The location of the battle was still chosen on the wasteland of the last time. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The land of this wasteland must be fertile, as it has absorbed enough blood, and now it will suck it again.

After two days of forced marching, which was not an easy task, the soldiers who had fallen behind along the way, the soldiers who had been shot dead by the hussars due to the lack of physical strength in the defense, and the soldiers who had been shot dead by the light cavalry due to the holes in the defense, there were already more than two hundred people alone.

In addition, the soldiers who were harassed by the light cavalry and were killed and injured a few days ago, before the battle, Duke Eddard's army had already been reduced by 300 to 400 people, and the combat effectiveness of the army was greatly weakened!

However, these are not the most important, although the casualties are indeed quite few, but in general, the combat effectiveness of Duke Eddard's army is still higher than that of Count Don Jr. However, the light cavalry harassment tactics are the most important blow to morale. After all, no one wants to suddenly have a cold back when they poop, a crossbow bolt through their chest, and they die before they can even finish pooping.

It's also too humiliating.

However, after so many blows, Duke Ed finally learned a little smarter, and he also sent a large number of light cavalry out - this time, the light cavalry was not to entangle with the light cavalry of Count Xiao Tang, Duke Ed sent nearly two hundred light cavalry at one time, he has a lot of cavalry, and he has this capital.

With so many light cavalry gathered together, Count Tang's crossbowmen did not dare to attack easily, after all, the absolute difference in number was placed here, and casual attacks were easily wrapped in dumplings, so they could only be decorated with Duke Ed's light cavalry from a distance.

The pure cavalry units that broke away from the large army were quite fast, especially the light cavalry who had abandoned the heavy tortoise shells, and they were now in the land of Desmond, where the main roads were paved with Qin Straight Road, and the cavalry could run boldly without fear of pits. So, in just over an hour, Duke Eddard's light cavalry trekked fifty miles to a village.

The size of the village is not large, and there are probably only fifty or sixty households. Although Count Xiao Tang issued an emergency evacuation order, requiring all villagers living along the border to immediately retreat to the hinterland. But now it is still spring, it is the season of spring ploughing, there are always poor and scared villagers who are reluctant to give up the fields they have just sown, and how many villages there are, the time is so tight, it is impossible for Count Tang to forcibly relocate them one by one!

So the people of this village, unfortunately, became captives.

It was a captive, not a beheaded.

Although these villagers are crying, but the light cavalry is hard-hearted, completely unmoved, it is Lao Tzu's grace to let you spare a life, what are you hoping for!

Then a light cavalryman, probably a squad leader, dismounted, pushed a woman to the gate of the village, and said in a loud voice to the crossbowmen who were only a few dozen meters away from the village: "Go back and inform your Earl, the Duke is tired of this game of whack-a-mole!" The Duke wants to have a duel with him, and if your earl doesn't agree, then we will kill him! ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the light cavalry raised his sword and fell, and a good head fell to the ground.

The whole world seems to be frozen, and the crossbowmen on horseback are all furious, only to feel that they are desperate to rush forward to play for their lives, this is Desmond, this is the land of Desmond, and they are Desmond's soldiers! Even ordinary people can't protect well, what kind of soldiers do they do?

"Whoosh-"

The bolt burst through the air, and the hussar was drowned out by the angry mounted crossbowmen without even snorting, and then, before the mounted crossbowmen could let out their evil breath, ten more heads were thrown out of the village.

The skull's eyes were wide open, and the hot blood was still pouring out of the skull, and it could be seen that they were still alive just a moment ago, but now they were dead.

Then, another light cavalryman, dismounted, with a fresh human head in his hand, walked slowly and leisurely towards the crossbowmen on horseback as if it were an outing. A crossbowman on horseback, overwhelmed by rage, was about to shoot, but was immediately stopped by the other crossbowmen.

"Go back and tell your count! If he dares you to shoot at us, then for every one of us wounded, these villagers will be wounded ten! For every one of us who dies, ten of these villagers die! Remember! If these villagers die, it's all because of you! You are the ones who killed them! ”

That's it, this light cavalry was very forceful and arrogant, and he even went all the way to the crossbowmen on horseback, and even wiped the horse crossbowmen led by him with his bloody hand, and smeared the horse's head with dark red.

The crossbowmen on horseback, they gritted their teeth with hatred, and some of them even trembled with anger, but as the light cavalry expected, they coaxed.

They didn't dare, they didn't dare to shoot another arrow, or immediately ten more heads would be thrown out of the village, and they would kill ten more people.

"We, we...... Get back! Let's go back and report this to the Count. ”

At last, the leader of the crossbowmen on horseback, trembling and trembling, gave such an order, not out of fear but out of anger, which almost lost his mind, but he endured it anyway, and gave such an order.

When the crossbowmen on horseback heard this, they all breathed a sigh of relief, as if they had lost a great battle, turned their horses' heads and fled, they didn't want to stay in this place for a minute anymore, because they were afraid, and if they stayed any longer, they would be tempted to kill people!

But the crossbowmen did not run far, and soon, halfway through, they met the large army of the Count of Don Jr.

When the little Count Tang heard about this from the crossbowmen on horseback, he could only be silent, and then secretly thought: "War, as expected, is a game of comparing the lower limit with each other, and only the despicable with a low enough lower limit can win the final victory."

However, this incident, on the positive side, is quite unfavorable news, which makes the soldiers have no desire to fight, but on the contrary, it can also improve the morale of the soldiers.

So, Count Don called the soldiers over, built a temporary earthen platform, and began to give a speech on it.

"Soldiers, fellow citizens, Desmonds!

I am Donchester McKafaye, your earl, and I stand here now, begging you to listen to me!

As you may already know, today, there is a group of vicious gangsters, a group of brutes who are not human at all, who have attacked our villages in Desmond and shamelessly killed our civilians in Desmond.

We at Desmond have always shown kindness, believing that the world was created by the Lord, that the Lord loves the world, and therefore the world is always bright. But now, this gang of vicious gangsters has taught us that there are not only angels in the Lord's world, but also murderous, vicious, insidious, and evil demons!

Think back to how beautiful and peaceful our Desmond was before the devil appeared! The sky is so blue, the grassland is so green, like an endless carpet, and the herds of cattle and sheep are grazing leisurely, like white pearls, scattered on the carpet. The children sang loud pastoral songs, the husbands toiled in the fields, and the wives prepared delicious meals and happily awaited the return of the children and their husbands...... But now? The war is raging, and the devil is burning and looting. Our Desmond is weeping, our Desmond is bleeding!

Can we still turn a blind eye to such a scene? Are the devils allowed to kill us, not to fight back against them? Aren't we human? Won't we shed blood and tears?

Warriors, compatriots, Desmonds! Pick up our broadswords, axes, carry our spears, ride our horses, and join me in the fight, to defeat the devil, and to reclaim the peaceful life that belongs to us! ”