My cold sweat instantly flowed down like a waterfall, and reason reminded me that I should think of a way out for myself at this time, instead of calmly asking Yuanfang what do you think, people are very busy now, and it is very likely that because the visa cannot be processed, there is no way to help me deal with international disputes.

"Your Royal Highness, the two countries are at war, and besides, I am still a German baron, and I have the ability to prepare a ransom for myself, and I hope you can treat me in a civilized and just way."

This set of very official answers,I don't think it's anything new.,The key is to consider that every step is closer to hell.,The speed of the brain is like a computer with insufficient cache.,It's obviously stuck.。

"Civilization? You expansionist Germans, who are no more civilized than us, but now you claim to be the descendants of the Roman Empire, attacking weak tribes everywhere and annexing surrounding countries, including our Polish Confederation, which has always been fat in the eyes of you Germans, salivating in your mouth. ”

Prince Misenov touched the mane of the war horse, and this question unfortunately caused his dissatisfaction, and he fought back very hard.

Now what can I say? What else can I say now?

Do you say that in the next thousand years, the Polish Confederation has been forced to be oppressed by Germany and reduced to a small third-rate country?

I struggled to grasp the messy thoughts, the nervous organizational language, hoping to find a way to survive for myself, rather than discussing with him here who was more civil.

As I've said many times before, my life is full of surprises, and those surprises always start with an arrow that breaks through the sky.

God is obviously a lazy screenwriter, and when I came to it, I had no creative passion, and pasted and copied the beginning of all the episodes of my tragic life, so that as soon as I saw the feathered arrows flying in the air, I knew: Haha, the surprise is here again!

"Enemy attack!"

Forgive me for breaking the sound of a paper knife that ruined the otherwise peaceful atmosphere, and the soldiers walking at both ends of the escort had no time to react, and fell down like harvested leeks, each of them stuck like porcupines, and the rest of the people scattered in panic, looking for all the shelters to hide.

The Polish prince who was still arrogant just now, Misenov really lived up to his reputation as a coward, and his two-hundred-pound body flexibly rolled off the horse's back, rolled behind the corpse of the soldier who had fallen down, and plunged his head into the pile of dead people to pretend to be an ostrich, which was a little bit of my charm back then, but the coordination of the whole set of movements was not as good as even I sighed to myself.

You must know that now I am also a veteran who has participated in several battles, and this kind of knightly life of licking blood with a knife has long been commonplace.

"Infantry form a shield wall!"

"Archers spread their wings!"

"The cavalry is ready to charge!"

I methodically began to call the shots, even though these words were just casual words I said.

I don't know how to command a battle, but as the nobleman with the highest rank on the scene, not doing something at a critical moment is like watching a movie in front of a drunken goddess.

Those low-grade knights are only looking at themselves, and they have cultivated the quality of vigorous and resolute soldiers after years of fighting life, and when they hear orders, they are like clockwork machines, and they are executed to the letter, relying on each other and gathering together, building a shield wall for defense.

In contrast, the rabble of infantry was far behind, many of them hid with their heads in their hands and thought they were safe, and no one would stand up to carry out the order, only to be shot by the archers one by one, and the screams of death caused even more panic in the hearts of the others, and the team was about to collapse.

"Damn it!"

I gritted my teeth and cursed, it looks like we have to take out the enemy archers, otherwise we will be suppressed by fire, and the enemy occupies the terrain condescendingly, and the scene is very ugly.

"The archers are free to fire, the knights are outflanked by me, leaving a few men to protect the Polish prince!"

I don't care if the archers can understand the meaning of free fire, anyway, that's how the artillerymen shout in the movie, and the terminology of long-range weapons should be similar.

In fact, when I charged up the hillside under the dense rain of arrows, I realized what a professional and technical term free shooting is, not only do I have to dodge the arrows fired by the enemy in front of me, but also guard against the aimless shooting of my own people behind me.

I rushed behind a large tree, cautiously poked my head out to observe the situation on the battlefield, and saw dozens of Slavic archers, hiding in the bushes on the top of the hill and attacking us, with no less than their number of infantry pouring out on both sides, carrying the Slavs' usual tomahawks to kill their generals, a typical encirclement battle.

At this time it was superfluous to say anything, so I took the lead and struck a Slav who raised an axe to cut me, and cut him in two pieces with a knife in hand.

Killing people to me now is like slaughtering a frog in a junior high school experimental class, stabbing down according to the soft parts, according to the medical conditions of the Middle Ages, the other party will not die on the spot will be tortured to death by those terrible doctors, so it is better to die under my knife.

"Outflank! Outflank! ”

I don't remember the illustrated version of the thirty-six strategies I read when I was a child, but I only know that fighting a war pays attention to attacking the enemy's flank, and the outflanking tactics have been tried and tested by various strongmen for thousands of years, so it should be very useful, right?

I shouted hoarsely, the knights under my command were not able to organize a counter-encirclement for a while, but my shout quickly attracted the attention of the enemy archers, and they began to focus on greeting me, it turned out that a loud voice also suffered on the battlefield, because I did not have the strong combat effectiveness of Uncle Zhang Fei, when Yang Qiaotou drank back Cao soldiers 800,000, it is estimated that Cao Cao ran too quickly at that time, and forgot to bring archers, otherwise Zhang Fei would have been shot dead more than a dozen back and forth.

Clever and quick-witted, I hurried to the crowded place, and let the unlucky guys help me block the deadly bows and arrows, our knights were already tangled with the Slavic infantry, and in order to avoid accidental injury, the enemy archers gave up their shots, and also drew their short knives at their waists to help, and some of them rushed directly to the place where the Polish prince was located through the fighting crowd.

Turn the tiger away from the mountain!

I ran two steps to catch up with them, and at this time our infantry also joined the battle group, only to see swords and spears flying wildly, and the soldiers on both sides kept trying to leave evidence of their own coming, and if they accidentally stabbed the vital point, then it is estimated that the encounter between them will be unforgettable.

The two knights who guarded the Polish prince were besieged by enemies many times their size, and with their strong force and sophisticated equipment, they killed many enemies, but in the end they were chopped into meat sauce by the long axes and knives that came up like a tide, and Misenov was rescued by them!

Finished! Seeing that the situation was not good, I had just killed them, and at that moment, in my mind, I kept haunting the picture of myself being obscenely worn by a white fat man wearing a sugar gourd, which was very yellow and violent.

I've always been very lucky, and I finally used up all my ways to ask for help, and according to the eye, I can't become a millionaire, because I myself am the crossing of the pit father! But I still have many dreams to do, and I still have a lot of tomorrow to go!

I don't know if my grief touched God, strange things happened again, the Slavs who saved Mishenov did not rush to take him away, but after simply confirming his identity, he raised the axe to help him perform a craniotomy, between lightning and fire, I threw out the long sword in my hand, accurately hit the axe in the target's hand, and then took advantage of the momentary stunned opportunity of everyone, grabbed the white fat man's hand and ran into the forest.

Our fingers were interlocked, our palms were slightly sweaty, warm and damp, and there were only two men holding hands and their rapid breathing between heaven and earth, followed by the enemy who were ready to shoot with bows and arrows.

Wind......

The third feather on the eagle's wings was free, and the nail-headed arrow pierced the air, and I grabbed the white fat man and jumped, and the two of them fell down the hill and disappeared......