In Simon's memory, when he first met Ludwig in a tavern, the old boy was just slightly fat. And when he now owned the newly built manor outside Koother Village, the guy who lived a more comfortable and moist life actually grew a conspicuous big belly.

The job of the spy manager did not change Ludwig's optimistic attitude towards life and the kindness that he exuded throughout his body. However, Simon read a different feeling from his smile that was always hanging on his face.

It can be said that no one who sees him can connect this humorous fat uncle who releases kindness all the time and the cunning and cruel spy leader.

"This is a document drafted for the alliance. My friend. When Baron Carl's Seal Master arrives, we can sign the document officially," Ludwig placed a roll of parchment on the table in front of Simon, and suddenly said, "However, I have a bad news - the message we sentinels on the southern border of Feldburg, and in the early morning yesterday, they were surprised to find a sky-high fire emitting from the direction of Duisburg in the south."

"That means... the Magyar raiding team is already very close to my territory?" Simon said with some headache.

"I'm afraid you're right. Apart from those pagans who burned, killed, looted all evil, I can't think of a second person who could make such a big noise in the territory of Baron Carl in Duisburg." Ludwig said with concern.

"How was the arrangement of the sharp wood horses we made some time ago?"

"I heard from Ryan two days ago that they have basically been arranged."

In order to prevent these damn Magyars from rushing into the village without any obstacles, they killed a large number of leaders who had no time to react and failed to enter the manor to take refuge, Simon sent several messengers to convey his warnings and responses to each of his vassals - to encircle the village with loose pointed logs.

After all, it is too expensive to build solid wooden walls like Foldeburg for every village, not to mention that the distance between houses in some villages is very large, and it will be even more expensive to include them all within the walls.

Therefore, in order to prevent these nomadic robbers from rushing directly into the village without any effort, the seemingly loose but airtight for the cavalry became the best choice for Simon and his vassals.

In this way, when the Magyars appeared near the village and the militia sounded the alarm, the villagers could hide behind the strong walls of the manor with the cover of sharp wood and horses, raise a beating of wolf smoke to warn Esbaiburg and Folderburg, and wait for rescue.

These Magyar raiders are best at fast and maneuvering riding and shooting tactics. When it comes to siege, Simon did not think they could break through the village territories and built walled manors in a short time.

What's more, they are not fools. For the tricky hedgehog, they will not think of spending time and risking their lives to break it, but will decisively search for the next unprepared "treasure".

In addition, most of these nomadic robbers wear lightweight armor, and almost no one wears heavy armor, because this will not only reduce the high mobility they rely on for survival, but heavy armor is also a huge burden on their ponies. Therefore, only a small number of these pagan robbers wear light scale armor, and most of them do not wear armor. This means that their death rate will be very amazing under the shooting of dense arrows and the flying stones of the catapult.

"Our soldiers need a lot of spears," Simon said, thinking, "those pagans are people on horseback, and spears will be the best weapon to deal with them."

At this time, another weapon that made the armored cavalry scared also appeared in Simon's mind - Gutentucker Spear.

This weapon probably appeared in the thirteenth century, when the Flanders thought of many tricks to deal with the heavy cavalry charge of the Kingdom of France.

Unlike King Robert of Scotland who used the advantage of swamp terrain to defeat the dominant heavy cavalry with a large number of poorly equipped Scottish spearmen, the Flanders' method was to combine the two weapons, spear and mace, to beat the knights of the French Kingdom.

When the enemy's heavy cavalry charges, the spear can be inserted into the ground as a spur. Before the enemies who fell off the horse get up from the ground in a mess, the soldiers have already hit them with heavy spears like iron blocks installed on the front end.

The name of Gutentauk's spear is also quite humorous. It comes from the Dutch word "goedendag", which means "a beautiful day" or "a peaceful day".

It is not difficult to imagine that when the lowland militias of the thirteenth century took the "Ri'an stick" and shot down the French knights from their horses and knocked them to pieces, this was their way of greeting the invaders.

According to historical records, in the Battle of the Golden Spurs in 1302, the Flanders fought against the French Kingdom with 9,000 militias composed of craftsmen and peasants, with a traditional feudal army of 8,000. Among them, the French army had 2,500 well-equipped aristocratic cavalry, 1,000 crossbowmen, 1,000 spearmen and 3,500 light infantry.

However, in this battle that everyone thought would turn into one-sided massacre, the French army was unexpectedly defeated, and even Robert II, the supreme commander Atouva, lost his life in the battle.

According to rough estimates, at least more than 1,000 noble cavalrymen died under the Gutentaker spear in that battle.

The result of this battle shocked the whole of Europe. The Flanders defeated the myth of the arrogant heavy cavalry with victory. Although the Gutentack spear is simple to construct, easy to make and low-cost, as long as it is used properly, even in the hands of well-trained militias, the well-equipped heavy cavalry can be defeated by the army.

After this battle, this cheap and effective anti-cavalry weapon quickly became popular throughout Europe.

In this era when Simon lived, it was the time when heavy cavalry became prosperous. The Germans spent a lot of money to form heavy cavalry troops to fight against the Magyars. The Norman Knights, who terrified the infantrymen in Europe in the next few centuries, had already begun to take shape.

Simon thought that it was obviously more than enough to use the Gutentark spear to deal with the Magyars. This short and heavy spear is suitable for blunt breaking armor and piercing protection, and is the most suitable for dealing with heavy cavalry. When facing the Magyars who are almost not armed, ordinary spears are enough to send them to their Tengger God.

"My friend, don't forget that the most common spears in our armory are the ones." Ludwig reminded with a smile.

Indeed, the most weapons stored in Simon's armory were spears and various short axes, followed by shields and armed swords of varying qualities. Most of these weapons were seized from the defeated army of Count Royon in the Battle of Dusseldorf.

"Go and tell Sergeant Hann, I need him to send someone to count the spears and shields from the Armory of Esbaiburg and Foldberg into the carriage, and then take twenty armed soldiers to carry them to the armory of the village manors, each manor assigned 20 shields and 20 spears." Simon tapped the table with his index finger and said to the servant behind him.

"By the way, after seeing Sergeant Hann, you cross the river to the church in Feldburg to find Klein, and let him ride to the village of Deehes and invite Klein over. I have some ideas to communicate with this excellent carpenter. In addition, when they come back, Klein will also come to Esbaiburg to report. I don't know what this kid has learned from Father James recently." Simon called on the servant who was about to leave and said in addition.

After the attendant hurriedly put on a gray hood and left the tower hall, Ludwig pulled a chair from the shelf table and sat down, and said to Simon with great interest: "When it comes to this smart young man, Little Klein, Lyon has always praised him when he chats with me recently!"

"Oh, is that?" Simon sat upright and picked up a patterned silver cup full of red wine from the table next to the backrest chair.

"Yes, my friend," Ludwig nodded, "Last time Sir Bill Tockrieg customized a high-quality longbow for Klein. It has to be said that this young man deserves to be a archer. He has an amazing talent in archery. The longbow seems to belong to him, and no matter how fast the roe deer runs or the small and flexible hare, he cannot escape from his arrow."

"It seems that this kid can't forget his old skills next to Father James!" Simon laughed and shook his head helplessly.

"Don't be disappointed. He is also good at Latin literature. Of course, this is part of the credit for Ryan. He once studied in Italy. If you want Klein to be the clerk of your castle, I think he is definitely competent."

"This is beyond my expectations," Simon said in surprise. "He is a lively and active child. I thought he could not calm down and study!"

"He is already a young man, no longer a child, my friend," Ludwig said with a smile. "He is so strong now that he is like a calf. He always likes to go to the tavern to show off his love poems. It is no exaggeration to say that girls who pursue him in the territory can line up from Feldburg to Duisburg."

"Ah, I guess the love poems he has mastered were taught by you, the shameless old bastard." Simon took a sip of red wine with satisfaction, pointed at Ludwig and scolded.
Chapter completed!