At the end of the Tang Dynasty, it was a feudal town, but in Western Europe

Then, he hit the horse's buttocks with a whip, and under the pain, the steed rushed forward.

Chapter 163 I'm going to knock your skull off and use it as a Fiji cup!

The water vapor rising from the surface of the Elbe River looked a little gloomy under the gloomy sky. Except for the whispering of the wind in the ears, there was no other sound, and it was extremely quiet.

"Woooooo-"

A burst of fierce trumpets sounded suddenly, breaking the original silence of the world.

Countless black figures appeared in the gloomy forest. When the cloud gradually dissipated, a coalition of Danes and Saxons emerged from the cloud at a distance of more than a mile from Hadrad's camp.

A total of more than 1 warriors did not know when they had surrounded Hadrad's camp.

These people are not peasant militiamen carrying wooden sticks, most of them are robbers or pirates from Scandinavia recruited by the King of Denmark, and most of the Saxons are nobles and veterans of war, in other words In other words, they are the cream of the Hadrad and Albion rebels.

Standing on the sentry post, Hadrad's face was a little blue. He licked his chapped lips, and murmured in confusion, "How did they...Damn it! That orderly! Made, damned traitor!"

The leader of a bodyguard watched nervously at the coalition forces that were gathering in the distance, and carefully swallowed his saliva: "Your Excellency, what should we do now?"

"What should I do? Hurry up and blow the horn! In an hourglass time, I want to meet all the Frankish soldiers, hurry up!"

Riding on a big Gallic horse presented by Albion, Siegfried stared bloodthirsty at the Franks who hurriedly assembled in the distance.

"Didn't think so, you despicable and cowardly Sirisians." Siegfried took off a golden horn wrapped with gold thread and inlaid with gemstones from his waist, "Anthony, I want to use your skull as my wine glass!"

Looking at the huge and elite army behind him, Siegfried blew the horn to charge towards the Frankish camp not far away.

"Valhalla!"

"Worden!"

"Humph!"

"Ahhhh!"

Accompanied by the roar of battle, tall and savage barbarian soldiers protruded from the distant jungle and rushed towards the Frankish camp, following the footsteps of the leaders of their respective groups.

Footsteps staggered, dust and mud rose, the friction sound of armor and swords gathered in the sky above the battlefield to form an ocean, heavy iron boots hit the ground, every step was a deep pit.

Swords, axes, shields, every weapon shone with bloodthirsty brilliance, and under the helmets that covered their foreheads and eyebrows, the Germanic barbarian warriors from the north let out deafening roars.

On the other side, under the leadership of the nobles at all levels, the Frankish knights barely formed a team, but the army lacked horses and could not form a square formation of battle boxes, so the Frankish army could only form a large hollow formation.

"The Father is watching us, this is a holy war against the heathen, blessed are those who died for their bravery and fortitude, for the Father is waiting to atone for your sins!" Balda The priest did not leave. He rode a pony, holding the "Sun Salutation" in his hand, running back and forth in the army formation, chanting scriptures, and buffing the morale of the soldiers.

"kill!"

"God bless!"

"Heretic, die!" Pulling out the good Frankish sword on his waist, Hadlard pointed at it, and led the soldiers with more than 100 cavalry guards to charge towards the enemy.

Under the leadership of Hadrad, the Frankish warriors also let out battle cries, and charged back at the coalition soldiers with frantic steps.

Thirty steps.

"Wait a minute—" Siegfried yelled at the soldiers.

Twenty steps.

"javelin!"

"Raise the shield!" Hadlard yelled these words almost like a roar.

Ten steps.

"Throw the axe!"

Hadrad threw the throwing ax forward: "Go, holy warriors of the Father!"

"kill!"

Two ferocious torrents of flesh and steel collided, and the entire battle line became criss-crossed.All of a sudden, the "clinking" of axes, guns, knives and shields clashed endlessly.

People were head to head, shoulder to shoulder, spears and heavy axes poked out from behind the shields, blood mist rose, every time a heavy ax appeared, it would cut off a blood-stained head, and the smell of rusty blood was like an explosion. Spread around.

"die!"

The Franks were closely packed together, and their good forging technology allowed them to far outperform the Danes and Saxons with iron-smelting technology garbage. Countless Frankish shield infantry formed an impenetrable wall.

The Franks, Danes, and Saxons clashed together, pushing and hacking with all their strength. On the crowded battle line, blood drew a bright red line on the black ground.

At this level, there is little reason to speak of. War is terrifying, but such horrible things can often arouse people's anger and desire to survive.

If Feng Sen were here, he would definitely lament the abundance of martial arts people in this era, not because of how clever they are in fighting, but the morale brought about by this brainless bravery.

In the eyes of the soldiers from all three sides, flames of anger, fear and ferociousness flickered. Their mouths kept roaring, their clothes and weapons were already stained red with blood, but they still didn't realize it.

"die!"

The epee slashed and split the head of a Viking warrior. Hadrad kicked it out and forcibly pulled out the cracked long sword from the opponent's bones.

Looking to the side of the battle line, Hadlard gritted his teeth. Visible to the naked eye, the Frankish army was at a disadvantage.

After all, the Franks went into battle in a hurry. Not only was the original arrangement chaotic, but also the people behind did not have time to support them, and some of them were not even present.

In terms of numbers, even if their material conditions are higher than those of the Viking warriors, no amount of tactical success can make up for their strategic mistakes.

The long swords of the pagans swept across like a whirlwind. The shields of the Franks were broken and their weapons were broken. Under the siege, the warriors of the Franks fell one by one, and the battle line kept moving back.

Amidst the uninterrupted sounding of horns, the horror of defeat had permeated the air, and finally, like a flood ebbed, under the leadership of noble leaders at all levels, Frank's army kept fleeing backwards, while Siegfried's allied forces Then he pressed on step by step and continued to rush towards Frank's camp.

When Odin's people rushed into the camp, the Franks were powerless to resist.

Surrounded by the defeated army, Hadlard's face had already lost all color. Looking at the unstoppable defeat, he also fled backwards.

The hunt continued until noon. When the coalition soldiers returned together, they not only captured [-] Frankish prisoners of war, but also obtained a large amount of supplies and sophisticated equipment.

It's just that Siegfried didn't find what he wanted most - Feng Sen's head. Although it was a pity, Siegfried thought that it was not far away, because...

"Are you sure the military camp of the Siris is here?" Looking at the nodding Frankish prisoner in front of him, Siegfried satisfactorily cast his gaze to the dark forest in the north.

"Seres, here I come!"

Chapter 164 Come directly!

The hooves of the Jingnan soldiers echoed in the camp, and their black eyes, which were completely different from those of the local rebel soldiers, were full of worry and anger. Under the constant shouting and commanding, nearly ten thousand soldiers hurriedly assembled in the morning light Let's start preparing for the transfer.

The orderly ranks moved forward under the management of the school officers at all levels of the Jingnan Army, and the rebel army was also moving in an orderly manner under the management of the Tang Army school lieutenant sent by Feng Sen.

The well-organized barracks, the fluttering battle flags, and the chaotic sounds of shouts and orders flowed through the camp like a tide.

These soldiers and warriors carried cloth bags, spears, and shields. Their faces were full of confusion and doubt.

The soldiers packed their luggage and lined up neatly. Under the wooden sticks of the team leader and the captain, they lined up in the cold wind with howling ghosts and wolves. The smell of sweat was blown out in the cold white mist in the morning. Far.

The prisoners of war were also working hard for this matter. On the muddy ground, they struggled to carry bags of food, grass and weapons to the carriage beside them. The cold wind in the early morning made them tremble.

Passing through the group of trembling prisoners of war, Xiao Agui yelled at the righteous soldiers behind him in an imprecise Saxon language: "Follow me! (Saxon) you motherfucker (Central Plains dialect), follow me (Danish) language)!"

Bringing a group of righteous soldiers who lost their way to the original position and standing there, Xiao Agui was so anxious that he checked the teams of righteous soldiers assigned to him. After counting several times and seeing that the number was right, he breathed a sigh of relief and waved The whip ran towards Zhang Shicheng.

"Lieutenant Zhang." After getting off his horse and climbing up the wall of the wooden village, Xiao Agui came to Zhang Shicheng, clasped his fists and saluted him, "Report to Captain Zhang, Olaf of Viking Banner and other five hundred households have all arrived. together."

"Okay." Zhang Shicheng picked up a brush and marked a piece of white elm bark with a red hook, "Take care of them. You will go to Lin Bei later and follow him. Do you understand?"

"Understood." Xiao Agui cupped his fists and said, "It's just that my subordinate still has something unclear, can I ask?"

"ask."

"Jie Shuai only said that the barbarian army of the Dan people came and told us to move, but he didn't say where they came from. Even if the Dan people attacked, there is no need to be so anxious, right? And we moved to the forest in such a hurry, without a guide , is this a bit..."

Zhang Shicheng looked at him expressionlessly: "I forgot to tell you this, I asked Liu San to tell you the detailed rules, I guess he was too busy to forget.

Time is running out, so I will tell you a few words: Nahadrad is an idiot, more than 1 troops have been besieged by the enemy, and the whole army has been defeated. According to the scouts, Siegfried's soldiers are as far away as we are. It's only a day and a half away at most.

At least half of our army are Saxon prisoners of war. Once the opponent comes over, it is estimated that an uprising will happen immediately. Our actual strength is only three or four thousand. It is best not to fight with them. As for the problem of guides, Jieshuai has his own solution. This is not a problem you should think about. Go to the team. "

"Here!" After Xiao Agui listened silently, he rode back to the rebel army that he was leading. Standing in the cold winter wind, he looked at the forest in the distance, and couldn't help feeling a palpitation in his heart.

………………

In the general camp of the original fortress, there was only one table and two chairs in the spacious tent. Standing in front of the table, Feng Sen lowered his head and stared at the rough map in front of him. His lower eyelids trembled slightly, and his nostrils exhaled cold white air.

Feng Sen never imagined that this Hadrad is really drinking Dianming porridge with a thin straw--I'm so desperate, I was able to get in touch with Charlie because there was a businessman leading the way through the checkpoint, you just send someone directly What do you want to do?

To be honest, when Feng Sen received the battle report and notice from Theodoric, he felt his brain buzzing, and the original plans for looting food, defensive counterattack and decisive battle were all abolished.

1 people, that's an army of 1 people, which is considered a large army here. According to Feng Sen's statistics and Theodoric's information, Hadrad should have a total of [-] combatable soldiers. , That is to say, six thousand soldiers with at least one shield and two weapons were broken up in this battle.

It would take a while to drown [-] ants by urinating into an ant nest. Originally, the enemy was open and the enemy was in the dark, and it was a situation of taking the initiative. Now it was forced to retreat.

Although the soldiers of the Jingnan Army can fight, they are not superhuman. After acquiring the [Toughness] trait, their physical strength and endurance have increased, but they have not reached the point of being inhumane. If they are asked to break through [-] and then [-]—there is no Setenkaner River here.

Moreover, Feng Sen also brought a group of Saxon prisoners of war with him. Even with Griffith, he could not guarantee that these prisoners of war would not revolt in front of the battle. It would be really bad if they were attacked by two sides.

Therefore, the only way at present is to retreat one after another, find the remaining Frankish troops, and regroup the troops to have a chance to fight back.

Facing the map contributed by Griffith in front of him, Feng Sen looked at it for a long time, and then turned his gaze to Griffith on the other side: "The situation is urgent now, and I don't have time to argue with you. Let's talk about it clearly."

"Show the horses and chariots?"

"Everyone is not covering up. Come directly if you want to talk." Feng Sen sat in front of Griffith as soon as he had a ass. "I want you to help me solve three problems. First, you have to help me evacuate here. The main battlefield of your previous uprising is here. Don't tell me you don't know the way. Second Relying on me, I don't want to hear anything and don't want to see the heroes of the dead again. "

There was a second of silence in the tent, and Griffith forcibly suppressed his beating heart. For some reason, he, who had always been highly respected and calm, suddenly felt a chilling sense of fear. This feeling only happened once when he was interrogated when he was captured by Charlie.

"Would you like to help us repeal the Saxon Surrender Act?"

"Yes, this is your reward, but I also have to tell you that I can't guarantee that Charlie will decide to abolish the "Saxon Act."

"Okay, then you hand over these prisoners of war to me, and then I will take you out of this forest."

"No, who knows if you will take them to vote for Vidukind."

"Absolutely impossible."

"It's entirely possible." Feng Sen looked directly at Griffith with burning eyes, "My father told me that on the battlefield, a son has to be cautious. What's more, you, a Saxon, made a promise? "

After two seconds of silence, Griffith took out a thin roll of papyrus from his pocket and handed it to Feng Sen.

Feng Sen took the two-finger-wide piece of papyrus with a frayed edge. On this piece of papyrus was a bloody fingerprint: "What is this?"

"Uda has a falconer named Sabo who raises pigeons. He has been in charge of delivering news to Vidukind. This is a message he received twelve days ago." Griffith calmly He replied, "We have compared it, and this is Vidukind's fingerprint.

According to the news I got before, during the Battle of Detmold, Vidukind was seriously injured and unconscious, and he has not woken up until now. I understand that even if those rebellions are put down and there is no leader, it will not be Albion's turn to be in charge of military affairs.

His approach of bringing Danish people into the country is simply stupid.

So I wonder if there is a possibility that Vidukind has been placed under house arrest or died, and Albion is actually usurping power, and this letter with bloody fingerprints aggravates my doubts.

I don't know how he did it, but he did find an opportunity in captivity and let that poor drunken pigeon help him deliver this important message.

These days, I have been investigating this matter, and I found some nobles who are close to Uda. After interrogation, I learned an amazing news from them. "

Griffiths paused, and said word by word: "Albion has placed Vidukind under house arrest. Albion is now in charge of military affairs. I can't bring these prisoners of war to join Albion. I believe this information is enough to prove my sincerity."

Chapter 165 Negotiation with Griffith

"This is an important piece of information." Frowning, Feng Sen pulled out a blank piece of paper from behind, wrote a few words on it, and walked to the door, handing the note to the guard at the door.

Griffith looked at his behavior suspiciously: "What does this mean?"

"Don't ask, I won't tell you." Feng Sen picked up a hot water bottle and poured Griffith a cup of water soaked in pine needles, "Try it, it's hard to drink, but it can cure night blindness, you will need this of."

After receiving the cup of water soaked in pine needles, Griffith took a shallow sip: "It still tastes sweet, wait, why do I need this?"

"I will send someone to Hamburg to check whether what you said is true. From here to Hamburg, if you ride a fast horse, you can go back and forth every three days at most." Feng Sen didn't answer him directly, and he sat back in Griffith Opposite Si, "So, are you telling me the reason for your surrender? Because the great uprising in Saxony has failed, so you want to stop losses in time and rely on me?"

"Yes."

"I'm a little curious, why did you choose me?"

"For the Saxons, they absolutely cannot bear Charles' conquest. Their hatred with the Franks has been deeply engraved in their bones. If the Saxon nobles can barely accept Charles, then those free people and enslaved people will never allow the Franks to rule." Griffith took another sip of the water soaked in pine needles. He liked the taste a little.

"Why do the free people disagree with the enslaved?" Feng Sen frowned.

"That's going to be a long answer."

Griffiths put down his glass: "At the beginning, the ancestors of the Saxons set off from the north and first conquered the Beibu Gulf region (Schleswig-Holstein). The people they conquered became free people. After we came to Saxony, we conquered the local people here, so these local people became slaves.

When the Maklow Conference was still held, they could send twelve representatives to participate in discussions and votes every year, but now all their powers have been deprived, and even the enslaved are about to become serfs. In fact, from Frank’s From a legal standpoint, they should be freemen.

However, according to the feudalization of the Frankish Kingdom, those "noble" castes really became nobles in the actual sense, and all the free people and enslaved people in the territory became his subjects and slaves. The interests have been deprived, which is why both Uda and Vidukind can easily pull up tens of thousands of troops each time, while the Frank and Saxon nobles appointed by Charlie basically can't send out many soldiers. "