James stared at the commander: "Angers are not idiots like you who can get lost in heavy snow for three days! They have been dealing with heavy snow since they were children! Now! Send someone out to meet you immediately!"
The disapproval on the commander's face disappeared, and he became serious.
He realized what was wrong.
damn it!
The group of bastards of the Five-Port Alliance who always procrastinated, brought him almost all of them used to the transport team arriving so late at night!
It's been snowing heavily these days.
But James, this madman, is right on one point. In Angel's side, when winter comes, the cold current on the coast will make their snow fall as thick as the north. Moreover, the Angel people have just established a deal with Legrand, and they will not become as lazy as the people of the Five-Port Alliance within a few months.
the most important is!
—This is Newcana.
Last year's riots had just subsided, and from time to time mobs attacked the troops stationed here. Although all the time, their attacks are scattered like annoying mosquitoes.
"Hold!"
The commander cursed. He didn't care about drinking any bullshit spirits. He turned around and strode towards the barracks.
"Get out of my way for me!!"
The clamor sounded, the horses neighed, and the armors collided.
Soon, the drawbridge at the southwest gate of Newcana Castle rose, and the soldiers guarding watched the commander lead a group of cavalry rushing across the cross bridge like a whirlwind.
They rushed into the vast snow at the urging of the commander.
…
The horses fell in a pool of blood, and the Angor soldiers gathered together, using iron-wood vehicles as temporary fortresses for defense.
But, to be honest, this temporary fortress is too shabby.
The Anger people are notorious for their bravery and combativeness.
Back then, the Rose Royal Family had been attacking Angel for many years, but they had never been able to completely pacify them. Despite their impoverishment and lack of advanced weapons, they often fought with heavily armed knights wearing only leather armor and armed with bows and spears. All the while, they relied on their swiftness to catch their enemies off guard.
For hundreds of years, they relied on this guerrilla tactics to defeat Legrand's army, but today these advantages are ineffective.
They escorted Tiemu away from the familiar Angar mountains and came to the unfamiliar northern land.
They were ambushed.
The other party is far more familiar with the terrain here than they are. The enemy lurks in the place where they must pass to Newcana Castle - a slightly long canyon.
When they marched to the middle of the canyon, the enemy suddenly jumped up from the snow on both sides.
The enemy's thick white burqa blended perfectly with the heavy snow, and the aura was covered by the snow, and even the warhorse did not notice the difference. When the snow on both sides splashed up and found that the situation was not right, there was no way out.
As soon as the officer of the Angel transport team pulled out the arc knife, a sharp arrow sounded in the air.
The iron arrows came like rain, breaking through the air.
The officer waved his knife away from a few iron arrows, and the warhorse under him fell to the ground with a whimper. He staggered out of the leg that was being crushed by the war horse, and tumbled to the ground under the loaded iron-wood cart, dodging the rain of arrows.
It was a one-sided massacre.
The Angor soldier only had a simple leather armor, and the opponent was holding a fine iron crossbow that was forbidden to be used by the Holy Court.
At such a short distance, the hard crossbow can shoot so fast that even the most elite Angel knights can't react in time. And as we all know, the crossbow is banned because it can penetrate the finest chain mail! This is a weapon known as "The Cursed Thing".
The chain mail is like virtual paper in front of it, not to mention Angel's crude leather armor.
In the blink of an eye, the white snow was dyed red with blood.
When the warhorse was wounded, the escaping belt overturned the cart full of iron wood, and the black logs rolled away and scattered on the ground. The bodies of Angel's soldiers and the warhorses fell to the ground at the same time, and the air was full of blood in the blink of an eye.
What should he do!
Hearing the wailing of his comrades in his ears, the officer clenched the arc knife in his hand tightly.
In the sound of arrows, the hooves of war horses hurriedly.
The officer suddenly rolled out from under the carriage. A warhorse with no arrows on its hind legs rushed from behind, and the enemy was targeting them, the soldiers, not the horses, so no one paid attention to it. The officer was almost stepped on by the galloping warhorse, he quickly grabbed the saddle, turned over, and got on the warhorse.
The wounded steed galloped him out of the canyon like the wind.
The moment the officer rushed out, an enemy spotted the missed guy, and they shouted from behind.
The officers heard their language clearly.
Newcana was invaded by sea barbarians in the twelfth century before the Western Continent, and their language has a deeply rooted barbarian character. In particular, the local dialect is very different from Legrand's lingua franca.
These lurking men are Newcana's rebels.
A doubt crossed the officer's mind:
-Although the economic situation of Newcastle is better than that of Angel, it is only better than that of Angel! Northland has also been plagued by poverty for a long time, and it can be called Angel's troubled brother. So why are these Newcastle rebels suddenly so well armed
Where did they get it from
These doubts flashed past, and the officer never got an answer.
Because the enemy behind him has re-pointed the arrow at him.
The sharp arrow came through the air, and the officer reversed the arc knife to protect his back. In an instant, several arrows missed his shoulders, and he almost fell off the warhorse at his waist, all stuck with his stirrups.
The warhorse was also shot with an arrow, screaming and speeding up, and the final speed broke out.
Man and horse rushed out of the mouth of the canyon.
In the heavy snow, a cavalry came quickly from a distance.
The officer used his last strength and threw the arc knife at the cavalry.
Then he rolled off his horse and plunged headlong into the icy snow. Snow white rustled down, covering his young face.
"problem occurs."
The commander reined in his horse and swung his sword horizontally, preventing his soldiers from advancing.
He saw the scene where the officer of the Anger transport team fell from the horse, and also saw the arc knife inserted not far from them.
"They were attacked! We have to go to the rescue!"
The knight beside him was in a hurry.
"Do not!"
The commander looked calmly at the dark canyon, which seemed to be a poisonous snake with a huge mouth. It has devoured the life of a convoy and is now licking its teeth, waiting for a new offering.
"withdraw!"
"why!"
The knights could hardly believe the orders they heard.
"I said withdraw!"
The commander roared.
Known for their belligerence, Angel soldiers escaped from the canyon and threw their life-equivalent weapons—a warning to them! There is a huge crisis lurking in the canyon, and even if they go, they cannot meet the crisis of the enemy!
The other party chose desperately to convey the news to them.
"withdraw!"
In the commander's roar, the cavalry turned around and returned to Newcana Castle.
The heavy snow soon covered the body of the Angor officer.
Shortly after the cavalry did not approach and quickly withdrew, a group of people appeared at the entrance of the canyon. They were shrouded in snow-white cloaks, wearing fine iron armor that should not be found in the north, and holding a cross in their hands that glowed with cold light. bow.
"Walk."
The leader looked at the shadow of Newcana Castle in the distance, turned his head and said coldly.
Newcana Castle.
The guard had just yawned when he saw the commander, who had left in a hurry, come back with the cavalry. He put down the drawbridge full of doubts. Just as he was about to ask something, he saw the commander running into the castle with a cold face.
"Stand on! Hold on!"
The commander's hoarse command spread with the cold wind.
1432, less than a week before the end of the year.
An urgent battle report has been sent from Newcana Castle.
When the Duke of Buckingham in the Rose Palace received this battle report, the battle report was already full of blood.
…
Tomorrow is a new year.
Today is a joyous celebration.
Thanks to the efforts of the city cleaning team, this is probably the first time that the city of Kossoya has been so tidy.
The streets are clean, the main streets are paved with sewerage systems, and in places that have not yet been paved, garbage no longer accumulates as randomly as it once did. People hung crimson decorative banners on the streets in an effort to bring the city to life.
But this is not destined to be a peaceful celebration.
A messy messenger entered the city gate on horseback, and soon, he was received by the king.
He brought a message that overshadowed the festival:
Northland, Newcana, revolted again.
The fire of war began to spread from Newcana Castle and was spreading rapidly. Angel's transport team to Newcana was cut off. Relying on the newly built Newcana Royal Military Castle, the soldiers stationed in the Northland were struggling day after day.
Upon receiving this news, the king quickly returned to his study, picked up the pen and began to write the writ.
He issued a decree and appointed the Duke of Buckingham as commander-in-chief of the army, directly appointing the duke with the power to recruit.
According to Legrand's military system, all those who received titles and land from the king were obliged to lead their knights to fight when the draft order was issued. This is also the general military system of all countries in this era, but the time of cavalry military service is limited, serving forty days a year.
Fortunately, in "The Change of the Rose", the king relied on the army of the Angel people, and the confrontation between the Duke of Buckingham and the Grand Duke of Grace at that time was also not within the scope of military service.
"Do you think the Duke of Buckingham is ready to recruit?"
Charles watched the king write the decree.
"Yes, he will," replied the king, "but he doesn't have that power, so I give him that power."
There is no room for peace talks, and there is absolutely no need to hold any hellish meetings to negotiate, and those who have money and rice bags may still think that this is a common rebellion that is no different from the past. But over a long distance, the king was sure that his uncle would make the same choice as him:
war.
This is no ordinary rebellion!
Behind this rebellion lies a shadow closely related to the Pope's arrival at Blasey.
In the sky above Kothsoa, the New Year's bell rang, and in the chilling north wind, the goshawks fluttered.
On the days when the old and the new alternated, on the waters of the Abyss Strait, deadly plague ships were heading southeast of Legrand. The prophecy once made by the witch has come true:
- Those plague ships, like dead schools of fish, they come across the sea.
The crowd outside was still in joy, and the king's messenger had already rushed out of the city gates with a letter addressed to the Duke of Buckingham. At the same time, the decree, which symbolized the war of soldiers, also began to set off, and it would spread to all the counties of Legrand.
1432 has passed.
In the early sun of 1433, the Duke of Buckingham made a decision to fight immediately in the palace, and the southeast of the king was seated, and the plague ship was approaching the coastline.
The real frenzy kicked off.