On the third day after Ying Ming left Puli County, the nobles of the besieging camp learned the news of this Ming cavalry from the mouth of the rebel army that had broken in the west.

They were attacked by the Ming army, and the reason why an attack is called an attack often means that the victim did not know anything until the battle began.

And the rabble of conscripted farmers meant that even after an attack, they knew nothing.

"How many enemies are there?"

"Where are they?"

"What kind of gear do they have?"

The three questions of the Earl of Plymouth could not be answered by the fleeing rout.

The knight in the velvet robe crossed his waist and circled around the tent, looking at the knight lord with a suspicious gaze: "I don't know anything, what is Your Excellency doing here?" ”

The knight lord wrapped in iron thought for a moment and said, "I'm here to participate in the siege." ”

He did not know where the enemies had come from, and when he had set up camp two peasants to keep watch around him, the enemy roared up like a wall, and they came like a gust of wind; A gust of wind they went; Before he could get on the horse, the peasant uncle who had been pulled out of the village with great difficulty was leveled, and only the people who had buried their heads in the ground and pouted their butts could still stand up.

One of the red cavalrymen also gave him a hammer on the head, fortunately he had a huge iron helmet, but it also meant that he could not see anything except the small slit in his eyes.

It was indeed quite scary, the hammer was not powerful, and just as he was raising his two-handed axe to prepare for a face-to-face battle, the cavalrymen on small horses actually pulled out their pistols, and he was so frightened that he quickly took the hukou who had just gotten up from the prostitute's belly and turned over and fled to the east.

In a battle, not a single enemy was killed, his head was knocked with a hammer, the back of his armor was cut off and the small lead particles were flattened, the vassals were gone, and the servants died, if he hadn't found the remains left by the annihilation of another army on the road, the knight would have starved to death on the road.

Hunger proved to be a much greater threat to heavy knights armed to the teeth than the Beiyang cavalry, who were unwilling to fight to the death.

"Wait, you mentioned that you saw the ruins of the annihilated battlefield on the road? How far is it from here? ”

The knight lord was asked, thought for a while, and said, "Maybe twenty miles?" ”

England used to belong to Rome, and their unit of measurement was also a Roman unit, and the smallest unit of feet was the same as the ancient Chinese step, which was the distance between two steps of a person, about 1.5 meters.

As for the British themselves, the unit of inches is a bit of a joke, and Edward II prescribed the standard inch, and the distance between the three largest ears of wheat in a wheat field is one inch.

And their li is 1,000 feet, which is equivalent to 1,000 steps, and the Ming system is nearly three li.

The Earl of Plymouth pouted and did not speak, now he knew that at least two of the troops that were being assembled towards Plymouth had been attacked, one of them dead or missing, and the other was left with a knight with better plate armor than the earl of him.

He was wearing a full body armor, even the front and back of his armpits were covered with armor plates to protect his weak spots, and there were huge steel bumps under his crotch, the only thing he could see was the line of his eyes, and it seemed that this armor was what kept him alive from enemy attacks.

The Earl sighed and asked suspiciously, "Normally, a knight's taxes cannot support such a suit of plate armor, Your Excellency?" ”

The knight took off his helmet and smiled embarrassedly: "I have a lot of land to raise sheep, and I also issue loans for the poor, and invest in the fleet to do business, so I can afford a pair of plate armor from the Greenwich armor factory, if you are interested, we can join forces to invest in the caravan, Plymouth is a good port." ”

People say that times have changed, and the first to feel the change of times are the local knights closest to ordinary citizens and merchants, and the nobles living in London, who have more opportunities to participate in this change of wealth.

As for the nobles who indulge in banquets in the manor all day long, they have no sense of the changes of the times at all.

"Great idea!" The earl's smile suddenly stopped, and he said, "Then we have to wait until Plymouth is recaptured, I didn't know that there was still a cavalry in the city, could it be that the enemy's reinforcements are coming?" ”

At the same time that the Count was trying to send someone to contact the inner part of the city, he received the news that three armies had been annihilated on the west side, and the cavalry that had fled back were of the same caliber: they were suddenly attacked and ambushed while camping or on their way, and the enemy watched them from afar, but they did not know that the enemy was nearby, and they were immediately destroyed by the cavalry charge on the road they had to pass.

Those who are lucky enough to escape have the same characteristics, only those with the best armor, fast enough and cowardly enough can escape, once they are not strong enough to escape in the first place, there is no chance.

Whether it is a squad of a dozen people or a team of hundreds of people, the result is the same.

Charles, the commander of the siege, drew a number of locations on the map that were actually attacked or seemed to have been attacked, and those who knew the time wrote the time, and those who did not know the time were left blank, and finally what appeared in front of him was a map of attacks in various directions active in the west.

"The enemy has at least three forces to the west, and possibly more, and four forces within twenty miles of the same day are attacked in different places, and these may be enemy troops from Ireland, landing at Newquay, Cornwall, and perhaps with a large number of infantry behind them."

The nobles gathered in the besieged camp couldn't help but whisper when they heard this: How did the barbarians of Ireland get together with the Ming people?

In their eyes, these are the two extremes of human beings, the Ming people who appeared in England in the past, regardless of whether they were merchants or sailors, some people's complexion is not so white and red because of the life at sea, their eyes are big and small, but all of them are clean and decent, wearing high-quality clothes, using exquisite utensils and having an enviable attitude to life.

Irish, what's that? For the English, you try to use all the dirty and nasty words on them without being obtrusive.

The earl sighed heavily: "We must transfer troops to stop them, someone saw that after the knights of the Ming army broke the formation, the red-haired barbarians with axes rushed into the camp and killed people when they saw them, once the troops were killed and dispersed, even the nobles who led the army could not stop them wearing plate armor...... They don't seem to have any intention of capturing the nobles to ask for ransom, so you can rest assured that your wallets are fine. ”

"But until now we haven't heard of them alive."