Chapter 734 Mysterious Cavalry
Early on the second day, Art got up early. After being served by a servant, he put on his armor and had breakfast. He left Wellsburg with his bodyguards, the deputy commander of the legion, Angus, and dozens of cavalrymen under Lusignan, and headed east. Yesterday, a cavalry team of unknown origin briefly appeared in a hilly area twenty miles east of the military fort. When Captain Hans of the Third Company who was patrolling outside led his men to chase after him, the opponent had already disappeared without a trace.
It stands to reason that the sentry cavalry of the Welsh Legion patrolling the surrounding area should have discovered this group of people, but the fact is that no sentinel team came to report.
In this special period, Hans did not dare to be careless in the slightest, and immediately sent someone back to Wellsburg to report the news. He led a squadron of soldiers to patrol and search the place where the cavalry last disappeared. Apart from messy horse hoof prints and a pile of horse manure, the other party left no clues.
When Art heard the news, he immediately became interested. That night, he ordered Ron to select a few good trackers and follow him out the next day to find out the details of that group of people. In addition, Art has been dealing with post-war matters in recent days, and Art has not left Wellsburg for many days. He just took this opportunity to patrol around the territory.
At noon, the group of people, led by Hans, finally arrived at the hills.
"Sir, that cavalry finally disappeared from here. I and my men were unable to find their whereabouts within a ten-mile radius." Hans on horseback pointed to the messy horse hoof prints on the ground and said to Art.
Matt glanced at where Hans pointed, then raised his head and looked around~
In addition to a few paths leading deep into the hills, there was also a large uncultivated wheat field, and at the edge of the wheat field was a dense forest that was rarely visited by people.
Hence the recent frequent wars, the wheat fields were full of messy horse hoof prints and footprints of other animals. For an officer like Hans who was not a professional hunter, it was not surprising that he could not find any trace of the other party.
"You guys, go and have a look at that wheat field. Ron, take a few people to the mountains to the north~"
ifier, the two teams ran towards the wheat fields and hills respectively . After about a meal , the team led by Ron returned early . But nothing suspicious was found.
When the team that went to the edge of the wheat field returned, they finally brought back the results Art wanted.
"Sir, we found a path covered with weeds at the edge of the wheat field. The path is full of fresh horse hoof prints. It should be the cavalry we are looking for."
At nodded with satisfaction, and then led the guard to ride towards the edge of the wheat field. "—Sir, this is it."
When the guards opened two bushes that were close together, a mountain path that could only accommodate one person and one horse appeared in front of everyone. The path was covered with weeds and dead branches. Except for the fresh horse hoof prints on the ground, which showed traces of human activities in the past, it was difficult for ordinary people to discover this secret entrance.
Hans looked at the deserted mountain trail in front of him and roared angrily: "These bastards, no wonder I couldn't find any trace of them no matter how much I looked for them. They turned out to be hiding like mice! Sir, I will take people to dig them out right away!"
"Wait a minute!" Art stopped Hans who was about to get on his horse, "Do you think you can catch those guys just because you have more than 20 men?"
"I~" Hans was speechless for a moment. "In this case, you send a few people to the nearby outposts, notify the patrolling sentries, and let them search the surrounding areas carefully. Especially caves that can hide soldiers and war horses, dense forest wheat fields that can hide people, and uninhabited houses must not be missed."
"Yes, sir." Hans replied after the order. Then he called to several soldiers behind him to go in all directions to deliver orders.
Matt took two steps forward, pushed aside the thorn bushes that stretched across the path, and took a cautious look inside.
The path is overgrown with thorns, and dead branches and leaves rot in the damp passage, giving off a rotten smell. Because it was surrounded by trees, only bits and pieces of broken light could be seen inside through the gaps.
The scene before him suddenly reminded him of the secret path leading to the edge of the wilderness when he lived alone in the valley hut. In order not to be discovered by outsiders, Art carefully arranged the exit of the trail so that it blends perfectly with the surrounding environment.
At the thought of this, Art couldn't help but be shocked.
"My lord~" Hans called softly. However, Art did not respond.
"My lord!" Hans took two steps forward and raised his voice and shouted again.
Matt took two steps back and walked out of the path. As a hunter, his intuition told him that this group of people was definitely not ordinary cavalry. He could clearly find this secret mountain trail in an inaccessible place, and he could accurately avoid the patrolling Welsh Legion soldiers.
Indicates that the group knows this place well.
"Not good!" Art was suddenly shocked.
"Sir, what's wrong?" Angus asked uneasily.
Matt expressed his thoughts, "I suspect these guys have some relationship with Walder Burley."
"Ward Burley?" Hans asked doubtfully: "Isn't he on his way to Wellsburg?"
"Yes, my lord. That bastard has long been a prisoner, how can he still make trouble here."
Att walked slowly around the war horse, constantly thinking about the relationship between this team and Walder Burley in his mind.
"Deadpool!" Art suddenly blurted out "Deadpool?"
Att glanced at the messy horse hoof prints under his feet and continued: "Yes! This mysterious cavalry is most likely the death guard raised by Walder Burley. Back then, my father and I were chased by a cavalry for three days and three nights when we were fleeing the Northland. These bastards are different from each other. Ordinary cavalry, in addition to their strong combat power, are also loyal to Walder Burley. If my father and my son had not escaped into the dense forest by chance, I would have become the souls of their swords!"
Matt still remembers this profound experience many years ago.
Angus and others on the side couldn't help but feel their hairs stand up after listening to Art's experience. "Sir, is it possible that these dead waiters are here to deal with you?" Hans couldn't help but ask.
At was rubbing the hilt of his sword, his mind racing for a while, before Art suddenly spoke and asked, "Where are the people from the Lombard court?"
Ron took a step forward and said, "Sir, according to the report from the spies, they will arrive in Wellsburg at dusk today at the latest."
Matt looked up at the scorching sun setting in the west, and then looked at the direction of the exit of the trail. Suddenly, an inexplicable uneasiness startled him.
"Not good!"
"What's wrong? Sir!" Angus suddenly became nervous.
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In an abandoned village castle fifteen miles south of Wellsburg, a dozen cavalrymen in black robes gathered around a deep copper pot in a makeshift stove under the copper pot. The scarlet charcoal fire stewed the pork in the copper pot to a sizzling sound, and the dilapidated house was filled with the alluring aroma of meat.
An hour ago, a group of people went south from the hills in the north, followed the uninhabited path along the edge of the river, and arrived at this abandoned village.
They will perform an unknown mission here. "—Lord Baron, I am a little worried about the group of people we met in the north yesterday. If we had not hid in the dense forest at that time, I am afraid that our whereabouts would have been exposed." A tall brown-haired soldier who was stirring the stew with a wooden spoon in his hand said uneasily.
Facing the broken wooden door, the big-nosed Baron, who was leaning on a log, turned to glance at the guy next to him who was speaking.
He said: "Don't worry, even if they can find us, they will have to wait until tomorrow. By then, we will have already taken Lord Ward to the east." After saying this, the big-nosed Baron fiddled with the charcoal fire under his feet with the branch he held in his hand, and from time to time, the sound of sparks exploding could be heard.
Smelling the aroma of meat in the pot, there were gurgling sounds in everyone's stomachs.
"Is the meat stewed yet? Do you want to starve us to death?" The big-nosed Baron complained impatiently.
"Okay, Lord Baron." The brown-haired soldier put a piece of stew into a wooden bowl and handed it to the big-nosed Baron.
At this time, other soldiers gathered around and rushed to pick up the meat in the bowl and stuff it into their mouths. For several days, the group had been sleeping day and night, sleeping in the open air, without having a decent meal. After finally having the opportunity to eat a meal of meat, everyone naturally devoured it, fighting for it. After a while, a large pot of stew was filled with meat, and there was no soup left at the bottom of the pot.
After having had enough wine and food, the big-nosed Baron called a dozen of his men to him and began to assign tasks.
"We are like this·
Since Ward Burley was thrown into the dungeon by the Duke of Lombardy, This team of dead men who had sworn to serve him had tried many ways to rescue their master, but the palace dungeon was tightly guarded and there was no way to do it. It wasn't until a few days ago that Ward Burley was put into a prison car and sent to the north, which gave them the opportunity to do it.
A group of people secretly followed the escort team northward, waiting for an opportunity to rob the prisoners. But considering the many checkpoints along the way, even if Walder Burley is rescued, it may not be possible to evacuate safely.
Hence, the big-nosed Baron decided to take action when the escort team was approaching Solonburg. In addition to considering that the escort team's defenses were the most relaxed at this time, this place was the most advantageous for escaping because it was close to Walder Burley's original territory.
—Remember, our purpose this time is not only to rescue Lord Ward, but also to capture the palace prime minister, force the palace to submit, and save the earl. Do you understand everything? 》
“Got it!”
“Let’s go!”