Chapter 48: Riding and Shooting vs. Knight

"It looks like you are very comfortable in the rest here." Sir York walked to Srick and said, then he felt it was a little funny and laughed out loud. When he heard Srick's laughter, Srick slowly raised his head and looked at Srick standing in front of him. The corner of his mouth raised, and it seemed that Schwab's plan had been realized, otherwise the sir would not have appeared here again at this time. Srick thought that his life would have been saved.

"If you know that I've been in a worse place than this, you know that it's no different from a rest," Srick said slowly.

"What? Are you laughing at me in a worse place than here? Ha." Sir York thought this guy was either a lunatic or a bragging scoundrel. Maybe a little punishment would make him tell the truth.

"It's not ridicule you, I'm talking about the Inquisition." Srick said, as if it was a very simple word, but when he said that word, people, including Sir York, shivered involuntarily. Even the bravest knights dared not face the ruthless Inquisition judges. Sir York couldn't help but stretch out his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his head. It was such a dangerous figure, Sir York thought repeatedly in his heart.

"Hmph, you can't be bragging, no one can come out alive from there," Sir York retorted.

"I'm out because I'm innocent. Okay, sir, what's the matter with me?" Srick sat up straight leisurely, because his hands and feet were locked by iron, and this position was not comfortable.

"I plan to let you go, because the information you provided to me is true, but you want to tell me how you know that Baron Russell is coming to attack me." Sir York waved his hand and asked the jailer in the dungeon to untie the iron torture that bound Srick. Srick moved his wrist and stood up, and his clothes were returned to him by the jailer.

"Of course, I will tell you, but it's not now. The important question you are facing now is how to deal with Baron Russell and his army." Srick put on his own clothes, then took out a piece of iron as thin as parchment from his belt like magic, and held it up as if showing off. "Looking at your dungeon cannot stop me."

"Damn it." Sir York looked back angrily, checking the guards of Srick's body, and the guards spread their hands helplessly. He could not have imagined that Srick would take out such a thin piece of iron from his belt.

"Where are Baron Russell and the others?" Srick asked.

"They attacked very quickly, and they would probably be able to get under the high walls of my manor in half a day." Sir York held his hand on the wall next to him. The cold wall made his heart full of despair. The number of Baron Russell's soldiers was several times that of him. Although the soldiers gathered in the manor were very high, their number was too small. Sir York had not yet made up his mind to go out to fight and defend and wait for assistance.

"What are you going to do?" Srick asked.

"I'm going to take people out to meet Baron Russell's men."

"But you don't seem to be very sure about this decision." Srick keenly captured Sir York's weakness.

"Yes, we are short of staff. If we attack rashly, if we are defeated by Baron Russell, the manor will not be saved." Sir York said frankly.

"Well, it makes sense, but I think Baron Russell doesn't know that you already know the news of his attack, so he attacked so quickly. If you attack with cavalry at this time, the chance of victory is very high."

"You are right, ha, such timidity is not the act of a knight. No matter what he does, he is ready to do a big fight." Sir York regained his spirits under Srick's persuasion. He tidied up his chain armor and shoulder pads on his body, and walked out of the dungeon with great strides. Outside, Sir York's servants led a tall white horse to him. Sir York rolled over the horse's back. He looked back at his knights and cavalry, then shouted and led his loyal subordinates to the direction of Baron Russell's invasion.

"God, bless my husband." Sir York's wife stood at the window of the mansion, watching her husband wearing armor leading the soldiers to the war. She held the rose rosary with her trembling hands and prayed desperately.

"Give me a horse." Srick shouted loudly at Sir York's housekeeper. The housekeeper immediately asked the servant to pull out a red war horse from the stable. Srick skillfully stepped on the horse's back and waved the whip and chased out in the direction of Sir York.

At this time, Baron Russell led his team and rushed to Sir York's manor with pride. In his heart, he must have thought that when he appeared under the high wall of Sir York's manor, Sir York opened his mouth wide and looked stunned. His brave soldiers would use logs to break open the door of the manor. Then again, the war horses and wines in Sir York's manor are very famous in this area. If they can be incorporated into their own territory, they can greatly enhance the power of their family.

"Baron, look at the opposite side." Just as Baron Russell was daydreaming on the horse's back, the knight beside him suddenly saw a cavalry team appearing on the front. The heraldry on the flag that was leading was clearly the symbol of Sir York's family heraldry.

"What? What's going on?" Baron Russell grabbed the reins of the horse under his crotch and turned around to stop his team from moving forward. He saw Sir York's army incredibly prepared against him. His heart was full of questions. It would take at least half a day for Sir York to gather his team, but how did he learn about his attack? It was the bastard who leaked the secrets and must kill him. Baron Russell thought angrily.

"Barcelona Russell, long time no see. What's wrong with you taking your people to my territory?" Sir York, with a stern face, rode out of his team without a good look, and shouted to Baron Russell opposite him.

"Hmph, you know very well why I came. I want to seek justice for my son." Baron Russell said in anger.

"What? You ran to my territory, killed my serfs, burned the village, and even offered justice?" Sir York was almost irritated, and Baron Russell's eldest son was clearly beside him.

"This is the price for you to traitorously pursue my son. You shameless villain, accept the sanctions." Baron Russell waved his whip and gave a look to his son. His eldest son immediately ordered the soldiers beside him to arrange them into dense formations and prepare to attack Sir York's cavalry.

"Okay, you dare to slander me with your devilishly vicious tongue. Let me see how I deal with you." Sir York gritted his teeth angrily and stared at Baron Russell fiercely, as if he was about to swallow him alive.

"Just, attack, don't wait for the opponent's array to be arranged." At this time, Srick drove the horse to Sir York and suggested to Sir York.

"I know, attack." Sir York nodded, pulled out his sword and stretched forward, then put down the iron mask on his helmet. The cavalry shouted and rushed towards Baron Russell's team, while the knights followed Sir York calmly.

"Swoosh~~~~." Sir York's family came from the Eastern Grassland. Although they used knights like other nobles in the Empire, they still retained the combat methods on the Eastern Grassland. The cavalry were wearing light leather armor and carrying a large bow behind them. They would not immediately rush into the infantry's team to fight, but slowly wandered on both sides, and occasionally took down the bows and arrows behind them, and shot deadly arrows into the infantry's team. The arrows shot into Baron Russell's team like locusts, causing a stir. From time to time, arrows shot into the infantry's heads and necks and other key parts. Blood was sprayed out from the wound, bringing a wave of fear to the soldiers in the team. The screams and the sound of Peng Peng's arrows shooting into the body from time to time made people shudder.

"Damn it, despicable." Baron Russell waved his fists angrily. He looked at the already dissatisfied infantry formation and issued an order to attack the knights beside him. The knights nodded and put down their covers, held a long carriage rifle, and skillfully mobilized the horses under their crotch to move forward slowly. At this time, Sir York's cavalry gave up the tactics of harassing the infantry and gathered around Baron Russell's knights, shooting the moving iron armored people with bows and arrows. The sounds made by the bows and arrows hit the plate armor and shields made the knights riding on the horses shake slightly.

"The knights' armor is too thick, and your cavalry can't do anything to them. You have to use a crossbow." Srick said to the knights of Baron Russell who were constantly advancing.

"Don't worry." Sir York's mouth slightly raised.

"Ha, this idiot, is it really a delusion to use those cavalry to deal with the knights?" Baron Russell said proudly.

"Ah~~~." Suddenly, the cavalry gathered their bows and arrows to shoot at a knight. The bows and arrows pierced through the chain armor at the knight's neck. Blood spurted out from the knight's mouth and threw away the shield in his hand. He covered his neck with an incredible look in his eyes, but it was too late. The knight's body fell down from the horse and made a roar, and then stopped moving.
Chapter completed!