The dryer didn't know what he was doing in the house before, the steel armor on his body was taken off, and now he was only wearing a bright red shirt, he was holding a spear, and his color changed a few times: "Boss, I suddenly have a bad premonition......

I said, "It's very ominous. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info "I raised and pulled out my father's greatsword so that he could see the thin layer of luster on the sword. I said, "There must be an enemy around here." ”

The dryer was about to say something, when suddenly a crossbow bolt flew out of nowhere and stuck into his chest, and I was instantly startled, almost cracked, and I immediately crouched on the ground, and hooked a table in front of me.

Almost at the same time, the table in front of me seemed to usher in a rainstorm, and countless "tuk-tuk" sounds rang out, and I even saw dense clusters of arrows shining like wasps embedded in the table.

Judging by the penetrating power of the arrows and the point of view of the shots, the enemy should be at a distance of seventy to a hundred paces, and judging by the density of the arrows, the enemy should be no less than five hundred.

I knew that the village of Rebachi was in the middle of two hills, a wide plain to the north, and a pebble-laden beach behind it, which could not have come from the riverbank, so that we could hear the sound of the water, and it was impossible to shoot from both sides, and although the hills on both sides were not high, there were many ravines, and it was not at all suitable for such a dense firing formation. The only attacking side is the northern plains.

However, in my impression, the northern plains can only deploy a dense firing array of 500 men at most. It is impossible for an archer not to cooperate with the number of hand-to-hand units, that is, the enemy is at least a thousand.

I glanced over at the dryer, and he was hit with two arrows in the chest, but he still struggled to the back of the wall. I don't know if the injury is serious or not.

This volley shocked the whole village at once, and several villagers who came out to see the situation were knocked to the ground by the second wave of arrows. Here it was also evident that the training of the girls came, and none of them came out in a hurry to check it, but almost soon began to shoot at the house where they were staying. Not far away, I saw Jamila's house open the window and jump out of the window, revealing Jamila's beautiful long blond hair and clusters of glittering arrows.

I shouted, "Mama tea!"

A few steps away, the sound of Mama's tea answering came from the small house.

I said, "Do you know what the other party is about? Your vigilance ability is already chasing and roaring!"

Mama Tea roared angrily, "I don't know, they seem to have suddenly come out of the ground!"

During the Q&A, I suddenly heard the shouts of thousands of people in unison, followed by a wave of footsteps. Mama Cha's voice changed at this moment: "They, they charged!"

I poked my head out. At least six hundred men in pitch-black chain mail, bloodshot eyes, cloaked in black, armed with blunt knives, maces, elbowed swords or military axes more than a meter long, shouted and rushed up.

I clung to the hilt of my father's greatsword, and waited for the cry of the other to rush into the village, the first of which was the dwelling of Bob and Wen Niu, whom we did not know enough to reassure and understand, the second the dwelling of Mama Tea and Roar, the third of which was mine, the fourth of which was the dryer, the fifth of Melva, the sixth of Jamila, and Willy and a few other male knights of the south side of the dwelling facing the river, and we kept the girls in the middle.

The crazy people were like the black tide rising outside the nest car at night, and they suddenly crossed the first residence, and there was no movement inside!

When approaching the second house, suddenly the gate turned into broken sawdust, and flew out like a rain of arrows under a shock. My ears were instantly deaf, but I knew what was wrong.

A visible cloud of distorted air flew out of the door and slammed into the oncoming black tide. Like a mad bull, ploughing a deep ditch in the rushing black tide. Immediately afterward, the air flew to the center of the Kuroshio, and immediately turned into an inverted bowl-shaped wave of air, spreading out in all directions.

Countless people were swept over by the air waves, and countless pieces of chain mail were torn apart by the air waves.

I guess it must have been something that the roar said, what was it? "In danger!" or "Who?", or ...... "Help!"

Immediately afterward, I saw Mama Tea jump out of the room (well, staggeringly out of it) and retreat in my direction. Then a roar came out of the room, and Yu took a deep breath before the thousands of horses, and seemed to be about to roar earth-shattering, but he was suffocated by the rain of arrows that came from behind, and hurriedly rushed back, hiding behind the base of the wall. I saw that he had been hit three times in such an instant, but it was in a less dangerous place such as the hem of the placket and the inside of the thigh.

This roar caused chaos for a few minutes on the other side, and taking advantage of the chaos, the girls who lived more scattered gathered one after another, and formed a crossbow shield team in a short time.

The crossbow shield bearer is a special class invented by Rhodok, with a shield in one hand and a crossbow in the other, such a whimsical combination has made a great contribution in an onslaught against the Swadian Knights, the crossbow shieldmen put their two-meter-long spears flat on their sides, a large shield to block the attacks in front of them, and one hand to give the upper limit of the crossbow, one person plays the role of crossbowman and shield bearer. When the Svadia knights rushed in front of them in front of them with a dense rain of arrows and heavy sacrifices, the crossbowmen, who should have been vulnerable to the onslaught of the knights, threw down their crossbows, picked up the spears at their feet, and immediately turned into spearmen again.

That battle was the first battle fought by Rhodok in the face of Swadia since the founding of the country.

This classic example, of course, Kai handed over to the girls.

So with the dozen or so girls cultivated by Kai as the first row, the forty or so girls soon listed a three-tiered crossbow shield wall on the only dirt road in the village.

I beckoned to Rant and Mamacha, who were pinned down in my line, to hide behind the girls' shield walls, and took advantage of the confusion to turn around and carry him out of the dryer room, already unconscious.

Sporadic stray arrows came from afar, either at the end of the crossbow or on the butt of the dryer.

A few minutes later, the black tide regained its organization and once again formed a raging wave that rushed towards us.

Melva had already arrived at the front, and when she saw everything in front of her, she gasped and then bit her lip. She raised her hand, waiting for the black tide to form a jam as it washed over the second house, so that it could be covered with a rain of arrows.

Just as the first person crossed the second house, a thunderclap roar suddenly came from the first house, which had been silent, and then the entire hardwood door flew out flat, interrupting the rhythm of the black wave again. A tall, thin figure pounced like a leopard. By the moonlight, I saw that this figure was wrapped in the cold light of steel all over its body, from the chest armor, to the shock-absorbing armor on the abdomen, to the composite shock-absorbing armor on the arms, to the steel petticoat, to the full-coverage plate armor boots with hard cowhide lining even the knee joints, to the most delicate and sturdy full-body steel plate armor I had ever seen. The owner of the plate armor has a face that is too ordinary to be ordinary.

But at that moment, this face seemed to possess infinite magical power, as if the mythical god of killing had descended at this moment.

Strangely enough, instead of using the Nord's favorite two-handed axe, he had a one-meter-and-four-meter-long broadsword, a strange one-meter-and-four-long knife with mysterious patterns carved into the body, and a straight and fifteen-centimeter-wide blade that curved a subtle arc to the head. The first time I saw such a knife type, it was clear that this was a standard infantry sword.

I remembered that when Bob followed us out of Fort Tihlog, there was such a long stick wrapped in gray cloth in our carry-on luggage.

As soon as this knife was held in Bob's hand, his momentum instantly increased by several levels, and at this moment he stood proudly in the middle of the black sea of people, but his face was like an ancient well.

More than 100 meters away, I still clearly heard Bob's chanting: "A knife in the hand, no ghosts and gods are left!"

Then I saw a blood splash like a waterfall in the black sea of people.

The black crowd immediately plunged into chaos again. Melva suddenly waved his hand violently, and a small dark cloud immediately flew out of the shield wall.

This is the effect of more than 40 pedal crossbows and retaining crossbows firing at the same time.

In the rain of arrows, more blood flowers burst out, and at least ten people fell in an instant. This was followed by the second and third waves......

At this moment, Bob is covered in blood, like a demon under the ten earths!

I chuckled in my heart, I didn't expect this subordinate that Nabal had lent me to be so powerful, and now Bob was invincible in the crowd without even using his air strike. Besides, the horse slashing knife in this guy's hand and the whole body plate armor on his body, not to mention Nabar, even his former boss, the lord of the Nord Kingdom, may not be able to take it.

Subconsciously, I felt that this person was not simple.

In such a short breath, Bob danced two more clusters of sword light, and went straight up in the direction of the black tide, and the sword light passed through, and the opponent's black steel chain mail was almost cut between the swords.

Melva's confidence was much stronger, and he commanded the girls to keep the line forward. The rain of arrows did not stop for a moment, and in a short time more than half of the savings were shot. I looked at the unknown forces on the opposite side, although there was a faint confusion, but the numerical advantage was not easy to reverse after all. Once the arrows are used up, a brutal hand-to-hand combat will follow, and the girls will inevitably be killed or wounded.

I was in a hurry, and Willy had already heard the news behind me, and they were far away from the battlefield, and they were already fully clothed knights when they came. But looking at the scene in front of me, I couldn't help but change my face.

At the beginning, in the face of more than a hundred crossbowmen in gray cloaks, they dared to charge without hesitation, on the one hand, because the difference between them was not too great, and on the other hand, because the other party only had some short daggers in addition to bows and crossbows, and even their armor could not be cut.

But now it was different, and at a cursory glance I could see at least two or three hundred long and short spears reflecting their brilliance in the moonlight. A dozen knights rushed in and would soon be torn apart.

Suddenly, Melva exclaimed. I jerked my head back and saw Bob stumbling back, his face cut with a long wound cut out of nowhere, from his left ear to the corner of his mouth, flesh turned out, and it was so hideous in the moonlight. But he couldn't rush back, he was too deep in the enemy line, too many swords blocking his way back.

He still suffered, two fists are hard to beat four hands!

I didn't have time to think about it, so I jumped on a bareback horse that had come out of the stable and rushed in Bob's direction. Willie whistled, and a dozen neatly clad knights rushed out behind me.

The moment the horse shot out like an arrow, I suddenly had a feeling of being in a different world, how many years ago when I was in the mercenary team, I used to take the lead in this way, but after that blow, why did I become decadent, and I would only follow Willy and pick fruit behind them?

If it weren't for the bloody battle all the way from Castel Dista, I might not have been able to get back the slightest feeling I had back then, right?

At this time, I felt that I had a little bit of the taste of the heir of the Holy King Leon.

I let out a loud shout, and my father's greatsword swung violently with the galloping momentum of the horse, and the guy who rushed to the front slashed with his two-handed battle axe, black steel chain mail, and even the short javelin behind his back!

The horse did not stop, like a boulder in an avalanche, plunging headlong into the black crowd on the opposite side. Willy, who followed me, automatically formed a small diamond-shaped array, and I was the blade of this diamond-shaped array, cutting through the thick crowd of people.

Bob roared, and the saber in his hand flew like a chicken blood.

Whoever is hit by a sword, the sword breaks, and the head falls to the ground!

I rushed up to Bob and pulled him onto his horse, and my father's greatsword slashed out in a large semi-circle of swords, and blood flew in the air. Willie and his knights sprinted to me, and at least seven or eight more men were knocked into the air by the massive impact of the horses. But at the same time, the horse's galloping force came to an end, and one of the knights' horses snorted, and suddenly its front hooves fell to the ground, and it was immediately overwhelmed by the swarming crowd.

That's when I heard Bob gasp and say, "Wen Niu, that Chinese chef, is still in the room!"

To save or not to save?! In an instant, I was once again confronted with the most difficult multiple-choice question to date.

I looked at the knights around me, and just a moment when I hesitated, another knight on the periphery was shot by a random arrow, and fell off his horse, and while the man was still in mid-air, he was hit by another arrow in the head, and he couldn't survive.

I gritted my teeth, jumped off my horse, and kicked the saddleless horse in the buttocks, which was already wounded, and when I was kicked by this kick, I immediately got to my feet, almost knocked the bob off top, and then turned around and ran.

I had already made up my mind at this moment that I would not let the same thing happen a second time! I yelled at Willy, "Hurry back, there are too many people, you can't do it, get Roar and Peter ready in ten minutes!"

Yes, although I decided to save Wen Niu alone (well, there are no horses), it doesn't mean that I plan to die in vain.

After all, Wen Niu, although he is a companion, still doesn't know much. And in front of this situation, more than a dozen knights can't turn the sky upside down.

Willy was very obedient, he was a soldier, and soldiers were accustomed to obeying the orders of their superiors, so he immediately turned his horse and rushed out with his men, and there were more or less wounds on the road.

As soon as they rushed out, I found that the gang in front of me had a clear goal, they were just trying to catch me. When Willy also left the scene, the opponent's formation suddenly changed, and I was surrounded in the center of the thick sea of people.

I heard Jamila's frightened voice in the distance, calling my name.

I smiled slightly, "Are you from the Dark Order?"

No one answered, but I saw the greedy gaze in their eyes hiding under heavy metal masks.

I said, "Does the Dark Order say that I am much more important alive than dead?"

With that, before they could react, I suddenly threw myself in the direction of the first house, and the enemies who were blocking in that direction let out a wild howl of excitement and rushed towards me.

The light that pulsated slightly on his father's greatsword surged up at this moment, dazzling like a sun, rising on the black sea.

The first move, sweep thousands of troops!

The moment this dazzling sword circle was formed, I felt that at least twenty or thirty people had been cut in two by the sword ring from their chests, and the black steel chain mail on their bodies was not much stronger than straw under the sword light of my father's giant sword.

With this one move, I opened the way to the first house.

A shrill voice suddenly sounded from behind me: "Shoot him!"

Then, there was a muffled buzzing sound, like the sound of thousands of bees flapping their wings at the same time. A cold aura of death seemed to envelop me.

I felt like time was slowing down, and the air seemed to be turning into frozen water.

At this moment, a name suddenly popped into my mind, so familiar, so unfamiliar, I hadn't thought about it for five years, and in the past five years, I kept numbing myself, soaking myself, and rotting myself with all kinds of spirits.

But at this moment, for some reason, I suddenly pronounced the name.

Shirley.

Shirley!

It was like a fire, burning in my chest at this one-in-a-thousandth moment, and I suddenly burst out with a force at that impossible moment when my old strength was exhausted.

With this force, I crashed headlong into the first room where Wen Niu was.

Almost at the same time, I had a sharp pain in my left arm and up in my left leg.

Almost at the same time, it seemed as if a dense mass of shoots grew on the ground, and these shoots were made of arrows.

I threw myself into the first room, and at a glance I saw Wen Niu shivering under the bed.

Wen Niu immediately erupted into a scream as if he had suffered from **.

I said, "Save it, I'm the one who came in." ”

Wen Niu opened his eyes in disbelief and glanced at me: "Engong! Engong is really you! I thought I was going to die, but I didn't expect Engong you to really come to save me, Engong, you saved me twice, I really don't know how to repay you! In the old saying of our Chinese, you have the grace of reinvention for me, if you want to say that saving people's lives is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter, you have already saved me twice, and you are equivalent to building a fourteenth-level floating slaughter! Engong, you are so righteous to me, I ...... I'm so moved, I don't know what to say when you tell me to say it, in this way, I promise you, in the future, I will never use gutter oil for you to fry fritters again, and you don't need to be killed, who uses who gives birth to a son is not **......"

I didn't know what gutter oil was, but I guess it wasn't a good thing, so I moved a little and moaned, "Shut up, if I wasn't seriously injured right now, I'd have slashed you!" )