A group of more than twenty people led three horses loaded with a lot of food and weapons, and as they went to the village of Ripley, which was under the jurisdiction of Harrogate Town, young John rode on his horse and took out the short-game warhammer with the shape of a hammer and admired it, while talking to Isabel about the previous battle.

"Godmother, I didn't expect this leader's war hammer to be so delicate." John held the hammer with the handle in his hand and admired it to himself.

"I think it was probably from some squire or priest or priest who went out." Isabel really didn't have a strong interest in armor-piercing weapons like hammers, and presumably the horn hammer was developed from this weapon. The flat side of the hammer, which was originally used to shock the enemy's head, evolved into a nail smash. On the other hand, the side of the armor-piercing cone develops into a flat forked flat head, which is used to pull out the nails that are nailed into the wood.

In fact, knights or sergeants valued simple, brutal, and effective weapons more on the real battlefield. Especially in the late Middle Ages, when full-body plate armor was prevalent, long-pole warhammers were able to deal damage to enemies without piercing through plate armor. The impact can pass through even the thickest helmets and cause a concussion.

The hammerhammer's armor-piercing cone spikes are used against the weaker parts of the plate. In the same way, a warhammer could also be used to hit the horse's legs. As soon as the horse is injured, it will naturally knock the knight in full-body plate armor to the ground, and then he can rush forward and use the armor-piercing cone of the dagger or warhammer to kill the opponent. Admittedly, the armor-piercing cone or mace was the finest weapon from the height of the Middle Ages to the late Middle Ages, and was a favorite weapon among knights, sergeants, and travelers.

Seeing that she didn't seem to be excited about Warhammer, John asked curiously, "Godmother, don't you like to use Warhammer?" From what I know of, this weapon is effective against full-body plate armor or three-quarter armor. ”

"I know that this weapon is useful on the battlefield. If it was in peacetime, I'm afraid no bastard would wear full-body plate armor to rob, right? Besides, I'm not a man, do you think I look nice with a warhammer to break the bones of my enemies? ”

"Hahaha... Godmother, you are quite right, it seems that this weapon is not suitable for women. ”

As the party marched outside the village of Ripley, John recounted the battle, "Godmother, your archery skills are getting better and better. When those two bastards threw axes at you at the same time, I almost rushed out to rescue you. ”

Isabel smiled slightly, "John, when you are very skilled in archery, you will naturally shoot two arrows at the same time. ”

"Well, I think I will. Godmother, you were so good at fighting the leader of the thieves later that you could even think of holding an arrow in your hand and using it to blind that bastard's eyes. ”

"John, any item can be a weapon if you want to kill someone. Even a book can kill a person in the same way? ”

Young John nodded, but was still very puzzled, "Godmother, how can a book kill a person?" ”

"Slam the other person's throat with the spine of the book." She also made a demonstration gesture that used the edge of the palm of her right hand to slash a few times towards her neck, "My palm is a book, and the edge of my palm is the spine, understand?" ”

"Well, I see. However, this can only be used when the enemy is not wearing armor. ”

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After more than 20 miles of continuous cycling, Isabel and her group reached the village of Horsfors, north of Leeds. As the group walked slowly toward the village on their respective horses, Young John asked a somewhat ridiculous question, "Godmother, I think we ate our lunch on horseback. ”

Isabel pursed her lips and smiled, "John, I remember that in the morning at the convent, you ate a lot, a lot of beef shanks roasted by thieves. ”

John hurriedly looked at William, Baldwin and the other three in front of him, and then looked at the team behind him, "Godmother, if you think so, I think I will be severely taught a lesson by them." ”

Maybe it was because he was talking a little louder, and William and the other three who were riding in front heard it. William turned his head, looked at him and laughed, "John, you ate all the other people's beef legs, what should I do?" ”

John couldn't remember how much beef leg he had eaten, and his face turned a little crimson, but he still argued, "Uncle, if that's the case, I... I... Please, Your Highness's Guards... Drink ale. ”

Faist, who was in charge of the flag, also turned around and nodded at him, "Sir, this is what the eldest son of a nobleman should do. And, you get the best loot. ”

Soon, laughing, the group came to the vicinity of the future Hokski High School, where they found several falconer houses between a forest and cultivated land. After the team stopped at the side of the road, Isabel and two guards went to the falconers to negotiate the purchase of falcons and the hiring of falcons.

After dismounting, they stood or sat on the grass by the side of the road, and talked about the booty they had received in the monastery. While spending time with William, Fast, and several other guards, John talked about another idea of his own. After listening to his nephew's story, William looked at Fast, "Brother, what do you think?" ”

Fast looked at John, who looked like a half-grown child but was very strong, "John, if you really want to join the security army and become a security cavalryman, I think the governor will definitely agree." ”

John was a little happy and just wanted to speak, but Fast shook his head at him, "However, your age is still a little young, maybe a little unsuitable." ”

"Fast, I know I'm still a little young, but I think I'm a good fit to be a vigilante under a magistrate."

"John, wouldn't it be better to stay by His Highness's side as the eldest son of your Lord Latimer? Dressed in beautiful costumes, he often accompanied His Royal Highness and Duchess to banquets and balls, and in competitive competitions, he could also fight for His Royal Highness and win the crown of an elite knight. William Parr, who was standing aside, said what he wanted to say.

After listening to him in silence, Young John only said hatefully, "Lord Latimer's eldest son? Uncle, you know what? I have not had my own name since I was born, and my name is the name of the same Lord Latimer. ”

No one present had ever heard of such a thing, and they did not understand it, but they did not open their mouths to ask John. William had heard something from his sister and looked at the others, "Brothers, I have a few words with John. ”