Almost before Arrod's words could be heard, the sound of horses neighing, and the Burgundian nobles were surprised to see a brown steed rushing into the camp, with several crossbow bolts stuck in its left hip, and blood gurgling from the wound.

"What's going on?" The Burgundian nobles stepped forward, and some of the stronger nobles stepped forward to grab the reins of their horses and try to calm the frightened horses.

"This is not Yaheng. Sir Celt's mount? Someone recognized the owner of the horse and said to the others.

"Did something happen? Soldier go and see. ”

The Burgundian nobles sensed that something was wrong, and the male nobles immediately sent the women and children to the center of the camp and drew their swords from their waists.

"Lord Duke, please be careful." Grimm also showed his blade and stood in front of the Duke of Burgundy, surrounded by several soldiers with knives, spears, and shields.

"Who dares to be presumptuous in my land?" The Duke of Burgundy was furious, but he was the guardian of Italy and the ruler of the Duchy of Burgundy, and he defeated Hugue, the Duke of Bavaria, several times.

"Send out the cavalry and go to the castle to gather soldiers to rescue." Green commanded one of his men.

"Yes." The man, dressed like an ordinary servant, ran to the place where the horse was tethered, untied the reins of a black steed, and jumped on it.

"Whoosh~~, poof." Suddenly, a crossbow bolt shot out of the dense woods struck Green's men in the back.

"Oh, Gray Law~~." Green's men snorted, fell off their horses, and their mounts neighed and ran out.

"Damn, it's a West Francian crossbow." Green hurriedly ran over, and when he saw the crossbow feathers on the backs of his men, he was finally sure that this was no ordinary attack. This is the military heavy crossbow of the West Francians.

"We are attacked, defended, defended, protected duke and princess." The soldiers of the Duke of Burgundy hurriedly raised their pointed shields, and the nobles roared and raised the wooden tables and benches in the camp in an attempt to fend off the crossbows that were constantly being fired from the jungle.

"Whoosh~~~."

"Arrode. We were hunted as prey. Harvey swung his dagger and sliced off a flying bolt, which landed on the ground.

"Get down, their crossbows won't fire indefinitely." Arold and Harvey pressed to the ground, crossbows flying overhead, Arold carefully and carefully observing the direction in which the bolts were fired.

"Oh~~." The Burgundians who had been hit by the crossbows fell to the ground, and the crossbow attacks finally stopped.

"Why did they stop shooting?" Harvey asked Arold.

"Get ready, they're going to attack." Arold knew that the other party was preparing to attack, and hurriedly warned Harvey.

"Your Excellency. We escort you away. Grimm hid behind his shield and looked around the forest, and just now he judged that there were no crossbows in the northwest direction, so he asked the soldiers to escort the Duke and Princess of Burgundy away.

"Rustle~~." At that moment, the sound of the bushes being cut through the forest sounded, and dozens of West Franks who had been hidden came out, swords and long daggers in their hands, and rushed into the camp quickly.

"Ahh The Burgundian nobles saw the enemy appear. They had just been shot like animals by the crossbows, and now their anger filled their hearts. Even without armor, he clenched his sword and rushed forward to meet it.

"Jingle Clan~~." The swords of both sides collided with each other with a crisp metallic sound, and the cries of Burgundian nobles and West Francians swirled through the forest.

"Arold, shall we go up and help?" Harvey turned to Arrod.

"No, let's take this opportunity to leave." Arold thought about it and decided not to wade into this troubled water. Anyway, I just want to take advantage of the chaos to leave Burgundy.

"Then let's go." Harvey and Arrod ran along the edge of the camp, in the direction they had just observed.

"Damn Burgundians, die." Harvey and Arold didn't want to wade into the troubled waters, but the West Franks didn't intend to let them go, and the two West Frankish swordsmen killed a servant. I saw Arrod, who was trying to escape.

"Tsk, that's bad luck." Arold smashed his mouth, and he took a T-step, raising his sword parallel to his gaze, the standard plough position.

"Ha, good posture." The West Frankish swordsmen looked at each other and laughed disdainfully, Arold and Harvey were dressed like ordinary court servants, so they couldn't help but laugh when they saw Arold pick up the sword.

"Thorn~~."

Arold suddenly pulled his steps away, and the sword in his hand went straight to the chest of the West Frankish swordsman, and the West Frankish swordsman hurriedly blocked with his sword, only to hear the sound of the bell, the West Francian swordsman Deng Deng took a few steps back, and he was surprised to find that Arold's arm strength was full.

At the moment when he was surprised, Arold pressed closer, and the sword dance in his hand spun like a windmill, and by turning his arms, it was as fast as lightning.

"Bell~~." Another West Frankish swordsman hurriedly took action to block a sword for his companion, otherwise his head would have been cut off.

"Who are you?" The West Francian swordsmen shouted in surprise, they were the elite of the Counts of Champagne's army, almost all of them were veterans who had served for many years, lurking in the Duchy of Burgundy by various means, incarnating into many identities until they received a new order from the Count.

They were confident in their swordsmanship and killing skills, but now they could not defeat even a man dressed as a servant, much to the annoyance of the West Frankish swordsmen.

"What are you doing? We slaughtered him together. He shouted to his stunned companions, who had not yet taken Harvey to the sidelines, perhaps thinking it was just a woman.

"Okay." Two West Frankish swordsmen surrounded Arold from both sides, and they slashed with their swords menacingly, Arold deftly dodged the deadly attack with his steps, but at the same time his sword did not stop.

"Oh~~." While Arold was in the middle of his battle with the West Francian swordsman, a West Francian swordsman suddenly screamed, and he stretched out his hand to try to reach his back, and a dagger appeared in his back as he fell.

"Damn, damned." The surviving West Francian swordsmen were surprised to see Harvey smiling at him. The dagger was thrown by her, and it was only then that the West Frankish swordsman realized that the situation had become two against one.

"Quickly get rid of him Arrod." Harvey walked impatiently to the corpse and pulled out the dagger from the corpse's back.

"Okay." The corners of Arrod's mouth turned up slightly, he hadn't fought against anyone for a long time. On weekdays, no one dares to challenge with the dignity of a duke, and there are few opportunities to catch the right one on the battlefield.

"Ah, kill you." Enraged by their attitude, the West Frankish swordsman raised his sword and slashed at Arrod, the sword used all his strength, and if it was slashed, it would definitely kill him in two places.

"Get out of the way of Arrod." At this time, even Harvey became nervous, and she couldn't help blurting out, but Arold didn't dodge and directly met it with her own sword.

"Scandium~~." Swords collided with swords. With a crisp sound, the West Francian swordsman couldn't help but widen his eyes, the corners of his mouth showed a look of joy, he was very confident in his arm strength, he once cut an enemy in half from the head, and now this mysterious guy who doesn't know the height of the sky and the height of the earth actually dares to take his sword directly, and the next step must be to press the blade directly on his neck.

Just when the West Frankish swordsman thought so. Arrod was unhurried, and the sword in his hand tilted slightly downward. The steady T-step moved to the right of the West Frankish swordsman, and the sword slid from sword to sword.

"Huh~~." This series of movements was completed in the blink of an eye, and the West Frankish swordsman's clenched sword staggered forward, while Arrod's body crouched, and the sword in his hand slashed through the swordsman's abdomen.

"Uh-huh~~." In Harvey's opinion, Arold and the Swordsman simply swapped places. But blood flowed from the swordsman's abdomen, and then the West Francian swordsman fell to his knees with a thud.

"How is this possible?" When the West Francian swordsman Park fell, there was only one thought in his mind.

"Whew~~." Arold exhaled softly the turbid breath in his chest, and when he stood up, the screams of the Burgundians could be heard not far away.

"Let's go." Harvey and Arold hurriedly set out on the road to escape. I didn't expect the West Franks to have so many spies lurking in Burgundy, in fact, the two tribes of West Francia and the Duchy of Burgundy were originally closely connected, and they were very close in terms of culture and tribe, so the Duke of Burgundy was not vigilant about the West Francians.

Just as Arold and Harvey were running to the edge of the forest, Arold stopped his steps, pricked up his ears to listen carefully, but walked in the other direction, which made Harvey feel strange.

"What's wrong with Arrod?" Harvey asked hurriedly.

"Here, I seem to hear the screams of the Burgundian princess." Arold walked to the other side, and as he crept cautiously through the bushes, he saw the Duke and Princess of Burgundy besieged in a depression in the forest.

"It's the Duke of Burgundy." Harvey also leaned in to see that a group of West Francians were surrounding the Duke and the Princess, and the corpses of several Burgundian soldiers had fallen in front of the Duke, and the Burgundian Princess was trembling and clutching her father's arm, and the spy leader Green's left arm had been hit by a crossbow arrow, and he was half-crouched down with blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

"You bastards, do you know who I am?" The Duke of Burgundy, even though besieged by the enemy, was still like a lion, and he shouted to the West Franks with great righteousness.

"Of course we do, otherwise we wouldn't have bothered so much." The West Franks at the head of the city looked fierce, and he said to the duke with a smile.

"What the hell are you? Mercenaries or spies, but whoever hired you, I'm willing to pay ten times the price, how about this deal make a good deal, right? Seeing that he could not frighten the group, the Duke of Burgundy changed his strategy and tried to buy off the killers.

"We don't need your money, what our master needs is justice, the sweetness of revenge." The West Franks, led by the leader, picked up a crossbow, and as he spoke, he pulled the string of the crossbow and loaded it.

"Lord Duke." Green struggled to his feet, standing in front of the Duke of Burgundy.

"I know whose men you are, damned Count Champagne." The Duke of Burgundy gritted his teeth and said, he did not expect that the cowardly count would dare to assassinate himself with such determination.

"Go ask God." The West Francians at the head smirked, raised their crossbows and aimed them at the Duke of Burgundy, placing their fingers on the trigger of the crossbow, and with a single pull it ended the life of the great Hugue.

(To be continued.) )