The scene where the cavalry rushed was filled with stumps and broken arms slashed by war knives. The crying and wailing generations are rolling everywhere, and within a few minutes they will die of blood loss.
Luke was riding on horseback, looking down at the white-haired old nobleman who fell on the ground. When he led the team to appear, the gang of remnants gathered to resist under their survival instinct. Especially this old guy, resisted to the end with so few morale-boosting spells.
It is precisely because of the fierce resistance that the on-site fighting is particularly cruel. In the face of a group of defeated soldiers, Luke led more than 20 guards to charge, and he was even killed and wounded.
At the moment when the two sides collided, the nobles fought back angrily. The light of the blade reflects the strength of courage, and the blood raised by the sword is splashed everywhere. Luke, who led the team, was chopped down by this old nobleman.
The old nobleman's white hair was splashed with a lot of blood, and he collapsed in the fight. Several cavalry guards wanted to chop off this head, but Luke stopped it. The latter approached immediately, lowered his head and glanced at his chest, then stared at the old nobleman who was lying on the ground waiting to die.
There was a deep knife mark on Luke's breastplate. If he hadn't seen the chance quickly, the knife would have hit his neck. The battlefield duel is so dangerous, the attack power far exceeds the defense. No matter how high the combat skills are, they dare not just resist.
"You are wearing the long-legged breastplate." The old nobleman gasped on the ground again and again. He stared at the pattern on Luke's breastplate and sneered. Not erased. If it weren't for this breastplate, I could cut you in half."
Luke lowered his head and glanced again. He was just a ranger from the Black Forest. He hadn't read any aristocratic heraldry. Zhou Qingfeng opened up the treasure house of the Long Legs family. He chose this beautifully patterned armor, which saved his life.
The old nobleman's sword fell not far away, and a guard picked it up and handed it to Luke. This is an enchanted cavalry knife with a gilt-gold handle and a cold light. The blade is extremely sharp. Luke was very satisfied after taking over, and kept it for his own use after reporting.
The old nobleman sneered at this, he untied the scabbard around his waist and threw it on the ground, "You untouchables have never seen such a good knife. This is what my grandfather left, who killed the devil back then.
Let me die by this knife, it also means that my family will end. After I die, my soul will not go to the kingdom of God, nor to the underworld. I will be attached to this sword, watching you gang of untouchables day and night, waiting for your destruction. "
This is how much hatred it is to give up the peace after death, and would rather be a sword soul to stay.
Luke didn't care, he just sneered and asked: "I heard that if the owner of the enchanted weapon voluntarily becomes the soul of the sword, it will become a curse that increases the power of the sword, and even has a special effect. Are you sure you want to?"
"That's right." The old nobleman shouted bitterly: "I volunteered to become Soul Blade, just to see how the next battle will develop.
You behead the stupid nobles of the North, I will only applaud. It is because of the ignorance and greed of those idiots that make you rise up.
If you are defeated and die one day, I will bite you back. Let you restless untouchables taste eternal pain and regret. how about it? Come and bet against me. "
The entanglement of the injustice, life and death.
Luke was very interested. He continued to ask: "In that case, I think you don't mind telling me who planned this botched raid behind your back? It is not ordinary people who gathered five or six hundred troops. It can be done."
The old noble was silent for a few seconds and whispered: "It's the Dorixin family in Dense Mist City. Their patriarch Johnson Dorixin sent someone to find us. We did intend to fight back, so we agreed to join forces."
"When did he find you?"
"Two days ago."
"What about others now?"
"I don't know, he ran away with a dozen children before you caught up. That guy must have found something and deliberately abandoned us. I bet they are now hiding in the dark, ready to attack again at any time."
The old nobleman fell to the ground with conviction. Just a few hundred meters away, the darkness formed by the cloak of shadow enveloped the team of the Duo Ruixing family. The secret method released by the second daughter Angelin monitors the chase scene.
Luke's team suddenly burst out of the surging fog and launched a surprise attack without hesitation. Twenty-odd cavalry were divided into three groups, waving their sabers like waves one after another.
There were more nobles who fled, but Hedgehog Jiyi Group failed to give full play to their numerical advantage. Although they exploded with the courage and will to fight for survival, they exploded a few bloody flowers every time they received a wave of shock.
After three waves of shock, the fugitive aristocrats were in a mess. The dozens of people fled to the four fields, only to end in a bleak chase by the cavalry. In the end, the old white-haired nobleman fell to the ground and was slapped after being questioned.
Johnson Dorixin in the shadows tightened his face for this. As the patriarch, he always hoped that his family could prosper. But after believing in the dark day, there was a fight in the family like a gu.
The strength of the survivors increased sharply, but the family population declined sharply.
With more than a dozen family heirs, Johnson felt that he was not bad. But in the chase that just ended, Coldwind City easily sent more than twenty knights to chase.
Although the level of these knights is very average, according to Zhou Qingfeng's standards, most of them are below level 3. But such a group of people who can carry out simple tactical cooperation under the command of veterans is already a team that cannot be underestimated in the North.
Obviously, this is not the team that Zhou Qingfeng cultivated himself, but the wandering adventurer he recruited. But it is also a skill to integrate these risk-takers of varying levels, at least with extraordinary financial resources.
"Father, shall we do it?" asked the eldest son Larry. "We are better than them. If you attack, you can kill at least half of the opponent's manpower."
In a battle, killing half of the enemy is an out-and-out victory. But Johnson, as the patriarch, shook his head directly, "Kill the other half, and you plan to die a few people."
The children are silent, naturally no one wants to die.
"Look at those adventurer knights, you can no longer regard Victor Hugo as the leader of a group of ordinary untouchables. The gang of nobles will also reveal our existence. This time the lure plan failed. Let's go."
Seeing his father retreating, Larry quickly reminded: "But then Victor Hugo will attack our city of dense fog. Are we going to abandon the mission of the dark day and return to the city?"
This is really a headache.
If you don't return to the city, your home will be occupied. Back to the city, Dark Sun's temper was not good.
Johnson thought about it distressedly, and could only say to the eldest son: "My lord doesn't know exactly what we are doing, let's release the arrest of Victor Hugo beforehand.
Larry, you go to Banshee fort and ask for help from the Phils family. Just say that we are willing to support Louis Fils as the king of the North, provided that he must send someone to save us.
The rest of the people come back to the city with me first. As long as we stay close to the city, we won’t believe Victor. What can Hugo do with us? After all, he seized Coldwind City entirely because of the stupidity of the Long-legged family. We would not be foolish to let him into the city. "
More than a dozen family heirs thought about it carefully, and felt that what the patriarch said was reasonable-how can a siege be so easy to fight? Dense Mist City can draw more than one thousand troops, and at least two to three thousand to drive out slaves.
Coldwind City is more than 100 kilometers away from Dense Mist City. How many people can Victor Hugo bring to attack the city? The more you bring, the greater the consumption. As long as the Dorixin family can hold on for a week, the barbarians in the Black Forest can starve to death.
Yeah..., let's defend well first.