Chapter 133: Civil War (6)
I pushed the two of them away, pretended to be calm and straightened my clothes, and prepared to surrender with dignity: "Depending on the situation, we will not be able to escape from this forest, this is still far from the swamp where the large army has set up an ambush, it is my honor to fight side by side with you, although you are not knights, but you already have the character of knights who are loyal and fearless, God sees all this, and he will make a fair judgment." ”
I put my arm on the shoulders of the two men and stared into their eyes seriously: "That's it, as a nobleman, I will not be killed, Baron Lefen will leave me with the dignity he deserves, and you will also be treated with due courtesy for loyalty and bravery." ”
I said to them in an unusually firm tone, in fact, I was also emboldening myself in a desperate situation, since it was because I was so determined to behead Knight Robert and thus provoke this war, would Baron Leffen execute me with blood for blood?
"Boom ......"
Suddenly there was a deafening thunder in the clear sky, and the sky, which had just been clear, was filled with dark clouds in one corner, like a rapidly expanding chemical response.
The dark clouds piled up higher and higher on the horizon, and after a few moments, the buildings in the sky finally collapsed under the burden, and the dark clouds quickly covered the entire sky, and the sky darkened like a total solar eclipse.
"It's raining, my lord, it's really raining, praise be to God, as you said when you set out!"
The sparse raindrops smashed into the creek, splashing and rippling from an ethereal echo into a messy resound, and the cavalry excitedly wiped their rain-soaked faces and said to me with almost broken delight
Grandma's, the old proverb is really tried-and-true, it says it will rain, and sure enough, it will rain! "It is God's will!"
I pointed to the sky and swore to my two subordinates: "There is no way for heaven to be endless, we will definitely be able to overcome this difficulty, as long as we follow God's guidance in our hearts, our sinful souls will be redeemed!" ”
Looking at the two cavalrymen who were inspired by me to rekindle their desire to win, I said to myself: It's right that it's raining, but where are the ambushes? It's not the same as being a prisoner.
The enemy's knights finally appeared in sight, chasing for so long and being wet in the torrential rain, they were no better than us, the armor drenched in the rain was extremely heavy, and the war horses stepped on the mud with one foot deep and one foot shallow, as if they were going to throw the knight on their back into the mud, but slowly more and more knights appeared, surrounding us in the middle, and the expression could not be seen clearly under the helmet, and we could only feel the piercing indifference and chill.
"I am the Count of Nijmegen you are looking for, I ask for a dignified surrender, and to be treated with due courtesy, please take me to your baron, and the rest is a graceful negotiation among the nobles."
I stepped forward with open arms to reveal my identity, and I guessed that Baron Leffin was probably among these knights, and in full view, he should not risk the world's condemnation of what to do to me.
The raindrops continued to pound on the ground, and the enemy did not answer me, but silently tightened the encirclement, the sharp tip of the sword almost pierced me in the face, and a fat knight with a full beard stared at me with interest, as if he were observing the deer in his own hunting garden, and the look of teasing and contempt could be seen even by the blind.
"You're Baron Lefen, aren't you? I am Randy Adrian Hoffmann, Count of Nijmegen, and for God's sake, I ask for courtesy worthy of my status. ”
The short and stout man in front of me must be Baron Lefen, Ya's eyes are too bad, if he hadn't had to bow his head under the eaves, I would have gone up to Haibian him.
"Hmm......" The black fat man raised his eyebrows, making the already miserable ugly face even more hideous and ugly.
"What if I don't accept it?"
As if answering him, a spear pierced through the dense rain curtain and went straight to the door of Baron Lefen, so frightened that the black fat man could not dodge and fell to the ground, so startled that his war horse raised its hooves and kicked him fiercely into his lower body, and the howl like a pig resounded through the heavens and the earth, and caught the enemy off guard.
"My lord, it's our people!"
The sharp-eyed cavalry shouted at the warriors who rushed out of the woods, a few soldiers pulled the knights off their horses with lassoes, and the rest of the men ran and threw any weapon in their hands, such as spears and axes.
"Hold down, let's run!" I grabbed the two bewildered horsemen, looked at the gap between the enemy's horses, and ran out.
The heavy rain continued, and there was a tendency to get heavier and heavier, but this transparent rain also washed away the haze and filth of the world, washed away the blackened dirty blood on the ground, and the small pond was full of corpses with twisted limbs, including our own people, and of course more of them were enemy knights with hideous expressions.
The war horse groaned in the mud, as if mourning the strange place of his master, and the sky was getting darker and darker, and the torrential rain made it impossible to see what was ahead even at a very close distance.
Kohler was organizing the warriors, ripping off the priceless chain mail from the corpses, and the people were silently doing what they were doing, except for the occasional curse from the soldiers who lamented that the armor had been damaged, and the wounded horses pulling the armoured wagons with weapons drooped their heads, and were a little listless by the rain, probably because they saw the tragic fate of their own kind, and the soldiers tied their swords and arrows together and threw them into the wagons, and the captured equipment was enough to arm a considerable number of new guards.
The bull commanded his men to pull the dying enemy knights to the side and line them up, cleanly examining every valuable thing on their bodies, and then kicked them to the ground with both hands, and pointed a hammer at the back of their heads of various shapes, leaving a neat cone-shaped bloody hole, slowly flowing out with a mixture of red and white sticky mush.
"My lord, these people have surrendered, most of them are nobles or knights with titles, what should I do with them?" The bull wiped his face, the rain trickled down his untrimmed and untrimmed beard, and he wiped the tools of the crime with the hem of his chain mail, and walked up to me and asked.
I tightened the oilcloth coat I was wearing on my body, and among the nobles kneeling on the ground, the short and fat Baron Lefen was impressively in the ranks, but at this moment, just like me who was surrounded at that time, he curled up with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes, looking like a defeated rooster, and the two thick fat on his face also looked much softer.
"Do you still need me to teach you? As long as I was my original vassal, the moment he joined the rebels, he should have understood his fate, even if he stood in front of God, there was nothing to argue, all of them were killed on the spot and all fiefs and personal property were confiscated, and all family members were reduced to slaves, and they were made to do the most menial work for the rest of their lives to atone for their sins. ”
"The rest of the knights ask about their family genealogy and titles, and those who can afford to pay the ransom will return to the castle and write a letter asking the family to take the money to ransom them, and those who can't pay the ransom will be sent back to the castle for the time being, and support the mortgage payment, in short, they will have to make up the money for me anyway, as for the man's ......"
I pointed to Baron Lefen, who had secretly looked at me, and when he met my gaze, he lowered his head as if he were electrocuted, and his heart was so weak.
"Separate him from the others, as the initiator of this unjust war, and pay a heavy price for his deeds, and I will execute him in front of the people, as he did when he beheaded his brother, in order to declare to all the nobles with ill intentions, that I will not be forced to do bad things contrary to the spirit of the Holy Christ, and that the authority of the Count of Nijmegen shall not be questioned or violated!"
The sound of the rain was deafening, but there was a stubborn ray of sunlight, like a sharp arrow, piercing through the layers of blockades, strong across the dark sky, just shining on the ground beside me, setting off the golden light on my body, like a saint who had been enlightened, floating with a dazzling halo around me.
Baron Lefen looked at me with an earthy face, he may have heard the punishment I had just given him, or maybe he didn't hear it at all, but the magical scene at this moment deeply shook his fragile nerves like a frightened bird, and all the dejected nobles on the scene, combined with the various things that happened before and after, the results of the sudden turn for the worse, must have a faint sentence floating in their minds......
If you are an enemy of such a person, you will never end well!
The authority of the Count of Nijmegen is thus deeply ingrained in everyone's cognition!
The soldiers sped up to clean the battlefield, the wounded soldiers were first escorted back to the castle by a dozen soldiers for treatment, and the captured nobles and captured supplies marched with the army to the enemy's camp to deal with the last remaining peasants of nearly a thousand people, as well as temporarily recruited mercenaries.
Modiunas led a pikeman regiment composed of one hundred and fifty citizens who moved from Ravenna, and took the lead in the front, because they had the strongest visual impact in terms of organization size and weaponry, and it was only fitting that they would appear first to give the enemy a dismount, just imagine if the enemy's peasants and soldiers suddenly appeared in front of them with guns and halberds, and slowly marched forward with a muffled voice, the psychological indescribable sense of oppression was enough to make their morale plummet.
"My lord, do you think that with just a few of us, you can subdue a thousand peasant soldiers of the enemy? Although the knights who were the backbone of the army had been defeated, the emaciated camels were larger than the horses, and the enemy still had a terrifying number of soldiers, and if they refused to surrender, they relied only on an army of less than two hundred men without heavy cavalry, and in a haphazard manner, I found the situation worrying. The bull rode up to me on his horse and whispered his concerns.
"The number of enemies does sound terrible, but you and I both know the combat effectiveness, ten peasants who can't hold a hoe steadily, not even a defenseless knight squire, and when they see that the knights who are high up on weekdays and exist like gods have surrendered honestly, what reason is there to keep them going? Originally, they were forced to be recruited, and being able to go home alive and hug their fat wife was the key question on the minds of these people. ”
I smiled and waved my hand, reassuring the bull who was a little overly superstitious about numbers: "As one of them, don't you know that these people are not worth mentioning their combat power?" ”
(End of chapter)