Realm of Power

At an absolute disadvantage, only the lightly armed scouts were beaten to pieces by the Samoer light cavalry. The Isa scout brigade, which had been so murderous just now, seemed to have hit a high-speed moving wall in front of the absolutely superior light cavalry. wall

Anything that tried to block it was smashed to pieces.

Watching the strange long sword in the hands of the cavalry cut through the light leather armor of their companions, most of them were chopped down to the ground with one knife, as easy as chopping vegetables and melons.

The scout short blade in his hand could not even pierce the enemy's vest. The huge contrast made the remaining scouts lose all fighting spirit.

No matter how much money you have, you must spend it on your life. The dead don’t need money!

The scout captain, who was covered in blood, was knocked away by a sudden war horse from the beginning. Now he stood up with difficulty from the grass. Looking at his subordinates who had collapsed around him, he had to order a retreat.

The scouts who were still like wolves and tigers just now were like the frightened nobles, swarming and running up the slope. The Samoan light cavalry drove them all halfway up the mountain.

Smoke and dust filled the air, and the rapid sound of horse hooves rumbled. A large group of cavalry suddenly ran out from the distance and were rushing here. The red double rings on the flag indicated that they were the escort cavalry of the Issa family.

Seeing the enemy's reinforcements coming, Tenrisus, the captain of the third team, stopped his horse. He waved his sword before he was done with it, flicked off the blood on it, and then retracted the scabbard.

In the surprise attack just now, Tenrisus killed three scouts by himself. The bright surface of the sword was already red with blood. If it is not cleaned cleanly, the sword will become red and rusty when it is sheathed.

Tenrisus reined in his horse, waved to the other light cavalry, stopped and shouted

"Let's go, let's go, don't play with these bastards anymore, good luck to them, otherwise I have to kill them all!"

The Samor light cavalry shouted, turned around and ran away, rolling up the billowing smoke, leaving only a bunch of desperate Issa scouts.

The first confrontation between the forwards of the two sides ended with a complete victory for the Samours.

The "Zhivadin Nobles Massacre" that shocked the South soon has a new version

The thirty or so nobles who survived collectively accused the Djerbo Fort army of killing more than two hundred nobles.

The righteous Isa family became the evil hands that killed the nobles, and the evil Samoer became the protector of the righteous nobles.

The truth is always shrouded in a mist that cannot be seen clearly

When the ambitious Marquis of Issaheka arrived at the scene of the murder, he saw piles of corpses. The corpses of more than 300 of his most elite Issa scouts were mixed in with the headless corpses, lying in various directions. On the hilly slopes,

The soldiers were placing corpses against the roadside to clear the way for the troops behind them. The pile of corpses more than ten meters high looked spectacular.

Looking at the bloody heads still hanging on the scout's waist, Isahka frowned and asked,

"Who are these people? Have they been identified? Are they all Samours?"

Hearing Isahka's question, the infantry captain responsible for cleaning the battlefield quickly ran over and said hesitantly.

"Report to your lord, those headless corpses have no weapons in their hands and no armor on their bodies. They should not be Samoan soldiers. Although their identities cannot be confirmed, the soldiers who searched also found these strange things on many headless corpses. I think this may be . . .

The infantry captain suddenly stopped talking. He just raised a bag full of things over his head with a hesitant look on his face and handed it to Isahka.

This bag is gorgeous and luxurious in appearance. It is not only sewn with expensive gold threads, but also inlaid with many gems.

Although the surface was dyed red by the owner's blood, it still couldn't hide the dazzling golden light.

“This is not something that ordinary people can have.”

Isahka was stunned and muttered to herself, she never expected to find such valuable things on these mysterious corpses.

Looking at the blood-stained bag in the hands of the infantry captain, Isahka had an ominous premonition.

The guard reached out from his horse, took the bag, and handed it to Isahka.

Isahka judged from the weight of the bag that there were still a lot of things rolling inside. Curiously, she opened the mouth of the bag and poured it into the palm of her hand.

Several exquisite and simple bronze rings rolled out from the mouth of the bag. The clasps of these rings were all engraved with planes with complex patterns.

Isaac's face suddenly turned pale.

"This, this is the noble heraldry ring!"

These rings were like magic, making Isaac feel extremely hot.

As a noble, Isahka certainly knew what these ordinary-looking bronze rings were. They were heraldry representing the status of the nobles. They would only appear on the hands of the most powerful person in a noble family.

It represents the will of the entire aristocratic family and is the authority symbol of the entire aristocratic family.

Now there was a bag of these things in his hand. Thinking that it was his scouts who killed these people, Isaac's mouth felt bitter. The identities of these headless corpses were already revealed.

"Nobles, all nobles, a whole bag of coats of arms! How many nobles are there? What happened last night? This is so fucking crazy!"

Isahka felt that her spiritual world had collapsed.

On this crazy night, he started an army in the name of protecting the nobles, but he actually killed hundreds of nobles with his own hands.

If word of this spreads, without anyone else to fight against it, all the Golden Fleece Knights formed by the nobles under his command will disappear.

The rabbit dies and the fox grieves, and the same kind pities each other. No one will sacrifice his life for someone who kills his own kind, let alone a knight who cherishes his reputation very much.

"Have you seen everything in your pocket? How many people know these things!"

Isaac's face was ashen and he asked through gritted teeth. The killing intent in his mouth made the infantry captain below shudder.

Now the only thing Isahka can think of is to cover up the matter first.

When he climbs up to the Duke of Four Counties, naturally all this dirty water can be easily poured on the head of the fat guy from Samoer.

Anyway, these nobles were already dead in the letters they wrote!

"Many soldiers searching for corpses regarded these things as trophies. Their subordinates noticed something strange, so they told them that these were evil things that would bring them bad luck. They should hand them over and burn them immediately. All the things are here. !”

The infantry captain replied tremblingly

When Isahka heard that it was just some ordinary infantrymen who discovered this, his face softened slightly, he took off a heraldic ring from his hand, and ordered sternly.

"You immediately take this ring and lead your squadron back to Djalbo Fort. From now on, you will be the top defense officer of Djalbo Fort. When I come back, I will give you the title of Knight Commander of the Guards.

Remember not to talk to anyone about this along the way. If I hear even a little bit of news about this, I will chop off your head! "

"Yes, sir, my subordinates know how powerful it is. Please rest assured, sir, I will never talk too much about my attributes!"

The infantry captain nodded happily, feeling that he had made the right bet, and immediately turned around and left with the other soldiers who were carrying the corpses.

"Sir, what about those mysterious people who have escaped?"

The guards beside Isahka asked cautiously. The sudden changes in Isahka just now made the guardsmen very confused. Although no one knew the reason, they could roughly guess that it was related to those headless mysterious figures.

"These are the spies of the Samours. Immediately order the knights in front of me to chase me. Don't miss any one. We must intercept them before they return to Zhivadin! We must not let our sneak attack plan leak out. !”

Isahka pointed his riding whip at the headless corpse on the roadside and ordered,

Anyway, the purpose is to reveal the truth, and of course all the insiders must be silenced. As for the overly clever infantry captain just now, he will be killed by the guards as soon as he returns to the castle.

The secret lies in the commander's ring given by Isahka

Unlike other nobles in Ithaca, he has two heraldic rings on his hand, one for power and one for death.

This strange phenomenon comes from the traditional habit of the Issa family playing conspiracy.

As the pursuing cavalry of Isa's retinue rushed out of the Sambulga Hills, the last tree on the high hill fell.

On the vast plain, in the thin sand-like morning mist, ten huge circular military camps spread out to both sides, like a pair of big hands waiting to be embraced.

Suddenly appeared in front of the 6,000 Issa retinue cavalry who were chasing the nobles. The three-legged falcon battle flag was flying at the top of the military camp.

"Stop, it's a Samoan!"

The retinues of the cavalry stopped their horses one after another, although the Samoer army that was supposed to be in Zivadin suddenly appeared at the exit of the Sambuga Hills. This excited the retinues of the cavalry who were eager to exchange Samoer heads for gold coins.

But they dare not charge without the commander's order. An army that can suppress the desires in its heart is a real army. This is the difference between a professional army and a farmer.

Dobris, the guard officer leading the retinue of knights, stopped his horse, saw the Samor infantry arrayed below, pointed with the riding crop in his hand, and smiled contemptuously.

"Haha, the fat man from Samoer is indeed an idiot! Doesn't he know that the plain is the death place for infantry? He dares to use infantry to form an array on the plain. This is not to risk death!"

"But sir, it is said that the Samor people once defeated the Kujit people. It is best to report it to Lord Isahka before making a decision!"

The adjutant Lidakus beside him reminded that as a civil servant of Djerbo Castle, Lidakus, who was born into a noble family, was far calmer than the knights who only had murder in mind.

"Report to Lord Isahka? Do you want my six thousand warriors to just watch the Samoers on the opposite side escape!"

Guards Officer Dobris glared at Lidakus angrily, thinking of the rumors that this man had a sister who was very beautiful and had been designated as the third wife by the Marquis of Isahka.

This time, this person was arranged to come to the army for training. It seemed that he didn't like that woman in general. This matter was not good for the Marquis of Isahka, so he turned around and ordered to the guards behind him:

"Since the deputy commander has an opinion, he will first order the Sixth Squadron to attack the first military camp of the Samor people, and let our timid Lord Lidakus see what it means to be a knight!"

Dobris's sarcasm caused laughter among the nearby cavalry. The fierce and bloodthirsty cavalry looked down upon this temporarily installed civilian deputy commander.

What's more, now that the war is going on, no one will sympathize with him if he blocks his brothers' financial path.

"Woo, woo"

Amidst two loud bugles, 1,000 cavalrymen ran out from the left side of the knights' queue, each holding a three-meter knight's spear in their hands, and attacked the frontmost Samoer infantry camp like a wind and clouds.

This is a common method of fire reconnaissance in cavalry tactics. Just send light cavalry to circle opposite the enemy, and the enemy will naturally expose their weapon configuration.

A strange scene happened. Before the knights guard here could rush to the infantry formation, the Samer army camp over there was in chaos. The spearmen dropped their spears in fear and ran away.

Like ducks being chased, they scattered and ran desperately towards the camp in the middle with the falcon flag.

The firepower reconnaissance was very successful. These Samoan peasants were indeed a bunch of cowards.

Looking at the cowardly appearance of the Samoan people on the opposite side, the guard officer Dobris laughed and said with a double meaning.

"The deputy commander is too worried. How can these hands holding the forks hold the swords tightly!"

This remark caused the nearby cavalry to laugh.

The face of Lydacus next to him was ashen. How could Lydacus not hear the sarcasm in it with his intelligence?

"It is even more impossible for the hand holding the quill pen to hold the sword tightly! You should go back and hold your quill pen!"