Knight Rumi fiddled with the homemade throwing spear that Kiel bought with money. He gently clamped the three-centimeter wooden pole with two fingers, and shook it up and down lightly.
Shaking his head: "It's lighter, forget it, use it barely."
After finishing speaking, the knight asked people to accept five bundles of throwing spears that were in good condition, and the rest waved their hands, motioning for Kiel to send some to Crow Knight.
Kiel returned to the marching carriage team with his people again, and on the roof of a large and sturdy carriage, he found Knight Crow sitting on the roof of the carriage on guard.
"My lord, this is a throwing spear bought from a local merchant at the request of Knight Rumi. It should be able to help you in your battle."
Kiel rode close to the carriage, shouting loudly with a bundle of javelins in his hand.
Knight Crowe shook his head and patted his magic sword, muttering, "Guy Rumi, I know I won't need it, but it's good to save some magic power."
"Pick a few bundles and throw them up for me." The knight said on the roof of the car.
So Kiel immediately took out a few bundles of standard throwing guns made by craftsmen that he had long been optimistic about, and threw the bundles on the roof of the carriage, and was caught and put down by the knight.
The two knights each asked for fifty throwing spears, and there were still many, which were naturally shared equally among Kiel and the others.
A dozen or twenty of them hung on their horses and continued to patrol.
Before leaving, Kiel told Knight Crowe about the situation of many harpy monsters that fell behind the local caravan. The knight just shook his head and didn't say much. He knew about it.
"As expected by the Baron, overflowing monsters, huh."
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After galloping around the perimeter of the army on horseback, Kiel could feel the wind getting stronger around him. The wind had already made people stagger, but now the wind was getting stronger again, and the soldiers on foot were already struggling.
It's okay to ride a horse. The weight and strength of the horse far exceed that of ordinary humans. Although the area blown by the wind has increased, the impact on the horses is very weak.
"Will those monsters come to attack again? Are you so willing to come to court for death?" Keel whispered to himself.
Isn't there that saying, good things should not be shouted, but bad things come in a low voice.
Not long after Kiel's guessed words were uttered, when the group of them rode horses around the army for half a circle, the two baron guards who had been keeping an eye on the environment in the sky issued a loud warning.
"They are coming! East! Six, seven, eight, nine, ten! A total of ten are coming!"
The volume of shouting was so loud that the two baron guards couldn't help being so nervous. There were only four or five in the morning, and everyone was already so nervous, because they depended on the knights they relied on, and because they were facing flying monsters , and can only deal with two or three attacks at a time.
This time there are ten monsters, it seems that ordinary people like them have to deal with more monsters.
"Don't panic! Blow the warning whistle to remind the large troops to shrink their defenses. It's slow in the morning. This time, we can't forget everything because of nervousness!" Kiel took a deep breath and ordered under pressure.
Although the qualifications of these baron's personal guards are far older than Kiel, the most important thing in the army is that Kiel, who has become the squire of the Crow Knight, is stepping into the road of knighthood, and his status has surpassed that of ordinary occupations.
Therefore, following Kiel's baron's personal guard, after something happens, he needs to obey the instructions of Kiel, a young man.
Upon receiving Kiel's instruction, a baron's personal guard with a large wooden whistle hanging from the leather armor on his chest immediately grabbed the whistle, took a deep breath, and blew the whistle with all his strength.
Shhh
An exceptionally loud shriek pierced through the roar of the wind, blowing at the speed of sound past all of Kendall's army.
Everyone who heard the sharp whistle mixed with the sound of the wind knew that when the whistle sounded, the cavalry patrolling outside had discovered the enemy.
Who is the enemy?
Here, on the Strange Wind Grassland, there is only one answer, the Harpy.
Blowing out most of the air in his chest in one breath, the personal guard slowed down for a while, and then blew ten times in a row with short sharp whistles.
This meant that there were ten monsters attacking, and the whistle came from the right side of the team, which naturally meant that ten harpies were attacking on the right side.
Hush! Hush! Hush! Hush! Hush!
Hush! Hush! Hush! Hush! Hush!
After ten short whistles, Keel stared at the ten harpies approaching from a high altitude, and shouted: "Put away the long spear, take out the throwing gun by your side, don't just stand still, run, Run, run around the perimeter of the militia!"
"Drive! Run up man."
Keir accelerated the horse, then took out two javelins from behind, one simply held together with the left hand holding the rein, and the other was mainly held tightly in the right hand.
Rumbling, the horses gradually accelerated, and the baron's personal guards, like Kiel, all held newly bought throwing guns, and chased behind Kiel, running around the perimeter of the militia team together in an arc.
Woo————
A heavy and long horn sounded from the carriage team. After receiving the first warning whistle from Kiel and the others, Knight Crow, who was the main commander of the army, ordered the horn to be blown to stop the carriages that were still moving. Ready for the real battle.
The fifty militiamen armed with crossbows who had been on the carriages before also climbed onto the roofs of the carriages, half squatted on the roofs of the carriages, and set arrows on the strings, facing the right side of the army.
The militiamen of the front team also slowed down under the loud orders of the Rumi knights, and approached the carriage team in a neat formation. The militiamen stood shoulder to shoulder without leaving any gaps. crossbow.
Unlike the panic in the morning, this time, the team was much calmer, and the militiamen would spontaneously shout together when they moved.
Step down and let out a "ha" scare.
Step down and let out a heavy cry of "huh".
It seemed useless, but it boosted morale and made the young militiamen who heard the whistle and horn move mechanically.
Everyone just needs to obey orders and give up thinking and fear.
The militia teams in other directions did not have the direct command of the knights, but they did not do badly. At least no one ran around in a daze, and they automatically gathered from the marching queues into dense battle queues.
The militiamen with spears in their hands spontaneously stood on the outside of the line, and handed over a possibly safer place behind them to their companions with crossbows in their hands.
The captains and deputy captains of each team are not as nervous as ordinary militiamen, but excited. These young people who have undergone simple martial arts training at home have long been tired of walking endlessly every day. The attack, on the contrary, is the thing that makes them most happy.
Even if some of them will die in the hands of monsters.
The excitement overwhelmed the uneasiness about death, and the captains and vice-captains of these teams yelled loudly with excitement, spreading their emotions to their companions in other teams.
So, when the ten harpies hovering in the sky approached, they saw the Kendalls waiting in formation from a distance.
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Although Baron Kendall is honorable, and the army actually belongs to him and his family, he is not actually in charge of command in wartime.
He fidgeted in the luxurious carriage, not because he was afraid of fighting, but simply worried about whether the army under him was really elite, as the Crow Knight who trained the army said.
The harpy monsters on the strange wind grassland seem to be a test.
"Well, I just don't know if this test is too harsh."
He was talking to himself.
Last night, he had arranged for someone to buy a batch of sheep. He could have obtained the right to pass the road by donating meat to the monsters along the way like other people in the local caravan.
The value of those sheep is nothing more than a drop in the bucket. Compared with the army he spent a lot of effort and money to build, it is nothing.
‘Gold and pure gold need to be tempered by flames to show the difference. '
This is an old proverb of the Empire.
It is said that it originated from the ancient magic empire period. When mining gold, people often found that there were very few extremely hard substances in the soft gold from the natural gold particles.
That thing has the same color and luster as gold, but its hardness far exceeds all substances that humans can discover at that time and even now.
Regarding how to refine this precious substance, people have easily discovered that it is possible to obtain a precious substance whose real value far exceeds that of gold from the found gold by burning with flames.
Gold is soft and resistant to burning, and the melting temperature can still be achieved through technical means. A large amount of gold is continuously heated to melt the entire pot of gold into liquid.
Then just keep stirring and let the gold stay liquid for a long time.
Afterwards, pour the liquid gold into the required mold, and place it at the bottom of the high-temperature-resistant stone pot. The fine-grained fine gold in the liquid state is the most precious thing pursued by the dignitaries of the early magic empire.
The ambitious Baron Kendall of course needs priceless fine gold.
Although gold is also very good, but if you want to fight against the Earl who rules the Northwest Province, only an army like pure gold can play a vital role.
Compared with the general army, the earl who controls the organ castle and its surrounding areas has far more manpower than the remote Kendall border area.
This point, as he considers himself a learned man, he still understands this point.
It is to obtain an army that will play an important role in future wars.
Of course, high-level combat power is also extremely important. Baron Kendall naturally understands this, but the source of this part of combat power is not very controllable. Recently, only that kid Keir seems to have hope of promotion.
The old knight in Doral Forest Village is enough to train his grandson into a knight who can succeed him.
Just as Baron Kendall was anxious and fidgeting, there was a neat sound of crossbows being released outside the carriage.
That was when hundreds of crossbows were released at the same time, the vibrating sound of the bowstrings, piercing the clouds and cracking the sun, could not be blocked even by the howling local wind.
His heart tightened, and he couldn't sit still any longer. As an official, rich, and well-connected nobleman, he should have mastered the protective magic props and weapons.
Baron Kendall pushed away the carriage in which he was alone, and came outside the carriage.
Well-sealed carriages block out too much sound and information.
As soon as they came out, there was the roar of the violent wind, the continuous scattered shooting of the crossbow, the roar of the brave Kendall warrior, the calm and calm command of the Crowe knight, and the wailing and cowering sounds of the timid clerk and the town militiamen.
Everything is mixed together, from the pavement. It poured into his ears from both ears, shaking his spirit.
Taking a deep breath, the baron wiped the jeweled tiara on his head with his fingers. In an instant, under the influence of magic, he calmed down.
Pushing away the attendants and bodyguards who wanted to guard him personally, Baron Kendall jumped onto a sturdy carriage nimbly, and now he could not be blocked by the carriage body, and looked in the direction of the chaos.
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A moment ago, when Baron Kendall was thinking about the relationship between gold, adamantine and the army, Keel was here.
"They're coming! Remember! Your ears will be deaf! But don't be afraid, you won't be able to command from now on, everyone 'see'!" Kiel yelled, and then stepped forward to meet the fast-approaching harpies .
With everyone behind his back, he took out something from a pocket in his belt, quickly opened the visor and swallowed it, then closed the metal visor.
No one noticed what Keir was doing at this point.
Because he had a hunch that there would be a big battle next, Kiel finally seized the opportunity to quickly put one of his trump cards, the red-eyed mushroom candy, into his mouth, chewed it hard, and swallowed it with saliva.
From the previous fight, they got valuable monster information.
The harpies would emit a sharp cry that could shatter eardrums, and they had no way to stop this thing, so the only way was to keep the harpies from getting close enough to deafen a large number of soldiers with their calls.
This requires someone to bravely deal with the monster, using himself as a bait, not to mention causing damage to the monster, the main thing is to hold the monster and prevent the monster from getting close to the main force.
Kendall's soldiers have a large number of long-range projectile weapons. Although they don't know whether these crossbows can still shoot monsters in such unfavorable winds, this is still where their humans have an advantage.
Kiel urged the horse to turn, and rushed straight towards the monster. This gesture made several guards of the baron on horseback who followed him palpitate. But these people were only stunned for a moment, surprised at the bravery of Kiel, and then they rushed out together.
"Don't get together, let's scatter! Wait a moment, the Rumi knight will be here soon!" An older baron's guard shouted loudly.
He was right, the situation must be the same as in the morning, and the Rumi knight who was maneuvering outside alone would come over to deal with these monsters soon.
As long as it is dragged until Knight Rumi commands the front militia team to approach the carriage, Knight Rumi can release the command and hand over all the command of the militia to Knight Crowe, and he will come to fight himself.
Although those monsters could fly and looked powerful, they still couldn't do anything to the knights.
With this in mind, several of the baron's personal guards spread out, facing the flying monster from the air, left, center, and right.
The one who made the first move was naturally the Harpy who had the upper hand.
"Squeeze—"
A strong monster in the lead found its target first, and yelled loudly towards Kiel, who was at the front.
The sound waves invisible to the naked eye swept over Kiel instantly in a columnar shape. Kiel trembled all over, his ears hurt, and he couldn't hear anything in an instant.
It's not like he couldn't hear anything, but there was still a sharp sound in his head turning over and over in his head, causing him pain. But this thing also disappeared quickly, and then came the silence.
It was like a mime that Kiel had heard of but never watched in his previous life. No matter how ferocious the monster was, with its shrill and terrifying screams, it didn't seem so scary anymore.
He was deafened by the hooting, but it wasn't just for nothing, it wasn't Keel's character.
The counterattack was sent out immediately.
Taking advantage of the impact speed of the horse, Kiel's legs were straightened in the stirrups, he stood up, and the javelin in his right hand was clenched and then relaxed, and then clenched again.
When he was the closest to the strong leader monster, when the other party finished screaming and was about to pull up in the air, Kiel shot.
The body twisted, and the metal armor on his body made the sound of friction and collision of parts, although Keel couldn't hear it.
His right arm stretched out backwards, and then he fixed his eyes, and when he saw the right moment, he threw his arm forward in an instant.
A standard spear he was holding flew upwards obliquely, at an exceptionally fast speed, drawing an approximate straight line.
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The monster at the head isn't bad either, although it's surprising that the usual invincible high-pitched honking doesn't work on the metal villain on the ground, it actually does. But it was only surprised for a moment, and then came back to discover the human counterattack.
There are very few monsters on the Strange Wind Grassland that can counterattack the Harpy's attack, so it was a little careless, but quickly made up for it.
With a flap of his wings, he wanted to instantly raise his body to avoid the thrown spikes.
However, after the morning's battle, Kiel had seen through the harpy's first reaction to the attack a little bit.
They must be flapping their wings and flying upwards!
So Kiel specially threw some upwards. It was difficult to master such a level of throwing while riding on a horse. Kiel threw it with one shot at this time, and it was more a matter of luck.
middle!
Luck clearly favored Keir.
As expected, the monster flapped its wings upwards to avoid it at the first moment, so when the throwing spears criss-crossed in the air, it still caught one of the monster's hairy legs.
"Sip?"
After struggling to flap its wings a few more times, it flew high. The monster's humanoid face was full of surprise, and he was actually hit?
Immediately, he was so angry that he raised his foot and grabbed the human spike that had pierced his right thigh with his claws. The monster fixed its inhuman eyes on the little iron man running on the ground angrily.
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The other baron's personal guards who rushed forward on horseback also encountered the enemy.
They separated to face the group of monsters, just to prevent the harpies from getting close to the large army and create opportunities for the militia team behind them.
But they had already made complete mental preparations before, but when the monsters on top of their heads jumped down and screamed at them~www.mtlnovel.com~ these few people were still greatly shocked.
"ah!!"
Shouting in his mouth, he couldn't even hear the roar, and there was severe pain in his ears and shaking enough to blur his vision.
The horse on the crotch is performing very well because of the breed problem mentioned earlier.
A personal guard roared and threw the javelin in his hand towards his head. He was worthy of being the best guard selected by Baron Kendall for martial arts. The three javelins he threw hit the three hawks flying by at low altitude. People are strange.
The other two were not mediocre either. After being deafened by the sound attack, they did not fight back immediately, but they were not afraid.
It's a joke, dare to rush out of the army to fight like this at this time, they include Kiel who is leading the team, who is afraid.
fear death? Still afraid of monsters?
None, the two of them are middle-aged, their physical strength and willpower have reached their peak, and their experience is even greater. Knowing that the temporary counterattack after the body is injured at this time is difficult to do meritorious service, so the first time is not to counterattack, but to roar from the innermost part, roaring towards the monster flying around in the sky, just to attract the monster's attention.
Let the monsters come after the two of them, thus giving others, especially the army behind them, an opportunity to attack.
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In the center of Kendall's army, on top of dozens of carriages, Knight Crowe stood upright at this time.
With exceptionally good eyesight, he was staring closely at the battlefield not far away.
With his left hand resting on the hilt on his left waist, his thumb rubbed subconsciously against the end of the hilt. In his right hand, he also tightly held a newer standard throwing gun.
The knight's breathing was steady, but his mood was clearly not as steady as that of a trained body.
"Don't die."
He muttered in a low voice.