Just like Chang Shenkai back then, the 'war' between the Roman Kingdom and its neighbors for many years, well, this is not a war, at least according to the actual actions of both sides, the enemy country has not invaded in a full-scale way, and has not worn standard armor...... In fact, up to the Romanese royal family, down to the big and small lords everywhere, they all attacked this group of marauders in the name of 'cutting bandits'. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

They regard the soldiers who invade on a small scale from hostile countries as 'riots', 'bandits' and so on. This is the official language, and Li Lin, as a nobleman, should abide by it.

In this season of winter quietly approaching, the mud-legged people at the bottom just heard that there has been some insecurity around Loren City recently, and there are many bandits and rioters rushing here, reflecting the reality, there are more beggars in Loren City.

In fact, when Li Lin succeeded as the baron of the Roman Kingdom, the first thing he did was to participate in the killing of this group of 'rebellious people'. The nobles around Loren City agreed on this point, and even Lawrence, the big fat man, did not mention the 'benefits' that Li Lin had originally said.

Li Lin knew very well that the 'important matter' of suppressing bandits was a letter of surrender that he submitted to all the nobles around him. Therefore, he has always been very enthusiastic and positive about this matter.

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The night was quiet, the rain in the sky had just stopped, and there was even a little rain smaller than silver threads falling, and in a clearing in the hollow, only the bonfire was burning weakly, and many people were lazily leaning against the big rough stones and falling asleep. Of course, there are also people who whisper, "Why hasn't the person who carried the water come back yet?" ”

This sentence was immediately echoed by everyone, who were all waiting to boil some hot water to drink, burn their feet and sleep beautifully, which was a rare enjoyment for those who went deep into the hinterland of the enemy country to create chaos and walk on the border line of death every day.

It was a somewhat out-of-gauge team, led by a tall heavy swordsman in iron armor with a pale yellow beard, chain mail, and a black cape.

At this time, the leader was already leaning against a huge stone, holding a half-human-high giant sword and snoring, and he was accompanied by five attendants, who usually maintained weapons and armor for their loyal masters, and had to follow and fight on the battlefield.

This is one of the oldest ways in the Otherworld, and even to this day, the dominant way of the knightly lineage.

There is no doubt that the man with 5 entourages is a knight-level powerhouse.

The night was quiet. At this time, it has been 72 days since they left their homeland, and their team has been burning and plundering everywhere in the hinterland of the Roman Kingdom for a long time.

With the initial smooth sailing, now, even the most careless person in the team has noticed that the wind is wrong. The action is getting more and more difficult these days, and it is clear that the nobles of the Roman Kingdom have begun to fight back, and there has been no news of several nearby teams these days.

The leader of a noble family is planning to take his group out of the limelight, change places for real plunder, and then return to the kingdom with a lot of glory and merit.

The bonfire is fading, and one person is going to fill in some dry firewood, but the weather is too cold!

However, just as he got up, suddenly his expression moved slightly, for he clearly saw that the pebbles beside the campfire were trembling slightly, and he looked up, only to see that not far from them, a large group of men and horses in black robes were hurrying towards this side.

On the back of the bumpy horse, these people were lifting something, and the sharp cold light was so chilling in the dark night.

'Snort, snort, snort! ’

[It's a crossbow!] He thought to himself, and then he was plunged into the darkness, and a sharp arrow happened to be stuck in his throat.

'Smack! ’

A broken feathered arrow fell at his feet, and the leader, who had already woken up, was frightened and agitated, and he shouted loudly with his heavy sword.

"Damn! He was the private soldier of the nobles of Loren City!! Get up for me, fight, fight! He was the first to discover the situation and immediately shouted loudly.

Almost instantly, the originally quiet and humble camp immediately boiled, and then the shouts of killing followed.

Landa slowly drew the crosssword at his waist and swung it at his foe as he galloped his horse.

She used a strange long sword that was different from the mainstream cross sword in this world, the whole sword looked a little thin, but no matter how thin the blade was, as long as it was sharp enough, it was easy to cut the weak skin on the neck, and then the blade was still weak, and it cut the trachea, larynx, carotid artery, blood vessels and nerves under it, and the dark red blood suddenly flowed out happily.

Licking her full lips with some aftertaste, the French mercenary leader rushed towards his next target with a hint of a desire to kill.

[It seems...... The melee killing of this cold weapon can bring me even more pleasure! She thought excitedly.

She waved the sword in her hand very happily, still intending to do the same, and the part of the attack was still the opponent's throat, which was the only point on the enemy's body that was not wrapped in chain mail.

The splashed blood flowers are like blooming flowers, so beautiful, so charming, that is the final release of the withering of life.

The initial wave of intensive crossbow bolt strikes was not a good result, and certainly not too bad.

Almost all of these guys, who had been burned in the Roman Kingdom for a long time, wore full-body armor, and even in the dark of night, few people took it off.

Fortunately, the crossbow arrows used by Landa and the others are all products of the pinnacle industry on the earth, and the specially customized killing weapons have the advantage that the crossbow arrows often used by ordinary soldiers in the other world are difficult to match.

Faster, more, harder!

The intensive shooting made the 'rebels' misjudge at the beginning, and they inevitably panicked a little more when they misjudged the number of people attacking.

Ding Ding Ding.

Many of the arrows shot from the crossbow were directly bounced off by the heavy armor on the other party's body, after all, the craftsmanship of the other world is not as weak as imagined, maybe the linen clothes worn by ordinary people are not even as good as the medieval Europe on the earth, but because of the existence of extraordinary power, the armor and the manufacture of cold weapons are still very exquisite, of course, including the luxury goods worn by the nobles.

There were arrows stuck upside down on the ground, and some guys were killed by the unlucky shots, but many more people stood up like hedgehogs with some arrows stuck in their bodies. Weak armor is not enough to completely resist incoming arrows. But the fierce and tenacious natives of the other world can continue to fight with the blood in their chests.