"My lord, the scouts who went to scout met Lord Kohler's rangers, and the fighting over there was quite fierce."

Hans drove his horse over, staring at my strange posture of pouting and pouting, but he, who was sympathetic to the same disease, guessed the reason for his master's doing so, and pouted with a wry smile.

"Tell me about ...... in a nutshell"

Accidentally a distracted butt rubbed off the saddle again, and the pain instantly rushed to my head, I grinned and gasped, and said to him intermittently: "Tell me to rest on the spot, hurry up and prepare, we may need to go into battle immediately." ”

Hans nodded at Rollo, who immediately assigned several squires to rush to the various parts of the team to give orders to rest, and he looked at my painful appearance, and estimated that dismounting would also be an unbearable torture, so he dispelled the idea of spreading out the map and reporting in detail, and reached out to help me hold the reins, so as not to let the restless horses move, and briefly recounted what he knew:

"It's the fifth day, the Lorraine are attacking frantically, but they have never been able to push further, Lord Kohler, according to your strategy, first abandon the convoy when the enemy knights charge, pretend to retreat, and then take advantage of the greedy invaders to inspect the spoils of war to kill the carbines, and then use the tail of the carriage to form a circle formation, to minimize the impact of the knights, forcing the Lorrainians to dismount and fight, the two sides have been tugging several times, and are now exhausted."

"What about the rest of the battlefield? Is there any news on this? ”

Gasping for breath in my chest, I shrugged my shoulders comfortably, thanking God for giving me this good body.

"Where is Franconia's army now?"

"It was as if the combined forces of the Emperor and the Count of Meissen had swept away the important town of Bamberg in eastern Franconia, and the Polish army under the Archduke Mieszko, as well as the advance of the Duke of Hanover, had also broken through into Thuringia, and the threat from the east was far greater than the temptation to occupy the west, and the Frankinians left some of their soldiers to defend Fulda, to protect and take over the road to Hesse, while the main forces went to the border to solve more pressing problems first."

Hans frowned and tried to recall: "That's all the latest news, my lord, the rebels of Luxembourg have surrounded Cologne, but the citizens who defend the city have given them an unforgettable dismount, and the count himself, who was on horseback to reconnoitre, was shot in the thigh with a crossbow arrow by a peasant who was ambushed in the village outside the city, and his injuries and excessive fright, I am afraid that his old man's life will not be saved." ”

"Thank the great Lord for the good news to follow."

I couldn't help but praise God, and I looked like a god: "The balance of power on all fronts is basically stable, so whether or not you can defeat Duke Dietrich will be the winner or loser of the situation." ”

"Your Excellency!"

Rollo, who was hurrying to the scene, interrupted me, and with him the scouts who had just returned: "The Lorraine are attacking again, and there is a pot of marinated meat over there!" ”

I deliberately sat back in the saddle with half of my buttocks, and scolded my mother in pain: "How far is it from here?" ”

Rollo turned and pointed in the direction he came: "It's not far, around the small hills in front, and beyond it is the gentle thin meadow, the position arranged by Lord Kohler is next to the riverbank, the terrain is very favorable to dealing with heavily armed knights, and if you don't do it, you will fall into the muddy swamp by the river." ”

"Rivers, swamps, and carts, Kohler is going to play the rhythm of the dead."

I smiled with satisfaction, as if I had seen the Duke of Dietrich jump to his feet and scold the ridiculous reaction of helplessness: "Give the order, throw away the spears and banners, leave all the mess to the squire, gather all the knights and cavalry to do with me, and tell them that I will take nothing of the spoils of war as long as I win!" ”

Perhaps it was my promise that boosted their morale, or it was the urge to fight that stimulated their sensitive nerves, and in short, the energetic knights of Nijmegen were as excited as if they had been beaten with blood, and the fatigue of the long journey was swept away.

As I rode on my horse, I felt that I was not leading a knight, but a pack of hungry wolves pounced on the shepherd's sheepfold on a moonlit night, the air echoing with a wild roar that could be heard and could not be heard.

After bypassing the hills, the vision suddenly opened up, the winding river was like a silver glittering ribbon, loosely tied to the endless green plains, and there were many dense black dots writhing in the distance as far as the eye could see, as if two groups of ants competing for territory rushed up one after another to bite each other to death and chew each other.

I set up a pergola in my hand to observe the situation on the battlefield, and finally my eyes fell on one place, where the fluttering flags and the constant flow of cavalry were the basis for my judgment.

"Lord Duke, I didn't expect to meet in this way." I slowly tightened the reins to myself.

Stroking the graceful neck and sweat-beaded mane of my mount, I turned my horse's head to face the knights who followed behind me, and I could read each other's convictions in eye contact with each other.

"Warriors of Nijmegen, are you all tired?"

I drove my horse past them, and said in a very emotional tone: "I'm like you, my lungs are about to explode, my buttocks are worn out, and my heart hurts like a saddle, and I guess it's swollen like a rotten apple, and I will never be able to ride a woman in the next life." ”

"Haha!"

The crowd erupted in hearty laughter, and even the war horses neighed and restlessed as they bit their pegs.

"Listen! God sent a fresh breeze to send an uplifting drum horn, a hysterical cry of man and man fighting for their lives. ”

"Look! Not to be outdone, the fluttering battle flag inspires us to defend the glory that belongs to Nijmegen. ”

"But that's not what I'm going to say to you, Nijmegen can be defeated, let someone take the brightest pearl in the crown, we can also choose to retreat, serving the strong is a natural rule of survival!"

The knights did not expect that the Duke would suddenly say such unfathomable and frustrating words, buzzing to each other, with a frightened look on their faces, Hans and Rollo kept looking at each other, thinking that their master was frightened and began to say crazy things, I took everyone's performance into account, and continued word by word.

"Only faith in God is eternal and one, which we must defend without hesitation, knowing your only true God, and knowing Jesus Christ, whom you have sent, and this is eternal life, and the Emperor is the supreme of the world chosen by God and crowned by the Pope, the man appointed by the glorious Lord, and to oppose him is to oppose God!"

"Luxembourg, Lorraine, Franconia, and all the wicked who do devilish things in the name of Christ are heretics bewitched by Satan! The Sword of Christ! Warrior of God! Listen to the disappointment weeping of the Father of Heaven! Through this battle you will show the world that anyone can throw in the towel, but God must not be defeated! ”

"Lord, forgive me!"

"Praise be to God!"

"Jesus Christ!"

The soldiers were moved by my impassioned declaration, choked up on the holy name, and the fire of faith burned in their breasts, like a war machine at full power, waiting for my order!

"Come, let's fight to the death against the cruel devil for God!"

I folded my hands on my forehead and prayed silently, and a prayer rang out behind me: "I hold the Bible in one hand and the sword in the other, and I will never let the Bible slip out of my hand even if I lose my weapon!" God bless Nijmegen! God bless the true warriors of Christ! Advance! ”

Kicking the mount's stomach hard, letting go of the tightened reins, the horse rose to its feet in pain, and galloped with a sharp neigh, and I listened to the howling wind in my ears and the sound of the battlefield getting closer and closer, and lowered the long sword raised above my head and pointed straight ahead.

The Duke of Dietrich's position was now attacking from behind, and the defense was hastily organized, panicked figures were running around with weapons, and the archers who had come around from behind the position had finally lined up, and the knights of Nijmegen had already entered the final sprint.

The swamp hidden in the shallow grass left by the flooding of the river has become the helper of the Lorraine people at this moment, sucking the four hooves of the galloping war horse, and greedily digesting it together with the fallen knights, the more the other party struggles, the faster it sinks into the mud and is difficult to withdraw, but no one pays attention to the life and death of the comrades around them, and those knights who are lucky enough to avoid the dark swamp are engrossed, and there is only the enemy who is gradually getting closer in their eyes!

"God bless Nijmegen!"

The elongated tail of the slogan drowned out the desperate roar of the enemy, and with the force of thunder, I split in half from top to bottom a terrified archer, whose facial expression was distorted, and then cut off the head of another soldier who had no time to escape, and it somersaulted in the air with flying blood, or was pulled back by gravity and landed in the middle of a group of Lorraine.

"God bless Nijmegen!"

The knights responded to my cry, like a torrential rain falling from the sky, violently hitting the soft sand by the pond, and the elongated faces of the Lorraine were only filled with horror and sorrow, and the corpses and blood gushing all over the ground made a small and humble footnote to the bravery of the knights of Nijmegen.

Taking advantage of my superiority, and having brought down an enemy who was scurrying with his head in his arms, I looked up anxiously in the crowd to find the figure of Duke Dietrich, and to capture or kill him alive in order to declare victory in the battle, to compensate Kohler, for their hard fighting, and to mark the collapse of the foundations of the temple of the old duchy system.

Fighting, fighting, and gnashing of teeth, countless languages, beliefs, customs, and even the same human beings rolled in the mud exhausted, refusing to let go of their fingers clenching their weapons until death, as if today was the end of the world, and there would be nothing to cherish except for the judgment of your life and death.

The whole battlefield is completely in chaos, the soldiers on both sides are covered in dirty blood and mud, and it is impossible to tell who is their own person when they look at it, and the soldiers who kill the red eyes have completely become beastly slaves, everyone is both a predator and a prey with no way to escape, predation has become the only meaning of life, if there is really such a high and holy place as God in the underworld, then he must like to use the blood of small human beings to sacrifice his lofty power.

(End of chapter)

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