Crusade against the Pope

Chapter 358 There is a clue
A raid will not come when one is fully prepared.

They always happen unexpectedly, on a sunny morning when many people are trying to enjoy their bed a little longer.

A group of bandits on horseback rushed from one end of the village to the other, throwing torches to burn the roofs.

When Alexandros and his men arrived here in time from the caravan camp nearby.

The situation took him a little by surprise.

To be precise, the other party missed.

This rural village has more stringent security facilities than the farms Alexandros had seen before.

It used a large number of houses to form the prototype of a defensive offensive.

After realizing that they were being attacked, the villagers inside promptly and decisively pushed some carts and horse-drawn carriages to dangerous locations on the road, and then destroyed the wheels to make them unable to move easily.

This makes things much simpler.

The cavalry who rushed into the village first found themselves alone in the deep.

Those who failed to rush in in time had to dismount because of the obstacles.

After the attacking enemy lost their mobility advantage, the villagers, with their numerical advantage, were able to fight the enemy on equal terms.

Although the villagers suffered heavy casualties due to insufficient armor and would collapse sooner or later.

But at this moment, Alexandros organized a team of nearly twenty people and joined the battlefield in time.

In this chaos, Gregor was also incorporated into the formation.

Alexandros had no time to exclude him from the group.

Due to lack of training, it is difficult to say that the team brought by Alexandros formed a shield wall.

But at least the weapons they use and the armor they wear are significantly stronger than those of the villagers, which means that the team brought by Alexandros will be more able to withstand attacks.

Therefore, after realizing that they might be attacked from both sides, the attackers decisively gave up fighting and began to fight and retreat, trying to extricate themselves from the melee.

Alexandros rushed forward first, made several exquisite changes of moves, avoided the opponent's block, and with a precise stab, pierced the opponent's face and took down one person.

But after that he couldn't chase him anymore.

After leaving the village, those who had come to raid the village mounted their horses and disappeared from everyone's sight.

Several corpses and a burned village were left behind.

For Alexandros and others, the more important thing was to help put out the fire rather than chasing the enemy.

Most of the houses here are made of wood. If the fire gets big, the whole village will be destroyed.

After all this was done, Alexandros finally had the time to pay attention to Gregor and the corpse left behind.

Gregor, who had never swung his sword during the entire battle, was now leaning against a tree and retching.

"How is it? Is it very different from the scene you imagined?"

"It's okay, I'm just a little uncomfortable with it. And... I mean, is this how we fight? The other party ran away when they saw us coming?"

"What else? Stay here and fight to the death? Then both of us will suffer heavy casualties? Those people are only here to rob, not to die."

Alexandros paused for a moment and continued, "The moment you pick up a weapon, even the most humble and crude one, as long as you are willing to resist and exchange your life with the other party."

"Then the other party needs to be cautious."

Even the greatest warriors can die from infected wounds.

Killing someone is easier than many people think.

There are few things in this world, almost nothing, that are more valuable than one's own life. No matter how much wealth one plunders, only the living can enjoy it.

Of course, believing Odin is another matter.

Although Alexandros was only less than 30 years old, he had been fighting on the battlefield for many years.

He understood one thing clearly: the vast majority of soldiers would not actually sacrifice themselves to kill others.

After a fierce battle, there may not be even one-tenth of the casualties, but the subsequent pursuit process is likely to cause a large number of casualties.

But after a hard fight, not everyone had the energy to pursue.

As for those cavalry units that were specifically responsible for the pursuit, they were mostly just driving away the fleeing soldiers and preventing the enemy from regrouping.

The goal is to disperse the enemy as much as possible and make it difficult for them to regroup, not that the goal is to kill all the enemies.

After comforting Gregor for a while, Alexandros turned around and checked the corpses left by the enemy.

In this battle, the villagers suffered heavy casualties, with at least five people killed, three seriously injured, and seven slightly injured.

After paying such a heavy price, they only managed to capture two bodies.

One of them was the head of Alexandros.

It’s not that no one on the other side was injured, but with each other’s protection, all the injured left the village calmly.

From this perspective, the other side's military proficiency is far superior to theirs.

If the gap in numbers was not so huge and the other party was not unwilling to pay a heavier price, the losing side would most likely be Alexandros.

Of course, there is nothing much to say about this. Alexandros clearly understands one thing: many times the outcome of a war depends on which side is more willing to die and can bear more casualties.

Let's not talk about that nonsense. When we arrived at the enemy's corpses, Arsalan was also here.

He had stripped the other person clean, and his face looked gloomy.

"How about it?"

Alexandros asked.

"Maybe he's a relative of mine who knows how many generations apart..."

During the previous battle, Arsalan could obviously understand some of the opponent's words, which indeed proved that the opponent was a Turk.

However, there are big differences in speaking habits, and the pronunciation of some words is obviously different.

This made Arsalan feel quite confused.

After examining each other's bodies, there were obvious differences in their appearance.

The body had light brown hair, even the pupils were light in color, and had high cheekbones and a flat face.

Arslan has black hair and black eyes, a narrow face, a high nose bridge, and prominent cheekbones.

Although the difference in appearance between the two parties can be distinguished, it is not enough for the people present to identify the other party.

"How to do it?"

The two were in a dilemma for a while, but fortunately Alexandros reacted quickly and said, "Let's go find the prophet. At this time, it's definitely the right thing to do to find the prophet."

In the past few months, Garys has not been idle. He has traveled around here for a long time and often cured and saved people, so he has accumulated some reputation.

It would not be difficult for them to find Garys, and Garys would probably be interested in the origins of these people.

(End of this chapter)