Chapter 113: Winter Ends
Charge!
Charge!
Or charge!
Payne and the Knights repeated the process as if they were never tireless, the cavalry galloping across the earth like the god of vengeance, like tigers, the flames of anger and vengeance burning in their hearts, and they were not afraid of the enemy's attacks at all, even if the blood spilled through the cracks in the armor and dripped on the ground, it could not affect them at all.
With the swing of the steel spear, there was the sound of a blade entering the body, like the heavy sound of a sack full of wine being punctured, followed by a barbarian who fell to the ground with a wail.
Shocked by this crazy momentum, the original pride and ambition of the barbarians who were at the target of the attack had already been thrown out of the clouds, and even the weapons in their hands began to tremble, and they stood in place one by one, not even daring to take the initiative to attack.
Even if the barbarian's beast-like stupid brain was full of mush, he could understand at this time that their plan had completely failed at this time, it was impossible to attack the empty ferry territory, and whether his own life could be saved was a question.
I lost, how is this possible?
The leader of the barbarians wiped away the blood that flowed from his eyes, and his eyes were blurred, and the black-clad cavalry rushed through his camp like a wind, taking the life of a companion each time, but he could do nothing himself, like pigs waiting to be slaughtered.
This should not be the end, how can these weak human beings overcome us, who have fought against the cruelty of nature since childhood?
We are born warriors, and I don't deserve to die like this!
Payne waved the weapon in his hand again, the originally strong barbarians were like frightened little hens, they should still have the strength to resist, but they lost their courage, but they began to give up the attack, and used all their strength to avoid the cavalry's attack.
But the more this happened, the more flaws were revealed, and soon two more savages fell into the snow with their wounds covered.
At this time, in the snow, there was only one barbarian left who was still standing.
The cavalry regrouped into their ranks, and twenty-two human knights, still in battle, stood like an impassable moat in the path of the barbarian leader.
The leader of the barbarians stood alone, the corpses of his companions lying in the snow beside him, already cold.
"Let's end this battle!"
Payne did not give the order to charge, but instead grabbed the belly of his horse, raised the weapon in his hand, and chose to attack the barbarian leader alone.
A barbarian, already exhausted, could not dodge the fatal blow, and Payne could almost imagine in his mind the image of a spear piercing the enemy's head a few seconds later.
The leader of the barbarians roared with grief and indignation.
Payne silently slapped his horse to meet him, and with the help of the horse's impact, he raised the weapon in his hand to form a top-down angle, and this blow contained all his strength.
The horse spear sent a palpitating arc through the air with the terrible sound of the wind, and the target was the head of the barbarian leader.
He looked forward to the muffled sound of the enemy's skull shattering......
However, the blow missed.
The barbarian leader's massive body suddenly became several times more dexterous, and before Payne's weapon fell, it staggered the fatal blow like a gust of wind, and disappeared without a trace under Payne's weapon.
Payne's blow stabbed him in the air, but the inertia was too strong for him to contain, and the heavy sakes dragged him forward from his horse, leaving his back completely exposed to the enemy's sight, revealing a fatal flaw.
Payne's mind went blank, he didn't expect the barbarian leader to have the strength to dodge his original attack, and he was completely passive at this time.
The companions did not have time to rescue at this time, and the explosive power of the horses was not enough to come to their side before the barbarian leader Fa attacked.
In the afterglow, Payne only saw the barbarian leader smirk and raise the great axe in his hand, and the target was his own neck.
Amid the whistling, only one voice echoed in Payne's head.
"It's over......"
The hot liquid splashed on Payne's face, and for a moment, the strong smell of blood and stench made him uncontrollable and began to gag.
Why, there is no pain?
Payne opened his eyes in a daze, only to see the barbarian leader staggering to his knees in front of him, and from his mouth, a pitch-black blade stabbed out unreasonably.
Only then did Payne notice that a thin figure was crouching on the shoulder of the barbarian leader, and the long knife that killed him was in his hand.
"Individual heroism kills people. The thin figure slowly spoke, "I've been a knight for so many years, and I still don't understand this truth?"
......
The battle beneath the fortress walls was also in its final stages, and the barbarians' suicidal charge could not break through the defense lines of ballistas and muskets, but instead chose to retreat after leaving behind dozens of corpses.
As the barbarian leader had planned, the barbarians attacking the fortress walls were only there to cover and attract firepower to the attacking troops, so when there were a large number of casualties, the troops in charge of the sneak attack still did not break the human defense line from the inside, and they could not hold on.
When Rand realizes that the barbarians are holding back, he asks his soldiers to slow down the rate at which they fire arrows and muskets, in order to confuse the barbarians with the illusion of running low on ammunition and give them a new hope of breaking through the fortress walls.
Only then will the barbarians choose to continue attacking the fortress walls, and Rand will have a chance to snipe them all here.
If they are escaped by these barbarians, then they only need to survive a few days before they can continue to reproduce, and it will not be long before they will make a comeback.
Another reason is that these barbarians occupy the area between the wooden house town and the Arctic Mountains as a territory and activity area, this wasteland is active and wide, and it is the most fertile black soil, and a large number of animal carcasses and dead branches and leaves have formed a humus layer over thousands of years, which is suitable for cultivation as farmland.
But with these robbers, let alone cultivating farmland, it is extremely dangerous to even get out of the wooden house.
Therefore, these barbarians must be completely eradicated without leaving any land.
The sound of gunfire and the vibration of bowstrings resounded over the fortress walls incessantly, and the smoke drifted into the distance with the wind.
I don't know how long it took, but the rest of the fortress stopped.
The soldiers cheered and began to count the number of dead barbarians.
The blood soaked into the earth, moistening every piece of soil, and it must be that this land, the wheat grains that will grow in the coming year, must be very full.
Rand reached out to wipe the snowflakes from his shoulders, but he didn't know when, the snowflakes had already melted.
"The cold winter is over. ”