The commander of the attack, Ram's son, had great expectations for the harvest of the grass valley - yes, Abu's gang had already plundered the nearby area yesterday, but this was not the first time Ram had been on the battlefield, and he would not be foolish enough to pick up some leftovers after the harvesters like a poor woman who picks up ears of wheat followed the harvesters!

The Lackadians brought in a number of horses by ship for reconnaissance and raiding, but certainly not enough for all of them. But the cattle that Abu had taken the previous day made up for the lack of mounts which Ram and the others lacked, and they rode on the horses used by the Turnestites to plow the land and pull the carts, and the donkeys to pull the mills, and the mules that carried the goods, and formed a pure cavalry procession that was very good for plundering, and galloped towards the outer periphery.

The team was not as good as the cavalry of the cavalry, but those who rode horses, donkeys, and mules were able to keep up with the group, because they didn't care about the animals they were riding, and when they died, they could be replenished in the villages of the Turnestes.

That's what they thought when they set off.

The procession howled like a black wind in the desert through the fields of Tournest, ready to bring death and calamity to the inhabitants of Turnest.

However, they suffered an unexpected setback.

In the past, the inhabitants of the villages of Tourneste did not come and go, and they belonged to different lords, and the relationship between these lords was by no means friendly. The edge of the borders of the various lords' domains was a dangerous place, for it was not unheard of for a lord to storm into another lord's territory one day without warning, tie up the peasants who worked there, and bring them back to his estate to work, or to ship them in Turnest to Kolomna, the Eternal City, or even to the Karamans. It is very dangerous for a peasant or even a nobleman who does not bring enough armed bodyguards to approach the border of the territory, and how can they get to know each other in such a situation?

Neustria was not a large country, but the inhabitants of the country did not have a sense of being a common citizen, all because of the feudal division of the aristocracy and the attack on each other. They knew that they belonged to the village of Mang, or of Wallat, and perhaps some of the village chiefs who ventured into the city several times a year to buy needles and salt knew that they belonged to the diocese of Turnest, as for Neustria? What's that?

And now, as the whole diocese flourishes, and with the thirst for manpower and land that comes with it, they are all being drawn into the same maelstrom by a monster called the New Church.

They go to the city of Tournest or other places rented by the church to "do the sacraments", they go to the Cathedral of Tournest to pray, dedicate, queue up to divide sugar cubes, their children go to the primary school across the village, and their wives and mothers work together on the construction site.

They shared with each other the experience of their work, the exchange of which merchant paid in cash and did not hold down the price of wool and honey, they dug in the same ditch, drank together after work (and some of them even prostituted together), and gradually they began to talk to each other about the marriage of their children and the possibility of marriage, some of them became good friends, some of them became in-laws.

Therefore, the news of the looting of the village by Abu and others on the first day spread much faster than before.

Xiao Ram and the others did not find a living person or a decent animal in the village, yes, they found some wheat and hay, but they did not come to grab wheat and hay, where are those filthy and filthy heretics**?

Then someone found the clothes boxes that the peasants used to hold their valuable possessions.

After smashing open the chests with stones, the angry bees fiercely cleaned up the stupid infidels who dared to disturb them.

When the farmers who got the news fled to the forest with their possessions, they left their bees behind to entertain the uninvited guests.

"If you dare to walk around the hive, don't be afraid of bee stings." They cursed as they hurried away with the crying child on their backs.

Angry and devastated Xiao Ram and the others found only a very strong lame old man in the village, who did not want to leave the village where he had lived all his life, and refused to follow the advice of his neighbors to hide in the woods.

"Come, here, here, here, I am so old, and I have no money, what can they do with me? At most, send me to the ground. He said so.

So this day became his death day, but he did not make it to the ground.

Xiao Ram and the others were in a hurry to loot, and before they had time to make a cross to nail this stupid old man who refused to accept the truth and insisted on falsehood, they hanged him on a tree at the entrance of the village.

After killing a heretic and burning down the village, the luck of Rahm and the others seemed to improve. Not far from the village, they caught up with a family whose ox cart had broken down and was reluctant to leave behind their hard-earned possessions and food.

"If only in a time of famine, this food would have enough for us for a year!" The peasant family, who had been working hard in the fields all year long, calculated this, and they could not escape before they could escape, and fell into the hands of the truth.

After venting to the family's head, Xiao Ram and the others seemed to have better luck.

There seems to be a ...... in the distance

Little Ram looked at it, and he thought it was a caravan, because there were few people on horseback, but many people on foot, and there were many carriages mixed in the procession.

"It's a caravan! We're rich! Truth is above! The truth is great! His companions agreed with his judgment.

Then, with their impatience, they lashed their mounts, kicking them in the stomach with both legs, and in high spirits they attacked the fat sheep in their eyes.

The attack of the Laccades can be described as the tide crashing into the levee, which rushes towards the levee with a force of thousands and then retreats as a broken foam wolf with a thunderous roar.

The first Lackadian to flee back to the camp described the battle this way: "...... We rushed at the pigs who did not believe in the truth, and they knew that great calamity was coming, so they summoned a great evil serpent from the ground, and then the arrows of the evil serpent fell on our heads like a storm......"

And in the eyes of Jason and others, the battle is like this-

They had taken five thousand crossbows from their arsenal, which was only one hundredth of the number of crossbows in the arsenal of the Eastern Sea of the Western Han Dynasty, but Jason couldn't find any more people to take them!

Cavalry, infantry, engineers, wagon-drivers, logistical care...... Even he himself had a handful on his back, and the crossbows were all stretched out.

Experienced and skilled crossbowmen could fire several shots in a row when the cavalry was charging, but Jason felt that his men did not have such a supreme shot, so he decided to shoot only once at the enemy, and then fight with all of them.

After the first and only round of shooting, they drew their knives and prepared for a white-knuckle fight!

However, the winner is decided!

The Truth cultists threw down dozens of corpses full of arrows that looked like straw sticks filled with sugar gourds at a temple fair, and the wolves retreated in the direction they had come, shouting "Truth is greater" as they came, but those who did not understand their language could hear that, unlike the previous tone of intimidation and threat, this time they were begging their gods for mercy.