The moment the six or seven bandits in front of them flew off their horses, the bandit cavalry collapsed. Those terrifying crossbow arrows reminded them of what was about to happen, so they turned around in panic... What a pity.
, those bad horses under their crotches can only give them more capital to bully ordinary people. It does not bring them any advantage in escaping. On the contrary, it is a fatal weakness - the roads in the center of the town are used for
It may be barely enough to spread out a dozen horses, but if it is used to turn around in a hurry, it is not even half possible!
What's more, in an environment where arrows are constantly flying around?
The thieves who were originally rushing behind the knights finally stopped... They stared blankly at the blood splashes caused by more than a dozen of their companions falling from their horses. They seemed to have never thought that the cavalrymen they relied on as their ace would be like this.
Completely wasted.
How could this happen? How could this happen?
Most of the attackers were thinking like this, as if they were still in a dream. But everything in front of them was unquestionable. They had already lost half of their personnel.
Moreover, the closer distance and the scattered horses allowed them to finally recognize the problem they were facing - more than thirty heavy crossbows, as well as the faintly smiling soldiers behind them, and the winches in the opponent's hands made a strange creaking sound.
, like the ferocious grinding of teeth of a beast, and like an urging signal, the robbers finally realized that the situation was over...
"No chaos, no chaos!"
The black crow Bakala roared and tightened the reins hard, but could not stop the horses under him from jumping violently... The muffled sound of arrows piercing flesh and the screams of sharp howls surrounded the surroundings, and everyone around him fell to the ground.
The person almost made him collapse...
It shouldn't be like this, it shouldn't be like this... Isn't it just a small town with less than a thousand people, isn't it said that there are only seventy or eighty guards? I have thirty fully armed cavalry! I have one
More than a hundred highly skilled subordinates! Didn't he already send his men to sneak in first and wait for the opportunity? He even made a careful plan to break open their city gate and rush into the town!
Shouldn’t the next step be to kill everyone? Shouldn’t there be a complete victory? How come...
But no matter what, the reality is that I am trapped here by a mere thirty garrison soldiers, trapped in such a dead situation!
There is nothing we can do about the current situation. We can only rush out and count them all! The bandit leader gritted his teeth and let out a loud roar!
"Fight them! Shield! Raise your shield and charge forward. If you charge past them, they will be dead!"
The roar once again pushed the thieves... Most of the thieves were desperadoes. After the initial fear, they somewhat regained their composure, but this incident made them who were initially timid immediately become crazy, and everyone began to
Keep moving forward - the remaining part is only a dozen feet wide, and when you get there, you are almost close to the opponent's territory... Immediately, more than thirty bandits each protected their heads and faces with shields, roaring towards them.
They rushed forward. Then the large army behind them, less than twenty people, followed suit... although the pace was somewhat slower.
Or sometimes people are such strange animals that need others to make decisions for them, even if it is a decision that leads them to the abyss...
But at the moment when everyone was rushing forward, not many people noticed that their Black Crow boss did not participate in the charge.
The bandit leader has fallen behind the crowd - when everyone rushes forward with shields, they will become less concerned about the things around them. At least they will not pay attention to the people on the horses beside them. This is Ba
A technique that Kara discovered in her early mercenary career.
Of course, someone will notice.
When Baccarat quickly turned his horse's head, he entered a bright light. Not far away, the paladin's long sword held flat was pointing at the face of the bandit leader from a distance, staring at him coldly.
At this time, there was no standing bandit around him, and more than twenty people had been knocked to the ground in this short period of time! The power of the paladin was not comparable to that of these rural gangsters. In fact,
, even ten Baccarats are still unable to fight against it!
But Baccarat still didn't care. He choked and pulled out the long sword at his waist!
Raise the sword, rotate it once, draw a symbol, and then point flat.
The paladin's movement paused for a moment - even though it was not standard, the meaning of the opponent's movement was extremely sacred.
One-on-one, fair duel requirements.
So after a slight hesitation, he responded in the same way... But then the young paladin let out an angry low roar! Because he noticed that the bandit leader actually had a smile on his face.
With a leap, the paladin drew an arc forward!
The long sword slashed down, and the black full-body armor seemed to turn into an illusion in front of the shining long sword. The sword blade effortlessly passed through it and broke it in two!
A crack was opened lightly, and then the crack and the strong muscles and bones underneath were effortlessly separated. Finally, black and red blood spurted out from the crack like an explosion, and then the huge pressure pushed it away directly! The blood and
The internal organs flowed and splashed in all directions, staining the ground with a cloying scarlet color...
The chaotic battlefield suddenly fell into silence at this moment, and the bandits who were trying to charge in disorder stopped - they finally noticed that their leader was not among them, but when they turned around, they could only see
Watch the black horse split into two in the light!
As a result, the pungent smell filling the air finally destroyed their fighting spirit once again... The leader was already dead, so what was the value of fighting for it? Immediately, dozens of militiamen holding long guns appeared from the corner of the street.
He could only choose to throw away the sword and gun in his hand and squat on the ground with his head in his hands.
So, so far, this farce has come to an end.
But obviously some people are not satisfied with this result.
"Damn bastard! Why did you come out to stir up trouble!"
The aristocratic young man dressed in black pushed away several soldiers in front of him and shouted angrily at a high decibel level! "I'm about to surround these bastards. Do you need a pretty boy like you to steal the limelight? bastard."
!Damn it! Bastard! Bastard! When the time comes, he comes back to cause trouble for me, who will be responsible for catching him?"
"Damn it, give the horse to... what the hell! This is the best Beowu purebred horse within hundreds of miles!" He growled and kept moving forward, passing through the crowd and coming to the reinforcements.
In front of him, the voice became louder and louder, almost roaring: "I was at least 80%, no, 90% sure of catching this crow alive! But you guys are so happy to be in the limelight? Why do you want to engage in a duel? You jump
Didn't you see that the armor was a high-level magic item before you came out? Tell me, how the hell are you going to pay for it? Or are you going to put this thing on your body..."
The curses stopped abruptly the next moment. The paladin's sword was already pointed at the young noble's face!
The shadow of the helmet obscured his expression, but it was obviously unable to suppress his anger - no matter how polite a nobleman was, it would be difficult for him to remain indifferent to the series of curses just now, not to mention the gangster's despicable escape method.
It's like a joke that makes him ashamed
Now, this shame has also turned into anger, making him almost unable to control himself.
The sound of needles dropping could be heard once again in the venue. Even those who were forced to retreat into corners by the gun-wielding city guards who appeared one after another and who had not yet tied up the gangsters also held their breaths for this strange scene.
"Battles are always full of surprises, and the mistakes made by this 'senior' paladin were just unintentional... Please don't get too excited, Master James."
The person who broke the awkward silence was the young man named Edward.
I don't know when, he had appeared on the battlefield. He nodded slightly towards the noble young man, but the fingers of one hand pointed at the paladin's armor decorated with beautiful ivy patterns.
On the left chest, a sun rune inlaid with jewels shone brightly.
"You...hum! Sorry, I was too excited!"
The young noble opened his mouth and finally let out a reluctant hum.
The name of the paladin is enough to silence the most ferocious evildoers... because their right of trial and decision is given by the gods. As long as he can prove that the other party is indeed an evil person, they can give a verdict, up to
The sentencing is death. And their judgment method is also backed by magic and gods - as long as there is a dazzling red aura under the spell of 'Detect Evil', they can directly punish them without asking the reason.
Behead!
Although this method has been criticized among high-level bureaucrats and nobles in the country, it is also prohibited by the laws of Titania, a country where earthly power is supreme and the god of nature is revered, Eri, a country of ice and snow in the north, and even those free city-states in the south.
However, after all, the Western fiefdoms were still under the rule of Turamis. In this ancient empire, the dependence of the noble fiefdoms on various churches forced the king to make compromises.
Therefore, no matter how much dissatisfaction there is in his heart, the young man has no way to continue cursing - the lord of a small area like Baiyang Town in Xifengyi is considered a local noble at best, but he is just a noble at worst.
A country bumpkin, and a paladin with a gem holy symbol, he definitely has a high status in the church of Sun God Lansendre.
A country bumpkin like him is the only one who is unlucky and may end up unlucky in the end.
"Sir, on behalf of Viscount James, I would like to apologize to you for your rudeness."
The boy known as Edward bowed to the paladin, calming the awkwardness in the atmosphere a little.
But in the next sentence, he turned the topic to a condition that the other party could not accept: "It's just... Although Sir Sir was a little excited, after all, it was your actions that had a substantial impact on his plan, so this time
Failure to do your best means that, to be precise, you affected the outcome of a military operation. Therefore... I think you do need to compensate His Excellency the Viscount for his losses."
"He suffered nothing from it at all!"
"No, no, in fact, we lost a lot."
Facing the cold snort of the paladin, the young man spoke slowly, with unquestionable certainty: "As far as we know, this group of bandits who call themselves the Black Crow Mercenary Group has a large scale, and this
They did not come out in full force once. They left a group of members led by the spell caster as a backup. Therefore, if their leader was not captured, we must organize another crusade. And based on His Majesty’s determination to implement justice, I think you are the most likely to
A good compensation would be to make a contribution in the subsequent clean-up operations as compensation...Based on the concept of justice, I believe you will not object."
"That's no problem."
Obviously, his calm attitude and logical words are quite convincing - after hesitating for a moment, the paladin put the sword back into its scabbard: "I can help you. If the distance is not far, I can do it by myself."
We can wipe out the remnants of this gang."
"Well, your Excellency, you just hit the point - because the information we received is not detailed, the approximate location where their remnants will appear... Well, there are probably at least seven places, located sixty to sixty to 100 meters away from Baiyang Town.
The distance of one hundred and ten miles may be somewhat scattered, so the specific clearing will probably take seven or eight days."
"How can that be done! We need it soon... Anyway, we don't have that much time! What's more, they are just a group of bandits..."
The warrior's voice immediately became a little more angry, but this time the young man didn't seem to care about it at all, and raised his hand to interrupt him. "It is precisely because they are a group of bandits, your esteemed paladin,
He said: "You probably don't understand that such guys do great damage to the local area. In this farming season, as a local lord, the baron does not have much energy to deal with their harassment, so we
Only then would they risk using this once and for all method... It's just that this time they didn't achieve the expected fighting purpose. Now that they have escaped, even if they catch up, they can't be sure to annihilate them all. As long as a little bit is left behind, they may resurrect.
"
"So if we want to remedy the situation, we can only use a relatively safe way to completely eliminate every possible place for them to settle down. Originally we didn't consider it because we didn't have enough power, but now with your help, I think this won't be a problem.
." The corners of the young man's mouth raised slightly. Although he was still smiling, it just made people feel something different for some reason.
Cunning, cunning, or treacherous?
The paladin frowned in the shadow of the helmet: "I have already said that I don't have much time now because I... am currently on a special mission."
"That's it... Our distinguished paladin mentioned that he doesn't have any extra time. This is not easy to handle."
The young man seemed a little disappointed, but soon he suddenly slapped his forehead: "Ah, there is a compromise. Because it is close to the Whispering Forest, there are still some idle mercenary activities in the town - their
Of course, the power cannot be compared with that of a person like you, but it must be enough to deal with those gangsters. It’s just..."
"What?"
"In fact, we have expressed similar wishes to them before, but you also know that they are different from you. They will not serve the villagers just because of the call of justice. To recruit the required number of people, you must have at least two hundred gold coins.
Commission, this..."
Now that things have reached this point, there seems to be nothing that needs to be explained clearly.
"Here are twenty platinum coins! Enough to pay for your so-called expenses..."
"Thank you for your generosity. In this way, the security level around us will be improved to a higher level. This is truly a gift from His Majesty Lansendre."
"Shut up, don't let me hear the name of God the Father from your mouth! You greedy..."
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"It's getting more interesting."
From the second-floor window of the hotel, the spellcaster in black robe took everything into view.
After a brief evaluation, she turned and walked towards the fence, paused slightly with the staff in her hand, and a series of sudden, crisp sounds of metal collision made the entire space quiet again.
"I want to enter the Forest of Whispers and need some manpower." After a short silence, the mage said: "No matter how many people there are, individually or in a team, I will give each person a deposit of fifty gold coins, as long as they can reach me
I will pay each person in the area where there is need a thousand kingdom gold coins."
"Hiss..." In the silence, only subtle gasps sounded around... and then turned into a terrible noise in the next moment...
In fact, if an ordinary person proposed such a price, the current commotion would probably be dominated by sneers, heckles or curses.
What is the concept of a thousand kingdoms gold coins?
Even for all the cave bears in front of us, it takes at least three to five months of busy work and more than a dozen trips in and out of the forest. If you are lucky, you can earn money for your life... This is because of the Whispering Forest.
Above are some of the richest cave bear hunting grounds in the entire kingdom. If they were replaced by some places that were already full of bear trails, dozens or hundreds of trips back and forth might not lead to similar wealth.
It's just that the person speaking now is a mage. So the situation is different.
Mages are undoubtedly the richest group on the entire continent. It is not a problem to consume nearly 10,000 gold coins for an ordinary magic experiment. Naturally, a few thousand gold coins are not a problem...
However, there are obviously not many hot-headed guys... Just because of the richness, the dangers in the Whispering Forest are also extraordinary. The ability of the mage in front of me is not yet clear, but from the appearance, it is definitely not a fuel-efficient lamp -
—A good mage can hire people on the premise that he has people to follow him. The most reasonable explanation is probably the lack of cannon fodder.
"Dear Master... Well, Your Excellency, if it is convenient, can you reveal your destination? Of course, I only need a general idea."
A loud shout broke the silence in the tavern - like thunder, it actually caused a buzzing echo, temporarily attracting everyone's attention to the back door of the tavern.
The presence that makes the sound is as eye-catching as his voice.
He was striding into the lobby at this moment, but his short figure occupied an area of three or four people - this was partly because of the extremely thick and shining all-steel armor on his short and stocky body like a barrel, and partly because of the extremely thick all-steel armor on his body, which was as short and stocky as a barrel.
On the one hand, it's because this barrel-like guy is carrying a unique weapon in his hand... It's a six-foot-long, egg-thick, short-spear-like iron rod, but underneath is a heavy ax blade.
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