Chapter 88: Ferrol Valley

The Ferrol Valley is the gateway from Erdo Castle to the middle reaches of the Tilling River.

Two days ago, thousands of soldiers and men came here to build a camp not far from the valley.

This is where Moore and Claire decide to confront the enemy.

Although the Ferrol Valley is a valley, the overall terrain in the eastern part of the kingdom is relatively flat, and the height of the Ferrol Mountain is only more than two hundred meters, and there is no water source on the mountain, which is not suitable for large-scale army stationing, and the valley is relatively wide, and it is unrealistic to block the enemy in it and not get out.

At this time, several huge camps had been preliminarily built, and three trenches had been dug at the gate to prevent cavalry charges, each several meters deep.

The people are hard at work, and a steady stream of wood and stone from the rear is being transported to supply the construction work here.

"Bang Ta Bang Tower... "In the valley, there was the sound of horses' hooves.

With the sound of horses' hooves, the army guarding the camp and supervising the construction of the camp also divided a group of well-equipped cavalry and rushed to the valley.

In the valley, a group of cavalry appeared, they did not carry any banners, and it is not known whose army it was.

Baron Joya was also a baron near the middle reaches of the Tilling River, and his domain was lost during the expansion of Trois-Rivières.

After Walter led his army to Zhihu, Joya received a very embarrassing task of reconnaissance.

Although he was anxious about the situation of his wife and children in the territory, if he had a choice, Joya was a hundred unwilling to accept this task. It's a pity, who called him bad luck and won the lottery.

In peacetime, Joya can ignore Walter, and it doesn't matter if he even quarrels with the other party, and the state of war is like a mountain of military orders, and he has to obey orders.

As a result, Joya took several of his professional and elite cavalry to become a pioneer.

Since his departure from Erdo Castle, Joya has encountered few obstacles in the sphere of influence of Count Maccas, except for a lord who has offended him before, and he has been driving straight into it all the time.

Of course, the lord's most trusted knight was also slashed by Joya, on the grounds of obstructing military affairs and delaying the warplane. It's a pity that the lord didn't lose his mind at the critical time, and he still held back, otherwise, Joya would have taken the opportunity to get rid of a sworn enemy.

To this day, Joya still remembers the hateful but helpless look in the eyes of that sworn enemy.

But, what can he do, in a state of war, military law is ruthless, and it is no joke.

Although he cut off a knight of his sworn enemy, Joya's mood was not too good, he knew very well that if this battle could not be won, he could not take back the territory, without the support of the territory, his strength would definitely be greatly reduced, and the sworn enemy would definitely not let go of this opportunity.

Fortunately, along the way, the enemies in the middle reaches of the Tiling River did not seem to react at all, and even the scouts did not encounter them, which allowed Joya to see the light of day.

The group of trash in Trois-Rivières may have not fought for too long, and the peace of an entire generation has made them let their guard down. However, Joya also understood something from this relaxation of the other party, it seems that the rumor that Count Marcus gave up the territory in the middle reaches of the Tilin River in exchange for the safety of the heir is most likely true, otherwise the other side should not be so easy.

In this case, maybe his reconnaissance mission can be easily completed this time.

However, Joya, who was already very relaxed, did not expect that in the Ferrol Valley, he would encounter the enemy, and looking at this posture, the other party was preparing to build a camp here.

"Prepare for battle!" Joya immediately shouted loudly.

This time, he didn't bring out many people, only more than ten horsemen, and the cavalry that set off from the opposite camp was as many as thirty horsemen.

However, Qiao Ya is not worried, although the strength of his own mid-level professional is not invincible, in this kind of skirmish, self-preservation is still no problem.

Just crush this force quickly and return the same way before the opposing commander can send in more troops.

After all, his mission was only to reconnoitre, not to break through the camp in front of him.

In an instant, the cavalry led by Joya had already engaged the local cavalry.

After a short miscarriage, the cavalry behind Qiao Ya only lost two, and the thirty cavalry in the place only had seven or eight horsemen left.

Seeing that his side had achieved such a result, Qiao Ya couldn't help but feel relieved.

After all, what he led can be regarded as an elite, and there are several professionals present, and the cavalry that the other party came to intercept in a hurry is just an ordinary person.

"Kill!" Joya didn't bother to check who of his men had died, and pointed to the cavalry again. "Kill them, and return!"

Soon, the two cavalry forces collided again, and this time, the cavalry that rushed out of the camp was left alone, while Joya's troops returned to the valley unscathed.

At this time, the direction of the camp was obviously alarmed, and the sound of horses' hooves sounded one after another, judging by Joya's hearing, at least no less than a hundred cavalry were chasing him.

Unable to celebrate his current victory, Joya and his men hurried away.

Although he has confidence in the strength of his army, but in the face of so many enemies, it is obvious that he will suffer, the other party did not send professionals in the first wave, and there will definitely be professionals in the future, and once they are entangled, it is very likely that they will be left here.

The lonely rider in the camp, not passing his horse's head, did not take the lead in pursuit of Joya, but went in the direction of the camp.

The second wave of cavalry at the tent was obviously too slow to organize, and by the time they arrived at the battlefield in front of the valley before, the figures of Qiao Ya and the others had long since disappeared into the valley.

The hundreds of cavalrymen seemed to hesitate for a moment, not knowing whether to pursue or not. Soon, the commander made a decision, and half of the cavalry pursued into the valley, while the rest of the cavalry began to collect the bones of their fallen comrades.

The lonely cavalryman slowly returned to the camp, attracting the attention of everyone, not only the soldiers, but also the people.

Everyone has seen the scene just now, and the only survivor seems to be frightened and has lost his fighting spirit.

This is desertion, even if you don't dare to go on, pretend to chase after it. Otherwise, if you come back like this, you will definitely be executed as a deserter, many people think of it in their hearts, and sweat for this cavalryman.

However, the cavalryman's treatment was obviously much higher than they thought.

Coming to the army with a familiar flag, the "deserter" jumped lightly from his horse, and soon someone helped him move the horses, and several figures whose armor looked faintly shining around him and quipped.

"Marlon, isn't it, can you paddle here? If the Baron knows, you're going to be done. ”

It turned out that this cavalryman was none other than Claire's Ma Long.

Malone glanced at the person who spoke, it turned out to be Bart, and rolled his eyes a few times.

"There are several professionals on the other side, and there is also a mid-level one, if it weren't for the unintentional love war, I might not be able to come back, Feng Liang's words are very good, don't say it next time."

"Forget it, how can you say that about our esteemed Master of the Mag." One of the managers of the Flame Mercenary Regiment also laughed and quipped. "I saw with my own eyes that His Excellency Marlon killed a cavalryman with a sword, melee mage, and asked if you were afraid?"