Mount and Blade

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When Green woke up again, he was already in the tavern. He had been bandaged. Looking at Ali and the other five people on the opposite side, Green had already understood almost everything.

After the charge that day, he was knocked unconscious by the flying spears and flying axes before he could kill anyone. It should be the people who brought him back. A city thug died, but in such an era, it was unavoidable to lose one or two companions. War is so cruel to ordinary people while it is highly profitable.

After a simple two-day rest, he set out again to inspect the surrounding situation. According to the latest news from the Barkley Tavern, the militias and patrols in various villages in Barkley have been formed.

Every time he arrived in a village, he could always see those lightly armed soldiers riding ordinary old horses in twos and threes to form patrol teams, as well as small militia camps on standby at any time, with about a hundred militia troops.

Since the last battle, Barclay's troops have won a decisive victory and killed the leader of the three-finger leader, Prince Gordon. The last Vanskerry war leader, Esiko, is still on the run.

Although the remaining Vanskerry people were dispersed, some scattered larger Vanskerry people formed a looting team. It is not a problem to burn, kill and rob a small village. The problem is that it becomes difficult to gather these people together to kill after they are scattered. They always escape before the army arrives, and rob Barclay's caravan from time to time, causing a lot of economic losses.

I heard that two or three small teams have been eliminated by the militia and patrolling knights recently, but from the rumors nearby, it is still not very peaceful. People passing by die every day. Recently, the surrounding villagers dare not walk alone on the road to the city. They all rush together under the protection of the militia to go to the city to purchase what everyone in the village needs.

But today was obviously not a peaceful day. Several patrol soldiers and horses were covered in blood. The one in the middle was more seriously injured. His abdomen was pierced by a spear. He couldn't even move. Blood was oozing from the corner of his mouth. He seemed to be holding on and said something to the captain of the militia camp. He fell off the horse unconscious and fell to the ground.

The captain of the militia camp pushed the cavalryman on the ground with a nervous and worried expression. He sniffed and went to count the soldiers with a serious face. He called a few farmers to cover the light cavalryman with a white cloth and carry him away.

With the soldiers shouting in unison, the light cavalry scouts led the way, the militia in front and the archers in the back, and they set off in an orderly manner. They collected the light cavalry and scouts they met on the way, forming a new cavalry force. Seeing this, Green also led several of his men to follow not far away, ready to join the battlefield at any time. Because there were also volunteers joining in the surrounding area, the scouts did not care, and they all followed the team in twos and threes. Moreover, Green was not a stranger because of the recent events. The whole Barkley was rumored that a child captured the injured and fleeing Vanskerry war leader, which became a topic of conversation after dinner.

"Stop!" The leader of the militia battalion found something wrong. There were bloodstains in the surrounding bushes and snow. It seemed that several scouts were ambushed, which made the surrounding environment even weirder.

Green also became alert, because the snow nearby was not as smooth as it had just fallen. From the messy snow marks, it was estimated that there was a team of 20 to 30 people. Green led his men to retreat 20 to 30 meters into the flat snow.

"Be careful!"

With the loud shout of the militia leader, the militia walked in front and carefully observed the situation around them, and moved forward vigilantly.

"Huh?"

When they were about 40 meters away, a militiaman just felt that the texture under his feet was not right and wanted to check, and a long afterimage passed through the snow.

"Huh..."

A spear pierced his throat and stabbed straight into his brain. Blood overflowed from his nostrils and mouth. His eyes rolled back and he made meaningless sounds. He suffocated and died in pain, and he didn't even know what happened.

"Hehehe, it's a fresh skull, Vanskerry people, charge!!"

"Wow!!!!"

"For the glory of Vanskerry!!!!"

"Turn them all into beautiful bowls!! Hehehe..."

There were several people beside him who were also attacked. With a charge, dozens of burly Vanskerry warriors wearing rawhide jackets emerged from the snow around them, tearing the lamb-like militiamen into pieces. The scouts who were unable to react were also pulled off their horses and chopped into pieces with axes.

"Enemy attack!! Enemy attack!!"

The militiamen shouted in panic. The scene before them was something they had never seen before. Now that they were suddenly attacked, their morale fell to a low point.

"Don't panic!! There are only a few dozen people on the other side!! Think about your family behind you!!" The captain of the militia immediately shouted to call for low morale, trying to calm the fear emanating from the entire militia.

Under the call of the militia leader, the militiamen who had never seen blood did not flee directly, but resisted with their trembling legs and spears.

Green observed all this calmly. Fortunately, the place where the conflict occurred was far enough away. After careful observation, there were only about 30 people on the other side. Even if the militia was weak, it was not without a chance of winning.

Green carefully analyzed the battle situation and led a few of his men to go around the rear of the pirates.

The battle in front was stalemate, and the volunteers also joined in. There were more people but no advantage, and no one cared about the situation in the rear.

He went around fifty meters behind the pirates and ordered his men to line up in a row. As if he could sense Green's mood at the moment, the warhorse under his crotch kicked its hooves restlessly while holding the lance.

"Charge!"

"Kill!!!"

At Green's command, he rode out of the bushes without leaves, pointed his lance at the enemy in front of him, and his men also created an unstoppable momentum. Because of the obstruction of vision, it was unclear how many people there were, which gave the enemy an invisible pressure and encouraged the friendly forces.

"It's reinforcements!!!"

The militiamen, whose legs were trembling, suddenly became energetic. They thought that reinforcements had come. Instead of shrinking and not daring to step forward to be slaughtered one by one, they rushed forward and stabbed several Vanskerry people into hedgehogs, exerting their greatest strength that they could not normally exert.

"Squeak"

Green's blunt lance knocked a Vanskerry man out ten meters. It was estimated that his armor was deformed and he fell to the ground.

[Knocked out Vanskerry warrior Dai Bo, gained 252 experience points.]

The city thugs behind Green also rushed up from the bushes with sticks in their hands. Seeing this, the Vanskerry team hesitated a little. They suffered heavy losses under the beating of the militia and Green's team. It was too late for the remaining few to run away. They were shot and killed by the militia archers. It was a perfect victory for a group of rookies.