Kiel and the militiamen followed closely behind the bandits, trying to force the bandits into the vicinity of the corpse pit. The surrounding area is not so steep, and only the corpse pit in front can block these bandits.
The two groups of people chased and fled, and stopped after a while.
The militiamen followed closely behind the bandits, not giving them the possibility to separate or turn around, until there was only a huge pothole left in front of the bandits, and the white snow under the pothole.
But under the white snow, there are faint silhouettes of corpses piled up at the bottom of the pit.
As a large number of humans approached here, these corpses, which were originally motionless due to the low temperature and snowfall, gradually began to vibrate.
Bone arms stick out of the snow.
The legs of the fleshless man whose tendons were gnawed off began to swing straight.
Accompanied by the moan of "Wooooow.", the rotten head with hollow eye sockets emerged from the snow, and opened and closed its mouth to express its desire for life.
In the woods beside the corpse pit, a group of big, thick-feathered crows gathered at some point. Their small red eyes looked at the food in the corpse pit, and greedily looked at the humans who were about to fight.
"quack!"
"Ga! Ga! Ga!"
"Gah."
The crows communicate with each other with their obnoxious calls, as if to express their satisfaction for the possible meal to come.
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The bandits stopped at the edge of the corpse pit, with a dead end in front and militiamen surrounding them behind.
They held their weapons tightly, held their heads high, and cursed the militiamen and everything they saw.
The beheaded Delang tightened the metal ring armor on his body, stroked the child's hair, silently pushed away the bandits who were blocking the way, turned around and walked out.
He saw that more than a dozen militiamen had finished winding their crossbows, and the deadly arrows had already aimed at them from a distance. If they resisted, they would all be shot to death here.
Impossible to escape.
Ever since he was ambushed by the militiamen, he knew that it was impossible for them to escape.
Even if the bandits left women and children without enough supplies, it would be impossible for them to cope with the cold and harsh winter.
Even if the last few of them managed to escape the pursuit of the militia, it would be nothing more than fighting each other for a little food.
the same.
Looking at it now, when the militiamen attacked their lair, they led all the people to escape, and there may be hope to escape. But he and his companions were too confident in their bandits.
Maybe they also think highly of themselves.
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"Put down your weapons! Surrender!" The Mountain Leopard team leader shouted while holding his crossbow.
The bandits were a little riotous, and it seemed that some of them meant to surrender. But everyone can see that the bandit headed by the tall armored bandit who should be the bandit leader has not yet expressed his opinion, and those bandits who even wanted to surrender have not really surrendered.
"You! Bandit with a double-edged axe! Lead your men to surrender! Otherwise, we will shoot arrows! Then you will all die! Whether it is a woman or your child. This is not a joke." The mountain leopard team leader then roared road.
The women and children surrounded by the bandits trembled in fright, but no one dared to ask the bandits to surrender. It is not enough to beg for mercy.
Of course, the bandits were not strong men, and they were all scared to death at the moment, but their leader hadn't spoken yet, and De Lang's cronies didn't dare to go past De Lang to beg for mercy.
Keel could see that the bandits were waiting for the bandit leader's decision. If the bandit leader surrendered, they would all surrender. If the bandit leader decides to fight to the death, it is estimated that the bandits will fight until the bandit leader dies.
The key decision is the guy.
Keel stared closely at the tall bandit with a double-edged axe. He had some issues with this bandit two days ago. The guy was shot dead by random arrows.
After thinking about it, Keir felt that this guy should be defeated by him. Anyway, for the militiamen, a dead bandit leader or a living bandit leader is almost the same. As for him, it would be interesting to see if he could personally defeat this seemingly formidable guy.
Seeing that the captain of the Mountain Leopards was about to ask the more irritable and nervous bandits to surrender, Keel took a few steps forward and immediately attracted everyone's attention.
Seeing that everyone was looking at him who was walking suddenly, Keir looked at the captain of the Mountain Leopards and said, "There is no need to persuade. This bandit leader will not bow his head. It is impossible for them to put down their weapons and surrender."
Looking at Keir, the militia captain of the Mountain Leopards asked back, "Then what do you mean?"
Kiel slammed the spear in his hand to his feet and stood on the ground and snow. He held the metal shield and the long sword around his waist, and there was a burst of smiling answers from under the helmet: "I happen to have a little grudge with this bandit leader, and I want to use his blood to wash it off." Take my sword.
that guy! Instead of surrendering or not surrendering, do you want to fight alone with me? Excitedly, Kiel raised the shield and long sword in his hand, and turned around in a circle.
"Look! The cold wind! The chilling forest! The white snow that covers everything! The desperate bandits! The murderous militiamen! The crows looking around and the corpses thirsting for life! All of this is a very perfect battle stage Is it?" He even opened the helmet visor and shouted loudly.
"I didn't expect you to be a poet." The militiamen laughed loudly, but they all became excited. The ethos of this kingdom is a bit strange, at least Kiel understands it a little bit, it is different from the various stories from various places, because the establishment of this kingdom is a very magical reason, and the king of this kingdom is the same as the first nobles The unique identities of the companions.
The kingdom is very prosperous in music and poetry, and the common people love the heroic stories associated with it.
Although Keir's actions at this time were wild, for the same young militiamen, they felt nothing but excitement.
"Kill, are you sure?"
"Don't die! That guy doesn't look easy to deal with."
"If you lose, we will shoot arrows to avenge you!"
Keir laughed loudly. He closed his visor, held his long sword in front of his chest, and put the hand holding the shield in front, making a formal etiquette for the beginning of a battle.
The bandit on the opposite side tightened and loosened the handle of the double-edged ax standing on the ground, loosened and tightened again, without saying a word.
Kiel looked at each other and said: "Don't think about it, you failed, this is a fact. If you want to maintain the last bit of dignity, come and fight with me! Prove that you are a fighter, not someone struggling in failure Loser. Let me tell you clearly, you are the leader of the bandits, and you cannot escape death."
Perhaps it was Kiel's last sentence that angered the bandit leader in front. After listening to Kiel's words, the other party directly held the middle of the double-edged axe, grabbed it, and then walked towards Kiel with big breaths.
Kiel put down his sword and shield, and strode over with the momentum of not losing to the opponent.
Kiel is more than a head shorter than the opponent, but because he is wearing armor that is more sophisticated than the opponent at first glance, it seems that there is not much difference between the two.
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The militiamen and bandits fell silent, and everyone watched this inexplicable and sudden one-on-one fight.
"Ha!" The bandit leader Delang roared, and the heavy ax in his hand slammed down on Kiel.
But Kiel surprised people. He didn't dodge, but put his arms behind the shield, relying on the shield to withstand Delang's full axe.
Dang bang!
The loud sound of metal collisions sounded, and Kiel barely stabilized his posture, but his feet did not move, and he was knocked back a step heavily.
"Hey, it's really strong! Fighting those vulnerable bandits two days ago made me feel a lot weaker!" Kiel swung his arm slightly, but he didn't expect that Kiel would dare to fight head-on. Delang, who was hitting, also rubbed the palms of his numb hands.
Kiel looked into Delang's eyes: "Those guys who are so weak are your subordinates, right? Should there be?" Kiel's words obviously annoyed Delang.
He roared angrily: "Reckless militiaman, today is your day of death!" He swung the heavy double-edged battle ax again with both hands, circled around his head, and then slashed at Kiel heavily.
Keir changed his style of play just now. He dodged a step sideways, and then the shield also turned sideways to defend. The ax only grazed the surface of the shield slightly, and then dodged away with a spark and a sharp cry.
Delang raised his leg and hit the ax handle with his knee, and the powerful force lifted the ax handle up a section, just in time to bounce the blade of Kiel's long sword close to the ax handle.
Immediately afterwards, Delang clenched the ax tightly, and slammed it sideways at the front of Kiel's body.
Keir saw his intentions, and directly caught the front end of the ax with the shield, and the two of them stood up like this.
Delang was about to break Kiel's left arm with force, but Kiel acted first. He squatted down suddenly, and at the same time raised his left arm, and lifted Delang's ax all at once. Immediately afterwards, Kiel took advantage of the opportunity of lowering his figure, and the long sword in his right hand slashed Delang's legs.
With a small leap back, DeLang dodged Kiel's insidious attack.
At the same time, he also used a blade of the ax to slightly hook the edge of Kiel's shield, and with the force of jumping backwards, he pulled Kiel's shield.
Did not pull.
Kiel's left arm was tense, trying to resist Delang's pull, and then his right hand slashed on the front handle of Delang's ax twice in a row.
The handle is made of hardwood, which is very tough, but not choppy. It was hacked by Kiel twice in a row, leaving two deep sword marks.
"Don't even think about it!" Seeing Kiel's plan, Delang thrust the ax forward, trying to hit Kiel's helmet.
But Kiel has been guarding against this move. As soon as the force from his hand changes slightly, he pushes up the shield, so that the suddenly bumping ax only slightly grazes Kiel's helmet.
The two of them carried out these tricks very quickly, and the militiamen and bandits who were staring at them were dumbfounded. The militiamen were astonished at the subtlety and quickness of the battle with the two, and thankful that they did not engage in close combat with these bandits, but pressed them step by step with their crossbows. If you really feel that you are a melee militia, you will carelessly fight this wave of bandits in close quarters.
Maybe he will be beheaded seven or eight people in a row by this bandit leader.
The bandits looked at their leader nervously, and at the same time felt that the leader's hope of winning was gradually sinking.
The guy in the armor in the militia was very active on the battlefield before. They expected it, but they didn't expect it to be so powerful. Not only was he arrogant, but he could even fight with their leader.
But a tie means that their robbers are finished at this time. Because as long as the militiamen on the opposite side put a round of crossbow arrows in such a close distance with nowhere to hide, they will lose at least half of the few people.
As long as the opponent rushes next, they are all over.
Perhaps, it's all over now.
Thinking of this, some people don't feel like dying, maybe they think it's better to surrender and do hard labor to live than to be killed at this time. Especially when they are surrounded by their women and children.
A bandit tremblingly threw the cold weapon in his hand into the snow in front of him, then he didn't dare to look at his companion, turned around and hugged the child and woman.
The rest of the bandits looked at each other, and quietly threw their weapons into the snow in front of them, then squatted down and hugged their so-called family members, accepting everything after that.
The captain of the Mountain Leopard team noticed that the bandits dropped their weapons and made gestures of surrender. He smiled and touched the men next to him: "Look, those bandits surrendered."
"Boss, should we let Kiel get out of the way, and then shoot the bandit leader to death with an arrow." The militiaman asked, and at the same time raised the guy in his hand.
The captain of the Mountain Leopard team stopped his subordinates: "Let's see first, if Kiel can win, let him win. If he wants to lose, we will intervene. Then Kiel owes us a life."
"That's right."
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Kiel, who was fighting nervously, didn't have time to pay attention to other things. Although he did see the situation on the bandit's side, he didn't care.
But De Lang, the bandit leader, noticed. After forcing Kiel away a little, he took a look back and spotted the bandits behind him out of the corner of his eye.
He, who was breathing rhythmically, immediately lost his breath.
Kiel keenly sensed the rhythm of the opponent's battle: "Whatever they are doing! Ha! Focus on it, I'm serious." After speaking, Kiel used his legs and feet, and the whole person rushed forward, turning the shield sideways to block At the same time, the long sword in his hand stabbed out from the front.
De Lang's eyes widened, and he saw Kiel's movements in a very short time. Relying on years of combat awareness, he blocked Kiel's deadly strike with his left arm.
The long sword pierced into De Lang's left forearm, one end in and one end out, as if a water bag had been punctured, and blood gushed out from the wound.
But the gushing blood only lasted for a very short section, and then it was stopped by Delang's tense arm muscles. At the same time, he raised his powerful kick, trying to kick Kiel, who was approaching, away.
The corner of Kiel's mouth curled up under the helmet. He twisted his right wrist, and the long sword turned a large angle in the opponent's arm, and then Kiel was deliberately kicked away by the opponent.
Boom.
This kick kicked Kiel sideways for three meters.
Keir kept his balance in the air and landed on both feet without falling.
Seeing that Kiel was kicked away, the militiamen nervously aimed their crossbows at the bandit leader on the opposite side.
"Don't be nervous, I had the upper hand just now!" Keir said quickly, he was really afraid that his companions would shoot their opponents to death with arrows. However, he tapped the kicked abdomen slightly with the hilt of his sword, and muttered softly: "Hiss, but it really hurts."
On the opposite side, Kiel twisted it with his sword at the end. It was just a smooth penetrating wound, but was directly dug into a **** hole by Kiel's sword. A lot of flesh and blood on De Lang's left forearm was wrung out, and the blood couldn't be stopped this time.
"Huh, huh, huh, huh." Gasping for breath, Delang put the ax in his right hand in the snow, removed two long strips from the hem of his clothes, and wrapped them around the **** hole in the wound. The other was tightly wrapped around the elbow of the left arm.
Keir stood still. He took out a piece of blood-soaked sackcloth from the pouch at his waist, wiped it on the long sword, and wiped off all the blood and flesh on the long sword.
Then he put the more soiled sackcloth into the pouch on his waist.
No way, it's not that Kiel is abnormal, but in this wild place, there is no other coarse cloth that can be used to wipe weapons. And before the war was urgent, he couldn't care less.
However, as expected, after these bandits are eliminated, there should be no more battles.
Even if there are still bandits hiding in the bandit lair, Knight Crowe probably will directly fire the fire and burn them all to death by suffocating.
De Lang was panting heavily. The fierce battle and the massive blood loss just now made him a little dazed. And the actions of those subordinates who surrendered before he was defeated made his mind buzz even more.
I just got defeated by this young guy in front of me?
is this real?
He asked himself in his mind.
At this time, the surrounding crows who fell on the trees and watched here, perhaps smelling the blood that drifted away from Delang's injury, all chorused in unison, 'Gah! ’ tweeted once.
Accompanied by the crow's chirping, the dead bodies in the corpse pit crawled out of the snow, and they used their broken throats to make piercing howls~www.mtlnovel.com~ while scratching at the edge of the corpse pit.
They smell blood, and they crave, want, want more.
And some corpses with broken legs and feet could only wave their arms at the bottom of the corpse pit, letting those who could still walk drag them around.
Keir looked at the bandit leader opposite, and the bandit leader opposite came back to his senses after being in a trance for a while.
He stared at Keir closely, and asked in a hoarse voice, "I'm not defeated yet. Ho, ha, ho. I have a proposal, do you dare to fight with me in the corpse pit behind?"
Keel looked at each other with the eyes of a madman.
The militiamen cursed the bandit leader one after another, thinking that this guy had tarnished and ruined this wonderful duel. A perfect duel that could be discussed at the wine table for half a day, just came to a disappointing ending.
Kiel listened to the words of the militiamen behind him, and answered the other party: "Hehe, haha, hahahaha! For a perfect battle ending, why don't I dare?"
De Lang's eyes were fixed on the eyes under Kiel's helmet visor, as if he saw a pair of human eyes. Those eyes were blood red, as if reflecting blood, battle, and death.
As if thinking of something, he turned around and dragged the ax with his right hand, and he didn't look at the bandits who had surrendered, nor did he look at the woman he liked and his child who couldn't express any emotions.
And Kiel didn't look at the panic of the militiamen behind him. He just raised his sword behind his back to signal, and then bypassed the bandits who surrendered from the other side, preparing to finally smash the broken jar at the bottom of the corpse pit full of deaths. The bandit leaders fought.
Under the visor, Kiel murmured excitedly: "When I first saw this corpse pit, I wanted to do this. Hehehe."