Leon looked at the Gatu people across the river, then at the chainmail covered helmet in his hand, then raised his hand to look at the chainmail on his body, and suddenly told his subordinates not to make a sound.

Then, he put on his overlay helmet and stood on the fortress-like wall, exposing his upper body to a rudimentary wooden baffle.

In his hand, there was an 'Eagle Strike Bow', borrowed from the Horn-summoning Ranger.

Anson cried out worriedly, "Your Excellency......"

But as soon as the words came out, he was stopped by Li Ang waving his hand from behind.

He just stood silently and waved his hand across the river.

Seeing Leon waving his hand, there was also a person in the ranks of the Cato people on the other side of the river.

Probably a leader.

Because, he also wears the same chain mail covered helmet as Leon.

As steppe people on horseback and natural robbers, the Cato are not good at or capable of crafting high-tech equipment such as plate armor.

Their armor consisted mainly of studded leather or light chain armor.

Of course, this is also because their fighting style is not suitable for plate armor - they are more interested in the mobility required for raiding, and the stamina and agility required for mounted archery.

Among the Cato warriors, the elite war riders who were the most capable and tyrannical, or the Cato warlords who controlled an army, preferred to use this kind of chainmail covered helmet that could cover their faces.

It's probably because I've done too many bad things for fear of being recognized......

The Gatu people who came in front of him should be a small warlord.

Unlike most of the Cato cavalry behind him, he wore heavier armor, and his horses were clad in patched iron.

This is obviously a person who does not need to consume horsepower constantly, so he deliberately pursues better survivability - that is, leadership treatment.

Although the equipment was not flashy at all, and it was inconspicuous in the pile of Catu, this was the true face of the battlefield equipment, and if it was too handsome and conspicuous, it would be attacked by the enemy.

The Cato warlord looked at Leon, who was also wearing a masked helmet, and seemed to hesitate, and stood at the bridge across the river and asked something.

But across the river, I can't hear it clearly.

Even if you can hear it clearly, you probably won't understand it......

Seeing this, Li Ang raised the bow in his hand with one hand and waved it, and hooked his fingers with the other hand and shouted.

"Come here!"

The attitude is very relaxed and natural, like saying hello to an old friend.

Originally, this was just to boost morale, show that the lord is not afraid of strong enemies, and let his brothers relax a little.

Anyway, I guess I can't hear what Li Ang is shouting on the other side......

But I didn't expect that the Cato warlord on the other side really came over!

He only took two retinues to the wooden bridge, and the three of them lined up in a row and trotted up to the bridge.

Those two retinues were supposed to be the Gatu War Riders - chain mail and covered helmets, exactly like Leon's outfit!

It was not until they ran to the middle of the bridge that they suddenly reined in their horses—and the three Cato men finally saw the bulwark in the camp blocking the other side of the bridge......

It's tightly blocked!

And at the moment when they stopped their horses, Leon laughed loudly: "Shoot the two in the back!" ”

This helmet, which was originally just for the purpose of concealing its face, this improvised crude method, actually came in handy!

As he spoke, the eagle strike bow in his hand also shot an arrow at an incredible speed, almost without aiming.

"Bispa!!"

The Cato warlord shouted loudly, and in some panic, he tried to turn back, but was stopped by his followers.

And at the moment when the Cato warlord turned around, a feathered arrow had already drawn a slight parabola, piercing his calf accurately.

The arrow was shot very deep - his calf was only wearing leather riding boots, and the arrow nailed the leg of the Cato warlord directly to the horse's belly!

The horse's hoofs and roared violently, and the violent movement caused a mist of blood to burst out of the abdomen, but the horse still did not run around, but only shook its head and tail, neighing in pain.

This is really a very well-trained war horse.

What a shame......

Leon drew his bow again.

This arrow passed through the eye of the war horse, and the trembling arrow feathers brought up a few tears of the horse.

The war horse stopped screaming, and fell silently on the bridge with its master, and the huge corpse crushed the crucifixion of the Cato warlord.

One of his two retinues was pulling out to give way, while the other abandoned his horse and flew in front of the fallen Cato warlord, apparently intending to defend himself against the arrows.

Several bolts were fired at the same time from the shooting holes in the wall barriers, and on the bridge deck, where there was nowhere to dodge, two heroic Cato war riders were shot one after another.

The one on the side fell off his horse and into the river - the little broken bridge had no guardrails.

The one who blocked the arrows was shot like a hedgehog and fell in front of the Cato warlord.

This Cato warlord was probably a rather brave tribal leader, and he struggled to hold on, looked back at Leon with a bow, and shouted in despair an incomprehensible Cato word: "Uzzah! Gato!! ”。

The effect of this short Cato sentence was estimated to be similar to 'Ula', and the Cato cavalry on the other side of the river immediately began to swarm towards the bridge with a frenzied roar, and the sound of "Usa" resounded in the sky.

"Klose! Get ready! ”

Leon shouted, and the arrow was placed on the bow and pointed at the Cato warlord, but he did not pull the string again.

The Cato cavalry on the other side of the river was about to step onto the bridge, and the thunderous hooves of the horses shook violently.

The warlord of Cato, who had been watching Leon calmly wait for his death, seemed to realize something, and tried to stand up, but was held down by his horse and couldn't get out, so he had to turn around and shout to his men: "Bispa!!" ”

And with his hands crossed in front of him, he seemed to be about to wave - he was supposed to make a gesture to stop his progress.

But before he could make a move, Leon shot him down again.

The arrow pierced the crook of his arm and nailed his hand to the bridge.

The unuttered commands of the warlord Cato turned into a meaningless high-pitched scream, and he struggled so violently that he even pulled out his legs that were crushed under the horse's belly.

The arrow in his leg was broken from the struggle, and the blood was pouring down, but the brave warlord still seemed to struggle to stop his men from charging.

But Leon's third arrow pierced the crook of his other leg and locked him completely to the bridge.

There was no way he could get back on his feet.

These three arrows, which were precise but not deadly, caused the little warlord to howl violently.

But the more they howled, the more they surged the swarming Cato cavalry to rush to the bridge and rush towards their leader.

The Cato were also human beings, and they also had a strict hierarchy, and they had to rescue their leader.

The bridge, which had only been hastily repaired, was narrow and lacustraded, so even if it was a skilled horseman, it could only accommodate two cavalrymen walking side by side.

Moreover, horses unconsciously slow down on it - creatures have an instinct to avoid danger, and hastily laid planks are thin and soft, and horses can sense it.

At the moment when the fastest Gato cavalry had just reached the bridge, a row of crossbow arrows was fired, several cavalrymen screamed and fell off their horses, and the wounded horses spun around on the bridge deck, blocking the enemy behind.

Then, the piercing buzzing sound continued to sound, and the crossbowman, who was originally of average ability, exerted his maximum output ability in this target practice-like scene.

On the bridge deck, many disabled people or corpses gradually piled up.

And under the bridge, it has also been stained red with blood.

The Cato riders were blocked by the casualties at the bridgehead, as well as the horses that had lost their owners.

Some of the clever Cato had dismounted, and they had already reacted, and the horses were not running as fast as anyone on the bridge.

A part of the Gatu took off their nomadic shields and crossed the body at the head of the bridge.

A wave of foot charges began.

If you stand side by side, this bridge is estimated to be able to squeeze three or four.

Dozens of Cato men with shields on their shoulders crowded the other side of the bridge, and the crossbow arrows fired at level had little success against the shields, and the crossbowmen slowed down the frequency of their fire.

Only the bow and arrow in Leon's hand could still accurately avoid the shield shield, and gnawed at the flesh and blood of the Gatu people one by one.

But a bow, one person, is actually impossible to stop the advance of dozens of shield-wielding warriors.

The Cato eventually rushed to the middle of the bridge, to their leader.

But at this moment, the piers under the wooden bridge began to sound a crisp cracking sound.

"Klose! Chop! ”