Power and Empire Chapter 469: Pocket (2)

The chaos on the wharf soon came back and forth. The builders of Salander rescued a dozen sailors and a Salander nobleman from the broken ship that was almost broken in two. The fat man who received the report With Nile, I went to the dock to take a look,

The sight in front of him made Fatty also startled. This warship from Hutubeien area, almost all of the bow of the ship was planted into the nearby harbor dam, and the other end was strangely curved. The keel is broken,

Because of the violent impact, the brown hull collapsed from the position of the front ship image. Two masts with a length of more than ten meters, leaning across, pressed against the almost cracked hull, the size of countless broken planks One floating in the sea water of the port,

Not far from the wreck of the ship, the fat man saw several Salander workers gathered in a circle pointing at something. Among them, a middle-aged man in aristocratic costume was sitting with a decadent face. On the ground, there are white bandages on the legs, but the dead gray on the face seems to have not turned back from the fear just now

"It's Uncle Oleg of Hutubeien" Nile saw the middle-aged nobleman sitting on the ground, shouted in surprise, and quickly pulled the fat man to run over, seeming to hear a familiar voice and slumped on the ground. The middle-aged man raised his head suspiciously, and saw Nilai who was running hurriedly

"Yes, it's Miss Nilai?" The middle-aged man looked at Nilai with an incredulous expression. His eyes regained his energy. He seemed to see the savior. He wanted to struggle to stand up, but the injury on his leg hurt him. He grinned straight, tried a few times, but didn’t get up from the ground, there was another sorrow in his mouth

"Why do you sail at night in an area without a lighthouse, that is the most dangerous thing on the sea" Nilai ran over anxiously, supporting the middle-aged nobleman, her face was full of eagerness, and she repeatedly asked, "Is it me? What happened to the Uncle’s Huenbei map, otherwise, you don’t need to travel especially at night. This channel is the most dangerous area in the northern waters. Without a lighthouse, most ships will get lost because of Swallowed by a sudden storm"

When Nilai mentioned Hu Enbei Tu, the middle-aged man’s face suddenly became as ugly as dead gray, as if he had lost his last courage, and his voice trembled, "I also know that this road is dangerous, if not absolutely necessary First, I also choose to sail at night, but now Hutubeien is in danger. If there is no reinforcements, the sun tomorrow will not shine on the faces of Hutubeien"

"What's wrong with Hu Tubeien" The fat man seemed to perceive something and suddenly asked.

"Last night, six castles in the south of Hutubein were attacked by troops of unknown origin at the same time. In order to avoid being isolated, Lord Burnt could havetily led the 5,000 people in the city to rescue.

This morning, we learned from the defeated army that had fled back. Except for more than a hundred people who escaped, all the others were killed. Not only were all six castles in the south lost, but even the head of Lord Duke was also lost. The evil Normans hung on the flag, and Hutubeen is now just an empty city without defense

"If there were no reinforcements, Hutubeien’s tens of thousands would be over. You know those Normans, they will kill everyone." The middle-aged nobleman squatted down and covered his face with his hands, infested with **** hands. Hiding his face, crying in his voice, crying hoarsely

"My uncle is dead." Nilai's body trembled, and her pretty face suddenly turned pale. She had lost her mother since she was a child, and has always regarded Duke Burnt as the only link with her mother’s memory, but now, this one The bond was broken. After losing his father, his mother’s family would also be destroyed, and he became a true orphan since then

"Do you know who led the army?" The fat man asked with a serious face. Hu Tubeien was in the south of Wick City, only a few miles away from here. If there was an attack, it would be close to Wick City. Not far away

"According to the soldiers who fled back, they saw a silver goshawk battle flag" Ogle looked terrified, as if thinking of something, his voice trembled

"It's a hawk and falcon" Nilai's face immediately became extremely ugly

"Eagle and Falcon Rider?" The fat man picked up the corner of his eyes. Judging from Nilai's face, he knew that the reputation of this unit was not small.

Nilai took a deep breath and saw the fat man’s puzzled face, his eyes flickering, and a voice full of hatred gritted his teeth and said, "Eagle and Falcon are the toughest cavalry in the Normandy army. Their commander is one of the seven commanders. One of the goshawks, Avitzer, is also the most hated enemy of our Salanders"

Nila's voice paused and continued, "It is also possible that he, after attacking the defenders of 6 castles in a row, can defeat the 5,000 reinforcements brought by my uncle. The last time he was in the battle It was because he defeated the left wing composed of 3,000 Mamunuk cavalry in a frontal collision with one blow, which caused the main force of the kingdom to be defeated."

"Eagle and falcon riding, a bit interesting" Fatty raised his head with a turbulent expression, clenched his fists, his eyes were looking at the black sky in the distance, and there was a wave of waves in his heart,

This time with a large number of merchant ships, in addition to the supplies, there are also two of the most elite Southern Banner regiments. These soldiers are all veterans with more than 2 years of combat experience. They are the true elite of Samor. Under the special authorization of Fatty, this is the only unit equipped with the most powerful infantry crossbow and double barbed gun in the Samor main battle army.

"Krudel" The fat man suddenly turned his face serious, and said to the two guard squadrons who followed him, "Immediately send a hurricane scout, target, Hutubeien, I will find out before dawn. Situation

Yes, my lord," a capable, thin-cheeked captain of the guard replied, carrying several scout cavalry in light armor, galloping out from the gates of Wake City like a hurricane, horseshoes swiftly Disappear into the dark night

Hu Tubeien’s sudden attack made the fat man a little surprised. According to common sense, the Normans should board 6 near the city of Vic, but they turned around and avoided the arrangement near the city of Vic. The trap attacked Hu Tubeien who had nothing to do with it,

"The other party should have touched something unintentionally, so he hit Hu Tubeien" The fat man whispered secretly

In the middle of the night, there was a drizzle of rain over the city of Vic. The raindrops pounded on the newly paved marble steps in the lobby of the city, and bursts of white water splashed on the steps, and the whole building In this clear rain, it turns into a hazy and beautiful landscape

Ni Lai put down the curtains in her hand, her eyes solemn, her face pale,

On the large flat in the hall along the road, a team of black-armored guards dressed in brown waterproof felt patrolled back and forth on the flat. The sound of their feet treading neatly was like a muffled thunder rolling in the rain.

At the big iron gate of the mansion far away, the iron railings on the blue gate had already been washed away by rain. Hundreds of guards who were in charge of the guard mission were wearing waterproof felt cloaks, and their standing figures were in the blurry rain. Has turned into a fixed black dot,

Since the dispatched scouts rushed back in the middle of the night, the fat guy who has always been laughing and joking suddenly became busy. Not only did the entire city declare martial law, all the workers were evacuated into the city, and more than a dozen teams of scouts were sent.

From the gate of the completed city, through the fire, you can see a large number of soldiers wearing black armor. Although the sky is raining cold, these soldiers entering the city seem to be straight and tidy without noticing it. The queue makes Nilai, who used to be on the battlefield, also feels scalp scalp

"This is the real falcon's claws" Nilai said inwardly, this is the real elite. No wonder the Vickia Kingdom has risen so quickly. Compared with the guards of the Ducal Palace before him, it is nothing short of one. Heaven and one underground

"Step on"

The two war horses that emerged from the rain curtain stopped in front of the gate of the mansion, and the one taking the lead unveiled the black cloak on his head, revealing a vigorous face, and rolled over and got off the horse.

He looked up at the manor in front of him, and his eyes showed an urge to try. The circular mark on the cross of the military horse indicated that the two horses were from the Vicky Southern Army.

"The commander of the Sottesdori Banner, the commander of the Volktus Banner", a guard captain standing at the gate, greeted the two banner leaders, "The Grand Duke has been waiting in the hall for a long time"

"Really, really **** it, because the assembly was rushed and the army assembly was delayed. I hope the Grand Duke will not wait too long."

Sotters was ashamed, and quickly followed behind the captain of the guards and walked up the steps dripping with rain.

The other leader of the Voktor Banner followed closely, wearing Spurs boots, and hitting the cold marble surface, the cold rain hit his shoulders, but he didn't notice it at all, only excitement and enthusiasm Overflowing on his face

Two guards on guard opened the door in front of them, and bright light came out from the door

Hundreds of white candles illuminate the whole hall transparently and brightly, and the air is filled with a faint scent of fragrance. This candle is made of deep-sea whale oil. It cannot be blown out even by the strong wind

The warm yellow candlelight on the copper multi-handle candlestick flickered gently in the wind, illuminating a slightly fat shadow facing the two of them.

"The Grand Duke"

The two heads of the banner stopped their feet respectfully at the same time, straightened their bodies like a javelin, and focused their eyes on the same back with blood and admiration.

"2 hours and 24 minutes, you are 24 minutes late as an old man who was born as a Samor guard, don’t you feel ashamed?" The fat man turned around and glanced at the two Titans standing in front of him seriously. , Let the two battle-tested southern army commanders embarrassed to death,

"Forget it, before the war, I will write down the punishment this time, but there will never be another one." After a while, the fat man waved his hand solemnly, letting the two flag regiments relax. Tone

"I deliberately used the merchant fleet this time to secretly transfer the two of you flag regiments, but do you know why?" The fat man suddenly raised his head and stared at them like a knife

Looking at the dubious eyes of the two, the fat man said slowly

"You two were both old men from my guards back then. I still remember that in the Dardanelles' general battle, the squadron led by you two was the only unit that was not defeated. Most of the team died, and you still stood up from the dead. Without you, there would be no Samor’s present. You are the backbone of my Samor. Now, I need you to perform an arduous task, dare you dare"

"The Grand Duke ordered that we have always been the most loyal guards of the Grand Duke." The two heads of the banner, both eyes stimulated by the fat man, responded loudly at the same time

"Okay, what I want is this vitality." The fat man nodded with satisfaction, "Assemble the army immediately and follow me out"

The black armored light cavalry marched silently in the night, except for the crisp sound of horseshoes, only the roar of the night wind, no one spoke, the air was filled with this weird smell, beside the dry woods beside the road Standing on a row of crosses, a row of white objects hanging on it is particularly conspicuous in the dark,

"It's terrible. What did these Normans do?" The fat man looked at these weird and scary white shadows, twitching his nose with extreme dissatisfaction. For the first time, he felt that sharp eyes were not necessarily a good thing, such as Now, it is night in time, but the fat man can still see clearly. Those white objects are obviously stiff and white corpses, cruelly hung on the cross, dressed in broken and old clothes, and with their heads hanging down

Some of the corpse’s eyes were eaten by foraging birds, leaving only two black holes in the eye sockets, and some necks broke their collar bones because of the rope. They were more than twice as long as normal people, just like the ones hanging by a cook. The long-necked goose, the wind blew over these corpses, the corpses swayed like a kite, making a weird creak, seeming to want to break the rope around their neck

In this weird and terrifying sight, even the bold fat man couldn’t help feeling his heart frustrated. Along the way, the fat man had seen several such situations during this ten-odd walk. The cruelty of the Normans made According to people, there are even hundreds of corpses in a lot. There are many old people and children in it. At first, the fat man asked the infantry who followed up to put the corpses down, and then he gave up.

"I will use Norman blood to wash away your grievances, bless me," the fat man murmured to himself. Counting down, there were more than 100 corpses turbulent on the side of the road. This section of the road is really exciting

"How far is Hu Tubeien?" The fat man strangled his horse and asked the guide Salander who led the way. The sound of the mountain forest swaying in the night breeze was in his ears. This is Victor and Hutu. On the border of Beien, the stretch of the Budafit Mountains forms a natural cross here,

To the north is the traditional territory of the Vic family, to the south is the richest plain of Talis in Salander, to the west is the cliffs of Megallens, and to the east is the beautiful city of Lazarus.

"After passing the mountain col in front, Hutubeien" the guide looked gloomy and pointed to a **** not far away, where a valley was faintly visible, and a two-story spire-shaped building stood in it, low and low. The wall is like a circle enclosing it in the middle

This guide who led the way was once a downright little nobleman in a nearby town,

"Are you okay? My hometown, Hutubeien?" Looking at the hometown under the night, the guide felt anxious. The scene on the road made his heart bleed. If he didn't escape, it might be too. This end

"The whole army will rest and reorganize and dispatch scouts"

The fat man gently soothed the anxious war horse under his hips. The night and the quiet reminded him of the raid campaign with the northern aristocratic army. That time, the 60,000 troops of Samer were devastated, day and night. Break through five fortresses and wipe out the noble army on the mountain road,

At that time, the night was so quiet, it was terrifyingly quiet, with only the whistling wind,

"The Grand Duke, the enemy's camp is in front"

The information brought back by the scout made the fat man look shocked. It was true that the real goal of the Normans should be their own city of Wick, but because the sea was impassable, they had to put their idea on Hu Tubeien, but The other party was also too cautious. In order to avoid exposure, he would kill all the nearby villagers and outposts and walk around at night. Fortunately, Hu Tubeien’s warning made the fat man notice a trace of evil

"Since I'm here, don't leave"

Looking at the dark shadows faintly visible in the darkness in the distance, the fat man licked his mouth, held the horse rein tightly in his left hand, and the mysterious patterned hilt of the war knife in his right hand. A kind of blood boiled in his heart. The Samor light cavalry behind him ordered,

"Prepare"

In the quiet night, there was the rubbing sound of the sword being unsheathed, and then the surroundings fell silent,

The sharp saber shone cold in the dark, like a layer of phosphorescence on the surface of the water. The light cavalry's face armor has been lowered, only a pair of murderous eyes exposed

"Sottsdori, you led the team to rush into Volktus from the east, you led the team to break the bayonet from the west, and the third team will come with me"

The fat man whispered to the two banner leaders next to him,

The wind blew through my ears, and the dark shadows in the distance approached quickly

The fat man lay on the horseback, his curved back and the leaping horseback closely attached to each other. In the cold night fog, a thousand Samor light cavalry rushed towards the mouth like a demon who haunted the dark night.

"Kill" the fat man yelled, and the horse leaped up with a whirlwind hoof, leaping over the low fence of the canyon pass,

"Touch"

The galloping horse knocked a Norman to the ground, and his sword flashed and cut off the thick ropes bound by the fence and the pass.

There was a crisp sound from the cabinet outside "Dong Dong",

Hooks were thrown from the swiftly passing Samor Hussars~IndoMTL.com~ There was a loud bang, sawdust flew, and dozens of horizontal logs were evacuated by powerful forces.

The wooden fence was cut into several pieces by dozens of rushing war horses, and then the following Samor light cavalry swarmed in like a tide, their horses hoofed flying, and the hooks of the war horses removed the tent

The Samor light cavalry behind stepped directly over the rest of the enemy. The patrol in the camp was obviously frightened. They didn't even call the alarm. They shouted like a chased duck running around, "Pop The brazier was dragged and rolled on the ground by the sprinting horses, and the splashing flames quickly ignited the surrounding tents.

The arbitrarily vertical and horizontal Samor guard cavalry slashed across the middle of the camp like a sharp sword, bringing a **** wind, and the Norman enemies blocking in front fell like rows of straws.

"Wrong"

The fat man riding on the horse suddenly strangled his horse, and his eyes swept across the chaotic situation before him with vigilance. In the light of the extinguishing fire, there were scattered enemies everywhere. This was a happy thing, but the fat man realized that these enemies It’s an infantry week, don’t talk about cavalry, not even a horse

Suddenly, there was a muffled sound in his ears, and the fat man turned his head quickly. This kind of palpitations vibration sound is so familiar.