Warlord: King of All Clans

Harold also had a lot of information. Although there were 1,500 people in Hekou Town, most of them were the elderly, the weak, women and children, and there were only less than 700 young and strong people.

Except for fifty elite River Bay infantrymen and fifty wild folk hunters, the rest were newly recruited refugees.

The current force of 200 people is a militia group trained by Hekou Town using refugees.

They conduct drills every three days and field training every week.

Just like this time, we walked along the World Tree Avenue for a day, relying on numbers to drive away the beasts and aliens lurking on both sides of the avenue, without the need for real fighting.

In Harold's opinion, such training is useless, and the soldiers' combat effectiveness is obtained from actual combat.

They are just a group of militiamen who have never seen blood. They were refugees two months ago.

According to past experience, they only need to charge forward, kill some of them, and the rest will flee without a fight.

The weapons and armor of the militiamen became his trophies.

In the past, he was outnumbered and did not dare to attack a militia of 200 people, but now, he has more than 300 people under his command, and more than half of them are old bandits!

Not only did several of his bandit leaders ride horses and wear iron armor, but half of the remaining bandits also had leather armor, weapons, and shields.

The remaining half, mostly newly joined refugees, some had iron weapons, while others carried wooden spears and sticks.

But they have all seen blood, killed people, and are willing to risk their lives to survive.

Thinking of this, Harold showed a greedy and cruel smile.

He didn't hesitate any longer and shouted, "Charge! Kill them all!"

After defeating this militia and seizing their weapons, he would have the confidence to challenge the lord of Hekou Town!

By then, whether it is a feint attack or negotiation to collect money, it will be much better than the current situation.

As soon as the bandit group appeared from the opposite side of the World Tree Avenue, the Hekou Town militia quickly gathered and formed a shield formation and crossbow position.

One hundred sword and shield militiamen quickly formed a fish-scale shield wall and blocked the front.

One hundred crossbowmen were dispersed to the two wings of the militia shield formation. They held the square tower shields upright in front of them, strung the crossbows, and aimed above the tower shields.

However, facing a huge bandit group of 300 people, the shield formation of 100 people still seemed a little thin.

The militia crossbow of Hekou Town was not made up to standard in workmanship, so its poundage reached the level of a heavy crossbow, but its actual power was only at the level of a light crossbow.

These foot-operated crossbows, modeled after the boarman's crossbows and military crossbows, were handmade by low-level craftsmen in the river bay, and they could not penetrate the wooden shields in the hands of the bandits.

Only a few crossbow arrows passed through the gaps in the wooden shields and hit the bandits behind them.

The bandits in the front row rushed forward madly with wooden shields, and only lost a dozen people before they approached the militia's shield formation.

Ivan, who was in charge of the command, stood behind the militia's shield formation, his expression and temperament were exactly the same as Leo's.

He shouted "Hold on! Hold on!" and without hesitation whipped the retreating sword and shield militia on the back with the whip in his hand.

In pain, due to tension and fear, the militiamen who had retreated subconsciously finally came to their senses and raised their shields steadily again.

Ivan hit several people in a row before he stabilized the shield formation, and drew out his steel sword, ready to kill the next retreating militiaman to establish his authority.

Leo has a saying that deeply touched his heart: In war, it does not matter which side kills more, but which side collapses faster!

In the cold weapon era, apart from the battlefield commanders, the lower-level soldiers on the battlefield had no idea of ​​the overall casualties.

Most of the soldiers were killing each other until the other side started to turn around and run away, so they won.

Or during the fight, your comrades get separated or run away, and you either die or are forced to escape, so you lose.

If there is no battlefield commander to monitor the battle situation, kill the fleeing soldiers in time, and send reserve troops to plug the gap of collapse, defeat will come in an instant.

The bandits rushed to a distance of thirty meters. The sword and shield militia in the back row had already raised their heavy javelins, but Ivan remained indifferent.

Although he is young, he is also a veteran of the battlefield. He is no longer the little militiaman who would be so nervous that he would sweat when facing the charge of the kobolds.

Just then, there was a noise coming from the woods nearby, and another team of sword and shield militia rushed out and formed up on the flank of the bandits.

They were also accompanied by a large group of militia crossbowmen, who fired indiscriminately at the bandits who were caught off guard.

Because they appeared from the flank, the bandits' shields could not block them, and the first wave of arrows caused heavy casualties!

The bandit group suddenly fell into chaos. Some of them held shields to block the flanks, some continued to rush forward, and some hesitated, and the speed of the charge suddenly slowed down.

Ivan, who was standing behind the militia's shield formation, saw this and immediately shouted, "Ready your javelin!"

"cast!"

"Javelin ready!"

"cast!"

The bandits' wooden shields could easily block crossbow arrows, but they could not stop a three-kilogram javelin thrown at close range.

Some of the poorly made, thin wooden shields, without a single nail on them, shattered under a single heavy javelin strike.

The owner of the wooden shield followed closely behind and was pierced through by another javelin, dying beyond all possibility of death.

After two rounds of heavy javelins, the bandits in front of the militia's shield formation lay on the ground.

Some of the bandits rushed in too fast and almost touched the militia's shields, but were shot in the face and their brains splattered all over their companions.

Many bandits also had projectile weapons, but these crudely made bows and arrows, and harpoons were rarely able to penetrate the militia's 15-kilogram double-layer thick wooden round shields, let alone break the shields.

The bloodbath caused by javelins weakened the bravery of the bandits, while the difference in equipment boosted the morale of the militia.

The militia regiment that rushed out of the dense forest was commanded by Basalov. This strong man who had served in the army as a squad leader when he was young not only had good martial arts, but also had basic command capabilities.

He timed his charge with the second militia group very accurately, blocking the bandit group from advancing or retreating.

At his command, this team of sword and shield militia also threw the heavy javelins in their hands.

This wave of javelins caused greater damage, as most of them flew over the bandits' thin shield formation from the flanks and directly into the crowd without shield protection.

A large number of bandits were stabbed through the body and lay on the ground howling, twitching, and grabbing their companions' ankles for help.

But after being hit by a three-kilogram heavy javelin, I was lucky not to die immediately.

He wailed a few times before dying, which was really just adding drama to his own life. His companions didn't want to pay any attention to him at all.

Due to the huge casualties, some bandits immediately left the team and fled.

Harold, who was in charge of supervising the battle, raised his scimitar and chopped down three bandits who turned around and fled, shouting angrily, "Charge! Charge!"

He is not a novice on the battlefield. The performance of these militiamen is unexpected, but that does not mean they are invincible.

As long as one wave breaks through the shield formation and engages in a melee with the militia, the bandits with skilled combat skills can beat two at a time!

Driven by his and several bandit leaders' angry shouts, the main force of the bandit group finally collided with the militia's shield formation.