A Realistic Mount & Blade Game

Gray mist swirled in the darkness.

Bandak, holding a heavy crossbow, expressionlessly glanced at the 100 farmers and 30 bandits following him. His heart was heavy.

This darkness came suddenly, including the quietly emerging gray mist.

It seemed to envelop them in a short instant.

Very strange.

But the only fortunate thing was that they had lit the forty or fifty torches they had prepared in advance, illuminating the surroundings.

They could barely see within a range of four or five meters.

"Mr. Bandak, something is wrong."

A mercenary crossbowman who had been following Bandak raised his crossbow and reminded him, "It suddenly got dark, and there's mist. I feel like there's something bad in the surrounding darkness."

"Well, then be vigilant." Bandak nodded, feeling the same way.

A very bad feeling.

And in his heart, that sixth sense for danger, developed from long experience in the chaotic battlefields of Calradia, was now reminding him to leave here as quickly as possible!

A hint of fear arose in Bandak's heart.

But glancing back at the hundreds of Swadian farmers following him, each carrying large and small packages, hobbling along with pitchforks or wooden sticks, Bandak couldn't bear it.

Thinking of his past adherence to protecting civilians and ordinary people.

Bandak still said in a deep voice to the mercenary crossbowman behind him, "Tell the farmers to gather together as much as possible, and let those with pitchforks or wooden sticks and other long-handled weapons be on the outside, cooperating with the bandits with butcher knives. Don't panic no matter what happens, stand your ground and stabilize the formation, and we will come to support you in time."

"…Mr. Bandak, these are just farmers and bandits."

Behind Bandak, a few mercenary crossbowmen with closer relationships hesitated.

They indeed respected Bandak, the crossbow master who was well-known throughout Calradia.

Whether on the brutal battlefield or in daily life, they had great respect for him.

But now, these mercenary crossbowmen hesitated.

Because they understood.

This world, already occupied by darkness and filled with gray mist.

Seemed to be the unique situation of the other world belonging to Lord Shen Mu, the legendary figure who was praised throughout Calradia!

According to rumors.

This place was full of terrifying monsters, corpses that still moved even after death.

Even skeletons that would pounce on people when they saw them.

Extremely terrifying!

So, when they heard the meaning in Bandak's words, that he wanted them to protect the farmers following them if they encountered something terrible next.

It was a bit… too benevolent.

"These immigrants all want to go to Lord Shen Mu's village to seek refuge with him."

Bandak pursed his lips slightly. Born in the Rhodok Mountains, he had an honest face and a mind as tough as rock, so he said very seriously:

"We also want to seek refuge with Lord Shen Mu. If we abandon these civilians who have followed us all the way when we encounter danger, then we are no different from those cowardly deserters who have lost their honor."

Bandak finally said slowly, "Lord Shen Mu will look down on us then."

"……" These mercenary crossbowmen heard Bandak's words and ultimately didn't say anything more.

They were now persuaded by Bandak.

Or rather.

Because of their admiration for Lord Shen Mu, they didn't want to leave a bad first impression in front of this legendary figure.

So these mercenary crossbowmen still picked up their crossbows and chose to take a gamble.

"Also, let the bandits among us take good care of that ballista. That is our gift to Lord Shen Mu." At this time, Bandak also reminded in a deep voice.

"Understood." The mercenary crossbowman next to him immediately turned around to remind them.

So they continued to move forward.

Although there was no real route guidance, they could only grope forward in the darkness by feeling.

But faintly.

Whether it was these civilians or bandits, or those mercenary crossbowmen.

They all had a feeling in their hearts.

As long as they continued to walk forward along this road, they would be able to find Lord Shen Mu's village!

Bandak was more sensitive to this special feeling, so he encouraged in a deep voice:

"Let's speed up, maybe we can see Lord Shen Mu's village if we go forward a little further."

Just as the team continued to move forward.

As the gray mist spread.

Faintly, strange sounds, sometimes present and sometimes absent, gradually appeared around them.

In that darkness filled with gray mist, they were getting closer and closer, more and more.

Even, it seemed like they were gradually surrounding them!

"Prepare for battle!"

Bandak couldn't care about lowering his voice at this time, he directly raised the heavy crossbow in his hand and issued a loud warning.

"Prepare for battle!"

Not only Bandak, but also the mercenary crossbowmen beside him, the 100 farmers and 30 bandits behind him, were now starting to move around in a chaotic manner, looking at the surrounding darkness, their faces becoming extremely solemn.

Because on the outermost perimeter, the farmers or bandits holding torches had clearly seen.

One by one, illuminated by the dim torchlight.

Their whole bodies were surrounded by gray mist.

Wobbling.

Limping.

Staggering.

Slowly walking out of the darkness, zombies with pale purple faces, or skeletons with only bones all over their bodies.

These dead corpses that should have been in the coffins in the graveyard were now appearing in front of them.

They were still moving, launching an attack on them!

"Shoot!"

Bandak raised the heavy crossbow in his hand and pulled the trigger on the spot.

The steel crossbow bolt shot out.

With a bang, it directly blew the head off a skeleton soldier wearing rotten armor, a rotten leather helmet on his head, bones all over his body, and only a faint blue soul fire flickering in his eyes!

'Bang bang bang bang!'

The sound of crossbows being fired one after another also appeared around them.

These mercenary crossbowmen also completed their accurate shooting at close range.

Accurately nailing steel or iron crossbow bolts into the foreheads of those low-level undead creatures, whether they were skeletons or zombies.

Using physical means to shatter the undead core in their minds.

Destroying their soul fire.

Allowing these undead creatures to return to the state of death they should have returned to.

"Hold on! We need to break through!"

But Bandak's face didn't show the slightest hint of rejoicing at this time.

On the contrary, it was becoming more and more solemn.

He directly hung the heavy crossbow that had been fired once on the hook on his back, and now he directly drew out the nail-studded club in his hand, raised the rawhide round shield on his left arm, and began to plan for close combat.

"Prepare to break through!"

Those mercenary crossbowmen were also putting away their crossbows at this time, taking out their fighting hoes and old round shields.

They were all ready for close combat!

Including the 100 civilians holding pitchforks or wooden sticks behind them, and the 30 bandits, seven or eight of them working together, carrying a ballista.

At this time, they all took out their own melee weapons and followed behind the mercenary crossbowmen, charging forward.

Breaking through requires speed.

And it requires timing.

Now, it was clear that those terrifying undead monsters around them had not completely surrounded them.

They had to use this opportunity to rush towards the direction indicated by the sixth sense that all of these people had faintly in their hearts, the location of Lord Shen Mu's village!

Perhaps this was the only way to have a chance of survival!

Moreover, they also discovered.

Although these so-called undead monsters did look frightening.

But their actual combat power…

Seemed a bit weak!

No, it wasn't a bit weak.

But as long as these farmers holding pitchforks and wooden sticks dared to muster up the courage to use the weapons in their hands to swing at those zombies or skeletons, they could easily knock them down!

The movements of these undead monsters were clumsy and slow, not comparable to these human races at all.

Now, as Bandak and the mercenary crossbowmen charged in front.

The bandits and farmers behind them followed closely.

After running for about a hundred meters.

They had faintly seen.

Ahead, there seemed to be a huge city wall!

And a gap of about 5 meters wide in the city wall.

And right in that gap.

A knight wearing bright silver armor and riding a white horse was roaring out, followed by 10 Swadian heavy cavalry!

"Mr. Bandak." A smiling voice came from over there, "And everyone, welcome to my village."

It was Shen Mu himself, personally riding the Holy Tree Steed and leading the Swadian heavy cavalry to meet them!