As the final farewell, I raised my head, a gleam of fortitude flashed in my eyes, and whispered, "I will bring back the most beautiful gold flower of Salander, and let this piece of wilderness bury you. Become a gold-filled wilderness. The sea of ​​flowers! I swear to the **** of winter with my distinguished surname Bai Ousud!"

The sun rises from the east horizon, the snow stops, the sky is white, a black line appears in the distance, the horseshoe raises snowflakes, and in the dense horseshoe sound, a team of about 100 people of Normandy cavalry appeared in the fugitive last night The direction of the appearance is in front of the cavalry. Several hunting dogs are running in the snow. The cavalry commander who leads the team is a middle-aged knight with a scar on his face. He wears polished and shiny armor and a cape. With a thick cloak

He is a local lord, Dickel. He received a report of the attack on the nearby defensive station last night. According to his guess, he should have met the rumored slaves of Salander who gathered in rebellion. According to the regulations of the Principality, As a lord, it is obligatory to help the master of the slave to recapture the slave. In order to thank the lord for his help, the slave must also give a gratitude. Dickel is advancing this winter, causing the harvest in the territory to be bad and worrying. Know and Such a good thing, before the sky was completely bright, he immediately came with his own guard

A hound that was tracking in front of "Wang Wang" suddenly stopped in front, barking in his mouth, his eyes were shining, and he used his paws to continually plan the snow below. It seems that something was found

"Look at it in the past, they attacked the nearby garrison last night, and they encountered such a big snow. A lot of people must have died." Dicol, who led the team, was a battle-field veteran knight. He predicted that the opponent was in In the case of fleeing all the way, in this wilderness that cannot be avoided, it must be difficult. His own hound grew up eating human flesh. Such an exciting move shows that there must be good food below.

The guard cavalry sent out a call, and drove the horse to the ground where the hound was digging. A cavalry pulled the manic hound away, and several cavalry jumped from the horse. Struggling to dig out the loose snow with the cavalry sword On the first floor, the body of a fugitive inside was revealed, and a veteran guard cavalry squatted down. After checking, he stood up and said back to Dickel, "Adult, has been dead for 3 hours. Judging from the other corpses found, the direction of these fugitive slaves should be the seaside!" "The seaside?" Decor sneered on the battlefield. Do these slaves want to jump back and swim back? What a joke! "Everyone gets on the horse, let's go to the beach!" God Dirk shouted excitedly, as a lord near the sea in Normandy, he was no stranger to the flight of Salander's slaves. He even knew that there were some contacts. Smuggling merchant ships off the sea sometimes occasionally go back to the smuggling point and take some of the escaped slaves back, but unfortunately, since Normandy gave up Antoros, the nearby sea has been blocked,

So during this time, there was no smuggling of merchant ships in the coastal area. You can imagine the expression of the Salander slaves who looked at you when they suddenly saw themselves at the moment of longing.

It must be a very wonderful feeling! A trace of blood came from Decor’s cruel eyes,

He still remembers the same situation last time. More than sixty Salander slaves were taken back, and several of them took the lead. They were dragged back by their horses and pulled back all the way. When the castle arrived, they were already dying, bones All came out, or it turned into a pile of meat, the screams of desperation along the way, the sound of despair and helplessness, and now it made Dicol tremble with excitement,

In particular, there are more than a dozen female slaves in good looks. After playing a few disabled, Dickel threw all these female slaves to his soldiers. For three days, none of them survived. The shattered corpses of white flowers were all thrown on the river beach to feed the hunting dogs, and all the Salander slaves in the territory were called up to watch. The scared Salander people's faces were green, and even some people pee on the spot. pants,

That kind of funny scene makes Dicol feel that the Salanders are really a weak people, unlike the Normans who are self-proclaimed as wild wolves. Such a weak people can only be given by slaves. Want to match.

The 20 mile road is just an hour for the cavalry, coupled with the familiarity of the road, so that Dicol’s chasing cavalry found the trace of the fugitive about 3 miles from the seaside. The ragged people are cooking, the number is about 70 or 80 people, one thin and thin figure, in the cold wind wilderness, like a cluster of hemp

"Stop!" Decor raised his hands and shouted loudly. The cavalry behind stopped the horse's horseshoes together, bringing up a piece of white snow. The metal vest made a collision and friction sound, under the morning light, Bring up a black line

"It's a Norman!"

The fugitive who was cooking at the spot looked at the black line in the distance, and immediately became chaotic,

They had rushed to the seaside, but unfortunately, the turbulent sea cháo, unlike the sign of a boat docking, they had to rush to another smuggling point where there might be a ship, and they happened to meet Dicol who came afterwards.

"Don't mess up, they are cavalry, they have to hug together if they don't want to die!" It was still the middle-aged man. He obviously had a high reputation among these fugitives. His name was Valal, and before he became a slave, it was Salander. A deputy head of the Mamunuk Knights,

He took his more than 2,000 Mamunuks to cover the evacuation of large forces, and was defeated by the cavalry of the goshawk Aweize, and became a captive of the Normans, and he was also the principal of this flight. Next, a part of the Salanders gathered around him. A fork with a trembling arm and a simple armor, and some simple infantry swords formed a simple queue. This was already the biggest resistance they could organize, panic, and confused. , Fear and other countless emotions flashed in their eyes, "Haha, what is this, Salander?"

Decor looked at himself in front of the war horse, and erected a group of funny farming implements. The Salander slaves trembling with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, if it could also resist the impact of the Normandy cavalry, it would be true. A big joke, he drew a double-edged knightly axe from the warhorse manger, raised it against the sun, and shouted "Normandy's warriors, crush them!"

"charge!"

Hundreds of Normandy cavalry swooped down at a high speed. The heavy armor on the undulating horseback made a "booming" metal sound, like a magnificent steel wall against the Salander slaves in front. As the cavalrymen run faster and faster, the entire ground trembles in front of this terrible steel charge. The sound of heavy horseshoes is like a dull thunder in winter night. The mighty and magnificent momentum is that a dragon in front will also be crushed into pieces "Never die back!"

The Salanders on the opposite side also made a loud cry, many of them were Salander’s soldiers, a failed humiliation. Even if they held a handle with a handle that made people laugh, they What finally appeared on his face was a certainty,

They gathered the queue as far as possible, letting dozens of Bingnong fork open like a hedgehog, bloodshot eyes all round, their lips whitened tightly, and a fierce cold wind was squeezed by the opposite cavalry, blowing from the opposite side,

At a distance of tens of meters, it was almost instantaneously, "Pappa" The frontal Salanders were all overturned without exception, but the fork in their hands also stabbed the Normandy cavalry warhorse and carried it on a metal vest There was a spark of friction, the people turned their horses over, the snowflakes rolled, and several Normandy soldiers fell into the Salander slave group from the war due to inertia, blood splashed from the crowd, and the sound of Normandy soldiers screamed frightly. The other cavalry hurriedly turned, "A bunch of idiots! Frightened even a few forks!"

In the back, Decor was somewhat dissatisfied and yelled. These Salander slaves were able to block the first wave of shock, which surprised him. He personally drove the horse forward, and all the Normandy cavalry approached him. "We How is the situation? "On the Salander side, Valal is busy unravelling the armor of a Norman corpse and putting it on himself." 18 people were injured and 4 died! The tragic price of the first confrontation , Letting Valal's body tremble a little,

"So much!" He took a deep breath, a complex emotion flashed in his eyes. According to this contrast, without three rounds, he would collapse on his side. He seemed to think of something, and looked at his companions around him. I looked at it and said, "Is there an archer here?" No one answered him. Archer is a very tasteless profession in the Salander army. There is basically no formal establishment, and there are very few Mamunuks. "Are there any archers?" Waalal asked again, a glimmer of disappointment flashed in my eyes. "I have studied bow and arrow for a while!" A young man stood out from the crowd, and the **** said awkwardly, "My family There was a **** archer once, so all generations have asked us to learn something about bows and arrows. ""It's you!" Valalle's eyes lighted up, he remembered this young man last night,

He passed the longbow and a bag of arrows found behind the Normandy cavalry and asked, "I'm glad you finally made a correct choice. Listen to your tone, it should be a hereditary Mamunuk, also I wonder if your family is...?""Baiou Sud!"

The young man took the bow and arrow, tried it on his hand, and made a posture of pulling the bow flat, and the **** responded blandly, "The Duchess of Baiou...!" Hearing this surname, Valalé's face suddenly changed. Changed, the hand stopped in mid-air, and the other people also stopped the messy sound suddenly~lightnovelpub.net~ All eyes focused on this young man

After half a ring, Valal said extremely respectfully, "It was so rude last night, I did not expect that you will be one of the three duke families in the south"" is a thing of the past! "The young man responded to him with a Wry smile "Because the entire Baiou family died in the southern battle, now I have only one. If I die here today, the surname Baiou Sud will end here!" "You just mentioned Baiou The family once had a god's hand, I don't know if it was the white Ovaliya called shè falling stars! "Walal asked cautiously" Um, did you expect you to know him too? "This time it's your turn The young man was surprised. Belovaria is an alternative to the Belou family.

As children of the three grand duke families, they did not learn Mamunuk's riding, but plunged into archery that made most people ashamed,

If it weren't for the outstanding archery that killed the 34 generals of the enemy in a row, I'm afraid that the white Ovaliya will become a shame for the white Ou family. "Okay, now let's set it up!" Valal did not want to talk about it, glanced at the Normandy cavalry that had been assembled in the distance,

He said to the young man, "Now the only way we can win each other is to use the bow and arrow to kill the other party's commander when the other party attacks. As long as the other party is chaotic, we have a chance to survive!"