The green and green road was soon stained red with hot and humid blood. Screams and shouts echoed under the clear sky, full of panic.
"We are still old acquaintances!"
Downton saw that the leader of the vanguard was actually Cramer, the commander of the Third Regiment of Savage Garden. He originally wanted to shoot this guy on a tall horse, but he gave up thinking about his own shooting skills.
One bullet cost three thousand gold coins, and he was not willing to waste it.
"Save your life first!"
Downton let go of his blunderbuss, waved his hand and threw out a hammer of punishment. The hit made one of the shield soldiers vomit blood and fall over. There was a hole in the shield formation, but it was quickly filled by other shield soldiers.
The ogres screamed with murderous intent. The master took the lead in charging, and there were firebirds grazing in the air. In their opinion, this was undoubtedly the safest battle, so everyone was eager to pick up human hair and war treasure.
"Hold on! Hold on! Support will be here soon!"
Although Kramer shouted at the top of his lungs, the shield soldiers still had earth-colored faces. There was nothing they could do about it. Sherman's full-speed charging momentum was too wild.
The average weight of the war bear is as high as five tons, with a burly body and heavy armor. It looks like a steel chariot, which is very visually shocking.
The Green Goblin is indeed a fiery nightmare from the abyss. He regards killing as a daily routine and is not afraid of the blade protruding from the gap in the shield and charging excitedly.
"kill!"
As Downton shouted, the ogres also roared in unison.
Five golden dragon spears suddenly appeared and charged towards the two tower shields, blasting them directly. Before the mercenaries could catch up, Downton lost another war hammer.
"Block it!" Cramer's eyes were red, but it was a pity that it was useless to scream again.
Downton rushed in. He rushed in along the gap, bent his upper body at the same time, and swung the Balrog's Hammer with all his strength with his right arm.
boom!
The huge force of the Vulcan's body combined with the explosive impact of the Balrog's Hammer directly caused the hit shield soldier to fly out like a baseball hit by a home run, knocking over a dozen unlucky ones nearby.
ghost.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Downton quickly waved his arm and swung his warhammer, bringing out a bunch of afterimages and a bunch of tumbling shield soldiers.
"kill!"
Seeing his master killing everyone, the murderer shouted excitedly and rushed into the shield formation along the route he had taken.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Not to mention the bone spurs on the body of the war bear. The impact force of the running shield soldiers alone could not be withstood. So these guys were unlucky, they were all knocked over, either trampled to death or crushed to death.
"Block it!"
It was like a flood bursting through the embankment, and the crack instantly opened up. According to his duties, Kramer should lead the magician to block it. But looking at the group of heavy cavalry, all the strength in his body slipped away, and he did not dare to do it himself except shouting orders.
Go into battle.
Downton led the team to kill five layers of shield soldiers and appeared in front of the turbulent spearmen. These guys had just been attacked by the firebirds and were in a state of nervousness. Except for some who were frightened and stood there with their spears in sore spots, more
The others hid to the side.
"Withdraw!"
Rosicky warned, and the smoke and dust in the distance was a sign that the cavalry was coming to support.
"withdraw!"
Downton shook the reins, turned around and left, returning along the road. He was originally planning to fight back again, but he didn't expect that the shield soldiers had learned the lesson and stayed away from them.
This is actually the most correct approach. They cannot stop the cavalry, so they might as well retain their strength. Anyway, when the large troops arrive, these enemies will inevitably retreat.
There was a cavalry team nearby, but no one dared to chase it. Didn't they see the firebirds in the sky also evacuated? If they caught up now, they would definitely be burned to ashes.
By the time the support team arrived, Downton and his entourage had already disappeared.
"What did you say? A team attacked the logistics team?"
After listening to Hu Tao's report, Downton was a little surprised. Even Qiufeng's bandit group would not be stupid enough to provoke these two mercenary groups.
"Is he your friend?" After Rosicky asked, he wanted to slap himself in the mouth. This question was too stupid. Not to mention that Downton was a commoner, even a nobleman would not be willing to attack two mercenary groups of 20,000 people for him.
The most that exists is just some assistance and supplies.
Downton rolled his eyes, "Have you seen clearly who he is?"
"A bunch of savages!" Hutao pouted, still angry that Downton didn't let her join the battle, "I don't want to be a scout, I want to kill people!"
"Savage?" Downton and Rosicky looked at each other. There is no such species among the hilly natives.
"They are definitely a group of savages." Hutao nodded affirmatively, "Those guys have totem tattoos on their faces, and they can't be seen at all. They have brown hair, all combed into braids, although they are very strong.
, but he doesn’t even take a shower, so he looks like a dirty ghost.”
Hutao took out a pack of toffee from the purse Elaine had sewn for her, and she chewed it with a crunchy sound.
"What do their clothes look like?" Rosicki frowned, having some idea, but barbarians shouldn't appear here.
"I don't have any clothes, I'm just wearing a pair of briefs, and by the way, I'm also wearing a horned helmet. What they said was something I couldn't understand!"
"Are you still carrying a Viking battle ax for both hands?" Seeing Hutao nodding, Rosicky confirmed, "Yes, they are barbarians, and they are orthodox barbarians from outside the frozen soil of the North. But why are they provoking
Savage Garden?”
They say that barbarians are rude and have hot tempers. In fact, they are not stupid. They just act before they think.
"Isn't Arnold back?" Jackson was stunned for a moment and then interjected.
"What Arnold?"
"I recruited a barbarian a year ago, but I haven't seen him for a long time after giving him a sum of money to recruit his compatriots."
Downton thought of a possibility and got a little excited.
"Abandon the sneak attack, Firebird, Walnut, go find those barbarians." Rosicky immediately changed his plan, "We cannot allow our combat power to be wasted."
Hutao turned over and jumped onto the snow falcon, urging it on its way.
Despite the superiority of aerial reconnaissance, Hutao still found nothing. The vegetation in the Hongshan Forest was too dense and it was too easy to hide some people.
Seeing this, Rosicky asked Hutao to continue searching. Then he asked the Firebird to return to the front and began frequent harassment.
"Are these damn guys finished?" The leader of the savages threw the kettle angrily. Although the number of casualties each time was only 300 and the losses were not large, this kind of harassment was too annoying, like eating flies.
It's equally disgusting.
The morale of the team has plummeted visibly. There is nothing we can do about it. It would be too frustrating for anyone else to be like this after being beaten passively all the time.
"Send more scouts. Search in waves."
The deputy commander suggested that scouts are a technical unit and require a lot of experience to develop, but it doesn't matter, cavalry can also be used. Anyway, it is just a matter of odd hours. It will give the enemy a kind of oppression.
The scouts rushed out in one fell swoop, keeping a distance enough that they could be discovered within three minutes after being attacked by a sneak attack.
"Who gave the order? Are you crazy?" Rosicki laughed dumbly, "Forget it, since the other party gave us a big gift, there is no reason not to accept it."
Downton and his party set out again. This time they no longer harassed the regiment, but instead attacked the scouts and fought in small groups. These scouts were the opponents of the ogres. They wanted to escape, but they were riding ordinary war horses and could not outrun Sherman.
, not to mention there is a firebird to help.
As a result, all the scouts targeted by Downton were unlucky, and none of them were left dead. At first, there were nearby scouts to support them, but in the end, even if they saw the enemy, they did not dare to attack them, so they turned around and ran away after setting off the flare.
.
Snapped!
The leader of the savage group threw another kettle. He had no idea how to deal with this tactic. The other party was just bullying him because of his lack of individual strength.
Send out a cavalry team of magicians? Not to mention it’s not easy to find the opponent. Even if you find them, who can beat a team escorted by firebirds?
"Damn it, the tactical advantage of a flying super beast is too great."
The Indian head leader was about to pull out all his hair, but he still couldn't figure out a way.
In order to reduce losses, they took back some of their scouts, and sure enough, the other party began to harass the large corps again.
"Forget it, let them fight. The whole army speeds up and strives to reach Chenwu Town as soon as possible!"
The two chiefs of the regiment issued the order in unison.
"The response is good."
Rosicky made a point, even temporary scouts are still cavalry. If you want to be proficient in fighting immediately, it will take at least two or three years. But shield soldiers, spearmen, etc. can be trained for a few months before going into battle. If there is no way to avoid attrition,
Under the circumstances, they all chose to retain the technical arms.
“Very decisive!”
Downton sighed, he would have done the same thing if it were him. He could only reduce the losses by arriving at Morning Mist Town earlier and seeking a decisive battle.
The team moved again. When passing through a dense forest at dusk the next day, a group of barbarians suddenly jumped out and surrounded everyone.
"Keep your mounts, or you will die."
The leader of the barbarians was tall and shouted in half-baked Delankfurt.
Other companions made loud noises to support the deputy leader. Some of them had bloody beast meat in their hands and ate it raw.
The Downton Regiment's frequent sneak attacks also allowed the barbarians to discover this team, so they set up an ambush on the way to the town in advance.
"Where's Schwarzenegger? Let him come out!" Downton knocked lightly on the horse's belly, emerged from the crowd, and replied loudly, "I am Downton from Morning Mist Town, his friend!"
"What, you are Downton? The leader's loyal employer?"
The deputy commander was speechless, hesitated for a moment, then made a gesture and asked his deputy to call the leader.
After waiting for quite a half an hour, Arnold appeared from the forest with a happy look on his face, "Where is Downton?"
"Arnold, how are you doing?"
Downton got off his horse.
"Lord...boss!"
Arnold laughed and rushed up. He originally wanted to call his master, but in front of a group of subordinates, he had to change his mind because of his identity.
Downton also went up to him, and hugged Arnold regardless of the bloody scabs on his body and the dirt left by not taking a shower.
"I haven't seen you for a year, how are you?"
"Very good, thanks to your money." Arnold lowered his voice, "Master, I'm sorry, I lead my compatriots to make a living, and now I represent the face of the barbarians, so I can't call you master."
"It doesn't matter!"
Downton didn't care about a title, but Arnold was moved. Downton was still as generous and considerate as before. If it weren't for his help, he would have probably starved to death or become a slave. In order to please those
The nobleman died in a gladiatorial arena. (To be continued...)
