Mercenaries and Adventurers

Kiel rode on horseback and let Bloodlicker trot close to the bandit team blocking the trade road ahead.

He didn't expect that his side hadn't attacked yet, but the messy bandits in front ignored him and took the initiative to attack him.

Most of the bandits who rushed towards him at this time were young people who were not a few years older than him. At most, they wore a few extra clothes on top of the original farmer's clothes. A few old clothes, worn layer by layer, holding some worn-out swords that don't reflect much in the sun.

Just a few acquaintances formed a small group, striding towards him in a chaotic formation.

Looks like he's going to cut him and his animal mates down with those rotten swords.

Is there a mistake?

The corners of Kiel's mouth curled up, and he hummed in a low voice. Even if he stood still and let them cut him down, these people couldn't do anything to him. Why did these people think that they could take him down with a large number of people?

Not to mention that there are no large-scale projectile weapons. If you want to fight against enemies on horseback, these people don't think that they can catch up with four legs with two legs?

No way? No way?

"Give them a wink! Blood licking grass! Fight! Fight!"

With a cry, Kiel slammed his legs into the horse's belly, causing the horse to gallop forward instead of trotting.

The two sides faced each other, face to face, approaching quickly, and the horses galloped on the commercial road, making heavy hooves, which was far more powerful than the slogans and foul language shouted by the scattered young bandits.

Some guys who have not been dazzled by the empty promises of the bandit leader have already sensed that something is wrong at this time, but the companions who are attacking and running around have not stopped. These people who feel that something is wrong are not easy to turn around. Panting heavily, followed with a worried look on his face.

Keir looked at the bandits who were getting closer and closer, and touched the all-metal double-edged spear on the weapon rack behind him with his right hand, but he hesitated for a moment and did not take off the weapon.

He touched the long sword hanging on his left waist again to hunt and kill. This spiritual weapon was quite excited at this time, trembling slightly in the scabbard, waiting for the master to pull it out to kill the enemy. But Kiel still hesitated and did not pull out the sword.

"What should I do? I really don't want to kill people. The enemy will die as soon as he touches him like this. The matter has to be blamed on me. If he turns around, he will haunt me in his dreams, #￥#."

Keir cursed dissatisfiedly, but turned his eyes cleverly, glanced down at the Bloodlicker who was charging hard at this time, wearing a full set of horse armor, and had an idea in his mind.

"Good partner, good partner, today depends on you!"

Kiel yelled at the ear of the swaying horse in the gallop of Bloodlicker, then grabbed the armor behind the horse's neck to stabilize his body with one hand, pulled the reinforced and thicker reins of the horse with the other hand, and began to adjust the direction of the horse's running .

He didn't let the horse run straight into the front where the most enemies were, but pulled the reins and let the horse run towards the side corners of the enemy crowd.

Amidst the trampling sound of the rumbling horseshoes, the Blood Licking Grass sensed its master's instructions, obediently adjusted its direction and rushed towards the enemy's side.

On the main commercial roads and the wastelands outside the roads, low gravel walls at most half a meter high are sometimes built near the villages. At this time, the blood licking grass jumped up vigorously while running, and jumped directly across the cart-drawing horses. A low gravel wall that is impossible to climb.

The next moment, when the huge horseshoe with the horseshoe fixed at the bottom hit the ground, it crushed and splashed large pieces of the soft wasteland soil outside the trade road. The soft and dry soil splashed like muddy water, hitting nearby shrubs and flowers They trembled for a while, and the flowers and leaves smashed to the ground one after another.

"Lu Lulu—"

With an excited neigh, the Blood Licking Grass, under Kiel's control, rushed straight towards the guy on the edge of the bandits. This person was so frightened at this moment that he was so dazed that he even forgot to dodge and move forward. He held up an old dagger in his hand, as if he was holding a broken wooden stick, and he was completely charged at this moment. The knights and horses were frightened.

"Ah?? Ah—"

As soon as the man yelled halfway, the heavy war horse rushing forward slammed into his body heavily, making a muffled bang.

The bandit's head and chest just hit the front metal breastplate of the blood licking grass, and there was a crisp sound, but more than half of the young man's head was smashed, and the chest also had a strange and ominous broken rib and sternum With a sound, the neck was immediately stretched and tensed under the heavy blow, and then twisted more than a full circle with the rotation of the head, and the whole person died immediately.

Boom, boom, the blood licking grass continued to run forward, and the young man who was hit to death by it just now, like a rag doll that no one wants or loves, flew sideways a few meters away, and landed on the lush green grass. In the bushes, there was no movement.

"Ah~?"

The eyes of many bandits were fixed on the rushing knight. After seeing this brutal scene at this time, many people even jumped up in fright.

Some 'brave' young men who were serious and introverted, their legs became weak, their left foot tripped over their right foot, and they fell to the ground.

"I'm furious!!"

After seeing this scene, the fat bandit leader went mad with anger. He gritted his teeth and growled these words. Because he was still about 100 meters away from the young bandits who were rushing forward, and it was clear that the knight didn't draw his weapon at all. Facing the attacking bandits, he just drove his horse and ran over his men to death. !

Why do you look down on them?

"Give that haughty knight some pain! Hunting hatchet, up!"

The leader of the bandits roared angrily, and then he stopped leading people to dawdle behind him. Dozens of experienced bandits ran forward with him, and all of them pulled out a handful of palms from their backs while running. A slightly larger small handaxe, in fact, this thing is a throwing axe, mainly used to throw and kill enemies.

These people rushed forward quickly, wading through the bushes and flowers all over the place, parting left and right, trying to outflank the arrogant and careless knight who was galloping his horse and hurting people from left to right.

Kiel had a good view on horseback, and when he turned his head, he saw these menacing bandits. These people dressed themselves up in strange shapes, and they looked more like bandits who robbed trade routes and murdered and committed violence than the young bandits running around Kiel at this time.

His eyes were very good. Even though he was moving at a high speed on horseback, he still saw many bandits holding a hatchet that reflected the sun's light in their right hands.

"Throwing axe? Ha, I can get it for me."

Kiel tugged on the reins again, letting the bloodlicker knock over a young bandit who was just trying to run away with his head in his arms.

This person was a little unlucky, the others were at most seriously injured when they were hit and flew, but this guy was lucky, he just flew forward when he was hit, so he was stepped on heavily by the blood licking grass after he fell to the ground .

You must know that at this time the war horse itself and Kiel on its back are all fully armed and well-armed, weighing more than one ton. At this time, the horse's hooves stomped heavily on the belly of the unlucky guy while running, and the guy's internal organs burst out at that time, staining the lower half of the blood licking grass armor red.

"Good guy."

Kiel knew what was going on just by hearing the sound, he let out an exclamation, and then pulled the rein and knocked a person into the air. By the way, when the horse galloped by, he bent down and reached out to pick up a young bandit who had escaped unharmed.

This guy was running for his life, but he flew off the ground with a whimper, and was caught by Kiel in the mid-air on the side of the horse with one hand.

The sudden change frightened him and screamed, not knowing what to do.

The whole person swung his arms wildly with a rotten knife and an old sword, and kicked hard at the knight behind him with both legs.

Kiel accidentally kicked this person on his body. It's okay, but it doesn't look good. The people in the distance and the armed people are still looking at him from a distance, this is not acceptable.

Detrimental to the image.

Immediately, Kiel turned the man around, pointed the other man's head at the metal spike on his shoulder and 'lightly' bumped it, and the young bandit immediately calmed down with his face covered in blood.

It's good to be young, just sleep when you say sleep.

Using the reins to control the direction of the horse, Kiel made a semicircle and charged towards the real bandits diagonally.

He glanced at the bandits, then fixed on the leader of the other party.

And the fat bandit leader also stared fiercely at the knight who was looking at him, and shouted loudly: "Throw it! Kill him!!"

What is needed in the battle is momentum, and it doesn't matter if all the people are throwing at this time, half of the throwing axes will miss the target because the distance is too far. With great force, he swung his right arm and swung his throwing ax out.

Following his call, the surrounding subordinates also used skilled throwing movements to throw their throwing axes in the direction of the knight.

Swipe, swish, swish, just for a moment, a large piece of reflective weapons that reflected the sun's rays above their heads were thrown and rotated. It's like a steel butterfly fluttering in an instant, and it's like a deadly **** of death wielding a metal sickle, ready to harvest life.

Kiel's eyes widened, and he himself was shocked by the scene. To be honest, if there is no qualified defense for throwing throwing axes with such power and quantity, the baron's army will have to leave dozens of them when they encounter it. human casualties.

Of course, the throwing distance of the throwing ax is a big flaw, and it can only be used before hand-to-hand combat. Facing the crossbow in the hands of the militiamen in Kendall County, there is no chance to use it in a formal battle.

Most of them have to be shot into hedgehogs and porcupines by continuous crossbow arrows before they get close.

The throwing axes of the bandits were specially designed and trained for them to fight against the beasts and monsters in the mountains when they were avoiding the surrender in the mountains.

No matter how difficult the mysterious monster or the cunning ferocious beast, the bandits just threw a large piece of axes, and then only found some flesh and blood fragments of the original monster in the collision wreckage of the throwing axes. The whole body is basically Can't find it.

It can be seen that the power of the throwing axes is astonishing.

But Kiel is not a monster or beast that fights by instinct. When he glanced at these bandits before, he saw what these people were planning to do. So when the bandits threw their axes out of their hands and flew towards him, the unlucky young bandit who was "quietly resting" in Kiel's hand was also thrown towards the oncoming group of flying axes.

The two met and collided in the air, and the next moment there was the tragic sound of flesh being smashed and cut, accompanied by broken human bodies falling to the ground, and many throwing axes that fell to the ground after expending a wave of strength.

Kiel saw that the throwing axes thrown by most of the bandits couldn't reach him and his war horse. Among all the throwing axes, only a few bandits who were close to him and some strong bandits standing in the middle of the bandit team could throw them at him. this distance.

Therefore, when Kiel threw the young bandit to 'intercept' the throwing axes in mid-air, what he 'intercepted' was this wave of throwing axes that posed a serious threat.

Puff puff puff, one after another the throwing axes exhausted their strength, they spun and fell to the ground, cutting off all the flowers and plants on the wasteland and smashing them into pieces. There were also a few throwing axes that were lucky enough to escape the 'interception' of the young bandits, and finally whirled and spun towards Kiel.

The armor of the war horse is thick and strong. In fact, Kiel doesn't need much care and worry. Therefore, facing these oncoming flying axes, Kiel saw the timing and used the metal armor on the forearm of his right arm to clang and clang. Block, actively block these slow and loud weapons.

"Huh, it's quite powerful."

Kiel praised, and shook his blocking right arm. At this time, his forearm was slightly numb, and the armor arm guard also left deep impact marks of blocking. Steel is indeed much harder than a human body. A throwing ax that can cut a human limb into two at once can only leave some impact marks on the steel armguard.

After surviving this wave of attacks, Kiel continued to charge towards the bandits on horseback. These bandits were not afraid, maybe they knew it was useless to be afraid. They raised or pulled out their original weapons, roaring and swarming up.

Isn't a knight's war horse able to kill a person and fly him? Then with so many of us rushing up together, how many of us can you deal with?

When the knights lost the impact speed and strength of the horses, they attached themselves like ants, and they could kill the knights by biting them.

"Kill!!"

Such a ferocious bandit was rarely seen by Kiel before. Of course, he would not let the plan of these bandits go as he wished. He turned his horse's head and let the bandits rushing away. Then he got the bandit, who was holding his weapon tightly, out of the crowd.

As soon as he waved his hand, the bandit who was holding on to the weapon was thrown in front of the horse, and when he landed, he was trampled heavily by the heavy horseshoes that followed.

Just like the person who was stepped on before, this bandit was no matter how fierce he was, he hoofed down and hit his chest, the entire chest collapsed, and his abdomen bulged up.

"Ha, I didn't kill people. Don't come to me at night!"

Keir laughed and patted the horse's neck.

"Long-eared Tis!"

The fat bandit leader roared, but the bandit who was trampled to death by the horse was actually a small leader of his subordinates. But no matter how much he roared, if he couldn't catch up, he couldn't catch up. He tried his best to run towards the knight, but watched the knight running away from him on the horse.

But at this time, the knight enemy didn't even use any weapon he had with him, and dealt with them in a way that was almost humiliating and playful.

"Boss! Withdraw! Withdraw to the woods first, you can't fight this guy on the open ground!"

The 'false hand' struggled to follow behind the bandit leader, seeing that they were usually coquettish, but they couldn't do anything to deal with this knight enemy. This is not the way, the opponent can use this method of charging and trampling back and forth to trample them to death on this land one by one.

Although the bandit leader was angry, he was a sensible person. He knew that there was a previous intelligence error, and there seemed to be a knight enemy hidden in the refugee team that they couldn't deal with, so they must not fight recklessly at this time.

But he didn't want to give up the opportunity to eat this wave of refugees alone, even if he knew that this knight enemy was not something they could deal with.

Three different gangs of bandits eat a piece of meat, how can they be full if they eat a piece of meat alone?

Even though the piece of meat still seemed to be growing on the beast, they still couldn't take down the beast for a while.

"Retreat! First retreat to the woods next to the trade road at the foot of the village mountain, and avoid the knight's war horse there."

He yelled like this, reunifying the mess of bandits with a method almost roaring.

With the order to retreat, the young bandits who had fled in all directions seemed to have finally regained their senses from the panic, turned around and ran towards the direction where everyone came, regardless of their heads.

At this time, they ran away, no, the speed of retreating and turning was much faster than when they attacked before.

Some people turned their heads to look behind while running, for fear that they were chasing the charging knight behind them.

Some people are not just knights who only want to run away~www.readwn.com~ and throw all kinds of things at what they have at hand. However, these various things, including swords and weapons, were lucky to hit the knight, except for some innocuous tinkling sounds, they had no effect at all.

The fat bandit leader wanted his subordinates to pick up the throwing axes thrown earlier when they retreated, but Kiel, who was eyeing the throwing axes, drove them away on horseback. This scene made the bandit leader break out in a cold sweat, and realized why the knight was so strange.

It turned out that these throwing axes were targeting him and his bandits.

These weapons were also made by several blacksmiths he had **** before, and they were specially made in their old lair in the mountains and forests for several years.

Of course, if the blacksmiths in a few villages don't consider the technical level, it won't take so long to make dozens of dedicated throwing axes. The main reason is that it is extremely difficult to replenish various materials in the mountains and forests. , Specially send people to the nearby villages and towns to buy a little bit of material every time and come back to build it.

In the mountains and forests they survived by virtue of bravery and cunning, and gradually throwing axes. It is also one of the reasons why I am lucky not to encounter particularly difficult monsters and Warcraft.

"We can't let that knight take away our things! Otherwise, how can we hang around if it gets out?"

The bandit leader said so, but the cronies around him only stayed by his side, but no one had the guts to rush out of his own team and go up to challenge the knight one-on-one.

Everyone understands that if they don't use their real skills, their side will be defeated and they can only 'retreat' to fight again.

It might be a bit difficult to go up and **** back the dozens of throwing axes that the knight is looking for?