The man is obviously near death, hacked by edged weapons, with a hideous bloodied gash in his ribcage. It takes 10 minutes to deal with him. Coughing up blood, he struggles to tell you that he was ridden down and attacked by two men on horseback. One of the riders was short and dark, the other tall and blonde. They then rode off to Grimminghagen, leaving him for dead. The man then coughs up a gob of dark blood and breathes his last.
Maybe there are just two of them, then.