The chaos on the dock soon came back, and the builders of Salander, from the broken ship that was almost broken in two, rescued a dozen sailors and a Salander nobleman, and the fat man who received the report took Nilai and went to the dock to take a look,

The sight in front of him made the fat man also startled, this warship from the Hutu Beien region, the entire bow of the ship was almost completely planted into the port embankment next to it, and the other end was strangely bent, and at first glance the keel was broken,

The brown hull collapsed from the position of the bow statue in front of it due to the violent impact, and the two masts, more than ten meters long, tilted crosswise, pressed against the almost cracked hull, and countless broken wooden planks of different sizes floated in the sea water of the harbor.

Not far from the wreckage of the ship, the fat man saw several Salander workers, pointing in a circle, and in the middle of them, a middle-aged man in aristocratic clothes was sitting on the ground with a decadent face, his legs wrapped in white bandages, but the dead gray on his face did not seem to have recovered from the fear just now

"It's Uncle Oleg of Hutu Beien" Nilai saw the middle-aged nobleman sitting on the ground, let out a surprised shout, and hurriedly pulled the fat man to run over, as if he heard a familiar voice, the middle-aged man who was sitting on the ground raised his head suspiciously, and saw Nilai who was running in a hurry

"Yes, is it Miss Nilai?" The middle-aged man looked at Nilai in disbelief, his eyes were full of light, as if he had seen a savior, and wanted to struggle to stand up, but the injury on his leg made him grin in pain, and after trying several times, he didn't get up from the ground, and his mouth let out a sad cry again

"Why do you sail at night in an area where there is no lighthouse, that is the most dangerous thing at sea" Nilai ran over with an anxious expression, supported the middle-aged nobleman, his face was full of eagerness, and asked in a continuous voice, "Is there something wrong with my uncle's Huen Beitu, otherwise, you don't need to sail at night, this channel is the most dangerous area in the northern seas, in the absence of a lighthouse, most of the ships will be lost and swallowed up by the sudden storm"

Hearing Nilai mention Huen Beitu, the middle-aged man's face suddenly became as ugly as ashes, as if he had lost the last courage, and his voice trembled, "I also know that this road is very dangerous, if it is not a fool, I also choose to sail at night, but now Hutu Beien is in danger, if there are no reinforcements, tomorrow's sun will not shine on the faces of Hutu Bei's benefactors."

"What's wrong with Hutu Beien" The fat man seemed to sense something, and suddenly asked

"Last night, six castles in the south of Hutu Beien were attacked at the same time by troops of unknown origin, and in order to avoid being isolated, Lord Duke Berndt was able to hastily lead 5,000 people in the city to rescue him.

This morning, we learned from the fleeing rout that all but a hundred people had escaped, and that not only had all the six castles in the south been lost, but even the head of the Duke had been hung on the banner of the wicked Normans

"If there are no reinforcements, the tens of thousands of people in Hutubun will be finished, and you know those Normans, they will kill everyone" The middle-aged nobleman squatted down with his hands covered his face, his blood-stained hands covered his face, and his voice was full of crying, and he cried hoarsely

"My uncle is dead" Nilai's body trembled, and her pretty face suddenly turned pale, she lost her mother since she was a child, and she has always regarded Duke Berndt as the only link with her mother's memory, but now, this bond is broken, and after losing her father, her mother's family will also be destroyed, and she has become a real orphan since then

"Do you know who led the army?". The fat man asked with a stern face, Hutu Beien is in the south of Vic New Town, which is only 40 miles away from here, and if it is attacked there, it will not be far from Vic City

"According to the soldiers who fled back, they saw a silver goshawk battle flag" Ogley said with a frightened look on his face, as if he remembered something, and his voice trembled

"It's the Eagle Falcon Warhorse," Nilai's face immediately turned extremely ugly

"Eagle Falcon War Rider?" the fat man picked at the corner of his eye, and from Nilai's face, he knew that this army had a good reputation

Nilai took a deep breath, saw the fat man's puzzled face, his eyes flashed, and he gritted his teeth in a voice full of hatred, "The Eagle Falcon Cavalry is the most powerful cavalry in the Normandy army, and their commander is the Goshawk Avize, one of the seven commanders, and the most hated enemy of our Salanders"...,

Nilai paused, and continued, "Only he can defeat the 5,000 reinforcements brought by his uncle after attacking the defenders of 6 castles in a row overnight.

"Eagle Falcon War Ride, it's a little interesting" The fat man raised his head with a gloomy expression, his fists clenched, and his eyes looked at the black sky in the distance, and there was a wave in his heart,

This time, with a large number of merchant ships, in addition to supplies, there are also 2 of the most elite Southern Flag Regiments, these soldiers are veterans with more than 2 years of combat experience, is the real elite of Samor, under the special authorization of the fat man, this is the only unit in the main battle army of Samore equipped with the latest infantry crossbows and double-hook bayonet guns

"Krudel" The fat man suddenly turned around with a stern face, and said to the 2 Guards Squadron Leaders who followed behind him, "Immediately send out Hurricane Scouts, target, Hutu Beien, I want to find out the situation there before dawn."

Yes, my lord," replied a sleek, thin-cheeked captain of the guard, leading several lightly armored scout cavalrymen as he galloped out of the gates of Vic's New Town like a hurricane, and the horses' hooves quickly disappeared into the darkness

According to common sense, the Normans should have landed near Vic's new town, but the opponent's troops turned around, dodged the trap placed near Vic's new town, and attacked Hutubeien, who had nothing to do with it.

"The other party must have touched something unintentionally, so he hit Hutu Beien," the fat man muttered secretly

In the middle of the night, there was a drizzle in the sky above Vic New Town, and the "whoosh" raindrops hit the newly paved marble steps of the city hall, and bursts of white water splashed on the steps, and the whole building turned into a hazy and beautiful scenery in this fresh rain

Nilai put down the curtain in her hand, her eyes were solemn, and her face was slightly pale,

On the wide flat of the hall along the road, a group of black-armored guards wearing brown waterproof felt patrolled back and forth on the flat ground, and the sound of their footsteps rolling in the rain twilight like a low muffled thunder.

Farther away at the big iron gate of the mansion, the iron railing on the cyan gate had long been washed away by the rain, and the hundreds of guards in charge of the guard task were wearing waterproof felt cloaks, and their standing figures had turned into small fixed black dots in the blurred rain.

Since the scouts sent rushed back in the second half of the night, the fat man, who had always been giggling, suddenly became busy, not only declared martial law in the entire city, withdrew all the workers into the city, but also sent more than a dozen teams of scouts,

From the completed city gate, by the light of the fire, you can see a large number of soldiers wearing black armor, although the sky is cold raindrops, but these soldiers who entered the city, but they don't seem to notice anything unusual, straight and neat queue, so that Nilai, who has been on the battlefield, also feels worried

"This is the real Falcon Claw" Nilai said secretly in his heart, this is the real elite, no wonder the Kingdom of Vekia has risen so fast, compared to the Duke's palace guards before, it is simply a heaven and an underground

"Stampede"

Two war horses that emerged from the rain curtain stopped in front of the gate of the mansion, and the one who took the lead lifted the black cloak on his head, revealing a spirited face, turned over and got off the horse,

He looked up at the manor in front of him, and there was an urge in his eyes to try it, and the circular markings on the crosses of the military horses indicated that the two horses were from the Vikchian Southern Army

"Captain of the Banner of Sotersdo, Captain of the Banner of Walkus" One of the captains of the guard standing at the gate greeted the two captains of the Banner, "The Grand Duke has been waiting in the hall for a long time"

"Yes, it's really damned, because of the haste of the convocation, the army was assembled and delayed, I hope the Grand Duke didn't wait long"

Sotersdo's face was full of shame, and he hurriedly followed behind the captain of the guard, and walked up the steps dripping with rain,

Another Walker Banner commander followed closely, wearing spur boots, striking the cold marble surface, the cold rain, hitting his shoulder, but he didn't notice it at all, only excitement and enthusiasm on his face

Two guards standing guard opened the door in front of them, and a bright light shone through the door

Hundreds of white candles illuminate the entire hall, and the air is filled with a faint smell of incense, which is a candle made of deep-sea whale oil, no matter how strong the wind is, it can't be blown out...,

The warm yellow candlelight on the brass candlestick flickered gently in the wind, illuminating a slightly obese shadow with his back to the two

"Grand Duke"

The two flag leaders stopped at the same time with respectful expressions, straightened their bodies like javelins, and focused their eyes full of blood and adoration on the same back

"2 hours and 24 minutes, you are 24 minutes late As an old man from the Samar guard, don't you feel ashamed" The fat man turned around, and his eyes swept over the two fierce generals standing in front of him, making the two battle-hardened commanders of the Southern Army Banner die of shame,

"Forget it, the big battle is ahead, I will write down the punishment this time, but there will never be a next time" After half a sound, the fat man waved his hand solemnly, which made the two flag commanders breathe a sigh of relief

"I deliberately used the merchant fleet this time to secretly transfer you two flag groups, do you know what it is for?" The fat man suddenly raised his head and stared at the two of them with eyes like knives

Looking at the puzzled eyes of the two, the fat man said slowly

"You two are old men from my guard, I still remember that in the battle of the Dardanelles family, the squadron led by the two of you was the only unit that was not defeated, although most of the team was killed, you still stood up from the pile of dead, if it weren't for you, there would be no me Samor now, you are the backbone of my Samore now, I need you to perform a difficult task, do you dare"

"The Grand Duke ordered, we have always been the Grand Duke's most loyal guard," the two flag commanders, their eyes lit up by the fat man's stimulation, and they answered loudly at the same time

"Okay, what I want is this blood" The fat man nodded with satisfaction, "Gather the army immediately and set off with me"

The black-armored hussars marched silently in the night, except for the crunching of the horses' hooves, only the whistling of the night wind, no one spoke, and the air was filled with this strange stench, and by the dead woods by the roadside stood a row of crosses, on which a row of white objects hung from it. Stand out in the dark,

"It's terrible what these Normans have done" The fat man looked at these weird and terrifying white shadows, twitching his nose with extreme dissatisfaction, and realized for the first time that keen eyes are not necessarily good things, such as now, it is night in time, but the fat man can still see clearly, those white objects are obviously a stiff and white corpse, cruelly hung on the cross, tattered and old, with a low head

Some of the corpses had their eyes eaten by foraging birds, leaving only two black hole eye sockets, and some of their necks were more than twice as long as normal because of the rope that had broken their collarbones, just like the long-necked geese hanging from the cook, and the wind blew through these corpses, and the corpses swayed like kites, making strange creaks, as if they wanted to break the rope hanging from their necks.

This strange and terrible scene, even the bold fat man can't help but feel furious in his heart, along the way, in this more than a dozen journeys, the fat man has seen several such situations, the brutality of the Normans is outrageous, there is even a lot of hundreds of corpses, there are many old people and children, at first the fat man also let the infantry who followed up put the corpses down, and then gave up,

"I will use the blood of the Normans to wash away your resentment, bless me," the fat man muttered to himself, and there were more than 2,000 hundreds of dried corpses turbulent on the side of the road along the way, and this part of the road was really exciting

"How far is Hutu Beien?" the fat man pulled out his horse and asked the guide Salander who was leading the way. The sound of the mountains and forests swaying in the night breeze is the border between Vic and Hutu Beien, where the stretches of the Buduffet Mountains form a natural crosshair.

To the north is the traditional territory of the Vic family, and to the south is the Tharis plain, the richest part of Salander. To the west is the cliff of Macgallenus, and to the east along the coast is the beautiful city of Lazar

"Beyond the col ahead, it is Hutu Beien," said the guide, grim, pointing to a slope not far away, where a valley could be seen faintly, in which a two-story minaret-shaped building towered, and a low wall enclosed it like a circle

This guide, who led the way, was once a down-and-out little nobleman in a nearby town,

"Are you okay, my hometown Hutu Beien?" Looking at his hometown at night, the guide felt a pang of anxiety, the scene on the road made his heart bleed, and if he hadn't escaped, he might have ended up like this

"The whole army rested on the spot and sent scouts"...,

The fat man gently soothed the restless war horse under his crotch, such a night, such a quiet. reminded him of the surprise battle with the northern aristocratic army, when the 60,000 army of Samore was devastated, breaking five fortresses in a day and one night, and completely annihilating the noble army in the mountain road.

The night was so quiet at that time, the silence was terrible, only the whirring wind,

"Grand Duke, the enemy's camp has been found ahead"

The information brought back by the scout shocked the fat man's expression, and sure enough, the real target of the Normans should be their own Vic New Town, but because the sea route is impassable, they had to hit the idea on Hutu Beien, but the other party is too cautious, in order to avoid exposure, he did not hesitate to kill all the nearby villagers and outposts, day and night, fortunately, Hu Tubeien's warning, so that the fat man noticed the slightest bit wrong

"If you're here, don't go"

Looking at the faintly visible black shadow in the dark curtain in the distance, the fat man licked his mouth, held the reins of the horse tightly with his left hand, and held the handle of the war knife with a pattern in his right hand, a kind of blood boiled in his heart, and ordered to the Samar light cavalry behind him,

"Prepare"

In the quiet of the night, there was the grinding sound of swords unsheathed, and then the surroundings fell silent,

The snow swords emitted a cold light in the dark night, like a layer of phosphorescence on the surface of the water, and the face armor of the light cavalry had been lowered, revealing only a pair of murderous eyes

"Soterstories, you lead the team to rush into Walkus from the east side, you lead the team to destroy the bayonet from the west side, and the third team follows me"

The fat man whispered to the two flag leaders beside him,

The wind whistled in his ears, and the dark shadows in the distance approached rapidly

The fat man lay on the horse's back, his bent back and the horse's leaping back tightly together, in the cold night fog. A thousand Samour light cavalry rushed towards the mouth like a demon god who haunted the night,

"Kill" The fat man shouted, and the war horse jumped up with a whirlwind, and leaped over the low fence at the canyon pass.

"Bump"

The galloping horse knocked a Norman to the ground, his sword flashing. Cut off several thick ropes that bound the fence and the pass,

There was a crisp sound in the outer cabinet of "dong dong",

Hooks were thrown from the hands of the fast-passing Samar light cavalry, and with a loud bang, sawdust flew, and more than a dozen horizontal logs were withdrawn by a powerful force,

The wooden fence was struck by dozens of galloping horses, and then the Samorish light cavalry poured in like a tidal wave, their hooves flying, and the hooks of the horses removed the tents

The Samar light cavalry behind stepped directly over the enemy who was still resting, and the patrol of the camp was obviously frightened, and did not even shout the alarm, shouting like ducks being driven. Running around, "Smack." The brazier was dragged and rolled to the ground by the galloping horses, and the flying flames quickly ignited the tents around them.

The arbitrary Samar Guards cavalry swept through the middle of the camp like a sharp sword, bringing a bloody wind, and the Norman enemies blocking in front fell like rows of straws,

"Not right"

The fat man on the horse suddenly reined in the war horse, his eyes swept the chaotic situation in front of him vigilantly, and in the bright fire, there were scattered enemies everywhere, which was a happy thing, but the fat man found that these enemies were infantry, not to mention cavalry, not even a horse

Suddenly, there was a muffled sound in his ears, and the fat man hurriedly turned his head, this kind of palpitating vibration sound was so familiar,...... ，