Mount & Blade: Wind of War

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!

The sound of breaking through the air continued to ring in his ears. Deka Murila would never have thought that he would have such a day.

As a first-class archer in the Centaur tribe, he was suppressed by the human archery offensive and could not raise his head.

Although, the arrows they used seemed to be somewhat different from those used by the Centaur archers.

"Lord Deka, a soldier on the top of the city found that there seemed to be a human army in the distant forest rushing towards the town, at least seven or eight hundred people, let's retreat!"

"... No, we can't retreat. We have obviously taken the mountain fortress. If we retreat, won't we all become a joke? Tell them to lower the city gate. There are not many human soldiers in the city. We will kill them all and defend the city wall. Even if there are thousands of humans outside, what does it matter? Once the army arrives, they will all die!"

He angrily scolded his deputy and issued an order at the same time.

Then, Deka Murila stood up, drew his sword and roared:

"Brothers of Murila, for the glory of the tribe!"

"For the tribe, for glory! The spirits of our ancestors are watching us, charge." Humans are not the only ones with civilization, ancestors, glory, and courage.

At least in this world, many races have a longer civilization heritage than humans.

Therefore, when Deka Murila drew his long sword and led the crowd to charge, the warriors of the Centaur tribe also roared and roared, unwilling to fall behind.

At this moment, Deka Murila was too dazzling, and naturally attracted Raymond's attention. In addition to his own lord, Raymond hated someone more prominent than him in his life, so he drew his bow and shot an arrow, and the crossbowmen around him immediately followed.

However, bang bang bang bang bang, Deka Murila's body spread with enlightened green light, whether it was arrows or crossbow arrows, all of them were like encountering iron plates, and were excluded from the fighting spirit protection.

These ancient magic races in the wilderness all retain extraordinary heritage. In the era of low magic, they can hide in the wilderness to preserve their power. Moreover, the magic power of the whole world is constantly rising, and the power of these ancient races is naturally increasing. This is the world's praise for them.

Deka Murila was originally an archery master, but he knew very well that at this time, a general who led the charge was far more important than an archer who could kill more enemies, so he abandoned his bow and held a knife, roaring and charging.

However, what blocked him at this moment was a thick shield array and a forest of sharp spears.

Just the momentum of the shield array standing there made Deka Murila have such a thought naturally:

"No, I can't break through!"

"If I hit it head-on, I'll die."

However, Deka Murila couldn't retreat at this moment. The subordinates behind him were roaring tribal glory and charging. If he retreated at this time, even if Deka Murila could survive this battle, there would be no future.

"Explode the fighting spirit, jump up and break through in the opposite direction."

With this thought, the fighting spirit around Deka Murila was shining again.

His huge body seemed to break through the constraints of the laws of physics for a while. He flew up with hundreds of pounds of weight, stepped on the wall next to him with his four hooves, and jumped directly to the back of the spear phalanx.

If he could complete this move, perhaps Deka Murila could really rely on his own combat power to break through the defense of the Shar shield and spear array in the opposite direction, and then rely on the centaurs' terrifying melee ability compared to ordinary human warriors to wantonly kill the Rhodok crossbowmen and complete the reversal.

The Rhodok crossbowmen are definitely the easiest low-level high-kill troops to form in the early stage, and they are even quite good in the later stage. If the equipment and level can keep up, the Rhodok high-level archers wear full body armor, attack and defense, use crossbows for long-range combat, and hammers for close combat, with a very high overall cost performance.

However, the second, third and fourth level Rhodok crossbowmen are still the same as most crossbowmen. They must not be approached, because close combat will be a one-sided massacre.

Deka Murila saw this point. As a commander, being able to have such a reaction speed actually shows that his quality is qualified.

Unfortunately, he encountered the future god-level hero this time: Fatis!

Deka Murila burst into fighting spirit and jumped high, but what he saw in mid-air was a middle-aged man wearing iron armor, with a full beard and vicissitudes of life.

At this moment, his adjutant shouted from behind: "Sir, the rotary machine is destroyed, we can't put down the iron door now!"

"It's over!"

This thought flashed through his mind, and what greeted Deka Murila's collision was a white-hot sword light that shot up into the sky.

This sword was too fierce, too fast, and too swift and sharp.

Unlike Deka Murila, who was spreading Dou Qi all over his body, most of Fatis' Dou Qi was concentrated on the long sword in his hand, and only a thin layer covered his body.

Deka Murila has been practicing Dou Qi since he was a child, and the length of time he has been exposed to extraordinary power may be dozens of times that of Fatis. However, many times, the accumulation of ordinary people is meaningless in front of some gifted monsters.

When, the swords collided.

After landing, advancing and retreating, four moves, and after four moves, the heart of the Centaur Commander was pierced directly by an iron sword that had been used for many years.

Deca Murilla noticed that even at the moment when the human being in front of him killed him, all that flashed in his eyes was compassion.

"Damn it, he tricked me again!"

Raymond also saw this battle from the roof. Seeing Fatis drawing his sword and scattering the remaining blood on the sword, his teeth began to itch with hatred.

Rhodes's Holy Light Qi Heart Technique was also taught to him. After all, it had been taught to Fatis and Kress so they could not favor one another. However, the effect of Raymond's Holy Light Qi Heart Technique was just like that of Rhodes. It was the same feeling before the encounter at the Temple of the Sun: useless, ineffective, and clueless.

If it's just that he can't understand it, that's it. Now that Fatis has cultivated to this level, how can Raymond be balanced in his heart?

Fortunately, everyone was busy fighting at this moment, and no one noticed Raymond's gnashing of teeth. Gradually, Raymond was able to transfer his spirit to the battlefield.

"There is also a divine blessing ceremony, and the master is getting closer to me. As long as I keep working hard and keep working hard, I will definitely be able to get close to or even surpass him!"

To this day, Raymond still clearly remembers that the master once personally said that he had the greatest potential among all the people at that time. He believed in his master's words and believed in himself.