Seeing the gun-shield array placed at the entrance of the castle, Old John felt extremely headache.
This dense formation is most suitable for defending places with narrow terrain. Very few people can get through at once, and the opponent has a large square shield, which is almost unaffected by long-range bow and arrow shooting.
"Shit!" Old John cursed in an extremely indecent manner: "Rush up and kill them."
In this case, the only option is to force it.
The shield soldiers of Delbon City immediately raised their shields and stepped forward. They walked side by side, covering themselves and their comrades.
A detachment of spearmen followed them.
It's not that they don't want to get more people, but the entrance to the castle is not wide, and only four people can walk side by side at the same time.
Four shield soldiers walked over with heavy steps. They wore heavy helmets and held iron shields.
As for the Beggar Army, the soldiers carried large square wooden shields and wore light leather armor... There was no way around it. Even though Hawke and the others had expected what would happen today, they had prepared in advance, but there was still nothing. Get enough weapons and armor.
It is quite remarkable that they can make hundreds of iron spears by themselves in such a short period of time.
The expressions of the soldiers in the shield and gun array were a little heavy. If the opponent's shield soldiers came over like this, as long as there was a stalemate for a period of time, the beggar army would definitely suffer.
In such a narrow encounter, it all depends on who has higher morale, bravery, and better equipment. The equipment of the beggar army is too poor.
Although the gun shield array is difficult to capture, there are several times more people on our side and better equipment. Old John feels that if we spend some time, we can always wipe out these rebels.
But when he was thinking this, Link, who had been staying behind the shield-gun formation, suddenly moved.
He jumped up suddenly, jumped over the phalanx, and smashed directly into the enemy's phalanx.
The violent shock wave knocked everyone around him away. He smiled sweetly, and then grabbed the giant sword in his hand with himself as the center of the circle.
One lap, two laps, three laps, flying sand and rocks.
The giant sword did not open, and wherever it passed, all the soldiers were smashed away. As long as they were touched by the giant sword, they would either die or be disabled.
After five consecutive turns, Link stopped.
Warrior specialty, whirlwind chop followed by follow-up chop.
There was no one alive four meters around him.
The few shield soldiers at the front were lucky enough to survive because their attack range was not enough.
After they turned back, they did not attack Link.
Instead, he threw away the shield in his hand, raised his hands and walked aside, trembling in fear.
Only idiots fight against such professionals.
When John saw this scene, he asked Little John: "Didn't you say that Link and Hawke are not very strong?"
"It is indeed not very strong." Little John swallowed his saliva and said: "Half a year ago, as long as they had five or six well-cooperated soldiers, they could be killed. Their only advantage is that they can recover from life after death. The temple is just resurrected.”
"Then what's going on now." Old John pointed at Link who was standing in a pool of blood.
"I don't know. There's no reason for him to become so strong in half a year."
This is mainly due to Hawke and Link, who have not shown their strength in public since half a year ago.
But in essence, while the two of them were building the dock, they were also looking for system tasks to complete so that they could achieve rapid upgrades.
This is something that neither Little John nor Old John can imagine and cannot understand.
Link stood in a pool of blood and punched the giant sword into the ground. Then he leaned on the blade of the giant sword and said with a smile: "Sir Old John, I still suggest that you consider our opinions."
"No chance, you despicable robber!"
Old John snorted coldly, waved his hand, and signaled the army to press in again, but this time several young officers also followed the team. These young officers are all professionals. They may not be as high as Link, but they can still hinder him to a certain extent.
The heavy infantry gathered again and continued to press forward with neat steps.
The archers were already drawing their bows and arrows from behind.
Link immediately retreated and quickly hid in the gun-shield array, shouting from a distance: "Old City Lord, now your wife and daughter are in our hands. You are so strong, you are not afraid of us doing something irrational." What's going on?"
The mayor's wife and young daughter were on the balcony very close to the castle. They were trembling and looking at Old John with pleading and expectant eyes.
But Old John didn't even look at them, and continued to make forward gestures.
Little John's eyes showed an unbearable look, but he still didn't say anything.
Seeing that her husband and son had no regard for their own life or death, the city lord's wife on the balcony was stunned for a moment, and then gave a wry smile.
She knew this was going to be the case the moment she was caught.
There is no family affection and love between nobles, only personal interests. She had known it for a long time.
The younger daughter, on the other hand, kept crying. She still can't figure out why neither her father nor her brother are willing to save her and her mother.
All he had to do was agree to the robber's conditions.
Anyway, I just lost some money, and I can make it back in the future.
The archers completed the first salvo from a distance, but the effect was not great. Although the beggar army had a wooden shield in its hands, it was still no problem to use it to block arrows.
A wave of arrows rained down, and only one person in the beggar army was hit by an arrow. The other arrows were all blocked by the shields of the phalanx.
Just when the archer was about to launch his second volley, a small team of ten people suddenly shot out from the side.
The leader was clearly Jeter.
His whole body exudes green light... This is the external manifestation of the magical power of the Goddess of Life. Then he roared angrily and led the small team towards the archer formation.
Old John snorted coldly: "Although most archers are indeed not good at close combat, how could more than a hundred people be defeated by a dozen..."
He didn't stop talking, and he was shocked to see Jet rushing into the archer array like a tiger and killing them.
When the small hammer was swung down, white brains spattered, or a large pit could be seen on the iron helmet. Then the enemy's eyes turned white and he fell to the ground.
And all the attacks were blocked by him with his small buckler.
Then a dozen soldiers from the Beggar Army followed and rushed into the archer formation, killing them.
The archer formation soon collapsed and deserters began to appear. The two young officers shouted to stop, but to no avail.
"These filthy beggars, untouchables!"
Old John was furious.
In normal times, he would definitely leave an infantry to guard the archers, but now he made a wrong step and every step. He was completely led by others, and he was unable to advance or retreat. He even forgot to arrange such a simple thing.
Link saw Jet rushing out. He took the lead and rushed towards the enemy. At the same time, he shouted directly: "Charge the whole army."
The gun-shield formation immediately disbanded, and the soldiers roared and followed behind.
This is not over yet, at the end of the road, there is another group of people running over.
The one running at the front was Hawke, who was as muscular as an orc.
Old John looked at the castle, then behind him... and laughed sadly.