Use Paraban South. Big raindrops fell from the sky. Hitting people to bring Fangzhou's chill. The dark black sky covered silver lightning, and the electric light shone on the spire of the center of the town. The cold air flow from the snowy mountains in the west of the kingdom made the freezing rain in late autumn half a month earlier than in previous years. For farmers who have just planted winter wheat, this is not a good thing! This will cause the young wheat sprouts that have just sprouted to freeze to death, and most people will die because of starvation.

"Natural disaster, many people are going to die this winter!" The elders in the town stood in front of the fire in the center of the town and shook their heads with sad faces. Since half a month ago, a cavalry unit of the noble army was stationed in the nearby Since the Tok Fortress, the quiet towns of the past have been tossing enough, and the grass near the fortress has withered. The discerning noble army warhorse especially likes to run to the nearby fields to eat wheat seedlings. This makes the residents of the town dare to speak out,

Last year’s Kugit war made most of the townspeople flee to the south. Only more than three hundred villagers who were attached to their hometowns stayed, and some of the food that was easily harvested was mostly taken away by local lords. Winter wheat, which had high hopes, encountered such a situation. People are desperate.

Hu Keqi took a deep breath in the air. The bright mail armor glowed with white flowers in the rain. The rain ran down the thin cheeks, the hand holding the sword was slightly pale due to tension, and the eyes were staring into the distance, a huge black figure entrenched there in the flying rain. The Ritok Fortress Line, the first line of defense in the south of the Aristocratic Army, where there were the Ten Thousand Aristocratic Army and 13 fortified strongholds, like a yoke locked firmly against Samor's hand reaching north. The black rainstorm night is the best cover for cavalry raids. The sound of falling rain can not only cover up the roar of horseshoes, but also make the other party's vision blurred.

Hu Keqili was lying on the horse's back, his body bent in a straight line with the horse's back, and the cracked cold wind was hit with raindrops on the body. Although the cold was biting, Hu Keqili felt a throbbing heat on his body. The forward commander of the Second Light Cavalry Regiment, Hu Keqili, who led the army for the first time, felt the blood boiling in his body and the cold rain flying in front of him. Does not extinguish the bloodthirsty in Hu Keqili's heart

"Kill! Kill a glorious road to victory! Let's move forward with the sword" "This is the mantra of the former light cavalry commander Saron

The horses were getting closer and closer to the line of defense of the noble army in front. Hu Keqili could already see the pale face of the noble army not far away, and could hear the stern alarm bell “Night Attack! Night Attack!”

The entire noble army's barracks exploded. There is only a large group of troops outside the fortress, and no one expected that the Samorians would come in the rain late at night. Many people hurriedly put on their mail armor, like ants that were turned over, densely poured out, in the dark night The awakened soldiers, who didn’t know from which way the Samorians came, huddled together in a mess,

"Vertical gun! Everybody's vertical gun!" The captains shouted under the cold freezing rain, and grabbed the spearman from their roaming crowd, and cracked and slapped for a few slaps. Let the spearman of the magnificent come back to the gods "Damn, don't want to die and shoot immediately!"

"Boom!" There was a loud noise not far away. A row of rough wooden fences erected outside the camp were caught by the long hooks thrown by the Samor light cavalry. The war horse screamed, and the thick wooden fences were destroyed by the hooks. Pull away,

"Ah, a dozen noble army soldiers who were too late to dodge, were stomped under the horse by the swiftly killed Samor Light Cavalry, and they were screamed with blood and were trampled into mud. Lightning suddenly struck at night. Cut the throat of the noble army

"Put down the suspension bridge, put down the suspension bridge, and the Samorites came over." Countless frightened nobles ran to the fortress not far behind, but were blocked by the moat, and they could only stand on the other side and begged the other side to ask the defender on the other side to drop the suspension bridge and defend the army. Started to slowly lower the suspension bridge, but was stopped by the stationed Marquis Sabbens waving

"Slow down, the situation is out of date, and the sun is different. The clam state is different: Dao Guo puts down the suspension bridge at this time, and will give the Samor the opportunity to take advantage of it." The Marquis of Sabens protruded a head from the fortress battlement. The cold freezing rain made him tremble cold. The Marquis of Sarbanes only glanced at it. I felt cold behind the neck,

The broken army below fled like a driven mouse, screaming and hissing intertwined. Numerous black figures were staggered in the military camp. In the blazing flames, occasionally, one or two private figures who had escaped from the camp could be seen, and their heads were cut off by the catching Samor light cavalry.

The Marquis of Sarbanes looked at the heart. There were only three thousand defenders in the fortress. If this time was the attack of the Samor's army, once the suspension bridge was lost, the Samor's siege hammer could hit the gate of the fortress. Eyebrows frowned, thinking for a moment. Let the soldiers around him shout to the following, "The lock of the fortress suspension bridge is broken. If you want to survive, you can form a gun array on the spot! As long as you persist until dawn, the Samor will retreat."

"Damn it! *Noble lord!" But there is no way to survive. No, it does not form a sparse array of guns.

"Blood was mixed with rain, the saber of the Samor Light Cavalry flashed cold in the rainy night, and a large bleeding gap was torn apart in the eastern part of the camp. The five thousand Samor Light Cavalry came in like a torrent,

Hu Keqili waved his sword at the forefront of the attack line, and the spear array erected by the noble army sparsely blocked the front. Hu Keqi struggling with a horse, calmly rushed across the wings of the spear array. The left hand pulled a short cavalry crossbow from the weapon slot. The crossbow arrow in his hand brought out a white line and shot into the spearman's chest from the wing

This is the conventional method of the Samuel cavalry to deal with the spearmen. With the high mobility of the war horse, it bypasses the side of the spear array, and the crossbow shoots the knife, which immediately makes the noble army spear array fall at the forefront.

Hu Keqili wiped the rain on his face and looked around. The war horse had detoured to the back of the noble army spear array. Both sides of the noble army array were shaved off by a large amount.

The rain turned the ground into mud, and the blood stained the ground. The crying father who was killed by the noble army soldiers shouted his mother, slashed the horse, and the Samor cavalry came from behind. The crowded formation made the corpses stacked layer by layer, soaking in the rain like piles of white meat,

Thousands of remaining spearmen went down in battle swords and crossbow shots, but only for more than half an hour. The entire camp was no longer alive, and the freezing rain in the middle of the night was even greater, and the muddy road caused the troops coming to support to suffer.

Apart from the icy body ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ burned into a black camp, there is nothing left, the Samor cavalry has long disappeared without a trace, a forefront of the noble army was wiped out overnight.

This incident quickly spread among other noble armies. It caused panic for most of the teams stationed outside the fortress, and no one wanted to be the target of the Samor cavalry strike. Facts have proved that when they are in danger, the adults in the castle will abandon them like dogs.

"Waste! A bunch of waste!" Marquis Duacri's face flushed red, his arms vigorously clapped the report on the table. "Do you have anything else to say, Captain Sabens, a fully equipped compilation The brigade, just under your eyes, as the chief commander of the first line of defense. How do you explain!" "This is not my fault! The Samuel cavalry has always been a powerful force, and the offensive is strong. Come and go It’s like the wind, I can’t fight against it with my infantry flag regiment.”

Sarbanes waved his face pale, his voice cried, and was also wronged. In a sense, Sarbanes' decision was not wrong. It was just that no one expected that the Samor Cavalry would be dispatched in full force. The elite cavalry assaulted the Thousand Infantry soldiers, and they did not follow the autumn wind like a leaf. The other generals in the surroundings also looked at each other face-to-face. No one expected that the Samorians would be so bold, assaulting a fortified camp outside the fortress with little force.

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