() The militiaman whose vest was stabbed by a javelin fell down, and his screams instantly cut through the silent forest road.
This sound also seemed to kick off the attack. Nearly a hundred javelins were shot out from the woods on the right, covering the fifth brigade like dark clouds.
A few more unlucky ones who were slow to react were shot. Their miserable howls and bloody looks scared the militiamen who had never experienced any battle. Except for some clever ones who knew how to hide behind the truck, more
It's running around.
"No chaos, form a defensive formation!" Jovic was also frightened by the sneak attack. He no longer thought about blackmailing Downton, and quickly scolded the militiamen and asked the cavalry to charge in the direction of the enemy's formation to disperse them.
Archers are a technical unit, and they are not needed to protect the logistics team, so Rocker left a cavalry unit, but it was unable to immediately suppress the enemy's spear attack.
The elemental arm immediately sent out the huge warrior tower shield.
"Celeste, dismount, come here Hutao!" Downton grabbed it with one hand, protected Celes, and observed the battle situation.
Judging from the number of spears thrown by the opponent in one wave, the number of enemies is about a hundred. Their shooting skills are very good, and the hit rate remains at about one-third. Unfortunately, the material of the spears is too bad, so except for a dozen
The unlucky one dies, and the rest are injured.
However, the screams were so loud that their morale dropped even further.
Jovic was going to be furious. Who said that the bandits would not take the initiative to attack? Fortunately, when the cavalry rushed out slowly, the opponent immediately stopped the offensive and apparently withdrew.
Looking at the dozens of wailing militiamen, everyone had ugly expressions.
"Why are you still standing there? Here are the military doctors, treating their injuries!" Jovic rode back and forth on his horse, checking the damage.
The enemy's spears are all made of camphor wood. After being whittled into sharp spines and smeared with a plant juice, the texture can be hardened and the lethality increased, but it is still far inferior to iron weapons.
This is also the reason why the enemy did not attack even though they knew that those wearing armor were officers. Instead, they chose the militiamen who only wore ordinary clothes as targets.
The spear was really bad at throwing and couldn't pierce the armor.
"Sir, there are eight centenarians hunting." The adjutant hurried over and reported to Campana that if the civilians die, they will die, but if the nobles die, there will be more trouble afterwards.
"Send someone to find them, these bastards, who let them run around?" Campana cursed, forgetting that he almost went hunting just now.
The militiamen who had not yet recovered from the shock were unwilling to enter the woods, and neither were the cavalry. This made Campana furious. Just when he was about to force the soldiers to enter, the nobles rushed out of the woods on war horses.
Although the servants without mounts ran as fast as they could, they still lagged behind. They screamed one after another, torturing everyone's nerves.
"Help, it's Romario the Lone Wolf!"
The leader of the nobles roared with tears on his face. His words were like a mace, swung hard on the heads of the militiamen, leaving everyone stunned. Even the expressions of Campana and Jovic were stunned.
changed.
Romario is a thief as famous as Tyson. He is called a lone wolf because he works alone, but his fighting ability is definitely not bad.
He once slaughtered a caravan of 200 people by himself, and the reward on the reward list was as high as 15,000 gold drams.
A red Texas red wolf chased out. It was the size of a war horse. It carried a middle-aged werewolf wearing leather armor. He held a scimitar in each hand. When he rushed past the servants, he was nowhere to be seen.
With any movement, their heads had been chopped off, and pillars of blood rose into the sky.
This was the first time Celes saw Wolf werewolves. Their appearance was no different from humans, except that they had a gray tail on their buttocks.
Everyone clenched their weapons as if facing a formidable enemy.
Romario took off a fishing net equipped with a sinking iron ball from his saddle and threw it out with a wave of his hand.
Well, the fishing net spread out in the air like a blooming flower, caught up with a nobleman more than thirty meters away, and trapped him.
The unlucky noble lost his balance and fell down.
"This is the net throwing, the specialty of the werewolf cavalry. It is said that the most powerful Wolf warrior can throw the net to capture the gryphon knight at an altitude of 300 meters." Homer took the opportunity to explain to Downton, "This werewolf should be retired.
A soldier, maybe he also served as an officer."
The reputation of the lone wolf was too great. The centurions of the nobles who were trapped in the trap screamed, but no one dared to save him. As for Downton, he didn't do anything to show his affection.
Under the gaze of more than a thousand eyes, Romario calmly rode up to the noble, cut off his head, picked it up with a scimitar, and retreated into the forest as if holding a banner of victory.
"You guys are smart!" came an orcish language with a Roset accent from the woods, followed by a wave of gunfire.
Campana let out a breath of cold air. If he had just ordered to take the opportunity to hunt down the lone wolf, he must have fallen into a trap.
"What on earth is going on? Why do Tyson's subordinates still have spear-throwing warriors with such high accuracy?" Jovic roared, suddenly realizing that this time the bandit suppression operation might not be as smooth as before.
As expected, the lone wolf and the gangsters whose identities were unknown did not leave, and would harass the logistics team with rifles from time to time.
The team transporting supplies was too long, and the combat effectiveness of the militiamen was negligible. There were only a hundred cavalrymen, and they were exhausted because they could not take care of the end.
"This is not the way to go. Send a signal and ask for support!" Jovic wiped his sweat. "Otherwise, when the cavalry is defeated, those who attack will be even more unscrupulous."
"Well!" Campana also knew that the matter was urgent and asked the messenger to quickly fire off the magic flare. Then he looked at Downton, "Why don't you let him lead the charge?"
"I'm coming too, I must catch up with those bastards this time!" Jovic is young and energetic, wants to make achievements, and is extremely arrogant. He feels that his cavalry can crush those enemies as long as they catch up with them.
Any general knows that on the plains, cavalry will always have an overwhelming advantage over light infantry. This is why the enemy did not attack the logistics team. They were afraid of the cavalry, so they adopted fatigue tactics.
"The Seventh and Eighth Brigades are temporarily responsible for transporting the supplies of the Sixth Brigade. Downton, take your people and charge with Chief Jovich next time!"
As soon as Campana finished speaking, the Sixth Brigade immediately broke out into a commotion.
"Why? Don't the militiamen have to go to the battlefield?"
"Yes, why not choose another team?"
These scoundrels were paid to perform military service on behalf of others, but they never thought about going to the battlefield to fight.
"Shut up, the country needs you. If you disobey, you will be dealt with according to military law!" Jovic pulled out his saber and glared at him fiercely.
The other militiamen all had an attitude of not caring about the matter. Instead, they were lucky to have escaped disaster and would not help these people at all.
"It's all Downton's fault. If he hadn't offended the commander, we wouldn't have been named!"
Under the pressure of death, several of the stabbers became speechless. Although the others did not speak, they looked at Downton with very unfriendly eyes.
Downton was too lazy to care and released Quasimodo.
The thornheads shut up and took a step back. Quasimodo's appearance was really too visually oppressive. He was five meters tall and wrapped in thick heavy armor. He looked like a steel puppet.
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Campana and Jovic's eyes also jumped sharply. They didn't expect Downton to have such powerful demon servants in addition to ghouls. Seeing that this guy's face is covered with centipede-like sutures, he must be an abomination warrior.
Already.
"Protect Celes, anyone who dares to come within five meters of her will be killed!" Downton's voice was loud, just to warn those with evil intentions.
"No, bring it with you, so that even if we meet Romario, we will have the strength to fight." Jovic refused. He stared at Quasimodo, as if he was seeing the head of a lone wolf and a lot of military exploits.
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"You should first think about how to use the cavalry to entangle those spearmen!" Downton despised. He estimated that this time the charge would be louder than thunder.
Jovic is very motivated to fight, but the cavalry have no such intention. As veterans, they would rather prioritize saving their lives than getting promoted and making a fortune.
"Help me put on my armor!"
When he was about to charge into the battle, Downton didn't dare to push too hard. Water-like fluctuations appeared in the space around him, and then the elemental arm held out the parts of the order suit and attached them to him.
"What's this?"
Everyone around looked at Downton in shock. This was the first time they had seen him wearing armor in this way. Immediately, strong envy and jealousy appeared on the faces of Jovic and Campana.
Why would a commoner have such equipment? This idea came into the eyes of two nobles almost at the same time. They wanted to take the opportunity to kill Downton and then seize his things. This is a battlefield anyway, and it is normal for one or two people to die.
Already.
"Hmph, I still want to kill you!" If they want to kill themselves, they must choose an inaccessible place to reduce witnesses as much as possible. Downton is eager for this. With fewer people, he can annihilate a centurion with the help of the Abomination Warriors.
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"Wutao, protect Celes!" Seeing the little Lolita also clamoring to wear armor, Downton quickly advised her.
"No, I want to charge and kill!" Hutao refused. As a violent loli, staying in the rear was not in line with her character.
"Be obedient!" Downton frowned.
"Okay!" Seeing that Downton was angry, Hutao pouted and nodded.
After thinking about it, Downton still felt uneasy, so he simply left ten more ghouls.
"I, Di Polo, how many troops do you have?" Campana half lamented, half asked tentatively, but unfortunately he only waited until Downton ignored the back of his head.
"It's good to show some strength. This will make the ordinary soldiers have some concerns when they follow their commanders to deal with Downton." Homer rarely puts forward opinions, in order to cultivate Downton's decision-making ability. Even if he is wrong, it will be wrong.