In the midst of the smoke of the land, under the threat of the Bohemians, people took refuge in castles in the hope of avoiding the danger. The combined forces of Saxony and the Count of Thuringia www.biquge.info Saxony and Thuringia rushed to the other side of the Elbe with all their might, and they were already able to see the many castles built along the river.

"The Bohemians should not have arrived yet, divide the army into four groups, and scatter into the castle fold to defend." The Saxon general said to the Count of Thuringia.

"Good idea, we have so many troops, it's better to scatter them all into the castle, the Bohemians can't conquer the castle." Said the Count of Thuringia.

"That's fine, we'll be in a better position in the castle." The Saxon general thought about it, the defense of the castle, even with dozens of soldiers, could withstand several times the enemy, and as long as the castle along the river was firmly guarded, the Bohemians would not be able to cross the thunder pool.

The coalition army was soon divided into several groups and stationed in the castles along the way, and when King Otto quickly sent his army, the East Franks east of the Elbe rejoiced and admired Otto's decision.

"Gray Law." When the coalition forces entered the castle, several Bohemian riders stopped in the distance to observe, as if to spy on the reality of the coalition forces.

"Bohemians." The soldiers on the castle's watchtower soon spotted them and immediately alerted everyone, and although the king's army came to their aid, the people were still very afraid of the devil from the east.

There was a commotion in the castle, and women and children began to run in the direction of the main tower, which was the last line of defense, and humans instinctively chose the safest place to be.

"Don't panic, it's just a few scouts, and the cavalry will drive them away." The Saxon general looked at the Bohemians who appeared near the horizon, and to his annoyance, these Bohemian cavalry did not seem to have taken them seriously at all.

"Oh oh oh~~." Even when they saw an army of several hundred men outside the castle, the Bohemian cavalry was undaunted, and they rode away in the direction of the castle, and their mouths made a sharp whistling sound.

"Damn it, archers ready." The Count of Thuringia, standing on the ramparts, was very angry at the Bohemians who were rushing towards the castle, and he immediately raised his hand to make the archers in the castle's turret ready to return fire.

"Crunch~." The archers in the castle immediately drew their bowstrings, which made a tooth-souring sound, and the arrows were placed on the bowstrings and ready to be fired.

But the group of Bohemians seemed to know no danger at all, and they rode quickly to the vicinity of the castle, and the Saxon and Thuringian infantrymen outside the castle were nervously shoulder to shoulder, and connected with the large pointed shields in their hands like another wall outside the castle, and the spears in their hands were placed on the junction between the shields, and the sharp spears were aimed at the Bohemians.

"Ulala~~." The Bohemians, however, slowed down more than five hundred meters from the castle, and they approached the castle slowly, uttering strange cries from time to time.

Then the Saxons and Thuringians saw that the Bohemians were juggling, tossing and turning on their horses, sometimes doing a handstand, sometimes jumping off their horses and running after their mounts, as if man and horse were one.

"Damn fellows, shoot him with arrows." Enraged by the provocation of the Bohemians, the Count of Thuringia ordered the archers with a wave of his hand.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh~." Arrows were shot from the castle at the Bohemians like a rain falling on the heads of the Bohemians.

"Gray Law~~." Seeing arrows shot from the castle, the Bohemians hurriedly jumped on their horses and fled without hesitation, and the arrows fell on the ground behind them.

"Hahaha, I'll just say that the Bohemians are just a bunch of cowards." Looking at the fleeing Bohemians, the Count of Thuringia patted the cold battlements and looked at the soldiers on the left and right laughing loudly, and the soldiers laughed knowingly.

"Lord Earl, why did you release the arrows?" However, the Saxon general climbed the city wall and asked in a panicked voice.

"What, isn't it to get rid of this stinking bunch of bohemians?" The Count of Thuringia looked at the Saxon general and said in wonder.

"Hey, fooled, you see they're here to test the distance of our arrows." The Saxon general patted his head in annoyance and said to the Count of Thuringia.

"Huh?" The Count of Thuringia, too, was taken aback, and looked out of the city walls, and sure enough, he saw that the Bohemians had returned on horseback, and one of them stooped down and scooped up one of the arrows as he galloped past the arrows planted in the ground.

"These cunning devils." The Count of Thuringia also felt a chill in his back, and once the shooting distance of the archers on the castle was penetrated by the besiegers, then the castle's defense would be greatly reduced in the first wave of attacks.

"Cavalry sortie." The Saxon general also felt that he could not let the Bohemians return alive, so he immediately leaned forward, held the battlements with both hands, and shouted loudly out of the walls.

"Whoa." The Saxon cavalryman, dressed in chain mail, immediately turned on his horse, raised his pistol, and wore a sharp sword at his waist.

"In God's name, attack." Ten Saxon horsemen put their chainmail hoods on their heads, spurs on their heels kicked their mounts hard, and their horses neighed and charged the Bohemian cavalry with chainmail cavalry.

"Boom~~." The Saxon chainmail cavalry belonged to the heavy cavalry, and was also the leader of the Saxon army, most of them were the children of nobles, or the second son of knights with knighthoods, and the chain mail and weapons on their bodies were only affordable by a class like them, in order to gain glory and fiefdom to join the army, in an attempt to win a reputation on the battlefield.

The hooves of the heavy cavalry trampled on the ground, making a thunderous roar, and the chainmail cavalry proudly raised their pistols, holding their pistols in one hand and their pointed shields in the other, and glaring at the arrogant Bohemian cavalrymen.

"Come on, come on~~." At this time, the soldiers stationed on the city walls and outside the castle, looking at the spirit of the chainmail cavalry, couldn't help but cheer for them.

"Shh~~." The Bohemian cavalry seemed to be stunned by the Saxon chainmail cavalry, and they stood there and watched the Saxon chainmail cavalry rush straight towards them, and one of the Bohemian cavalrymen led by them suddenly put the fingers of his right hand in his mouth and whistled vigorously.

"Drive it~~." I saw the Bohemian cavalry turn their horses and turn their backs to the Saxon chainmail cavalry, and they fled again.

"Hahaha, these idiots are really cowardly." The Count of Thuringia said happily.

"Don't be too happy." But the Saxon general's face became solemn, and he seemed to remember something.

"What are you worried about?" The Count of Thuringia couldn't help but say that the charge of the Saxon chainmail cavalry was said to be able to break through even the city walls, but wasn't it normal for Bohemians wearing animal skins and felt hats to escape?

"Have you forgotten the Magyars, Lord Count?" The Saxon general smiled wryly and said to the Count of Thuringia.

"You mean, it can't be! How could the Bohemians master this skill of warfare? The Count of Thuringia also looked terrified, but he did not believe that the Bohemians could fight the Magyars.

"Don't forget, the Bohemians have a much closer relationship with the Magyars than we do, and I wouldn't be surprised if I learned their tactics." The Saxon general looked at the cavalry chasing and fleeing in the distance, and said to the Count of Thuringia.

"Then you still let the cavalry chase after you?" The Count of Thuringia said in horror.

"I'm going to give it a try and see how powerful the Bohemians are." The Saxon general clenched his left hand into a fist and put it to his mouth and said.

"Take it, vile bohemians, don't run away." At this time, the Saxon chainmail cavalry kept chasing after them, but to their annoyance, these Bohemians seemed to be playing a game of cat and mouse, when the Saxon chainmail cavalry desperately pursued, they immediately fled, and when the Saxon chainmail cavalry stopped, the Bohemians circled around and approached them.

"Woohoo." The horses under the crotches of the Saxon chainmail cavalry began to breathe from their noses, and the Saxon chainmail cavalry on their backs was very heavy, and the unrestrained charge quickly exhausted the mounts.

"You can't chase like this anymore." A Saxon chainmail cavalryman, seeing the beads of sweat on the mane of the war horse under his crotch, couldn't help but say loudly to his companion.

"Damn it." The Saxon chainmail cavalry looked at the Bohemian cavalry not far away, and had to turn their horses and return in the direction of the castle, although it was a little embarrassing to go back empty-handed like this, but the Bohemians were not at all confronted with them, and there was nothing to do.

"Whoosh~." Suddenly, an arrow came at the Saxon chainmail cavalry from behind, but fortunately, the Saxon cavalry was alert, and he immediately turned around and the arrow hit the edge of the pointed shield and was ejected.

"Despicable bastard, dare to sneak up on you from behind." The Saxon chainmail cavalry was furious, and they immediately turned around and chased the Bohemian cavalry again, while the other party played the previous game unhurriedly.

"Blow the horn and let the cavalry come back." When the Saxon general saw the Bohemians on horseback, he drew a short bow from behind and shot at the Saxon chainmail cavalry, and he understood the tactics of the approaching party, so he immediately let the herald blow the horn.

"Woo~~." The herald immediately stood at the head of the wall and sounded his horn in the direction of the Saxon chainmail cavalry.

"It's the horn of retreat, what should I do?" Hearing the sound of trumpets blowing over the castle, several Saxon chainmail horsemen immediately reined in the reins of their horses, and they asked each other.

"These dastardly sneakers can't be spared." But the Saxon chainmail cavalry, who were already furious, were no longer willing to obey the orders of the castle, and as the descendants of the nobility they considered their honor to be insulted, and they would not be able to swallow their anger if they could not slash the sneakers behind them.