The second son of a minor Italian nobleman, Henrique left his family at the age of sixteen to embark on his quest for glory. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 But Henrik, who was soon extremely confident in his martial arts, discovered how cruel the reality really was, and how small the power of the individual was after breaking away from the protection of the family. After his companions, who had left his family at the same time, either died of illness or were killed in a no-man's corner, Henrik abandoned his glory as a nobleman and joined the Tuscan Brave Mercenary Regiment as a mercenary. Henrik, who has been in the mercenary industry for ten years now, has transformed into a thoroughly vulgar and lowly mercenary both internally and externally, in fact, if it weren't for the midnight dream after a carnival, Henrik would have almost forgotten his glorious aristocratic surname.

Three weeks ago, the leader of the Brave Mercenary Regiment suddenly announced to everyone that they had received a big deal, and they packed up and left their station near the Marquis of Tuscany, Italy, and crossed the Alps to participate in a sacred duel in the Kingdom of East Francia. The commander told them that if they could kill the opposite side in a duel, they would each get a bounty of gold dinars, and if they could cut off a person's head, they would get an extra gold coin, and if they could kill important people on the other side, such as a direct son of the Klose family or an important commander, then congratulations, you are no longer a mercenary, and you can choose to return to Italy with a huge bounty that you could never have imagined, or become a nobleman in East Francia.

When he heard what the regiment commander announced, Henrik was almost stunned, and after repeatedly confirming that his regiment commander had not drunk too much and fooling himself, Henrik returned to his room without saying a word and began to pack his luggage. He secretly made up his mind to try to kill the most valuable of his enemies, and then returned to the place where he was born with a large sum of money, telling them that he Henrik had returned!

You must know that the Italian Peninsula is now full of war, although this situation makes the mercenaries not worry about having no work to do, but it also causes the mercenaries to be replaced very quickly, it is very likely that today it is still a famous mercenary group, and tomorrow this mercenary group will be wiped out by the enemy overnight. So whenever possible, everyone wants to prepare a way back for themselves. Although it is said that several super mercenary groups have made certain agreements with certain rich towns in Italy, and have become the guardians of these cities. The best of them even succeeded in gaining the right to rule some cities, but this was obviously not something that the Brave Mercenary Group, which was not a very powerful mercenary group, could dream of, so Henrik and his leader cherished this opportunity.

Henrik's task today is to form a central phalanx in the Orton family's army, and on their left is a straggler line composed of Viking warriors hired by the Orton family, and the strong Norsemen are in twos and threes with giant axes in a formation that is not tight and follows the large army unhurriedly. The Nordics are not short of fighting power, but their discipline is a bit of a concern. To the right of the Brave Mercenary Regiment is a column of militia from the Orton family, and if Henrik had to think of one word to describe this militia that was only tossed out in a patchwork manner, Henrik could only say four words: "Rabble." ”

However, what reassured Henrik a little was that behind them, the Marquis of Orton, the patriarch of the Orton family, Richard Orton personally led his personal guards to gather behind them to suppress the entire army, and there were nearly a hundred heavy cavalry in the guard. "With this force led by Marquis Orton behind, as long as we defeat the central phalanx on the opposite side, even if there is any problem on both flanks, if Marquis Orton sends his own guards to join the battlefield, then we will win." Remembering the well-crafted and somewhat over-the-top equipment of the Marquis of Orton's guard, he wiped his saliva, and Henrik felt that the bounty was already beckoning to him not far in the future.

However, when Henrik followed the large army across the hillside in front of him to the gladiatorial arena, when his eyes adjusted to the somewhat dazzling sunlight of today and saw clearly the Klose army, which was already waiting on the opposite side, Henrik felt that today's things were not so simple.

The Klose army's army had been integrated by this time, and the infantry lined up side by side in six columns, forming enough depth and tight to defend the frontal battlefield of the military formation. The warriors of the first row were half-crouched on the ground with huge shields and short spears, and their bodies were completely shrunk under the cover of the shields; The warriors of the second row still carried huge shields and stood upright with spears longer than those of the warriors in the front row; This allows the shield's defense to completely block all frontal impacts. Instead of shields, the warriors of the third platoon wield a variety of two-handed weapons, and they were the best fighters under Herman's command, ready to smash the head of any opponent who tried to cross the line. The remaining three rows of warriors all raised their bows and arrows at this time, ready to be thrown. Although the lethality of bows and arrows in this era is indeed too weak, in the face of a huge number of infantry archers, anyone still has to gauge whether they can quickly deal with them before their morale collapses.

Henrik swallowed his saliva after seeing the Klose army, and he realized that something was wrong. The Klose family's army uniformly wore robes with the emblem of their family's sword-wielding saints, so Henrik couldn't see their armor clearly, but even from the outside, Henrik, who was a veteran of many battles, found a lot of things that were extremely bad for him.

Compared with the colorful armor and banners of the Orton family's army, the Klose family uniformly wears some Greek-style armor, and the banner has only one symbol, that is, the Klose family's martial saint flag. At the same time, there were constantly samurai on horseback galloping through the formation, spreading the commander's instructions, all in the same language, which shows that the Klose family's army is their direct line, it seems that the Klose family is very confident and is not looking for reinforcements, and if the army is simple, it will be extremely difficult for the morale of the army to collapse and the command will be smoother. Think about the Ordon family, this army of only Italians, Saxons, Vikings, what language are you going to command, Latin? Norse? Romance language? So Richard Orton didn't expect the fighters on the left and right flanks to open up any situation from the beginning, he just hoped that the central phalanx could hold out until he threw in the elite for the final charge.

However, although Henrik found that the situation was not good, he also found that the number of people on the other side was far smaller than his own, so he comforted himself that at least they were more numerous, and as long as the brave mercenary group did not collapse, then victory was still expected.

At this time, the Orton family's army also stopped, and then saw an attendant galloping from the grandstand area to the Orton family's side, and then there was also an attendant running to the side of the Klose family.

"We're okay with that, we can start at any time." Herman nodded at the squire who was galloping in, signaling that he was ready to start the battle.

"Yes, Lord Herman, I wish you an easy victory." The squire who came to Klose's house was none other than Billon, who had received Caroland's bounty, and after bowing to Herman with a serious face, he turned on his horse and galloped back to the spectator area. It can be seen that he is very much appreciated by Otto now, but yes, talented people always shine, especially under someone like Otto.

When the squire on the Orton family's side also returned to the safe zone, everyone in the two families instantly tightened the string in their minds, and then stared at the pure red flag in the safe zone, waiting for the signal that the battle would begin.

At this time, in the safe zone, Otto helped Henry to the flag. Then Henry pushed Otto away, took the axe handed by the squire, and said to everyone: "I hope this is the last time to let the blood of the East Franconians flow in a meaningless place." Then, regardless of the reaction of the others, an axe slashed the flagpole with a force, and the flagpole broke in response, and the blood began to flow!

"There's a lot of nonsense the old guy." Giselbert, Duke of Lorraine, muttered, and then shut up and turned his attention to the battlefield, he didn't like Henry the Bird Catcher very much, after all, he was once a hegemon, and since he was in East Francia, he could be described as walking on thin ice, he naturally fell to the camp of the Duke of Bavaria, hoping to gain more independence from Henry.

"Hmph," the Duke of Bavaria sneered and drank the last sip of his wine.

"I heard that the Klose family's army is the best in East Francia, and you should take a good look at Hugo this time." The Duke of Franconia smiled and chatted with Hugo of the Capet family, and then pointed to the commanders of the Klose family's army to introduce Hugo. The two of them are relatives to some extent, so they have been sitting together and chatting warmly.

"Well, that's Heinrich." Rudolph in Burgundy touched his chin and asked the East Frankish nobles he knew well that he had fought with the Swabian nobles many times, so he knew a lot about the military level of East Francia, if it weren't for the fact that his main energy was now on Italy, and the situation in Burgundy was complicated, Henry didn't have the heart to get involved too much, otherwise Burgundy would be one of the enemies of East Francia.

"All troops on alert!" Seeing the flag fluttering down, Herman immediately raised his arms and shouted a command. For he had seen that the army of the House of Orton was beginning to stir and prepare to advance.

Naturally, the Orton family will be more active, because they are more numerous and inconvenient to command. If you choose to defend in this situation, you will soon be defeated by someone who finds a flaw. So Richard Orton decided to attack the first moment the battle began.

"Here we go!" Henrik tightened his grip on his weapon.