Fan Ming led a rapid march of four hundred and fifty free legions and twenty guards to the valley (all on foot, because there were no horses), and as soon as they reached the valley, the soldiers were tired and panting, after all, they had never run so far with so many things, so for the rapid march, it was simply a break for them.

Fan Ming looked at the soldiers who were already tired and staggered, and thought to himself, after going back, he must let them practice running with weights!

"Lem, Green, come here"

Hearing Fan Ming's call, Lem and Green hurriedly ran over, looking at their appearance, Green was fine, after all, he ran in this mountain all day, but Lem couldn't, he was fighting with pikemen training formations and short knives every day, and he couldn't stand such a rapid march, and he was also out of breath at this time.

"Lem, you divide the pikemen into two teams, one is ambushed in the forest at the entrance of the valley, and the other is ambushed at the exit of the valley, remember! Don't let the enemy find out! Rest and stand by after the ambush!" Lem heard the rest, and immediately became cheerful, and immediately took the order to go down and make arrangements.

Then Fan Ming said to Green: "Take the bow team to the cliffs on both sides of the valley, push all the boulders that were originally ambushed there to the edge of the cliffs, and get ready! Remember to push down after hearing the order, otherwise you are not allowed to move! After you are done, lie in ambush there and rest and stand by."

Green nodded in obedience, and then Fan Ming hid the heavy armor in the woods on the edge of the valley, this tank unit was already equipped with the Mo knives that the blacksmiths had made in seven months, and it was extremely elite. Fan Ming told them to be on standby at any time, and in the end, only fifty sickle soldiers in linen shirts and guards to protect Fan Ming's safety were left and right, and he looked at the faint lights in the distance and said to himself, "It's almost there"

That's when it happened. The guard stepped forward to report: "My lord, Resarit is back. ”

The Ressarit that Konoe refers to is the young peasant soldier who instigated the peasant rebellion, and his real identity is a nightingale in the inner wall. When selecting the Nightingale, Fan Ming took a fancy to his excellent eloquence and top-notch fighting ability! So he asked him to join the army with his greatest enemies, the Svadians, and find the black-helmeted knight to spy on the information.

Unexpectedly, halfway through, he was captured by the Swadian army that invaded Rhodok and was taken as a peasant soldier, and he wanted to prepare to escape. But he was unexpectedly assigned to the prince's command to attack Sorrenburg, and what is even more coincidental is that the prince is the Knight of the Black Helmet!

This made Ressarit happy. He secretly left the information to the hunter of Mount Sauron and informed him of his plan, and the hunter brought the information to Fan Ming, who was rushing to the valley, so that there was a talk of Resarit inciting the peasants.

Fan Ming went to see Resarit in person, "My lord, things are going very well! Those peasants and soldiers have been successfully instigated! Just wait for the plan to be implemented!" Ressarit.

"Eun, you have done a good job! Remember, you must not let the enemy find out, or else everything will be ruined!" Fan Ming admonished.

Resarit nodded again and again, "Your Excellency." I've taken your words to heart! I've got to go back quickly! I can't let the Swadians find out I'm not there!"

"Well, let's go back!"

"Yes, sir," Resarit bowed, and prepared to leave.

Just as Resarit turned his head and was about to leave, Fan Ming instructed again: "Be careful! If you find that the plan is not right, you can cancel it, safety first!"

Hearing Fan Ming's concern, Resarit even regarded his life as more important than the success or failure of the battle, Resarit couldn't help but be moved, and he thought to himself, 'Your Excellency thinks so much about him!'

Fan Ming looked at the hazy night sky, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Not for a while. Resarit returned to the barracks, and the peasants saw him return. They all gathered around him, "How's it going?"

"Don't worry, things are going well!, St. Vanmin has agreed to accept us!" said Resarit, feigning excitement to the peasants.

"Great! We can finally be liberated! Haha! I have already seen my land and the green wheat fields in the fields!

"Haha, wait a minute! As long as everyone follows the plan and listens to my arrangement, there will be no problem!" Then he added, "Be sure to keep it secret! Let's go and prepare for it!"

It was late at night, and the camp was already dark, except for the sporadic sparks in the campfire, and a little light, and all around could be heard the rustle of the leaves in the breeze, and the sound of footsteps hidden in the rustle.

There were more than fifty of them, each with a bag of rags entwined in their hands, which were very easy to ignite, and each carrying a pair of flints.

"My lord, do you want to order it now?" asked one of the soldiers.

"Nonsense! If you don't order it now, you can save it for thirty nights!"

"Ah, thirty nights?" the soldier did not understand what Fan Ming said.

"Give me less damn nonsense! Give Lao Tzu some now, burn his girl!" Fan Ming first lit the cloth bag with flint, then threw it on the tent, and in an instant, the tarpaulin tent was set on fire.

The soldiers also learned from Fan Ming to light the cloth bags and throw them at the tents, and suddenly more than 50 burning cloth bags flew towards the tent pile, and the tents were set on fire in an instant.

By the wind, and the proximity of the tents, the fire spread instantly, and when the nobles found out, they were already in the fire, and even some knights were still dreaming that they would become roast suckling pigs!

The camp was in chaos, shouts and cries for help filled the sky, and the camp suddenly became a crematorium.

The prince rushed out of the tent, and when he saw the scene of chaos, he did not panic, but jumped to a high and loud command of the soldiers, do not panic.

Not to mention, this prince is still prestigious, and after a while, the camp will not be in a panic, Fan Ming hid in the woods and watched the camp quickly become orderly, and he had to admire the elite of this army, and such a situation could be integrated!

Although the fire failed, he did not expect to win by fire prevention, which was far from his real purpose!" Everyone followed me, and ran into the valley and hurled insults at them! I want to see how thick their bear skin is!" he said. Fan Ming rushed out of the woods with fifty men and ran towards the valley, scolding the Svadias for being cowards. It's stupid bears, cowards, scum, and so on, and Fan Ming has already ordered to be scolded as viciously and disgustingly as he wants, and what he wants is to provoke them! Let them fight.

"Prince, you see those abominable bandits. They set the fire!!Still scolding!Now they're running that way!" reported the prince's servant.

"Damn, I can hear me! I'm going to cut off their heads today and feed them to the vultures!" said the prince viciously, clearly enraged! Then he commanded, "Warriors, my brave knights! Show your blades! Teach the damned bandits a lesson!

Just as the prince was about to charge on horseback. But he was stopped by the servants beside him, "Your Royal Highness, could it be the enemy's conspiracy!"

"What a conspiracy is not a conspiracy!, are our brave knights still afraid of the petty machinations of the bandits?" said the prince disdainfully.

"Regardless of whether there is a conspiracy or not, why don't you let those lowly Rhodok peasants go to explore the way first!" Hu Cong smiled conspiratorily, "Well, okay, let those untouchables go first!Let my warriors be on standby at any time" The Rhodok peasants who received the order did not arrive to be sad and angry, but showed a happy look, "Everyone pretend to be annoyed! Don't let them notice!

Because the peasants did not have tents. There was news in advance. So they were all far away from the tents, and when the fire broke out, there were no casualties.

Ressarit was at the forefront, leading a thousand peasant soldiers towards the valley.

"Chief, they're coming!" "Lady, they're coming!" said Lem Inquirer, Fan Ming, who had just returned from setting the fire.

When Fan Ming repeatedly confirmed that only the peasant soldiers were coming, he relieved his heart: "Haha, I really fell for the plan! Let them go! Sue Sù Green them, this is his own person." Let them go!"

The guards led the way to the cliff, and at this time. Ressarit had already rushed into the valley with a thousand peasant soldiers, and by this time Green had received the order and let them go without moving.

It wasn't until he watched the peasants pass through the valley that Fan Ming ordered Lem: "Let the brothers start shouting!"

Lem then gestured to the soldiers who were lying in ambush in the woods, and the soldiers immediately shouted loudly, "Oh no! I can't stand it! Withdraw, I'm going back to the castle!" and kept tapping his weapons to make the sound of weapons clashing during the battle.

Sure enough, Prince Starma, who heard the shout, was overjoyed: "I didn't expect those bandits to be so unbearable! Warriors, draw your swords and charge with me!"

"For Honor!" and "Living with Glory"

The knights each shouted the slogan of the family, and as the prince rushed to the valley, the horses galloped, and in a short time they rushed into the valley.

Seeing that the cavalry had rushed into the valley, Fan Ming laughed loudly, "Haha! It's now the brothers! Do it!" Fan Ming shouted, and was the first to rush out of the woods, bending his bow and arrows, and before he could take aim, one of the knights died under his arrows.

Immediately after that, the entrance and exit of the valley were sealed by hidden pikemen, and Grimm, who was on the cliff, saw that there was already action below, and ordered the boulder to be pushed down together.

The knights who rushed to the valley were smashed into human cakes by the falling boulders, and blood and flesh flew everywhere, and they screamed again and again.

"Oops! these abominable bandits! We have been fooled! Get out of here, the knights rush out of the way!" the knights, who were fortunate enough not to be hit by the boulder, began to rush towards the exit when they heard the prince's shout, in a vain attempt to rush out of the gun.

But those pikemen are not vegetarians! I only heard Lem shout an order: "Put down the spears and hold on!

The spearmen stood neatly in five rows, flattening the spears in their hands, and the knights who rushed first suddenly found that a wall of spears appeared in front of them, and the dense spear heads were terrifying, and the iron tools glowing with cold light were even more cold under the reflection of the moonlight.

At this point, the knights had no choice, and if they stopped, they would die on the guns of the knights behind. Hit the spear mercilessly, and the one behind wanted to brake, but it was too late, the effect of inertia made them crash into the spear, and the sharp spear head passed through the horse's neck, and they fell off the horse, or were trampled to death by the knights later, and the blood stained the valley red in an instant, because the knights were wearing lobster-like heavy armor, so once they fell off the horse, the heavy one was either a broken arm or a broken leg, and the knights who fell off the horse were lying on the ground howling and couldn't move, but because of this strong armor, they would not be killed by the spear, so only a small part were stabbed to death, and most of the knights were knocked to the ground。

Even if they are not seriously injured, they are lying on the ground, for these nobles with the title of knight, as long as they surrender after the defeat, they can be treated well, and as long as they pay enough ransom, they can return home, even if they are now quite humiliated by these bandits, they also think they are safe. But they are wrong, and others may exchange them for ransom, but Fan Ming will never be.

"Do these timid nobles think this is a game! The pikemen advance and kill all the enemies lying on the ground!" said Fan Ming as he looked at the nobles who were pretending to be dead on the ground.

Lem casually ordered, "Steady progress!" (to be continued......)