As long as these knights cannot ride on the horse, no matter how powerful the knight is, he is just a warlike infantry. As long as he encounters a well-trained shield wall tactic, he will definitely be forced into a dead end. . The fastest update

"Sir, it's too windy tonight. It's hard to kill the sentry at such a long distance. Only when I can break through to at least forty meters will I be sure to kill the sentry."

Mengda looked at Zhao Hu and shook his head regretfully. He shot the moving sentry with an arrow fifty meters away. This was still possible in a windless area, but the camp was arranged by the lake. The strong wind from the open lake allowed the arrow to accurately hit the target.

"It's easy to shoot the sentinels. Starn, I'll sneak in and kill the war horses first. When the camp is in chaos, you will organize a soldier shield attack." Zhao Hu turned around and disappeared into the dark color of the night, only seeing a black figure quickly touching the camp.

Zhao Hu quickly slid forward against the grass, then bounced his feet, like a flying fish jumping out of the water easily crossed the river outside the camp, which was about to quadrilaterals outside the camp, and after a few jumps, he had already stuck to the fence outside the camp. Finally, he supported his fat body with his hands, like a gecko lying in the corner of the wall, easily crossed the three-meter-high wooden fence.

The agile body movement shown by the idiot lord made everyone stunned. Even the hunter leader Mengda, who always thought he was as light as a swallow and regarded him as a mountain canyon as flat as a ground, was completely convinced, "Is this guy still a human!"

Zhao Hu jumped over the three-meter-high wooden fence and jumped down. The feeling of soft land came from his feet. Because Zhao Hu's movements were too fast, it did not attract the attention of the sentry. With the memory of observing on the mountain just now, Zhao Hu easily found the horse house with the war horse closed, but only then realized that he had missed an important problem.

"How to solve these horses?" The horse has strong vitality. Unless it is cut off the horse's head with one knife, it is probably difficult to kill it with one knife. The fallen war horse will definitely cause other war horses to scream. Zhao Hu was in trouble for a moment when he looked at the war horses in the horse's house. Several war horses in the horse's house also looked at Zhao Hu, an uninvited guest. The sensitivity of animals is always much stronger than that of humans.

"Yes, set fire to horses. These war horses will definitely run around when frightened." Zhao Hu's eyes suddenly fixed on the torch on the horse house pillar, then took off the torch with pine oil from the horse house pillar, then opened the wooden fence door of the horse house, and set the fire along the thatch on the horse house.

The night wind was strong by the lake, and the fire quickly spread to the entire horse house. The scorching flames immediately made the war horses rush out of the fence and rushed out of the fence. The sound of wind, fire, and the frightened yelling of war horses mixed together.

Seeing such a big situation in the horse house, the Kato family soldiers surrounded by the bonfire ran towards the horse house in panic, led by several knights in mail, but did not notice that the soldiers on the watchtower had been shot down by several cold arrows shot from the bushes outside the camp.

"Why are you all in a daze? Wait for the enemy to shoot you, hurry up, come over the wooden fence and open the camp gate." Starn was in a hurry to command the newcomers who had just entered the battlefield.

The sentry had been dealt with by the hunters, but these newcomers were still dazed under the fence, not knowing what to do after rushing under the fence. Starn, who thought he was the commander, cursed in anger.

Hearing Starn's words, the peasant militia, who were also panicked and excited, reacted. Several strong bodies began to climb up the wooden fence. At this moment, the camp gate opened from the inside with a "creak", and Zhao Hu's fat figure appeared from the door.

"Why are you still standing there? A group of six people, and as they were trained, they set up an assault formation! Remember, the enemy has not finished killing, so don't turn around, those who turn around are killed!" Zhao Hu also cursed in anger when he saw the soldiers outside doing a group of soldiers.

At this time, the Kato family soldiers had discovered something abnormal here. A knight and a dozen soldiers rushed to the camp gate first. The peasant militia who were forming a formation could even feel the breathing sound of the Kato family soldiers on the opposite side, breaking the bellows.

"assault!"

With Starn's shout, the thirty teams of front-shaped shield wall moved forward quickly, and in the dark, like a moving mountain pressing towards the stunned enemy opposite.

"Enemy attack! An enemy is rushing in"

The knight opposite saw the shadows of people tumbling in the dark night and was immediately panicked. Although he had just discovered that someone was deliberately making trouble from the fire in the horse house, he didn't expect that he would encounter a night attack from the enemy, and someone dared to attack the Kato family!

The knight's shrill shouts attracted dozens of soldiers who were extinguishing the fire in the distance. Looking at the approaching shield wall, these veterans drew out their weapons and calmly set up two straight lines. This is the very traditional queue of infantry in field battles, which is conducive to placing the attack power of each soldier on the front.

"Touch! Touch!"

The moving shield wall finally hit the Ketoka soldiers who were waiting for battle. The sound of weapons hitting the shield was as continuous as the sound of beating a drum. With the occasional "puff, puff" sound, the Ketoka soldiers trapped by the shield wall quickly fell down. This inexplicable way of death shocked the Toka soldiers rushing up from behind.

"Heart, their daggers! These despicable bastards!" A knight shouted in pain while retreating grief. A dagger that had not yet been drawn was inserted into his bloody waist. It seemed that the delicate mail worn on his body stuck the daggers of the peasant militia. The knight who was "scheming" survived.

This shout made many soldiers who had been trapped by the shield wall retreat, but more than half had fallen. According to the previous training, the shield wall had broken through the defense line of the Kato family and was surrounding them from both sides to the middle. Like dumplings filled with stuffed dumplings, the soldiers of the Kato family were surrounded in the middle.

"This is a massacre, a unilateral massacre." Starn felt like he was going crazy. Judging from the few soldiers he had fought with just now, these were veterans who had been on the battlefield. Although they were raided by the superior enemy, they still formed a defensive formation to resist calmly, but all of this was vulnerable in front of this strange shield wall.

Starn even saw that the weakest peasant militiaman was holding a soldier against his shield with his eyes closed and stabbed him to death with a dagger.

"Surrender! Or die!"

Zhao Hu waved his hand to stop the attack. In the middle of the circular formation surrounded by shield walls, there were only a dozen soldiers who were still resisting. There were only three knights wearing scale armor here, which made Zhao Hu, who had been guarding against the impact of the knights, breathing a sigh of relief. "It seems that most knights are not in the camp."

"We surrender, we demand fair treatment, and our family will pay our ransom!" The three knights first threw down their weapons, and it was meaningless to resist. The knight's loyalty was also limited.

"Where is your Marquis of Cato? Where is he?" Zhao Hu was very upset about the lord who had not found the enemy in the camp. The lord is the big fish, and these fish and shrimps are not worth much.

"He and Captain Stu's Guard went to Lord Liu Ming's castle to negotiate." The prisoners' answers made Zhao Hu, who was wondering, even more confused. What's going on? He fought with the enemy here to death, but his cheap father-in-law started negotiating with the enemy. The feeling of being deceived made Zhao Hu angry. "This old fox, see how I deal with you."

"Let's go, take all these people down and pack up everything. Let's go to Lord Liu Ming's castle." Zhao Hu shouted to the soldiers who were cleaning the battlefield around him.

"Sir, look at what I found. There are at least three hundred gold coins!" Starn secretly dragged Zhao Hu into a black tent on the upper left in the middle of the camp with excitement.

Starn, who has been in the military camp for a long time, knows that the army is used to collecting supplies, and is usually in the upper left corner of the middle tent, because this position is close to the middle and has tight defense and no attention.

Especially when Starn was just now on the mountain, he carefully observed that there were no lights in the middle of the tents and sentries guarding them. All of this was in line with the characteristics of the material tent, so after the battle, he immediately ran into this strange tent.

With the light of the torch, Zhao Hu saw several opened red brown wooden boxes full of all kinds of shining things. Zhao Hu felt that these boxes should be filled with the property obtained by Marquis Cato plundering the village. Unexpectedly, Marquis Cato worked hard for so long and actually gave him a "outsider" in vain.

"Go out and call a few people to carry these boxes to the center of the camp." Zhao Hu covered several boxes, and the words from his mouth made Starn stunned. He had no idea what crazy the lord, who was full of strange ideas, was doing something crazy. According to convention, the spoils found were all belonged to the lord.

The hunters were busy capturing more than a dozen war horses frightened and fleeing. The peasant militia took off their leather armor and picked up the enemy's weapons. Although these were not worth much, they were at least considered their own trophy.

Although the raid easily defeated the enemy, three peasant militias were still killed in battle, eight of whom were injured to varying degrees, four of whom were stabbed by their own people in the crowded queue.

Seeing the dead companions and the wounded and wailing soldiers, the entire team was filled with an unspeakable silence. Everyone suddenly saw their lord commanding several peasant militias carrying several large wooden boxes and striding to the center of the camp. They stopped their work and surrounded them one after another.
Chapter completed!