"Lisa, you'll be with me in a moment." Roger stood in the fortification formed by carriages and ordered calmly: "Bonnie and Chris are responsible for protecting other people, unless the horse thieves rush in front,
Otherwise, try not to take action."
Roger has his own reasons for this arrangement. Every horse thief has the power of his soul. It is better to let his soldiers deal with them. It would be real if Bonnie or Chris let go and eliminate the horse thieves.
What a waste.
Bonnie knew Roger's secret, so she naturally agreed without hesitation. Only Chris was a little dissatisfied, muttering something like, "It's so boring to finally have a war and not let others take action."
However, he was just grumbling, and nodded solemnly to express that he would definitely obey Roger's orders.
"Sir, the horse thieves are three hundred steps away!" Mike, who had been on the top of the carriage and was responsible for the lookout, shouted loudly: "They have launched a charge!"
"Very good!" Roger's eyes flashed, and dozens of crossbowmen appeared behind the carriage at the same time.
The people who came to Kent Town with Roger this time were all his confidants. They were already used to Roger's ability to summon soldiers at any time, so no one was surprised.
As soon as these crossbowmen appeared, they aimed their bows and arrows in the direction in which the horse thieves were charging, but they all did not fire, only waiting for Roger to give the order to fire.
Even though the longbowman had stretched the bow string to the limit, his hands did not tremble at all, which made Chris feel a little admired and couldn't help but sigh in a low voice: "What a group of good soldiers!"
"The distance is two hundred and fifty steps!" Mike on the top of the carriage loudly announced the distance of the horse thieves again. These horse thieves can only be regarded as light cavalry. Without the burden of heavy armor and long weapons, their charging speed is also very alarming.
In just a short while, we were close to a distance of about fifty steps.
"The distance is just right." Recalling the knowledge he learned from the knight school, Roger immediately gave the order to the crossbowmen to fire. Dozens of arrows left the bowstring at almost the same time and shot towards the horse thieves who were running wildly.
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The maximum effective range of the longbow is about 300 steps, and the light crossbow is shorter, about 260 steps. Roger chose to order the crossbowmen to attack at this distance, which is exactly the balance between lethality and range.
The two contradictory aspects make a perfect balance.
Those horse thieves only knew that the enemy only had ten people, and they didn't even think of guarding against weapons such as bows and crossbows. They just roared and rushed up the hillside. At this time, they received a head-on attack, and dozens of crossbow arrows were already fired.
It came like raindrops.
At this distance, the lethality of longbows and light crossbows is astonishing. The arrows can easily hit the horse thieves and cause huge damage. Several horse thieves screamed and were shot off their horses. If they were lucky, several bones would be broken.
, those who were unlucky would be trampled to pieces by the horses following them.
Many horses were shot by arrows, neighing and fell to the ground with the horse thieves on their backs. The heavy horses rolled over their owners, making it impossible for these horse thieves to stand up again. After just one blow,
The unsuspecting horse thieves lost several people.
The cautious Watson was dragged at the back of the team. Seeing this situation, he couldn't help being shocked and angry. He glared at Aken beside him and said, "What's going on? Didn't you say there are only ten people on the other side?!"
"There are only ten people!" Aken was also full of doubts, but he quickly came up with a reason: "Maybe a few of them just brought bows and arrows, it's no big deal!"
"What an idiot. It's not like a few people can shoot so many sharp arrows." Watson looked at the lustful Aken with contempt, and thought to himself: "Is this a trap?"
Although Watson had doubts, nothing had changed at this time. His men had received the order to charge with all their strength, and everyone heard only the sound of horse hooves and the whistling of the wind. At this time, it was already impossible to make them stop the attack.
It's impossible. Now Watson only hopes that the opponent's strength only has a dozen or so crossbowmen, so that when his men break through the crude fortifications, they can destroy the caravan with minimal losses.
The horse thieves are all desperadoes. The death of their accomplices is not a big shock to them, and they still rush forward in a swarm. To these horse thieves, it doesn't matter as long as the person who dies is not themselves. There is a lot of psychology.
The dark guy wants more people to die so that he can get an extra share when the dirt is divided.
The crossbowmen did not stop after a round of attacks, but continued to attack the enemy. As the distance between the two sides became closer and closer, the crossbowmen's attacks became more accurate and deadly. Almost every time
After a round of arrows, more than a dozen horse thieves would roll off their horses and be trampled by the horses behind them until their skin was bruised and broken.
When the horse thief was only fifty steps away, the longbowman had already fired four to five rounds of sharp arrows, and the slower-shooting light crossbowman had also fired three rounds of arrows. At this time, the horse thief who was shot no longer fired.
Screams, all fell down without saying a word
Go away. At such a close distance, the lethality of arrows is fatal. Almost all the guys who were shot lost their lives immediately. A few who were not wearing leather armor were even directly penetrated by the arrows. This is enough to show that
How powerful are these arrows?
Watson, who had stopped moving forward, watched this scene from a distance, feeling his heart aching and bleeding. Before his men could even rush to the front of the fortifications, they had already lost about fifty people, four of the men they had brought out this time.
One percent. Although Watson doesn't care about the life and death of his subordinates, these people are all under his control. Every time someone dies, Watson's power becomes weaker. This is what really makes him feel distressed.
Even Aken felt something was wrong at this time. He secretly paid attention to Watson's terrifying expression and was so scared that he didn't even dare to fart, for fear that if he made any sound, Watson would pour out his anger on him.
For the lightly-armed horse thieves, the distance of fifty steps was close in an instant, just long enough for the crossbowman to fire a round of arrows. After losing another twenty people, the horse thieves finally rushed to the fortifications.
After paying such a high price before, the horse thieves were all holding their breath. Everyone knew that in close combat, the crossbowmen were no match for the cavalry. At this time, the horse thieves just wanted to rush past those carriages and then attack them.
The ones in the caravan went on a killing spree and turned everyone into meat.
So when there was enough space for a horse to pass between the carriages, the horse thieves running in front did not hesitate at all and rushed directly towards the passages. These horse thieves had raised their sabers high, just waiting to pass through the carriages.
If there is an obstacle, a massacre will be carried out on those behind.
The first horse thief rode quickly into the gap. Just when he thought he was about to drink the enemy's blood with the saber in his hand, his pupils, which were dilated with excitement, suddenly shrank to smaller than the tip of a needle.
Without any warning at all, a row of iron spears suddenly appeared at the other end of the gap. The sharp spear points reflected cold light in the sun. For the horse thief who had no time to stop, this sight was tantamount to announcing his death.
Before he could even scream, the horse thief had already crashed into Lin Li's iron spears.
The sharp spear point penetrated deeply into the horse's body. The horse raised its head and let out a shrill scream, and fell forward as soon as its four legs weakened. The horse thief was thrown forward by the huge inertia, drawing an arc in the air.
Lin Li's iron spears fell directly behind the line. His body was instantly pierced by several iron spears, and his limbs hung limply and could not move.
The horse thief who was running at the front suddenly hit the iron spear formation and stopped moving forward. His accomplices who were following him had no time to react and bumped into them one after another. The horse thieves were all charging at full speed, and they bumped into each other at such a fast speed.
The person in front was no different than riding a motorcycle and crashing into a concrete wall at high speed. For a while, many horse thieves were hitting people and knocking them over. Although it was not fatal, it also caused these horse thieves to completely lose their fighting ability.
The same thing happened again in the gaps between other carriage houses. Many horse thieves died in the death trap set by Roger without even reacting.
However, such a trap only has one chance to be used. When the other horse thieves saw the miserable state of their accomplices, they naturally would not rush in again. Instead, they whistled and dispersed to both sides of the hillside, intending to find the weakest link in the defense before launching.
attack.
"Human beings are indeed much more cunning than undead creatures!" The horse thief's reaction also made Roger sigh secretly. At the same time, he ordered the iron spear soldiers and long sword warriors to quickly change their formations and go to other directions to defend against the horse thief's attack. The crossbowmen also
Spread out and continue to shoot sharp arrows at the surrounding horse thieves.
At such a close distance, almost every arrow was fatal. From time to time, the horse thieves who were shot screamed and fell off their horses, and fell heavily to the ground and never moved again.
Some horse thieves with good riding skills also took out their short bows to fight back, but it was difficult to shoot targets on the galloping horses. In addition, there were fortifications on Roger's side as cover, so every soldier had a small weapon.
Protected by armor such as shields and leather armor, the sparse arrows fired by the horse thieves posed almost no threat. Only a few spearmen were injured, which had no effect on the overall battle situation.
On the other hand, those horse thieves who attacked with short bows were immediately taken care of by the crossbowmen. After several people were shot off their horses, no horse thieves dared to fight back with short bows anymore.
There are also a few particularly ferocious horse thieves who try to urge their horses to jump in from weak defense areas to launch a strong attack. However, without exception, they will be immediately hit by the spearmen. These particularly courageous horse thieves are not directly attacked.
After being pierced by an iron spear, he luckily fell into the fortifications and was cut down by the swarming sword warriors. There was no effective threat to Roger and others with a strong attack.
After several unsuccessful attacks and the loss of many lives, the morale of the horse thieves plummeted. They were originally a mob, relying on their numbers and momentum to bully the weak. But when they encountered
With Roger's command in this way, the enemy with high morale is no match at all.
After paying the price of nearly half of the men and horses being killed or injured, the remaining horse thieves finally began to retreat in the direction they came in disorder.