"Wow!"

I quickly dodged the deadly spear, flung off my elbow and slammed it on the back of his neck, and the latter staggered forward two steps in pain, and when I looked back to fight again, my sword was already pointed at my throat, and his eyes were full of surprise and incomprehension, and then turned into confusion and panic, and the despair of the imminent death.

I have seen too much of this kind of look, and I have long lost the initial pity in my heart, the blade of the sword turned, the sharp sharp blade easily tore through the flesh, and the metal rubbed against the throat bone to make an unpleasant obscure sound, directly penetrating the back of the head, the other party desperately grabbed the sword body as if to prevent the piercing of this cold thing, but unfortunately to no avail, when I stepped on his shoulder and pulled out the long sword, the thick blood held at the end of the capillaries could not stop spurting, instantly covering the painful expression of the deceased and the disgusting wound.

Maybe I was frightened by my skills, and the chasing enemy braked sharply to stop, they look at me, I see that you are not ready to be the first to come up and die, and each other was stuck for a long time as if the picture was frozen, and I took the opportunity to move back two small steps.

The rebel soldier in front of me stuck out his tongue and licked his chapped lips, staring at the chain mail on my body with hot eyes, he guessed that I was a big man, at least I could afford to pay the gold coins for redemption, even if I couldn't knock the bamboo pole, this chain mail was enough to sell for two, so greed overrode fear, controlled the brain to drive the flesh to attack.

Seeing that someone took the lead, the rest naturally mustered up courage, and five people surrounded me, all eager to explore the virtual reality, I held the dagger in my left hand, and the long sword with the flat end in my right hand, slowly stepping around in a circle, nervously paying attention to the movements in all directions.

The bull used to teach me the essentials of two-handed combat, two weapons to make up for the short and the long to help the short, so that the opponent could not be guarded, but the core principle is that the enemy must not let the enemy knock out any weapon in his hand.

The rebel soldier with chapped lips moved, the spear was pinched in his hand like a toy, the speed of the thrust was slow but powerful, this guy must have been either a blacksmith or a guy carrying a big bag at the dock before, and there was no skill to speak of in the fight, it was all brute force.

At the same time, the remaining four people also shouted and pounced, and I was dazzled by the five spears, and I panicked after a few blind blocks, barely protecting myself.

"The heroes in the movie who are a thousand are really brutes!"

I gritted my teeth and scolded the unscrupulous director who fooled the public, I wanted to grab two to help block the gun, and a bandit looked at the opportunity, shaking the spear and rushing straight to the wrist like a snake, and I didn't have time to think about it in an instant, so I had to throw away the dagger to protect my hand.

This is completely over, Zhou Botong, who opened the bow left and right, turned into a one-armed hero Yang Guo, and the unforgiving bandits were aggressive, and I passively blocked and dodged, but fortunately, the long sword that cost a lot of money to build was a battle for energy, and there was no tofu scum project in the Middle Ages that took money and did nothing, and the craftsmanship of the castle blacksmith was excellent, repeatedly quenching the blade with steel blue, and split two spears in a few strokes, slightly reducing the pressure in front of him.

Just when I was at a loss, a black shadow suddenly appeared in the oblique stab, running like an adult bear, while shouting:

"Don't hurt the master!"

While holding the three enemies with his arms like iron pincers, the bones rolled together, and the bandits he was holding rolled their eyes with more breath and less breath, and nine times out of ten they were going to braid, and the one under him fell enough, and before he came back to his senses, he slammed his head next to the bear, and fainted, and the latter picked up the small round shield discarded next to him, and smashed his head to pieces with all his strength.

The splash* and dirty blood not only stained the bear's body, but also frightened the three of us who were fighting each other in place, completely forgetting that we were fighting, and the bear painted with blood put aside his shield, squirmed the corners of his mouth and spat out the stained *, and his black face showed only white eyes, looking terrifying like evil spirits from hell, and the only two remaining bandits looked at each other, and without a second of hesitation, they hugged their heads and fled.

When he walked in front of him like a moving hill with a sense of oppression, the little reason I had left was silently put in the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, the scene of the Hanzhong vs. Pang Defei riding to save Cao, and the pinna repeatedly echoed the deafening sentence:

"Rest hurting my lord!"

Turning his attention back to the man who came on the back of the tiger, he grabbed my arm and exerted his strength, as if he were doing farm work and carrying a straw bale, he easily sandwiched my eight-foot man under his armpit, and strode back like the wind, regardless of whether the Duke who had been reduced to a straw bale wanted to do it or not.

The feeling of hitchhiking is really not good, I have never been motion sickness at the moment when my feet are next to the ground, I vomit that is a mess, the bear does not know where to find the water bladder, pull off the plug and pull my mouth hard to pour in, the stinky dirty water in the skin bag choked so that the lungs are about to explode, and it flows out disgustingly along the corners of the mouth and nostrils, and I am at the mercy of others and I think desperately:

This time the face was lost to the Pacific Ocean, and the chastity that had been maintained for many years was folded in the hands of an idiot!

The only consolation is that we are finally among our own people.

The bear clumsily helped knock on the back, the fist was so strong that I almost coughed up blood, the former under the pressure of my gaze, carefully removed the hammer and giant palm, the murderous aura just now disappeared in his eyes, replaced by the common woodenness and timidity of the peasants in this era, his lips pursed for a long time before he said:

"Master, are you alright?"

It's okay! Belch...... It is true that I will not be able to die for a while, I blamed the bear who was stronger than myself on his knees, and slowly replied with a sullen breath in his chest:

"Soldier, what's your name?"

"My name is Luca, my honorable lord, from the village of Chekaya......" he briefly introduced himself, his reckless gesture barely a fraction of the tip of my nose.

"Luca, you're a Basel."

A soldier who ran over accidentally kicked my tailbone, and I grinned in pain.

"Shhh...... Are you mountain people so headless and brainless? "I clutched the tip of my cheek, and my ass pouted like a hen laying eggs.

"Water...... It can help you breathe a sigh of relief...... Ancestors, all ...... That's what I do, I ...... Did I hurt you, sir? ”

"Bastard!"

I squeezed the word out between my teeth and wanted to cry without tears: "Luca, go find someone, no, don't touch me, just go find someone." Knights, yes, find two knights. ”

The bear held his arm and tried to get me up first, but his clumsy thick hand was neither light nor heavy, and his bones were about to break!

After a while, two knights squatted down to me under Luca's guidance, and the sharp-eyed one seemed to be from Friesland, and immediately recognized the very indecent pouting ass* as the Duke who could not be found everywhere, and asked with concern:

"My lord, is that you? What's wrong with you? ”

"I, I'm injured, don't make a big fuss about letting the soldiers hear, at this moment it is important to maintain the morale of the army, hurry up and find a safe flat ground for me to lie down."

I can't say that my tail hurts to death, so I can only pretend to be calm and command them to lift myself away, so as not to be injured by my hairy hands and feet again.

Lukka was in charge of opening the way in front of him with a long sword, and I temporarily gave him the right to use a knight's sword, so excited that this mountain boy who had never seen the world burst into tears, among several people, Luca's figure was more burly and terrifying, and it was relatively safe to have him as a pioneer, I lay on a simple stretcher strung with two spears and a shield, and after recovering from the pain a little, I anxiously asked the knight who carried me:

"How's the battle going?"

"The knights have pierced too deeply, so that the surrounding enemies have no way to retreat, and now they are scattered in twos and threes, and I don't know how many casualties we have suffered, but our continuous attacks have been effective, and the core phalanx of the entire front of the rebels has been destroyed, and if we work harder, the victory will definitely belong to Nijmegen!"

He said breathlessly, his shoulders staggering diagonally from the torn chain mail, and he seemed quite excited.

The further back you go, the more Basel mountain people rush past you on both sides, and the children who are still childish are left behind, as if they have entered the golden ideal country of fairy tales, shouting and picking up sharp weapons that have never been seen on the ground, or several people working together to pick up valuable armor on corpses.

This strange but real scene, incompatible with the battle in full swing in the rear, seems indescribably sad and funny, they saw us coming from far and near, hula lala flashed to the side, wide eyes full of cowardice and uneasiness.

"This is war!"

I smiled bitterly in my heart and reminded myself, "No one is immune......"

"Boom ......"

A sudden explosion of thunder sounded in mid-air, waking up the many beings on the battlefield who were fighting selflessly, which seemed to represent the wrath of God, who could not bear to look directly at the people of the same faith who had to fight each other for life and death, so he deliberately lowered the thunderous rage to stop the eyes blinded by the killing.

It's a pity that the noisy battlefield is only stagnant for a short moment, and the threat to life is obviously stronger than God's curse in the underworld, if you put down the sword in your hand and pick up the Bible, it can only be exchanged for the pain of the cold blade piercing into the warm flesh, not accompanied by the force behind the tiger, no reason can be explained, religion is so, faith is so, and so is the country, as close as the Crusades that lasted for more than two hundred years, and as far as the history of the colonizers' gunboat missions since the Age of Discovery, All reveal such a bloody truth.

Awakened by the thunder, it was not only the soldiers in the fierce battle, but also me sitting on the stretcher humming, the dense dark clouds soon obscured the last light in the sky, but let me observe more and more clearly the context of the ever-changing war that was going on.

In the tug-of-war between the enemy and the enemy, the head of the wild boar of the rebels was severely broken, and the fangs on both sides of the nose were broken, and there was no sharp weapon to hurt people.

As the backbone of Basel, resisting the arrogant attacks of the rebels and buying space and time for the later knights' charges, we violently broke the fangs of the end of the crossbow under the cover of these mud legs, and then expanded the victory along the gap created, disconnecting the whole boar's head alive.

The success of the frontal assault also consumed the onslaught of the knights, while exposing the fragile flanks and the weakness of the support, the distance between the Basels and the knights was widened, and the connection between them gradually became lost, and the two sliced pig's heads turned into fangs, encircling the intermittent army in Nijmegen.

"It's not going to go on like this!"

I slammed my fists and shouted, "Our army is like a stone falling into a pile of wheat, and it is in danger of being broken by the enemy. ”

"Pebbles in a wheat pile? So what should we do, or a few of us will kill it again! ”

The knight standing next to me stared nervously at the battlefield, he had no idea how the Duke saw that his situation was critical, and his distracted arm almost tossed me to the ground.

"When you go back, it's just a matter of throwing a few more stones into the wheat, isn't it enough to send you to death?"

I finally lay down again, holding on to the shaft of the spear, and muttered to myself in horror:

"Think about what the ancestors said, the authorities are obsessed with bystanders, and now I'm not just a bystander!" Thinking about this, I calmed down a little and observed the battle situation more carefully.

Hey! What is that?

Rolling up my sleeves and wiping my eyes vigorously, I pointed to a few small clusters of dark shadows in the distance in disbelief and asked the knight next to me, "Do you think those people are strange?" ”

The knight took off the chainmail hat buttoned on his head, blinked his long mud-stained eyelashes, and his scruffy side face had the charm of Jason Statham, a tough guy on the screen:

"Are you talking about them? Belch...... Sneakily wandering on the edge of the battlefield, I'm afraid ...... It's a deserter! ”

"Deserters? I don't think it's like if they were deserters, their level would be too high, and they seemed to be protecting someone......"

A thought flashed through my mind like lightning, and the clever knight and I looked at each other excitedly, and almost in unison shouted, "It's Aduin!" ”

In ancient times, there were no radars or telescopes on the battlefield, and commanders could only control the overall situation through heralds, constantly reporting and observing with their own eyes, and then making timely adjustments to the situation.

The scale of the war is clear at a glance, and a loud shout can reach everyone's ears, and once there is a large melee of several thousand people, the strength of the eyes and voice is dwarfed, and it is impossible to adapt to the scale of the war.

The ancient Chinese invented the building car, using pulleys to send people to a high place to overlook the entire battlefield, as early as the Spring and Autumn Period, there was also a way to board the chariot to be condescending, so it required a strict formation and orderly military discipline of advance and retreat, and the strange geese marching array gossip array emerged in endlessly.

In contrast, Westerners in Greece did not use brackets as deeply before the Roman era, and after the ephemeral glory of Alexander's empire and the peak of the Roman conquest, the Greek phalanx and the Roman legions shone together.

In the dark ages after the barbarian invasion, more barbaric combat methods were followed, emphasizing individual martial courage and strong attacks, and the number of soldiers and the number of high-level warriors became the main criterion for measuring combat effectiveness.

Sometimes it is not excluded that the situation is on the dominant side, showing off the force of the knight to go head-to-head, the temporary adjustment and improvisation are relatively rare, the strict commander will look for high ground, or under the protection of the knight to go deep into the front line to command the battle, although the order he issued at this moment, it is difficult to be killed by the red-eyed subordinates to implement, but a change in a detail can often reverse the decline and affect the development direction of the entire battle situation, Aduin obviously practiced the latter.

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