Black Iron Crown

Reiner glanced at the lords, raised his voice again and said: "His purpose is very simple! It is to destroy our group of people! Not only did we reject his solicitation, but we are also at odds with him on weekdays!"

"What's more! The lords who have devoted themselves to him have not yet pledged their allegiance. They just hope to get more benefits through him and avoid the fate of being destroyed!"

"I hope you don't have any fluke mentality! Once we are defeated, we must face death! He will bring our territory under his command, and will distribute the territories passed down by your ancestors to the lords who have taken refuge in him! Loyal to Our knights will all die on the battlefield, and our families and kinsmen will be wiped out by him!"

Speaking of this, Reiner's expression began to become grim: "So! Everyone, we have no choice! If we can't win! Then all of us and our family will face the end of destruction together!"

"Everyone! Do you want this to happen?" Reiner said in a deep voice.

"No... I don't want to!"

All the lords were stunned by Reiner's words, and after a while, finally one lord answered him in a stammering tone.

"I don't want it... I don't want it!" The other lords also gradually came to terms with the situation. At first they answered in a low voice, but later their voices became louder and almost turned into slogans.

"We must not let the family be destroyed!"

"We must win!"

"For my ancestors and future generations, we must win!"

The lords are still very important to their families. In fact, in this era, the lords and nobles often regard the family more important than their own lives. Reiner clearly recognizes this, so he just said If you leave the family, you will be destroyed.

"Very good, let us stand ready for such a long time, and be ready for a decisive battle with Earl Zhebo at any time!"

"Yes, Baron Rainer!"

All the lords said in unison, Leiner actually felt a little like a leader at this time.

The lords returned to their camp and immediately ordered the soldiers to reinforce the camp, and waited for the arrival of Earl Zhebo.

At this time, the army outside the city of Babsburg was in a tense atmosphere, and the lords gathered in Rainer's tent to discuss.

Reiner stood in front of a table and yelled at Fang Qiu. On the table was a map, which was brought out by Baron Belem. As a family that had ruled Babsburg for hundreds of years, they knew the terrain around Hu very well. .

"We must not go to that plain to have a decisive battle with the enemy! This will put us at a greater disadvantage!" Leiner said, frowning and carefully looking at the map in front of him.

"But, why?" A lord asked, "Where are the soldiers under our command able to display their combat effectiveness better?"

Reiner glanced at him, he really didn't want to explain too much about this mentally retarded problem, but he glanced around, and found that there were still several lords who nodded in agreement to express his agreement.

Reiner was a little speechless, raised his brows and could only explain: "There is a huge flat plain, and a huge number of troops can deploy there without any obstacles and attack us!"

"And our number is not as large as that of Earl Zhebo. Although this can exert the greatest combat effectiveness for us, it is the same for Earl Zhebo. If there is a decisive battle, the opponent's strength will be fully displayed. !"

"And if we defend the vicinity of Babsburg, we don't need to worry about this. Although the terrain near Babsburg is also very flat, there are at least a few small hills, which limits the deployment of the enemy's troops. It is absolutely impossible to send all the troops out to attack us at once!"

"Thus,

We will be able to temporarily increase the strength of Earl Zhebo to the same number as ours, the only difference is that he has reinforcements and we don't! "

"Plus, if they want to destroy us, they must march! Although their army is larger than ours, the food consumption rate is definitely much faster than ours!"

As Reiner said, a smile gradually appeared on his face: "They absolutely can't bear to confront us for too long, so we can definitely wait for them here!"

Sometimes it is not a good choice to put all the troops out for a full-scale decisive battle with the enemy.

If Leiner's strength is superior at this time, then a flat battlefield is definitely his dream, but unfortunately he is at a disadvantage, so he has to use terrain to limit the advantage of the enemy's strength.

After listening to Reiner's explanation, what everyone wanted to say, they thought it was a bit despicable to do so, and it was too useless of chivalry, but they thought that this was a life-and-death war, so they didn't say it out He chose to follow Reiner's advice.

At the same time, the senior cavalry archers sent by Leiner who had been wandering outside rushed into the tent again.

"Lord Nayan, Earl Zhebo has already appeared on the great plain six kilometers away from us. Now they are camping. There are a lot of them. I estimate there are tens of thousands of them, but the more than four thousand that will be added later The people are merchants, and their speed is too slow to keep up with the marching speed, and they can't catch up until they camp in place!"

They camped!

There is such a voice in everyone's heart, the pressure brought by Earl Zhebo is unparalleled, and now just the news of camping has already made the hearts of the lords start to beat.

At the same time, Earl Zhebo had already set up camp, and they planned to stay here for one night today before taking any action.

The night gradually fell, and the last ray of light also went away with the figure of the sun, leaving the earth. The whole continent was dark and silent, but the vicinity of Babsburg was brightly lit.

The battalion commanders of the lords were very heavily guarded, and the bonfire was lit to illuminate almost one kilometer around.

The same is true for Earl Zhebo's side. Both sides are guarding against the other side's sneak attack, for fear that they will suffer losses in the battle.

"Lord Earl, why don't we... Let's do it tonight!" A lord next to Earl Zhebo said sinisterly. He is the direct vassal of Earl Zhebo, and he is completely incompatible with those lords who rely on Earl Zhebo. Same day.

"No! Let's wait first!" Earl Zhebo had a thick short beard on his chin, which was trimmed into a shape resembling an emperor's beard. Coupled with his calm and majestic aura, he felt like a generation of hero.

"They already know our whereabouts through those damned light cavalry during the day, so let's just let them see how strong we are, maybe they will be scared by our strength and dare not fight!"