Chapter 42, Endless Rain of Arrows Attacks

Kiel also had work here. He helped Knight Rumi convey the Baron's requirements to the captains of the various militia squads. He first informed them of the outcome of the second test, and emphasized that the third test would be the final decision. The key to victory or defeat.

Although the outcome of the competition is not very important to the entire army, the mental outcome is still important to the status of the soldiers. No one wants their side to lose in the competition. If they lose, it will be a big blow to morale.

Especially the personal prestige of the Crow knights among the soldiers.

So when Kiel conveyed the Baron's requirements one by one, the militiamen in each team swore to wait and execute the order perfectly.

Then groups of militiamen went to the logistics vehicle and each received two bags of crossbow arrows under the watchful eyes of the soldiers at the checkpoint. Then line up and stand in the open space outside the level.

Knight Crow and Knight Ika were already standing on the river bank with their backs to the Angry River.

Neither of them were riding horses this time, just standing alone on the ground. There was only one meter between the two people, which was considered very close. Across the open space of a hundred meters, at least twenty teams of militiamen were already standing neatly on the flat open space.

The people and businessmen who were watching gathered in the open space near the checkpoint, waiting to watch the show.

The method of the competition has been spread, and people are arguing about which of the two knights will be unable to withstand such a cruel attack first and lose. Some people think that the method was proposed by the Kendal people, so the Crow Knights must already have a reliable method to win.

But some people felt that based on Knight Ika's ability in the previous competition, these mere crossbow arrows might not be able to do anything to him. In the end, the two of them will probably be tied.

Moreover, this will not damage the atmosphere and friendship, and it will not develop into an ugly situation later on.

Naturally, some people think this statement is nonsense. Why can't the knights win if they can win? It’s not about doing business, it’s also about having good interpersonal relationships.

People from Kendall rarely come here, so naturally there is no need to give any face to Angry Nanguan. The only way to win is to draw.

Besides, everyone present is not blind. Who wins and who loses can be known at a glance.

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At a distance of one hundred meters, this was basically a probability shot for the militiamen who did not practice shooting all year round.

That is to say, the effective range of the crossbow in hand is included in this distance, but it is basically impossible to hit something accurately.

Not only is the empty river bank affected by the river wind that affects the flight of crossbows, but also because the weapons of the militiamen themselves are not manufactured for long-distance accurate shooting.

If the militiamen can roughly maintain shooting accuracy within a short range of fifty meters, but if the shooting distance is doubled, then basically nothing can be done.

The strength of each crossbow arm is different, the tightness of the crossbow string, the respective weight of the crossbow arrows, the accuracy of the crossbow machine, the stability of each militiaman's arm, and so on. The mixture of these factors basically results in different shooting results for each militia.

Among the militiamen lined up, many militiamen looked at the Crow knight standing opposite and felt uneasy. They were afraid that the weapons in their hands would really hurt Knight Crow. Firstly, the opponent's status was far above them, and they were afraid that the other party would be angry. Secondly, their skills were taught by Knight Crow at the top of his lungs. Of course, I don’t dare to do it logically.

But the order was given by the knights, and they could not refuse.

In such an uneasy state, the militiamen, from the team leader down to every ordinary militiaman, nervously packed up the crossbows they were holding tightly in their hands, as well as the two bags of crossbow bolts they had just received.

Their appearance made the surrounding people and businessmen who were onlookers see clearly, and felt that although the Kendal people from the north were well-armed and equipped, the level of the soldiers did not seem to be very high.

At least the merchant's thugs and guards thought there was nothing wrong with just shooting arrows at the knights, especially since such an opportunity would not normally come about. If it were them, then they would fly into the sky unhappily at this time!

The merchants' last bet was about to be closed. At this time, the Kendall merchant, who had just made a huge profit in the second game, was shouting to the onlookers to place their bets quickly. It would be too late.

Although Crow Knight's comeback in the second competition revealed his level, most locals still emotionally chose Ika Knight to win, especially since they heard that the wind expert controlled by Ika Knight was flying in the air. Crossbow arrows, this competition has the upper hand.

The merchants traveling between the North and South Passes were more cautious. They gathered together and repeatedly debated the merits of the two knights, from armor to strength, from special abilities to age, from family background to experience. They discussed repeatedly, and many people made up their minds to invest their spare money in the party they liked.

Of course, Kendall's merchants still put a lot of money into Knight Crow this time.

They had no choice, and certainly didn't want to.

The bet is a trivial matter, the key is to support Knight Crow and Baron Kendall behind it.

When traveling far away, they naturally know who to rely on. Even if the Crow Knights lose this time, they will still support the Kendall people.

After passing the customs duty, this will be paid honestly. Because they believed that even if they paid the money, Baron Kendall would definitely compensate them during the subsequent journey.

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On the other side, there are two knights with their backs to the river bank.

Knight Crow put his hands on his hips, spread his legs, and planted his feet firmly on the soft ground.

The strong and thick helmet has been put on the head, and the visor is put down again. No one can tell what Knight Crow's mood is at this time. But from the way he stood on the ground so calmly, everyone who saw him felt that this rock-like man must be well prepared for the upcoming competition.

On the other hand, the young Ika knight was twisting the huge metal war hammer from left to right, and the heavy hammer head landed on the ground. After repeated twisting, the grass on the ground had been pressed into grass juice, and a pungent smell of grass juice spread. out.

Not only that, the forefoot of Knight Ika's right foot unconsciously arched one after another on the ground, and the turf was shoveled away, revealing the soft soil underneath.

The usual and more urgent breathing came from under his steel armor faceplate. As his head twisted, he saw the extremely comfortable Knight Crow, and he still said the words he had accumulated.

"Don't think that your thick armor will help you in the upcoming competition. Just like the previous competition, whether you can win or not depends on some unique skills!"

Knight Crow's chuckle came from under his thick visor: "Really? So, do you think the ability I just showed can be put to use later? If you admit defeat now, you have only lost half the battle." , but by the time the competition officially begins, it will be too late!”

"The Ika family never admit defeat."

"I hope you'll still be so stubborn after a while."

After a pause, Knight Crow's words rang out again: "You know? In modern warfare, the response to knights' high-speed impact on swarms of soldiers has always been a major research topic in various kingdoms. I guess you, who comes from the knight heritage family, didn't listen much. Did you say such a thing?"

Knight Ika didn't respond, but his slightly twisted helmet still conveyed his curiosity.

He knows very well what his own strength is.

He had long wondered about the existence of his vulnerable soldiers. Obviously we already have ourselves who are a hundred times stronger than soldiers, so why do we still need to prepare these soldiers in various places? We still have to spend a lot of money on these useless things every year in salary and material consumption.

If you have that energy, you might as well train more knights.

But since he came to Nuangan Pass as a garrison knight, he realized that his own energy was limited. Although his combat effectiveness was a hundred times that of ordinary soldiers, when it came to doing things, he could not handle a hundred things a hundred times.

Keep checkpoints open, assist tax officials to collect customs duties from merchants, cook, feed horses, maintain checkpoint facilities, and even maintain security outside checkpoints, coordinate businessmen who quarrel, invest in local businessmen to open hotels and racecourses, etc.

These personal experiences answered some of his early doubts, but when it came to combat, his doubts still troubled him.

"In close combat, knights with thick armor and heavy horses have too great an advantage. Soldiers cannot use ordinary means to stop the knights anyway. So some people proposed to resist the knights' attacks from a long distance, using bows, arrows, crossbows, spears, stones and other attacks. Technique. Finally, after actual combat testing, it was found that the crossbow bolts fired by the crossbow are relatively effective."

Knight Crow pointed at the steel armor on Knight Ika: "Your armor looks thick enough, far beyond the heaviest armor that ordinary people can afford. But in fact, in the knight's armor, your armor , It’s just a ‘light’ armor. Haha, don’t stare at me, just tell the truth.”

Knight Crow glanced up and down at Knight Ika's armor, and then said in Knight Ika's particularly unhappy tone: "Look, the total weight does not exceed one hundred kilograms, and the thickest part is only the thickness of a woman's little finger. .Although it can withstand all ordinary people's weapons, for monsters and warcraft, your armor is just a little tricky. It is slim and powerful, bright and beautiful, and can deal with all ordinary people's weapons, plus some special ones. Even small tricks can deal with the same knights."

"Baba, family knights. They are just guys who cling to power. They claim to be superior. Wait a minute, and I will let you see if ordinary people can make you feel uncomfortable."

"you!"

Knight Ika was about to say something in retort, but as soon as he uttered a word, another knight named Rumi shouted from the Kendall soldiers in the distance.

"Lions, one team alone, prepare the bows and crossbows, cock them, nock the arrows, aim, and release!"

As soon as the words were released, Knight Ika felt his whole body tense up, and a slightly uncomfortable sting came from the direction of the small group of soldiers. It was the feeling that instinct gave him.

Be careful.

He subconsciously turned the metal war hammer in his hand and raised it, covering his head with the huge metal hammer head.

Then there were two dinging sounds on the body.

It didn't hurt, but the area where the force was applied still gave his body a squeezing feeling.

On the other side, Knight Crow also heard three crisp sounds. But unlike the Ika Knight, the crossbow bolt that hit him flew away with a spin in the impact.

The knight stood firmly on the ground, not shaking or moving, as if nothing happened.

"Young man, how do you feel?"

“Not even a mosquito bite!”

"Ha, you're tough."

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"Lions, continuous free fire."

Knight Rumi gave the order, and a small team that was called then continued to string the crossbows in their hands to launch the attack. To be honest, when they saw that the crossbow arrows they shot actually hit the two knights, they shuddered all over, but then nothing happened, and Knight Rumi ordered them to continue. Launching an attack, this group of militiamen looked at each other and then started to move excitedly.

This opportunity never existed before, so we can’t let it pass by.

That's not even a good ejaculation.

Sir, don't blame us, it was Knight Rumi who ordered the attack.

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The onlookers and merchants all exclaimed in surprise when they saw Kendall's small group of soldiers firing neatly. The sound of the crossbow strings firing neatly, as well as the elongated whoosh of the crossbow arrows, the sound of flying through the air, You can clearly feel the power contained in it.

But then, the crossbow arrows that flew through the air only made five ding-ding-ding-ding-ding sounds on the two knights, and nothing happened.

But it suddenly made some people feel relieved.

But the caravan guards who had dealt with crossbows looked a little confused. Unexpectedly, the weapons they usually trusted had no effect on the knights.

Then the people cheered, and they didn't know what they were cheering for.

Knight Rumi looked at the situation around him, smiled slightly, nodded towards Baron Kendall and Mr. Portoris as the representative of the level, and then shouted: "Team Deer, get ready."

Another group of militiamen raised the crossbows they had prepared.

"Fire one salvo, then free fire, let go!"

After saying that, Knight Rumi waved his hand, and the militiamen of the Deer Team fired the crossbows neatly. There was a neat snap, and ten crossbow arrows merged into a whoosh and shot towards the two knights who had already aimed.

Knight Rumi stood there, looking at the two knights, assessing the effect.

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"here we go again."

Knight Ika muttered and shrank slightly. Then he was hit by four crossbow arrows, and the metal hammer head was also hit. He couldn't help but turn the hammer head over and take a closer look to see if there were any scratches left by the crossbow arrows. mark.

Fortunately, it just left a white spot.

His body was only slightly uncomfortable from the constant clanging sound of crossbow arrows.

Next to him, Knight Crow even held his chest with his hands and muttered boredly: "That Rumi, you have to come little by little. It's a waste of time and delays the march."

There were scattered jingles on his body, but the knight didn't take it seriously.

"Knight Crow, is this what you said makes me unhappy? If I just stay there and be shot with a crossbow, then I will really be unhappy."

"Hey, where are you? There are only two teams. Look, how many people are there on the other side? How many teams? You can enjoy it later."

Knight Crow responded lightly to Knight Ika's provocation.

Knight Ika suddenly realized something, and he looked at the opposite side. A simple count made his scalp numb. There were at least forty squads of soldiers gathered on the opposite side, and people were lining up to join them.

He remembered the recorded information that Portoris gave him just now. The Kendall soldiers brought about five hundred people, and there were other more elite soldiers, but they did not wear weapons similar to crossbows.

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Knight Rumi walked among the militia ranks and issued orders one after another: "Badgers, fire one volley, then free fire."

"Wolves, fire one salvo, then free fire."

"Team Jackrabbits, fire one salvo, then free fire."

"Gryphons, fire one salvo, then free fire."

"Dog team, fire one salvo, then free fire."

"Crows, one salvo, then free fire."

"Giant Wolves, fire one salvo, then free fire."

"Falcons, one salvo, then free fire."

"Team Poisonous Spider, fire one round, then free fire."

"Goose Team, fire one salvo, then free fire."

As the Knights of Rumi issued orders one by one, more crossbows were fired by the militiamen.

At the beginning, the onlookers could still enjoy the fun, but as the number of militiamen who began to attack increased, no one could laugh anymore.

The continuous crossbow arrows were released like a summer rainstorm, flying over a hundred meters without mercy, and shot towards the two knights together.

Not only were the people frightened and speechless, but even the Ika knight felt something was wrong at this time.

The jingling sounds on his body continued, and he didn't even dare to take away the metal hammer head in front of the helmet's visor, for fear that such a dense crossbow bolt would penetrate through the eye sockets of the visor and injure him.

But just like that, the continuous blows on his body made him feel extremely uncomfortable. The armor on his chest was hit by continuous crossbow bolts, which even affected his normal breathing. Everywhere on my body hurts terribly.

During the continuous shooting, his metal belt had been hit by multiple crossbow arrows, the connection was broken, and it fell directly to the ground. The gorgeous armor was now facing the side of the soldier facing the arrow. All the decorations on the surface had been shattered. Even the armor itself had been polished like a stone wheel for polishing a sword, revealing the metal body underneath, and all the tops. It's a scratch.

Not only that, sporadic crossbow arrows scratched the upper part of the helmet, and when they passed by, they also conveyed force and pulled his helmet back.

What Knight Ika didn't know was that he was no longer even where he was due to being hit by consecutive arrows.

His entire body had been pushed back a full meter on the ground by the crossbow arrow.

Knight Ika suddenly felt a sweet sensation in his throat. The blow to his body almost made him vomit a mouthful of blood?

"It can't be like this anymore." Seeing that the number of crossbow arrows shooting in this direction was still increasing and there was no end, he felt a little fear in his heart.