After a while, Kiel walked out of the inn covered in blood on his armor. The militiamen had already entered the inn one by one. They will go to the second floor. Like the archer before, they will use the guest room on the second floor to suppress the attack. enemy.
Despite the blood on the armor, Keel took a few steps and came to Knight Crowe who was moving forward on horseback.
Mr. Shubi Rock covered his eyes fiercely with his hands, and he didn't even dare to look at Keel's appearance at this time.
The militiamen guarding around were also shocked. They didn't expect that Kiel, a young man who usually fights with them, turned out to be such a powerful fighter.
Knight Crowe was very satisfied, and he asked, "How many?"
Kiel lifted the helmet visor, closed his eyes and took a deep breath of fresh air. Although the air still smelled of death and blood, it was at least much better than the hostel.
After lowering his helmet again, Kiel opened his eyes: "My lord, there are a total of sixteen enemies in the hostel. A middle-aged man in black ran away, and the remaining fifteen were all killed."
The smile on the corner of Knight Crowe's mouth was even more satisfied: "Very well, so now there are twenty-three people. Tonight's test is almost half completed. Well, I saw the escaped person, it doesn't matter. Those who escaped like that The guy should not participate in tonight's battle anymore. After tonight's battle is over, the remaining wandering enemies will be handed over to the Gurov family to offer a reward for arrest."
"Yes, yes, there are many mercenaries in the town who want to make money to make this money. There were too many people in the Ska Chamber of Commerce before, so this trick was not easy to use, but as long as we defeat them, some people want to make money in Ska. Some flesh and blood was torn from the chamber of commerce."
Mr. Shubi Rock answered quickly.
"Keir, next you have to support our back. There is an enemy outflanking team coming from behind. The militiamen I arranged there have now fought with them. There are many people on the other side. Remember to protect ours first. people."
Knight Crowe then gave a new mission.
"Yes, my lord. But I found this from the archer who shot arrows and stopped us in the inn just now, and that person has some very strange abilities."
After speaking, Kiel took out something from his waist, which was a blood-stained animal statue amulet.
Knight Crowe didn't care about the blood on it, and took it from Kiel.
He carefully held it in his hand, groped and looked at it, and said, "I can feel something on it, but I can't quite understand it. But this thing is not ordinary, and you can let the priests accompanying the army take a look at it later. .They must be very knowledgeable about this stuff. Take what you have fought so hard for, take it for yourself.”
Kiel took the animal statue that the knight had thrown back at him.
"Okay, the situation is urgent, hurry up and support the people behind. I will watch your performance here."
"Yes my lord!"
Keir made a fist with his right hand and hit his chest, saluted, and then quickly ran towards them.
It was only then that Mr. Huberock dared to look at Keel from behind. Looking at the tattered cloak that was soaked in blood, he swallowed and shivered violently.
"Master Crowe, where did you find such a young man? Not including Pine Needle Town, he has already killed more than twenty people in this village alone? It's really powerful and cruel."
Knight Crowe patted his horse's neck with his hand, and the steel gloves and steel vest made a crisp knocking sound: "A young man with amnesia. Maybe amnesia is not a bad thing, at least he won't be bound by the past."
He ignored Shubi Rock's words beside him, and whispered something to himself.
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Kiel quickly walked to the gate of the village with his long sword in hand.
Overhead, several militiamen in the sentry tower were supporting their companions fighting in the fields outside the village with crossbows from afar.
Kiel looked around with a few torches and found that the situation was obviously not good. There were only five militiamen in the field relying on the ridges to shoot with crossbows, while the opponent had at least a dozen people who surrounded them from a relatively scattered place. In the case of shouting for friends and companions, more and more people ran out from other gates of the village.
But the good news is that the opponent basically has no long-range projectile weapons, only a sling and something like a large slingshot throwing stones back.
These things are fine against unarmed farmers. The militiamen all have leather wood helmets and half body armor. The important parts of the body have basic protection, and they are not afraid of the opponent's counterattack.
But once the close combat is over, the advantage of the opponent's large number of people will be greatly exploded.
The situation is urgent.
Keir thought for a while, and whistled directly.
Then, from the direction of the village close to the hills, his horse trotted over.
The blood on Kiel's body made his horse a little scared, and he didn't dare to approach it. Kiel walked over and grabbed the rein around the horse's neck.
Putting his sword back and turning over, Keir took out a long spear with a wooden handle inserted from behind the horse, held it in his hand, felt it for a while, then tapped the horse's belly lightly and rushed up with a shield in one hand and a long spear in the other.
"I'm Keel! Be careful not to **** on me!"
Kiel yelled a few words loudly to draw the attention of his companions on the sentry tower behind him, and then jumped from the road into the dark wheat field, stepping straight on the thriving wheat field to the nearest surrounding on the left The enemy rushed.
"Law, law!"
Kiel's horse felt strangely trampling on the fields that were never allowed to be trampled on. The soft ground made it easy to run. On horseback, Kiel held the middle and rear of the spear with his right hand, and then tightly clamped the tail of the spear with his armpit.
He tried his best to imitate the appearance of Knight Lanisa when riding a horse to fight. Although he was unfamiliar, at least his appearance was decent.
The clucking horse ran, and rushed to the enemy's side in an instant.
After getting closer, Kiel finally saw what the enemies were.
It's not a thug or a member of the Scar Chamber of Commerce.
It can be seen at a glance, after all, no matter how you say it, the income from working for the Scar Chamber of Commerce is still a little bit, so it is not necessary to wear such shabby clothes.
His disheveled hair was tied together with a dirty cloth, and he wore only a rather thin linen garment, as did his trousers, which were fastened at the waist with a straw rope.
They held a long piece of wood with a piece of metal fixed on the top. It didn't look like a weapon. It was more likely to be a guy they used for farming.
There were no boots or shoes on their feet, and most of them were barefoot. They tried their best not to step on the wheat seedlings in the field, and glared at Kiel, who was trampling on the field with his horse.
But their expressions quickly changed, panic and fear climbed up their wrinkled faces like ditches while seeing Keir clearly.
These 'enemies' are all men, and they are not young. Most of them are middle-aged people who have already married and had children. Most of the young people have not appeared.
Kiel didn't know whether to prevent the young people in the family from participating in the battle tonight, or if the young people in the village went to the village center to support.
When Kiel charged forward on horseback with spears, the farmers immediately turned around and shouted loudly: "Run! There are knights! There are knights! Ah!"
The nearest farmer hadn't finished yelling when he was chased by Kiel from behind. Under the control of his clenched arms, the lowered spear accurately hit the back of the farmer who turned around and ran away.
This was the first time he shot a human with a spear on horseback, and it felt amazing.
It didn't feel like standing on the ground and wielding a long sword to kill the enemy. After all, he didn't swing his weapon during the whole process. He just used the speed and impact of the horse to use the head of a spear to take a target mixed with flesh and water.
The metal spear head easily penetrated the farmer's back, pierced his chest, and pierced out from the front.
The opponent suddenly lost strength and fell down, while Kiel quickly turned the spear in his hand as he staggered past, with the tail of the gun in front and the tip of the gun in the back.
Then with a pop, the spear head was pulled out from the overturned farmer.
The farmer was like a water bag that had been punctured, lying on his stomach in his cherished wheat field, with large streams of blood pouring out from the wounds on his chest and back. His eyes, which could not see clearly at night, were fixed on the straight wheat seedlings in front of him.
"That's great, this year, it's sure to be a bumper harvest. Hoho, hoho. Sorry to overwhelm, these wheat—"
Muttering here, he lost his life.
"'Mousehead'! 'Mousehead'! How are you? Answer me!"
Another farmer nearby shouted at the dead farmer, but there was no response. It made him gasp, anger overshadowing the fear of meeting cavalry or knights.
Fucking his own business, he didn't care about anything else, and went straight to kill the red-armored enemy on horseback.
Of course, he was still careful not to step on the wheat seedlings in the middle field.
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After stabbing a farmer to death on his horse, Keel walked forward for a certain distance, slowed down and turned the horse's head, and then accelerated again.
He originally wanted to circle an arc and continue to attack from another direction like Knight Lanisa, but it was difficult for him to control the stupid horse under his crotch. Even if he pulled the rein hard, this guy would not Instead of running an arc, slow down da da da, and then turn around.
There was no other way, so Kiel had no choice but to speed up and launch the attack again in such embarrassment.
He saw a farmer holding his farm tools high and calling him like he was butchering a pig.
But he only pulled the rein slowly, and when the speed was not fast, his horse finally turned slowly according to his intention, and inserted into the encirclement of these people in a diagonal way.
It was said to be an encirclement, but in fact, after Kiel rushed out on horseback, most of these farmers had strode towards the place where they came and fled, but they didn't really escape, but gathered around one person.
Regardless of the enemy on the left, Kiel aimed at the three farmers on the right, lowered his spear and gripped it tightly, and wiped the first farmer's shoulder with a single shot, bringing out a large piece of flesh and blood, and then Kiel gripped hard. Tighten the spear, stabilize the weapon, and then lower it down again.
He pulled back the reins as much as he could to slow the horses, giving him longer time to prepare to attack the farmer.
The second farmer raised his weapon and wanted to hit Kiel, but Kiel just swung his spear, and when he staggered past, the spear directly sent the farm tool that the farmer held up high into the air.
"Ah! Things from my house!"
The farmer seemed to have lost an important treasure. His hands were numb and he realized that his agricultural tools had been blown away. He immediately ignored everything and leaned down in a panic to find out where the agricultural tools fell in the wheat field.
Keel rushed to the third farmer, who held the farm tools tightly in his arms, neither resisting nor running away.
He just stood there in a daze, trying to say something to Kiel.
But before he could speak, his head was swept by Kiel's spear, and he opened the ladle directly, and the contents in it fertilized the field.
Kiel slowed down at the edge of the field ridge, raised his spear, waved it, and shouted at the militiamen on the opposite side of the field ridge: "Follow me! Let's kill!"
The five militiamen immediately got up from the ridges of the field, put away their bows and crossbows, and picked up spears several meters long. They gathered together and ran towards Kiel.
Turning the horse's head, Keir ran past the farmer who was stooping to look for farm tools, stepping on the wheat seedlings. The spear pierced the man's back and dragged the farmer along the wheat field. After a few meters, Kiel turned the spear backhand and drew the weapon.
He charged at the farmer, whose shoulder he had wounded, and swung his spear from his horse, knocking him down with the **** of his spear. Then he continued to rush out, and this man was stabbed to death with a spear by the militiamen who came from a distance in their cherished field.
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Kiel glanced at the situation on horseback, and found that in this short period of time, the rest of the farmers had gathered around a tall man dressed like a Scar Chamber of Commerce.
Although these people were afraid of Kiel on horseback, they still formed a circle under the order of that person, with their farm tools stretched out, and slowly approached Kiel on horseback.
"Kill him! As long as you kill him, the enemy will definitely retreat! No one can take away the land from the Ska Chamber of Commerce, and you don't want to accept the previous high taxes, right! Fight with our Ska Chamber of Commerce , the participating farmers tonight will be exempted from half of the grain they handed in this year! Half! Whoever can kill the rider on horseback, his whole family will be able to enter the Chamber of Commerce and live a life without worrying about food and clothing!"
"Whoever can kill an enemy, within three years, their family's food will be at their own disposal! Three years! And the fields outside the village can be chosen by their family!"
"Have you heard that? If you hear it, rush to me!"
The guy surrounded by the crowd shouted hoarsely, and waved his hands provocatively, saying some words that made the farmers jealous.
Although everyone was afraid of the man in the red armor on the horse, but with so many of them, if they charged up and attacked together, they would surely kill him. After all, they usually fight like this when they fight for water in the village.
"Ahhhh!"
A group of people gathered together, brandishing weapons and rushing towards Kiel, it was still a bit scary.
But just bypassed it a little, and led these people closer to the entrance of the village.
Afterwards, the five militiamen on the sentry tower saw that these enemies were all gathered together, and after a short aim, they fired five crossbow arrows in salvo.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh—
The few people who charged closest to Kiel were shot directly, and the guy with injured hands and feet fell to the ground at once, and was trampled by the feet of his companions behind him. A guy who was shot in the chest rolled directly to the ground, hugging the wound in pain, not knowing whether to pull out the crossbow that shot inside the body.
Kiel felt that the shield on his left arm was useless. These people couldn't catch up with his horse with their feet, so Kiel put the shield behind him directly.
Immediately, he drew out the long sword with his left hand, but soon he felt a little uncomfortable, and switched the long sword to his right hand, while holding the long spear in his left hand.
"You stay where you are, and watch me break up these people! Then you follow! Remember to protect yourself!"
Kiel rushed to explain to the five militiamen who followed him, and then rushed towards the militiamen.
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The crossbow arrows just now have scattered some of the farmers who gathered in a group. After all, after the crossbow arrows were shot down, some people dodged from left to right, and some even hid behind their companions with good intentions.
The guy in command even directly caught a farmer and blocked him in front of him. Facing the angry farmer, he even promised him a favor, so he appeased the farmer and used him as his human shield.
Kiel didn't dare to charge directly into the crowd. Although he was protected by iron armor, the horses under his crotch were not protected. Even if the vitality of tall horses was far stronger than that of humans, he didn't dare to let him have so many agricultural tools. horses to try.
Gere turned his horse slightly to the right and passed the farmers.
The spears collided with the raised agricultural tools continuously, crackling, and the tip of the spear destroyed the top parts of multiple agricultural tools in succession.
Some farmers looked at their farm tools with pity, and angrily picked up dirt from their feet and threw it at the enemy on horseback.
But nothing works.
Those throwing objects fell behind the horses eloquently ~www.mtlnovel.com~ Most of these farmers did not grasp the amount of advance when throwing. He only focused on throwing the clod towards Kiel's current position, but he didn't know that when the clod was thrown, Kiel had already galloped forward on horseback.
Keel sprinted past the farmers, slowed down, turned and accelerated again.
Then he tackled the other side of the farmers this time.
There was still the crackling sound of spears and farm implements, but a farmer was too brave. After rushing out of the team, he shot straight at Kiel on horseback.
Kiel's spear was slightly pressed down to open the opponent's weapon, and then the spear was pulled from the opponent's head again. A large piece of hair and **** scalp was swept away by the edge of the spear, and was directly pulled away from the farmer's head by force.
"Ahhh! It hurts!"
The guy knelt on the ground, howling in pain.
Keir fought back and forth not far away, this time rushing directly at the man.
A farmer wanted to pull his companion back into the team, but he was dragged back by others just as he took half a foot: "You don't want to die! Come back quickly! If he wants to be a hero, let him be."
Then a low-pitched voice whispered in the ear of the farmer who wanted to save his life: "And he is the only laborer in his family, his brother was called away by the Ska Chamber of Commerce, and he never called us for eating meat and drinking. If he's dead, won't his land be taken care of? After two years, it's all ours."
The farmer thought it was true, and then quietly took back the steps he hadn't taken yet. Like everyone else, he kept shouting loudly, and raised the farm tools in his hand towards the outside, but every one People didn't take a step, they just shrank in the 'safe zone' constructed by themselves and other people's tools and bodies.
Even if this 'safe zone' is not very safe.