"In the name of mercy, I give you a chance to lay down your arms and surrender! A knight shouted to the people below from the high ground of the banner.

"Go back, and take me to say hello to your adults." Hank drew his sword and shouted at him.

The knight shook his head, as if he had expected this, and the figure disappeared from the high ground.

"Why don't you surrender?" Hadesh couldn't help but ask.

"Did you learn to surrender under Grudin?" The long-term scout looked back at him with grayish-brown eyes.

Hadesh was speechless, he didn't know the identity of the old man who was talking to him, he should be a man under the young lord,

I heard that he was also a mercenary, and he was the first group of people to follow the other party. It seems to be one of the people in the group of "Bronze Dragon". However, Hardsh was a little distrustful of this statement, and in his opinion, the old man looked like the most professional soldier, and it was he who first spotted the movement of Jean Denel's army in the forest a few days ago, and led them to escape.

The knights of Pallas on the other side of the race were indeed worthy of their reputation, and in the attack that day they dared to use the mountain people as a guide, the mountain people fought in the woods, and legend has it that they moved like migrating deer when they marched through the woods, meaning that unless they were experienced "hunters", it was difficult to find them.

Hardsh already knew that this was not an exaggeration, and that he had been a seasoned veteran in the fort that day, but no one noticed the movement in the forest. Except for the old man in front of him, Hadesh couldn't help but look at the other man, thinking to himself that if this old guy was a scout, "it must be the best kind."

But the old man didn't care" and knocked his xiōng bore with his hand: "tǐng up xiōng come, young man."

There's nothing to be afraid of, abandoning people like Grudin is the most correct choice in your life "Now that you're a real warrior, you're going to give me the courage to be a warrior"

The scouts burst into laughter, and it was thanks to their laughter that the mountain people came first, dragging them through the forest, until today they were finally surrounded by several knights under Count Denel.

Hadesh blushed a little, but he also knew that he had lost his words, "Although he was forced to surrender to the young lord. But let Count Denel see him as a traitor, and the others could surrender, but he had no choice. Speaking of which, he was originally a brave man, but his original firm will was gradually worn out under Grudin.

He took a breath, his mind hardened like a sword in his hand.

The older scout was yelling at the others: "Laugh at what you laugh at, get ready for battle"

More than two dozen riders were facing in all directions. The recruits were probably already pale and helpless with fright, in such a desperate situation," but these knights seemed to be calm, breathing evenly, and their whole bodies were tense, like beasts looking for an opportunity to break through in a predicament.

"Pay attention to the direction of the opponent's attack and look for opportunities to break through." The old man's sharp gaze roamed the forest like a shrewd beast, and he whispered orders to his temporary subordinates.

There was a sharp noise in the icy air, and Hadesh felt one of his riders fall off his horse, and he grabbed the fellow with his hands and fastened him to his horse. And after the sound of an arrow, the feathered arrows in the forest came like locusts, and the sound of fluttering was everywhere.

Hadesh was distracted, and a feathered arrow was fired at his face. But there was already a knight beside him who drew his long sword and picked up the arrow," and a thumping sound suddenly sounded in the scout's ranks. If the infantry recruited by the nobles had been replaced, they would have collapsed in such an environment, and they would either stay in place in fright, or run aimlessly. But all the scouts, including Hadsh, felt the shooting on the left and right flanks at the first time, and Tihank whistled, "He and his horse swirled in the middle of the group, and pointed at his sword.

The riders will "have more than twenty people and horses without too much chaos and collision, turn around beautifully, and kill directly to the right."

On the high ground, the knight Wilson felt a chill in his heart, and the intelligence said that it was a group of rebels who killed Grudin's occupation of Fir City, but looking at the scouts below, where did Su zhì look like rebels? The number one regular army in the kingdom did not have this suzhì. I only hope that this is just happened to be bumped into by him, and he immediately ordered his shì to go down from the herald to let the knights attack, and the archers on both wings would definitely not be able to block the onslaught of those guys. Although the order was passed down, Wilson felt faintly uneasy in his heart.

The first to emerge from the forest were the infantry, and the infantry recruited by the nobles raised with spears held high, although they could not form a formation in the woodland, they were still a great threat to the riders. Hadesh leaned back to dodge a spear that was stabbing at him, the blade of his longsword flat past the man's neck.

It was the long-lost sensation of a sharp sword splitting through a fragile throat, and the plasma splattered out like rain, and the nerves in Hadesh's body tensed, and he turned his head sideways to avoid the blood from splashing into his eyes.

On the other side, he saw with his own eyes that a rider had two spears pierced into the back of the abdomen. The guy had invited him to drink a day or two before, and although it didn't taste good, Hadesh remembered very well that the other party was supposed to be a mercenary. At this moment, the mercenary was already dying, and his hand still grasped the reins and drove the horse forward, maintaining the posture of sprinting forward, and crashed headlong into the noble soldier.

The noble soldier flew out as if he had no bones. Then the mercenary and the horse fell together, and Hadesh saw that the other man was lying next to the horse, already dead.

Seeing this, Hadesh couldn't help but take a deep breath and split the three people in front of him in a row. The aristocratic infantry is at most at the lower level of black iron, and some of them are still white, so he doesn't have to care too much about these threats because of the difference in strength. But at this time there was a whistle in the forest, and the sound of horses' hooves sounded on the right flank, and a dozen knights suddenly broke through the fog between the mountains and forests and appeared from that direction.

"Turn around and meet the enemy!" The old man's voice sounded behind him.

The situation suddenly became dangerous, the scouts were already under siege, and there were only about a dozen of the more than twenty horsemen who broke through.

Moreover, the noble infantry, which had been demoralized, was again puffed up after receiving the support of the cavalry, and "these guys tried to contain them" so that they could not get out and face the new cavalry of the other side.

But just as the others could not escape, a dark shadow had already come to the fore: Hadesh saw the old scout snatch the spear from the hand of a noble infantryman and slash the other man with a sword, and the other man turned his horse and charged at the knights with his spear in hand.

One person and one horse, as if with the same indomitable momentum as those champion knights in the arena.

It wasn't just Hadesh, but the knights of Denel were stunned. They are all light cavalry, when have they seen such a fierce charge, and when they were stunned, they had already been hit by the old scout. The knight who rushed to the front only let out half of the screams before he stopped abruptly, and the whole person was directly picked up by the spear and flew out.

But the spear used by the infantry was not originally used in cavalry combat, and the huge impact force directly caused the spear to bend and break with a click, and the rabbit crashed into the opponent's camp, and the long sword in his hand was immediately unsheathed, and another knight of the opponent was chopped off the horse with a sword.

Hadesh almost didn't bite off his tongue, and in his opinion, the old man's strength was not much higher, at most, the Black Iron Upstream was about the same as him, but not everyone did this action in one go. "This guy used to be from that army?" The thought immediately occurred to him, even if Eruin was a front-line legion, he couldn't train such a good soldier.

Especially the kind of battle-hardened momentum "is definitely not something that ordinary people can pretend."

He suddenly reacted and shouted at the others behind him, "Bow and arrow, bow and arrow!" Cover him! ”

There was no need for him to remind them, several riders had already taken their longbows from behind, and Jean Denel's knights, who had been blocked by Hank, were about to surround the old man, but a few arrows broke through the air and immediately disrupted their formation.

Hank seized the opportunity to charge out from behind the thin formation of the cavalry, and the old man immediately turned around and raised his sword, nodding to his comrades.

"Seize the opportunity and charge over there to break through!" At this moment, Hadesh seemed to be possessed by a god, and he understood the meaning of the other party in an instant. He felt his blood burn all over his body, and the accelerated secretion of adrenaline made his eyes red as blood, and he struck forward with his sword, and the dozen riders behind him shouted in unison.

The noble infantry could no longer stop the mad scout knights, and the knights of Count Denel had just put together the disorganized formation, and the evenly matched opponents were already coming......

Knight Wilson almost went black when he saw this scene, he originally thought he had grabbed a piece of fat, but he didn't expect to kick the iron plate. With more than 100 men and more than 10 cavalrymen, they couldn't surround more than 20 people, at least let more than half of the opponent run.

"Go! Veterans of the November War, how to fight this battle!? ”

Wilson was the most effective knight under Pallas, and because of his rich combat experience in fighting the mountain people all year round, he might not be able to afford to talk about rebels on weekdays, even the regular army of Eruin. But this time, Wilson was sure that he had never fought such a strange battle in his life.

He was much more knowledgeable than Hadsh, and as soon as Hank made a move, he recognized it as definitely a veteran of the November War. More than half of the veterans of the November War who survived had a candle badge, and if they were not knights, they also had at least half a fief, so how could there be Chinese people in this group of rebels?

Wilson couldn't help but shiver all over his body, thinking that he and his lord had fallen into a huge yīn conspiracy.

And just as Wilson was heartbroken by the loss of his men, a steady stream of reports had been sent to Pallas, who was now in charge of the army, through the scout knights on the front. This time, although the old knight formed an alliance with two colleagues, with his rich combat experience, the other two knights could only be his deputies.

The only person who could stand on his side in this war was the famous general of Madara. Although Tagus is not young compared to humans, he is only a young generation in Madara, and in this War of the Black Roses, the young generation of Madara's generals have emerged one after another, shining like stars in the sky.

Although the old knight Pallas was joining forces with the other party, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Compared with Madara, his homeland Eruin is like a dying old man, and his breath is gloomy.

For some reason, the old knight suddenly remembered the one standing opposite him, and the enemy "I heard that it was also a young man." Suddenly, Pallas became a little interested in his opponent.

But this interest did not shake the old knight's will, and reports from the front showed that the vanguard had exchanged words with the sentinels of the opposing side, and the exchange ratio was not ideal. Most of the reports were pyrrhic victories, and some of the local battles were even lost.

You know, in terms of troops, they have an absolute advantage.

The opponent's combat strength was beyond his expectations, but that wasn't enough to make Pallas feel tricky. Regardless of the losses, at least the sentinels of the opposing side were withdrawing north of the Grasse under his compulsion, and the tactical objective had been achieved.

Next, it is to take the ferry crossing of Grasse and cross the river for a battle. @。