() "You let ordinary militiamen charge into the battle, but let little Grandet, who is a magician, stay in the rear. Is it because he has a rich father?" Downton pretended to be angry, "You protected him.
Isn’t the meaning too obvious?”
The members of the Sixth Brigade were all thorny, and with the idea that they were unlucky and would not make others feel better, they started shouting and cursing.
"My dad is rich. If you have the ability, you can bite me!"
Hearing that he did not have to go to the battlefield, little Grandet was very proud and wanted to make Downton angry to death. Unfortunately, his words only stirred up a hornet's nest. The militiamen became even more hostile to him and threw rocks at him to vent their dissatisfaction.
"If he doesn't come, we won't come either!" Downton took the lead in making noises, but he couldn't let little Grandet get his wish.
"Believe it or not, I will chop off your heads?" Jovic glared angrily, trying to suppress these disobedient militiamen.
"You can try!" Downton shouted, "Don't be afraid, everyone, I will protect you. I will go back to Chenmist Town and tell everyone about these guys' faces."
"That's enough!" Rocker frowned and stared at little Grandet, "Come on!"
"No, I don't want it, I'll give you the money!" Little Grandet was crushed by the pressure of death and spoke eloquently. Even if Rocker wanted to protect him, there was nothing he could do, otherwise he would be outraged by the public.
Although more than 200 militiamen died, there were still many left. If chaos broke out, he would not be able to escape the blame.
When the Sixth Brigade heard what the Captain said, they all shut up. Then they looked at Downton with a look of horror. They felt that this kid would definitely hide behind and push others to their death.
"Little Grandet, you and I go to the front!"
Downton drew his saber and walked towards the mountain road.
Everyone was stunned and looked at Downton stupidly, not knowing whether he was an idiot or confident to the point of being bold.
After being surprised, the militiamen of the Sixth Brigade began to rejoice, and then regretted that Downton was actually a nice person. It would be great if they did not provoke others and could live in peace.
Rocker and all his subordinates frowned, wondering what kind of medicine Downton was selling in the gourd?
"Brother, you are stupid, why are you at the front?"
Hu Tao was so anxious that she didn't know what to do, so she simply stood in front of him and said, "I'll go with you too."
Celes ran over and grabbed Downton's arm, concern evident in her words.
"You stay to protect Celes!" Downton touched the little Loli's head, "Homer, release six abominations to protect them."
"No, how can you attack a copycat without hatred?" Jovic vetoed it before Celes could refuse.
"Are you in charge?" Downton glared at Jovich and told Celeste, "Stay two hundred yards away. Don't attack without my order!"
Military orders are like mountains. If little Grandet does not want to be executed as a deserter, he has no choice but to climb the mountain.
Led by Downton, the fifth echelon regrouped in the straight line area.
Quasimodo not only gave everyone confidence, but also caused some commotion in the village. Its size was so huge, and coupled with the heavy armor, it was like a steel barrier, which was very visually oppressive.
Woo!
The melodious horn sounded, urging the echelon to attack.
"Let's go!" Downton held the Shield of Order in his left hand and the Wings of the Black Dragon in his right hand. After greeting Little Grandet, he started climbing with Quasimodo as his shield.
The Death Mountain Road was strewn with corpses and blood, and a strong fishy smell spread with the mountain wind.
Little Grandet wanted to delay, but the militiamen behind him would not let him do so. They were urging him, so he could only follow Downton.
Seventy meters, sixty meters!
Downton reached a distance of fifty meters, but the gangsters still did not attack. He looked back and found that as expected, the militiamen were cursing and pushing each other for the position behind him.
Musser's soldiers were no exception. They all felt that with Quasimodo as a human shield, Rolling Stone and Tsumugi would never be able to cross Downton, so the area perpendicular to him must be safe.
"Well, the formation is good, we can start planning."
A smile appeared on Downton's lips, and he suddenly sped up.
Quasimodo charged at the same time, his legs like a battering ram stepped on the ground, making a dense thumping sound, which immediately made the gangsters nervous, and they quickly smashed down the rolling stones.
"careful!"
"They're starting to attack!"
"Magic suppresses it!"
The soldiers' rapid breathing and shouting formed a death symphony. They all squeezed behind Downton, looking for a space to hide. A few unlucky ones stumbled and fell out of the mountain road and rolled directly down.
Quasimodo did not resist the boulder as the militiamen expected, but hid to the side. Downton followed closely, but the militiamen were not able to react so quickly.
Little Grandet had relied on the physical strength of the magic user to push away the others and hide behind Downton. He was cursing him to death when his eyes suddenly opened up and a huge boulder fell down.
Downton's dodge timing was perfect. When Little Grandet saw the boulder, there was less than five meters between the two sides. Before he could dodge, the rolling boulder rolled over him and he rushed in.
Among the militiamen.
There were screams, people were on their backs, and there was blood all over the ground!
No one thinks that Downton did it on purpose. After all, no matter who is faced with the attack of rolling stones, the first thing that comes to mind is to dodge.
"Where is the magic suppression?"
Downton shouted, drawing the echelon's attention to the magician.
The magicians accompanying the army had already received instructions from Rocker and would not support this attack on the grounds that their magic energy was exhausted.
The militiamen were indeed induced, and they all cursed the mage angrily, but soon they couldn't care less because more rolling stones were thrown down.
Rumble!
Stones with a radius of about one meter were pushed down the village gate, and like a swarm of meteors, they rushed towards the fifth echelon!
With no room to dodge, Downton had no choice but to resist.
Quasimodo kicked the ground hard, his legs like pile drivers, inserted directly in, and after fixing his body, he tilted his body sideways and swung his arms horizontally, making an anti-collision posture.
boom!
The first rolling stone hit Quasimodo, and without any suspense, it slid directly to the side. It was like a mainstay, stuck on the mountain road, and could not be shaken despite the heavy impact of the rolling stone.
"As expected of the Abomination warrior who is known as the number one heavy infantry in the Western Continent!" Rocker was so excited that he wished he could take it for himself. As long as there were ten Abominations, he could attack the stronghold without any damage.
"Why hasn't he been beaten to death?" Jovic was so jealous that he almost vomited blood.
"The enemy has prepared so many rolling stones, which is obviously premeditated." Homer reminded.
"I'm still worried that it's not enough!" Downton hid behind Quasimodo, feeling safe and even having the time to look back.
The fifth echelon was divided into two distinct groups. The soldiers in the straight line behind him seemed to be stretching out of heaven, while the other side was hell.
The rolling stones rolled over, leaving a layer of minced meat on the ground. Some militiamen couldn't bear the torture and turned around and ran down.
Downton poked Quasimodo in the waist. The latter understood that when resisting the rolling stones, he deliberately pushed them to the other side to prevent them from rolling off the mountain road.
The little Grandet who was run over suffered a broken bone, vomited blood, and lay on the mountain road. Seeing the group of rolling stones, he gritted his teeth and jumped towards the hillside again, and then rolled down.
"Blow the horn and let them attack!"
Rocker wants to force Downton to death.
"I've been waiting for you, Quasimodo, you can move now." Downton was trying to find an excuse to move.
"As you command, Master!"
Quasimodo suddenly took two steps diagonally upward, so the militiamen behind him who couldn't react were in bad luck and were completely crushed.
When Downton walked five meters away again, there was no one behind him. Except for the dead ones, everyone else had fled back.
"Okay, you can go back!"
Downton roughly counted that a total of 200 people participated in the attack, leaving more than 130 corpses. Most of the survivors were professional soldiers who were relatively behind.
"Why did more people die when you led the team?"
When Downton came back, Rocker immediately rode over to question him. He couldn't punish him for returning because the soldiers behind him were all dead and he couldn't let one person charge.
"Without magic suppression, of course many more people would die!"
Downton had already made an excuse.
Rocker was speechless. He found out that his plan to kill Downton had actually tricked him.
"I don't care what excuse you have, you must keep charging!"
Jovic yelled, "Your hatred will reduce casualties."
"Yes, for the safety of the militiamen, I am willing to take the lead in attacking the mountain stronghold!" Downton said with such righteousness that no one could see any flaws.
Jovic thought that Downton would refuse, so he prepared a lot of words, but as Downton promised, he was unable to say anything.
"Get ready, I think they are going to run out of rolling stones." Downton clenched his fist, "I think we can kill them this time!"
Rocker didn't know what Downton was paying attention to, but he also understood that after all this consumption, the gangsters' reserves were probably not much left, so he arranged for two centurions of militiamen and one centurion soldier to follow Downton in the charge.
"No, there are too few soldiers. I don't want to rush forward without any reinforcements behind me." Downton refused, "And your mage must keep suppressing the attack."
"Okay!" Rocker agreed, and the bearded centurion was pushed out.
"Don't be afraid, everyone, we will definitely succeed this time!" Downton roared to encourage morale, and then rushed towards the stronghold. He originally wanted to pull Little Grandet up, but he just broke his legs.
, even half of his ribs were broken, and he really couldn't stand up.
Seeing the increase in the number of enemies, the bandits' commander responded to the situation and allowed them to climb to a distance of forty meters before starting to drop rolling stones.
Downton did not stop this time, but his speed was very slow, and he kept moving in diagonal directions. The militiamen behind him who wanted to hide behind him were dumbfounded and could not keep up at all, so they were crushed by the rolling stone.
The entire mountain road was filled with cries of death.
"Hurry up, you bastard!"
Rocker was dying of panic. Downton was only thirty meters away from the stronghold. With the help of Quasimodo, he could rush up in one breath, but his speed was extremely slow, which meant that the soldiers behind him would be exposed for a long time.