Kyle. After Halton returned, Broken Bridge City was immediately locked down inside and outside. The gates are guarded by the descendants of the family.

When the young city lord Harding saw the second batch of knights who came back, he immediately knew why the descendants guarding the city gate should report solemnly, but he controlled the news to prevent it from leaking.

Because it was a group of wounded people who came back, and they were still seriously wounded.

There were five knights in total, two with broken legs and two with large torsos. There is also a scoop on his head, which can be hung up at any time.

This is simply a loss of baggage. Unless they can be reborn with severed limbs, these five knight masters are all useless.

The five knights were sent back in an old-fashioned carriage. The driver was an old farmer outside the city, doing the work of delivering people and letters for a reward.

The young city lord immediately gritted his teeth and sent the old peasant to prison, and then asked what happened to the five knights who came back? Only one of the five knights with a broken leg could still answer each other, and he gave a rough account of the situation last night.

"The lord of the castle ordered a battle for honor, and we charged the enemy. But the knights who rushed up in the first wave were hung on the tips of their guns.

What if we kill ten hundred of them? Those damned pariahs enchanted their weapons and easily pierced the armor of the noble. ”

The Broken Leg Rider's face was pale and his breath was unsteady. But he was still extremely unconvinced. It's a shame that ordinary infantry can use first-level arcane magic to add sharpness to their spears.

"Luckily, they don't have many spears that they can enchant temporarily. After the spears of the first platoon of infantry broke, I rushed away from the infantry in the last two rows and slashed two or three of their heads. ”

Speaking of 'slash', the knight with the broken leg grinned again, which was already a very good feat last night. But soon he said even more sadly: "It's too dark, and the battlefield is too chaotic.

I followed a few colleagues to rush out desperately, rushing out a few hundred meters only to find that there was no one around. We tried to get back to the battlefield, but soon found that the enemy had not spared us.

There was a group of light cavalry attacking us in the dark. I swear, I'm in a fight to the death with them. Both sides were red-eyed, and there were casualties on each other.

Their combat skills are not good, but I have to admit that the other party's cooperation is better than ours. They can always attack our weak underbelly and pick out the lone personnel to surround us. Two of my colleagues soon died, and I and the other two had to retreat. ”

The corners of the Broken Leg Knight's mouth twitched a few more times, "The retreat was not all smooth sailing. Whenever we feel safe, the enemy's light horsemen always emerge from the darkness.

We couldn't tell the direction, so we had to flee with all our might. Running away, I was separated from my colleagues. At that time, no one cared about anyone, and just wanted to ride their horses and run farther.

But in the end, I found myself coming full circle and returning to the battlefield to face off against the enemy again, and I lost my leg. I thought I was going to die, but I didn't expect to be captured by them and taken to Green Valley. ”

With that, the Broken Leg Knight pulled a letter from his chest and handed it to Harding.

"I didn't stay long in Green Valley. The evil Hugo, probably seeing that I was useless, sent me and a few other knights back, along with the letter.

He asked me to relay that he had about eighty captured Hutton knights in his hands, all of them with good hands and feet. He said that if we agreed to his terms, the knights could give it back to us. ”

The papyrus letters were very crude, the pages were stained with blood, and the handwriting was not very clear.

Harding stared at the Broken Leg Knight and slowly took the letter. The letter was written in a simple way, asking for something to be exchanged for more than eighty captured knights. If the Hortons did not agree, the knights were to be put to death.

"The monster Hugo captured more than eighty of our family knights?"

Harding thought it was incredible, shouldn't his knights be brave and stubborn? But in this way, there are more captured than escaped, and more people are killed in battle.

The knight with the broken leg smiled bitterly, "Yes, Hugo asked me to count it." Not many people died on the spot last night, most of them were killed during the night flight.

Many more surrendered in desperation. They probably thought they would come back by paying the ransom. But the evil Hugo apparently didn't think so. ”

The demands in the letter were simple: Broken Bridge must pay a reparation for its defeat, lift the blockade of commerce and transportation, and hand in a petition of surrender.

The first two requirements are easy to say, and the last one is troublesome. Victor. Hugo directly named in the letter: "Give Bank, the old wizard who visited Broken Bridge City last night, to Coldwind City for disposal." ”

In just one day, how did the monster Hugo know that Banker of the Long-legged family was in Broken Bridge City?

Unless ......, there are moles in the city.

Thinking like this, Harding couldn't help but sweat profusely. A series of names and avatars flashed through his mind like lightning, and the nobles who refused to send troops last night looked suspicious.

What to do?

The city lord was unconscious, and the young city lord had no idea at all.

Agreeing to Hugo's request is undoubtedly tantamount to drawing a chasm with other aristocratic forces in the Northland. If the long-legged family is successfully restored that day, they will definitely not let go of the Halton family.

But if you don't say yes......

Harding couldn't help but be even more apprehensive - more than eighty family knights were in the hands of the enemy, which was a precious treasure. If these vassals can be brought back, the Halton family's position in Broken Bridge City will not be shaken.

Where is the lesson of the long-legged family? If the strength of the family is weakened, it will immediately be a catastrophe. How to decide is a test of the ruler's ability.

At this moment, at the same night, after the same war, Zhou Qingfeng cleaned up the battlefield in the nameless village and prepared to withdraw the team to Green Valley Town.

Heavily loaded four-wheeled carriages pulled the bodies and stumps of the war dead, rumbling ahead. More than 100 wounded soldiers lay in makeshift medical tents on the side of the road outside the village, waiting for the second group to leave.

Zhou Qingfeng has a large number of spell slots every day that can be converted into healing magic skills, but only a small part of the wounded can be saved. Followers of the 'Mother of Plagues' acted as military doctors, caring for the vast majority of the wounded with homemade herbs.

"The infantry regiment suffered one hundred and eighty-two casualties, of which fifty-seven were irreparably seriously wounded and killed. Others should be able to return to the team after treatment. ”

Outside the medical tent, Ma Han, commander of the infantry regiment, reported the statistics to Zhou Qingfeng.

The casualty rate was quite large, the total strength of the infantry regiment was 500, but the number of combatants was only about 400, and the rest was logistical support.

If a team loses more than 40 percent, it is equivalent to a complete loss of combat effectiveness.

Both of them didn't look very good.

"Transfer personnel from the supplementary regiment and restore the combat effectiveness of the three battalions under your command as soon as possible." Zhou Qingfeng ordered.

After taking Coldwind City, he immediately trained a supplementary group of three hundred people. The training of the supplementary regiment was not enough, and the equipment was much worse. But now if you can't top it, you have to top it.

The cavalry of more than 100 men also suffered more than 30 casualties, and the permanent loss of troops reached 10%. The infantry is okay to replenish, but the cavalry is difficult to even replenish.

The only thing that could make Zhou Qingfeng happy was that he defeated the Halton family in Broken Bridge City and eliminated the threat from the west of his family. He bet that there was a fiasco from last night and that he would give it to Kyle. Horton had ten guts, and the other party didn't dare to come to trouble.

In the fierce battle last night, more than 200 noble knights were beaten and fled in all directions, and this battle definitely gave the other party a deep memory.

In the night, the darkness rumbled, and the light cavalry under Zhou Qingfeng could not stop the other party's escape. But the next day, the light cavalry of Coldwind City drank the physical potion and riveted their strength to capture the prisoners.

The aristocratic lords who fled were panicked at night, and the horses had no strength, so they were basically within five kilometers of the surroundings, one by one.

More knights were captured than hacked.

All the captives were hand-held and sent back to Coldwind like prisoners. What aristocratic dignity is inferior to bullshit in Zhou Qingfeng's eyes, and the defeated are not qualified to put forward conditions.

"With these prisoners in hand, we are not afraid of any chaos on the western flank. I can concentrate on dealing with the Buchi family from the south. I heard that the family crest of this family is a gorgon, I don't know how powerful it can be? ”

Zhou Qingfeng meditated in his heart, at present, it is the Banshee Castle that is really threatening Cold Wind City. At this moment, a herald arrived from the direction of Coldwind City to ensure that he had timely communication with the city.

The city is uneventful, but at best there is a message from the Strange Maids that the modification of the 'Shadow' has been a great success, and the owner will receive a new mount.

But 'Shadow' himself had reservations about this statement.

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