The cold air pressed down, forming a thick layer of hoarfrost on the surface, and the white-haired wind blowing from the misty mountains crushed the weeds so that they could not lift their heads. But the cold-tolerant ability of plants that can grow near the northern boundary is naturally not ordinary, even if the inland sea is still tightly frozen in spring, they are still the sprouts that should sprout, and the branches that should be drawn.www.biquge.info Eshu was prostrate on a high slope of grass, looking condescendingly at the battlefield in the distance. He was wearing only a single coat, but he was oblivious to the awe-inspiring cold wind like a whip. Beside him, Kia was wrapped in a thick cotton coat, his teeth shivering incessantly, and he took out a bag of spirits from his bosom and poured it a few sips before feeling the warmth in his chest and abdomen.

"Do you recognize the two flags?" Eshyu turned to Kia.

Kia looked down and saw a rudimentary tent stretching out, the fog gradually lifting, and the faint light of the fire was faintly visible, and it was the soldiers on duty patrolling with torches. "The yellow bottom beluga flag is the troops of the Marquis of Sigimund, and the beluga whale is his family coat of arms. The fog was too thick over there in Ravenston for me to see. However, the generals in Livingston who can confront the Marquis of Sigiesmond can be counted on one hand. He smiled a little self-deprecatingly: "Now I know what is the use of noble heraldry, if you memorize those messy family crests on the mainland and the surnames they represent, you won't have to worry about not knowing the identity of the enemy against you, and you will have a direction to seek revenge in the future." ”

A few scattered arrows landed on the grass in front of Esher and Kia, and they were spotted by the sentries, but the two of them did not panic in the slightest, and the Fieldsway were good at throwing, even the new recruits could throw axes with good shape, but their civilian archers were notoriously weak, in stark contrast to their fierce infantry lines, not only in terms of accuracy, but also in inferior short bows. The location of Esher and Kia was a full three hundred meters away from Fieldsway's camp, a distance that even Kia could easily push away the arrows fired by the heavy archers. However, they also knew that it was no longer advisable to stay here, and soon a group of scouts on fast horses were rushing towards the hillside where they were. Eshu nudged Kia: "Get on the horse, you go first." ”

Kia quickly got up, and when he stepped on the stirrups, he turned to Esher and asked, "What about you?" ”

"The geese have left a voice, and the people have left a name." Estheu's hand pressed on the hilt of his sword, "It's all here, then say hello to the Marquis of Siggimond, and introduce our team by the way." ”

Kia nodded knowingly, "Don't go overboard." He kicked his horse lightly in the belly, and the steed snorted and ran in the direction of Silverlake.

The scouts were only thirty paces away from Esthe, and their hands had reached into the axe pouches by the saddle, but they didn't make a move, as if they wanted to leave a living mouth for interrogation. Instead, Eshua made the first move, his hand still pressed on the hilt of his sword, and the man rushed straight down the hill! The leader of the scout team reacted quickly, and with a whistle, the scouts threw their axes in unison on their horses, and the heavy wooden handle drove the axe blade to rotate at high speed in the air, and the cold light was staggered like a net, towards the head of Eishu's head!

Essho doesn't dodge or dodge, draws his sword out of the sheath! The sword light tore apart the morning mist that was about to disperse, and also swept away the flying axe in front of Eixiu, and an unimpeded avenue immediately appeared in front of him! In the scout's shocked eyes, Eshy tricked their squad leader into stealing him off his horse, and before they could pull out the hatchet from their waists, they saw a ghost walking between the horse's hooves, and one by one they were slapped off by Eshyu with his scabbard without a fightback.

Estheus staggered past the galloping horses, followed by scouts lying on the slope on all fours. They reacted quickly, and immediately rolled to their feet, ready to engage in hand-to-hand combat, but no sooner had they raised their axes than the hilt and scabbard of Estheau's sword had arrived, and he struck and slapped and occasionally kicked them in the crook of their knees. After a while, the scouts fell on the slope again, this time they couldn't get up, and a few of them didn't even keep their balance and rolled down the slope.

"Who are you?" The team leader hugged his knee that had been kicked by Estheu, and his forehead broke out in pain, but he still gritted his teeth and asked, "Is it the mercenary from Livingston?" ”

Ai Xiu ignored him, the long sword was sheathed, and his eyes fell on the group of military horses that rushed up the hillside, these scouts were equipped with nothing more than traveling horses with ordinary foot strength, saying that it was a military horse but killing the military horse, but it was better than nothing, even if it was a traveling horse, it was raised in the military camp, and it was on the battlefield, and it would not be frightened by the sound of weapons colliding, it was a rare commodity in short supply in Silver Lake Town, not to mention that they were already equipped with saddles and axe bags, and it could be said that as long as a few riders came, they could form a combat power that should not be underestimated. Of course, only in the cross-sectional comparison between mercenaries.

Eshu walked up the hill and took the reins in his hands, and the horses shook their heads and scraped the ground with their hooves restlessly, and the unfamiliar breath of Eshy made them resist. The squad leader struggled to get up, he could already see that Eshu had the idea of their mount, and said hatefully, "You die, they are all well-trained war horses, and they don't follow them casually-uh! The rest of his words choked in his throat by the neighing of the military horse. Ai Xiu pressed one hand on the face of one of the toughest military horses, and slowly exerted force. The sharp pain from the facial bone made the military horse raise its front hooves high, trying to crush the chest of the young man in front of it, but it was pressed to its knees on the grass by Eshu's wild force, snorting in pain, it only lasted three seconds before lowering its head, licking Eshu's shoes, and signaling surrender. Having subdued the toughest horses, the rest of Eshua effortlessly let them obediently follow him. This simple and rough way of taming horses is no stranger to the scout team leader, because he has witnessed how the berserkers in the barracks tamed a Koninga war horse more than one person tall by pinching facial bones, but they all relied on their hands to exert their strength, wearing thick protective gear and wrestling with the war horse, and their faces were even reddered, where is it as frivolous as Eshy! He looked at Eshu in horror: "You...... Who is it? ”

This time he received an answer from Estheus, and the young man, with ten traveling horses as deferential as lambs, mounted his steed, and without looking back, said, "A mercenary who has a little interest in the flames of war." ”