Black Iron Crown

In the ice and snow, the weather was very cold. The sun lost its madness in summer, and only a small white mass was left, exuding poor heat weakly, and the sky became much darker under the shroud of winter. People feel gloomy after seeing it.

Rainer is wearing a thick cotton coat, outside is the thick linen armor originally lined with the chain armor and a piece of leather armor. These are all warm things, but they can still be felt in such a severe cold. The biting cold wind kept digging into the body.

The tent that 　　 brought here is still very useful, but even so, the cold wind can still blow through the tent to everyone.

　　 This is also one of the reasons why no one is willing to go out to fight every winter. According to Reiner's estimation, the temperature here should be around minus 30 or 40 degrees.

　　 "Woo~" A copper horn sounded. This was the assembly number of the entire Fort Merand, not only the direct army under Reiner, but the soldiers under the knights could also distinguish this bronze horn.

　　 Even as a soul born in the northeastern part of the celestial dynasty, he can hardly bear the severe cold, let alone the colder climate in the boreal forest.

　　The soldiers also have a thick cotton coat and leather armor. Although half of them are also equipped with chain armor, it is undoubtedly a torture in this kind of weather.

　　 Iron armor becomes extremely cold in this kind of weather, so if there is no combat, no one wants to wear iron armor.

　　 But obviously it's not working anymore. After Rainer's discipline training for more than three months, they can now basically do it.

　　 Although it can't compare to the well-disciplined troops of the later generations of the heavenly dynasty, at least it is one of the best in this era.

　　 They quickly put on each other's armor, then picked up their spears, put the swords on their waists, buckled their helmets and quickly rushed out of the tent and lined up.

　　The line was very neat, and sixty infantrymen and twenty archers quickly gathered together again.

The soldiers brought by the knights are different. Most of them are serfs and freedmen who have been summoned temporarily. The weapons are also varied. The better ones can be equipped with wooden maces and linen armed clothes. They are not good. The other is wearing only ordinary cotton clothes, then holding a wooden stick and dung fork, and then walked to the battlefield with their master.

In addition to the obedience, each knight also brought about a dozen such sign soldiers. In addition to the sign soldiers composed of free citizens, their combat effectiveness was extremely low, the food they usually ate lacked nutrition, and the average height was only about 1.6 meters. Not to mention the skinny, but it is definitely not strong, even the average level of the residents of the Celestial Dynasty is much worse.

　　 Being ruled by lords trembling all the year round makes them extremely weak, and it is difficult to change without a certain period of training.

　　 Finally, ten minutes later, they finally formed a messy formation, standing next to Reiner's direct army, and the gap between the two sides was very obvious.

　　Rainer put on his full-length chain armor with the help of several followers, and then put on his head a warm iron helmet with animal skin inside. All the knights have assembled and waited outside Renner's tent.

　　 Lena put on his armor and hung a high-quality long sword from his waist. A sergeant signed his war horse, then knelt on the ground and let Lena step on his back to turn on the horse.

　　 Regarding this kind of "feudal decay" behavior, Rainer accepted it without pressure. At first he felt a little uncomfortable, but after a long time he also understood that in this era, he must abide by the rules of this era.

　　If Rainer hadn't stepped on the opponent's back, he might still feel apprehensive about how he upset the Lord Baron.

　　Leiner looked at the direction where the wolf smoke was lit, where he was not far away, it seemed that it was only about two kilometers.

"The enemy has appeared! We! We will defeat them here! Defend our homes and territories, and everyone will gain supreme glory!" Rinner yelled loudly on the horse, his voice being wrapped in a warm helmet. Not so clear.

But at least the people around him heard what he said. Indeed, even if the war is won, there is no benefit. At most, some prisoners of war can be traded. However, few people like the Klad slaves. They are thin and weak. And the price is not high, and difficult to tame, so it is difficult to sell at a good price.

　　 But they all know that if the enemy really breaks through their defenses, then their families and territories will receive a devastating blow early.

　　 The news of the fall of a Baron has spread throughout most of the Northern Territory, where it has long been reduced to a **** on earth, if Morandburg falls, then it is undoubtedly the same end.

　　Even if they were immortal, they would be reduced to wandering knights with no benevolence, and their lives would undoubtedly become very embarrassing, and they would even be reduced to rogue knights.

　　 The miserable life that failure may lead to make their fighting will be extremely strong, and in this way, Rainer led them to the direction where the smoke was burning.

　　 In less than half an hour, they rushed to the vicinity of Wolfsmoke, where the offending Clad could already be seen.

　　 I saw the clad trembling in the thick snow, wearing bloated fur, but still walking forward with a wooden stick or bone weapon in his hand.

　　 The people in the opponent's "array" are very neat, all of them are young boys. Although the hard life makes them look older, they are still very young.

This is not because the Klads respect the old and love the young and don’t use the old to fight, but because life in the boreal forest is hard, most people don’t live beyond the age of forty at all, and many people died in the ice when they were in their 30s. place.

　　 A faint white smoke came out of Lena's helmet, which was the breath of the exhaled hot air exposed to the cold air.

The clades seem to have about eight or nine hundred people. The front one is a person who looks warmer and rides a reindeer. Perhaps the leader of this tribe, besides him, there are some clothes. Not far from him, with bone tools in his hands or a handful of people who have iron tools.

　　 That is their warrior. Every tribe always needs some more powerful people to protect the safety of its tribe.

　　Rainer knows through the knights and his uncle Sir Cord that the most difficult tribal warriors are when the opponent plunders every year.

　　Although the weapons and equipment are extremely broken, their physical fitness is comparable to that of the freedmen or the standing army. Most of the casualties in Fort Merland during the siege were caused by these people.

　　Rainer licked his lips slightly, not daring to lick more, for fear that the corners of his lips would be cracked by the cold wind. He knew that the enemy's fighting will was very firm, but also very fragile.

　　 If the enemy can cause huge casualties in one fell swoop, then they will quickly retreat because of fear, after all, death is the greatest fear of living things.

　　 But if they don’t crush them in the first time, then hunger will make them abandon the fear of death. Anyway, if they don’t have food, it’s a death to go back. It’s better to fight here, maybe there is still hope of survival.