Chapter 263: The Golden Lion Banner
"Woo!" the sentry reacted, and immediately sounded the horn of the guard, and the bell at the head of the city was struck in response, and immediately spread throughout the fortress.
"Enemy attack, enemy attack!" The soldiers climbed to the top of the city, looking at the cavalry outside the city gate below, silent, only the night wind blew the banner of the golden lion, hunting and hunting.
An inexplicable sense of fear spread through the bodies and minds of the soldiers defending the city, and there were terrifying rumors about the Black Cavalry, which they had heard countless times.
Cruel and ruthless, and untired and painless, they are the embodiment of the most feared demons in hell, destroying countless cities in their hands.
The group of soldiers and horses that appeared in front of them was obviously the best of the black cavalry, armed with spears and short knives, reflecting a sharp cold light in the firelight.
The most terrible thing is that although the black cavalry at the front has stopped, the sound of horses' hooves from the back of the team has not stopped, which shows that the number of black cavalry is increasing in places that cannot be seen.
It was not dark, because of the flames that were burning around the fortress of Pazon, the flames illuminated the figures of the black cavalry very conspicuously, and the soldiers defending the city felt a chill from the bottom of their hearts.
The black cavalry remained silent, silently looking at the soldiers on the city, as if calculating in their hearts how much weight their opponents had, they had destroyed countless cities and armies, and the bloody battle did not need to be repeated again.
"Inform the Governor!" the commander at the head of the city felt his scalp tingle, since the establishment of the fortress of Pazon, he had never encountered such a powerful and dangerous opponent, even those fierce and violent desert giants in the past, compared to the black cavalry, they could only be regarded as a good baby who had just learned to walk.
The black cavalry surrounded the Pasong Fortress late at night with swords and soldiers, and the ghosts would believe that they had no malicious intentions, and the commander of the city swallowed his saliva and shouted downward: "May I ask why your army visited the Pasong Fortress late at night?"
Silent, the black cavalry still ignored him, just quietly lined up in array, lined up in a crescent formation, and surrounded the entire gate of the Pazon fortress.
It seems that the attitude of the other party is very clear.
"On the orders of the Duke, the Golden Lion Banner will be erected in the Fortress of Pazon!" one of the commanders of the Black Cavalry said in an indifferent tone, holding the golden banner in his hand, "Also, clear the fortress of Passon, unnecessary irrelevant people, etc. ”
Damn Winton Capet, he really wants to do something to Duke Parra's domain!
The commander glanced at the dilapidated gate, which had not yet been repaired, and he did not expect it to be able to defend against the black cavalry, but only that it would hold out a little longer, until the cavalry in the fortress arrived to help.
Now that there are more than a thousand cavalry in the fortress, as well as a large number of infantry and a vanguard of desert giants, it may not be easy for even the black cavalry to deal with a fortress with such a powerful force.
The constant light of the fire in the fortress made his heart quietly relieved.
He looked at the black cavalry under the city wall again, and was surprised to find that the other party had no intention of taking the initiative to attack at all, as if they were quietly waiting for the cavalry in the Pasong fortress to accumulate strength.
Do you despise our cavalry so much?
The commander felt a great humiliation, even for the famous Black Cavalry, this contempt was too arrogant!
After carefully observing the opposing camp, the commander found that the number of the opposing party was only about three hundred.
Damn, I was too nervous!
The commander cursed secretly, if there were only three hundred people, then with the defensive strength in the Pazon Fortress, it was completely easy to defeat them, not to mention that he also had the vanguard of the desert giants.
It seems that the commanders of these black cavalry are looking for the wrong person, and the Fortress of Pazon is not a soft persimmon that can be handled casually.
While thinking about it, there was the sonorous sound of military trumpets, gongs, drums and horses' hooves in the fortress, which was the cavalry assembling, and soon the torches were lit in the fortress, drawn into a long line, and quickly approached in the direction of the city gate.
"How's it going?" The first to arrive was the Governor, who was awakened from his sleep and rushed over with a coat on: "Didn't they attack first?"
The Black Cavalry has always had a tough tactical style, preferring the feeling of crushing the enemy head-on on the battlefield rather than sneak attacking.
This hard-line style is deeply ingrained in the direct cavalry, but in the eyes of the Governor Langton it is undoubtedly a very stupid act.
In the case of the empty city gate guards, he actually chose not to forcibly attack and occupy, but chose to let the enemy's army adjust and assemble, if the enemy was not the black cavalry with a great record, the governor of Langton really wanted to think that the commander of the other party was a fledgling hairy boy.
What is the difference between this behavior and a duel between knights, throwing a white glove at the opponent before making a move in order to maintain grace?
"There aren't many of them, and if we have the Desert Giants as the vanguard, we can easily defeat them!"
"Don't take risks easily, our first duty is to guard the fortress," Governor Langton frowned, late at night, he was not sure if there were ambushes outside the city, and the order given to him by the Duke of Para was to guard the fortress, not kill the enemy, "In the case of ensuring the safety of the fortress, there is no need for us to take the initiative to attack." ”
Governor Langton's command style was very conservative, he did not dare to risk his life, and he preferred to hide within the walls to fight defensive battles than to mobilize cavalry to meet the enemy outside the city gates.
"My lord, our walls may not have been repaired, and there are gaps in many places......," the commander in charge of guarding the gates reminded with some trepidation, "You have forgotten that the wall that was destroyed by the torrential rain last month is still only nailed with wooden planks. ”
Governor Langton was dumbfounded.
The ground shook, the dilapidated walls were falling with dirt, and for the first time, the commander of the Black Cavalry looked up at the fortress within the blockade.
"The tremor must have been caused by the vanguard of the Desert Giants. The black cavalry commander narrowed his eyes, he slowly raised the golden banner in his hand, and looked at the governor of Langton, whose face gradually became more confident, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Cavalry, even heavy cavalry, can't use their lethality in front of the desert giants," Governor Langton took a deep breath, "Well, it seems that tonight's battle is inevitable." ”
"Open the gates and prepare to meet the enemy!" said Governor Langton, gritting his teeth.
A dark shadow, with a messy sound of breaking wind, whistled past his ears.
"Tuk!"
Behind him, there was an extremely heavy crashing sound.
Governor Langton felt a stream of heat spread down his cheeks, accompanied by a burning pain.
He turned his head sharply to look at the location of the dark shadow.
The night wind howled, and the golden banner hunted at the head of the fortress of Pazon, and the golden lion looked majestic as if it was about to crush everything.
It turned out to be the banner in the hands of the Black Horse Commander!