On the day of the carnival, everyone, whether it is a nobleman, a knight, a merchant or a farmer in general, or even a slave, wears their best clothes to welcome the carnival. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Because before, as we have said, the Middle Ages were undoubtedly very lacking in entertainment. Ordinary serfs and peasants, after finishing their work, they go home to slap their wives, businessmen go home after counting the money and slap their wives, knights go home after hunting and slap their wives, and then nobles, if this nobleman has no taste, then he is a wife all day long, if this nobleman is more literary and artistic, then he sings love songs and slaps his wife, in short, he slaps his wife.

But pop wife, there is no contraception in this era, and if you pop too much, you have to get pregnant. The nobles and knights were okay and could afford to raise them, but the ordinary peasants and serfs were afraid that there would be such a thing as 'a careless mother crushing her child to death in the middle of the night'.

Therefore, it is rare that there are other entertainment activities besides slapping his wife, how can he not participate in such a good thing? Moreover, to be honest, the quality of life of the peasants of Desmond this year, thanks to the bread distributed free of charge by the Count of Don Jr. 'Sacrament', is already quite good compared to all the years, at least they can eat two days out of three days, and will not be without food forever as before.

Therefore, today's carnival, these farmers are full of joy and enthusiasm, they have more smiles on their faces today than last year, and they have more money in their waists than last year, and people are always prone to spending money when they are happy, which also leads to today's Desmond, business seems to be more prosperous than in the past ten times.

And this was what Prince Tad saw, with a bustling crowd of people, a rush of traffic, a crowd of people with smiles on their faces, merchants and vendors hawking along the streets, and the occasional generous donation, this Desmond was filled with an optimistic, positive atmosphere, and anyone who saw the face of the city would not doubt that the city had a bright future.

"Look." At that time, Prince Tad said to his servant: "Desmond, how dilapidated this place used to be, and how prosperous it is in the hands of my cousin. To tell the truth, if it weren't for ......, I would really like to invite my cousin to my court with the highest courtesy, and make him my court governor. ”

That's it, although Desmond is still far from being rich, not even food and clothing, but in this part of Ireland, it already has a reputation for being 'rich' - after all, in this era, most of the time, the difference between 'rich' and 'poor' is only whether God gives face this year, if God is in a good mood and the wind and rain are good and the grain is abundant, then it is not impossible for a poor place to instantly jump to wealth.

After that, there was a carnival, because it was not an autumn harvest festival, so there was no procession of gods made of straw, but in addition to this, the bards, the acrobatic troupe, and the gypsies who could sing and dance everywhere, although it was a temporary decision that caused the time to be quite short, but the Count of Don still tried his best to invite these 'folk artists' from nearby places.

Then, after all these artistic performances, it was finally time for Count Don to plan and wait for a long time!

The parade begins!

The Count of Don invited Prince Tad to the makeshift platform, and they saw:

One by one, the knights, and their servants, rode through the streets, shouting and separating the crowd, until at last revealing a road wide enough for the parade to pass, and then they stopped, waiting for the order of the Count Don Jr.

At this time, the ordinary people already felt that the atmosphere was wrong, and they were kicking and uneasy, and the men with families were holding their wives and children tightly together, and this was the only thing they could do in this troubled world—but, but the real protagonists of today's carnival, the Count of Don and Prince Tade, had not yet spoken!

"Cousin, what's going on—"

Prince Tad was puzzled, and asked angrily, if it weren't for the fact that he was still guarded by his own soldiers, and Count Xiao Tang had no intention of harming him, I am afraid that he would think that this was a conspiracy of the second child, and colluded with Count Xiao Tang to take his life!

"Hehe, cousin, don't worry, it's just a small gift...... "Count Tang replied with a smile: "This time goodbye, I don't know when I will see you again, the younger brother is afraid that the cousin will forget me, so I thought about it, and finally came up with an idea that can make the cousin unforgettable, please wait and see."

"A quarter of an hour, sir." At this time, the knight of Alcoba, who had been standing beside Count Don Jr., said.

"Go get ready." Count Don Jr. continued.

"Yes, sir." The Knight of Alcoba nodded, then stood up and walked briskly down the platform, trotting all the way to the other side of the street, where the parade was blocked by a hill from view.

Then, it was a long, but short, wait.

"All of them have - forward, march!"

As the voice of the Ocoba knight fell, a hundred soldiers who stepped on one step formed a phalanx of five rows and twenty columns, and walked in unison in the direction of the high platform.

The soldiers were uniformly armed with leather armor made of cowhide, cloth helmets, and brand-new extra-long spears with iron heads in front, as well as striped cotton trousers and jackets.

They marched in unison, and the phalanx discharged was also uniform. Whether it is horizontally, vertically, or diagonally, it looks like a line.

They walked at the same pace, raised their legs at the same height, were in the same tall shape, and held their spears in the same position.

"Elite, absolutely elite!" Prince Tad couldn't help but cry out—his tune was out of shape. But at this moment, no one blamed him for his faux pas, because everyone else was also frightened by the appearance of this army.

They had never seen such an army before—like such an army, a hundred people were like one, such an army was something they had never seen before—this must have been conjured up by a witch or a witch, such an army should only appear in dreams, how could such an army appear in the world?

But, no matter how much you don't believe it, since this army has appeared in front of you, then it must already exist.

"Calm down, calm down." Prince Tad had to say to himself: "It's just a hundred, yes, it's just a hundred." The other soldiers weren't necessarily as elite as him, and yes, even the apple vendors liked to put the big ones in front of them! It must be this truth, definitely. ”

Thinking of this, Prince Tad breathed a sigh of relief, sat down again, and showed a leisurely smile that matched his identity again. Soon, though, his smile stiffened.

That's because he saw the soldiers coming after the hundred.

They are just as good as the first team, their queues are just as neat and the pace is just as unhurried.

There is no difference, at least in the opinion of Prince Tad, there is no difference between the two teams.

"Really...... That's great. Prince Tad couldn't help but open his mouth to speak, but after the first half of the sentence "really" was said, he immediately felt his gaffe and gaffe, immediately closed his mouth, and after a pause of two seconds, he said the second half of the sentence "great".

There are three teams in total, three hundred people, they are all the same pace, the same frequency, if a hundred people are like one can already be said to be a miracle, then now there are three hundred! Three hundred people are no different from one person, so how can we say that?

Unacceptable, incomprehensible.

It's probably like this is the idea, as if technology that is too advanced will be seen as a miracle, and too advanced will be regarded as crazy, and people can't understand things beyond their imagination, so they can only think about this thing where they can understand it.

"They may just be good at lining up—they must just be good at marching, if Desmond really had such an elite army, then they would have conquered the entire duke long ago, how could they still be nameless?"

That's it, it's very easy, Prince Tad thought of this place, which is also very easy to understand, it's like an RPG game, the attribute points of the initial characters are fixed, and you can't order the combat power anymore if you click on the queue, at least Prince Tad, and his minions, all think so.

After all, Prince Tad is not the same as Count Don Jr., who has only been in this world for a short time, he has not experienced war, and he does not fully understand the combat effectiveness of the infantry of the old times - if this army has the same strength as his ranks, nay, half the strength, then Prince Tad is sure that he can defeat the enemy with these three hundred men by a thousand, if there are a thousand he can defeat five thousand, if he has five thousand, then Prince Tad thinks that he can tear the earth and become king, no, Maybe he will be able to conquer the British Isles directly and claim the title of emperor!

Therefore, Prince Tad is ready to experiment, to test whether this army has real combat effectiveness.

"Cousin, I didn't expect you to have such an elite army here, cousin is really happy for you, why don't we let the armies of the two families compete with each other, and let cousin have a good look at their combat effectiveness."

"Okay!" Count Xiao Tang replied immediately, and then said as if he was very distressed: "Cousin, you don't know, this army is full of arrogant soldiers, and they often don't even listen to me, I'm afraid that I will be injured by mistake!"

"Cousin, where are you talking!" Prince Tad pretended to be displeased and said, "How can there be immortals in war!" Proud soldiers are better, proud soldiers are combative! ”

"That'...... All right. Little Count Tang pretended to be very hesitant and replied, "Then cousin, wait a minute, I will go down to command now."

Prince Tad nodded and agreed—this was often the case in the Middle Ages, when the nobles of a region were also the supreme military commanders of the region, which means that although these nobles did not learn well, they still had a very tight grip on military power.

"Orders, all of them have - stand upright! Turn back! The third team, the top 10 listed! ”

I only heard the sound of 'stomping' on the ground, and in the blink of an eye, all the soldiers turned like the wind, and before they could turn their slow eyes, they saw that the soldiers in front of them suddenly changed direction, and I wondered if they had a nightmare.

In the first ten columns, there were five people in a column, that is, a total of fifty people, and Prince Tad nodded again, and said something to a tall knight beside him, and saw this knight turn away, and soon came with fifty men.

But these fifty people, compared with the fifty people of Count Xiao Tang, can be described as heaven and earth, first of all, they walked in no order, neither formation nor cooperation, they simply walked randomly, so that the soldiers in the back row could not attack as much as they wanted, because they might injure the friendly troops in front, so that this army could not output the maximum firepower. Secondly, they have no discipline at all, whether they are walking or marching, they can't be silent, all of them are scolding and unbearable language - maybe some secondary two teenagers will think this is very handsome, but fighting is not fighting, fighting is bleeding and killing, biting dogs never bark, and dogs that can bark do not bite.

Finally, and most importantly, this group of people are all veteran oilers, veteran oilers, that is to say, they are all old men, things that see the wind and steer the rudder, no matter what the situation is, whether it is a success or a failure, they will never give their all. They are behind when they charge, and they are the first to be the first when they retreat.

However, although the opponent is so unbearable, Count Xiao Tang does not dare to be careless, and it is relatively unbearable, these soldiers can live as veteran oil, which means that these soldiers at least have their own skills.

"Orders - one, two, three columns, flat gun forest array, four, five, six columns, upward diagonal, seven, eight, ninety, ninety, guns do not move! All of them, listen to me, get ready, and go together! ”

"One-two-one, one-two-one, one-two-one......"

That's it, although it is very embarrassing, but I have to admit that this one-two-one slogan can be called a great artifact for governing the army, and his own rhythm has the role of standardizing soldiers, even if occasionally a soldier makes a mistake, he can recover immediately.

Then, slowly, the phalanx of pikemen commanded by Count Don Jr. began to walk towards Prince Tad's soldiers. And now at this time, the distance between the two sides was almost sixty paces, so the commander of Prince Tad chose the most useful way:

"Archer, fifty paces to shoot—"

"Ready, put!"

Ten archers came out of line, pulled out the arrows behind them, and fired them into the sky - this is no joke, in this era when leather armor can be counted as a strategic material, bows and arrows really cost people!

"Four, five, six columns! Spears block bows and arrows! ”

Seeing the archers of the other side shooting arrows, Count Xiao Tang hurriedly shouted, and with the shouting of Count Xiao Tang, the four, five or six columns of super long pikemen began to shake the spears in their hands, drawing one ...... after another in the air Circle.

Well, don't laugh, the Swiss mercenaries can prove with history that this method is indeed effective in preventing the lethality of the bow and arrow on the super long spear phalanx, because the bow and arrow are projectile, falling from mid-air has lost its accuracy, so that if you keep shaking the spear, you can use the spear to remove the bow and arrow falling from the sky to reduce the damage.

However, this time there were obviously a little fewer bows and arrows, only ten, and they didn't even cause any minor injuries.

"Archer, thirty paces of flat shooting—"

Now that the distance is getting closer and closer, the commander of the other side immediately made a decision and ordered all the archers to shoot horizontally, flat, and this can no longer be pushed away with an extra-long spear, right?

But, again, the little Count Don was prepared.

"The first column, throw the spear, change the whole body to the kite-shaped shield, and the rest of the all, move on!"

Yes, since he knew that slow movement and weak long-range attack ability were the weaknesses of the ultra-long pikeman phalanx, how could Count Don not prepare? This time, it is also a method that has been tested by Swiss mercenaries, and the effect is just as outstanding:

"Zheng Zheng Zheng-" The sound of the bow and arrow piercing through the wooden shield, but that was the end of it, through a thick layer of wooden shield, the bow and arrow had lost its lethality, and the pikeman still had a leather armor made of cowhide!

"Charge ——!"

There is no way, seeing that the archers are useless, the commander of the other side has no choice but to use the method of charging with all of them, and the two sides have seen the real chapter!

Of course, even if it is a charge, the opposing commander is a normal person, of course he will not charge directly ahead, the head of the six-meter-long super-long spear, they are divided into two groups, charging towards the two wings of the phalanx, hoping to break this formation.

"How naïve!" Count Xiao Tang sneered, and then said loudly: "Attention to the second and third columns!" Turn left and right! Preparation! Left to right - stab! ”

Although it is easy to say that this is left to right, left and right, but under the teaching of the stick, absolutely no soldier will be mistaken. And stabbing, this one action, every soldier has to practice hundreds of times, thousands of times a day, so this attack is perfect!

Five—or eight, the soldiers were lying on the ground, some of them were stabbed to death in the heart, some were stabbed in the intestines, and blood was pouring out, while they themselves were screaming. The rest of the soldiers were stunned, and no matter how much Prince Tad's commander scolded, they were not willing to take a step further.

As for the super-long pikemen of Count Xiao Tang, they have not changed at all, they are still silent, indifferent as if they were a stone, a piece of ice, as if they were pure machines, except for killing people, no, even killing people, they don't have any feelings.

So, seeing this, Prince Tad, and his commander, his servants, and his soldiers, they, were terrified.

PS: It's so cool to write! 5,000 words!! I'm going to die!!