Mount and Blade: Summon five outlaws at the start

Chapter 208

After a few minutes, suddenly, a dozen tribal warriors wearing leather armor and agile posture broke away from the huge attacking team.

They were led by an armored cavalryman and galloped towards the stronghold.

When these people were only 40 or 50 meters away from the stronghold, they suddenly pulled the reins, let the warhorse under their crotch raise its front hooves high, neighed, and then stopped steadily.

Then, the armored cavalryman continued to drive the horse forward alone, and stopped only when he was only more than ten meters away from the stronghold.

He was sitting on a tall warhorse and shouted loudly in the direction of the stronghold. His demeanor was extremely arrogant, as if he didn't take the people in the stronghold seriously at all.

Seeing this, Hood, who was standing on the wall, frowned tightly, then turned his head and whispered a few words to a robber leader beside him.

The robber leader nodded, and then hurried down the wall.

Not long after, the robber leader returned to Hod with a nervous old Rory.

"What is he shouting?"

Hod pointed at the armored cavalry who was still shouting loudly in the distance, and asked Old Rory with a frown.

Old Rory pricked up his ears and listened carefully to the other party's shouting, then swallowed his saliva with difficulty, and answered tremblingly: "... Sir..., he... he asked us to open the door and surrender quickly. If we resist, they will massacre the entire stronghold and kill all of us!"

"... Kill us? How arrogant..."

Hod's mouth corners slightly raised, outlining a sneer, and his voice was full of disdain and ridicule.

Then, he turned his eyes to Nott on the side, and the meaning in his eyes could be clearly conveyed without words.

Seeing this, Nott, who had already been furious, immediately responded loudly: "Boss, watch out!"

Before he finished speaking, he quickly reached out and pulled out a barbed javelin from behind.

Without even looking at the direction of the target, he swung his arm suddenly, and the javelin flew out of his hand like lightning.

"Swoosh..."

A sharp sound of breaking wind suddenly sounded, and the barbed javelin rushed through the air at an astonishing speed, approaching the armored knight in the blink of an eye.

You know, Nott has an eighth-level throwing skill and a throwing proficiency of up to 300 points.

Coupled with his own terrifying 30-point strength bonus, the power of this barbed javelin thrown out can be imagined.

The armored knight only had time to hear a sharp sound of breaking through the air, and the next moment, he felt a sharp pain in his chest, as if he was hit hard by a heavy hammer.

The powerful impact of the spiked javelin instantly made him lose his balance and fly backwards from the horse's back.

When he came to his senses, he was horrified to find that he had been firmly nailed to the ground by the javelin.

"Puff..."

At the same time, severe pain instantly spread throughout his body, and a large mouthful of scarlet blood gushed out of his mouth uncontrollably.

Suffering such a heavy blow, the life of the armored cavalry quickly faded, and soon he was completely dead.

[The robber leader killed the tribal armored cavalry]

And this scene in front of them made the accompanying tribal warriors dumbfounded.

But, the next second, their faces turned pale in an instant, and their expressions were terrified.

They hurriedly urged their horses to gallop forward, aiming directly at the body of the armored cavalry.

You know, in the Kuyel army, there is such a ruthless military law: if a superior general dies on the battlefield, his subordinates will be executed together for any reason.

At this moment, for these tribal warriors, the only hope to save their lives is to successfully recapture the remains of their superiors.

At the same time, the handsome face of the Kuyel noble youth who witnessed all this from a distance became distorted due to extreme anger.

He raised his right hand holding the whip high, pointed directly at the stronghold, and roared.

Then, a heart-pounding scene appeared. The armored cavalry and tribal warriors beside him immediately galloped towards the stronghold.

Hod, who was on the wall, stared at the surging enemy cavalry team, which numbered about 70 or 80 people.

They were led by several fully armed armored cavalry, among which the two red tasseled armored cavalry wearing red tassel helmets were the most eye-catching.

As they approached, their ferocious faces and the various weapons in their hands became clearly visible.

"Shoot!"

With a loud roar, Hod swung his arm down without hesitation.

Orville, who had been ready for battle, heard the orderAfter giving the order, he immediately led the fifty-nine conscripted crossbowmen under his command and pulled the triggers of the powerful crossbows in his hands at the same time.

For a moment, the sound of bowstrings trembling came one after another, and dense crossbow arrows whistled towards the enemy cavalry below like a storm.

Because of the advantageous terrain of being high above, these crossbow arrows were like the sickle of the god of death, instantly causing huge casualties to the aggressive enemy cavalry.

But don't think that these conscripted crossbowmen were shooting blindly and randomly. Under the command of Orville, their goals were very clear.

They launched a covering precision strike specifically against the armored cavalry wearing chain mail among the enemy cavalry.

As we all know, chain mail has a certain degree of protection against ordinary knife and axe slashing, but in the face of powerful and amazingly fast crossbow arrows, this protection seems fragile.

I saw that the powerful crossbow arrows easily penetrated the seemingly solid chain mail and deeply penetrated into the bodies of the armored cavalry.

Accompanied by screams and the neighing of horses, one after another armored cavalrymen were shot and fell off their horses, blood splattered and wailing.

[Valandia recruits crossbowmen to kill tribal armored cavalrymen]

[Valandia recruits crossbowmen to kill tribal armored cavalrymen]

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A series of system prompts echoed in Hod's mind.

But at this moment, his face was calm, without any emotional fluctuations, just quietly staring at the tragic and bloody scene below.

Watching those Kuyel cavalrymen fall one after another under the precise rain of arrows from the recruited crossbowmen.

However, despite facing such dense crossbow arrow shooting, those Kuyel cavalrymen did not show any intention of retreating.

They held their cavalry shields on their heads with one hand, and endured the impact of waves of crossbow arrows, shortening the distance between them and the stronghold.

Finally, when they reached a certain range, the counterattack began.

Under Hod's expressionless gaze, the remaining Kuyel cavalrymen drew their bows and arrows, aiming at the people on the wall.

In an instant, countless arrows flew towards the people on the wall.