In addition to Foldberg, the most difficult territory to attack in the entire Earl of Berg is the village of Vitral under Baron Wolf.

This village, which retains a strong tribal atmosphere, stands on the top of a steep hill. Unless a cattle and horse are used to pull siege cars and climb up the slope in front of the village entrance, the siegemen can only use soldiers carrying siege ladders to try to break through their village walls.

The siege tower is even more important. The steep hillside beside the village wall is enough to make any engineer feel scared. Whether their siege tower can push up the steep slope is one thing, and whether it can maintain balance on the steep slope will not overturn is another thing.

Baron Abette had already developed a desire to retreat. This afternoon's attack was their last attempt, and he would let the most elite knights and private soldiers take the lead and try to break through their village walls.

Originally, when Baron Abette had just surrounded the village two weeks ago under the order of Count Luoyon, he and his soldiers also laughed at the "barbarian" soldiers wearing animal skins on the walls of the village in the distance, carrying javelins made of crooked branches, and he and his soldiers also mocked the poor as uncivilized country bumpkins.

But the fact is that the country bumpkins in their eyes have caused more than a hundred casualties to them, but they are always standing still, just being unable to break through their village walls.

They had tried using the method of calves to pull the siege car uphill last week. When the siege car was pulled down to the place with the largest slope, the cunning archers on the village wall began to concentrate their firepower to shoot the four poor animals.

After the four cows mooed sadly and fell to the ground, the heavy siege car lost control and slid down the slope with the calf's corpse full of arrows, crushing the soldiers who had no time to dodge on the sliding road to pieces and shattering their livers and brains. The cow's corpse was also rubbed along the way to blood and blood, and covered in mud.

Finally, the siege car rushed back to the siege camp in the forest below the slope at high speed, which was in a mess and terrible sight. However, the only comfort was that everyone who siege that day ate stewed beef with a strong earthy smell.

In addition, according to the defeated soldiers who retreated to the siege camp, some brave soldiers had successfully killed their village walls under the "javeline rain", but what was terrifying was that a group of "crazy barbarians" with long-handled reverse blades suddenly surged on the village walls. The remaining limbs and human organs splashed everywhere, and just looking at them at once could be scared.

In fact, Simon, the "crazy barbarian" mentioned by these soldiers, had seen them before. They were entourages under Baron Wolf, or private soldiers.

These warriors were the best warriors in the entire Baron Wolf's territory. They vowed to the Baron to be loyal. Even if they had more wealth than ordinary warriors, they preferred to wear helmets and armor, and rushing to the battlefield with passionate swords, and were famous for their cruelty and selflessness.

Baron Wolf remains with many traditions and surprisingly similarities that are far away in Brittany, Wales, Ireland and Scotland.

But Baron Abette lacked interest in this, and he only felt extremely frustrated - he could not even beat a group of "uncivilized barbarians". It was a joke when it was spread. No, maybe it had become a joke. The colleagues who besieged Dusseldorf had the least lacking in time chatting and gossip.

Under the scorching sun, the knights wore Norman helmets, heavy chain mail, held large shields, and dripped beads of sweat as big as beans, gasping for breath, and walked towards the hillside step by step.

The freeminist soldiers wearing light and soft armored armed clothes had already rushed to the front of the knights on the siege ladder. The soldiers on the village wall roared viciously and threw the javelin made of branches towards the soldiers who were climbing the hill.

Although this batch of rough-made javelins deviated from the ballistics in the air because of the uneven surface of the gun body, their power did not decrease at all.

Many free civilian soldiers' hands were old and even about to fall apart, and the wooden shields themselves were thin and could not stop the javelin at all. From time to time, people screamed and fell to the ground.

At the same time, the archers on the village wall kept firing arrows. Baron Wolf's archers wore large green hoods, wide robes, and longbows in their hands.

Some archers holding recurved bows, soft armored caps, and armed clothes were also mixed up and kept firing arrows under the village wall. They were archers under Baron Carl.

At that time, Baron Carl and Baron Abette fought a battle near Duisburg, but were defeated. Fortunately, his archers and cavalry were still intact, so he fled to Baron Wolf's territory overnight and fought with him against Baron Abette's attack.

When the knights arrived under the village wall, Baron Wolf's soldiers and Baron Carl's private soldiers brought up the few remaining stones and smashed them under the village wall. Several freeminist soldiers and knights were smashed to the ground with a loud bang.

After a while, the last big stone on the village wall was also thrown down.

The Abette Knights and the elite pedestrian cavalry, who had no worries, let go and climbed up the ladder together.

On the village wall, Baron Wolf's warriors were bloodthirsty and frenzy, while Baron Carl's soldiers who fought side by side looked solemn. They did not advocate bravery and selfless spirits. They had been defeated by these enemies once, and they were afraid of these enemies who were about to fight against each other.

"Let us wash our shame with their blood!" Baron Carl came to the village wall in person with his sword, and loudly encouraged the soldiers around him.

"Kill them all!" Seeing that the lord and the lord had all taken action in person, the soldiers' fear was wiped out and their blood boiled.

"Kill!!!"

Not long after, soldiers from both sides launched a fierce hand-to-hand battle on the village wall.

A knight who climbed the village wall didn't know how long it had passed, but he only knew that he had killed two entourage vows and a Baron Carl's axe gunman.

At this moment, a commotion came from behind him. He couldn't help but look back, and his heart sank to the bottom of the valley - rolling black smoke came out of the direction of the siege camp in the forest.

"Stay steady, an enemy attacked our camp despicablely, but Baron Abette has already dealt with them. Don't let go, victory is right in front of you!" A confidant Abette knight who had just climbed up the village wall encouraged everyone loudly.

The knights and elite pedal cavalry, who were originally shaking their army, seemed to have received a reassurance.

However, not long after, there were dense sounds of horse hooves from far to near on the battlefield under the village wall, and the sound of "pops" of the riding spears breaking, as well as the screams and curses of the soldiers of the Freedom.

The knight looked back again and couldn't help but open his mouth wide. The strange cavalry with blue and green cross-colored antlers on the shield was killing the friendly forces on the battlefield under the wall, fleeing everywhere like rats in broad daylight.

"Our support has arrived, don't be kind, kill them all!" Baron Wolf and Baron Carl, with exhausted faces lit up, and they led the warriors to send high battle cry and rushed towards the knights who were already panicked at this time.

"Ahhhh!"

"Taste my awesomeness, damn invader!"

The knights who had already developed a desire to retreat in their hearts began to retreat, and gradually began to be unable to withstand the attacks of the highly motivated enemies.

A warrior's sharp long-handled, anti-blade sword cut the chain mail on the armed knight into iron rings, and tore the armed clothes under the knight's chain mail.

A blood mist burst out, causing the brave Vowed Warrior's naked upper body to be dyed red in an instant, and the soldiers around him let out bloodthirsty and hearty laughter.

"Stop, stop beating, I surrender!"

Some knights and pedestrians simply put down their weapons and surrendered.

They had no idea of ​​fighting to the death and shedding the last drop of blood. They thought they had tried their best in the battle, and even if they surrendered, they would not lose their honor.

"Open the village door!"

Under Baron Wolf's order, the gate of the village gate was removed, and the long-standing soldiers rushed out of the village like a tide, pounced on the fleeing enemies like hungry wolves.

"Simon Lange, it's so delightful to see you," Baron Carl and Baron Wolf rode out of the village gate, with bright smiles on their faces. "Thank you for taking action to turn the situation around at the most critical moment. We will always remember this glorious battle and what you did!"

"You're welcome, Lord Carl, Lord Wolf. We have successfully captured their empty siege camp just now, but unfortunately Baron Abette was hit by two arrows in his chest. I'm afraid he won't survive tonight and cannot be exchanged for ransom."

"Hahahahaha, you two brothers" Baron Carl laughed happily, "Is there only ransom in his eyes?"

"Who wouldn't feel sorry for watching a large bag of silver coins disappear in front of you!" Simon, Lange and Baron Wolf laughed loudly.

"By the way, why didn't Koother come?" Baron Wolf looked around in confusion, and his eyes returned to the two brothers.

"Our territory is still in a situation of internal and external troubles," Simon said first while Lange was not speaking, "so my father has to personally ensure the safety of the territory."

Simon was afraid that Lange would tell them about snatching them from Count Luo's baggage, so he spoke in advance. Although Baron Wolf and Baron Carl were both friends of their fathers, no one could guarantee that the greedy nobles did not want to pull a handful of wool from their family.

The Dorsten family has made a fortune. Simon estimated that Count Luowen is furious now, but there is a high probability that who robbed his baggage team.

Perhaps it was the robber of the Green Forest? Or the small mercenary group wandering nearby? In any case, the only tax collector who escaped that night neglected defense and was incompetent for dereliction of duty.

Earl Luowen was at most skeptical about the Dorsten family. Because Simon did not leak any news before setting out for the sneak attack after the spies reported that Earl Luowen was collecting supplies and taxes.

He led ten archers and thirty militias, instead of walking on the main road, he quietly approached the vicinity of Luohausen Village, waiting for the prey to take the bait.

I just hope that the tax collector who fled that night did not see the seal on the militia's shields clearly.
Chapter completed!