Arriving at the village near the castle, the sunset in the far west, the huge volume of the Sanwaya Mountains, even the last sunset was completely obscured, and the sky in the shadows was very dark.

The horses' hooves pounded on the rough dirt road, and the roar interrupted the villagers' beautiful evening.

Kant Zema was in front.

The leader waited quietly at the entrance to the village.

They did not greet each other, nor did they make any rude gestures, just like a traveler who used a horse's hoof as a knock to show goodwill to the village and ask for communication.

It's just that the number of these so-called "travelers" is indeed a little more.

The villagers also poked their heads out.

There was a look of surprise in his eyes.

But there is not much fear, after all, this is the famous Avilés Castle, a village under the rule of Viscount Gibran, and ordinary mercenary groups must be respectfully and respectfully not offended in the slightest.

Even if it is a gang of robbers, it will only send a message to replenish supplies, and there will be no more excessive actions.

Soon, there was a reaction within the village.

Groups of infantry dressed in iron armor and armed with 4-meter long spears quickly assembled.

gathered in the central alley of the village, forming a unique spear phalanx of the Eastern County Leader, looking at the skillful appearance, you can know that these guys who seem to be armed militia can't be seen purely by common sense.

Even Kant nodded secretly: "The training is good." ”

"That's good." Rolf shrugged.

Looking at those armed militiamen, his eyes were also a little more curious: "Of course, compared to those armed militiamen in the Northern County Territory, these guys can be regarded as elite infantry under the lord." ”

"The Eastern Commanders have their own military training system."

Kant said calmly: "Ten years ago, it had nothing to do with the Duchy of Lion. ”

He used to be an apprentice at the academy, and in order to avoid suspicion, he did not read and study any books on supernatural powers, but instead learned the most in cultural history and human geography.

There is naturally a lot to know about the changes in the East County Territory.

Including military.

Kant explained: "This is the infantry training method learned from the Silverplate Kingdom, and is good at taking on the battle against the cavalry. He looked at Rolf: "If you lead the light cavalry to fight in the future, then be careful, this group of infantry under the command of the East County is not weaker than the group of infantry in Rhodok." ”

"Oh, of course, I've compared these long-pole weapons to the Rhodoks."

Rolf nodded.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and he muttered: "Although the desert bandits have trouble dealing with these guys, as long as they are exchanged for Mamluks, or Svadia heavy cavalry, these heavily defended heavy cavalry troops, even Rhodok spearmen can defeat them, let alone these ordinary militiamen." ”

Kant said a little solemnly: "But you still have to be cautious, according to the method you said, the cost performance is too poor." ”

Rolf shook his head helplessly and said, "That's why I hate long-pole weapons." ”

What he said was naturally to rely on the heavy cavalry, smash into the spear phalanx formed by these militiamen, and use the most violent and convenient tactics to directly defeat these militias head-on and penetrate their formation.

But the cluster charge of the heavy cavalry was counterproductive.

will result in casualties.

Especially the frontal charge of the spear phalanx.

Even if you can rush in and break through, it will cause a lot of losses.

In addition to the tactics that the two sides can use in the decisive battle, if it is a regular tentative battle, it will never be used, after all, it is not cost-effective to kill a thousand enemies and lose three hundred.

Therefore, it is not cost-effective.

"A 4-meter spear."

Kant squinted slightly, and his expression was slightly solemn: "Ordinary infantry can't use this kind of weapon." ”

Pikemen need to be rigorously trained.

Not all infantry can use spears, as history proves.

Only when the civilization is relatively advanced and can train the military and civilians into an organized, highly disciplined, and highly coordinated manner can they use this weapon fluently, otherwise they will only be a live target on the battlefield and a motionless turtle shell that will be defeated by the enemy in vain.

And this turtle shell, as long as you smash it hard on the sides and back, you can easily penetrate it.

But training is different.

Look at history.

The ancient Greek city-states of southern Europe were good at using spear phalanxes, and in the hands of Alexander the Great of Macedonia, with light cavalry, they became the pinnacle of invincibility.

Fight the traditional melee infantry on the fertile soil of the Middle Crescent throwing off their armor.

The Middle Ages was also dominated by spears.

A similar variant, the Swiss War Halberd, took this tactic to the extreme, and even the French Kingdom and the Holy Roman Empire, feared knights, did not dare to rush into it easily.

For example, the French knights dealt with the Swiss halberd infantry by dismounting and forming a corresponding phalanx of spears to stab each other.

The history is clearly documented.

Even on the eve of modern times, the Spanish phalanx of spears was still formidable.

And in the history of China.

As long as it is an elite unit, almost all of them are pikemen.

Although the types of troops in Chinese history are not so fine, elite troops can skillfully use long-pole weapons such as spears and spears, and cooperate with bows and arrows, hand-to-hand combat swords, invincible!

Therefore, Kant felt a trace of jealousy in his heart for the militiamen of these Eastern County Commanders.

If you don't have good infantry training.

It won't be so capable!

Rolf also sensed the difference in the Eastern Commandery, so he didn't continue to speak, but turned his eyes, carefully observing the village in front of him and the pikemen on standby, and his eyes also flashed with danger.

As an evil general, he is not without brains, and he also senses that something is wrong with the Dongjun Commander.

In silence.

In the village, more than a dozen people hurried over.

At the head was an old man with vicissitudes of life, flanked by a wealthy middle-aged man, and a sturdy middle-aged man, as well as a dozen guards, dressed in more sophisticated iron-inlaid armor, armed with round shields and sharpened hand axes.

The village chief, treasurer and sheriff of the village.

"Hello."

As an elder, the village chief is naturally well-informed.

Looking at Kant and the Saarion lion knights and lion squires behind him, as well as the 500 elite desert bandits wearing iron armor, his heart couldn't help but beat slightly faster.

However, he still stabilized his mind, and after giving the sheriff next to him a look, he said: "It's getting late, please forgive us for not being able to receive you when you arrive." ”

His attitude was humble.

Kant did not hesitate, turned over and dismounted, walked forward, and said calmly: "We want to spend the night." ”

"Spend the night."

The village chief hesitated slightly.

Obviously, he had some rejection of the Kant people in front of him.

Although there were 50 elite militiamen who could form a phalanx of spears behind him, plus more than 200 ordinary conscripted peasants, it was a bit whimsical to rely on this infantry to resist a cavalry team of more than 500 people.

The sheriff's face was also slightly pale, and cold sweat was running down his sideburns.

Now it's not something he can solve.

If an accident happens, only Viscount Gibran in the castle can handle it.

After all, according to his eyesight, just by looking at these strange cavalry teams now, especially in the fierce eyes of those riders, he could find the momentum of no less than the bandits, or a group of bandits!

"Don't be nervous, old man, we are mercenaries from Nanjun."

Kant, on the other hand, noticed the stiffness of their faces.

With a slight smile, he said calmly: "When I arrived here, I want to ask the nobles of the Eastern County Territory if you want to hire us, after all, it is close to the Sanwaya Mountain Range, and there may be some alien or demonic creatures that need to be dealt with." ”

"Mercenaries." The village chief breathed a sigh of relief.

But I was still nervous.

Although he had been shown to be neutral mercenaries, the old village chief understood that sometimes these mercenaries, when they were short of money or in the dead of night, could turn into murderous bandits at any time.

Robbers and mercenaries, identities are often interchanged.

"We give money."

Kant chuckled, but his next words interrupted their suspicions: "Two large silver coins, I think enough to spend the night in the drying ground outside the village, I think there are only some miscellaneous items piled up there." ”

"This..."

The village chief glanced at the treasurer and sheriff behind him.

However, the two people behind him were also secretly happy when they heard the two big silver coins, and immediately nodded.

"Okay."

The village chief also understood when he saw this.

Coughing lightly, he said gently: "Commander, your mercenaries can rest in the grain drying field outside the village, and as a sign of respect for you, you can get free well water in our village, and of course, if you want some food, you will have to pay extra." ”

After a pause, he felt that his tone seemed to be a little serious, and he still reminded Kant: "This is the territory of Lord Viscount Gibran, and all our income is subject to taxes, so it cannot be given to you for free." ”

"I understand."

Kant smiled and nodded: "I won't embarrass you." ”

"That's good, that's good."

Seeing this, the village chief was so easy to talk about, so he also smiled and stroked his beard, and soon left with the treasurer and the sheriff, and the vigilance in the village also dispersed a lot.

Secretly there must be precautions, and the militia are secretly vigilant and dare not disperse easily.

This is their village.

It's your own home.

A cavalry team of this size is camping nearby, if you are not careful, it is estimated that as long as you take advantage of the late night to attack, these people will definitely not be able to stop them, if they stick to waiting for reinforcements, they may be able to hold out until the reinforcements arrive.

After all, it is close to Avilés Castle, the castle of Lord Viscount Gibran, and if there is an abnormality, it will be discovered soon.

"Set up makeshift camps."

Kant waved his hand and gave the order.

The desert robbers quickly went to the grain drying field not far away, removed all the debris accumulated on it, and at the same time opened the linen tents they had brought with them, and soon formed a makeshift camp of more than fifty tents.

It was already dark, and the stars and the moon had appeared, sprinkling a thin veil on the earth.

The first night of Kant's arrival in the Eastern Counties.