In Wu Ming's previous life, there were many myths and legends about the West.
The most attractive among them are all kinds of alien races.
Beautiful and proud elves, stubborn and enthusiastic dwarves, short and intelligent halflings, mysterious and enchanting sea monsters, tree spirits, trolls, ogres...
Now that he has come to a world similar to western mythology, he is naturally very interested in these.
The town of Naihenia and even the entire Fengying Plain is an area under the rule of humans. He has never seen any aliens, and even some ambiguous news is heard from bards, and he does not know the truth. Fake.
In the simple hearts of many townspeople, as long as they have a slightly different appearance and living habits from foreigners, they are all aliens.
Just like the real wild people active in the wilderness, they are barbaric and ferocious, uncivilized, and even retain the tradition of eating their own kind. In the small town of Niah, some people call them ogres.
Wu Ming strongly suspected that the legend of the ogre in the mouth of those bards was processed in this way.
Of course, there are giant dragons and giant snakes, but they cannot be described by imagination alone. There must be similar creatures that inspired poets.
The next day, at dawn, Thakur Knight urged everyone to set off.
After walking like this for three days, the surrounding environment became more desolate and barbaric. The figure of the warg was faintly visible in the bushes, and there were even hungry beasts that dared to directly attack the team.
Their end was naturally besieged by a few soldiers and turned into dinner that day, but other hidden threats were hard to guard against.
For example, poisonous insects and snakes that are well hidden, or even unclean water sources.
The harsh environment, resulting in non-combat attrition, has increased to three today.
Fortunately, none of the unlucky ones died, otherwise the morale of the team would have collapsed.
"Camp! All captains gather here!"
Thakur looked at the sky, and it was still late for sunset, but he had already arrived at his destination.
All the captains felt the same, their eyes were slightly hot, as if they were on fire.
"You are all here!"
Thakur sat on a rock, holding a huge sword in both hands, looked at the four people who surrounded him, and nodded slightly.
The three people who came were the captains of the guards, and the blonde Arthur was among them, and the last one was naturally Wu Ming.
In other words, in Thakur's mind, twenty mercenaries could barely match the strength of a squad of ten guards.
Thakur's voice was vicissitudes, but it was sonorous and powerful: "I think you all guessed it, or heard the news from various sources... Not bad! This place is very close to our goal of this crusade!"
He looked around and said in a low voice, "That is a village made up of tax evaders and serfs. There are 300 people in it! Women, old people, and children are included... Our mission this time is to destroy it and let those The tax-paying tenants will make up for the lord’s tax money, let the escaped serfs put on the shackles again, and of course, let our pockets inflate a little bit!”
Just one sentence, let Wu Ming know immediately that the so-called chivalry virtues in the previous life are basically deceitful.
Although there may be such noble knights in this world, there are probably more of them like Thakur who obey orders and have no kindness or mercy once the enemy is identified.
"Three hundred people..."
Another big man wrung his hands a little uneasily: "Then they have at least fifty to sixty adults..."
Thakur glanced at him dissatisfied: "It's fifty farmers who don't even have cloth armor, but can only wield sticks and stones! Tell me, Joseph, are you afraid?"
"No! Of course not! Sir Knight, I just... I just..."
Joseph hesitated and muttered in a low voice, but said nothing more.
"Very good! Now the whole team is resting. At night, we will sneak over and launch an attack! This will be an easy victory like a parade!"
Knight Thakur finally concluded.
If fifty well-armed elite soldiers are used to attack a village, naturally there will be no accidents, and a night attack will be required. If it goes well, there may not even be many casualties.
Obviously, Baron Terry would not have sent Thakur Knight out if it would have caused heavy casualties.
On the other hand, Wu Ming, when he announced the order of the knights and watched his subordinates cheering, he still had doubts in his heart.
"Where did this news... come from?"
"And... who provided the route in the wasteland?"
It's a pity that he is just an ordinary mercenary captain, and he is not qualified to ask Thakur such secrets and participate in major events.
So Wu Ming could only call Joey, Andrew, Henry, and his four mercenaries, and solemnly told him: "For tonight's action, try to follow me as closely as possible, and don't leave the team without authorization, do you understand?"
"clear… "
The voice was uneven, and even more dissatisfied, which made Wu Ming feel disapproving.
He is very aware of the discipline of the guys below. Obviously, when it comes time to fight for the spoils, they don't care about being the captain at all. Perhaps some guys have forgotten the warning now.
'But, what the hell, they want to die, let them die...'
Wu Ming looked solemn, but he looked around indifferently in his heart, looking at the faces of the people with different expressions, thinking lightly.
…
The moonlight is hazy.
The moonlight tonight is a little scarlet, full of an ominous atmosphere.
In the darkness, the morale of a wave of teams was high, and they groped forward.
Wu Ming wore an armor inlaid with iron, which was made of high-quality cooked cowhide, and several pieces of iron were inlaid in the key parts. The defense power was higher than that of ordinary leather armor. There is also a longbow on his waist and back, fully armed.
As the captain, there are naturally some privileges, which are taken for granted in the eyes of others.
Encouraged by the lure of spoils and the pre-war jerky broth, even this wave of mercenaries displayed excellent qualities at this time, covering their swords and other items that would emit light, and moving forward by the moonlight.
The road in the dark is more difficult than in the daytime. When the moon climbed to the middle of the sky, the team in front suddenly stopped, and then word of mouth brought the latest order of Thakur Knight: "Rest in place!"
Wu Ming's heart trembled, and he immediately knew that the destination was close at hand.
He bent down, stepped forward slowly, turned over to the front of the team, and a small village suddenly appeared in front of him.
It is located in the middle of two low hills, a river flows slowly from the rear, and there are several simple wooden buildings and a fence in the front.
This simple fortification still makes Wu Ming's heart tremble. There are obstacles on three sides here, and the only access is blocked. It is easy to defend but difficult to attack.
Moreover, whether there is any defense or not, the corresponding difficulty is another matter.
On the wooden building, there are faint lights and figures, and there are obviously special people patrolling and guarding.
The living environment of the wild people is worse than that of the local people, and they face more dangers, so they are very vigilant.
Half an hour later, Knight Thakur ordered the whole team to be alert, and immediately waved his hand, and several agile shadows groped towards the wooden building secretly.
Wu Ming narrowed his eyes slightly.
Under the moonlight, he could see these black shadows flexibly relying on obstacles and darkness to hide their figures, slowly touched under the wooden building, and climbed up without making a sound, obviously they were excellent scouts.
Watching the shadow reach the top of the tower, Thakur Knight had a confident smile on his face.
call out!
But suddenly, a bone arrow shot from nowhere, and the scout screamed, especially loud and clear in the silent night, and landed heavily.
Exclamations and shouts continued to be heard, and there was even a loud sound of beating leather drums from the wooden building.
"Damn... there is a secret whistle!"
The Thakur knight spat hard on the ground, looked at the village that was already in commotion, hesitation flashed in his eyes, but he still issued an order: "Attack!"
"charge!"
The soldiers who had been waiting for a long time rushed forward, and Thakur took the lead. Because of the terrain and confidentiality issues, he did not ride a horse, but he had already put on the knight's heavy armor. Open the fence.
"It's the lackeys of those lords!"
"Iron Armored Man!"
"Kill them!"
…
Shouts came from inside the village, and almost every household rushed out of a big man with a weapon, and a large number of arrows shot from the darkness.
The arrowhead was dull and pale under the moonlight, and it was obviously made of bones.
The Thakur knight was wearing armor, so the arrows naturally had no effect at all. He laughed and jumped forward, sweeping his epee across, and several wild folk screamed and retreated.
Under his leadership, the team broke through the outer defense line and came to the village.
I don't know who lit the torch, and the hot flames engulfed the surrounding planks, thatch, houses, and everything.
Under the bright torch, Wu Ming immediately saw all kinds of wild people.
Their appearance is not much different from that of ordinary citizens, except that they are yellow and thin, and they wear tattered clothes. At this time, no matter women, old people, or children, they are all holding wooden sticks or even stones as weapons to fight against foreign invaders.
Seeing this scene, Wu Ming looked indifferently: "The law of the jungle is the law of nature..."
"The lackey of the evil lord!"
In front of him, a curly-haired middle-aged man shouted, brandishing the iron ax in his hand, and rushed over.
Wu Ming jumped out of the way, and nimbly pulled out the long stainless steel sword at his waist. With a thrust, the tip of the sword sank into his chest, and the middle-aged man fell down in disbelief.
"Ovo!"
Another wild man rushed up. He was holding a very sharp iron sword, and he had obviously learned swordsmanship.
Wu Ming entangled with him for several moves, and suddenly he spun, and the huge force swung away his sword edge, and blood spattered.
"Swing!"