After marching for 3 days, Kant arrived at the central station.
It was the 1,000 Swadian light infantry that slowed down the march.
If only the marching mode of cavalry raids is advanced, it will take one and a half days to reach the vicinity of the central post station. Where is the need for all the troops to forcibly suppress the marching speed and move forward together with the infantry as it is now.
But even so, the marching speed can also be called fast.
The infantry marched at a constant speed.
All the way except for the rest time, they were all marching.
With two legs, I finished the three-day journey, and finally came to the desert plain where the central station is located.
And right in the center of the desert plain, next to the central post station, a troop was in the Anza camp, and there was a supply convoy coming and going behind it, looking lively.
Apparently, that was the troops of Stone Pass.
"Prepare."
Kant spoke in a deep voice.
Behind them, the orderlies passed the orders to the troops.
However, the troops in the rear did not advance directly. Instead, under the deep orders of their respective captains, they quickly dispersed from the long snake-like marching ranks, moved quickly, and the entire team spread out horizontally.
This is their battle queue!
The center is dominated by Swadian heavy cavalry.
On both sides are the left and right armies composed of light infantry, with 500 people as a group, lined up in 3 rows and standing slowly.
Light infantry is indeed the main line of resistance.
But Kant did not need them to hold the line at all.
Because just behind him, 50 extraordinary knights and 200 top knights, when they launched a frontal charge, the troops formed by the group of mercenaries below were simply unable to resist!
Those mercenaries found Kant's troops that appeared at the top of the sand dunes.
The scale of a thousand people is shocking enough.
The top of the dune has been completely occupied.
Especially those knights with men and horses, all in heavy armor, with the sunlight above their heads, even if they were wearing linen burqas, they could feel the coercive power.
A long spear nearly 5 meters in length stands, which is unique to the Kingdom of Swadia, a lance as thick as a fist!
An armor-piercing cone-head lance that can pierce through several people!
Kant led the troops to stand on the top of the sand dune, and the mercenary troops below were already frightened and timid, even crawling and running out of their tents, and even the organized array was crooked and chaotic.
They are all old fritters on the battlefield, and they are all professional mercenaries.
Can distinguish the situation.
In other words, knowing what kind of troops should not be provoked.
For example, at the top of the sand dunes, the Kant troops with heavy cavalry as the center and infantry on both sides belong to the type that cannot be provoked, and it is the type that must not be provoked!
On the sand dunes, there are 200+ elite heavy cavalry, and it is estimated that one charge can wipe them out!
These mercenaries don't have many cavalry.
Even if there are only more than 200 cavalry, they are all light cavalry wearing iron leather armor, and they are almost used for scouting.
Want to directly resist the heavy cavalry who charged and ran directly over
Do not make jokes!
200 heavy cavalry, unless there are 500 of the most elite heavy armored pike infantry who dare to sacrifice, they can resist. Even so, the terrifying inertia brought about by the charge at the peak state, even if the horse is killed, can throw stones into the depths of the crowd It is estimated that 50 heavy cavalry will be killed, and they will be able to smash open the spear phalanx.
Now, these mercenaries do have pikemen, but they are not heavy armor, nor elite infantry, let alone soldiers who dare to sacrifice to stop the charge of heavy cavalry.
Some are just a bunch of greedy, greedy mercenaries!
They would even die for money.
But in order to make more money, they will not throw their lives on the employer's battlefield!
Even for the sake of making money, if the enemy's price is high enough, they can fight back on the battlefield!
mercenary.
One thing about reputation is incomparably messy!
This group of mercenaries was almost full of thoughts, holding the big silver coins in their arms, wearing the chain mail and iron-inlaid leather armor issued by the stone pass, and all kinds of weapons in their hands, they had already prepared for the battle situation. Shun plans to run away immediately.
Even those mercenary captains who had had a drink with Baron Dylan and pretended to be proud had this plan.
No one is a fool who wants to die.
The tables have turned.
It turned out that they were indeed the Rolf who threatened the station.
I really don't like that arrogant guy.
But now, they found that this guy Rolf, who even dared to slap Baron Dylan on the table, said that he was so arrogant that he would go to war, and he really had the confidence.
Now, Rolf's confidence came, but their confidence disappeared.
Disappeared completely.
When Baron Dylan walked out of the post station, he couldn't help breathing a little more quickly.
At the top of the sand dunes, the hundreds of heavy cavalry are extremely deterrent, not to mention the heavily armed left and right sides, wearing nailed mail armor, holding Germanic swords and fan-shaped shields, they can be regarded as the main infantry.
Compared with the messy group of mercenaries below, both the equipment and the discipline are all excellent!
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Rolf's arrogant laughter couldn't stop ringing.
He walked forward quickly, and the elite desert robbers brought his horse. Rolf turned on the horse swiftly, but asked Baron Dylan reservedly: "Do you want to meet Lord Kant together?"
"Oh, there's no need, I'll just wait here for little Kant to come over." Baron Dylan replied coldly.
"Then please wait."
What responded to him was still Rolf's answer with arrogant laughter.
"Hmph!" Baron Dylan snorted coldly.
Seeing Rolf lead the team to the sand dune to greet him quickly, his face became more and more gloomy. He turned to look at the vassal knights behind him, hesitated for a moment, and then came to the side of the two strange knights and asked in a low voice. Said: "The current situation is already very unfavorable for us. If...wrong, we will definitely be in a weak position if we go to war with this little kid like Kant. After all, their troops seem to be very sophisticated."
"Well, what you said makes sense." The two strange knights nodded, but they didn't pay attention to Baron Dylan with their haughty looks, and waved like a real general: "You negotiate with him first, and touch him." Qing Kant's situation."
"Yes." Baron Dylan nodded, but when he lowered his head, the eyes in his eyes were extremely resentful.
Accept the support of the forces of the East County.
The power that also represented the East County Territory began to infiltrate his power.
Baron Dylan, who has lost his ability to control himself, has lost the capital to contend with the forces of the East County after passing through his right-hand man's great knight and being cut off.
He looked up at the approaching Kant and the huge army.
Baron Dylan's eyes flickered.
The power of the East County Territory is huge, and he does not actually need to join, just because the location of Jianshi Pass is so good, it is just at the pass of the Sanwaya Mountains, and it is located in the very center of the salt trade.
If the overall situation is settled, it is estimated that he, the baron of the Stone Pass, will be transferred away if he is lucky.
With bad luck, it is estimated that it will disappear mysteriously.
Those high-ranking nobles who eat people without spitting out their bones have always played like this.
But for now, he still chose to forbear, and walked towards his mercenary army with the two strange knights and his vassal knights.
Seeing those vassal knights licking their faces in flattery, Baron Dylan felt disgusted.
"Master Dylan."
Next to him, the vassal knight who had followed him for a long time said softly: "Now, these guys from the Eastern County are getting more and more crossed the line. I don't think it will be long. Lord Dylan, your authority will be..."
"Shut up!" Baron Dylan glared at him fiercely.
Turning around, no one noticed them, and then reminded softly again: "Now we still have to rely on them, don't make any mistakes for me, if we lose them, we probably won't be able to stay in the Stone Pass, if you don't want to If you are still working as a desperate wandering knight as before, then shut up for me."
This vassal knight was a good partner of Baron Dylan back then. Like the vassal knight who died or was captured with 600 knight attendants, they were all elite cavalry brought by Princess Sophia in the Silver Plate Kingdom.
That's why the three of them can stand side by side, as close as brothers.
But when Baron Dylan became the lord of Stone Pass, he had more things to consider, and the distance also increased a lot.
The vassal knight shut up.
It's just that there is still an indignant look on his face.
Looking at those knights who were licking their faces and flattering them, he gritted his teeth and cursed: "This group of damned fellows, when they were wandering knights, but you, Lord Dylan, took them in, now turn around and forget about them!"
"I mean you shut up."
Baron Dylan snorted coldly.
However, the brows were a bit more gloomy, and his footsteps paused slightly. He turned his head to face the most trusted vassal knight, and there was a bit of anger in his eyes, but it quickly disappeared: "I have a task for you." .”
"You said." The vassal knight nodded.
"I need you to create some accidents...for example...this..." Baron Dylan ordered him softly, and a stern look flashed in his eyes: "Do you understand?"
"But this...my end..." The vassal knight gasped.
"rest assured."
Baron Dylan patted him on the shoulder: "I will protect you." After a pause, he looked into his eyes and said solemnly: "The three of us made it through even the most difficult time, and now the only ones left The two of us, if I can't rely on you, if I can't keep you, what friends do I have?"
The vassal knight hesitated, but looking at Baron Dylan's firm eyes, he nodded affirmatively: "I see!"
"good!"
Baron Dylan patted him on the shoulder.
The two looked at Kant with a bit of ferocity and cruelty in their eyes.
PS: I have a bad cold recently, the update is not working, I have been on a bottle for 2 days, I don’t want to explain too much. In the past period of time, there will be more explosions. Some trainee trumpets, not even apprentices, came to criticize people confidently, a little annoyed. Bringing the rhythm is not what you bring, it is really enough.
(end of this chapter)