People in the Middle Ages, draw cards to get promoted

Chapter 7 Bandits and Caravans

Lothar didn't know that his two attendants had made up Prajna's identity as a witch, or he wouldn't care if he knew it.

Because witch hunting does not exist in this world, witches can even openly act as advisors to the emperor of a country.

Moreover, this kind of brain supplement cannot be miscalculated.

In fact, he felt that it was impossible for a witch of average level to be a match for Prajna.

Among the five attributes given by the system.

Strength is best understood, covering all aspects such as attack power, speed, and weight-bearing capacity.

Agility represents speed and responsiveness.

Stamina represents the endurance of the battle, the recovery ability and the blood bar.

Stamina also represents endurance, but more of defense.

Mental power is also easy to understand, that is, the blue bar.

Even if Wisdom is not considered a skill, in terms of attributes alone, it can be regarded as an extraordinary person on the same level as a wizard.

It's just a body-training wizard like Gandalf.

In addition, the side in her hand is set to be a shield made of ghost gate fragments, a proper artifact, whether it is physical attack or witchcraft, there is almost no way to penetrate it.

On the endless plateau, a convoy with a red and white striped flag is slowly advancing.

Knights and servants dressed in various clothes and with different coats of arms rode leisurely in front of the team.

Behind him were servants and attendants in common clothes, and more than a dozen sergeants wearing chain mail shirts.

At the front of the team, a knight wearing a peacock feather decoration on his head and wearing a blue burqa bossed and said: "Be careful, everyone, this is the most dangerous section of the commercial road leading to Tyrol. Fugitive slaves and robbers who are so poor that they can only eat cabbages and turnips may rush down from the hillside with dung forks and axes to fight us at any time."

"If the noble countess is frightened, all of you will be hanged on the gallows."

The sergeants replied feebly, "Yes, sir."

The Peacock Knight's expression was a little stern.

Switzerland is a remote country with many mountains.

Anyway, the west belongs to the Swabian region, which is the core ruling area of ​​the Hohenstaufen family to which the emperor belongs, and it is relatively stable.

But the further east, nearer to the borders administered by the diocese of Trento, the poorer and more chaotic.

The poverty of the people, coupled with the serious exploitation by the lords, will produce a large number of serfs who escaped and entered the mountains to become bandits. In addition, this place is located at the junction of the two places, and the lords of both sides are too lazy to invest a lot of manpower and material resources to clean it up.

As if confirming the peacock knight's premonition, a dozen black spots suddenly appeared on the mound at the end of the horizon, and the black spots became more and more large, and finally got a glimpse of the whole picture.

There were more than thirty cavalrymen wearing chain mail and leather armor.

They are definitely not the mountain people or robbers that the peacock knights are wary of, but a cavalry unit!
They lined up, standing on the hillside, staring coldly at the convoy not far away.

The convoy stopped immediately.

The soldiers and servants were panicked.

Everyone knows that this kind of open area is the world of cavalry. If they lose the battle, they can't even run away.

In the carriage, the Countess' charming voice sounded: "Fred, what happened?"

"Countess, there are enemies coming."

The Peacock Knight came to the side of the carriage and whispered a reminder, and then shouted: "Everyone is ready to meet the enemy, protect Madam's carriage, and no one is allowed to approach."

Immediately, he led two cavalrymen forward with him, shouting to the approaching cavalry team.

"Stop! This is the convoy of the Calf family from Augsburg. What you have offended is the Countess with noble blood. Please step back immediately. Otherwise, my soldiers and I will cut your throats , let the wild dogs entrenched on the mountain chew up your bones."

The cavalry drew nearer.

There were about [-] of them, some of them were wearing ragged jackets, some were wearing chain armor. Their equipment looked average, but the aggressive aura they exuded made the Peacock Knight quite troublesome.

The leading cavalryman had a mocking smile on his face, and he pulled up a hunting bow.

The arrow snapped and nailed to the kite shield held by the Peacock Knight.

His attitude has been very clear. From the beginning to the end, they have no intention of negotiating.

The knight was furious and shouted: "Knights, follow me, the rest rely on the carriage to defend! No one is allowed to leave the carriage formation without authorization!"

On the other side of the hillside, Model frowned and asked, "My lord, do we want to intervene?"

"It doesn't matter if you don't intervene."

Lothar pointed not far away, two scout cavalry who were not involved in the attack and wandered aside: "They have already found us."

"Even if we lose all the supplies, we can't escape the pursuit of a group of light cavalry who come and go like the wind. After all, Hannya, Ryan, and you can only ride pack horses."

Lothar sighed softly, and then said loudly: "Servant, take my spear and prepare to fight."

He put the hooded chainmail and burqa on, and put the barrel helmet on his head with only a slit showing his eyes, and the world fell silent.

The sound of his breathing, echoing in the dull barrel helmet, seemed more and more heavy.

Lane passed over his heavy lance, which he held in his right hand, a kite-shaped shield in his left hand, and his armed sword hanging from the saddle.

Prajna whispered, "Want me to go with you?"

Lothar shook his head: "I'm afraid your horse is not good enough."

The horse that Prajna rides is the pack horse presented by Father Soyo in the small town. The difference between the pack horse and the real war horse is actually quite big.

Workhorses are more about stamina and less demanding on the breed.

Compared with pack horses, war horses are not only taller, faster, and more explosive, but also much braver than pack horses.

Banruo frowned and said, "I don't need a mount to catch up with you."

Lothar froze for a moment, then shook his head and said, "Forget it, this is more or less shocking, you guys are here to prepare, I believe in Joey's speed."

Joey was his Nisaan warhorse, and he ate concentrated feed every day. A considerable part of the supplies carried by the three pack horses was exclusively for him.

In the earldom, Joey can be regarded as the number one fast horse.

He was confident that even if he couldn't beat him, it would be fine to run away.

What's more, he is still very confident in his own strength. The knight training he has experienced since childhood makes him a war machine, but he has not experienced the baptism of war.

Coupled with his excellent armor, the possibility of overturning the car is very small.

Banruo nodded and said, "Okay, then we'll be here to meet you."

The two attendants are also ready to fight, one is holding a sword and shield, and the other is stringing the crossbow, but in such an open area, the two of them can play very limited roles.

The reason Lothar chose them was to play a role in mountain warfare.

I never thought that the first battle would be on an open plateau.

"call--"

Lothar let out a long breath.

The dull barrel helmet seemed to be covered with a layer of mist.

In a thin line of sight, the two scout cavalry who were wandering nearby had already charged towards this side.

Lothar lightly clamped the horse's belly.

The sound of horseshoes rang in my ears immediately.

Lothar clenched the lance in his hand, feeling the rapid secretion of adrenaline, and his heart was beating like a war drum.

Charging with guns is a tactic used only when knights line up and advance side by side. Without the cover of their comrades, charging with guns can easily cause the knights to show their flaws.

So he adopts a normal gun-holding stance, which will reduce the damage caused by the charge, but also make him more flexible.

(End of this chapter)