Jacob knew about it when Alexander entered the church.

He sent three men to keep an eye on the church, in order to get back into the field. He, Jacob, had also been in Greentown for a few years, and it was the first time he had lost such a big face. Not to mention the death of four of his subordinates, he was also stabbed with a sword. Now I don't know how many people are waiting to see his jokes, as long as he doesn't handle this matter cleanly and beautifully, the people in the gang who are angry with him will pounce and bite him.

He is not afraid of outsiders, but of his own people.

"In the past few days, everyone has been more restrained, and when I am healed, I will come back with interest once. My mad dog Jacob didn't bark for nothing!", he gritted his teeth, his face showed a fierce face, and he lay on the sickbed and waved his fists and shouted.

Hano was found in Jacob's casino, and then hid in the church to seek refuge, and Jacob brought people to the door to arrest people, but the news of being injured in just a few days was well known. Originally, it was said that four of Jacob's men died, but no one passed on the rumors, and it was really shocking to hear at first, but when you heard it again, you would feel ridiculous. Even Jacob's injuries were rumored to be his attack on the pastor of the church, and Jacob accidentally injured himself when the pastor resisted, and he was not attacked by the pastor.

In the context of the era when there was no entertainment, this kind of gossip similar to a legend was very marketable, and after word of mouth and adding fuel and vinegar by the good deeds, it finally became Jacob and Bivis fought for Hano's 300 rounds, and finally Jacob missed a move and was injured in the eye socket. Because I was afraid of being ridiculed, I kept hiding these days and didn't dare to come out to meet people.

And the truth is known only to both sides.

This time of peace and quiet is the calm before the storm.

Everyone has the necessary reasons to go all out, no one will compromise easily, and one party must pay for it.

Or rather, to pay for the rise of the church.

There is no happiest person in the town than the sheriff, and the Tigers to which Jacob belongs are powerful, far from being something that a small person like him with no background can offend. Although Jacob usually has filial piety, his filial piety is like a kind of charity, and the kind of eyes that look at garbage make the sheriff dare not speak. Now, at last, someone has come to clean him up.

This tranquility was finally shattered a week before the grain was harvested.

In addition to sitting in the casino and collecting information, Jacob also has a mission, which is to buy food.

Food is a very interesting thing, when it is scarce, it is just a subsistence thing to fill the stomach, and once it is on a large scale, it becomes a strategic material.

If the Tigers want to continue to expand their influence and power, they will inevitably have to deal with the higher classes. This group of nobles who eat people and do not spit out bones only look at the immediate interests and do not talk about the future at all. If you want to impress them, you must have the right stepping stones, and a large amount of food reserves is the best choice.

About two squads of minions arrived from Lyme City to Greentown, and there were Tigers in the middle-grain producing area of Greenland Province, along with a dozen wagons and five war horses.

The arrival of this group of people announced that the conflict between the church and Jacob would eventually erupt.

Kimir looked at the iron-faced Jacob and smiled with joy, when he was in Lyme City, Jacob had always been known for not being fatal, and all the battles were rushed to the front line. Many people don't like his arrogant behavior, but they can't do anything about him. Now that he could be seen deflated, even his best friend, Kimir almost burst out laughing.

Jacob gnawed on a large elbow and poured a sip of rum from Lyme City from time to time, his face was ugly, "This time I became a turtle with a shrunken head, and I will definitely be ridiculed." That kid is a bit evil, and I really don't dare to fight them if there are fewer people, especially since they have recently come with three more knights. Jacob threw the bones to the ground, and the dog in the casino immediately pounced and ran away with the bones in his mouth. "You're going to help me, you're my best friend. ”

Kimir is in his thirties, about 1.75 meters tall, with a thin body, very light eyebrows, and the corners of his eyes facing downward, giving people a cold feeling. He slowly ate a fruit similar to a blueberry and nodded, "No problem, when are you going to do it?" The boss explained that he will eat at least twenty truckloads of grain this year, and he can only eat more, not less. ”

Jacob frowned, one cart could hold 500 kilograms of grain, and twenty carts were 10,000 kilograms, double the number last year. He finally recognized the number, and the methods of the Tiger Boss may not be clear to outsiders, but Jacob understands it very well. If the assigned task is not done well, if there is no special reason, the person who does the work will definitely be worse than dead.

"Tomorrow morning, we'll do it. ”

Nothing was said all night.

The next day, just after dawn, a dozen minions and Jacob, dressed in strong suits and belts, and carrying short knives, left the back door of the casino. Kimir sat in the casino, preparing for the collection of grain, and did not follow.

With so many people going together, it must be a sure thing. Even if there were three knights on the other side, he couldn't turn the sky, and he also gave Jacob a pistol.

There are similarities and differences between the development of weapons in this world and in another world. At this time, the pistol was more like a sawn long gun, using a rear-loading bullet similar to a Minne bullet, which could only be loaded with one bullet at a time, and the cartridge case needed to be withdrawn and reloaded after shooting, which was more troublesome.

But in close combat, this pistol is also extremely useful, and can play a decisive role.

Jacob was also full of confidence, and he decided to kill all the people in the church in this revenge, and then burned the church to avenge the last injury.

When there were still more than two hundred meters away from the church, the speed of the group slowed down, and the division of labor with everyone had been arranged last night, and the three of them left the team, they were going to block the back door of the church, and the others attacked from the main gate and fought all the way in.

At this time, everyone is making final preparations, gangs fight all year round, and everyone has their own set of rules. For example, Jacob, the tiger tooth bracer on his left hand looks like leather, but in fact there is a sandwich inside, penetrating more than a dozen steel wires. Coupled with a cotton cloth brushed with several layers of tung oil, ordinary swords can't cut through at all. Others have similar props, either bracers or small round shields.

Just about a hundred meters away from the church, Jacob and the people around him suddenly heard an uplifting cry from the church.

"Oath of Strength!"

Jacob's face changed suddenly, with a knife in his right hand, he was the first to rush out, "Hurry up, don't let the knight run!"

As he spoke, three white horses carrying three knights rushed out of the stables next to the church. These knights wore chain mail, wore T-shaped knight helmets, and the knight's spear more than three meters long in their hands was flat, and their bodies leaned forward slightly, ready to attack. The distance of more than 100 meters is only seven or eight seconds for a war horse that has begun to accelerate. Before Jacob could disperse his minions, the three horses were like hot knives cutting into the butter.

Jacob rolled on the ground, the sound of broken bones and screams sounded in his ears, and three of his men were knocked out by the tip of the gun, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of the air when he opened his mouth. After landing on the ground, I rolled twice and couldn't get up again.

After penetrating the formation of more than a dozen people, the knights directly threw away the knight's spear in their hands and raised the knight's sword hanging on the saddle. This kind of knight's long sword weighs one meter three or four, or one meter five, forty or fifty pounds. With the speed of the horses, it's not that the hoplites can't stop it at all!

The knight has always been the king of the battlefield in the era of cold weapons!

Jacob gritted his teeth, and before he could see Rosie's face, he had lost three people on his side, and he even rolled and climbed to avoid the route of the horse's charge, and roared loudly: "Don't be in the same line with the horses, bypass! Bypass! Cut off the horse's legs!"

Alexander's face changed slightly when he heard Jacob's roar, and he lowered his voice and said, "If you charge again, you will dismount, and you can't let these wastes hurt your horses." ”

The horse itself is a strategic resource, and the war horse is a rare strategic resource. If an ordinary horse wants to be trained into a horse that can go to the battlefield, it takes two or three years of water grinding to make the war horse not afraid of sounds, not afraid of the enemy in front of him, and use courage to penetrate the enemy's formation.

The church is already struggling, and every horse is precious.

As soon as the horse turned and charged again, Jacob lowered his body, and the palms of his hands holding the knife were covered with sweat, so slippery that he had the illusion that he couldn't hold on to it. When facing the galloping war horse, everyone's psychological pressure is very great, because at this time, you can't make a mistake, and one mistake will cost you your life. He hesitated to take out a knight with a gun, but hesitated to give up the decision. He's going to leave the bullet for Rosie, the kid who made him lose face.

The second charge was not as smooth as the first, and the opponent was completely able to dodge when he was on guard, except that Alexander hit an enemy. The sword in his hand sliced a minion in half without hindrance, and blood and fresh organs were all over the floor.

As soon as they crossed the formation, the three of them jumped off their horses, lost their knights' swords, and replaced them with one-handed swords. Without the assistance of horses, a knight's sword of forty or fifty pounds is a burden.

Jacob beckoned people to come around, and suddenly the corner of his eye jumped, damn it, when did Rosie come out?