Building a stone castle in an oasis in the desert is extremely difficult.

In particular, there is no river in the territory of Coqb that can transport bricks and stones.

Abdullah sat on horseback and chatted with Losa.

"I know Cocett, a cruel and ruthless opponent, but not a formidable opponent. His army alone consisted of hundreds of elite cavalry, and if he was given enough time, he could muster a huge army of thousands from the clans and chiefdoms loyal to him. ”

Lothar frowned, this was a powerful lord who was even more powerful than Baron Gofrey.

If his territory wasn't located in this barren desert and couldn't even afford to build a castle, he would never have thought about this lord.

"But he's not going to have that time."

Lothar's face was solemn and he looked confident: "We will take this wooden fort before the enemy reacts, Abdullah, we can do it." ”

Abdullah put his hand on his shoulder and bowed slightly: "I never doubted this. ”

Kurdish soldiers gather scattered horses, peel off the armor of the dead, or pick out the pieces of armor that can still be used, and discard the heavy armor.

In this era, scale armor is obviously inferior to chain mail in terms of defense alone.

But in terms of aesthetics, the scale armor is much better than the dark chain mail.

In addition to the aesthetics, the biggest advantage of the scale armor is that the process is simple, easy to make on a large scale, and it is easy to maintain, and only needs to be disassembled and replaced.

It is suitable for the formation of an industrial chain and large-scale production to equip the army.

This is also the reason why the Eastern Empire, the Sassanid Empire, and the Ayyubid Empire, which have vast territories and a high degree of centralization, prefer scale armor.

To this day, the Eastern Empire's armored cavalry is still equipped with scale armor, but at the same time, they also wear a lined chain armor under the scale armor to ensure defense.

Lothar and his party changed out of their blood-stained clothes, disguised themselves as Bedouin tributaries, brought camels, mounts, and hidden blades and weapons under the cart.

Walk slowly towards the wooden fort in the oasis.

...

The wooden fort of Cocob is located in the middle of the oasis, next to a beautiful lake like a mirror.

The guards guarding the gates and walls saw the crowd from afar and reprimanded the convoy to stop.

Abdullah shouted: "We are under the command of Lord Kemur of Ould, and we are paying tribute to the honorable Governor of Kaukb. ”

"Lord Kemur's command?"

The guards guarding the city greeted him vigilantly: "Isn't it usually Lord Aladdin who escorts the tribute?" Who are you? Why haven't I seen you? ”

The Kurdish soldiers' bodies tensed up and their breathing became heavy.

The atmosphere was extremely solemn.

The guard realized that something was wrong and wanted to say something, but at that moment, Frigila took two steps forward on her horse, and a crisp female voice rang out:

"Are you sure you haven't seen me?"

"You guys?"

The guard's expression was a little dazed.

Fringilla's eyes shimmered with a dark red light, but it wasn't noticeable in the harsh sunlight.

The man was halfway through his words, but it was as if he had forgotten what he had wanted to say.

He said thoughtfully, "Yes, I have seen you, you are under the command of Lord Kemur, that's right, open the gates of the city and let our guests from afar enter the city." ”

The gates of the wooden castle were opened.

Abdullah looked at Lothar with some confusion, Lothar's face was indifferent, and he said very casually: "Let's enter the city, this time the tribute is fine porcelain from the Song Empire, which is the spoils we obtained when we plundered Saladin's caravan, all of them are handled with care, if it is damaged, Lord Cocob will not forgive you." ”

Lothar's face was as usual, but the sweat of his sideburns betrayed his mood.

Frigila's charm can only have an effect on people who are not firm in their minds, like the last time he encountered the governor of Savodin, which almost had the opposite effect, but fortunately Abdullah was in a hurry and dealt with it.

However, it seems that people like the governor of Savodin are in the minority.

The group entered the wooden fort in this way, and the guards did not even ask them to unload their weapons, except for two people who lifted the tribute covered with felt cloth, and when they were sure that it was correct, they covered it again.

Everything went well.

The ladies and servants in the castle watched with some curiosity.

Lothar looked at the guards on the walls of the wooden fort and saw that their vigilance was not strong, and few of them were even willing to continue to stand guard on the walls under the scorching sun.

He waved his hand and whispered, "Do it, destroy any enemy who takes up arms." ”

One of the servants noticed the small movements of the group and was about to question aloud.

A throwing axe flew past Lothar's ear, and with a clang, it was embedded in the servant's skull.

The maid next to her was splashed with blood.

The screams resounded throughout the wooden castle in an instant.

Lothar picked up his half-sword, swarmed up with the Kurdish soldiers, and rushed into the wooden fort.

Their sturdy armor allows them to ignore most ranged attacks.

I have to admit that this Kurdish cavalry is definitely a very elite force, whether it is infantry or cavalry, it is no less than a cavalry team composed of twenty knights and their attendants.

But although Lothar was greedy, she had no intention of soliciting.

Baron Goldfrey kindly lent troops to himself, if he still digs the foot of the wall, then he is still a person?

Shouts of killing erupted.

Smoke billowed from the tower.

Abdullah said eagerly: "We must deal with them quickly, otherwise when the cavalry under the command of Kaukbub comes to help, we will have nowhere to retreat." ”

Lothar kicked the enemy in front of him, stepped on him, and stabbed his half-sword into the throat.

"I know, Abdullah, you take someone to deal with the defenders on the wall, and I'll go find Kaukb!"

A servant suddenly sprang up from the ground, grabbed Lothar's calf, and chiseled it into his calf with a hammer.

At this moment, his eyes suddenly bulged.

With a bang, the eyeballs burst and blood gushed out of them.

Lothar nodded to Frigila and without looking back, led the soldiers into the manor guarded by the Wooden Castle.

The interior of the estate is beautifully decorated.

Exquisite frescoes on the walls, all kinds of exotic utensils, furniture, neatly arranged.

The coolly dressed maids let out a shrill cry, and avoided the vicious man in front of them, who was covered in blood and like a killing star.

Lothar didn't have time to admire any of this, so she walked straight in.

Passing through a threshold, a howling wind is in front of you.

The hammer slammed into Lothar's iron helmet, sending a buzz in his head.

Ignoring the vertigo, he raised his shield and slammed it forward, knocking the man to a stagger, and behind him, a Kurdish soldier had already thrown a throwing axe, which hit the man in the center of the eyebrow.

It was a big man with a hammer in his hand and shirtless.

The speed of their attack was so fast that many of the soldiers in the manor had not had time to put on their armor, and at least half of their combat strength had been cut off.

Lothar picked up the hammer in the man's hand, the two-handed sword was not easy to wield in a cramped room, and it was not as good as this one.

The group quickly approached.

The further you go in, the quieter it becomes.

The wooden castle is like a small labyrinth, and there are so many places to hide.

At this time, he twitched the wings of his nose slightly, the smell was familiar, like the aroma of heather.

He followed the scent and opened a cabinet door, revealing behind it a woman of an alien race who was not wearing an inch.

"Do you understand Kurdis?"

The alien woman nodded in horror.

"Where's Cocob?"

The woman pointed behind Lothar, and took advantage of the moment Lothar turned around, took out a dagger, and aimed at his neck to stab him fiercely.

But at this time, Lothar took a step back like an unpredictable prophet, and while dodging the dagger, his big hand like iron pincers directly strangled the opponent's neck.

The woman's eyes were full of unwillingness.

Lothar frowned: "The performance traces are too heavy, you are actually not afraid at all, you are a dead soldier raised by Cokbu?" ”

The woman did not reply, her face full of resentment.

"Say, Cocob trained you just to give you to a rival lord in the future, so that you can wait for an opportunity to assassinate, and I killed him, but I set you free."

The woman still didn't reply, her expression was stubborn and fierce, and people couldn't help but wonder what kind of entanglement she had with Cockb.

"But I don't have the time."

Click.

Lothar let go of the hand that was holding the woman, and looked at Fringilla: "She is not dressed, and there is no bath tub or anything like that in the room, it is likely that she has just made love with Cocob, can you track it down?" ”

Fringira sniffed and nodded, "Follow me." ”

They followed Frigila through narrow corridors and gardens to an ashram behind the wooden castle.

"Come out, Cocob, your woman has betrayed you."

Lothar said in a loud voice.

Bang –

The door was pushed open, and a burly man in iron armor pounced with a hideous face.

Lothar looked at one of the Kurdish cavalrymen beside him.

He shook his head: "He's not Cokbu, let me deal with him." ”

As he spoke, he drew his weapon and stepped forward.

Lothar bypassed the two people who were fighting together, and looked at Fringira and Prajna, and just as he was about to enter the room, he saw that Prajna had already walked in first.

Bang –

The hammer roared.

Prajna's figure is as steady as Mount Tai, immovable.

She didn't stop, like an unstoppable chariot, rushing straight forward.

Bang –

The stubborn man was directly knocked to the ground.

With a mace in each hand, he got up from the ground and roared: "Who are you, dare to attack me, great Cocob! My soldiers will come at once and slaughter you all. ”

Lothar snorted coldly: "Despicable one, when you offend my lord Saladin, you should think that there will come a day, we are not the filthy assassins of Assasin, and I will give you a fair chance to fight." ”

Cocob's face changed and he shouted, "Good! ”

He took a stance, Lothar waved his hand, and a bloody spear immediately condensed in Fringira's hand.

Cocob was stunned and said, "Devil, this is the power of the devil, you lied to me, you said you were going to fight me fairly." ”

Lothar smiled, "That's already fair. ”

Bang –

The blood-throwing spear easily pierced Cocob's armor and pinned him to the wall behind him.

Lothar swung his sword and slashed off Cocob's head and walked out of the room without looking back.

He helped the Kurdish cavalry to deal with his opponents, and ordered in a loud voice: "Count the loot at once, we have limited time, and we will only take what is easy to carry and of high value." ”

In the room behind him, there was a bang.

Blood splattered.

It was the sound of Fringilla's blood-throwing spears exploding.

Lothar ascended to the top of the city, raised the head of Cocob in his hand, and exclaimed: "Your lord Cocob is dead, now give up resistance immediately, and those who surrender will not be killed!" ”