Taking care of the weak on the battlefield is the basic creed of the knights, so some knights who smash pots and sell iron to fight for their money will cling to some knights who look good before leaving, such as the one they encountered.

The morning passed, and after a long wait, the procession of knights outside the city finally welcomed the Archbishop of the King of York, and the commander of the noble crusade.

One is a duke named Frey, and the other is a Norman, who is also a duke, and they pull more people, accounting for a quarter of the noble crusades, and they are big nobles, and they have the archbishop as a guarantor, and even arrange a bishop of the York church in the team.

"The duke's pomp is very sufficient." He looked at Duke Frey, who was speaking loudly in front of him, and said.

"It's just a hard scene, in fact, we locals know that Duke Frey only has one piece of fiefdom." Knight Gordon whispered, he looked at the bishop standing in front of him and said, "And all the other places send priests, but the church of York has sent bishops, and I don't know whose leadership will be listened to when the crusade comes." ”

As Gordon's words fell, the duke in front had finished speaking, and with the loud cheers of the crowd, the 20,000-strong noble crusade set out from Seth and marched towards the kingdom of Nuele.

Along the way, the knights rode forward, and the old and sick of the Gordon knights soon fell behind, so anxious that Gordon almost cried.

"They weren't meant to go on an expedition." Bowes said, looking at the figure far away.

"But I have to go, even if it's just me." Gordon said strongly.

"What's the use of you going alone, being a soldier for someone else?" Bowes looked at him and said, "Go back, at least those horses can be sold for some money." ”

"That's not enough for me to redeem." Gordon Knight said almost pleadingly, he looked at Masturbation, "Please help me!"

"How can you help?" He looked at the shadows that were about to disappear in the rear and said, he looked at the knights and servants around him, sighed and said, "Leave the four to meet them, and if we set out in Nuele, then we will gather on the battlefield." ”

The four knights nodded when they heard this, and then turned back on their horses.

"Thank you, thank you Warner!" Gordon said gratefully.

"You've always been so kind." Seeing this, Bowes on the side said.

"He begs me, and I'll help him." Shaking his head, he looked at the peasant crusaders who died on both sides of the road, "As for kindness, I can't talk about it. ”

Hearing this, Bowes nodded, also looked at the corpses that occasionally appeared on the ground, and said to him, "See, I said that there is no benefit to joining the previous wave." ”

"Stepdaughters, beggars, thieves, women and children should never be on the battlefield." Fred looked at the tragic situation on both sides of the road and said, "They have no combat effectiveness, and going to the East will not help them at all." ”

"Maybe they didn't think about what to do in the first place, thinking that when they got there, they would be able to get salvation and get golden milk and honey." "Please don't grieve for them, these people don't live long at home." ”

"Yes, the apocalypse is coming." Fred was silent.

Riding on horseback and leading the retinues along with the group, he looked at the corpses again, many of them blue, bitter, resentful, and unwilling, while some of the women and children had fearful expressions on their faces.

"In addition to starvation and disease deaths, there are also some who were obviously killed and tortured, and there are bad people in the peasant crusades."

Seeing the proprietor observing the dead bodies, Bowes tried to make himself appear useful.

"They're crazy." Masturbation nodded, especially when they saw two burnt thighs on the way.

Duke Frey, who was leading the way, was obviously the first to notice these situations, and the speed of the team was significantly reduced, but it soon returned to its normal speed.

The fact that the untouchables are dying too much will also make people feel sad.

At night, the noble crusaders set up camp in a wilderness, and the people were eating their food, and a few who wanted to go out hunting returned empty-handed, complaining that the animals had been eaten by the insects.

They stayed in their tents for one night, and that night they did not wait for the cavalry to meet them.

The next morning they continued their march towards the capital of Nuele, and on the third day they finally saw the capital of Nuele, and saw the peasant crusaders, who were being slaughtered by a group of foreign cavalry.

They did not have a serious formation, they were scattered around the royal capital, each of them had a stick or hoe in his hand, and often could not kill a single one after being charged by the cavalry, and judging by the number of corpses lying at the foot of the crowd, they were at least ten thousand dead.

"Are these stupid guys trying to use their bodies to make the enemy's knives change?" Frey looked at the battle ahead with a disgruntled look on his face, "They're wasting our time. ”

"You can let the mud-legged guys see what a fight is." The Norman Duke stepped forward and said.

"That's exactly what I mean." Frey looked at the strangely dressed guys and said, "They seem to have come from over there." ”

"Then stay alive." Norman spoke, then slapped his horse and shouted to the mercenaries beside him, "Warriors follow me!"

"Kill!" Seeing that Norman was in the lead, the warriors immediately rushed out, and the cavalry of a thousand men began to penetrate the battlefield from the flank, ignoring the civilians who were like wooden stakes, and went straight to the enemy.

The knights on the other side apparently spotted the charge, aligned their direction as they ran, and then fearlessly charged at twice their own cavalry.

The two teams collided in the crowd, completing the collision of scimitars and broadswords, perhaps because the other side was exhausted, and the alien cavalry that rushed into the Norman team did not rush out.

"Jingle Bell~"

"Kill!"

"Sigh Rule~"

From the collision to the end of the battle, it was not even half an hour, and the knights began to cheer when they saw their victory, and the civilian crusaders around them cheered with them, until they swarmed up to snatch the weapons and horses of the scimitars, and dozens of them were hacked to death by the knights, and these people cheered and gathered in the distance.

"Poor crazy bastards, they dare to rob my loot." Norman instructed the cheering knights to begin to gather the spoils of war, and spit on the peasant crusaders, when the quaint bells rang through the sky from the royal capital of Nuele, and the gates of the royal capital opened.

"Archbishop Nuele is going to give a religious speech, let's go in." Duke Norman said to the knights beside him.

Faster than they were the civilian crusaders, but when their chrysalis arrived, huge crosses of the church poured out of the gates of the royal capital, along with cartloads of clothes.

"The royal capital can't accommodate so many people, so that everyone can hear the teachings of the Holy Archbishop, the lecture will be held outside the city!" The clergyman, dressed in red, proclaimed.

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