Although the robbers suffered a lot of casualties at the beginning, this group of outlaws did not break up, but only aroused the ferocity in the bloodline, and the attack became more crazy.

The caravan master rode on pack horses, directing behind the caravan escort and armed infantry.

"Quick! Kill him! Damn bandits! ”

The casualties of the bandits were increasing, with more than a dozen dead and wounded, but the advantage of the caravan on the side of the formation had been almost weakened, because many of the bandits bypassed the front of the formation and attacked the back.

As a result, many soldiers had to abandon the enemy in front of them and defend their backs, and the result was often that they were killed by the enemy on the other side.

The formation had been broken up, and the armed infantry and caravan guards were caught in a scuffle with the bandits, and the caravan leader had already been killed when the bandits made a detour to the rear of the formation.

Obviously, some of the robbers seem to be no opponents, after all, most of the opponents have a leather armor, and even if they don't have armor, they have some combat experience.

Don't underestimate the caravan guards, most of the caravan guards are veterans from the battlefield, and the lords often disband the wartime temporarily conscripted troops in order to restore production, but there are always some veterans who are used to seeing blood who are unwilling to return to the fields and become mercenaries or caravan guards, of course, in addition to veterans, there are bandits and bandits and hooligans.

However, on the whole, the combat effectiveness of the caravan escort is quite strong, and the armed infantry is not to mention, at least the infantry with a leather armor is mostly the active troops of the lord, and a small part is formed by some wealthy people with their own money, not to mention the combat effectiveness, let's say that the equipment is much better than the robbers.

William followed in the footsteps of Norwen and walked at the back of the line, but by this time the robbers and the caravan had already scattered and scuffled, so there was no front and back, only a battle.

William carried a short sword and followed Norwen to observe around, although it was not flesh and blood, but it was the first time he had seen the battlefield of blood, and he looked very curious.

"Keep up with William, don't get lost! It's dangerous here! Norwin looked back again.

At that moment, something happened, and a long sword was slashing at Norwen's neck.

William's expression twisted, his eyes widened as he stared at the scene in front of him, his lips trembling and unable to speak, and the sharp sword swung towards Norwen's most fragile neck, which was not protected by leather armor.

He seemed to see the scene behind him, where Norwen had his neck cut off by a long sword, blood splattered, and he didn't look blind......

"Zheng!" A crash sounded, what William imagined did not happen, Norwen was short, dodged the killer blow, his body turned, and then the long sword in his inertial hand swung backwards, blocking the enemy's sword to the side, and then slashed at the opponent's neck with both hands as fast as possible.

"Zheng!" There was another metal impact, and the enemy's strength was not weak, and he took the long sword and dodged this deadly attack in an extremely embarrassing way.

Norwen's sword slid across his sword and slashed along his sword against his leather armor, not particularly powerful, and knowledge suffered some minor injuries under the protection of the leather armor.

The caravan guard took two steps back, his face changed, it was obvious that the strength of the opponent was something he had not imagined, and it was completely beyond his expectations.

Gripping the hilt of the sword, there was a battle-specific T-step under his feet, the round shield in his left hand protected the upper body, and the caravan guards stared intently at the enemy in front of them, waiting for the battle.

The same is true for Norwen, whose combat skills are the same as those of a caravan guard.

"Drink" Norwen roared, his body pressed down, and the long sword swung forward, slashing diagonally towards the caravan guard, if he couldn't stop this, then his fate would only be split in half.

With a "click", the caravan guard narrowly dodged the blow, the round shield on his left arm saved his life, and Norwen's long sword was bounced off by the round shield.

However, Norwen didn't just let him go, and with a kick on his stomach, the caravan guard blushed, and hurriedly took a few steps back, covering his abdomen with his left hand, obviously trying to restrain the pain.

Norwen took advantage of the victory to pursue, and kept up with him, the long sword was swung down again and again, and at first the caravan guards were still able to resist, but as Norwen took out the sword faster and faster, gradually he was also difficult to resist, and his body had been struck by Norwen several times, but his experience played a big role, and he was not fatally injured.

The caravan guards were desperate, how could this robber be so strong? This reminded him of the knight lord under the former lord, and the feeling of fear came back to his heart, he felt completely unable to defeat the damned robber in front of him, and the one-handed sword in his hand flickered, and he ran backwards, he did not intend to lose his life here.

"Coward!" Norwen scolded, let go of his footsteps and chased after him, originally William saw that Norwen was easy to deal with, and he still planned to watch the play on the sidelines, but he didn't expect Norwen to forget about himself and go after the enemy who was leaving.

This made him suddenly lose his soul, he was a rookie on this battlefield is very dangerous, he saw the bravery of the caravan guards and armed infantry before, if he let this half-hung man fight them, it would not be to send him to death.

William was scared, and the girl chased after Nowen's figure, and kept shouting: "Nowen! Come back, Nowen! But the roars of the people on the battlefield who were killing, the clashing of swords, and the screams before death were full, and William's voice was completely muffled.

The call was fruitless, and William could only chase after Norvein, dodging the enemy.

Suddenly, a long sword appeared in front of William's eyes, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he took a breath, as if his heart was about to jump out of his chest.

Bent down in embarrassment, the long sword brushed his scalp, and William was shocked into a cold sweat, if it wasn't for his quick reaction, I am afraid that he would have died here today.

William hurriedly looked in the direction of the long sword, and saw a caravan guard, holding a long sword, although he was not wearing armor, but the round shield in his left hand was enough to provide regular defense, he bent down, T-shaped steps under his feet, and was looking at himself with fierce eyes.

The caravan guard's eyes were full of cruelty, as if a wild wolf was watching his prey.

William was shocked by him, the rookie was inevitably frightened when he first went to the battlefield, looking in the direction of Nowen, he had already chased the caravan guard and drifted away, at least it was impossible to support him at the first time.

The caravan guard was armed with a long sword, and he did not keep a T-step, but strode towards William, who had obviously seen that William was a rookie.

William clenched the short sword in his hand, it was his only lethal equipment and his only hope of survival.

William used to always scoff at murderous things and the like, he thought that they were all human, so what kind of momentum could have a huge impact on others. But now he can't believe it, although the caravan guard in front of him is not particularly strong, but the momentum on his body and the sharpness revealed in his eyes all make him tremble.

"Drink!" With a loud roar, William was frightened, and even his hands trembled a little, and he couldn't help complaining in his heart: "Norwen, why did you say you just threw me down like this......"

But complaining is complaining, no matter how much you complain about Nuowen, you can't hear it, and now surviving and saving your life is the most important thing.

Seeing William so unbearable, the caravan guard laughed, leaked out a mouth full of big yellow teeth, and with a wave of his long sword, he came straight to William's left arm.

William hurriedly used the short sword to block, but fortunately the speed of the long sword was not fast, otherwise William, who had not practiced swordsmanship, would not be able to block it.

Obviously, the caravan guard saw that William was not a threat and had the intention of playing, which William also saw.

"Damn, dare to look down on Lao Tzu, and when Lao Tzu is developed, he will definitely kill you." William cursed in his heart.

The caravan guards slashed at William one sword after another, but the speed was not fast, so although he was a little embarrassed, he took it without danger.

But slowly, the caravan guards seemed to react, the battlefield was full of dangers, and the light enemy would be killed at any time, realizing that his actions were very dangerous, he no longer kept his hand, a sword was faster than a sword, and the strength of a sword was greater than a sword.

William's parry became more and more difficult, only to feel that the power from the short sword was very huge, which shocked his palms numb, and his grip on the sword was not as tight as before.

"Zheng!" A loud collision sounded, and William once again parried the guard's attack, counting, he had already blocked the opponent's nearly ten swords, and he was already about to reach the limit.

"Whew," William gasped.

"Bang!" With a muffled sound, William retreated again and again, like a boiled prawn, threw down the short sword, and tightly covered his abdomen, he only felt the pain in his abdomen as if he had been inserted into a knife, it was the caravan guard who took advantage of him to parry the sword blow, did not react, and kicked him in the abdomen.

The caravan guard let out a hideous smile and walked up to William's side, the long sword in his hand raised, and as soon as he swung it, William would be killed immediately.

William also knew that the enemy's sword might have been cut off, and he wanted to stand up and resist, but the pain in his abdomen made him unable to move, so he would wait for death......

William was ready to use his sword, but the enemy's sword had not been cut for a long time, which made him very puzzled.

By this time, the pain in his abdomen had eased, and William looked up to see that it was two robbers and the caravan guards who were entangled.

One of them, dressed in leather armor and armed with a round shield and a one-handed sword, was none other than William's gang of bandits, Nice.

William endured the pain and picked up the short sword that fell to the ground, after all, this is still on the battlefield, and it is better to have a weapon to defend himself than nothing.

The pain in his abdomen had eased considerably, and William straightened up and walked towards the battle circle, the caravan guard had not been killed under the siege of the two robbers, but was only at a disadvantage.

When the caravan guard saw that William was coming to support, he panicked, licked his lips, and looked around, he could still save his life under the siege of two people, but the three people were different, it was certain death.

The caravan guards are experienced and know how to deal with being besieged, so they can kill one first, and they can't let people complete the siege, and the weakest of the three is undoubtedly the rookie, that is, William.