At dusk on July 29, 1257, Ksmerd rode back to Sargos from the woods east of Sargos. Today, he ran all over the fields and woods around Sagos, and found no trace of the robbers, and not only that, but he had not found any trace of the robbers for three consecutive days, so his income for the past three days was zero.

Perhaps there would be many robbers farther away from Sargoth, but he did not dare to go farther away from Sargoth, for he was afraid that he would get lost. If he is not careful, he will be out for a few days, and he will lose more than he gains. Especially now that August is approaching, he can't afford to waste his time.

He roamed around the vicinity of Sagoth, looking for opportunities in the safest way possible, but time was running out for him.

It was another day of nothing, which really frustrated him, and if it weren't for the fact that his vision was really limited and his mobility was limited when it was dark, he would not even be willing to return to Sagos and end the day empty-handed.

Just as he was walking through the woods with his head downcast, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly noticed a group of figures gathering not far away. He immediately turned his head to look, and his heart sank a little when he was sure at first that the group was not robbers, but then he was attracted to the group of people he was completely stranger to.

The group wore nose guards and white cotton robes, and carried red and black shields on their backs. In addition, they rode pack horses with white and black manes, just like Kosmerd. And Kersmer was most curious about the weapons they wield—weapons like Pointed Staffs or Flanged Staffs, the kind of weapons that Kersmerd had seen before, but had scarcely ever seen anyone use. There were about sixteen or seventeen of these people, and they were obviously ready to go to a battle at this moment.

They also seemed to be aware of Kersmer's presence, and invariably looked at Kersmer.

Seeing that they did not look like gangsters, Ekmerd approached them on horseback and asked them, "Who are you, and what are you going to do?"

One of the group replied, "We're bounty hunters, and we're going to complete a bounty mission!"

Before this man could finish speaking, another person also spoke: "Hey, little brother, have you seen any outlaws nearby, of course, I mainly refer to the pirates, because our main task this time is to defeat thirty pirates, and the secondary task is twenty robbers. ”

"No, I haven't seen any lately!" replied Kersmurd.

"Damn, even if they're all hidden, we're going to find them! We're going now!" shouted a bounty hunter.

"Wait a minute, do you mean a bounty task where you can get money or some other reward for completing the task?"

"Yes, the mayor of Sagoth sent us such a bounty. If we can bring back the heads of thirty pirates and twenty robbers, he will pay us four thousand dinars at once. Of course, thirty pirates accounted for three thousand eight hundred dinars, and those twenty robbers were worth only two hundred dinars. A bounty hunter explained to Kersmond.

Kersmerd's heart moved, and he asked excitedly, "Oh, can you let me join you?" I haven't fought against pirates, but I've killed a lot of robbers, so I should be able to help you. You see, I also have horses and weapons, and I'm confident enough in my skills. I'm in dire need of money, so please let me join you and join you in the crusade against the pirates, and when the mission is complete, I'll only need one hundred and eighty dinars, is that okay?"

After some discussion, the group of bounty hunters agreed to let Kersmund join them and join them in the crusade against the pirates.

Kersmund followed the group of bounty hunters through the nearby woods, eventually encountering a troop of pirates before nightfall. There were only nine pirates in this group, so the team of bounty hunters, including Sensed, had a total of eighteen people, and without the slightest hesitation, they immediately rushed towards the pirates. Caught in the middle of the bounty hunters, Kersmund also charged at the enemy he had never dealt before, the pirates, with his sword in hand. At this moment, his whole body was boiling with blood, and his heart was beating violently.

"Kill these bounty hounds!"

"Use their skulls as bowls!"

The pirates shouted and threw axes and javelins at the bounty hunters from a distance. The sound of axes and javelins smashing against shields, or whistling past his ears, was enough to scare the cowardly man into falling to the ground in an instant.

Eyemund was holding his shield in front of him, and charged forward in the middle of the crowd, when suddenly, a javelin flew towards him, and before he could react, the javelin had already penetrated his shield with a "bang", less than half a foot from his face, and he immediately broke out in a cold sweat.

The two bounty hunters who rushed to the front were hit by the pirates' flying axes and javelins one after another, and even the men and horses fell, while the other bounty hunters, taking advantage of the speed of their horses, had rushed to the front of the pirates, and a scuffle began.

Quick-eyed and well-timed, one of the pirates slashed at the pirate as he put away his javelin and prepared to change his melee weapon, but the pirate immediately raised his shield to block his blow.

After quickly rushing past the pirate's side, he immediately turned his horse's head and turned around to charge at the pirate again, but this time he did not rush to swing his sword. The corate had already had a fighting axe in his hand, and when he saw Eksmerd rushing towards him again, he raised his axe with a cry and prepared to slash at the head of the horse under his crotch. It was this moment that Kersmund was waiting for, and he saw the moment when the pirate raised his axe and slashed at the right shoulder with a faster speed of the attack. The pirate screamed, and the axe in his hand immediately fell to the ground. Before the wounded pirate could step away from him, Kersmund quickly made up the knife and stabbed the pirate in the neck, stabbing him in the throat.

In this way, Symmed and the bounty hunters, relying on their numerical superiority and the high mobility of their horses, soon gained the upper hand in hand-to-hand encounters with the pirates. However, just as they had killed the pirates to only four or five people, there was a sudden burst of shouts and curses from the woods not far from them.

Another group of pirates, finding out about the battle on this side, immediately rushed over to support their companions. There were fourteen pirates in that group, and together with the four or five remaining Haikou in this group, there were nearly twenty pirates. And the team of the bounty hunters, in the battle just now, lost three more people, plus Usmoed, now there are only thirteen people left. After the bandar quickly joined the battlefield, the bounty hunters instantly lost their numerical advantage, and even some of them had to fight against two. As a result, the bounty hunters immediately fell into a bitter battle.

In an unfavorable situation, Korsmed struggled to maintain his composure and composure, and in the chaos he slashed two more pirates in succession. The pirates soon sensed Kersmond's superior fighting skills, and immediately three pirates came to deal with him at the same time, besieging him.

Dexterity and caution controlled the horse's steering and movement speed, and wrestled with the three pirates. When he found a great opportunity to turn around and slash at the throat of one of the pirates, the horse under his crotch was also slashed in the front leg by the axe of another pirate. The horse neighed miserably and was about to lunge forward desperately to escape the siege. Immediately after, however, the Germanic sword from the hands of the third coward pierced straight into the horse's head.

The poor horse could not even make a sound, and immediately fell to the ground. Kersmund slashed the corate in the throat and killed him instantly, while his entire body fell to his crotch horse. Fortunately, he rolled to the side in time, and then got back to his feet, and no one flipped on his back. But before he could gain a foothold, the two pirates immediately besieged him.

At this time, after a fierce scuffle, there were only five bounty hunters left alive, all of whom had lost their horses, and the pirates had twelve left, and they were gradually surrounding these five bounty hunters.

A few pirates quickly ran over and joined the two pirates who had dealt with Eksmer before, blocking any escape direction for Kersmer, while Kersmer could only temporarily retreat and approach the five bounty hunters back-to-back. Eventually, he stood with the five remaining bounty hunters. And the twelve pirates have surrounded them.

Seconds later, Minded and five bounty hunters fought the twelve pirates in a final showdown.

Sandwiched between the bounty hunters, Kersmed was preoccupied with nothing but his companions and his companions to defeat twice as many enemies as them, and give it their all for a battle that would be either you or me. At this moment, he didn't have time to regret it, and he didn't have time to think about the outcome. Death may befall him in the next instant. In this life-and-death battle, only the victor is qualified to recall it carefully.

Kersmod is not like the bounty hunter next to him or the pirates opposite, just slashing and blocking indiscriminately, he sees every opportunity, and when he uses his shield to block the opposing attack, he happens to use the shield to give the opposite side a recoil force in time after canceling out the opponent's attack power, as much as possible to shake the opponent's hand holding the weapon, and create an opportunity for himself and his teammates to fight back. If he doesn't make a move, he will hit the vital point of a pirate and kill him.

In such a hand-to-hand fight between the two parties, he alone used a single knife in his hand to end the lives of three Haikou.

When the last bounty hunter on his side was cut down by the pirates, there were only four pirates left.

The four pirates slashed at him together, and he hurriedly parried with his shield, and kept retreating, unable to fight back in a short time. His heart sank suddenly, he could only use his shield to block the attacks of the four pirates on the opposite side, and if there was no other way to change the current situation, he wouldn't last long, and sooner or later the shield would be broken and killed.

At this moment, a figure suddenly flashed in the woods behind the pirates. With great speed, the figure rushed behind the pirates and stabbed a sword into the throat of one of them. The pirate who was stabbed in the back didn't have time to react to what had happened, and immediately fell to the ground and died. Without pause, the figure pulled the sword out of the throat of the pirate and stabbed it at the next pirate.

The other three pirates immediately panicked and retreated to the side, and Kersmod also reacted immediately, and together with the figure, launched a flank attack on the three pirates.

He and the figure each killed a pirate at almost the same speed, and then attacked the last pirate together.

I saw a single knife slammed into the left chest of that Haikou, and at the same time, a sword also pierced the throat of that Haikou horizontally.

Through the swiftly stiffened body of the pirate, Sensed and the figure looked at each other. On May 25, 1259, the plain outside Rudabao was littered with corpses.

"He's alive!" exclaimed Minded excitedly, as if he had discovered a miracle, his voice trembling with extreme excitement, "there's still one alive here!"

Several of his companions around Kersmer quickly gathered around him, and Korsmed had pulled out a bloodied man from the pile of Swadian soldiers' corpses in front of him. Despite the fact that his entire body was almost red with blood, Kersmod and several people around him quickly recognized the man's identity from his armor.

The Nord Royal Guard, who was pulled out of a pile of corpses by Ksmerd and still alive, was none other than a Nord Royal Guard.

Two days earlier, when the main forces of the Swadias and the Nords were engaged in a fierce tug-of-war near Fort Derberg, a Swadia army of nearly 1,000 men, led by Count Harungos, launched a surprise attack and laid siege to Fort Ruda.

However, just as the Swadians were about to attack Rudabao, a Nord army of several hundred men, led by Rudapoye, suddenly broke out of the forest next to Rudabao and made a detour to the rear of the Swadian army. At the same time, the 300 defenders of Rudabao poured out of their nests and joined forces with the reinforcements outside the fort. When the Swadians realized that something was wrong, it was too late, and the flying axes and javelins in the sky first killed and wounded a large number of Swadian soldiers, and at the same time successfully covered the Nords, and soon the unstoppable Nord army rushed into the Swadian army from the front and rear directions.

On the plain outside Rudaburg, the Nord and Swadia armies of nearly 2,000 men fought a terrible battle. Although the Swadia army had a considerable advantage in the size of the team, they were preemptively outflanked by the Nord army, and they fell into passivity from the beginning, which led to the instability of the army. Moreover, the Svadians thought that even if they were to lose in this battle, the consequences would not be too serious, so most of the soldiers thought that it was better to go and had no intention of fighting. The Nords, on the other hand, knew very well that if they were defeated in this battle, it would be difficult for them to hold the fortress town of Rudabao. The consequences of losing the fort are really a great shame, which will make them more uncomfortable for every Nord with a strong sense of honor than taking their lives, so the vast majority of Nords are determined to die to participate in this battle and resolutely defend their Rudabao.

The battle lasted a day and a night, ending with the Nords repelling the Svadians, holding their Rudaburg. Both sides suffered heavy losses, and only three or four hundred of the Svadia army, which had originally been an army of nearly a thousand men, managed to retreat, including many wounded soldiers. And this Nord army, originally had seven or eight hundred people, and after the First World War, there were less than three hundred people left, but compared to the Swadia rout, the elite of less than three hundred people was much higher. In this victory of the Nords, nearly 100 Nord royal guards, who played a key role, lost thirty or forty people, and most of them were retained.

Because the Swadia army was ambushed and caught between the front and rear, they were caught off guard and had no time to respond, resulting in a complete hand-to-hand melee between the two sides. In this way, the highest combat power in the Swadia army, more than a hundred Swadia knights, could not exert their true strength at all in such hand-to-hand combat. In peacetime, they can be like a tiger with wings, like a swift wind rushing into the enemy formation, so that they can crush the enemy's war horses in an instant, but in this extremely limited space for action, almost crowded melee, it has become a big burden for them. And this kind of battle situation is no more suitable for the Nord royal guards.

After this battle, within a day, the Nord army continued to arrive quickly and stationed in Rudabao, strengthening the defense of Rudabao and preventing the Swadia army from attacking again. At the same time, Rudabao sent several squads to hurriedly conduct several comprehensive searches on the battlefield and rescued many wounded soldiers in a timely manner. It wasn't until dawn the next day, after the Nords were sure that the Svadians would not return, that they sent in to begin the official clearing of the battlefield. Kosmerd was one of the logistics soldiers who cleared the battlefield, and it was he who found a man alive in the battlefield that the Nord military determined to be no longer alive.

Now in his second year at the Royal Military Academy in Sagos, he volunteered to enlist in the army after the outbreak of war between Nord and Svadia three months ago, intending to fight on the front lines as a soldier and contribute to his country. Of course, the Nord military did not refuse Ksmold's enthusiasm to fight for his country and not be afraid of bloodstained battlefields, so Ksmed joined the army without hindrance, however, after joining the army, he was required to remain at the Royal Military Academy in Sagos, and was always at his disposal.

However, what Kersmund did not expect was that he had been on call for more than two months, and it was not until more than ten days ago, when Kersmerd's enthusiasm was almost cooled down, that he received a sudden summons, which allowed him to leave the academy and join King Ragnar's personal conscription.

Serving in the elite army led by King Ragnar was an honor at first glance, and Kosmerd felt the same way when he first learned of the Nord military's arrangements for him, and at the same time he was so excited about it, and his whole body seemed to be burned with a fighting spirit. However, what happened to him later made him feel like he had fallen into an ice cave. He did go to King Ragnar's personal army, but he was assigned to the logistics of the army and became a logistics soldier, and the main work he was responsible for in peacetime was miscellaneous things such as carrying goods, delivering letters to people, etc., and basically did not have the opportunity to go to the front line to fight, and he did not even have the opportunity to go to the front line to take a look.

The knowledge and training that Kersmund had learned and trained during his nearly two years at the Royal Military Academy in Sagos, as well as his physical fitness and fighting skills, which stood out among the students of the academy and were invaluable among the Nord soldiers, were of no use in this logistical work. Fortunately, Kersmund had resisted the urge to rush to the battlefield as soon as possible and planned to travel lightly, and he still brought a bunch of items and some books to the army, so that his life as a logistics soldier would not be too boring. In addition, he also wrote a long letter to Soraton to vent his frustration and dissatisfaction.