Black Iron Crown

　　Gera was standing in the back of the Clad camp, his hands and feet were cold at this time, 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 Redka Empire. In the past few plunders, they have successfully taken away a lot of supplies. Fortunately, he was also in the terrible winter for several years. Survived.

Holding a wooden stick inlaid with wooden thorns in his hand, Glenn felt that his own was almost frozen. He must plunder enough supplies. Think about the food of the Redka people he enjoyed last winter and those A beautiful woman, his heart is full of fiery heat.

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

　　In this era of low productivity, except for freedmen, after paying the tax that needs to be paid to the lord, it is difficult for anyone to have enough food for a year. They must collect wild vegetables and other food to satisfy their hunger.

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

　　 "Kill them!" A small tribe leader beside Glenn waved the weapon in his hand and shouted loudly. His face turned red from the cold and excitement.

He saw that the kinsmen in front of him fell one by one under the enemy’s spears. With every spear swing, a Clad fell to the ground, and the weapons in their hands hit each other. His body will be blocked by the leather armor and chain armor of the regular army under Rainer's body, which is difficult to cause damage.

　　 A small amount of blood appeared on the snow, like blood-red pearls ticking down on the ground, adding a color to the monotonous ice and snow.

　　The hand-to-hand combat has been carried out so far. The Clades have lost almost forty or fifty people. Sweat oozes from Gera's cold palms. He has to change his hand to hold a wooden stick and wipe his right hand with the animal skin on his body.

　　 He licked his lips that looked a little pale because of lack of nutrition. The tribe warriors in front had fallen a lot, and it was his turn to face the enemy directly.

　　Gera has always been very confident in his luck and strength. He doesn't believe that he died so accidentally under the enemy's hands. He thinks that he will survive the battlefield as always and return home to enjoy with his family with his generous trophies.

　　 "For the Horde!" Gera yelled loudly, and at the same time raised the wooden stick with animal teeth in his hand. The Horde warrior in front of him had fallen under the Redka's spear.

At this time, the Morander army was also very difficult. In just five minutes, they lost nearly 20 people, and many others were injured. Of course, most of the wounded were serfs who lacked armor protection and some freedom. Min, Lena's loss of the Merland army was not great.

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

　　 "Uh...what happened?" Gera stared at the unharmed enemy in front of him blankly, as if he hadn't reacted yet.

"Damn Klad!" The Morand family soldier in front of Gera 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 inside. With warm leather armor and thick armor, he was basically unharmed.

　　 Under such equipment, even the mace used by the knights can hardly cause any damage to them, unless the opponent rides on the horse to attack with the impact of the horse.

　　How could the animal-tooth sticks used by the Klads be comparable to the mace, so they hardly suffered any damage.

　　 The Northland cannot be compared with the hinterland of the empire in terms of population, technology or productivity, but the only advantage here is that it does produce a lot of steel.

　　 A full-body chain armor can even sell for the price of five gold coins in the mainland, but here in the north, Rainer can even equip half of the ordinary soldiers with iron chain armor.

　　The soldiers of the lord of the interior can wear an armed suit. Even many knights can only fight in leather and chain armor, and the serfs can only fight with dung forks and wooden sticks.

　　 "Go to hell! Sinful Klads! Let the Holy Father judge your sins!" The soldier said viciously, and then pierced the opponent's chest with the spear in his hand.

　　Gera's face was full of astonishment. He felt a sharp pain in his chest, and then the cold air poured in quickly, and a gurgling heat flowed on his body, making him feel the rare warmth.

　　 But after he got a short period of happiness, a feeling of powerlessness surged up, and he immediately lost consciousness, and he fell into the cold snow.

　　 A young life fell in the plains of the Northland. He was just one of the soldiers killed in action. Seven or eight minutes passed, and the Clads had lost more than one hundred and fifty corpses on the ground.

　　 However, their numbers still seem to be very large. In this seemingly crushing situation, the conclusion that UU reading www.uukanshu.com will collapse if one in ten is killed in battle is unrealistic.

　　The soldier who killed Gala retracted his two-meter spear, and continued to face the enemy who was still rushing forward with no expression, as if the Klad was not dead in their hands just now.

The freedmen also fought with the enemy with spears in their hands. Only the serf symptom soldiers, who held dung forks and pickaxes in their hands, flinched and dealt with the enemy. Even if there were regular troops killing and wounding the enemy in large numbers, the number Less than two hundred people are still crumbling under the impact of the Cladds.

At this time, Rainer has led the remaining thirty regular infantry and knights to move to the back of the clad people. Chief Hylanda has been paying attention to their movements, and the soldiers in the rear have all turned their bodies. Face them now.

The red-bottomed Iris flag, which symbolizes the Morand family, hunted in the cold wind. Some of the snow foam was blown by the strong wind and moved on the armored war horses of the knights and the heraldic pennants on their lances. Holding a four-meter-long lance traveling in the snow, all this has not been concealed from the enemy. In such a small-scale war, all the deployment can be clear at a glance. This is also the reason why the nobles value personal courage.

　　 Rainer took a breath, looked at the enemy who was already waiting, frowned slightly. If he launched a surprise attack on the enemy's rear according to the original plan, the effect would definitely be compromised.

　　 After some consideration, Rainer said to Sir Varas: "It's here! Launch an assault on the enemy!"

　　 The combat effectiveness of the knights is extremely powerful. It does not have to be behind the enemy to be able to charge. The enemy's flanks are in a state of defenselessness. At this time, the impact on the side can cause huge damage to the enemy.