Chapter 142 Warriors of the Order
Garris looked at Victor. Because of the news brought by Victor, Garris could roughly determine where the Bedouins were gathering.
Pierre discovered traces of the horse team outside the manor, and made his own judgment, telling Victor that the horse team might gather at the lake.
Through Victor's mouth, Gareth heard the news and agreed with it.
Because a lake means a large area of water, it means that the air humidity there will be relatively high and dew will easily condense.
During this dry season, places with more dew can easily nourish more grass.
Even in the Bible, dew is often mentioned as a symbol or warning of Heavenly Father’s blessing, which shows the special significance of dew in the land of Palestine.
If you just want to drink water, any bank of the river will do. But if you want more than a hundred horses to have a full meal near the manor, then the optional location is the lakeside.
"Pierre is a good boy."
After praising him, Garris immediately ordered.
"Russell."
"Arrived!"
"Reorganize the troops and leave about 20 people to guard the manor. The others will go with me."
"Yes!"
The benefit of Garris's division of the army into three systems was reflected at this time.
Pierre and Victor are indeed regular armies, but regular armies and standing armies also mean that they are expensive and scarce in number. Although they can be mobilized quickly, they will not be able to appear in the attacked village immediately.
Slave-catching teams are running rampant these days, and bandits and robbers are killing and destroying them endlessly.
If the rural areas have no ability to defend themselves, they are just harmless little white rabbits.
In addition, in order to cope with the large-scale war that is about to break out, military training in the form of militia in advance can also mobilize enough troops at critical moments to deal with foreign enemies.
In this era, the training intensity of the vast majority of peasant soldiers and conscripts was actually not as intense as the militiamen here in Garris.
After all, most of the peasant soldiers and conscripts did not have enough to eat, but the militiamen on Garis's side were able to have enough food and at the same time arm their spirits with faith.
When encountering small-scale deserters and wandering bandits, relying on the village community's own force is actually enough to deal with them.
If you encounter a larger-scale bandit, according to Garris's idea, you will not need to ask for help from the Kingdom's standing army.
Constituency councils, equivalent to the township level, must also be able to summon militias from nearby villages on their own to respond to enemies in a timely manner.
While Garris continued to study the terrain and think about combat methods.
Russell on the side also began to organize the people who had gathered.
First, Russell organized the order warriors, the Paladin attendants, into separate groups.
The equipment of Paladin's attendants is relatively better. Basically, they wear armor inside and chain mail outside, and they can also add a robe to protect them from direct sunlight.
In addition, as attendants, each of them actually owns a horse. Although their equestrian skills are not exquisite enough, it is currently impossible for them to be used as knights. But chasing and killing on horseback, or maneuvering on horseback are still possible.
In terms of positioning, Paladin is indeed not a traditional knight, or even a soldier in the traditional sense.
Paladins, warriors of the Order, basically do not receive military formation training. They spend more time polishing their personal martial arts and receiving various educations than cooperative combat training.
Their education includes but is not limited to: superficial medical skills, simple militia training, basic legal provisions, pest control in agricultural production, and the basic principles of new millennium theology...
According to the oaths they have taken and the focus of their education, the warriors of the order will also be assigned different missions.
For example, some are assisting priests in missionary missions, some are patrolling local areas to ensure judicial justice, some are helping local village communities train militia, and some are running errands for Garris.
The main reason why Paladin is asked to train martial arts is that these days are too chaotic. A team of several people is out and about, and someone might disappear inexplicably.
To be precise, Paladin is not so much a warrior of the Order as a rural work team, an indispensable part of the Order's rural missionary work...
These days, if you go out to preach, if you don't ride a horse, wear iron armor, hold a sword in your hand, and have a mace on your waist, who will obey you?
When you really meet someone who has committed a heinous crime, words alone are of no use.
The weapon of criticism cannot replace the weapon of criticism.
Not everyone is like Garris, who can subdue gangsters with bare hands and dare to kill through military formations with a sword.
When Garris first arrived in the village of Monterey, he was surrounded by a circle of farmers when he exposed a fake herbalist who said he was using poison.
At that time, if Simon hadn't revealed his sword in time and told the farmers to calm down, those farmers would have been beaten by Garris on the spot.
Therefore, it was Simon who protected the villagers at the scene very well.
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The so-called lake is actually just a section of the tributaries of the Arnon River. It is where the tributaries of the tributaries meet, and it is relatively gentle, so a body of water is gathered.
Pierre arrived here a few minutes ago. He had expected it after seeing the direction in which the horse's hoof prints extended.
When he arrived here, he easily found the group of Bedouins.
According to the reconnaissance points mentioned by Garris, Pierre purposefully adjusted his position.
When choosing a reconnaissance location, you need to pay attention to the openness of the field of view, your own concealment, and the safety of the retreat route.
Therefore, he used the bushes to find a position slightly above the lake. The terrain here was flat and easy to evacuate, and then he began to estimate the distance between them and the number of enemy troops.
In terms of distance, they were about 400 feet apart, and in terms of number, it was a bit more than Pierre had previously estimated.
This number of Bedouins should be the overall operation of a tribe, far exceeding the upper limit that Labrete Manor can handle. However, there is not without good news.
These Bedouin people probably don't know that the northern territory of Transjordan has become independent from Leonard, nor that a standing army has been established in the territory.
Therefore, they did not rush to attack the manor, but set up camp first.
According to Pierre's own judgment, this was most likely a preparation for a night attack.
After all, in terms of scale, Labrete Manor is still a relatively large manor. If these Bedouins are confident of winning in a head-to-head confrontation, they may also suffer considerable losses.
Going out to harvest grass and grain is a business without capital. If many people die, the gain outweighs the loss.
Therefore, these Bedouins need to recharge their batteries now. When night falls and the people in the manor put down their guard and rest, they will attack.
After making his judgment, Pierre left the place in a hurry.
He needed to bring clearer information to the manor so that the people in the manor could prepare for it.
However, when he turned around and had not walked much, he met an unexpected figure, a person who never thought he would appear here.
"Prophet?"
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Unlike farmers who live on isolated island oasis, they are not nomads on grasslands, but nomads in wastelands and deserts,
These people have their own desert and their lives are different.
Year after year, day after day, they chased water plants but did not settle down, fighting against the drought and scorching heat of the desert.
They crossed desert after desert, and in this harsh life, they developed their tough and cruel nature and brought them unique values.
To them, plundering is no different from herding.
Only whether it can be done and whether it is worth it does not matter whether it is right or not.
Even the settler Arabs who share the same faith and have similar blood are regarded as objects of robbery and slave trading, let alone pagans?
The full moon hung high, its cool light reflecting on the calm lake.
Several horses stood leisurely on the grass beside the lake, lowering their heads and nibbling on the grass. From time to time, the horses' hooves lightly stepped on the ground, making a slight rustling sound.
In this melodious and peaceful atmosphere, several Bedouins were discussing intensively in a tent.
"Jassim, when the moon is at the zenith, you will take the people and set off first, and be ready to pretend to attack the east of the Franks."
"Okay, but if you pretend to attack, I will share more of the spoils."
"Well, yes"
"Mustafa, if you want, you can also lead a small team alone. When Jassim and others launch an attack, patrol outside and don't miss those who escape. The Franks are all good slaves."
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"Okay."
"I will lead the others to attack from the west when the moon moves westward."
Hassan, the chief of this Bedouin tribe, is constantly arranging his men.
To be precise, he can't be called a subordinate. As the chief of the tribe, he does not have the absolute power of a feudal lord. He spends most of his time coordinating the interests of various factions in the tribe and fighting for more for the faction he is from. interests.
Therefore, in many cases, other people in the tribe will not be too obedient or afraid of him.
"By the way, Hassan, I heard from the Hilal tribe some time ago that something strange happened here."
"Huh? Tell me about it?"
There was still a lot of time before the moon reached its peak, and they had almost rested during the day. In order to pass the time before the robbery, the people in the tent began to chat.
"I heard that the Hilal tribe was very unlucky on this land last year. Even their previous chief, you know, the particularly annoying guy, died. Their tribe is not The good young man also died.”
"Huh? Interesting."
"How did that guy die?" A guy with a beard asked curiously.
Their tribe is a mortal enemy of the Hilal tribe, so they have avoided getting close to each other for a long time. However, it is good news to hear that the chief of the enemy tribe is dead. It is true that no one can stop the will of Allah.
At this time, he heard the man sitting next to him continue to say: "I heard that there is a Frank here who is particularly good at fighting. He can throw spears directly into horses, and he can also chase and kill cavalry from dozens of steps away. Then Tamim was split in half, and even his intestines and internal organs were spilled out. It was very scary!”
"Are you kidding? No one in this world can do that!" Hassan interrupted this inexplicable story.
The war is about to start now. It is unlucky to tell such a legend at this time.
"Of course, it's just a joke. It's true that the Hilal tribe can't do it now. If they lose, they lose, and they still have to find excuses." The person who told the story also realized that it was indeed unlucky and hurriedly denied it.
However, just when they were about to chat about other news, a shrill whistle came from outside the tent.
The leaders of the tribe, including Hassan, stood up in a hurry and rushed out of the tent.
When they came outside the tent, they saw an extremely bloody scene.
Under the silvery white moon, on the quiet and beautiful lakeside grassland, there was a corpse on the ground. The corpse was split in half, and the intestines and internal organs were spilled out.
Standing next to this corpse was a Frank. The blood-stained sword in his hand proved that it was this person who did it.
Chapter 915, Chapter 1015, and Chapter 1015. I owe 3 chapters. I should add another chapter before 12 o'clock.
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