Chapter 276: The Contest at the Rite of Passage (1)
He had already received the news that Daxunminger had begun to march here with the main force to pave the road and build bridges along the road, and if he had not captured this outpost camp before he arrived, Schüller knew what the outcome would be waiting for him.
"Sending those half-breeds and raising them is also consuming food, and it's time to put this waste to use. He commanded loudly.
In the afternoon, the warriors who had repelled three waves of attacks were repairing, and Matthew and several team leaders were discussing the defense plan for the afternoon while directing the replenishment of ordnance bows and arrows.
"The depletion of bows and arrows is too fast, and the workshops in Gaokan City are currently at full strength, but their speed can barely keep up with the depletion of the eastern defense, and our side can get too little replenishment. Matthew said.
"I have reported to the military department that they are organizing the evacuation of the surrounding villages and concentrating on the big town, and there will be enough manpower in two days. Willie replied.
"Well, I also sent a message to the division headquarters, you don't need iron arrows, but the number of wooden arrows must be sufficient, especially the tailless arrows used in those box crossbows.
I've brought 20 of them this time, and I'm sure to teach these wolf cubs a profound lesson.
These are just the vanguard of the steppe people, at most it would be nice to have a piece of leather armor, not to mention iron arrows, I feel wasted with ordinary wooden arrows.
By the way, I'll go down and see Woodlow, he's too stubborn to be sent back to Gokan. ”
Willy blushed when he heard this, and hurriedly said: "Yes, he is a little scared, although it is a serious matter, there are still a lot of people who have offended."
It's all my fault, and when this big war is over, I'll retire and go home to be a little lord. ”
Matthew didn't say anything about this, just nodded, and he wouldn't say too much about this slick Willie.
If it weren't for the fact that he was smart enough to put down his body at the first time, Matthew would not recommend killing him in front of the battle to shock the morale of the army.
As for that Woodlow, as long as he survives this damn war, even if Marquis Noe is not guaranteed, the Mad Lion family will become his backstage, and it's a big deal to let him switch to the Mad Lion.
At that time, we should see what kind of faces those people dare not give face to the wild lion, you must know that the biggest fur merchant outside this border is the wild lion, and they have suffered the greatest losses after the incident, and some people have also died under the city.
But these losses were nothing compared to the southern defense line and the safety of his son Philip.
When I came to the interior of the military village, there was a pungent smell of disinfectant everywhere, but it still couldn't hide the strong smell of blood and corpses.
Maybe it's time to find an opportunity to launch a wave of counterattack, at least you can clean up the hill-like corpses under the city wall, otherwise it will be as high as the city wall in a few days, and the steppe people will even save the ladder, and they will spread the epidemic.
In addition, you can also restrain the remains of those brothers who fell out.
The wide barracks were already covered with wounded, screams and wails came and went, and there were not many people who were wounded in the chest and abdomen, but many of them were missing arms and legs, and many more were all kinds of arrow wounds and broken bones.
Twenty medical officers were so busy that they were sweating profusely, and some of them had been working for more than two days in a row, and they fell to the ground and passed out as they walked.
This can't be done, you have to ask the temple for help, these steppe wolves are all damned heretics, and the temple has the responsibility and obligation to help the Four Masters.
Although Melissa and Leonardo have left Gaokan City one after another, even for the sake of Philip's face, they will not be embarrassed.
Thinking of his son, who was blocked by the reckless mountains and countless steppe wolves, Matthew's face sank again.
Woodlaw was visited, and Matthew visited Paul.
After nearly a week of recuperation, his injuries improved a lot, and he insisted on breaking through the Prairie people's blockade again to track down Philip, but was stopped by Matthew.
It's not that he doesn't care about his son, it's that he believes that the kid who has been cunning since he was a child will definitely take good care of himself, at least in hand-to-hand combat, he is far from being the opponent of that stinky boy.
This made Matthew, who was his father, feel very angry, and he could only use a bow and arrow to teach the boy who didn't know the height of the sky.
What's more, Paul, who had already crossed that barrier and had successfully been promoted to the fourth level of Awakened, was able to stay at the Red Moon Pass, which was an invisible encouragement for all the soldiers.
Before he could say a few more words to Paul, he heard the roar of three war drums outside, and he knew that it was the steppe people who had attacked again.
"These goddamn steppe wolves!" Willy cursed as he put down his binoculars.
Matthew also saw that those prairie people actually put a whole 20,000 half-bloods in front with knives and guns, and walked forward cautiously.
"Two thousand steps, the stone thrower is ready. Matthew shouted with a blushing face.
Willie hurriedly stopped him: "No, there are women and children in it." ”
Matthew coldly looked at the approaching figure in the distance and said, "This is not the first time they have used this kind of trick, we can't be fooled."
Moreover, this time, the steppe people ransacked the entire camp of hundreds of half-breed people in the east, gathering at least 100,000 mixed-race mongresses.
If we show the slightest hesitation, the level will be closed by them in an instant.
Don't worry, I gave the order, and I will explain to the military department after the war. ”
Willie's old face was flushed, and he hurriedly wanted to tell something, but he heard Matthew shouting, "Trebuchet, put it!"
More than a dozen intact trebuchets were divided into two batches and sprinkled countless stones into the dense crowd, bringing a rain of blood and wails.
Hundreds of kilometers away, Philip could not understand the pressure on his father, and he was sitting next to Ivan Sr., preparing for the upcoming competition.
Although it is a competition, it is also a real sword, and if you are not careful, you may hurt others and yourself, which is not the result he wants to see if he is asking for others.
And today's other protagonist, Aphrona, is sitting not far from him, and before the official competition, there is a grand celebratory banquet specially prepared for her.
By grand sign, I mean that there are more people than the bonfire dinner that day, the bonfire is bigger, and there is more food.
Afu is dressed very beautifully, wearing a long pink dress with a coat of unknown animal fur, and wearing a flower crown woven from the branches of the sacred tree on her head, which is a little less sassy and heroic, and more youthful and soft that is unique to girls.
At the same time, Philip's mind involuntarily reminded him of the bodybuilding curves that had been sketched in the Spirit Core Hall that night.
Allie had been by his sister's side, and he was unapologetic to all the young men who came up, and when he noticed the look in Philip's eyes, he immediately bared his teeth and glared.
Looking at Afu's unexplained eyes, Philip pinched his nose a little embarrassed and looked away.
The unique culture of the people of Gaoshan Ward doomed that tonight's celebration could not be as polite and dignified as the cocktail party in Gaokan City.
Sure enough, as all the bonfires were lit, the whole sky lit up.
Looking at the huge open space surrounded by hundreds of campfires, Philip suddenly felt more like the prey to be grilled when he came on the field.
The banquet began, without red tape, and as old Ivan said a few simple words, Aphrola gave everyone a solo dance with graceful steps.
There is a saying among the Ward people that when you listen to a song, you have to listen to a small man, and when you watch a dance, you have to listen to a big man, and this sentence is not wrong at all.
Tall but not bloated, curvy but bewitching, Afu dances with the darkness of the night and the constantly jumping firelight, especially full of power and seduction, instantly attracting everyone's attention.
If Yun'er is a slender and elegant deer, or a dexterous and clever cat.
Then Afu is a tall and toned bighorn deer, or a vigorous and mysterious black panther.
When Afu's dance ended with the last move, everyone let out an earth-shattering cheer.
Everyone offered gifts for Aph, piled up like a hill, and even Philip thought that Miss Ave had made a fortune tonight.
As for poor Ale, he seems to be ignored, but he doesn't care about it himself, and helps his sister carry the gifts one by one, and fortunately he has enough strength.
The birthday of the Ave siblings seems to be over in such a hurry, and then it's time for another highlight of the night, when Philip is going to challenge the young people from all the Alpine Wards.
Of course, it can't be all young people, just their representatives, just three people.
And there are also restrictions on these three people, that is, they cannot be more than 22 years old.
But it's already quite rampant, let alone three people going on together.
Philip was just about to play, but was dragged by Afu on the side, and shook his head at him, making him wonder why.
Sure enough, no matter where he is, there are routines, how can it be his turn to be a young man in this strange territory to go wild casually, everything is according to his vision.
Old Ivan walked down and sat down beside him, and there was a new leader in the field, the faint leader of the twelve tribes, the patriarch Vladimir from the Shaking Mountain.
Vladimir was slightly shorter than the old Ivan, but he was even bigger, with a thick brown-black beard, a big nose and a big mouth, and especially the fierce light in the huge copper bell-like eyes made him look like a bear beast that chooses people to devour.
He stood on the field, and his speech was like thunder, and even without any amplification equipment, it shook people's ears and buzzed.
"Today we have several distinguished guests from our northern neighbor, the city of Gaokan.
We have always been warm and generous to our guests.
But if this guest wants to take away the most beautiful flower in your mind, tell me, young man, will you agree?"
Unlike the previous calm and solemn in the venue, Vladimir behaved impulsively and tyrannically at the moment, putting Philip and his gang on the opposite side of everyone at the beginning.
"No!"
"No!"
"Let him go!"
All the young people at the scene, no matter what tribe they came from, stood up excitedly, their faces flushed and their fists shouted, the crowd was excited and very unfriendly.
The corners of Philip's brow furrowed, not knowing what medicine this old guy was selling in his gourd.
He looked at old Ivan, but old Ivan, who had always been kind to him, just looked at him and laughed, without explaining at all.
Vladimir seemed pleased with the young man's reaction and burst out laughing.
He continued: "That's right, if you want to snatch the most beautiful goddess of our mountain people, you have to go through the test.
Only the warrior who kills the greatest beast and drinks the strongest wine is qualified to carry the most beautiful girl back to the bed. ”
The words were a bit rough, but everyone present had no objections, even the women, as if the idea was deeply ingrained in their bones.
Vladimir continued: "And today, young man, you and your companions have to come according to our rules, do you dare to come up?"
Chandra grabbed Philip's arm and motioned for him not to be impulsive, but Philip simply shook his head at him and walked up.
This tough battle can only be won, not defeated, and even if it is killed, it cannot be retreated.
Behind him, Duke and Julian followed, and only the two of them met the age requirements.
The match was different from what Philip had expected, with two wins in three games.
In other words, in addition to Philip, Duke and Julian must win at least one victory in order to prove their strength in front of these patriarchs, so that they have a better chance of agreeing to send troops to help.
Otherwise, even if he finally agrees to send troops, I am afraid that he will not adopt any of his opinions.
The first competition, power.
Philip played in Julian, who was two meters tall and broad-shouldered, he was the first sword and shield warrior in his class, and he achieved the fourth place in the individual competition at the just-concluded Kent Cup.
This is also an unexpected bonus that Philip did not expect at the beginning, Julian two years ago was far less tall than he is now, and his abilities are not particularly outstanding.
But in the last year alone, he has grown 15 centimeters taller and gained nearly a third of his weight, so much so that he looked very fat for a while.
But now all this energy has been converted into muscles, and only that chubby baby face remains, and no matter how hard you try, you can't lose weight.
For the sake of fairness, the Alpine Ward Clan sent a 19-year-old young man who had not yet awakened, Alexander, from the Snow and Frost Tribe, was more than two meters and twenty meters tall, and he looked stronger than Julian.
At the same time, he is also recognized as a strong man for his age.
The event of the competition is simple, which is to cut down trees.
This is not an ordinary tree, but a solid trunk of a whole meter thick, which has completely turned into a purple-black four-colored birch, especially the center of the tree, which is as hard as steel.
The two men are armed with great axes and need to completely cut the trunk from the middle, and the one who takes the least time wins.
Julian grinned, two-handed axes were not his strong point, because he was slower, so he decided early on on the direction of his specialization, which was the nickname "Tank" that Philip gave him.
But both Philip and Duke tapped him on the shoulder to encourage him and put him at ease.
According to Philip, he will not abandon him as long as he promises to continue to make good enough food in the future.
Even Duke, who has always been cold-faced, nodded his head in a sly manner, as if he was very human about this statement.
Listening to such disgusting words made Julian even more depressed, and for the first time he hated his family craft so much.
The sound of the command sounded, and the two of them swung the giant axe in their hands at the same time, and the moment the heavy axe body collided with the hard tree trunk, the sour sound made everyone frown.
As a person concerned, only Julian knows how hard the four-colored birch is this season, and the huge anti-shock force almost makes him unable to hold the axe in his hand.
On the other hand, Alexander's situation was much better, perhaps a necessary skill for living in this mountain, he was accustomed to this training since he was a child, and he was very fast, and a few axes left a deep groove in the trunk of the tree.
Julian let out a sigh of relief, adjusted his center of gravity, and began to work hard.
Finally, after more than a dozen axes, he initially mastered the laws of this sport.
The crowd on the sidelines watched Alexander lead by a lot, and cheered for their companions.
Only a few patriarchs could see Julian's reality, and from the way he held the handle of the axe and the angle from which he wielded it, it could be seen that this was not a mad axe warrior at all, but a seedling of a sword and shield warrior.
As the game progressed, the physical strength of both sides was extremely exhausted, and both of them were sweating, and there was even white mist steaming on the top of their heads.
Alexander, on the other hand, was at least twice as fast as Julian, and the thick trunk in front of him had been cut in half, while Julian on the other side had only cut about a third.
A discerning person can see at once that the strength of the former is much larger than the latter.
Alexander peeked at his opponent's progress and breathed a sigh of relief, he had rushed too hard at first, and now his shoulders and arms were sore.
When he saw that he was far ahead, he involuntarily slowed down, but he didn't notice that Julian over there was swinging the giant axe at a fixed frequency from beginning to end, neither fast nor slow.
Standing on the sidelines, Philip and Duke found that not being impatient, stable mentality and strong endurance are Julian's biggest characteristics, but also their greatest strengths.
No one knew that in this year's session of the Green Tree Vine Academy, except for Philip, the first place in the weight-bearing cross-country performance was Julian, a giant who weighed more than one percent of others.
In that alone, he was even better than Horps back then, and was perfect for being a good sword and shield bearer.
Also found were the following patriarchs, who were talking about something.
From Julian, it can reflect the current teaching level and overall military quality of the Gaokan City Military Academy, which has not been seen for decades.
In particular, the patriarch of the Golden Dome tribe, who had taught at Hanoi Academy, nodded with satisfaction, he could see that this child's foundation was very strong.
The difference in strength is due to the disparity in size and talent, which cannot be forced, but in the reasonable use of power and the angle of slashing, he has done a good job.
It can not only use every bit of strength where it should be used, but also save the strength that should not be wasted, and try to avoid the impact of the anti-shock force on the body.
Alexander, on the other hand, was rougher and more efficient, but also wasted a lot of physical strength.