Mercenaries and Adventurers

Keel noticed that no one was going to rescue the brave farmer, and felt that the farmers who gathered together had lost their aggressive ideas just now.

So he turned around and shot the farmer who was lying on the ground and screaming first.

Kiel pointed the long sword in his right hand straight at the group of farmers, and then the white light flowed on the long sword. Instead of emitting a strong white light that could blind people, it projected a bright white light like a torch.

He himself knew that this thing had no use other than lighting, but the enemy didn't know it. The farmers were shocked by the white light from Kiel's long sword, and they all screamed and became frightened.

Some people couldn't hold the farm tools in their hands tightly, and some people moved slightly behind them. Even the guy from the Ska Chamber of Commerce who was in charge couldn't tell what was going on with the white light from Kiel's weapon, and panicked. , The mouth that was originally eloquent also stuttered.

"No, don't be afraid, then, that's nothing!"

But these words that he doesn't even believe in himself, how can they be full of trust that others will work for them.

Some farmers regretted it and hid with the rest of the family if they knew it earlier. Even if they could only passively accept the result of the battle in the cellar, it was better than losing their lives in vain.

No one likes to pick a losing side.

Kiel accelerated the horse, holding the spear tightly in his left hand, and the long sword in his right hand projected an inverted cone-shaped white light, shaking the farmers on the opposite side so that they couldn't open their eyes at all.

‘Am I a far-beam dog? ’ he thought so absurdly in his heart.

His hands didn't relax.

The horses passed by the farmers again, but this time they did not meet their more tenacious resistance. The spear directly pierced through the loose resistance, and directly pierced a farmer, leading the opponent out of the crowd, ruthlessly He was ruthlessly thrown to the ground by the spear, and after a few thumps, he couldn't stop the blood gushing out of the big hole pierced by the spear on his shoulder.

The farmer wanted to get back into the crowd, but just as he staggered towards the others, he found that his original companions all backed away from him, and looked behind him in horror.

The farmer frowned tightly, turned around and looked behind him, but only saw a white light shining on him, and then lost consciousness.

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Kiel poked the spear in the face of the injured farmer, and then used the strength of the horse to throw the man on the spear into the crowd of other farmers.

This seemed to be the last straw in the resistance of the briquetting people.

In an instant, several farmers farthest from Kiel no longer wanted to fight. They turned around and ran away holding their farm tools, regardless of other people, and they didn't care that they would trample wheat seedlings when they ran in the field.

"Come back! Come back! Don't run away!"

"Whoever runs away will be caught and executed!"

"Damn it, I'm going to find a thug to hang you on a tree! I'm going to pluck your skin!"

The more the person from the Ska Chamber of Commerce scolded the farmers, the more the farmers around him ran away.

When a bad-tempered farmer walked past him, he kicked the man down, and then ran back to where he came from.

Keir naturally saw these situations, he roared excitedly, then greeted five militiamen not far away, and chased after the fleeing crowd together.

A shot protruded downwards, directly piercing the Ska chamber of commerce personnel who fell on the ground, and then vigorously knocked the horse's abdomen to drive the horse to speed up.

Clack, clack, the horse let go of its hooves, and quickly galloped across the soft field.

In an instant, he overtook the fleeing farmers who were facing him.

The long sword swung with a shining white light, and cut down the back of a farmer directly from behind, and then galloped wildly, knocking down another farmer, and the sound of intimate contact between the horse's hoof and the farmer's body was clearly heard.

Waving the spear, Kiel yelled and roared loudly. He swung the spear and knocked over another farmer. Then the long sword flipped and cut the neck of another farmer on the right.

When the fleeing farmers looked back at him frequently and uttered a series of wailing sounds, Keel rushed past one farmer after another, either trampling and hitting them with his horses, or stabbing them with his spears, turning his back on the fleeing farmers, or Swinging the long sword, he chopped down one enemy after another.

Blood splattered and stumps fell to the ground.

The five militiamen who attacked with Kiel harvested the fallen farmers all the way, killing most of the farmers who were not dead.

He rushed all the way to another entrance and exit of the village, and completely scared the young and strong farmers who had gathered here back into the village.

Here, Kiel yelled at the houses of every household in the village: "Stay at home honestly, and the guy who came out to help the Ska Chamber of Commerce, this is the result!"

After shouting, Kiel turned around and stabbed a fallen farmer with a long spear, and lifted the man who was stuck on the long spear tightly with one arm, and then slashed the long sword in his right hand horizontally, and the farmer's head fell on the ground. on the ground.

With a flick of the spear, the headless corpse was thrown off. Afterwards, Keel saw that many households had turned off the lights in the house, and they became strangely quiet. He could only vaguely hear the sound of young children crying.

So Kiel turned his horse, trampled the wheat field, and joined the five militiamen.

These militiamen were also covered in blood from top to bottom. When they saw Kiel joining them, they applauded Kiel excitedly.

"That's amazing, Keel!"

"How many did you kill? Keel, how many did you kill?"

Keir replied: "I can't remember, anyway, we count together!"

"Go, go back, the enemies here have been killed, and they won't attack us again."

So Kiel led them back to the gate where there was his own person on the sentry tower, and after walking along the street to the village for a while, he saw the Crow Knight commanding here outside the inn where he had fought before.

"My lord, they and I killed all the enemies who surrounded us from outside. They are all a group of farmers. After they die, they will definitely not send anyone to support the Ska Chamber of Commerce tonight."

Keir got off his horse, threw his spear to the ground, and reported the situation to Knight Crowe.

The knight carefully looked at Kiel and the five militiamen behind him: "How many people have you packed up?"

Keir didn't know very well. When he was chasing and killing at the end, he was too excited. He didn't count the number of people, so he and the five militiamen did the calculation together, and then reported: "My lord, there are twenty-one people in total. But it is no longer possible to Calculate who killed whom."

The knight nodded: "This is normal, or in other words, this is what often happens. I heard what you just said. Kiel has contributed a lot, and you have gained something. In this way, twenty-one people, Kiel Er and five of you each have half. Kiel has a little more, eleven people, five of you, ten people."

None of Kiel and the others objected to Knight Crowe's words. After all, he was a knight, and he had the final say in the army.

"In this case, Keir, you have killed a total of thirty-four people so far."

The knight chuckled, patted Kiel's blood-stained armor, and pointed in the direction of the center of the village: "Work hard, and finish off the enemies blocking the way."

Keel looked in the direction of Knight Crowe's finger. In front of the hostel, on the road and in the farmyards on both sides of the road, dozens of corpses had already been dumped.

All were members of the Ska Chamber of Commerce who were killed by crossbow arrows shot from the inn.

At the same time, near the house near the hostel, there were seven or eight corpses of thugs killed by spears and short swords.

It appears that while he was outflanking the men behind them outside the village, there was heavy fighting here as well.

Looking along the road to the center of the village, the road ahead was blocked, and many carriages carrying goods were pushed down on the dirt road, completely blocking the entire road.

These sideways wagons became a tool for resisting the militiamen's superior crossbow arrows. Under the lighting of the torches, it can be seen that many people are hiding behind them, neither daring to attack the militiamen nor retreating.

Kiel nodded, and under the arrangement of Knight Crowe, he led a group of militiamen to charge there and take it there.

Once it is captured there, it will be the center of the village.

The last strength of the Scar Chamber of Commerce is there to command and mobilize.

It's a pity that as Kiel repelled the outflank attack of some farmers just now, the farmers on the side of the village are no longer afraid to let their family members join the convening of the Ska Chamber of Commerce tonight.

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It's not that the opponent doesn't have projectile weapons. The farmers have plenty of leather slings for shooting rabbits and voles. Although the thugs and trade union guys don't know this trick, young farmers who grew up in the village can do it.

Someone gathered seven or eight farmers who knew this, hid behind the overturned truck, and threw gravel, large and small, towards the hostel and the front of the hostel from a distance.

Kiel had the five wooden doors of the hostel removed, and two or two groups hid behind the doors and carried the wooden doors as protective large wooden shields to assist in the attack.

Kiel, on the other hand, didn't need any extra protection. He directly carried the spear and led the people forward along the road.

"They're attacking!"

Someone yelled from behind the overturned carriage and wagon.

Then many people looked over from the gaps, and they found that the attackers were holding the wooden doors and hiding behind them one by one. Duo duo duo resisted.

"This won't work, take out the torch and throw it on the wooden door! Remember to soak it in oil!"

The commander of the crude line of defense is a guy who looks like a mercenary. He wears iron armor, a simple iron armor on the upper body, a leather skirt studded on the lower body, a simple iron helmet on his head, and a two-handed sword behind his back. It looks very powerful.

Soon, someone brought a lot of torches from the warehouse of the Ska Chamber of Commerce in the center of the village, and someone brought a barrel of newly opened lamp oil.

The torches were soaked in lamp oil, then lit, and handed over to the thugs who blocked the road and overturned the carriage, and threw them out one by one.

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A handful of lit torches fell in bright arcs in the air, and some hit the door panels carried by the militiamen, splashing sparks and falling to the ground. The clever militiaman kicked the torches by his legs to the sides, but the lamp oil dripping from some torches still burned in small pieces on the door panel.

Keir was covered in tight armor, so naturally he didn't need to lift the door panel to attack. Some stones that occasionally fell on him could only make a clanging sound, and would not cause him any trouble.

Seeing that the other party was using a torch to light the door panel carried by the militiamen, Keir walked up quickly and wiped the burning lamp oil off the door panel with his hands on the front of the door panel.

The oil on his hands caught fire, and Kiel extinguished the flame in his hands by rubbing on the dirt road in a calm manner.

Some inaccurate torches thrown by the opponent fell into the farmyards on both sides of the street. These oiled torches quickly set fire to fences in the yard or planted fruit trees and vegetable fields, and even chicken coops or chicken coops.

Some farmers who hid behind their houses were reluctant to part with this little thing at home, and ran out in panic to use soil to put out the fire. Others didn't come out alive and dead, just watched their property turn into ashes in the flames.

It is often said that when a bear competes with a tiger, the fox wins.

But for these peasant households, they only have losses, one way or another, without any possible chance of benefiting from the chaos.

Farmers are afraid of chaos, afraid of chaos, they only long for a stable life, stable farming, and stable harvest.

But in this world, how can one live in such a stable way.

It was like this when the Scar Chamber of Commerce came, and it is the same when someone is dealing with people from the Scar Chamber of Commerce.

Some farmers looked at their ignited fruit trees and the scorched laying hens in the burning chicken coop. They could only kneel on the ground dejectedly, cursing in pain in a low voice.

They didn't dare to make a particularly loud noise, for fear that the two sides who were killing fiercely next to them would notice them.

"They're coming! Are you all ready? Ready, throw!"

Behind the overturned carriage, a voice of command sounded, and then the other party crossed the carriage and threw wooden barrels, bricks, stones, etc. towards Kiel and the others.

There were also a few wooden hammers mixed in, and they were mixed together and thrown towards Kiel and the others.

There was a crackling noise.

Kiel waved his spear and shield, knocking these things away one by one.

And the militiamen didn't have much trouble. Many things hit the door panel and just made the door panel shake, and then the militiamen continued to move forward.

But Kiel didn't expect that this was just a feint attack by the opponent. The real purpose was to throw a large barrel of lamp oil over the carriage by a death squad-like thug and throw it towards the militia's attack route.

"Hey!"

The thug threw a large barrel of lamp oil over the carriage with all his strength, but as soon as he got rid of the thing, he was shot to death with crossbow arrows by several militiamen on the second floor of the hostel facing this side.

Following a few puffs, the thug was hit by four or five crossbow arrows in the chest, and it seemed that he would not be able to survive.

"Brave! The Chamber of Commerce will reward this warrior with ten gold coins! Give them all to his family!"

The commanding guy announced loudly, which immediately raised the atmosphere of his subordinates. Every young man's eyes were full of gold, and they all wanted to find a chance and try their best. Maybe if they were lucky, they would be able to live and enjoy so much money.

A large barrel of kerosene was thrown over the carriage, and immediately fell to the ground and flowed in a large area on the side of the carriage, and then a torch was thrown over, igniting the flammable grease with a whir.

The raging flames ignited, directly blocking Kiel's previously optimistic attack route.

"Kiel, what should we do now?" A militiaman hid behind the door panel and asked Kiel loudly.

Keel looked around, and since the main road was blocked, he walked in from the farmer's yards on both sides. Although there is a wall blocking it, it is very difficult to launch an attack.

"All follow me!"

Keir roared, then walked outside the farmyard on the right side of the road, and kicked the tightly closed wooden door of the yard.

The other militiamen held the door panels, moved slowly sideways, and followed suit.

In the farmyard, the farmer slammed the door of the house firmly, but Keel didn't care about it. He came to one side of the fence in the yard. The farmers here had more property, so the fence was built higher. It was not impossible to climb over, but Keel obviously couldn't do it while wearing armor.

"Come here, everyone, work hard together, and overturn this wall for me!"

Kiel greeted, and immediately pushed one of his shoulders against the wall. Four or five other militiamen also came over, and after throwing the door panels, they also supported the wall with both hands.

Other militiamen swept their spears across the wall, driving away the enemies on the other side of the wall. The enemy is not stupid, knowing that Kiel and the others have come here, so they immediately sent people to interfere and stop them.

But obviously these thugs didn't think that Keir and the others were not going to climb over the wall, but to directly tear down the wall.

"One, two, push hard!"

The six people exerted their strength together, and the wall mixed with small rocks and mud and straw instantly made an overwhelmed creaking sound.

"Again! One, two, push hard!"

The six people suffocated their strength and exerted their strength together. At the place where the rock at the bottom of the wall was connected to the soil above, the sound of breaking became louder again.

"Okay, last time! One, two, pour me!"

As Kiel shouted, and the six of them exerted all their strength, the suddenly pushed wall tilted forward, and then there was a rumbling sound of collapse, and a four-meter-wide section of the wall fell directly towards the opposite side.

The thugs who were waiting to intercept the enemy who jumped over the wall quickly rolled and dodged away, but when the clumsy guy collapsed, he could only scream and be crushed under the heavy mud wall .

"kill!"

Before the dust from the collapse fell, Kiel rushed out of the gap with a spear in his right hand and a shield against his shield.

Behind him, ten militiamen shouted loudly and held long spears~www.readwn.com~ followed Kiel and rushed out.

Not far away, Knight Crowe has been keeping an eye on the front. Although his line of sight is blocked by the street wall and the fruit trees planted by each house, he knows what is happening in front of him only by listening to the sound and guessing.

"Everyone in the vicinity, rush forward! Fight!"

He immediately instructed several militiamen around him, as well as other militiamen in the hostel, that the remaining dozen or so people would attack together.

However, Knight Crowe did not let the five militiamen on the sentry tower at the gate of the village come over. There is a way of retreat. Although he is here, the battle tonight is bound to be impossible to fail, but relying on these elite militiamen to start the battle with Kiel is still It is testing his command ability.

Crow Knight wants to exercise more of these elites before officially entering the battlefield.

At that time, these militiamen who have been trained can be exchanged with militiamen from other teams. Even if one of these elites is inserted into the other ten-man squad, it can significantly improve the combat resilience of other teams.

After all, it is not an army that has participated in wars all year round. Although it has performed well against bandits, it is hard to say how it will fight against the noble army of the southern kingdom.

However, Knight Crowe is very relieved about the equipment of his subordinates. Although Baron Kendall has no experience in war before, at least he is well prepared in terms of equipping his soldiers.

He knew that although a war is not determined by comparing the strengths of two parties with a list, at least the side with better equipment has a better advantage.

After all, this is a worse world. Most of these militiamen who have never walked out of Kendall County will know how well prepared Baron Kendall is when they see the army under other nobles.