Then, two flight attendants' mounts suddenly came galloping up the hillside. Following a certain habit, they instinctively moved closer to where their original companions were. Then, another Avar cavalryman with blood all over his body fled back lying on his horse.
This also shocked the others who were under siege.
Afterwards, these Avar cavalry paused the attack without hesitation, and quickly gathered together. At the same time, they separated to meet the blood-covered fellow, shouting loudly, only to see the opponent lying on the back of the horse dying.
, only blood continued to flow down from his head and face.
Under the calls of these comrades, they could only barely open their eyes, raised their hands and gestured behind them a few times, and then stopped moving on the horse. Therefore, these Avar cavalry did not hesitate to speed up their horses.
, scattered and flew towards the hillside behind the opponent where they might be attacked.
Then, after surrounding the hills and slopes in a fan shape, they saw the suspicious attacker running away with billowing dust in the distance; he was about to rush out of sight again; the leading ten commanders couldn't help but become more and more worried.
He yelled angrily, calling to the left and right, and sped up to catch up.
At the same time, the seriously injured man who was being escorted back by the remaining Avar cavalry was also hurriedly helped off the horse and was carried to an accompanying cart. At this time, the man who had returned to the same group was
With two mounts, it was natural for someone to step forward to hold them and restrain them.
However, the next moment someone suddenly smelled the smell of burning fur; then, they saw several bloody wounds on the backs of the two horses that were obviously freshly stabbed;
The tribal dialect was shouted out in hisses from left to right;
The next moment these people heard the noise and started to commotion, the gunpowder bag wrapped with lead and iron pieces exploded on the saddle. Immediately, the Avars who had gathered nearby were knocked down and knocked over.
Turn one piece. Then, there was another explosion on the other horse.
Amidst the billowing smoke and the wails and hisses of pain, the group of Avar cavalry was thrown into chaos; seven or eight war horses, frightened by this, rushed out in a panic.
The crowd went away and even dragged several fallen cavalrymen to the ground.
And when the remaining Avars who were still intact dismounted and tried their best to comfort and control their mounts, who were obviously frightened by the loud noise and pungent smoke so close to them, at the same time, someone remembered the very
The suspiciously seriously injured person couldn't help but secretly thought that something was wrong...
However, when most people turned their heads to look, they had long since disappeared; only two corpses of herdsmen lying on the cart were left; then, several horse-drawn carts where they had piled trophies suddenly appeared.
The fire came out. This affected the minds and attention of most people.
This was the lifeblood of their cavalry. They couldn't help but separate some people on the spot, and hurried forward to cover it with leather clothes and shovel soil to put it out. Others continued to guard and search, but the spy who had taken advantage of the chaos to escape was suddenly caught in the fire.
The moment after being suppressed, the explosion occurred again.
The flames that exploded in front of us and the scattered fragments of coins, utensils, and ornaments almost knocked down the surrounding Avars who were putting out the fire off guard, and swept them away; many sparks and flames were raised one after another, just like that
It splashes on humans and animals who can't dodge.
This time, the mounts that were finally calmed down by the Avars once again became commotion and violent changes; they were seen roaring, raising their hooves and kicking, trampling and knocking several of them down.
After the Avars, they rushed out in all directions and broke up the formation.
At this time, the Corsican volunteers who were trapped in the car barrier finally came to their senses from the series of changes. With a fierce shout: "Monjoi" and "for Saint Cyran", many
The ragged and disgraced militiamen rushed out of the car base.
In order to control the frightened mounts, most of the Avars had already dismounted; they could not help but drop the reins and whips in their hands, regained their sabers and short spears, and marched forward on foot in a chaotic manner...
A bald man with a big belly and a thin man in black were the first to bear the brunt of these Corsica attacks. One of them could not be restrained by a circle of short leather armor. The bald man with a huge belly waved a short handle like a lotus pod with one hand.
The chain hammer hit several people one after another like a whirlwind.
Another man in black with a straight beard, a big eagle nose and a sinister expression cooperated skillfully to protect the gap beside him; he swung his shining silver sword lightly and nimbly, and among the afterimages intertwined.
In the meantime, blood splashed everywhere and easily pierced any Avars who dared to get close.
Therefore, inspired by the duo's lead, the Corsican volunteers behind them, who obviously lacked adequate protection and only wore civilian clothes and miscellaneous weapons, broke into the midst of these Avars who were fighting hard with just one encounter, and again
Immediately afterwards, a melee broke out.
Jiang Tian, who was lying under the corpse of the cart, also waited for the opportunity to come out again; with quick eyes and quick hands, he cut off the nearest pair of legs and feet, then jumped up and stabbed an Avar cavalryman in the back; he threw a hatchet from the other end,
In the middle, he hit another Avar cavalryman waving an animal skin flag.
A moment later, facing the oncoming Corsican righteous hero with red eyes and a ferocious face, Jiang Tian also felt blessed and shouted the slogan of the Kingdom's overseas legion: "In the name of Saint Denis, move forward, Cameroon."
." The person on the other side was stunned when he heard this, and finally moved away.
So, when the dozens of Avar cavalry who had chased away finally turned back, all they could see were the Corsican volunteers who were stacking the corpses and sharing the spoils; and then, like a demonstration by these people,
Amidst roars, he finally silently turned around and walked away.
"..." However, when they met again, the leading bald man unexpectedly punched Jiang Tian in the face; only to be caught by him with quick eyesight and quick hands, and he was easily thrown away.
Wow; then he laughed and rubbed his wrists and said with a strong nasal voice: "Hey... it's Du Vallon from Adrianople, you can also call me Porthos, I am their leading instructor for the time being."
"Thiago of Costilla, Corsican swordsmanship coach..." Then, the swordsman with an aquiline hook and a big nose, whose eyes were as sharp as the tip of a sword, also stared at the urn and said: "Your... skills
Very good..., a worthy opponent..."
"I..." Jiang Tian hesitated for a moment, and then slowly said according to the inscription on the identity plate he received: "Rorschach of the Upper Alps, the Kingdom's Overseas Legion, the Second District Legion, the Fifth
Regiment, second adjutant of the 1st Regiment."
However, both Portos and Thiago couldn't help but change their expressions. Finally, they looked at Jiang Tian with a strange look that was both shocked and sighing: "It turns out that you are actually a subordinate of the kingdom."
Nicky Eagle member? That’s great…”
However, at the next moment, a scene flashed through Jiang Tian's mind again. It was in a temporary study salon that was renovated from a large living room with luxurious furnishings and obviously a long history. A man with a powdered face and a wig
, an old man who wore a meticulous attire. He spoke with a Tang accent that is popular in the capital, in an oriental style, full of reserve and arrogance:
"If the golden lily corolla hadn't been temporarily covered in dust, how could you, the country knights from other provinces, have the opportunity to serve the royal court?"
"Therefore, as the second heraldry attendant of the royal family, I am ordered to teach you how to recognize and express appropriate respect and avoid offending those ancient clans."
"The most noble bloodline in the Western Continent originates from the descendants of Saint Laurent and the Holy United Kingdom of Britannia that they established and ruled. They are also called the Holy Crown Dynasty because they serve the Savior's Crown of Passion."
"The Knights of the Holy Thorn, who have followed Saint Laurent in battle for many years and are known to everyone from the Baltic Sea to Imberia, include the ancestors of most of the royal families and princes of the Western Continent."
"Below the golden blood of all countries are the descendants of silver and the bronze clans on which the dynasty relies, as well as the important ministers and vassals who have served the royal family and the principality for generations... Finally, it is you who are under the glory of the white iris.
The family of knights who reward the army are also called the people of the black iron..."
However, the last time Jiang Tian saw him in his memory was during the ongoing turmoil that permeated the capital. This professor of heraldry, who usually looked full of disgust and disdain, had put on a pair of trousers and looked extremely fat.
Fitted old armor, draped with treasures and ribbons:
He swore to fight to the last drop of blood for the glory and survival of the royal family, and rushed out of the campus with only his personal entourage and servants. Then the Flower Moon tragedy broke out in the city, and the abdicated royal family took a break from the Ganlin Palace.
The news that the palace was almost wiped out by a mob that broke into the palace.
Then came the five Dukes who led the newly formed self-defense forces and invaded Seine City, a short and hasty joint regency period; and the Snow Moon/Blood Moon Incident, which used this to massacre mobs, rebels, and dissident forces...even "
The Kingdom's military cadets, including "himself", were not spared either.
In the end, in the brutal killings that were said to be bloody to the knees, "I", as a member of a down-and-out knight family in the provinces, had to fight with the desperate sans-culottes, Fronde, charcoal-burners, and other miscellaneous lower-class citizens, poor people, and temporary stand-ins.
Together, we strive to find a way out.
Then, with the order of the country gradually collapsing, hooligans and bandits everywhere, refugees and hungry people; the long road back home with several narrow escapes... and then, the ruins of the hometown and manor that were looted and burned;
The alien settlers with different things and people and the squire with ambiguous attitude...,
In the end, due to hunger and poverty, he had to embark on the road of wandering; until he met an acquaintance/senior from the capital military school, he was recruited into the temporary army and acted as an interpreter; because he came from the border provinces
I know several languages myself.
Immediately afterwards, he was dissatisfied that the army formed by his senior students was actually acting as an accomplice to the invaders from neighboring countries; he even ignored and condoned his subordinates and participated in atrocities against the places he passed. Therefore, he suddenly led people away one night,
The so-called orthodox guard force of the kingdom.
However, on the way to defect to the New National Army, he was disarmed by the representatives of the Capital Special Committee he met; and then he was almost hanged because of the coat of arms on his underwear... During the prisoner riot
After escaping, he finally boarded a ship in Marseille and went to sea.
In this way, he became a member of the overseas legion in one of the six major colonies of the kingdom. In fighting against all kinds of enemies, he was gradually promoted to become one of the adjutants of the grand commander. According to the military practice of the dynasty, only the first adjutant was paid, and the other auxiliary officers were paid.
The adjutant left was hired at the regimental leader's expense.
Therefore, the corresponding adjutants are actually relatively high-profile, and are often children of small and medium-sized nobles or members of large business families, used to pass up the seniority ladder...