"It's a little bit closer." At this time, the forehead of the Viking warrior leader could not help but bead of sweat, he became more and more clear that as long as he slaughtered the big man in front, maybe their village would be saved, even if the Mason people would not retreat, the head of this noble man could be regarded as avenging himself, sometimes the Vikings' way of thinking was so simple and direct, but in front of them there were three knights with long swords blocking the way.

"In the name of Jesus Christ, and in the glory of my knights, you filthy heretics do not think of the past, except when you tread on our corpses." The knights of the Duke's personal guard were arranged in an inverted triangle formation, they were dressed in fine chain mail, and the outer body was covered with a family coat of arms representing Duke Mason, which was bright and distinct even in the dark night, and the knights pointed their swords at the Viking warriors.

"Don't know what you're talking about? Slaughter them. Of course, the Viking leader couldn't understand the knights' righteous words, but he only knew that these damn knights were blocking the way, and seeing that the big man was fleeing into another barracks, losing this opportunity might be a chance to survive, which of course made the Viking warriors angry.

"Kill~~~."

"Honor is my life~~~." As if they had agreed upon each other, the knights brandished their swords, relying on the sturdy armor and incomparable courage of their bodies, while the Viking warriors were determined to die. The knights slammed their bodies against the shield wall, and the battle axes slashed at them, all of which gave them a chance to survive the monarch they had sworn allegiance to.

"Huhu~~~." Duke Abel came to Arrod's camp with the support of the knights around him, and unexpectedly Arrod's camp was exceptionally calm, you must know that Duke Abel's direct troops were like porridge boiling in a pot, and the armies of other Mason vassals were more or less affected, and they were in a commotion and didn't know what happened to Duke Abel, an army of Count Praun tried to come to the rescue, but halfway was rushed back by the soldiers of Duke Mason's direct army who were in chaos. Face the chaos of the rebels. The counts were restraining their armies in fear.

"It's the Duke, go and report to the Earl, it's the Duke." The perimeter of Arrod's camp was guarded by pikemen from the German mercenary regiment, and when he heard the commotion, Arold immediately asked the trumpeter to blow the emergency rallying call. The soldiers of the German mercenary regiment who have been trained like a reflex for a long time. Immediately assembled in the camp. Arold ordered the pikemen to divide into three teams to seal off the direction facing the riot, and three other directions, and the side vans were also pushed up as a barrier. The crossbowmen boarded the inside and top of the side carriage, the swordsmen guarded around the crossbowmen, and the cavalrymen also rode their horses and stood by, one had long been as orderly as the usual military training, and Arrod led the knights and attendants of the inner palace to wait for the development of the situation, he did not want to rescue the Duke of Abel, but in this chaos, he was afraid that there would be other accidents in the division of troops, so he just scattered the javelin cavalry, and sure enough, outside the camp, the javelin cavalry met the Duke of Abel who fled in a hurry, So he hurriedly welcomed the Duke and his party in.

"Arold, I've been attacked by night." As soon as Duke Abel saw Arrod's face, the tears in his eyes involuntarily flowed, mixed with dust and his face was black and white, he had never been so wolf-like, who would have expected that the Viking warriors would be bold enough to launch a night attack under such a disparity in numbers, and also attack directly to their camp.

"Harlan immediately took my fur and draped it for the Duke." Looking at the Duke of Abel in front of him, who was only wearing an inner liner and shivering in the cold wind, Arold immediately ordered Haroun to go to his tent and bring a large coat for Duke Abel to put on it, seeing that Duke Abel was unharmed Arold breathed a sigh of relief, Duke Mason's direct troops were not so vulnerable, and the junior officers under Duke Abel were all barons and nobles with rich military experience, but they always had a fixed war mentality, and late night was not conducive to combat, However, they forgot that they were not facing the Franks, but the Viking warriors, who were skilled in raids.

The Franks are good at fighting in battle formations, so they can't move under the obstruction of vision at night, and the warring parties can usually only tacitly truce with each other, but the Viking warriors are stronger than the Franks, they don't need the constraints of battle formations at all, but they are unrestrained to blend into the enemy to fight, the wrong perception makes the generals of the Duke of Abel make a big mistake, plus the duke's troops are recruited through guò, except for people from the same area and the same farm, the soldiers are not familiar with each otherThe sense of strangeness and distrust will also be magnified in the night, which is in stark contrast to Arold's German mercenary group, although Arold's German mercenary group is not large, but they often train and live together, both familiar with each other and skillfully coordinated, when the Viking warriors killed the three knights who blocked the way, they came to Arold's camp out of breath, at this time the Viking leader suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong with the chief? Let's take advantage of the win, it's a good opportunity. The other Viking warriors asked puzzled, after the successful raid on Duke Abel's camp, the confidence of these Viking warriors began to swell, and there was a feeling that the gods possessed and slaughtered everywhere, no wonder when several times their own enemies were killed in all directions, it was inevitable that they would change from self-confidence to arrogance, and the Vikings were never a modest people, but the Viking leader stopped outside Arold's camp, because he instinctively sensed the danger signal like a beast in the forest, It's so quiet that it doesn't seem to have anything to do with the other camps.

"Wait a minute, it's so weird here, there won't be any traps, right?" The Viking leader frowned, and he watched the camp opposite, and suddenly a light appeared, and torches were lit in Arrod's camp, and hundreds of torches lit up the place, and then the torches flew up and were thrown above the Viking warriors.

"Boom~~~." By the light of the torches, the Viking warriors saw a neatly arranged group of pikemen blocking the entrance of the camp, the spears in their hands blended with the woods, and the pikemen stood as straight as sculptures, no wonder the Viking warriors didn't notice it just now, and with a roar, several box carts were pushed forward, and the crossbowmen on them bent their bows and arrows at the Viking warriors.

"Shield array, shield array~~~." The Viking leader roared in surprise, but after a night of fighting, the Viking warriors were already exhausted, and the reason why they were able to hold on was because of the excitement of victory, but at this time the form suddenly changed, and the sparks splashed from the torches falling from the sky also caused inconvenience to their movements.

"Shoot~~~." With the sergeant's command, the crossbowmen of Arold's German mercenary regiment pulled the bracket or released the fingers holding the bowstring, and suddenly the arrows and crossbows made a breaking sound, and the moment the torches were lit in the dark night, dozens of arrows and crossbows shot like locusts among the Viking warriors.

"Ah~~~." The Viking warriors armed with tomahawks and round shields could not resist the concentrated attack of arrows and crossbows, and those who were shot fell to the ground with a terrible roar, and the round shields were thrown out, and the Viking warriors slammed into each other like headless flies in the light of torches, and some enraged Viking warriors rushed towards Arold's camp with their tomahawks aloft.

"Spearmen defense~~~." The sergeant commander of the pikemen, drew his swords and ordered loudly, the little drummer struck the drum rapidly, and the pikemen immediately formed a dense formation in the urging of the drums, and the spears stretched out like hedgehog thorns, and the Viking warriors, who had never fought such an opponent, were caught off guard and crashed headlong into the dense spear, and the corpse hung on the sharp head of the spear.

"Ah~~." Seeing that his companion in front of him was hanging on the head of his spear, even the Viking warrior who was not afraid of death felt timid, and the Viking warrior, who had not yet attacked, hurriedly retreated, but was fired by arrows from the top of the side car.

"Step on the fire extinguisher, step on the fire extinguisher." The Viking leader Khan ordered that his idea was simply to put out the torches that revealed their whereabouts, or to fight in the night, or to take the opportunity to escape, and the Viking warriors hurriedly used their round shields to fend off arrows from Arold's camp and kicked the dust to extinguish the torches that revealed their whereabouts.

"Why didn't Arold order the soldiers to kill these damned infidels?" Duke Abel wrapped his fur in a big coat and drank a sip of the ale that his attendant Xia Zuo had heated on the bonfire, and he asked Arold curiously, at this time, there were only about twenty Viking warriors in total, and hundreds of soldiers in Arold's hands could completely wipe them out with a push, but Arold would rather use arrows to deal with those Viking warriors.

"They're already rabbits in a trap, so why should we be in a hurry?" Arold smiled and said to Duke Abel, in fact, he didn't want to waste the lives of his soldiers, you must know that his German mercenary soldiers are not levies, each of them is a strictly trained elite, and wasting the life of any soldier is worth the loss. (To be continued......)