"Concentrate on the enemy at the front!"

The hum of the bowstrings was continuous, and more than sixty feathered arrows and crossbows shot out like locusts to the figure in front, and the enemy tossed and turned, deftly avoiding most of the arrows, but was still hit by several crossbow arrows, but he continued to sprint forward as if nothing had happened, and his companions behind him also rushed to the front.

"I shot it, how could he still run?" cried out Quinn in fear.

"Keep shooting! Don't stop!" Mohr didn't want to explain, he screamed as hard as he could, shooting as hard as he could, as if to pour out his desperation. Only a knight can put on armor and run at the speed of a galloping horse.

A man next to Roy suddenly collapsed on the platform, three black feathered arrows stuck in his face, one of which pierced into his left eye and pierced his brain. This fatal wound made him even fail to snort, and he died instantly. Roy was so frightened that his legs went limp, and he lay down behind the fence, and through the gap, he found that the enemy had rushed within 70 meters, and they were armed with hard bows, and they shot as they ran, and they shot fast and accurately, and the platform screamed again and again, and many people fell from arrows, or were killed or wounded. And the strong bow and crossbow on their side did not pose the slightest threat to them.

More than 60 young and strong militiamen were condescending, and they were so pressed by the enemy below that they couldn't raise their heads!

"Stand up and shoot me back!" Captain Moore frantically whipped the men behind the fence with his spear, and the militiamen rose to meet another wave of casualties under his obscenity.

"I need a military crossbow! I'll go up to the arrow tower and get a heavy crossbow to cover me!" Captain Ned bent over and touched the stairs of the arrow tower, and he climbed upward, but only halfway up, several long arrows whizzed in, piercing the chain mail and round shield, piercing him through. The brave captain let out a scream and fell.

"Longbow marksman!" Captain Mohr grimaced, he finally knew whose hands his comrades on the tower had died. Roy didn't hear Captain Moore's wail, and Quinn fell beside him, a black feather arrow striking him in the chest. Quinn's mouth kept bleeding out, and Roy was at a loss, when the bearded man crawled over, he took a look, and shouted: "This guy has injured his lungs, and he has leather armor to block it, and the wound is not deep, and he can't die! If you don't turn him over, he will choke on blood." ”

"What should I do? What should I do?" Roy gripped the feather arrow in fear, wanting to pull it out but not daring to pull it out. "Rubbish!" the bearded scolded, dragging Quinn to the edge of the platform, leaving him face down with his chest hanging out.

Just as Roy was about to say thank you, a dark shadow jumped over the fence and landed on the platform. His head was wrapped in a black steel helmet, and he was wearing black leather boots, black leather pants, black leather armor, and a black ring armor with a ghostly light, two feathered arrows stuck in it, a hard bow hanging behind him, and two crescent scythe hooks in his hands, and the whole person was like a black demon in the night. Roy leans on the platform and sees the metal barb on the tip of the black boot. This is probably the reason why he climbed the ironwood fence, but how did he jump over the trench and how did he climb up with his outfit weighing at least a hundred pounds?

"Those who disarm and surrender, don't kill!" the black demon shouted coldly. The bearded man responded with a roar, and he picked up his tomahawk and threw it away, majestic and brave, and then he jumped off the 11-meter-high platform without hesitation. Roy was dumbfounded.

The high-speed spinning tomahawk failed to slash the black goblin, but gave Captain Moore a chance to strike, and he took advantage of the gap between the enemy to avoid the tomahawk, and the spear in his hand slammed out. Captain Moore's assassination action was well-honed and clean, and the short spear seemed to come to life in his hand, turning into a poisonous snake and kissing his opponent's throat. The shadow flashed, and a razor-sharp scythe sliced through half of Captain More's neck, blood spurting out of the terrifying wound, forming a gloomy mist of blood. Moore knelt limply on the platform, and the black demon had rushed into the crowd behind him, mercilessly reaping life and wailing.

"Those who disarm and surrender will not be killed!" "Those who disarm and surrender will not be killed!" "Those who disarm and surrender will not be killed!" More black demons climbed onto the platform, and wherever they passed, there was a bloody storm. The militia finally broke down, dropping their weapons and fleeing, some jumping off the platform, some lying on the planks shivering, Roy being one of them.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the southern fence was lost! Captain More's head hung on his shoulders at a strange angle, his blood was already dripping, but he could not wait for the support of his colleagues.

The battle on the platform stopped, and one by one the black demons jumped into the camp. Witnessed by the moonlight, the battle inside the camp was in full swing. The roars and screams of men, the clash of weapons and armor, the kisses of swords and flesh, the cries of women and children, the wails of hounds, and the laughter of dead birds, all made Roy breathless, so that his mind went blank. He left the platform in a daze, headless as a fly scurrying around the camp.

The camp was a one-sided slaughter, the black demons leaping from shack to hut, their arrows like eyes, their scythes in their hands soaked in blood, their cold and merciless harvesting of life, but they kept their promise not to kill. Roy saw that the black demons ignored the unarmed women and children, and those who surrendered on their knees could save their lives. However, there were also some particularly cunning guys who put down their spears, and after the black demons walked over, they quietly picked up the spears and stabbed the black demons in the back, but these were all in vain, the black demons were faster than the wind, more agile than the mountain ape, and just a turn would kill the sneak attacker. Of course, the black demon is not invincible, a militia captain shoots a black demon with a heavy crossbow, and more than twenty militiamen rush up and cut him into pulp. The Dead Bird circled and sang in the killing fields, and several black demons rushed out of the shadows, slaughtering the cheering militiamen, and then fled into the shadows, leaving only the corpses on the ground, and the blood of the dead pooled into a pool of black blood. This cruel scene caused Roy to scream, and he stumbled into a shack, trembling and crying.

"If you don't want to die, be quiet!" a familiar and playful voice came from the corner.

"Who?" Roy jumped up like a rabbit, and a bearded face appeared in the moonlight of the window, and shrank back.

"Bearded, it's you?!" Roy wiped his tears, for the first time he realized that this hateful face could be so kind.

"Isn't that me? The bearded man mocked in the dark, "Coward Roy, don't look like a hell." ”

"You!" Roy said sullenly: "You can't get any better, I thought you were a warrior, but I didn't expect you to be a deserter!"

"Warriors?!hehe, the warriors have long since died......," the bearded man laughed self-deprecatingly, and there was a hint of sadness in his tone.

Roy was silent for a moment, then stood up and said, "Thank you, for helping Quinn, I don't know how he is?"

"Although I just met, after all, we are comrades-in-arms, and I only do what I can. The bearded man said, "That guy will not die if he lies still honestly, and if you go to save him, you will only take your own life." ”

Roy withdrew his hand to push the door and said hesitantly: "Those black demons kill people without blinking, I'm a little worried." ”

"The Black Goblin? I think it's supposed to be called a dead bird, or a crow. Of course, they won't like the name, because they're all knights!"

"Knight, how is that possible?" Roy said in shock.

"Well, trainee knights to be exact!"

"How could a noble knight slaughter civilians, aren't they afraid of the punishment of the High Lord?" Roy shook his head, unconsciously taking a step back.

"Civilians......?" sneered the bearded man, "and you'll find out in a moment if they're killing civilians." ”

Outside the window, Roy stared at the burning building and muttered, "They set fire to the three-story wooden tower where the camp leader lived." ”

"You think it's a wooden tower?" said the bearded man as he walked to the window and spat on the ground, "Phew, that's the beacon!" As he spoke, a well-armored cavalry surrounded the two leaders and ran north. The scales on their bodies shone in the light of the fire.

"See, the camp leader is wearing the scale armor of a trainee knight! The bearded man touched his chin and sighed: "The Duoduo have fled, the crow has won, and the official knight is about to enter the field, pity those fools, and die in vain!"

"Knights don't slaughter civilians. Civilians take up arms against knights, then they are not civilians, they are bandits, they are warriors, they are stupid! The crows know this, they want us to lay down our arms, so I let them go. The midshipmen of Dodor know this, too, and if you just go out, the crows will not kill you, but the leader of the camp will tell you to assemble at the gate and arm you to be a fool. Then, they run away on their own, and let you fools die!"

Roy was stunned for a long time, and then said weakly: "Aren't you a warrior?

The bearded man sneered: "To be a warrior is to fight hard! They fight for the land, for the status, for the wealth, for the women! We only fight for life, and if the gnolls break through the camp, I will fight hard." The knight broke through the camp, and I was just changing the owner. What is it that a desperate person is not a fool?"

"The camp leader should be damned! he ran away and let us people die!" Roy said angrily.

"Haha, don't worry. The bearded man laughed and said, "The crows are missing one of the three, and the Duoduo people have to fight hard outside to escape back! ”

Roy let out a vicious breath, turned his eyes to the window, and exclaimed, "These are all knights? The bearded man squeezed over, and his eyes instantly widened, "My supreme lord, this ...... There are too many knights!"

Outside the window, more than twenty tall and burly warriors were chasing north, their bodies were tightly wrapped in fine iron armor, carrying war hammers and long knives, like steel monsters, and their heavy steps seemed to step on Roy's heart, and he couldn't help but give birth to the illusion that the earth trembled. The bearded man swallowed and said, "I...... If I take back what I just said, none of the Duoduos will be able to escape!"