Lorraine Hill stood up from the tent. Since she had been prepared before, she also changed into a close-fitting hunting suit to make it easier to move.
After opening the curtain of the tent, a loud crashing sound of rain hit the face. The six riders guarding outside the tent were also very surprised to see her appearance. Before these riders could ask questions, Lorraine Hill rang and hung on the tent.
The big copper bell at the door made a special ringing sound even on a rainy night, which alerted many of the guards who were still awake.
The girl asked the riders beside her to immediately notify everyone to put on their armor and prepare to fight.
As the Chamber of Commerce guards in the tent were woken up one by one, the sound of horse hooves in the distance became closer and closer.
Unable to wait any longer, he did not expect that the enemy's marching speed not only did not slow down in the rain, but actually accelerated. Lorraine Hill made a prompt decision and ordered some of the prepared guards to line up in 3 rows and set up on the avenue, with each row 3 meters apart.
m, so that even if the cavalry breaks through the first level, the entire front line will not collapse immediately. You will still have to face the spears and crossbows in the back row.
Several squad leaders led their men into action quickly. In the heavy rain, shouts and shouts were heard one after another in the camp, and there were rapid footsteps and movements everywhere.
12 spearmen formed the first line of defense. They stood behind the wooden fence. At this time, the sound of running horse hooves was more obvious. Even they were vaguely aware that the arrival was not good. The cold rain ran along the top of the head, and the clothes were wiped off the shoulders.
The armor was wet, and the water on the barrel of the gun also made the clasped hands a little slippery. They stared uneasily at the dark and blurry rain curtain in front of them, as if a ferocious beast that chose to devour anyone would emerge from it at any time.
The second and third rows are still spearmen, and behind the third row are sword and shield bearers suitable for melee. They protect the crossbowmen and other non-combatants behind. Several followers set up the six large fire pots, and then
Pour in kerosene and light it, so that it can burn brightly even on rainy days.
Lorraine Hill was wearing the black hooded robe from before, riding on a horse, looking at the blurry black shadows in the mountains in the distance, holding a matte crossbow in his hand, which was a gift from the Yagtilin family before leaving. [Mute
Light Black Crossbow] (Excellent Silver Level).
Like a narwhal piercing the ice above their heads, a group of cavalry in black armor suddenly rushed out from the turning point ahead and rushed straight towards the camp.
They wore unknown black masks. The specially made masks did not affect breathing even in the rain, and the dark red patterns on them also added a bit of horror.
This group of black cavalry is probably at the level of Sequence 2, but their job description is very compatible with rain. Not only does it not affect their actions in heavy rain, but they are much stronger than usual. On the other hand, the riders on Lorraine Hill's side
And the guards, although there are more than 10 people in Sequence 2 and more than 30 people in Sequence 1, the total of more than 100 people have been affected by various negative effects of the rain, but they are not as strong as the other party.
The leader hiding among the cavalry saw the guards waiting in the camp. His pupils shrank slightly, but he did not hesitate. A special whistle sounded. These black cavalry took out a javelin one after another, and then threw it rapidly in the rain.
come out.
It was too late, but it was fast then. The galloping cavalry rushed to the front of the formation in the blink of an eye, while several spearmen in the front row groaned and fell down, holding the javelins inserted into their flesh and blood.
The intensive sound of crossbows sounded, but unfortunately due to the influence of the rain, most of them missed the vital points and were only inserted into the thick armor without penetrating. Only one of them passed through the eye socket of a cavalryman.
And the cavalryman in black also fell from his horse in response.
The black cavalry who rushed to the front of the formation first raised their lances that were ready to go. The turbid rain surrounded them. With the impact of the lances, the wooden fence in front was shattered, clearing the way for the follow-up troops to attack.
Obstacles cleared.
The remaining long gunners in the first row no longer hesitated, roared, raised their spears, strode forward, and stabbed the chest of the war horse. The huge inertia of the war horses brought the long gunmen down, but then they also rushed towards them in the rain.
He slipped forward and fell heavily on the cavalryman on his back.
Then the spearmen in the second row also faced a fierce impact. Lances faced lances. Neither side dodge, or there was no time to dodge. Then there was the sound of steel piercing flesh and blood. Several cavalrymen in black were like rag dolls.
The same thing was picked up from the saddle by a spear, and then fell on the rain-flowing road, never to live again.
It was not easy for the long-timers, either. Even if the lances surrounded by the turbid current did not hit their vital points, their internal organs were ruptured. They lay on the ground and could no longer stand up.
The sound of the second wave of crossbows sounded intensively. Since the distance was extremely close this time, several cavalrymen in black covered their necks with arrowheads and fell off their horses unwillingly, rolling into the rain on the roadside.
The following black cavalry rushed to the front of the third platoon leader. With the neighing of war horses, the clash of armor, and the clash of guns and blades, the tight human wall was suddenly rushed to and fro, and the sword and shield soldiers behind immediately jumped up.
Rush forward to fill the gap and prevent the line from being scattered.
Seeing that the gap was about to close, the leader of the black cavalry shouted loudly, and the rainwater with a radius of nearly 100 meters was quickly attracted to the spear. The water flow surrounding the spear rotated rapidly in a spiral, and then moved forward like a cannonball.
The impact caused surging water waves and violent sonic booms, and the camp formation was split open as if by a big axe, revealing a wide gap.
In this way, the fragile crossbowmen and protected core personnel behind were exposed to this group of fierce black cavalry.
Is it too late? In just the time it took to fire two crossbows, the group of cavalry broke through the line and rushed in front of them.
Looking at the shocking scene in front of him, Lorraine Hill threw away the crossbow in his hand and pulled out the sharp sword from his waist.
She was not someone who would give up easily, and her clear voice came out from the rain curtain at this moment.
"Raise your gun and charge with me!"
The 10 Lancer riders beside them pulled down the masks on their helmets, and followed the heroic young lady. The horses under their hips began to run at full strength, the lances sank slightly, and the cold blue light began to shine on the blades of the spears.
The cavalry in black on the opposite side watched this scene without saying a word, but moved faster. The cavalry on both sides continued to rush away the guards who wanted to close the line, while the twenty or so cavalry in the middle sprinted with all their strength, and the turbid current began.
Surrounded by the lance, the armor on his body also reflected bursts of water light.
The cavalry from both sides collided like a roaring train. From the moment of the confrontation, more than a dozen figures were thrown high from the saddle, and then rolled down and fell.
The queues of both sides crossed each other rapidly, running for nearly a hundred meters before stopping. In the pouring rain, Lorraine Hill's face was pale, and a long wound was cut on his right arm, and blood stained his clothes and robes.
She gasped violently, then took out a potion from her arms and drank it for herself.
The leader of the black cavalry fell in a pool of blood forever, and the outcome of this battle was decided at this moment.
