eugen saw that his backup was coming, and his tone became tougher. "Also, I'm not a Habsburg guy, my name is Eugen."

"Haha, hahahaha. Are you weaker than me? Interesting. When Tyrande heard Eugen's answer, he actually laughed, and Eugen was confused.

Suddenly, he drew the long sword in his hand, pointed it at Eugen and shouted angrily: "Habsburg little fellow, do you think that if you are lucky enough to defeat me once, you can taunt a knight at will? I tell you, I can be defeated, but I will never be insulted by you. ”

As he spoke, Tyrande roared angrily, and seemed to rush forward again.

Rambo and the others hurriedly rushed up, and Eugen also hid behind a group of people without any backbone, and he was blinded by Tyrande's sudden anger.

"What is this, I'm just telling the truth, I really don't know how the brains of these ancient Europeans turned." These slots, Eugen can only spit in his heart, to be honest, he doesn't know what to do with this Tyrande now.

It was Rambo who stood in front and said respectfully to Tyrande: "Marshal, please calm your anger, our lord has absolutely no intention of insulting you, on the contrary, we are deeply impressed by your bravery." ”

Eugen didn't understand what this situation was, why did Rambo suddenly praise the enemy, did he want to defect? However, he also knew that now was not the time to dismantle the stage, so he nodded again and again and said: "Yes, yes, yes, impressive, impressive, the marshal is really brave." ”

Hearing Eugen's admission, Tyrande's face looked a little better, and he put the sword back into the scabbard and said haughtily, "Is it? In that case, then just let me go! ”

The tone of this sentence is not like a plea for mercy, but like a command.

Rambo's smile was still polite, and he only heard him say in a relaxed tone: "Of course, we will let your Excellency go sooner or later, but it will require your family to pay a small price." Until then, I would like to ask you to come and live with us for a while. ”

At this time, Eugen understood that although he had defeated Tyrande at the moment, he could definitely not kill him, and he could only deduct some ransom or something.

Even some knights who value honor may just let Tyrande go, and say: You played well, I will let you go back, and when you call the master, we will fight again.

This is the war in Europe, and unless it is a long-standing grudge, the nobles will not be killed in most cases.

Eugen also knows a little about this, and the only thing he learned is through movies and TV series.

Thankfully, having Rambo help him with these things made it a lot easier. At this moment, Tyrande heard Rambo's words, although he was still a little angry, but he couldn't say anything more. Since people are doing things according to the rules of the aristocracy, it will be a bit embarrassing for him to entangle him again.

Reinforcements could no longer be counted on, and the commander was captured by the enemy, and when Corleone led the light cavalry troops from the rear, the remaining heavy cavalry finally gave up resistance and obediently tied up.

In this way, the three hundred heavy cavalry lost nearly a hundred, and more than two hundred were captured. The three-to-one battle loss ratio is already quite tragic, after all, they are undertaking the most dangerous task.

After Tyrande handed over his weapon, Eugen did not tie him up out of respect, but appointed four cronies to keep him under strict guard.

Then he looked at the heavy cavalry, surrounded by pikemen, and both eyes lit up.

Don't get me wrong, Lord Eugen didn't have any strange fondness for these burly and majestic rough men, who seemed to him more like piles of moving gold coins.

"Rambo, quick, help me count how much the equipment of these heavy cavalry is worth, and how much we have earned this time." The expression on Eugen's face when he said this was not at all aristocratic, but like a cunning businessman.

Rambo could also understand the current mood of the head of the family, in fact, he was just as excited in his heart, but he didn't show it.

"My lord, the value of these heavy cavalry is indeed very great, and if we can use this equipment to arm our own heavy cavalry, the future benefits are even more unimaginable." Heavy cavalry is still the ultimate class of the era, and any commander will want to have more of them.

However, Eugen was short-sighted for money, grinning without regard to the image, and a drop of shiny hara slowly flowed from the corner of his mouth.

"No, I don't want all of this equipment, I sell it all. I want money, I want a lot of gold. ”

As for the performance of the head of the family, Rambo was okay, but the pikemen next to him looked at each other, with a slight expression of contempt on their faces.

Eugen didn't pay attention to the other people's reactions, he was still immersed in his own thoughts: You know what a fart, heavy cavalry? What kind of backward arms is that, I want gunpowder, spears, cannons, tanks and planes. As long as you have money, I can even get you a modern special operations force.