Dang, dong, dong, dong, dong~
The alarm bell in the church in Tyniec County kept making a heart-wrenching sound.
One hundred and eighty county garrison soldiers wearing armor and holding weapons stood behind the wall stacks on the county city wall, looking at the approaching team from the north.
Above the north city gate, the Sheriff of Tyniec County and Palace Viscount Pierre, who was wearing gray and black chain mail, looked at the army heading towards the north city with a stern look on his face. "Are there any county soldiers stationed on the walls?"
Pierre's inner circle The palace knight Jerry glanced at the north nervously and replied: "Everything has been arranged. There are sixty people at the north and south gates, and twenty people on the east and west walls. There are twenty-six soldiers left in the city to patrol the security."
Jerry swallowed a mouthful of saliva and asked: "Sir, will they attack~?"
"The county is the direct territory of the Marquis. They don't have the guts to openly attack the Marquis' territory unless they all lose their heads." Pierre's tone was very calm.
"Then why do we gather all the county soldiers to prepare for war?"
"They dare not attack the county town, but they are not necessarily afraid of the fortresses, villages, castles and manor settlements in the county. These guys are not locals. As long as it is not a matter of losing their heads, they don't care if they are pointed at their noses and scolded."
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Pierre's worry is not unreasonable. According to the police information coming from the north in the past two days, this army without a baggage team was recruited by force along the way. Three small villages along the way were devastated by soldiers. There was even a settlement that resisted the bandits. These guys killed several villagers and burned down all the houses.
∣ Pierre already knew the origin and purpose of this army. He did not take the initiative to send troops to drive them away, but he also refused to provide them with any request for food and grass. He rallied the Tyniec County garrison to prepare for war in order to show his fangs to the team and warn them not to cause trouble...
In the north of the county, the road soaked by the spring rain became increasingly muddy.
A leading knight of the Western Border Army pulled his boots out of the muddy water, kicked hard on the stone beside the road to shake off the thick mud, then touched his cheek that was wet by the rain, looked at the city of Tyniec County with the gate closed and the alarm bell ringing wildly not far away, and cursed loudly: "These watchdogs, when I clean up the debris, they will come back and smash the gate and kill you all!"
Albon, the commanding adjutant of the Western Frontier Army in front of the team, was riding on a specially supplied war horse and turned to look at the leading knight who was shouting curses. He shook his head and continued to control the horse to avoid the muddy puddles and bypass the town of Tyniec and advance southward.
Alban glanced at the figure standing behind the wall at the top of the North Gate, turned his head and said to Viscount Sauron, the commander of the Western Border Army: "Lord Sauron, Pierre seems to be determined to sit on the wall. Pai, he really thought that he could avoid the whirlpool by being impartial." Sauron snorted lightly, "How dare you refuse Count Bernard's order. He will pay a heavy price for today's indifference in the future."
The commander of the Western Army, Sauron, had sent his adjutant Albon to the city of Tyniec a day earlier with a letter written by Count Bernard to meet with the county governor, Viscount Pierre. However, Pierre did not accept the letter sealed with Bernard's coat of arms. Not only did he refuse to supply food, grass and baggage to the Western Border Army, he also warned the Western Army not to engage in any hostile behavior in the county.
"Sir, the Count's labor baggage collected from the Northland will not arrive in Tyniec for four days. How will we spend these days?" As the commanding adjutant responsible for collecting the baggage, Alban was already in chaos. The soldiers who had no food to feed them were becoming increasingly difficult to control, and a mutiny in the army was imminent.
Sauron glanced back at the north, "I have ordered Klaus to take the food collection soldiers assigned by each flag team to collect food in several small villages in the north. This barbaric bastard may be able to bring back some surprises."
Twenty miles north of Tyniec County, a small village on the border between Tyniec County and Lucesien Province was filled with thick smoke. The village was full of fleeing civilians. A group of bandits armed with swords, spears and axes caught up with the civilians and hacked them violently.
After killing all the civilians in front of them, more soldiers and bandits began to break into houses and search for all edible food. The pigs, sheep, chickens and ducks in the village were the targets of the soldiers and bandits. Many soldiers and bandits fought and even went to war over a piglet or a chicken or duck.
A guy who looked like a messenger hurriedly opened the door of the village elder's house, sprayed a mouthful of rye bread crumbs and reported to Knight Claude, the commander of the food collection team: "Lord Claude, the food collection soldiers of the Third Flag and the fifth flag got into a fight again and stabbed a guy, just because of an old dog!"
“What a bunch of wild beasts, they would kill a person just for a dog.” As he spoke, he pulled out the broadsword stuck in the dead farmer beside the woman and put it back into its scabbard.
Claude paused at the door of the house, turned his head and told the two soldiers: "You two, keep an eye on this bitch."
As he said that, he kicked open the door and walked towards the purgatory-like village.
While the food collection team of the Western Border Army was burning, killing and looting in the village, a cavalry team with horses and men under saddles was hiding behind a small hill half a mile outside the village and watching the banditry with cold eyes.
At the top of the hill, a cavalryman crawling behind the grass said anxiously to the officer beside him: "Sir Reyek, charge, everyone in the village will be killed if you don't charge in!"
Reyek, the deputy captain of the Welsh Legion Cavalry, turned to glance at the anxious soldiers beside him. "The captain repeatedly emphasized that the cavalry will win with one strike. Now you charge in and win with one strike? Can your horse charge into the village? This is tragic. The situation is unbearable, so I think you should go back to the valley to farm.”
Wandering knight Reyek is used to seeing the horrors of the world, and he has experienced scenes more cruel than this massacre of a village, so he feels calm in his heart.
The anxious soldier turned his attention to the other deputy captain, Ja'far, "Sir Ja'far~"
"Shut up!" Ja'far, who was lying in the grass chewing hay, interrupted the soldier's words.
“Sir Reyek is right. You new recruit, get the hell out of here if you talk too much.” Jafar can now speak Burgundian relatively fluently, and even more fluently when swearing.
The newly promoted cavalry finally stopped talking too much and just dug his fingers into the turf while looking at the demon-infested village.
"The captain is back." Reid, the cavalry sergeant (squadron leader) lurking in the grass on the hill, reminded him softly.
· Sure enough, at the edge of the forest behind the hill, three riders were running towards the hill under the cover of the tree line.
Jafar and Reyek led a few cavalrymen to retreat behind the hill and met Lusignan who was reining in his horse.
"Captain, how are you? Have these bastards separated from the group?" Reyek stepped forward and asked.
Lusignan glanced at the thick smoke in the sky not far away, "Yes, the Western Army Brigade has arrived outside the city of Tyniec. These twenty or so bastards are lone wild dogs."
hip "Let everyone unsheath their swords and saddle up their horses. Once they leave the village, immediately rush with me to kill them all!"
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