"Whoosh!"
An arrow flew past Zhang Yang's side, and he didn't look back. He just lowered his body as low as possible and controlled the horse to gallop.
He was discovered shortly after riding on the prairie hunting horse, because he did not escape far from the battlefield from the beginning.
The north-south ditch was less than three hundred meters long, which was why he encountered the Jatu nomad.
The opponent just wanted to make a circle to intercept the defeated troops in front, but in the end they ran into the unlucky Zhang Yang.
Now, the two Jatu attackers abandoned their defeated troops and were approaching.
Perhaps the only good thing is that the three Jatu Lancers are chasing the knight attendant named Ron. As for the other one,
He should have died, and then a Jatu Lancer also died. This is the cruelty of a face-to-face lance confrontation.
"Whoosh!"
Another feather arrow came, only ten centimeters away from him, which showed that the opponent was getting closer and closer.
But Zhang Yang was not worried at all, because he could already see the wall of Penn Town in front of him, and could vaguely hear the sound of horns.
He turned his horse to the left and rushed into a green wheat field. This was to avoid the three Jatu Lancers in front of him. Zhang Yang was not stingy with his horsepower and ran like crazy. Life and death were only two minutes away.
Sure enough, in less than half a minute, the three Jatu Lancers gave up the chase and turned around. These Jatu squads came and went like the wind. They were extremely alert and would immediately flee when something went wrong, so even the regular army had a headache.
Zhang Yang ran out of the wheat field and stopped on the side of the road. He could see dust rising in the direction of Penn Town, and at least dozens of cavalry rushed out.
Now, it's his turn to make a choice. Should he turn around and run away to become a wandering knight? Well, that's right. He now has horses, men and swords. Those caravans are willing to hire him. He can always make money from a trip. For a few hundred dinars, he could live and drink in the town of Penn for a while, if he didn't die in the battle.
The other option is whether to continue to join the army of Baron Charles. This horse and scimitar are still very likely to become his trophies, and then he will fight for the king, but the chance of dying in battle is greater, because the enemy They are the more ferocious Daksha people.
In just one second, Zhang Yang made a decision. He came here to fight, because only by fighting can he gain experience, grow, and finally leave here.
You can't just get married and have children in this world, just settle down and take root.
"Boom!"
The knight in bright armor rushed over, and the ground shook. Zhang Yang dismounted and hid on the edge. He thought he would be questioned, but he was not.
Those proud Sarion knights, led by two lion knights, rushed over arrogantly. Although they were destined to be unable to catch up with the Jatu squad, they should be able to save some defeated troops.
"You're very nice. My name is Ron. What's your name?"
After eating a mouthful of dust, I saw a horse stop, it was the Sarion knight retinue who almost died.
It must be worth mentioning that the retinue of the Sarion Knights are already nobles. Although they are the lowest level and have no inheritance rights, they can be upgraded to the Sarion Knights. As long as they make military exploits, they can basically get a small noble. The fiefdom of the village.
If they can continue to perform meritorious service, they can be selected to join the more glorious Order of the Lion Knights, which is a direct descendant of King Ulric.
If you want to go one step further and upgrade to the most powerful disciplinary knight in the continent, well, that is basically impossible.
"My lord, my name is Theo, a new recruit from Hadley Village."
Zhang Yang saluted respectfully, while his eyes glanced at the opponent's chain armor and the disappeared lance. This was enough for him to determine the truth of the matter, that is, the Jatu Lancer was killed by Ron in front of him.
After all, only powerful knights can control a solid lance, and followers like them basically use hollow lances that break at the touch of a touch.
Therefore, this proves from the side that this is a promising knight's retinue.
"You killed a Jatu nomad? Well done, really good. I will record the credit for you, but now, Theo, a recruit from Hadley Village, I hope you will go to Payne Town to rest immediately. Before this evening, you have to come to the recruit camp to report to me."
After saying that, Ron blinked happily, and the meaning of his words was obvious.
"Yes, my lord."
Zhang Yang saluted, and now he can go to Penn Town to sell the loot.
Twenty minutes later, he arrived at the gate of Penn Town, which was originally a knight's fortress. Baron Charles's grandfather was a lion knight. He built the fortress and gradually developed the surrounding area, eventually forming what it is today. small town.
The city wall is not high and is made of logs. There are simple arrow towers and lookout posts on it. You can also see a few soldiers carrying bows and arrows talking and laughing.
The city gate is also made of wood and is very primitive. Two soldiers with spears are standing guard, but they have no intention of checking. Some men and women with dark faces and shabby clothes are constantly coming in and out. Some of them are leading two sheep or Catching a pig, or driving a few ducks.
This is going to be let out to graze, and there is absolutely no way it will be fed with food.
Zhang Yang led the horse and walked in. He was faced with a muddy pond-like street, which exuded a stench that mixed with the aroma of baking bread on the street corner. It was very dreamy.
In a house facing the street, the attic window was open, and a middle-aged prostitute who had just woken up was gargling her mouth expressionlessly, gurgling, puffing, and yelling.
Two idle guys in round hats were leaning like dogs against the wall where the sun was not directly shining, catching lice while looking around with a sly look.
This is the town of Penn.
Walk forward fifty meters and you will see a side street. Go to the end on the left and you will see the barracks, the fortress of Baron Charles and a manor. Go to the right and you will see the Roaring Tavern, the She-Donkey Inn, and the Old Hodder Blacksmith Shop. Sylva Bread Oven, Terra Grocery, these constitute the commercial center of Penn Township.
Zhang Yang stopped in front of the She-Donkey Inn and placed the scimitar, the leather jacket and leather boots ripped off from the Jatu people in the open space. This meant that they were for sale.
As for why we are here, it's because the hotel is full of caravans, and they need to buy horses.
Of course, if you are lucky enough to meet a rich man who wants to become a wandering knight, it will be fine.
Facts have proved that Zhang Yang's judgment was correct. He only waited less than half an hour before the prairie hunting horse was spotted by a caravan that was about to set off. He bought it for 150 dinars to pull the cart.
The price is not high, but Zhang Yang only wants speed.
The scimitar was bought by a hired guard whose weapon happened to be broken, and he was only given 50 dinars.
The leather jacket and boots only cost 12 dinars.
This amount of money is really a huge amount of money for Zhang Yang and the idle guys in Penn Town at this moment. If he doesn't have some means, he will probably become a corpse before tomorrow morning. .
So Zhang Yang turned around and went to the old Hod Blacksmith Shop.
Although joining the regular army is to issue weapons, if you think about it, you will know what it will be like, nothing more than wooden sticks and iron forks.
For your ambitious plan, it is necessary to prepare some weapons.
Old Hodder's Smithy was neither famous nor outstanding, but it was responsible for forging weapons for Baron Charles' ordinary soldiers.
"Theo, I heard that you killed a Jatu man this morning?"
As soon as he entered the door, a shirtless young man inside raised his head and smiled. This is Daniel, the apprentice of the blacksmith Old Hod. He is also from Hadley Village. He is a childhood friend of the original owner. He has been an apprentice in the blacksmith shop for eight years now. .
"That's right, so I want to join Lord Baron's army. Maybe after a while, you will salute me and say hello." Zhang Yang smiled slightly.
"Haha, actually, as long as you can come back alive, that's better than anything else." Daniel felt a little emotional, then he looked back and lowered his voice and said: "You have made a fortune, are you planning to buy some good guys? Don't worry, old Hod doesn't At home, I can pick something good for you, and by the way, how many dinars do you have?"
"200 dinars."
"It's really good. I want to go to war when I hear it. Well, it's impossible to buy chain armor with this money. This leather vest is good, made of hard cowhide, and it costs you 30 dinars. This leather helmet is lined on the inside. I made the iron bars, and I’ll give you 20 dinars. Do you have leather boots? Go and pick out the right ones yourself, and I’ll give you 20 dinars.”
Daniel talked nonchalantly, but his hands were not slow.
"When it comes to the battlefield, a shield is indispensable. Do you want a wooden shield covered with leather or a wooden shield inlaid with iron? The wooden shields here in Old Hod are all made of ten-year-old willow wood, but I suggest you choose this round wooden shield. If you have ten iron bars that cannot be cut with a sword, how about 40 dinars for you?"
"Where's this shield?"
Zhang Yang looked at a large round shield in the corner.
"Ha, I don't recommend you to take that piece. It is a trophy brought back by Lord Charles. It is said that its owner is a Vanskerry pirate leader. Old Hod later restored it and used a walnut heart. , 20 iron bars were used on the inside and outside, which is twice the weight of a conventional shield. The most important thing is that it costs 100 dinars."
"I want it." Zhang Yang was very persistent. He didn't want to say that he was afraid of death.
Daniel looked at him carefully and nodded, "Okay, let's make the deal, but in this case, you can only use some simple weapons."
"It doesn't matter. Get me an ax with a shorter handle."
As Zhang Yang spoke, he picked up the Vanskerry guard buckler. It was indeed very heavy, weighing almost twenty kilograms. On the battlefield, it really couldn't be used without enough strength.
However, Zhang Yang's power is now 15, which is barely usable, and as long as he upgrades to two more levels, it will almost be enough.
After changing his equipment and leaving 190 dinars, Zhang Yang went to the grocery store and bought a water bag, a bag that could be carried on his back, a piece of linen to wrap wounds, and two pieces of black bread that were hard enough to kill someone. A small packet of bacon jerky.
At this point, he was empty again, so he went straight to the barracks to report without staying.