Att kicked away the Lombard soldiers who were rushing towards him, and then took a step back to hide behind the alert soldiers, "Shield formation to defend against the enemy!!!"
At the end of the order, Art covered his stomach. The kick he just kicked was too hard, and the wound stabbed by the short spear burst open, and the blood soaked through the cotton cloth wrapped around his waist.
"Close the door!" Art held his stomach with his right hand and pulled a wooden door shut with his left hand. Bangeda, the captain of Tuba Squadron who was waiting to charge at the Lombards in the inner castle at the gate, stopped and turned around after listening to Art's order and closed the outer wall gate together, cutting off the Lombards' way of life.
"Bangeda, guard the gate, not a single Lombard can escape!" Art ordered Bangeda to lead people to guard the gate, and then he held his stomach and climbed up the wooden ladder and climbed up the stone wall.
"The archers shoot freely and be careful not to accidentally injure your own people. All the rest of the people come to me and surround the Lombards." Art sent all the soldiers who stayed on guard on the stone wall to participate in the battle to surround and annihilate the enemies. At the same time, he grabbed the rifle bow from an archer beside him, drew a light arrow, and fired arrows at the Lombards under the wall...
Battle under the outer wall Although it happened very suddenly, the victory or defeat had already been decided. There were only about twenty Lombard soldiers, and apart from the soldiers who were on guard and sentry around the farm, there were still more than forty people here. The Lombards had experienced many years of war and rich combat experience, but Art's soldiers were either mercenaries who had fought hundreds of battles or elite legion soldiers who had trained every day. It was impossible to win when they were at a numerical disadvantage.
However, the Lombards did not intend to fight the enemy force from the beginning. They just planned to use a trick to seize the door and escape, trying to survive without surrendering.
In a moment, the battle was indeed heading towards its due conclusion. As the Lombard defenders fell one by one, there were fewer and fewer people who could still resist.
Andrew led his small team of soldiers to press the three Lombards step by step. The diamond tip of the halberd in his hand had already penetrated the abdomen of a Lombard man. The Lombard soldier held the halberd tightly with both hands to prevent the spearhead from going deeper, with a painful and ferocious expression on his face.
"Kill them all!!!" Ron stood up from the ground, covering his cheek cut by the dagger, and ordered to Andrew.
Him Andrew and the others immediately took out their short spears and slashed their swords and axes after hearing the order, killing all the Lombard soldiers who were forced into the corner.
Under the back wall of the farm, Baron Schmidt and five or six Lombard soldiers were fighting and retreating. Now there was no way out.
A protracted national war promoted him from a knight to a baron. In addition to constantly offering captured gold and silver treasures to the great lord, Schmidt's own talents were also very strong.
But even with great combat power and extraordinary talents and ingenuity, at this time, they can only be surrounded and killed.
The most elite guards around him were chopped to the ground one by one. Schmidt finally couldn't hold on anymore and was hit in the shoulder by Tuba, who fell to his knees with a thud.
Tuba wanted to give this ruthless Lombard nobleman another blow and send him to God forever, but Odo grabbed Tuba's hands that raised the hammer and said, "It is more useful to keep this nobleman than to kill him."
Tuba did not put down his heavy hammer. He still raised it fiercely and hit the head of the wounded Lombard soldier who fell to the ground and groaned. Red and white things splashed everywhere...
����� My family demands a ransom, but please guarantee the dignity that a noble should have." Baron Schmidt's arm was dislocated by Tuba just now. He could only endure the severe pain by hanging one arm and talking to Art about the rights a knight should have towards a defeated noble and the rules he should abide by.
Matt squatted in front of Baron Schmidt and looked at this "resourceful" Lombard commander without saying a word, with a very ugly expression on his face.
"Because of my stupid decision, six more of my soldiers died in battle. And your soldiers will also have to pay the price for your actions." Art said harshly.
"Odo, let the soldiers kill all the Lombard enemy soldiers on the spot, leaving no one alive!" Art was not entirely angry. He knew that these Lombards could not be left for his use. Anyway, he already had a baron in his hands, and those ordinary soldiers were worthless, so he simply killed them and let the soldiers vent their anger.
Baron Schmidt was anxious, "Your Excellency, since they have surrendered, you should show them mercy."
"Mercy? Mercy to the enemy is cruelty to yourself. I gave you a chance to live, but you responded to me with conspiracy."
"Well, my soldiers need some killings to quell their grievances. You are lucky, because you can still buy it at a good price if you keep it."
"Put our Lord Schmidt, Baron Schmidt, behind bars and lock him up. He is our treasury." Art didn't want to talk with this Lombard nobleman, so he was detained.
Matt is not a person who is willing to give. In most cases, his efforts are for more generous rewards, such as all the weapons, armor, and food supplies in the entire farm waiting station at this time.
This farm is the outpost of Sauerburg and a transit point for the Lombards to move north again to attack the three castles around the city of Aosta. Although the Lombards have not yet begun to accumulate a large number of weapons and supplies for the army to go north, there is a lot of stuff here.
After preliminary counting, the farm and several other small outposts seized a total of 35 complete sets of infantry armor (chain mail, cotton armor, leather armor including helmets, etc.), 20 sets of scattered armor, more than 120 swords, axes, hammers, spears, shields and other weapons, 30 infantry bows, eight crossbows, 60 bundles of various types of arrows (50 packs), and 50 cans of kerosene;
The hoard of weapons and armor is not large, but the seizure of supplies is surprising. The Lombards came with the purpose of plundering the wealth of Provence. In more than two years, even if the soldiers had transported the largest loot back to Lombardy, they still found 40,000 pfennigs, a large amount of silver utensils, and looted cloth, spices, and valuable goods. Of course, the captured Baron Schmidt was worth 100,000 pfennigs, but that money was not something Art could swallow by himself. In addition to the gold and silver treasures, 60,000 pounds of shelled wheat were piled in the warehouse of the farm's castle. These grains will become the rations for the Lombardy's northward forward army.
What surprised Art was that there were eight high-quality war horses in the farm barn. These horses should be the combat horses of the Lombard cavalry. On weekdays, the cavalry rode ordinary war horses to patrol and guard. These precious horses were only brought to the battlefield during cavalry battles. However, they all belonged to Art now. In addition, Angus led the sentry team to defeat the Lombard patrol cavalry and captured three miscellaneous patrol horses.
At this time, Art's army traveled thousands of miles south to participate in the battle in a foreign country (except for those who were refugees from Provence). Art did not want to treat his soldiers badly, so after collecting weapons and armor, military supplies and food baggage, Art ordered all soldiers in the army (including mercenaries and miscellaneous soldiers) to freely search for some loot, especially those mercenaries. They were not used to Atat's rule that all valuables must be turned over first.
After hearing Art’s order to collect some of the trophies on their own, the most excited ones were of course the seventeen or eight mercenaries of the First Mercenary Squadron. Their purpose of recruiting to join the Eastern Legion was to seize more trophies on the battlefield. Unlike Art’s legionnaires, these mercenaries could only rely on the trophies seized on the battlefield to maintain the consumption of a full-time warrior without tax support.
"So many guys died this time, Lord Art finally thought of letting everyone have a sip of soup." A mercenary plundered the corpses of Lombard soldiers on the ground who had stripped off their armor and weapons. After doing this kind of thing for a long time, everything seemed familiar.
"Brother Roger, come along, there are a lot of good things on the body." The mercenary enthusiastically invited Roger, the first squadron leader of the first squadron, to join the search.
Oddly enough, Roger stood aside and didn't want to join these mercenaries in looting the scattered belongings from the corpses. He couldn't explain why. Anyway, he just felt that he didn't want to eat shit like these mercenaries.
The other soldiers of Art's legion were similar. After receiving Art's order to seize the loot, they did not rush to compete with the mercenaries for the money on the corpses. Instead, they stood aside quietly and watched the mercenaries looting.
Arrogance without explanation.
Of course, there are grains of sand in even the cleanest wheat flour.
"You are all a bunch of fools, what a great opportunity you are just looking at!"
"I don't care about the others. You guys have to collect more belongings for me today. When I return to the valley from this southern expedition, I have to build a decent house, marry a big-ass village girl as my wife, and have a few more sons~" In the inner castle, Spencer, the baggage officer, was looking for money bags, silver crosses, copper spoons and other items hidden on the corpse while looking forward to a better life in the future.
"Bachelor, Chief Odo has asked you to go find him." A soldier ran to the busy Spencer to deliver the order.
Spencer looked impatient and replied: "The escort has been arranged to treat the wounded soldiers. It's not even dinner time yet, and the supplies have also been taken care of. Why did Sir Odo ask me to go?"
Hence "I didn't hear clearly. It seems that I asked you to find a place to hide the supplies. The legion will send people to garrison here tomorrow afternoon~"
"Well! We have to hide some loot first, otherwise the people in the legion will not be willing to let all the loot belong to ourselves." When talking about matters related to the interests of the entire Art Legion, Spencer was unambiguous.
"You guys, keep searching for me, be more careful." Spencer ordered a few of his soldiers, and then hurriedly walked towards where Odo was...