Black Iron Crown

Gera was standing at the back of the Klade camp. His hands and feet were cold and he was quite nervous.

This is not the first time for the young man to participate in the invasion of the northern territory of the Ridka Empire. In the past few plunders, they have successfully taken away a lot of supplies. Fortunately, he also survived the terrible winter for several years. survived.

Holding a wooden stick inlaid with wooden thorns in his hand, Glenn felt that his body was almost frozen. He must loot enough supplies, thinking about the food of the Ridkar people he enjoyed last winter, and those Such a beautiful woman, his heart was filled with passion.

Being hungry all year round, he can only have a full meal once in a while after successfully plundering the Northern Territory. The feeling of being full is not only a kind of happiness for him, but also a luxury for the civilians in the Northern Territory.

In this era of low productivity, except for the free people, after paying the taxes that need to be paid to the lord, it is difficult for anyone to have enough food left for a year. They must gather wild vegetables and other food to satisfy their hunger.

This is why serfs are usually short and thin, but even so, their bodies are still much better than the Klades.

"Kill them!" A small leader of the tribe next to Glenn shouted, waving his weapon, his face flushed with cold and excitement.

He saw that the fellow clansmen in front of him fell under the enemy's spear one by one. With every swing of the spear, a Klader fell to the ground, and the weapons in their hands hit each other. They will be blocked by the leather armor and chain armor of the regular army under Leiner who stayed here, making it difficult to cause damage.

A small amount of blood appeared on the snow, like blood-red pearls dripping down on the ground, embellishing the monotonous ice and snow with an extra color,

So far in the hand-to-hand combat, the Kladers have lost about forty or fifty people. Sweat oozes from Gala's cold palm, and he had to change his hand to hold the wooden stick and wipe his right hand with the animal skin on his body.

He licked his pale lips due to lack of nutrition. Many tribe warriors in front had fallen down, and it was his turn to face the enemy directly.

Gela has always been very confident about his luck and strength. He didn't believe that he would die at the hands of the enemy by such a coincidence. He thought that he would survive the battlefield as always, and return home with rich spoils to enjoy with his family.

"For the Horde!" Gala yelled loudly, and at the same time raised the wooden club with animal teeth in his hand, the Horde warriors in front of him had fallen under the spears of the Ridkars.

At this time, the Morland German army was also very difficult. In just five minutes, they lost nearly 20 people and many were injured. Of course, most of the wounded were serfs who lacked armor protection and some free soldiers. For the people, the losses of Reiner's Morand German army were not very great.

Gela swung the wooden stick in his hand towards an enemy in front of him, because he found that the leather armor on the opponent's body was a little damaged, and he felt that his blow could cause enough damage to the opponent.

"Um... what happened?" Ge La stared blankly at the unharmed enemy in front of her, as if she hadn't reacted yet.

"Damn the Klade!" the soldier of the Moreland family in front of Gela said viciously. The stick that hit him just now did hurt a bit, but because there was a layer of chain armor on the outside, and there was still Warm leather armor and thick armor, he was basically unharmed.

With such equipment, even the maces used by the knights can hardly cause them any damage, unless the opponent rides on the horse and uses the impact of the horse to attack.

How could the animal-toothed clubs used by the Klades be comparable to maces, so they suffered almost no damage.

The Northland is completely incomparable with the hinterland of the empire in terms of population, technology, and productivity.

But the only advantage here is that it does produce a lot of steel.

A full body of chain armor can even be sold for five gold coins in the mainland, but here in the Northland, Leiner can even equip half of the ordinary soldiers with iron chain armor.

The soldiers of the inland lords can wear a suit of armor is already very good, and even many knights can only fight in leather chain composite armor, and the serfs can only fight with dung forks and sticks.

"Go to hell! Sinful Klade people! Let the Holy Father judge your sins!" The soldier said viciously, and then stabbed the spear in his hand into the opponent's chest fiercely.

Ge La's face was full of astonishment, he felt a sharp pain in his chest, and then the cold air rushed in quickly, and a gurgling stream of heat flowed over his body, making him feel the rare warmth.

However, after he obtained a short-lived happiness, a sense of powerlessness surged up, and he immediately lost consciousness, and he fell into the icy snow.

A young life just fell on the plains of the Northland. He was just one of the soldiers who died in battle. Seven or eight minutes later, the Klade people had already dropped more than 150 corpses on the ground.

However, their numbers still seem to be very large. In this seemingly crushing situation, the conclusion that one tenth of them will collapse is not realistic.

The soldier who killed Gera withdrew his two-meter spear, and continued to face the enemies who were still rushing forward with a blank expression, as if the Klad man hadn't died in their hands just now.

The free folk also fought against the enemy with spears in their hands. Only the serf omen soldiers, holding dung forks and pickaxes in their hands, flinched and dealt with the enemy. With less than 200 people, they are still crumbling under the impact of the Klades.

At this time, Leiner has led the remaining 30 regular infantry and knights to move to the rear of the Klad people. The leader of Highlander has been paying attention to their movements, and the soldiers in the rear have all turned around. face them now.

The red-bottomed iris-lion flag symbolizing the Merland family was hunting in the cold wind, and some snow foam was blown by the strong wind, fluttering on the armored horses of the knights and the heraldic pennants on their lances. Marching in the snow with a cavalry gun more than four meters in hand, none of this is hidden from the enemy. In this small-scale war, all the deployments can be seen at a glance, which is why the nobles value personal bravery.

Leiner took a breath, looked at the enemy who was already waiting in full force behind him, and frowned slightly. If he launched a surprise attack on the enemy's rear according to the original plan, the effect would definitely be reduced.

After some consideration, Reiner said to Sir Valas: "Here it is! Launch an assault on the enemy!"

The combat power of the knights is extremely powerful, and they don't have to be behind the enemy to launch a charge. The enemy's flanks are in a defenseless state, and at this time, the impact on the side can cause huge damage to the enemy.