I was thinking about this when I saw groups of refugees supporting the old and the young walking on the path in front of me. They were ragged and their faces were full of fireworks. Many people were tired from walking and sat down on the side of the road to rest.

I saw it from afar, and I was a little surprised. Willy rode forward slowly, wanting to ask.

The sound of horses' hooves alarmed the refugees, and they raised their eyes to see a knight in full armor running towards them, one by one frightened, the powerful wolf rushing to the pigs, and the weakness simply pale, sitting and waiting for death.

Willie ran up to them, slowed down, and saw their expressions, and suddenly understood. He jumped off his horse, unarmed, and walked straight for an old man with a blank face.

Willie said, "Old man, where did you come from?"

Old man: "Don't kill me, don't kill me......"

Willie smiled and said, "Old man, you misunderstood, I am not a robber, I am a knight of the Eight Classics." ”

The old man: "Don't kill me, don't kill me......" The old man said, grabbed a woman with the same pale face next to him and pushed it in front of Willy: "You want a woman, give it to you, don't kill me......"

The corners of Willy's mouth twitched with difficulty, and his gaze turned to the woman. It was a young woman in her early twenties, her clothes were disheveled, and there were traces of tears in many places, and she could see the underwear inside. The brownish-red braids were also scattered in half, scattered in front of the forehead.

The woman's eyes were glazed, but when she saw Willy's gaze sweep over, she screamed and crawled backwards on her hands and feet as if she had seen a ghost.

Willie turned around and shrugged helplessly at me.

Jamila suddenly rode over, jumped down beside the woman, and gently took her shoulder. Seeing that it was a woman, the woman's emotions calmed down a lot. Jamila asked something softly, and the woman whispered something. Finally, Jamila took a few dinars from her bosom and stuffed them into the woman's hands.

When Jamila returned, she told me that the Loire had been plundered, and even the Château d'Elbuc had fallen.

I asked, "Did the Dark Order do that?"

Jamila shook her head: "It's King Yaroger, who personally led five legions to attack Elbuk Castle, and I heard that he was also preparing to assault the Nest Rules." They told them that the enraged King Ragnar had led seven legions to fight back from Sagoth and Woche. ”

I said, "This king of Yaroger is really ignorant, and when is it all gone, he still thinks about the battle between them." ”

Jamila said: "These lords of Vecchia have never had any other thoughts in their heads except aggression, invasion of Kugit, invasion of Svadia, invasion of Nord, and the Slavic blood in their bones makes them as greedy as a bear. ”

I said, "Whatever he is, the area from Loire to Château d'Albuc must be full of rebels and refugees right now, and their destructive power is probably not less than that of the Dark Order." ”

Melva also came to my side, and when she heard my words, she asked, "What are your plans?"

I spread out the large map of Calradia and looked at it, and said, "Now that King Yaroger is in control of Elbuc Castle, the Line of Actual Control of Vikia is approaching Wocheze, and even if Wocheze's counteroffensive force is dispatched, it may not be able to quickly return Elbuk." Fort Bruga was transformed from the front to the rear, and it was also the only way to get to Živa Cheze. Taking advantage of the fact that Silly Yaroger led his troops to isolate the possible ambush of the Dark Order in the north, we headed directly east, from Fort Bruga to Živacheze. Be fast, and don't give the Dark Order time to react. ”

Jamila shook her head suddenly: "The wound of the dryer has become infected, and now it is a fever. There is no clever doctor in Riwache, and if you still go to Riwache, the dryer may not be able to hold out. ”

I suddenly remembered this guy, he had been unconscious for the past few days, and it turned out that he was on the verge of life and death.

Jamila said: "I know of a wise doctor, who was originally a native of Rhodok, and was very famous in Rhodok, and then a lord accused him of being a sorcerer and drove him out of Rhodok. He is now living in the nest, and if he had done it, the dryer should not be in danger. ”

Melva said, "But King Yaroger has already led his army to attack the Woche, and if we also rush to the Woche, we will probably be fought." ”

I thought about it, but decided to disguise myself and head towards the nest, I couldn't let my companion die in vain because of this possible danger. Manid's affairs can be eased a little. But for the sake of the girls, and for the sake of concealment, I asked Willy, Bob, Wen Niu, and Melva to lead the girls to Riwacheze, where Riva was still safe, and Bob was said to have friends on the road in Riwache, and might be able to find a way to get Manid out.

Mama Cha, Peter, Jamila and I took our unconscious dryers and pretended to be shipwrecked merchants and headed for the wagon.

Woche is plain.

North Calradia in early June was warm and the air was full of moist moisture. Because of its proximity to the sea, the salty sea breeze blows every hill, the grass is like a blanket, and wild flowers bloom all over the mountains. It's a season of poetry.

But such a beautiful season was shattered by the sound of the trumpets of war. The wilderness flowers that spread all over the mountains became Germanic helmets all over the mountains, and the wind blowing through the hills became sharp arrows flying over the hills. It was a war in which the vanguard of the Nord Nest Legion met the vanguard of King Yaroger in the Kingdom of Vekia.

The Nords had a detachment of troops, complete in all classes, at least a thousand Nord warriors, and more than 500 Nord archers. In addition, there was a team of two hundred light scouts, and a team of three hundred commanders made up of senior Nord warriors and the Nord royal bodyguard. The Wikibians on the opposite side are also a detachment. It consisted of eight hundred infantry, eight hundred archers, and a detachment of four hundred Vecchian knights, commanded by Andy, the nephew of King Yaroger.

Three months ago, no one knew who this Andy was, and not even King Yaroger's queen knew when her husband would have an extra nephew. When he suddenly appeared in front of King Yaroger, the king pondered for two hours before announcing that Andy was the widow of his deceased brother many years ago, and that this previously unknown twenty-year-old young man had not only been promoted to the chief of the palace guard of the Kingdom of Vekia, but also made Viscount McCann, and became the upstart of the high society of the Kingdom of Vekia.

The lords of Vikia have always believed that the so-called nephew of the king, perhaps the illegitimate son of the king after an affair twenty years ago, also has a clear understanding of the appointment of the king. They had never expected the young viscount, who had spent the first twenty years in a stable in which he had spent the first twenty years, to lead the army alone. But it seems that the king wants to surprise everyone, and when he begins his surprise attack on the Nord kingdom, he has made Andy the commander of the vanguard detachment in his royal guard. Andy, on the other hand, showed his superhuman military prowess and conquered the Nail Elbuck Castle, which had been standing between Riwacheze and Wocheze for many years. Even the casualties were controlled to the lowest point that reason could believe. At this point, the nobles had nothing to say, and they were overwhelmed by Andy's vanguard banner.

After two days and two nights of running, Andy finally encountered the counteroffensive forces of the Wocheze Legion. This morning, he stretched his men and horses as far as possible on both flanks of the battlefield, even exceeding the limit of the line extension taught in military class, and his 800 infantry was lined up in a line similar to that of archers 400 men wide and only two rows deep. After the infantry line, there were four phalanxes of archers, each of which numbered two hundred. Four hundred Vecchian knights lined up on either flank of this weak line.

Tactically, this is a common practice of almost all the taboos: the infantry phalanx must not be too weak or it will be easily torn apart by the enemy, the archer phalanx should be at the forefront of all hand-to-hand units in order to maintain a wide field of view and maintain a stable long-range fire output before hand-to-hand combat, and the cavalry should be used in one place to avoid being split and broken individually.

So, when Andy's position stabilized, the commander on the opposite side who was in charge of commanding the Nord army was almost stunned.

Commander Nord asked the adjutant, "Do you know which commander is on the other side?"

The adjutant said, "It seems to be a nephew newly recognized by King Yaroger, whose name is Andy, I have never heard of it before, and there is no information about this person." ”

Commander Nord said, "That's a young nouveau riche, maybe the illegitimate son of King Yaroger, a guy who has never been to the battlefield at all, but only by his own imagination." Look at how our invincible Nord warriors tear apart the weak front on the opposite side!"

The Nord commander waved his flag, the trumpeter blew his horn, and a thousand Nord warriors formed two phalanxes, followed by a phalanx of archers, in a zigzag formation towards the Vikian army on the opposite side. The Nord warriors in the first row raised their half-man-high Nord round shields and pushed them towards the opposite Wiki Front like a city wall.

During the perennial Novi War, they had long been familiar with the fighting style of the Viktian army, first with a saturated long-range firepower output before hand-to-hand combat, then with heavy infantry also using two-handed tomahawks or spear shields, and cavalry from the flanks when the battle line was deadlocked.

When the infantry advanced to within thirty meters of the archers, the Nord warriors would return their heavy throwing axes or throwing spears to the guys who were shooting arrows on the opposite side, and then, they would take advantage of the moment when the opponent's archers were in confusion to sprint with all their might, break through the thirty meters of space, and use their best hand-to-hand combat to give the opponent's vulnerable archers a fatal blow. The scout light cavalry in the role of cannon fodder is contained, and the method of containment is also quite distinctive, galloping to the route of the Vekia heavy cavalry sprint, and then dismounting, and when the opponent enters a distance of thirty meters, he uses the throwing axe or throwing gun in his hand to give a death blow, and then retreats to the back of the horse, waiting for the Vekia heavy horse to break through the horse wall and engage in hand-to-hand combat.

They are too familiar, and the two sides have used similar routines for more than ten years.

But this military idiot in front of him is the first time he has encountered it.

The drums of war sounded rhythmically, and with the beat of the drums, the Nord warriors pounced like wolves on the opposite side of the Vekia position.

In the Vecchian camp, behind the thin infantry and bow phalanx, on a small hill, a young man with brown hair sat upright, he simply draped a pair of Vecchian carved plate armor, and the scarlet velvet cloak made him stand out from the crowd. He is the commander of the WikiAsian side this time, Andy.

At this moment, he stood alone on the top of the hill, with only two adjutants by his side, a dozen heralds, and not even a guard.

The adjutant watched with some nervousness as the Nords on the opposite side approached his own weak infantry line to the beat of a frenzied drum. "Lord Viscount, is it really okay?"

Andy whistled lightly: "These Nord barbarians, the muscles have grown to the brain, what is the danger." As he spoke, he waved his hand, and the herald beside him waved the red flag beside him.

As the Nord infantry phalanx approached, the center of the Vekia infantry line began to retreat, and the entire already weak infantry line formed an arc inward before it could make contact.

Immediately, there was an arrogant laugh from the Nord side. They knew that the stupid command of the Vykia commander had caused the Wikibians on the other side to lose their sharpness before the battle.

The adjutant beside Andy wiped his cold sweat and turned his head to look at Andy, who was relaxed and complacent.

Andy played with his white gloves as he estimated the distance between the opponent and his own battle. Once again, he scrutinized his own infantry line, which consisted only of two columns. The first column is the spear and shield bearers, with military guns in one hand and willow nails in the other, and the second column is the axemen, holding a two-handed axe horizontally.

Andy's gaze lingered on the military guns of the first row of gun shieldmen for a moment, and then he suddenly threw his gloves heavily on his palms: "Let's start!"

About fifty meters away from the infantry phalanx, the squad officer was staring at the hill where Andy was, and when he saw two red flags waving crosswise, he almost jumped up and gave the order: "All ready, ready!"

The archers drew a long arrow more than a meter long from the quiver behind their backs, with a serrated triangular pyramid in the shape of a serrated arrow, and a circle of copper plates tied to the shaft near the arrow cluster, and two holes were cut out with a chisel at the end of the arrow. The Nords had never seen this kind of arrow, and the design drawings of this kind of arrow were brought by Andy, and the whole of Vekia hurriedly built 200,000 arrows, all of which were specially supplied to Andy's 800 archers.

When this arrow is fired, the air flow blows into the hole at the end of the arrow, and it makes a howling sound like a ghost cry, so it is called a ghost crying arrow. Devil Cry arrows are one-third longer than normal arrows, and the kinetic energy generated when projected is much greater than that of normal arrows, while the jagged triangular pyramid of arrows can have a devastating effect on armor and shields.

The squad officer finally waved his hand forward: "Release!"

The strings of the archers as soon as they reached the full moon were loosened, and a full 800 Devil's Cry arrows shot into the sky at a 45-degree angle. Like the cry of eight hundred ghosts, the majesty shook the heavens and the earth.

The Nords hesitated, they heard a demonic cry coming from behind the cowardly Vechians on the other side, and then they saw a rapidly converging black cloud in the sky descending over them.

The squad officers of the Nord infantry phalanx were the first to react, these were the conspiracy of the Vicchians, and their rain of arrows began. The Nords raised their shields above their heads in unison to meet the rain of arrows.

The ghost cries came to the face, and in the midst of the ghost cries that resounded through the field, there was a series of "clicks" of the shield being shot. It was as if all the Nords had been struck by someone, and at least a hundred shields were completely broken beyond repair, and many more were pierced. At least seventy or eighty people were pinned to the spot by the heavy devil crying arrows, struggling helplessly.

It all happened after a salvo.

The second ghost cry soon brought the stunned Nords back to reality, and they found that the dark clouds of arrows were coming towards them like demons, and at least a fifth of them had lost the protection of their shields.

This time, mixed with the maddening ghost cry, there was a heavy "flutter" sound from heavy arrows piercing through armor and piercing into flesh.