Medieval Riding and Cutting Record

This is Corleone’s first battle. He feels that he should be very scared. After all, killing chickens and killing people feel completely different, but in a frenetic, hand-to-hand environment where everyone is caught in a frenzy, he is just tight. Follow the actions of the slave team.

At the beginning, his mind was still thinking of Joe's instructions, tell him not to be too protruding, not to rush to the front, but to attack the enemy's lower three lanes, and when the real battle happened, all these words were in Corleone. Disappeared in his mind.

　　 can be regarded as a kind of group blind obedience. The roar, the crisp sound of sword collision, the screaming sound, the pungent smell of blood, the scene of amputated limbs, the sum of these senses makes Corleone gradually lose his sober consciousness.

He just kept waving the mine pickaxe in his hand. He didn't know that his pickaxe was broken, but relying on the strength far beyond ordinary people, he still swung desperately using the dwarf pickaxe technique, and even a slave was killed. He unfortunately hit the head.

But at this time the field was already in a state of extreme anxiety, and no one cared whether he accidentally injured his own person. Corleone and a guard on the opposite side slashed, and the guard's short spear pierced Corleone's forearm, and he reacted. Only a piece of the broken handle of the mining pick was left in his hand.

　　 The guard in front of him was about to pull out the short spear and poke Corleone's head. At this time, Corleone grabbed the short spear and dragged the guard to the front.

Then he hit the guard's chest with a head hammer. The guard on the opposite side couldn't stand firmly and sat on the ground, while Corleone drew out the short spear from his arm and pierced the guard's face without hesitation. .

　　 The short spear pierced the guard's mouth directly, and then Corleone drew the short spear out like a okay person. The red and white thing splashed on his face, but he continued to pounce on the next enemy without expression.

　　 The wound on his arm was bleeding continuously, but he didn't feel any pain at this moment, just kept piercing his weapon.

　　 On the other side, Joe and Zabu are close to success. Two cavalrymen have been killed, and the other is also seriously injured. Only the cavalry leader is slightly injured.

The guards around 　　 surrounded the slaves, and the threat of archers was constant. Fortunately, the archers in this mining area were relatively mediocre, so they couldn't hurt Joe or Zabu.

　　 If there was a marksman here, the current situation would be completely different.

　　The other living slaves struggled with the guards desperately, just to give Joe and the others a chance. The guards on the opposite rushed into the circle of the knights several times, but were quickly killed by the slaves or forced out of the circle.

During this period, it can be seen that Corleone has already killed several guards. Except for a few group leaders, he is the one who killed the most enemies. At this time, there was only a vague flame in his mind, which seemed to be a burning straw house. There seemed to be billowing black smoke hovering in the sky.

　　 The cavalry leader still did not protect the young master after all, Jefferson was pulled aside by Fackner, and he put his sword on Jefferson's neck.

　　 "Stop it all! Your young master's life is in my hands! If you hear it, stop it!" Fackney shouted.

　　 "Whoever is doing it, I will kill this noble boy!" Joe's voice was still so loud, it almost covered the whole fighting scene.

Now the butler Brand was in a hurry. He didn't have much fighting capacity. He was watching him all the time. When he saw Jefferson being held hostage, he hurriedly shouted: "Stop it all. I order you to stop. !"

Finally, the fighting between the slave and the guard stopped. At this time, there were only less than forty slaves standing on the field, and there were close to fifty guards. According to statistics, hundreds of slaves died, and only more than 20 died. A guard and two knights.

　　 The slaves gathered the fallen weapons and surrounded Jefferson's regiment, while the guards on the opposite side were trembling. Among them, the cavalry leader couldn't even hold the knife in his hand. He had imagined that he would be severely punished by the lord.

　　 "Joe, don't be impulsive, you can say anything, as long as you let go of Master Jefferson, I can give you anything!" Brand Butler shouted anxiously.

　　 "Hand over the young master, I swear by my knight's reputation that I will let you leave alive!" The cavalry leader continued.

　　 Of course they are anxious, how can they not, if the young master is really injured, or even killed, then they are also done, and they will definitely be buried with the young master, know that their lord only has this only son!

　　 "You are so nice to say, just you gangsters, what credibility do you have, don't be funny!"

　　 "You should put down your weapons quickly, or I will kill your young master!" Joe said loudly.

The cavalry leader burst into a cold sweat. He suspected that he would be killed by this group of slaves when he put down his weapon. But if he didn't put his weapon, the young master might die. At this moment, his mind was just a mess. , I don’t know what decision to make.

"Everyone throw their weapons down, hurry up! Hurry up and obey my orders!" This was from Jefferson's hoarse yell. At this time, he didn't look like a nobleman, his nose and tears were all over his face, how ugly it must be. Just how ugly.

　　Even yellow stains appeared on his trousers, and his legs were trembling non-stop. The arrogant noble master, facing the threat of death, is no different from a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

　　 "Don't hurry up to follow the orders of the young master!!" Butler Brand is really going crazy, UU reading www.uukanshu. How could he think that a simple inspection would cause such a big mess, at this time he had only one thought, and that was to save the young master.

　　 The guards could only choose to drop the weapon in their hands, the cavalry leader gritted his teeth, and had no choice but to drop the scimitar and buckler in his hand.

　　 "Get all of you to get me into that house, hurry up!" Joe directed the guards to move to the west, where there are stables and warehouses, and now the slaves have their weapons in hand.

　　 Corleone finally came back to his senses, only to find that there were corpses everywhere under his feet. He immediately vomited out. After vomiting, even the bile was almost gone. At this time, no one paid attention to him.

　　 Not only some slaves vomited, but many of the guards on the other side vomited. The situation on the scene was frightening.

　　 Joe's expression is calm, which is a small scene for him. Now the guards on the sentry post have gone down, and the biggest threat has disappeared. Then, as long as you get enough food and horses, you can escape from here.

Joe's heart is already planning an escape route. After all, he knows the terrain nearby. He has sneaked a glimpse of the map of the barracks. Combined with the experience of other slaves, he thinks his escape route is still feasible. of.

　　 Corleone vomited as he walked, he didn't dare to fall behind. At this time, all the slaves who were standing gathered together, and there were a few severely injured slaves on the ground, but at this time they could no longer take care of them.

　　 Joe summoned a parchment in front of his eyes. He was surprised to find that his main occupation had changed, and the slave became an outcast, which also meant that he was free from the shackles of slaves.

　　 At the same time, he found that he had an additional attribute point, and he directly added it to the power. At this time, his power reached 8 points. As for other information, he had not had time to check.