The shouts of killing on the battlefield had faded away, and all that was left was wheezing and groans of pain. In the age of cold weapons, the war was always brutal, and the blood and wounds caused by the sword were far more intuitive than the guns, but because there was no lethality of thermal weapons, the people who died on the spot in such battles were usually a minority, and most of them were in a state of "wounded" - but in this era, the mortality rate of war was often high, and the main reason was the "wound infection" caused by the inability of those magicians to take care of it.

It's not the first time that Lando has experienced such a war scene, but the smell is still disgusting... His fingers trembled slightly, trying to calm his breathing, but he couldn't control his gaze at Nata not far away.

Although he didn't want to admit it in his heart, the truth made him realize... His progress in the past six months is not comparable at all in front of the other party.

Because he had confirmed that the arrow that hit the knight of Bucero was from Nata.

This feeling was extremely embarrassing for Lando, and if it weren't for the victory in front of him to dissipate the loss in his heart, I am afraid that he would not be in the mood to continue standing here now. However, after experiencing a test of life and death, Lando finally looked more open than before, he breathed a sigh of relief, the original idea of wanting to "compete" with Roddy in his heart finally slowly dissipated because of the gap in front of him that he couldn't catch up - even Nata has become a target he needs to look up to, what is Roddy's strength now?

The charge of reinforcements boosted the morale of the soldiers, and the Wellington knights, who had regained the initiative, rushed back and forth three times with great vigour... This "Ghost Knight" is not without temper, he has been crisscrossing the territory of Ivota for so many years, and this is the first time that he has been forced by the enemy to choose to break through... And knowing that the ultimate goal of these guys is to deal with Duke Angmar, he will not show any politeness or mercy to the enemy in front of him.

The enemies who raised their shields and tried to resist were all split in half by the long swords wrapped in battle energy, and when they dealt with the enemies in front of them, the Wellington knights did not stop, but like the cavalry led by Sodrore, they continued to move forward without stopping, and went directly to the caravan camp to support.

The mobility of the cavalry is evident here, compared to the likes of Lando and Nata, who can only pick up the enemies who are still resisting or fleeing.

After intervening in the melee battle, Nata's oversized longbow was carried behind her, and she held two daggers as the infantry rushed into the scattered enemy formations, her black and red leather armor wandering like a ghost in the scattered enemy formations - her beautiful face was never expressionless, whether the enemy screamed or cried for mercy, only her understated stab.

Her dagger was as fast as a phantom, crushing the infantry, who were armoured but unable to move, with sheer agility.

In front of the heavily armed infantry, Nata's petite body looked extremely uncoordinated, but she was like a cold scythe, slowly but surely harvesting all the enemies in front of her.

The black and red leather armor gradually became a banner on the battlefield, bringing the remaining soldiers together - in just two minutes, the enemy who was still stubbornly resisting was completely unable to withstand the pressure, and there was a mass rout...

At this point, Nata, who was at the front of the line, finally stopped—she flicked the blood beads from her daggers and spun them into her leather sheath. The soldiers beside her couldn't help cheering, but Nata didn't have the desire to stay here to celebrate together, she gently shook her arms that were a little numb from the battle, but silently withdrew from the cheering crowd.

Nata's personality has always been like this, she doesn't like people to share the so-called joy or excitement together, her face is cold, her heart is calm, and the more wars she has experienced, she has lost the messy emotions at the beginning.

But just as she was leaving the hustle and bustle, a strange feeling suddenly stopped her.

Nata's eyes narrowed slightly, and her gaze swept imperceptibly across the forest in front of her - after several battles, she had improved not only in strength, but also in a keen sense that she had never had before, and just now, she suddenly had a strange appearance of being watched.

On the huge battlefield, there are not many people who look at Nata, including fleeing enemies and cheering allies, but none of them will bring Nata such an inexplicable sense of crisis.

However, after a careful inspection of her eyes, she never experienced a similar feeling again.

Is it just your own delusion?

Just as he was in doubt, Lando's voice came to his ears: "Nata, thank you for being in time. ”

She turned her head, and Lando, who was a little embarrassed in her vision, was looking at her with a complicated gaze - but nothing else could affect Nata's state of mind, and whether Lando was stronger or weaker than herself, it didn't really make a difference to Nata. So for his words, Nata just habitually showed a puzzled expression, waiting for Lando's words later.

This expression was no different from Lando's impression of Nata, and he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart - she hadn't changed much after all.

"We had just gone through a battle before we met this group of enemies, and if it weren't for you... I mean... Actually, I just want to thank you. ”

Lando wanted to talk about the process, but then he realized that he didn't need to talk about it with Nata. After seeing Nata's current strength, he had completely thought about it: the psychological burden of embarrassment or depression in his heart actually came from his obsession that he couldn't let go. And the thanks at this time are quite a bit of a sense of letting go of the knot.

Nata didn't understand the change in his heart, and said that women have complicated thoughts, and Nata is actually simpler and simpler than most men's thoughts, she thought about it, and replied businessmanlikely: "According to the plan, the team should have arrived here early, but because of the problem of crossing the river crossing, we were late." ”

"So, Captain Roddy wants me to say sorry to you, of course... Sooner or later, he will talk to you personally. ”

Looking at Nata, who said these words with a blank face, Lando still sighed in his heart that Nata was different from before after all: for her kind, she had begun to use "you" to address her kind, although this does not mean estrangement, but it proves a fact... She has unconsciously developed a sense of belonging to Roddy's team.

After saying this, the two had no topic to continue talking about as before. Lando sighed, smiling reluctantly, he wanted to ask Nata when he would go back to the village to see, but then he also understood that there was no answer to this question, but Nata rarely took the initiative to speak: "I will bring a group of soldiers to stay here to keep an eye on it, and you will take everyone else to support the camp immediately." ”

It must have been Roddy's order, and Lando knew that he had no room to refuse, so he nodded without hesitation, and then turned to leave.

At the same moment, Roddy's cavalry had already charged to the caravan's camp.

His mood at this time was full of remorse, and he wished that he could make the speed of the war horse twice as fast as he could fight these damn enemies!

Luo Di knows very well that he has always been able to constantly "defeat the strong with the weak" and even create "miracles" in the eyes of others, relying on the most is not just strength or equipment, but the "knowledge" in his mind that ordinary people cannot compare with at all.

He knows the world better than the vast majority of people on this continent, and even knows where it will go in the future, so he can always anticipate the enemy's opportunity and plan ahead of time.

However, in this operation, the originally careful plan had a mistake that was not expected at all: in order to reach the intended location, the team had to cross the river in Parlling, but when he led the team to the planned "crossing point", he found that there was no such ferry as he remembered!

Actually, Roddy's memory is not wrong, but what is wrong is "time" - the port he planned to cross the river was created after the cold snap of the winter of 589 froze the entire river, and in April of 589, there was nothing at all!

The key to the implementation of this plan is to grasp the timing, but Roddy because of a small mistake, directly caused the whole team to not cross the river bank on time, and had to spend time to find a more suitable crossing point...

If it weren't for his haste to ask Nokia to find a shallow area in the river that could barely be crossed, I am afraid that they would not have been able to get here in time until Wellington's troops were overtaken!

However, the team that rushed here with all their strength was one step slower after all, and the camp of the Chamber of Commerce was besieged by the enemy, and the main force had no choice but to break through... In Luo Di's eyes, such a result only means that his team will suffer a large number of casualties!

So he was extremely angry at this time, and he was not calm at all in the face of the enemy in front of him, and he just wanted to find a target to vent his inner anger.

And behind the wagons in the camp, Henry and the others fought and retreated, trying to resist the siege of the enemy with their weak advantage in strength and equipment, but they were obviously unable to deal with the enemy who was several times their own, and the remaining dozen or so people had retreated back to the center of the camp. Buffon's left arm was cut open, the scimitar tied to his right hand with a strip of cloth had already collapsed, and Henry was even more out of strength, and he could only hold the shield to block the damage of his comrades behind him, but for this reason, he had been stabbed several holes by the sword, and the blood was left along the armor, making his face even paler...

"Watch the left!"

The fat man felt that he was about to lose his hand, but he still tried his best to remind Buffon and the others of the direction of defense - they were not afraid of the attack of different soldiers, but they were most worried that the heavily armored knight with a spear would charge here. However, as soon as Henry finished shouting these words, he noticed that the knight suddenly turned his horse's head, and he was actually in a posture ready to flee!

"What's going on?"

Their vision was obscured by the enemies and carriages around them, and they had no idea what was going on outside, but then the deafening sound of horses' hooves instantly shook their spirits.

Sodrore's team burst into the enemy line from behind the enemy and charged straight into the camp!

The panicked Bal knights stayed here just to suppress the formation, but they never thought that a cavalry force of more than forty people would suddenly rush towards him! Where did he and the dozen or so cavalrymen who stayed here think that there would be such a situation? The signal was that there was no time to form a defensive formation to resist, so the final result could only be to immediately choose to turn around and flee.

He frantically kicked the horse's belly, trying to make the horse speed away from the battlefield, listening to the sound behind him getting quieter and quieter, he mustered up the courage to turn his head to look: the cavalry in his field of vision who was charging the infantry was extremely fierce, completely pushing his men over in a crushing posture, but one of them suddenly broke away from the team and put on a posture of chasing him alone!

The other party was wearing a leather armor and carrying a peculiarly shaped short bow on his back, but there were no arrows in the quiver, so there was obviously no threat... Baal sneered at the dangling axe in his hand - heavy weapons also need strength to wield, where did this skinny and dry guy use his two-handed tomahawk?

He continued to gallop wildly, and after running a hundred meters, Barr realized that he would definitely be caught up by the other party in heavy armor, so he immediately decided to circle around and turn around to meet him, thinking that he would quickly get rid of this guy and then continue to flee into the distance.

He has absolute confidence in his own strength, of course, this "self-confidence" comes more from the heavy armor that Viscount Juan tailored for him, in the battle just now, countless arrows and soldiers' attacks can't even "break the defense", so at this time he doesn't believe that a little-known cavalry can do anything to himself...

So he began a face-to-face charge at Roddy.

The gaze behind the heavy helmet was firmly fixed on the opponent's neck, and Baal even thought about how to behead it with a sword, but when the two sides approached ten meters, he suddenly found that the opponent's body bloomed with a faint red light.

Roddy gritted his teeth and activated the [Tortoise Shield] and [Great Strike] shared from Nokia at the same time!

The pain from the head was habitual, and with the sharp pain of electric shock, a force was quickly transmitted to the right arm holding the tomahawk, causing Roddy's arm to thicken in an instant.

The surface of the leather armor instantly took on a rock-like gray-brown color due to the special effect of the [Tortoiseshell Shield]...

The Bal Knight's face changed, but at this time, he didn't have time to change his moves, so he could only desperately apply the "battle qi" to the long sword, and made an attack while trying to dodge with his body...

When the narrow road meets, the brave wins. Balar, who thought he was brave, suddenly had a trace of fear because of Roddy's mutation, and his momentum suddenly fell into disadvantage - and Roddy's eyes were like torches, completely ignoring the opponent's long sword, and the battle axe suddenly drew an arc and slashed out!

Riding as well as swordsmanship, Roddy was never good at fighting on horseback, he didn't have the skill and strength of his body, or even the sturdy plate armor to be a source of confidence.

But what he has... It's skills.

The battle axe with red light slashed through, and the [Great Strike] is not just a simple increase in damage, but a powerful force explodes at the moment when the axe blade touches the enemy, directly acting on the opponent's body to achieve the "knockback" effect!

"Click!"

Baal's sword slammed into Roddy's chest, but it was firmly blocked by the leather armor protected by the Tortoiseshell Shield.

"Boom-"

The "Blood Drinker" waved flat, and the bursting air wave took the lead in impacting and deforming the solid plate armor, and the raised armor instantly collapsed... The axe touched the armor and continued with Baal's body.

His strong body was knocked backwards by the tomahawk, and his whole body showed extremely strange angles because of the huge inertia.

By the time Roddy's axe swing was complete, Baal's body was already twisting, spinning, and breaking apart in the middle...

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