"My lord, the enemy is so arrogant, a few days ago they secretly carried out attacks at night, and now they dare to come out in broad daylight, are you so sure that they will definitely appear?" Kohler was lying on his stomach not far from me, his face still smeared with two crossed soots, even if he was so close, it was really difficult to spot him without looking closely, and he couldn't find the source by following the sound.

"Don't worry, if I wasn't completely sure, I wouldn't have set up a task overnight yesterday."

I used a small stick to pick aside the caterpillar that was crawling closer and closer to me, and said confidently: "With my years of research on criminal psychology, the other party's intentions are like a child who is addicted to stealing candy. ”

"Here they are, my lord." Khloe abruptly interrupted my rambling boast and slowly lowered himself to become one with the dense woods around him.

It was a small, lean enemy outpost, and with a light leap of light climbing on the branches, he stood at the top of a straight pine tree, his hands on the pergola and carefully observing the wind and grass around him, the soft and comfortable breeze caressing his angular outline, and playfully fiddling with the hair tied into a ponytail at the back of his head.

Suddenly, he turned his head and narrowed his eyes, his gaze deep as he roamed back and forth in the bushes where we were hiding, perhaps his instinct to be in the company of the forest all year round.

"Can't see me, can't see me, can't see ......"

I buried my face in the thick fallen leaves on the ground, my heart was beating like a drum, the hairs on my back stood on end, and the cold sweat soaked through my underwear.

Time probably stood still, and I don't know how long it took, I woke up from a half-dream, the man in the pine tree was gone, replaced by the enemy on the opposite hillside, like small mushrooms emerging from the forest after the rain, suddenly squeezing out a large number of people, most of them holding simple weapons and wearing tattered armor, very mixed and matching style, absolutely in line with the fashion requirements of the promising profession of bandits.

What I didn't know was that Louis the robber was also walking among his men at the moment, but he was cunning enough to take another route down the mountain, bypassing the conspicuous large army, leading a small detachment of his cronies, and inserting himself behind the grain convoy that had already detected the location, and blocking their last retreat for escape.

"Boss, what a brilliant idea, those pampered knight lords must think that we are like slippery loaches, haha!" A small minion followed Louis and complimented him vigorously.

"Bastard, how dare you compare me to a loach!"

Louis looked at his unsuccessful subordinates, rolled his eyes angrily, and kicked his ass fiercely: "Of course their group of straw bales didn't think that a few days ago, they always attacked at night, so that the nobles and lords became frightened birds, yesterday must have strengthened the patrol at night, by this time the open and dark sentinels are estimated to have all withdrawn to the camp to rest, we did the opposite, appeared in the weak link where they relaxed their vigilance, and ruthlessly fought hard, with this harvest, you can plan a counterattack after you go back, God bless!" ”

"You're a genius!" The minions carefully organized their own language, and it took a long time to come up with such a crepe of praise, which I heard from the Bible preached by the pastor when I was a child.

"Shut up, stupid! One more word, and I'll pull your tongue out and chop it up and feed it to the dogs, I promise God! ”

The robber Louis yelled at the little minion: "This position is almost over, let's ambush down and watch from afar, if the situation is not good, be ready to flee at any time, often walk by the river, how can you not get your shoes wet, you must be aware that everything can happen, and prepare for the worst." ”

After speaking, Louie stopped against a big tree, waved his hand and motioned for everyone to find their own hidden places to hide, but he didn't see it, and a shrewd expression flashed on the face of the little minion who had just spoken to him, and disappeared in a flattering smile.

The bull was leaning on the wheels, boredly counting the ants crawling at his feet, yawning at the dirt that stuck to the corners of his eyes, and looking up from time to time to observe the wind and grass in the woods.

Some of the soldiers under his command were dutifully dutiful, busy tying up the tarpaulins used to cover the grain, and some simply threw away their weapons and slept under the carriage, no one knew why, got up early but did not continue to advance, anyway, they did not have to work, so they naturally did not bother to ask the reason.

Suddenly, the crisp click of something breaking a tree branch was heard in the muffled chirping of the birds and beasts of the forest, and the bull reflexively jumped up, waiting for the enemy that should have appeared in his imagination a long time ago.

The soldiers looked at each other's exaggerated reactions, and the rapidly changing rich facial expressions, and didn't understand why their adults were as excited as beating chicken blood, of course they didn't hear it, the sound of breaking branches that represented the enemy attack also directly determined everyone's life and death, and the soldiers who subconsciously picked up their weapons had a greater chance of surviving than their comrades who died in confusion.

"It's coming!"

The bull awakened the bloodthirsty soul in his body with a low voice that only he could hear, and then bent down to pick up the shield leaning on the side, and found a dead spot where the bow and arrow could be shot, and crouched down, although he was eager to fight, but not reckless.

"Just God, let me see the true strength of Louis the robber, so that I can be sure that a new honor will be added to the banner of Hrusbeck, and not the shame of victory."

As if answering him, with the breeze of carefully combing the fallen leaves, countless small black dots, suddenly fell from the sky with a sharp whistling dazzle, many soldiers who were idle and bored basking in the sun, their pupils dilated and their expressions were frightened and nailed to death, and red and black blood slowly flowed out along the wound.

"We've been attacked, my lord!" The soldier, still wounded on his shoulder, staggered to the bull, and fell to the ground with garlic under his feet, making him embarrassed.

"I know! This had long been expected by the Earl, we were the bait, and now the big fish has taken the bait. ”

"My ......"

Before the wounded soldier could speak, an arrow pierced through his fragile neck, bringing out a cloud of flesh and muscle tissue that could not be seen to be, spraying the bull's face like a broken water pipe.

But the bull did not move, he turned into an angular statue of ancient Rome, bathed in a rain of arrows, the enemy soon stopped shooting, and the robbers, dragging all kinds of weapons, ran out of the woods on both sides with a strange scream, startled the soldiers, who were already on the verge of collapse, scurrying around with their heads in their hands, looking in vain for a place to hide, and when they saw the prey that was about to be slaughtered like lambs, the robbers all grinned, it was a doomed slaughter.

But their wishful thinking was wrong, and the robbers who scrambled for the spoils of war stepped into the air, and the world was turned upside down before his eyes, falling into a trap full of sharp stumps, and then the next unlucky one.

The stump was red with blood, and they enjoyed a sumptuous feast of human flesh until the pillow corpses filled the trenches, and the mortally wounded and dying survivors twisted into strange shapes, rolling in a sea of corpses and moaning in a sea of blood.

"Kill!"

The bull's back was bent into a beast ready to attack, and with a wild roar from the depths of his throat, he leaped over the trench and smashed his tomahawk into the still stunned robbers, and in a moment set off a bloody rain, and the enemy's terrible screams were incessant, and the whole formation collapsed half inward.

"The two sides are on fire!"

Kohler reminded me not far away: "Can you send some people down to help first, and kill them by surprise?" ”

"No, hold on!"

I forgot for a moment that I was hiding in the grass, and with a wave of my hand I vetoed: "Your nightingale has not yet given a signal, Louis may be hiding in the shadows to observe the situation on the battlefield, like you and me, this is a contest of patience between foxes and hunters, and those who cannot hold their breath will surely lose." ”

Kohler retracted, blending himself into the green backdrop, like a slow-moving chameleon, lurking in any environment.

The bull's courage to move forward was gradually exhausted by the increasing number of enemies, and he had to give up continuing to charge, and instead stood in place to expand the results and attract the attention of more enemies, so that he could get a stable enough entry point before his own people reacted and entered the battle.

Every robber who is slightly ahead of the front is not a combination of enemies of the bull, and a simple slashing and dashing move will cut a shocking hole in the opponent's chest, and the rotten organs and broken bones will be mixed together, and rot will become a favorite meal for flies under the scorching sun.

"The man was like a mad bull, running like a meat grinder, and many of our brethren died at his hands."

The little minion pointed to the very conspicuous bull in the battle formation and shouted at Louis: "We are about to lose it, the enemy does not seem to be as chaotic as just now, and gradually stabilized its position and began to organize a counterattack!" ”

Louis watched through the layers of tree canopies as the bull cleanly cut off the head of the robber who was kneeling on the ground praying in vain for survival, as if he was enjoying a killing show that had nothing to do with him, and his facial expression was calm and unpredictable: "They are prepared, we have been tricked, quickly withdraw!" ”

Louie's subordinates were all descendants of one in a hundred, and without saying a word, he protected his master and fled, and the little minion turned around and glanced at the battlefield where the situation had been decided, took out a delicate crossbow from his arms, installed a specially made arrow, and after observing left and right to make sure it was safe, he pulled the trigger to the sky......

(End of chapter)