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Two or three years later, the Baron Bayonne might really end up like this.But now he is far from defeated.

Before the boss of Gerrard left, he specifically talked about Bertrand's strength.According to him, this time the use of foreign troops, Lord Baron almost came out, mobilizing all the forces on the territory.It was this murderous army, mainly mercenaries, who drove the villagers out of Nobleva last night.

Many people like to brag.But the owner of Kotweimel should not be exaggerated this time.Little Albert saw clearly that the marching column on Empire Avenue was like a serpentine snake, extending back and forth more than a thousand feet.

The forward is a whole group of infantry in iron armor.They carried a long-handled scythe that was half a person high, and the iron blade shook lightly above their heads, like sharp claws protruding from a demon.

The baron himself (the banners of honor have been moved out, and this guy will certainly not sit withered in the castle) leading a team of knights, sitting in the middle of the army to watch the escort.Wearing steel plate armor, they rode tall horses. The buttocks of their mounts were higher than the carriages. They must have an amazing momentum when charging, and they might be able to knock a hole in the stone wall.

Sandwiched by the knights are the wagons, ox carts and mule carts driven by handymen.They are far less eye-catching than armored warriors, but the number is unusually large.Little Albert estimated that there were at least thirty cars in the squadron, and many of them were big four-wheeled cars; their cargo compartments were all filled with goods, piled up like a hill.There must be a lot of things hidden under the hemp thatch cloth. In addition to the essential food, there are also gunpowder kegs, crash hammers and even trebuchet parts in order to besiege the fort.

The guards of the marching column are all kinds of people, forming a bloated group together.Most of them do not have the reflection of iron armor or iron buckles. They are obviously serfs conscripted on the territory; but the last batch of soldiers not only has an unusually neat line, but also each carries a straight and two-sided bend in the middle. The long wooden poles are long, and there are many feathers and long arrows inserted behind the belt.

Little Albert stared at these guys, only to feel that his eyes suddenly became blurred, and cold sweat was dripping down his neck.[Longbowman.He said the name silently in his heart, and involuntarily stretched his right hand toward the dagger, firmly holding the iron handle of the rope in his hand.[Stories that scare children are indispensable to these bastards.But they don't want to scare me, don't even think!

The entire French-Lan-Crafts kingdom has heard of the name of the English-German-Lan longbowman.On the other side of the sea, people in this industry are all fellow villagers in the same village, and ancestors have been eating this bowl of rice for generations.When they were not recruited, they would gather together for training every time they went to the slack in the farm, and waited on the battlefield. They not only practiced superb archery skills, but also cooperated with each other tacitly. They were much better than temporarily recruited serfs and self-employed farmers. Street.

The wooden poles on their backs are the longbows that have not yet been wound.This long and big war bow is made of imported yew wood, which is nothing compared to ordinary hunting bows.Although they are long and stupid, they require a lot of effort to pull apart; although they are very troublesome to aim and can only be used by veterans, when the longbows are gathered in hundreds of thousands, the threat to the enemy is completely comparable. On the same number of strong crossbows.

When the English-German bandits invaded Falak, the longbowmen participated in the victory.When they set up their positions with horse-rejecting stakes and are closely protected by dismounting knights and hooks, the military formation will become both difficult and full of threats. In the words of Father Pan, "One can vomit The venom hedgehog." Before the cannons are equipped with the army in batches, if you want to gnaw down this kind of position, you have to fight hard.

It is precisely because of this history that England-Germany-Lan has become extremely confident and has been reluctant to update its armaments.When the Frankish kingdom was heavily equipped with gunpowder weapons, the island country on the other side of the sea still had a soft spot for the combination of longbows and hooks.The mercenaries who ran to Aquitaine brought this habit together. After twenty years, they showed the butcher knife to the Franks again.

Little Albert estimated that the number of people brought by Bertrand must add up to more than 300 people.The mercenaries are definitely the main force in the battle, and the knights who follow the knights are the trump cards. It is estimated that they will be left to the most critical moment. The handyman of the heavy team, in addition to driving the car, may also need to assemble trebuchets and other siege equipment. Stone wall.

The group of conscripted serfs was as powerful as the Noblewa villagers, and their equipment was even worse.After the fight, they may only be able to do chores such as building camps, digging trenches, and making fires and cooking.If you really want to climb the wall to attack the city, the serfs will inevitably die in droves, leaving the family in their hometown unattended.

As the son of a farmer, Albert did not want to embarrass these poor and ragged people.But he knew that when the baron robbed Nobleva last night, the serf was definitely not in the audience.The eldest brother told his family many times that serfs, self-employed farmers and craftsmen who were temporarily expropriated by the lord were not paid at all when marching and fighting, and the standard of food was not comparable to that of full-time soldiers.If they don't participate in the looting, let alone make up for the shortfall in the family, they won't even be able to get the money for clothes and shoes.

It may be looking forward to plundering to make a fortune, or it may be driven by the prostitution of the British-German-Language mercenaries. In short, the conscripted serfs in the back did not deliberately drag themselves, nor stopped to resist the mercenaries.They didn't seem to resist fate, each of them strode quickly, closely following their lord.A marching column composed of more than 300 people just swaggered down the ramp, getting closer and closer to the Dongzhai Gate of Kotweimel.

"Dog bastard pirate cub."

After observing the enemy for a long time, the veteran who took care of little Albert finally spoke with a gloomy face.He pushed the arrow baffle made by nailing the wooden door leaf into the gap between the castellations, and by the way, he also pulled the Lumeng’s youngest son behind him:

"Hide well, don't let those goose feather arrows bite. My grandfather, my uncle, all died in the war with England-Ge-Lan. I have long wanted to meet them!"

"..." Little Albert did not answer.For some reason, when he saw the enemy's face clearly, he suddenly became unable to say a word, and his mouth was dry and dry, as if swallowing a whole handful of sand.In order to conceal his gaffe, he hurried to the wooden ladder, ignoring that he was only a child, he just hugged the flagpole with thin arms.

"I'm here—I'll raise the flag!" Little Albert took a great deal of effort before he shouted out the words stuck in his throat. The blood rushed to his head, making him dizzy in a flash.