Chapter 11 Only human heads ca
n't make the deep forest stop singing the birds. The sun shines through the gaps between the branches, illuminating a trace of rising water vapor.
On the grass, a beetle tried to escape from the direct sunlight, but was suddenly crushed by a greaves-clad foot.
A wave of arrows struck the entire camp without warning from the depths of the jungle like a poisonous snake spitting a message, covering the bandits who were excitedly packing their soft luggage.
The robbers who were working in full swing didn't even have a piece of leather armor on their bodies, and several of them were too troublesome to go bare-chested. If they were touched by an arrow, they would be seriously injured, and if they hit a vital part, they would die suddenly.
After looking at the bandit group that had lost half of its members, someone finally reacted.
"Enemy attack!" The shrill whistle suddenly drowned out the continuous screams. Ax panicked and climbed behind the truck to take cover.
Someone actually came to your door? What kind of mercenaries did the businessmen find?
Soon the axe, whose face turned pale, knew that he was wrong, because he immediately saw the city guards wearing standard armor surrounding the entire camp in an instant.
City Guards! It was an army, a regular army, not the mercenaries they had encountered before. Why would an army find this place? !
the other side. Because he didn't know how many opponents there were, Lann brought out all one hundred of his subordinates this time.
Generally, a gang of robbers can massacre some small villages with more than ten people. This time, it was really beyond Lann's expectation that they could meet a large gang of forty people.
But it doesn't matter. The strength of the standard army lies in its quantity, coordination, and equipment. A dozen well-equipped soldiers can kill militiamen several times their size head-on, not to mention that Lann and the others still have a numerical advantage.
Maybe this new batch of city guards still lack some fighting experience.
But Lann happened to have a training mission of [City Defense Iron Guard·1].
What better target to test the sword with than these extremely vicious soldiers with blood on their hands, but without any armor at this time?
Lann rode his horse slowly out of the woods, surrounded by more than a dozen knights. There are also more than ten archers and crossbowmen distributed on both sides of the knight, ready to go.
The spearmen and shield soldiers who had been training for several months were combined with the swordsmen to form an encirclement. The helmets slightly covered the nervous faces of the novices and the foreheads that started to sweat, showing a cold and ruthless image, which made them Facing the robbers, they slowly shrank and surrounded them.
"Who is that adult outside?" Ax shouted miserably, leaning on the back of the truck and moving towards the place where the weapons were stacked.
"Be kind. We are just a group of merchants. Is there any misunderstanding here?"
In response to the axe's begging for mercy, there was a burst of neat footsteps and the sound of swords being drawn.
Finally, some robbers couldn't stand the oppression, so they screamed and ran to the ground to pick up weapons in an attempt to break out.
"Whoosh!" There was another sound that broke through the air. The soldiers who had already filled up their strings finally saw the opportunity, and their arrows directly nailed the outermost bandits to the ground. Then all the archers and crossbowmen turned and hid behind the cavalry.
It was not that they were afraid of being charged, but that the infantry were already in close combat with the enemy, and there was a risk of accidental injury if they fired again.
The ferocious robbers who were inspired by a strong desire to survive are indeed amazingly powerful, but every robber who tries to break out of the encirclement will run into enemies twice or even three times his size.
They howled and struck out with an axe, and were immediately blocked by a large shield half a man's height, and then a spear or sword came over from behind the shield.
Even simpler, three or four spearmen advance together in tacit understanding, hands forward at the same time. Three or four spears will then pierce the enemy's body at the same time.
After paying the price of a few people again, or it was these few people who attracted the attention of most of the soldiers, the remaining twenty bandits finally took up their weapons and formed a simple formation.
On the periphery of the battlefield, the vice-captain who was watching the battle was somewhat dissatisfied with the efficiency of these new recruits.
"My Lord Earl, please wait a moment, the battle will soon be decided."
The vice-captain wanted to say this to Lan, but before he could say anything, a gust of wind passed in front of him, Where is the Earl behind you? !
Only Lan's horse was scratching the ground in confusion.
There were robbers who had been watching the situation of these knights for a long time. When they saw the young man in the middle who could be seen as the leader at a glance, rushing over, all the robbers were overjoyed.
Is there such a reckless young nobleman these days? When the enemy is about to be defeated, does he rush into battle alone to help the opponent come back?
Immediately, three bandits broke out of their formation and rushed towards Lann.
"Lord Earl!!" All the cavalry shouted in panic.
The knights' worries were obviously unnecessary.
I saw Lan standing in front of the first bandit who rushed over. He pulled out the sword at his waist at a speed that the other party couldn't react, and stepped forward at the same time. The half-unsheathed sword blade just happened to get stuck in the opponent's right hand that was wielding the axe, and it went straight into the bone. From the perspective behind the cavalry, it was as if the enemy had actively collided with Lan's sword blade.
Following the momentum, he pulled out the sword. When the long sword was completely unsheathed, he completely cut off the enemy's right hand. Amidst the blood and screams of the enemy, Lann shouldered forward and bumped forward. The thick shoulder armor knocked the opponent several meters away, and he and the bandit who rushed in second turned into a rolling gourd.
The measurements suddenly became one-to-one.
Only then did the third robber react. The aristocratic young man in his eyes had already danced his sword into an airtight wall and pressed towards him.
Swinging the sword so quickly was supposed to be just a test to force the enemy to reveal his flaws. The veteran bandit's instinct was to block and maneuver. But the force coming from his hand was not at all what a probing attack should be. Instead, it was like a last-ditch blow, making his wrist numb all of a sudden.
Then came the second and third blow. The weapon came out in an instant, and the huge force caused the robber to stagger back. Then the fourth blow hit the chest, which was not covered with armor.
Blood splattered, Lan En twisted his waist for a moment, used his right foot as a springboard to step on the enemy's corpse, his right half of his body was slightly in the air, and the hand holding the sword was raised above his head - "Puff", the long sword penetrated the body
. Then, the dying bandit with severed hands was strung to the ground together with his companions.
The knights who were about to come to the rescue and the bandits who were running here were stunned.
"Your Majesty the Earl!" the infantrymen who were charging forward shouted, their morale was high.
All the soldiers shouted in their hearts, what could be more morale-boosting than having their commander personally go into battle, charging faster and killing more enemies than his subordinates?
As the shouts of killing grew louder, Lan glanced at the rising experience points on the panel. The experience gained from killing people is not as much as completing tasks, but mosquito legs are still meat no matter how small they are.
"Fighters, charge with me!" He wants to continue to grab heads!
Men want to fight!
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