Dudolo's eyes lit up when he heard it, he raised his head and stared at Xia Ya, swallowing hard: "Master, you... won't you be fooling me? The battlefield is dangerous, I really went, in case what you said is not there, The tomahawk of the Odins will not be merciful. I, Dodoro, are loyal to you. If the Odins cut off their heads, no one will serve you like this in the future..."
Xia said with a smile: "I said, I'm still reluctant to let the person who goes with you die. Don't worry."
Duoduo stood there and hesitated for a while, then finally gritted his teeth, raised his head and said, "Master, I have taken over this task, but... I still want to ask you for someone!"
"Want a person?" Xiaya was a little puzzled, then he frowned and looked at Dodo Luo: "Salpa and the others have their own affairs, I can't assign a fierce general to be your bodyguard, don't even think about it. "
"... Of course I'm not asking you to send a general." Dodoro smiled flatteringly, but his smile was a little cunning: "The person I want, you won't need him temporarily, but I think it's definitely worth taking him there. It's useful, people, you always have to practice hard before you can train it out."
"Okay, who do you want?" Xia sighed.
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Ilent thinks he must have not prayed before going to bed last night!
The poor young farmer stared at Dodoro with frightened eyes. He wanted to be angry, but he didn't even want to be angry.
In fact, when Irent heard the order brought by Dodoro and the warrant signed by Mr. Xia, his eyes suddenly turned black, his legs were weak, and he almost sat on the ground!
It took a few minutes for Ilent to fall into a semi-collapsed state. His lips trembled, and he finally regained his senses from the smug, smug laughter. Then the young farmer screamed and jumped up. , grabbed Duoduo's shoulders with both hands, and said viciously: "It's you! It must be you who wanted to kill me, right? Wuwuwuwuwu... How could the adults send me to do this kind of death thing... "
Dodoro slapped Irent's hand off with a slap, raised his chin arrogantly and looked at this guy: "Hmph, Irent, you have to understand that if you want to carry out such a arduous task with me, then It is the adults who look up to you and give you a precious opportunity to exercise, and it is also a test! If you want to be promoted and valued by the adults, you must take this opportunity well. Only by showing hard work and making contributions can you make people feel good. Impressive."
Irent bit his lip with a mourning look on his face: "I don't believe it... You must be trying to kill me... woo woo woo, Lord Dodoro, I will never fight against you again, never again with you Is it alright to fight for favor in front of adults? You, the old man, just let me live..."
Duoduo snorted miraculously: "Don't cry like a woman! After all, he's a man, isn't he just an army of more than ten thousand Odins! With this mage there, they will be wiped out in the blink of an eye! Humph..."
(It's because you lead the team that I'm afraid, you bastard must be trying to take the opportunity to kill Lao Tzu.) Irent looked at Dodoro.
Dodoro changed his expression of kindness, patted Ilent on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Okay, don't talk nonsense, you'll be ready to set off with us. Hmm... Actually, there is nothing to prepare, the lord has already Send someone to prepare the luggage, we are a group of 20 people, each of whom has two high-quality horses, without any heavy weapons and equipment, and set off lightly."
Irent turned blue and white, and finally after a while, the young farmer sighed.
"I... let me write a suicide note first, okay?"
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Blackgrass Mountain is just one of many small hillsides in the south of County More.
In the southern part of More County, there are many small hillsides... In fact, these small hillsides are really difficult to use the word "mountain" to describe, but they are just small soil slopes raised on the plain.
But Blackgrass Mountain faces a small river, one of the many branches of the southern Moor River. On weekdays, there is a road here.
This is not a lively main road, and the road is not wide. The most important thing is that the location of this road is not good. It lies on the southeast side of Moor County. Every summer, once the rainy season comes and the river overflows, the road will be washed away. In addition, this road is a small road that leads directly from the south to Denzel City, but it does not directly lead to Mesta, the most lively commercial capital city in More County, so even the caravans that come and go do not. choose to walk this path.
On weekdays, only people from a few nearby villages and towns use this road.
It is the morning at this moment, the sun is not bad, the sun is not too hot, it is a rare good weather.
After a summer of flooding with rain, and no maintenance during the war, the dirt roads that had been soaked in rain for several months have become potholed after the original mud has dried up.
If people walk on this road, they will feel that it is difficult to walk with one foot deep and one foot shallow. As for horses, be careful that horses will sprain their hooves on this kind of road.
Although the sun was shining on him, Irent, the young former farmer, was still shaking all over.
He rode on a group of beautiful large white horses, dressed in bright Byzantine imperial army armor - this armor was clean and polished, and there was not even a single broken scar. Yrent was originally a young farmer, and he was tall. He wore such a beautiful armor and sat on a snow-white horse with a tall head. From a distance, he really had a little posture.
There was even a bright red long feather inserted into Irent's helmet!
It looks so cool!
It's just... If you get closer, you will find that poor Illende is on the horse, but his body is shaking, and the shaking body armor parts collide with each other, making a clinking sound.
Behind Ilent, twenty soldiers lined up, all dressed in Byzantine cavalry uniforms. However, it is obvious that the armor and horses are far less gorgeous than the Irent.
Wearing gorgeous armor like an imperial general, he rode a steed that he could only look at from a distance, and he was followed by a team of elite cavalry.
In such a scene, it was as if Ilent's dream had suddenly come true!
But at this moment, poor Irent was shaking his teeth and kept making a "gggg" sound.
In my stomach, I have scolded and cursed that damn Dodo 10,000 times.
gorgeous! Gorgeous has a fart!
Irent's face was pale.
Although this majestic scene, the pompous pomp, can be regarded as getting his wish, but...
But this time I came to carry out the "decoy" mission!
Bait!
You, and the group of elite cavalry behind him are all bait to attract the Odin army!
Irent's task is that when the Odins come here, he is responsible for leading the team to find a way to attract the enemy's idea, or even deliberately feigning the enemy, after annoyed the other party, retreat all the way and let the Odins chase all the way. With these people, they headed towards the predetermined location.
so…
"That bastard must have done it on purpose." Irent sighed in grief and indignation.
The bright and gorgeous armor, the high-headed horse with a white body without a single stray hair, and the long red feathers on its head... All these make him stand out among the cavalry, and he can't be more dazzling. , eye-catching can not be more eye-catching!
But he is here to be the bait! The meaning of being a bait is: the more conspicuous you are, the more Odins will take themselves as the most obvious target once they come after them! !
…
Just as the armor on Irent was clinking non-stop, a cloud of dust gradually floated up on the road in the distance!
A group of black cavalry slowly appeared in the line of sight!
The tribal flag of the Chixue Army has not been displayed, but looking at the attire, it must be Odin!
The dark cavalry team, most of the cavalry are riding the kind of majestic and long-horned reindeer. Although this kind of heavy mount is not suitable for long-distance galloping, it has the ability to surpass ordinary cavalry in short-distance charge. impact! And this kind of reindeer can carry more weight than horses for short distances. In the Odin cavalry, most of those reindeer are wearing black iron armor.
The Odin warriors on the mounts are all majestic Odin warriors. Their armors are a bit muffled. Some wear thick cowhide armor, some wear black iron armor, and some have armor that is obviously captured by the Byzantine Empire. Equipment has been modified. As for the weapons of these cavalrymen, most of the Odins, who were born with sturdy physique, chose heavy heavy weapons. The prismatic hammer and the long-handled double-edged battle axe were the most common, but very few held spears.
The cavalry didn't walk fast, and right after that, there were black infantry groups, and the walking Odin warriors were all dressed in black armor. Although the styles were very mixed, their eyes were all chilling black! The iron-making skills of the Odins are not as good as those of Byzantium. Their armor has always been biased towards roughness and heavyness, but after being heavy and clumsy, the defense is extremely strong. Speaking of, it's not a problem.
However, the appearance of this dark Odin army, and the savage aura of slaughter, immediately made the eyes of Irent sitting on the horse black - poor Irent was only a few months ago. Farmer, when has he seen such a battle
Just when he was so frightened that he was about to faint, suddenly, a steady voice came from behind him.
The speaker was a cavalryman in a team. This cavalryman was obviously a veteran, but he was transferred from the Sixth Corps after the reorganization.
"Sir... don't be afraid, you have to face it if you are afraid, you have to face it if you are not afraid, it's better to let go of your heart. On the battlefield, there is a saying that swords will hide from those brave people, and the more afraid people are, the faster they die. !"
The old soldier's words fell into Ilent's ears, and the young farmer suddenly felt as if a strong current had passed through his body.
In fact, Irent hardly listened to the words behind the veteran. In his ears, it was only this sentence that echoed repeatedly.
"grown ups!"
"grown ups!!"
"grown ups!!!"
Irent's eyes suddenly became a little different.
He... He called me "Master"!
grown ups! I, Illante, will one day be called an "adult"! The humble and insignificant little farmer has transformed himself into the "adult" in the mouth of these elite cavalry!
My lord... What a soothing title this is!
At this moment, I am an "adult"! It is the "adult" of these elite cavalry! !
Ha ha ha ha! !
Suddenly, Ilente's miraculous body stopped shaking, his face turned pale, and even the hand holding the long sword became somewhat conscious.
"Blow the flag!" said the young farmer in a hoarse voice.
Soon, the cavalry behind him raised a big flag high, took off the horn on his waist, and blew it loudly.
The loud bugle and the big flag immediately alerted the Odin army coming from a distance.
The fierce Odins really deserved to be the elite Chixue Army. They quickly discovered this Byzantine cavalry in front of the road! The entire army immediately stopped. The cavalry then immediately separated from both sides of the road, placing the infantry in the middle.
This is a gesture to meet the enemy!
And... the Odins are in trouble!
As Char guessed, this Odin army was temporarily mobilized to go north for some reason. Manninger was indeed unprepared, and sent troops north in a hurry. After Manninger got the exact information, he learned that the small group of Byzantine remnants in the small town of Denzel had become so powerful that north of him, the commander of the Chixue Army immediately noticed it keenly. Danger in it! Without hesitation, he immediately ordered the withdrawal of an army on the front line that was fighting fiercely with the Corsicans, and immediately went north!
For Manninger, defeating the Corsicans was a huge win, but it was the icing on the cake. And the Byzantine resistance remnants behind him are his real threat! Because the north is the retreat for his entire Chixue Army!
Manninger strives to defeat the enemy hiding behind him as quickly as possible! So the strategy he set for this army is: rush!
The leader is Manninger's eldest son, Morka. This young patriarch's son is also quite prestigious in the army, and after experience, he appears to be more and more calm. At the critical moment, Manninger chose to believe in his son. The order he gave Morka was: go north quickly, open a road all the way to the mountains and bridge the water, and if you encounter anyone, whether military or civilian, you will be killed! To prevent the news from leaking! Be sure to suddenly appear under Denzel City with a mighty thunderbolt and take Denzel City in one fell swoop!
Morka did this along the way, and it has to be said that what he did was a success. Even the route of the march was chosen very cleverly.
However, by chance, A Cai, who was from the Zaku tribe who was good at mountain reconnaissance, discovered the whereabouts of this Odin army, which was exposed to Xia Yajun's sight.
At this moment, Morka personally led the army in the cavalry team, and suddenly saw a small group of Byzantine cavalry appear on the road ahead, Morka suddenly felt a little uneasy!
He quickly rushed to the forefront to look out.
… The number of people is small, but only twenty cavalry. Is it a small group of scouts and scouts? Accidentally bumped into yourself here
But... the armor of this cavalry seems to be more gorgeous and brighter than the style of ordinary Byzantine cavalry.
In particular, the level of armor that the cavalry leader is wearing is obviously not something that an ordinary cavalry squad is qualified to equip!
Morka, who was very familiar with the Byzantine military system, recognized it immediately. It was a set of hills and mountains armor! It is a high-level equipment that only senior officers above the flag regiment level in the Byzantine Army can possess!
Above the flag level
Then it seems to explain it!
This cavalry is not a scout cavalry, but... a senior officer who accidentally came here, with his guard cavalry!
Hmm... maybe so...
Morka didn't have time to think too much. One of the problems he had to face was: the other party discovered his army!
In any case, this enemy army must be completely destroyed, and they cannot be allowed to escape and bring back the news! Otherwise, his plan to attack Denzel City will fail, and once it becomes a frontal attack, he will suffer higher losses than expected...
"Cavalry attack!" Morka raised his hand and shouted: "Kill those Byzantines! One cannot be spared! The guards come with me!!"
The young patriarch's son, the prancing horse, raised his axe and took the lead in rushing out!
It has to be said that this kind of action by the main general to charge in person can boost morale. The Odin cavalry behind them cheered for a while, and ran out after their main general!
A black stream of iron rushed over the road in an instant!
…
The two sides were still two arrows away. Seeing that the Odins rushed over, there was some commotion on the side of the Byzantines. The veteran behind him squinted at the charging Odins, and immediately said to Ilent: "Sir, they are coming, we can retreat."
"No! Wait!" Ilent actually made such an unexpected answer! Although the farmer was shaking nervously, he gritted his teeth: "Not close enough! As soon as we run, they will find something wrong! You all spread out! Don't make the team so tidy and look flustered! !spread!"
Ilente's sudden outburst of courage shocked everyone. However, those veterans were all experienced people, and immediately a flag-bearer quickly threw the flag on the ground next to it, and the twenty or so cavalry immediately dispersed, showing a panicked appearance.
The horses spun around and the dust was flying.
"A little closer, a little closer..."
Ilent murmured with trembling lips!
The dark cavalry of the Odins seems to be able to see clearly, and the young farmer can even see the fierce eyes and hideous expressions of the Odin warriors who are leading the charge!
At this time, his legs and feet were a little weak, but he still clenched his teeth and straightened his spine.
Finally... When the distance between the two sides was narrowed to only a single arrow, Illent finally shouted: "A salvo! Let's run!"
The chaotic horse team and the cavalry used their bows to release a round of arrows at the oncoming Odins, but the distance was too far. After the arrows were shot, they fell crookedly on the road ahead of the Odins' charge. , This panicked scene even attracted the disdain and ridicule of the Odins. The roars of the Odins became more and more fierce and frantic, and they stepped up to urge the mounts to run.
"Run, run, run, run!!!"
Irent finally exhausted the last bit of courage, he shouted, turned his horse, and ran out of the team first!
At this moment, this sparse equestrian farmer actually surpassed his fellow veterans in speed! !
Seeing that Irent suddenly went mad, the horse ran away. The veterans around seemed to be stunned, and then everyone followed suit, turning around and running behind...
However, after running for a few steps, the old soldier suddenly looked at the team... the figure with Chang Yu stuck in the hat, ran far away from his team.
"Oops! Your lord ran in the wrong direction!"
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Irent was indeed going in the wrong direction.
Originally, the young farmer was supported by an idealized courage, but when the real Odin approached, this courage collapsed immediately.
Poor Illende almost ran wildly on a prancing horse, but he didn't realize that he was not running with his cavalry!
He had left the team, had left the road, and rushed out towards the slash alone.
Waiting for Ilent to react, he turned his head and saw that his team was at least tens of meters away from him! On the other hand, he slanted towards the woods on the side!
See, damn it!
Irent hurriedly beat the horses hard, but he, who was originally slack in riding, suddenly lost his hands and feet at such a pass. After two strokes of the whip, he fell to the ground. The anxious farmer could only use his long sword to move towards the horse. The horse was hit hard on the buttocks.
The pained warhorse suddenly neighed and rushed out at a speed that exceeded normal standards!
Irent's face was pale, but he heard a roar behind him that made him lose his soul!
Looking back, the Odin army between them had already split up into a small team, ran diagonally out of the road, but was chasing after him staring at his butt!
The Odins behind him roared: "Catch the one with the red feather! It must be an official!!"
Irent lay on the horse's back, roaring in his heart: "I'm going to die, I'm going to die..."
At this moment, Ylente suddenly felt blessed, grabbed his long sword, and stabbed it hard on the horse's butt!
The steed neighed miserably, its hooves flying like a fly, and it swept away with a gust of wind like crazy! It ran as fast as lightning!
Irent sat on the horse, only to feel the wind whistling beside his ears, and he couldn't even open his eyes. He just closed his eyes and hugged the horse's neck tightly.
Suddenly, I don't know how long I ran, and I heard a plop!
When I opened my eyes, I saw that the horses had already run to the river in the direction of retreat. The horses did not know to stop when they were in pain, and jumped into the river at one end.
Irent was wearing an armor that was as heavy as a tortoise shell. As soon as he fell into the water, he immediately sank, no matter how his hands fluttered, but that gorgeous mountain armor was more than dozens of pounds? Wearing it on his body, it was almost as if a hand was dragging him down.
"Damn... Duoduo, if I can go back alive, it's not over with you..."