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The battle continued, and the village chief of Rhodes and his party tried to retreat from the snow bandits, and some of them tried to climb into the carriage and go to surround them, but they were stabbed down by the old man and the boy who were guarding behind the cart with wooden spears and hoes.

There are also some robbers who rely on their shields and wear double protection of chain mail and leather armor, and want to get close to the enemy by stabbing them with their spears.

However, the chain mail on the Snow Bandit is an inferior product, and the iron used in the production is not much of the same quality, because the production of chain mail is relatively easy to produce compared to metal armor such as plate armor, piercing armor, and ring armor, and with enough iron ore and patience, even a crappy blacksmith can create a full-body, or half-sleeveless chain mail.

However, this kind of chain mail is generally not tightly braided, and the cracks between the rings are large, not to mention that the chain mail itself is good for slashing attacks, and piercing attacks and blunt force damage are not very good.

In the cold and damp weather, it needs to be cleaned with fine sand almost every two days, otherwise it will rust, and then the iron ring will be too fragile, and the defense will be further reduced. And maintenance is really a great problem for the unkempt snow bandits.

As a result, all of these robbers who bravely rushed forward in inferior chain mail were knocked to the ground by the village chief of Rhodes with spears one by two, and the rest were also chopped back by Polly wielding a cross sword and dancing into a ball of light.

"Retreat, retreat!!"

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the remaining old mercenaries who were still alive also shrank into a group, using round shields to form a shield formation with each other, and constantly stabbing with spears, so that the robbers could not get close to them, the old mercenaries also slowly retreated into the car formation, and guarded both sides of the gap, and continued to stab with spears, threatening those robbers who tried to rush in.

The village chief of Rhodes and Polly also began to retreat, although the two were not far from the gap in the car formation, only a few steps away, but those snow bandits did not want the two of them to retreat so easily, the rest of the bandits divided their labor, some continued to surround the two, and some strong bandits began to form a formation under the shouts of the big leader, and after combining their shields and rough spears to form a loose shield array, they began to advance towards the gap.

The snow bandits and the old mercenaries began to stab each other in the gap in the car formation, both sides had their own advantages and disadvantages, the bandits' side was loosely formed, and the shield wall was not tight enough, which made the experienced old mercenaries often look for opportunities, and the spear passed through the defense of the enemy's shield wall, and always sounded a scream when it brought out a splash of blood.

But the snow robbers are old bandits, even if their arms are injured, they grit their teeth and hold on, only a few unlucky ghosts were unfortunately stabbed in the throat and head, and they didn't even scream, they fell to their knees with a pop.

And the old mercenaries are not in a good situation at this time, although this kind of small-scale combat is experienced and has a tacit understanding with each other, but in the end, they are old, after charging and retreating, their physical strength is already a little exhausted, all of them have chest heaving and panting, and the arms that grasp the shield and spear are extremely weak.

The remaining few old mercenaries soon fell, all because of physical exhaustion, resulting in a flaw in the shield wall, and the robbers took the opportunity to succeed, the gap was sliding towards the abyss at this time, even if some teenagers and old men rushed over to help fight, but they were not even peasant soldiers They were not the opponents of those old oil robbers at all, and they were stabbed over a few people in three or two strokes, and the rest were also hesitant, hiding behind the car formation, and beating out with spears and hoes without a head or brain.

At this time, the two village chiefs of Rhodes, who were still surrounded outside, were also in danger, and the two were now leaning on the car formation behind their backs, and the villagers behind them were also struggling to raise their spears behind the caravan to help the two fight across the car formation, and those robbers were tightly pressing, and the two did not dare to turn over and climb over the car formation, so they could only continue to stalemate.

While continuing to force back the robbers' attack with his spear, the village chief of Rhodes was anxiously paying attention to the danger of the gap, and when he saw his old men falling one after another, he was immediately anxious, and he wanted to fly over immediately and stab all those turtle sons to death one by one with his spear.

However, distraction in the middle of the battle comes at a cost.

Taking advantage of the distraction of the village chief, one of the robbers slowed down a beat, and one of them scurried over and slashed at the head of the village with an axe.

Blood splattered everywhere, and the broken chain mail hoops were scattered everywhere, and the village chief of Rhodes kicked the robber away with all his might, then swung his spear, and smashed it on the robber's mouth with the shaft of the spear, and a mouthful of broken teeth suddenly burst out in the blood.

"Daddy!!"

Polly was in a hurry, and when one of the robbers opposite her wielded an axe, she turned her sword upside down, and when she used the bandit as a shield to block the attacks of the enemies on the flanks, she smashed the lead weight ball behind her viciously on the bandit's fur-hatted head.

With a "click" and a crisp bone breaking sound, Polly swung her cross sword and slashed at the robber's neck, cutting off his cervical vertebrae.

The opponent is temporarily eliminated, but the bandits still surround the two, Polly's cross sword is broken, and the crisis is still not solved.

At this moment, when Polly relied on her broken sword to block the robber's attack, a fist-sized stone passed by Polly's ear and smashed into the face of a robber who tried to attack her.

Polly looked back and saw that her barbarian-born mother was approaching with a group of stout women, carrying a large basket full of stones for the sling, and they were also throwing stones with hatred and anger at the bandits, causing them to cry and retreat in a panic.

Even the bandit shield wall in the gap was smashed with fist-sized stones, and an overwhelmed inferior wooden shield cracked, causing the robbers behind to fall to the ground with blood on their faces.

"Retreat, retreat!!"

Seeing that the situation was not good, the leader of the snow bandits found that he could not break through this car formation for the time being, and had to order the bandits to retreat.

The robbers, who had been smashed with stones and wounds all over their heads, breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly retreated and left, and when they fled, they dragged back the wounded companions and corpses on the ground - this was not out of solidarity and friendship, but the chain mail and copper coins on the corpses belonged to whoever dragged the corpses away, and there were similar rules for dragging the former.

The robbers retreated, except for the stone-throwing slingers, who were still throwing stones, and the rest of the villagers breathed a sigh of relief, if it weren't for their families and property behind them in such a harsh battle, these weak peasant soldiers would have been defeated long ago.

Despite this, their casualties at this time are also very serious, although they have not yet been counted, but the village chief of Rhodes, who was lying on the car and was bandaged, had already estimated in his heart that counting his old fellows, more than forty people had fallen in this battle.

And the robbers, there are about a dozen of them killed, and the rest of the fallen because of the protection of chain mail and leather armor, in addition to being hit by the vital point, the fallen basically can't die, those fallen robbers are basically lazy, in the retreat just now, there are many lying on the ground motionless guys jumped up, retreating faster than anyone else.

And among the dozen or so robbers, it was still Rhodes and his old buddies who killed more than half of them, and the rest either died in the slings, or were trampled by the herd, and very few died in the hands of ordinary villagers, after all, they did not have any sharp weapons in their hands, all wooden spears and hoes, which could not inflict fatal damage on those robbers wearing chain mail and leather armor.

"Hurry up and carry away the corpses, the wounded and tired hurry back, hurry up and let the reserves come up, get ready!"