Start as Inherited Baroness

It took only a few minutes for Aire to complete the arrangement.

Then he raised his sword and shouted: "Attack! Kill!"

"Kill!" The soldiers immediately lined up and trotted over.

The jackals also shouted provocatively, waving their weapons.

There were all kinds of things, rusty swords, battle axes, maces, scimitars, etc., and even hoes for farming.

Simon rode on a horse and watched this scene under the escort of several heavy cavalry.

After a while, after the archers shot a round of arrows, the other soldiers entered the forest and fought with the jackals, and the sound of fighting came one after another.

However, the jackals just rushed in a disorderly manner, while the soldiers formed an array, and the front held large shields and spears, stabbing out in an orderly manner.

After a while, more than twenty jackals fell under the shields of the infantry.

At this time, Ai Lei roared and led his men to charge from the left wing, howling loudly and with amazing momentum.

However, this group of jackals was extremely ferocious, but they were not afraid at all, and rushed forward with strange cries.

The two sides soon collided, and Ai Lei aimed his two-handed sword at a sturdy jackal wearing leather armor and chopped it down on the head.

With a swish, like the sound of tearing silk, the jackal was chopped from head to tail by a sword, clean and neat, without any drag.

"Hahaha..."

Ai Lei laughed happily, and with another backhand chop, the head of a jackal was cut off.

"Run! Run!"

The other jackals were so scared that their livers and galls were broken, and they whimpered in their mouths, completely losing their ferocious appearance just now.

The morale of the guards was greatly boosted, and they chased after them like chopping melons and vegetables, knocking down seventeen or eighteen of them.

"Roar!"

A little further back in the front line, there was a jackal nearly two meters tall, wearing an old set of iron armor, with bloodthirsty eyes.

It glanced at Airey, growled, and rushed over with a battle axe, moving as lightly as an antelope.

Airey also spotted its figure at the first moment, and immediately held the sword in both hands, set up a posture, and made a move to rush.

But the next moment, an armor-piercing arrow suddenly flew over and accurately drilled into the jackal's neck.

The big guy fell to the ground immediately, hot blood gushed out of his mouth and nose, twitched for a moment, and stopped moving.

Airey looked in the direction of the arrow, howled in dissatisfaction, and then went to chase and kill other jackals.

It was Sarit next to Simon who shot the arrow.

The jackal that was shot should be their leader. As soon as it died, the jackals in all directions began to collapse.

Seeing this, Simon also excitedly drew his sword and shouted, "Follow me!"

Then he rushed forward on horseback. He inherited good riding skills from his predecessor, so he ran quite steadily.

Several heavy cavalrymen and Sarit followed closely beside him.

After a while, they rushed into the woods.

This is not a tropical rainforest, so the space between the trees is relatively open, and there is no need to worry about the horses' legs being tripped by grass.

"Hey!" Simon chased behind a jackal, bent down and swung his sword, cutting a bloody gap on his back.

"Woo!~Woo!~"

The jackal fell to the ground immediately, making a wailing sound, just like a wild beast.

Simon briefly recalled the feeling of the sword cutting into the flesh, and then stared at another enemy, immediately squeezed the horse's belly and rushed over.

"Ah! Ah!" When he was about to rush over, the jackal also discovered the enemy and let out an incomprehensible roar in despair.

Simon showed no mercy and chopped off half of his hairy face with a sword.

After this chop, he did not look at the results of the battle, and continued to look for the next target...

He killed seven or eight gnolls in succession, and gradually enjoyed it, feeling a bit like hunting or fishing.

At this time, the gnolls had been completely defeated, and Simon led his men into the woods for several miles.

The number of enemy heads captured had already exceeded 100, but the gnolls fled quickly, and the remaining ones were a bit out of reach.

"Stop!" Simon looked around and shouted.

"Stop moving forward! Stop moving forward!" The heavy cavalry beside him immediately shouted loudly, acting as a loudspeaker.

Hearing this, the others stopped chasing and began to move closer to their own baron.

However, at this moment, a dog-headed man holding a staff suddenly emerged from a dense grass nest.

It raised its staff and pointed at Simon quickly. The next moment, several fist-sized fireballs rushed towards it at high speed.

"Ah!"

Simon only had time to scream in fear when he saw this, and all the fireballs hit him.

He felt a huge force coming and pushed him off his horse.

"Protect the Baron!"

Simon's guards were suddenly a little flustered. Several heavy cavalrymen turned over and dismounted to check on his condition.

In addition, some heavy infantry and light infantry also rushed over anxiously, holding shields to guard the periphery.

At the same time, a large number of dogs barked in the woods. At some point, the dog-headed people pressed forward.

"Don't panic! Organize a defense line! Team one and team two, move closer to me!

From the first team of disciples, form a tortoise shell formation! !

Sarrit! See how the Baron is doing!" Seeing this, Airey carried the big flag and shouted firmly.

"Damn! I'm fine! Organize a defense line!"

At this time, Simon had just half sat up with the help of several heavy cavalry guards. His mind was still a little confused, but he still shouted loudly.

Unexpectedly, in this battle, the kobold and the jackal wore the same pants.

And a wizard was actually born among the kobolds.

Fortunately, Simon was wearing knight's plate armor this time, otherwise he would have suffered at least a moderate injury. If he hadn't been wearing armor, he would have died on the spot.

When Airei heard Simon's shout, he felt certain in his heart. After a while, the somewhat panicked soldiers calmed down and arranged their formation.

As soon as they formed their formation, the kobolds rushed forward, and a fight broke out between the two sides, with blood and flesh flying everywhere.

However, the kobolds are still a bit weak after all, and the weapons they use are also poor. They generally fight hand-to-hand, and even cloth armor is rare.

It didn't take long for one or two hundred to be killed, and the remaining ones screamed and retreated deep into the woods.

"Sir! They retreated!" Upon seeing this, Sarit reported to Simon.

"Stop chasing us now and retreat from the forest. This time we underestimated the enemy a bit."

Simon said calmly, then stood up and looked around. He did not dare to get on his horse and let a few heavy infantrymen carry their legs and arms away.

The group quickly withdrew from the forest and arrived at the outpost.

Having such a small camp to live in made Simon feel at ease and his sense of security increased greatly.

"Take stock of the losses," he said softly.

"Yes!" Sarit responded and went immediately.

After a while, he came back and reported: "Sir, seven light infantrymen were injured, and one of them was seriously injured and was stabbed in the stomach.

But with the protection of chain armor, there is no danger of life.

Seventeen of the disciples were wounded and three died. In addition, six kobolds were captured. "

"Damn! Three of them died?? Oh my God!" Simon felt so distressed when he heard this. This kind of slave soldier has six golden eagles each.

However, when the two armies are fighting, there is no way anyone will die. No matter how careful you are, a flying ax from a tricky angle will kill you.

Unless you are wearing knight plate armor, this will provide some protection.