''If these guys go to move bricks, one person can surely earn the money of 10 people.'' After watching on his horse for a while, George kicked his horse's belly slightly and followed the escorts into the village.
The strength of these veterans was much greater than George's. Two days ago in wrestling, George's face, almost lost on the dwarf Aggie!
There is nothing left for him to be fit to practice wrestling with these days...
'The difficulty of the single training in the schoolyard is a little too high! Couldn't it be a little less difficult?" Thinking of this, George couldn't help but feel a little depressed.
Recently, his performance in the schoolyard was good, and he could occasionally hit the woman...
'Motherfucker!' When he thought of that scornful look from the Valkyrie, Joe Sledgehammer felt a firestorm of uncontrollable anger. He swung the 'Magic Reform' new square hammer in his hand and struck a stone wall with his hand - with a muffled sound, the stone wall made of stone and earth dun, directly collapsed with a flash of white light.
([Hammer of breaking dawn (light + break evil): +1 brightness, +25% hit rate, +1~8 divine damage, +25% fast strike.])
This ninety-plus kilogram hammer was extremely intimidating when it was being wielded. However, now when it is being wielded, it seems to have lost its inertia, making it not only powerful, but also capable of wielding at a frighteningly fast speed.
When used to beat iron, it is very efficient...
If 'DAWN' could be engraved on the longswords of the squires, they would become extremely terrifying when they wielded it.
This new hammer let George love it, he specially let reference to the Night's Watch equipment style, on the top of the many variations of mythological patterns. And the overall texture looks like it was cast by bronze, there is a mysterious and ancient flavor, as if the weapons of myth and legend.
This is a world of difference from the previous crude look.
A wolf howl suddenly interrupted Joe Sledgehammer's thoughts. He just looked up and saw the veterans copying an oak shield as if by reflex, with boulders in their hands.
A burst of cracking sound suddenly sounded, George in the afterglow saw a figure in the fog suddenly flashed, followed by jumped him off the horse!
The heavy fall made a muffled sound of the iron ring, George looked up and found that the one who had fallen on him was an inferior citizen - in his back, there was an arrow!
That arrow was meant for the lord's neck, and the bowman should have been hidden in the village.
'Fuck, I've been careless!"
Another cracking sound rang out, but the squires had by now run over with their large oak shields, forming a ring-shaped wall around the lord. Only a small gap was left at the top.
The messy arrows clashed on top of the shields with a tinkling mess, as if it was raining heavily. Occasionally that arrow feather flashed through the air over the gap, as if it were a flying swallow in that rain.
'Those guys should have just come over, if I hadn't put the wolf out, I'm afraid I would have been quietly surrounded!' George flipped through the scrolls in a hurry and looked at the hundreds of them on there, and couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.
"My lord, are you all right?" The veteran who was guarding George to death asked with concern. His back had left blood. The arrow should have been shot by the crossbow, and it had entered his body, not knowing how deep it was. But he broke the arrow in his back as if there was no difference.
After seeing that this guy seems to be okay, George turned his gaze to the village, looking at the arrows on those remnants of the broken walls, it became clear that, in addition to the sinister crossbowman at the beginning, the vast majority of people are shooting randomly in this mist! It is more accurate to say that it is used to deal with the enemy, but it is more accurate to say that it is used to strengthen the courage!
"A bunch of flailing militia!" George spat a smear towards the ground, suppressed the anger in his heart, and thought about how to respond. After all, it would look a little too foolish to charge straight through the rain of arrows.
He looked at the complex terrain of the village with those walls, suddenly had a plan, said: "We..."
Before he could finish his sentence, Alexander suddenly stood up and shouted, "Those son of a bitch rats! Fight back!"
He then raised his shield against the rain of arrows and threw his javelin towards the most densely populated area!
The javelins in the hands of the guards followed the sound of breaking air, a dozen javelins in a huge force, like a cannon crossbow with the sound of breaking air, leaving a trail in the mists.
In an instant, the distant mists of the human shadow will be issued a lot of collision penetration sound. Screams came one after another, and many javelins missed the first target, yet they nailed the two behind them to the ground dead!
"Charge with me!" Alexander that roar suddenly sounded, the veterans who had long drawn their sharp swords, along with his indignant charge, as if to surround the hundred people!
"???" George, after standing still for 0.001 seconds, hurriedly copied his hammer and went after him: "You bastards who forgot their lord!!!"
The veterans, like a herd of raging bulls, met the flying arrows and rushed directly into the enemy's ranks!
Such a scene made the enemy completely unexpected, they did not expect that the opponent they faced would be so crazy!
Many of them, before they could raise their spears in the panic, were crashed into the air by the humanoid tanks with screams of misery!
Several of their junior leaders united the elites around them and rushed to the break in the formation at the first opportunity to meet the onrushing team. However Alexander swung his sword, and the edge split these little gnomes right around!
The veterans' footsteps never stopped, and no one was able to stop them for a moment. Like a sharp arrow, they rushed into the center of the enemy ranks in the twinkling of an eye and charged towards several enemy officers who were shouting in the mists.
This momentum far beyond the enemy's expectations, looking at the mist in the churning, singing hymns, wielding hammers and swords forward a dozen people, the ambushers of those small captains scared to death!
At first, there were people who tried to gather their ranks and block them. However, when they realized that no one was a match for these guys, they gradually lost their fighting spirit as they looked at their teammates who were split in half, smashed in the chest, and wheeled into the air. In the midst of panic, they began to drop the messy weapons in their hands and ran into the mists screaming.
However, their enemies seemed to be able to see through the fog, so they had nothing to hide! As long as they did not run beyond a hundred paces, they would angrily chase after them!
In the end, the hundred or so people were completely routed, and the battle evolved into a chase farce!
The so-called ambushers were worse than zombies!
"Catch up with the man on the horse! ~" George swung his hammer and smashed a passing deserter, pointing at the only rider in full plate armor on a war horse, 50 or 60 paces away, and yelled, "He must be the highest officer here!"
When the veterans heard this, they all looked in that direction and, with a furious glare, rushed forward with giant strides!
The knight shivered violently after hearing the yell. He hurriedly lifted his iron mask to reveal his fat face and glanced nervously towards the sound, and saw the dozen or so hazy figures rushing towards him!
He couldn't figure out how those people could see him at a glance from such a distance, but immediately afterwards he drew up his horse whip and tried to gallop away.
"Don't run! Let me hammer your head!" The hammer of Joe, who saw this scene, suddenly turned the hammer in his hand and flew over - a move he had used hundreds of times, in the Stigmata and the words of the talisman of the double hit, he had already had an incomparable confidence in his own routine!
The hammer suddenly lit up in mid-air with a holy mark, cutting a splendid trajectory and precisely hitting the knight - the horse under his seat - on the back of the head.
''Drafting?!!!''
But this crooked hammer is to play a strange effect - with a crunching sound of breaking wooden fish, that horse's head directly burst open. Then it puckered its hindquarters, stopped straight in place and fell to the ground.
Together with the knight was also crushed under the horse.
The knight did not seem to have broken his bones and tried to break free from the horse, but an incoming squire had already smothered him with a kick, kicking the armor on his head with a bang.
This corner kick made him dizzy, and he felt even harder than the one he just fell! But before he could regain consciousness, a large hand had pulled him out from under the horse and carried him in mid-air. Immediately after, the knight saw a giant who touched the back of his head and was looking him up and down.
"Chief, I want this armor."
"..."
...
The edge of the forest, the head of the village.
Thirty or so ragged kneeling in several rows, the domestics stood guard around with tigerish eyes holding their thick arms.
In the forefront, Martin is grimly carrying a crossbow, while crossing the step, while coldly saying something.
This look, very much like George when they were ignored when the posture.
Many of the prisoners heard his cold words after, are chilled as if quiet, can not help but shiver all over. But another part of the people is numb expression, face dull.
George, who was sitting on a rock not far away, withdrew his gaze from Martin, playing with an amulet in his hand, and looked at the fat man, who was sitting tied to the ground with a white face, with a smirk.
"Sir Mishan, it is not easy to eat like you, it seems that the food in your territory is very good."
"My lord, you are joking." Sir Mishan didn't dare to look at the lord's eyes, from the conversation just now, he had found that the young baron in front of him was even more chilling than the guy named Martin.
He said with a flattering smile, "That's pretty much the situation, my lord. I swear to the new gods and the old gods, what I said is absolutely not a single false word - what just happened was all a misunderstanding, I thought that some bandits had attacked this place and burned it down completely, so I brought someone to fulfill my duty to protect the faithful. But who knew that I would run into the Knights of the Order led by you..."
It seems that the attire on George's body has caused some misunderstanding on Mishan. Those battle clothes did look very shiny.
However, when this guy made his move in the first place, he did not bother about what the other party was. Obviously, he was a bold gambler.
After hearing Mi Shan's words, George couldn't help but laugh. His eyes darted around and landed on the face of Aji behind the knight.
Immediately after that, that fatty then in the desperate struggle and hissing, was put on the sack and pulled inside the forest.