"War is a feast of death, and there is no distinction between friend and foe! He devoured soul after soul with his mouth open but never satisfied, 'More, a little more!!' ’”

- Lester Crester, The Rise of the Swan Family

A gust of wind blew, and the rich smell of blood replaced the original fragrance of grass and trees, except for the human fighting each other, the screams from time to time and the random scattering of limb fragments, this battlefield within a radius of 3 miles seemed to have lost all vitality, and bright red was the only color at this time. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Forcefully inserted the lower edge of the shield on his back into the soft soil, and with a "phew" Izev spit out the grass roots that had been chewed into a paste in his mouth, and in the groove of the hunting crossbow made of good jujube wood in his hand, the three-edged arrows of the crossbow shimmered with a charming luster, and one eye slightly adjusted the lower angle through the Wangshan, and Itsef's main gaze was firmly fixed on the banner held high by the representative order, and his heart was like returning to his hometown when he was young, facing the inexhaustible wild beasts all over the mountains......

50 Steps... 40 Steps... At 30 paces, Itsev's pupils suddenly narrowed as the flag representing the shot fell, and almost at the same time, the other 49 Storm Wings around him pressed the trigger in his hand.

The elastic cowhide crossbow string emits a "buzzing" sound, loses the function of projectile, there is no bow and arrow ultra-long range, and the crossbow is made up for the incomparably strong penetration at close range, 50 stubby crossbow arrows with a whistling ultra-high initial velocity parallel to hit a fan, the running aristocratic coalition soldiers immediately fell down, although the person who reacted quickly raised the cowhide shield or wooden shield in his hand, it was only scrapped after resisting a few crossbow arrows, The next bolt that followed easily took the life of the shield's owner in the astonishment.

There was no time to determine the outcome of the battle, Itsev and his companions quickly bent over, wound up, and re-aimed, and the training gave these excellent hunters good coordination, and at the distance of 30 paces, they fired another round of fire before the final contact, and at the same time, the archers who had shot in advance at the top of the hill had already fired more than 5 rounds.

The damage caused by ranged attacks in the Middle Ages is secondary, and the most important thing is that after these rounds of shooting, not only can the enemy's charging formation be disrupted, but also the enemy's morale has been reduced to a certain extent, which is also the original intention of Leo to let the champion swordsman practice the defensive formation.

With the contact of the infantry of the two armies, the archers on the mountain could only helplessly harass the rear of the enemy army with sporadic projectiles, and in the Storm Wings, which could only shoot in a straight line, only a few marksmen of Itsev could be sure of accurate point shooting, and the real test of the champion swordsman came.

At this time, Leo, who was a little later in the champion swordsman camp, was also holding a handful of sweat in his palms, and on the entire battlefield, the current punishment knights and the enemy knights were in a state of stalemate, although they had a great advantage, but they could not fight quickly in the face of the same well-equipped knights, but fortunately, Finn kept in mind the instructions before the battle, and led the knights to slowly pull the battlefield towards the woods where the highland swordsmen were ambushed.

And whether the champion swordsman and the soldiers under the command of the baron in front of him can resist, or withstand the impact of nearly 2,000 enemies for a certain time, has become the winner or loser of this war, at this time, Leo is ready, personally ready to join the battlefield, this battle, victory is a big victory, defeat will erase all traces of him in this plane, Duke of Orlando and those nobles of the northern territory will not give him any chance to make a comeback.

"Ah~ah!" As soon as he made contact, Rhodes roared wildly and his side-by-side companions, and slammed the heavy shield in his hand into the body of the enemy in front of him, allowing the blood to splash, the champion swordsman in the first line did not stop, his whole body shrunk behind the shield as much as possible, and rushed forward desperately with his shoulder, while the swordsman behind took the opportunity to stab the sharp steel long sword into the body of the enemy who lost his center of gravity in the narrow gap.

These also come from the hard training, Rhodes in the battle didn't even have to think about it, the words of the original instructor could come to mind: "In the war, the role of individual martial arts will be weakened to a minimum, just like the ferocious black bear can't resist the cooperative wolves, don't think about becoming a hero, don't be separated from your companions at any time, only the living are eligible to enjoy the joy of victory!" ”

The champion swordsman's violent counter-charge actually pushed the enemy out of the ground for a few meters, leaving a gap in front of the two armies, and now the champion swordsman entered the gap that was rushed out as a whole as if he was seeking to be surrounded, of course, this is what they wanted, there was such a big difference in strength, only by maintaining their own formation, and disrupting the enemy had a chance to win.

"Ha, ha~" The shield was raised and a tomahawk slashed straight down, the long sword in Rod's hand wiped the throat of the tomahawk owner lightly in the most labor-saving way, and breathed in the air with blood foam, Rhodes felt for the first time that the armor on his body that was usually regarded as a treasure was so heavy, and the fight lasted for more than ten minutes, so that Rhodes and the rest of the surviving companions quickly became veterans from recruits, the cruel reality did not give them a chance to start over, only the best at learning and adapting can live.

Extreme tiredness made Rod slightly distracted, and at this moment, a one-handed sword with rust pierced Rode's unprotected face like a poisonous snake in the face, "It's too late! In desperation, Rod could even see the smug smile of the sword owner, "whoosh" a crossbow arrow as on the day of his escape, grazing Rhodes's cheek and shooting into the eye socket of the sneak attacker, such a familiar scene made him turn his head to look at the mountainside in astonishment.

On the mountainside, the Slavic hunter who often taunted him was waving happily at Rhodes, shouting loudly, "The second time, the second time, boy, you owe me twice." He gestured his middle finger to Itsev, laughed and threw away the deformed steel shield, slashed an enemy with his sword in both hands, and summoned up what little strength he had left to fight back into the melee.

"Leo, we can't wait any longer, although our soldiers are tenacious, but the number is too small, my soldiers are almost lost, even your elite swordsmen have fallen nearly 50, and you also see that the rest are almost unable to fight anymore, I beg you again, let your highland swordsmen dispatch!" Looking at the bloody battlefield below, even Lester couldn't bear to repeatedly ask Leo to turn over the last hole cards.

"No, Lester, it's not time yet, you see..." The knight's sword in his hand pointed to the battlefield, Leo said to the baron as calmly and coldly as never before, "The Duke's knights have not been completely led into the closest position to the woods by Fein, and the enemy's infantry is far from exhausted, if Edward joins the battle at this time, I don't deny that we will win the final victory, but it will also make the terrified enemy scatter and flee, this is not what I need, a single rout battle cannot completely defeat our enemy, What I need is a complete victory, a victory that consumes a lot of opposing soldiers! ”

"But they? Leo, those are our soldiers, our people, many of them could have lived and could not have died here! Lester grabbed Leo's shoulders in a bit of a faux and pointed hard at the champion swordsmen and his own soldiers who were still gritting their teeth to support them.

Gently pushing the baron's hand away, Leo looked firmly at the battlefield, "Yes, as their leader, I will never just watch them die in vain!" Turning his head, Leo ordered to the attendants beside him, "Order, all Stormwings belong to put down their crossbows and pick up their one-handed swords, and let them follow in my footsteps!" ”

Leo, who had given the order, smiled heartily and whispered to the baron, "As a lord and a knight, I will not let my soldiers fight alone for me, and now my brother, Baron Lester Crest, I officially give you the right to command the highland swordsmen, and I am going to fight with my soldiers as a warrior, I deeply ask you, do not let the soldiers' sacrifices be wasted......"

With a standard knightly salute beating his chest, Leo solemnly buckled his armor and led Stormwings, who had already put down his crossbow and picked up his sword, and rode his horse to the position where the swordsmen still held! Rush to that meat grinder-like battlefield......