Village Building Order Frenzy

Under the deterrence of force by the two Sarleon knights, the villagers had no room to refuse, so 50 farmers were conscripted and left the village like prisoners. If they are lucky, as long as the war is over, they will There will also be opportunities to return home.

Zhang Yang brought his knife and long wooden stick, and the Saryon knights who were in charge of leading the team didn't care about these details. They just stayed in front of the team to prevent deserters from appearing.

It is said that the equipment and weapons of the recruits can only be distributed after going to Paine Town. At that time, they will all be transferred to Sarion recruits.

Zhang Yang couldn't help looking forward to it.

The road is difficult. Payne Town is in the southwest of Marion City, about 100 miles away, and only 15 miles away from Hadley Village where Zhang Yang is located.

These are all he heard during this period, because the farmers in Hadley Village most often go to the small town of Payne, at least half of the farmers in the village are tenants and serfs of Baron Charles, and the small town of Payne It is the fief of Baron Charles.

Therefore, even when the war broke out, the clerk still had the guts to recruit recruits with only two Sarion knights. The front line of the Daxia people's war, the small town of Paine is really in the rear, a safe zone.

After all, the kingdom of Sarion was thousands of miles deep, and the Daxia people didn't have four legs—well, they seemed to have six legs.

When thinking of this question, Zhang Yang couldn't help but feel a shudder on his back. The Daxia people are natural looters, just like the Mongolian cavalry, coming and going like the wind——

Before the thought came to an end, a loud sound of horseshoes came from a distance, not many in number, but scary.

"Assemble, hurry up!"

"Get ready to fight, it's a Jatu!"

The cries of the Sarion knight's subordinate in front were like the screams of a severed white goose, mixed with the cries of the clerk.

All the newly recruited recruits have bombed the camp, and the formation is over? How to end, I will get married!

Behind the sparse forest in the distance, more than a dozen cavalrymen have already appeared. They are like fish swimming in the deep sea. Their horses galloped with great speed.

"Four Jatu Lancers, six Jatu nomads, two Jatu Raiders, I'll do it!"

In Zhang Yang's eyes at this time, the names and numbers of the enemies have automatically floated up. This is the benefit given to him by the rogue system. As long as the enemies enter the clear field of vision, specific data can be given.

"It's definitely impossible to fight, but the half-deep grass in the wild may be able to hide, if the talent of the cousin of the blood sacrifice is still there."

Zhang Yang thought quickly, while observing the Jatu people's offensive intentions, while observing the only two Sarion knights on his side, he was helpless to say it. Why did Jatu come running instead of the enemy in the rear of the war? people?

"Joseph, rush over, must rush over!"

The knight entourage who was at the back rushed up and yelled at the knight squire who seemed to be in a mess in front, "We must pass the news to the baron. As for these recruits, they should be able to hold us back for a while. There is no escape."

"What should I do? What should I do? Ron, Joseph, take me, please!"

The official yelled in despair.

But the two Sarion knight followers ignored them at all, they each took out their lances and charged towards the Jatu people who were less than 600 meters away.

Their choice was undoubtedly correct, because in Zhang Yang's field of vision, the Jatu Lancers' cavalry level was as high as level 7, and their horses were so fast, how could they escape?

At this time, the four Jatu Lancers on the opposite side also picked up their lances and rushed over in a straight line, while the six Jatu attackers spread out from both wings, each took off their bows and arrows, and was ready to harass at any time. It's hard to hit a target while moving.

At this time, Zhang Yang naturally fled in the same direction as the other recruits. The only difference was that he didn't panic. He was paying attention to the surrounding environment while observing the battle situation behind.

Soon, he pretended to fall, threw himself into the grass, rolled, and got into a small ditch only half a meter deep, which was the trace left by the upstream flood.

Zhang Yang immediately raised his waist and ran wildly downstream along the ditch. After a distance of about tens of meters, as the terrain gradually became lower, the depth of the ditch really expanded.

Zhang Yang is overjoyed, this is common sense, even if there is only a small slope on the ground, as long as the torrential rain is strong enough and the water flow formed is strong enough, then a huge trench can be opened on the seemingly flat ground.

He couldn't escape those Jatu people in this battle, and he didn't think he could survive as long as he outrun all his companions, so finding a suitable terrain to hide was the most important thing.

He couldn't care less about the results of the battle in the distance. He could already hear the sound of horseshoes from behind him. His time was running out.

In just half a minute, Zhang Yang bent down and rushed out hundreds of meters. The ditch here was already one meter deep, and potholes with various arcs were formed on both sides.

But he couldn't care less, and lay down directly, with his body on his side, trying to get as close to the hole on the left side of the ditch as possible, so that the Jatu people could not see him when they rode their horses across the ditch.

This is for sure, those Jatu people will not let go of such a small ditch, but since there are dozens of targets ahead, it is estimated that they will not stop to search carefully.

The next moment, as expected, those Jatu people jumped over the ditch with ease.

"One, two, three..."

Zhang Yang calculated silently in his heart. In just half a minute, a total of eight Jatu people crossed the ditch to pursue, but the other four Jatu people did not rush over, and they could not hear the sound of their horseshoes.

"It's a gamble."

Zhang Yang gritted his teeth. Those fleeing recruits would not run for long. As long as they were caught up, they would be killed or captured. He couldn't expect Jiatu to retreat with satisfaction.

"Whoosh!"

Zhang Yang jumped up and continued to sprint down the ditch. At this time, the ditch was getting deeper and closer to two meters, but what made him desperate was that the front suddenly opened up——

Why, this is unreasonable!

Zhang Yang was very confused.

"Tap Tat Tat!"

There was a sound of horseshoes, not in a hurry, just like traveling in mountains and rivers, and then a Jatu nomad appeared in Zhang Yang's sight.

Spicy next door!

What bad things did I do in my previous life?

Zhang Yang was devastated with grief and indignation, while the Jatu nomad opposite him opened his mouth wide and smiled brightly.

Yes, both sides are recruits, Jatu nomads are the most basic unit of Jatu troops.

The Sarion recruits are also the most basic unit of the Sarion Kingdom's arms.

However, that bastard has a horse!

Although he was only wearing a patched leather robe, that bastard had a knife.

Swish!

The shining scimitar came out of its sheath, and the opponent rode his horse towards him skillfully.

The distance between the two sides is less than 40 meters.

Zhang Yang turned around and ran very cowardly, not running back, but running up the slope on one side of the ditch, but the soil on the slope was soft, and he fell off after climbing halfway. The only harvest was two balls soil.

The sound of horse hoofs was already behind him, Zhang Yang turned around sharply, and threw out two handfuls of dirt, one aimed at the Nagatu nomads and the other at the war horse, at the same time, he leaned to the side to avoid a knife Chopping, at the moment when the war horse neighed and the Nagatu nomads cursed, he quickly stretched out his left hand, followed the direction of the exit of the stirrup, grabbed the opponent's left leg, and slammed down!

At the moment when the Nagatu nomad fell to the ground, Zhang Yang pulled out his knife, and a hungry tiger pounced on it. The knife in his hand was inserted into the back of the opponent with incomparable precision. At the same time, he let go, stepped forward to strangle the opponent's neck, and slammed upwards. pull.

"Crackling!"

A few seconds later, Zhang Yang stood up panting heavily. Thanks to him being an old driver with a lot of combat experience, otherwise he would have really overturned this time.

And killing a Jatu nomad, since the other party started at level 10, Zhang Yang also rose to a level at this time, gaining one attribute point, one skill point, and 10 points of weapon proficiency.

After hesitating for a second, Zhang Yang looked at the horse parked more than ten meters away, and in an instant, a line of information appeared.

"Grassland horse hunting, protection 20, speed 40, manipulation 36, charge 17, life 130, driving requirements, riding skill level 2."

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"Mother, it's done!"

Zhang Yang first added a little intelligence to himself, and instantly gained an additional skill point (Note: game setting)

So far he has two skill points, find out the riding skill options in the attribute column, click all of them, and reach level 2 riding.

However, Zhang Yang himself didn't feel anything, and there was no knowledge of riding in his mind, which made him quite entangled, but at this time, riding a tiger was difficult, so he could only throw away the long wooden stick, and quickly picked up the Nagatu nomads all clean.

To tell the truth, even the lowest nomad is richer than this farmer.

"Shhhhh."

Then, Zhang Yang made a certain sound, tentatively approaching the prairie hunter, and the moment his right hand unconsciously grasped the bit, his body felt like an electric shock, and there was a kind of awakening in the depths of his blood. Something is waking up.

Turning over and jumping on the horse's back, the feeling was even stronger, and he didn't even need to think about how to control it in his mind, the body was already completed.

"drive!"

The horse's belly is clamped, the wind is blowing, the ground is flying back, the rhythmic horseshoes are galloping, and the body responds involuntarily, as if walking against the wind, it's so cool!

After a while, Zhang Yang took a sip, his face full of disdain.

I'm a man who used to control the sword for nine days, please don't drop the price like this, please?