Chapter 357: Do you really think you are the chosen one?
In the middle of the valley at the mouth of the trumpet, hearing the fierce fighting in front, Nalant and others couldn't help but speed up their pace.
Quickly passing through the dense forest ahead, the scene in the valley came into view.
After seeing the scene in the valley clearly, Nalant and his party all showed shocked expressions.
Because the fighting situation in this valley is so tragic!
I saw that out of the original more than 1,500 people in the Agate Principality, only about a thousand people were left.
These more than 1,000 people were besieged in a mountain col by nearly 2,000 cavalrymen from the Northern Principality, and were under fierce attack.
Among the more than 2,000 troops in the Northern Principality, the number of direct cavalry has reached nearly 200.
The two hundred direct cavalry were divided into two groups, one group of one hundred people was ready to attack, while the other group led two hundred ordinary cavalry at a time to launch a fierce attack on the Agate Principality.
Every attack would cost the Agate Principality dozens or hundreds of casualties.
At this moment, in front of the Agate Principality, corpses litter the fields and blood flows like rivers.
And among these dead cavalry, basically they were rangers under the counts of the Agate Principality or the king.
Although they were not titled knights, they were not afraid of powerful enemies and defended the outermost perimeter with their flesh and blood. Instead, the heirs of nobles huddled behind the rangers.
Every time the cavalry of the Northern Principality attacked, these rangers used their ordinary flesh and blood to resist the crushing of the direct cavalry.
Whether it was Nalant or Stella, everyone was deeply moved when they saw this scene.
"These bastards, why don't you come forward with the rangers to fight!" Boris's eyes turned red as he cursed the aristocratic children who were huddled behind.
But despite the scolding, he also understood that this was the nobility.
The bodies of nobles are extremely precious, and even without the orders of these young heirs, the rangers would not dare to retreat at all.
Because, if they die in battle and can save a group of noble heirs, then their families will receive very generous pensions.
On the contrary, if they did not die in the battle, but a group of noble heirs died, then even if they could return alive, they would still be convicted and even their families would be implicated.
"This is the real feudalism!" Narant realized for the first time the cruelty of the world's hierarchical system of nobles and lords.
Although there were battles in the past few days, none of them was as big as the impact it brought to Nalant now.
"Narant, is there any way you can help them?" Boris clenched his hands and asked.
Stella also pursed her red lips slightly, looking at Nalant with expectation in her eyes, and there was even a hint of sparkle in her eyes.
"Help, of course I have to help!" Nalant nodded without hesitation. He would definitely not remain indifferent.
He was not doing it for a group of young heirs, but for these brave rangers who were not afraid of death.
Although his action may not be able to change the situation below, it can contain the attack of the Northern Principality to the greatest extent possible.
"Raymond, help the long-range attack team choose a location and set up the bed crossbow as quickly as possible!" Nalant immediately gave the order.
"Yes, sir!"
As a barbarian, Raymond used to have a lot of prejudice against aristocratic civilization.,
Even after surrendering to their lord, they still maintained a little prejudice against other nobles or common people. After all, the hatred of robbing the land could not be forgotten in just a few months.
But when he saw the fearless rangers below, he realized that not everyone in the aristocratic civilization was a despicable robber.
At least those rangers below are respectable warriors.
Soon, Raymond and several barbarians opened two clearings under the shade of the trees, and also adjusted the angle of the clearings so that the ballistae could aim directly at the valley below.
When the crossbow vehicle was set up, several guards from the long-range attack team immediately began loading the crossbow arrows.
"Sir, the crossbow arrows have been loaded!" A moment later, two crossbow arrows of staggering size were loaded.
"Very well, Vivian, you come and operate one of them, preview it for thirty seconds, and try to aim at those direct knights!"
"Yes, sir!"
After hearing this, Vivian immediately came to one of the ballistas and started adjusting.
While Nalant and others were quietly setting up their crossbows, the Rangers of the Northern Principality below began to regroup.
A full 500 people were divided into three rows and slowly marched to a distance of 300 meters from the Agate Principality team, and then they were ready to charge again with murderous intent.
"Royal Knights, target the traitor army of the Agate Principality ahead, charge!"
"kill!"
Under the order of one of the direct cavalry captains, the five hundred Northern Principality cavalry rushed towards the Agate Principality team like a torrent.
"Ranger, for the sake of honor, attack!"
As a cavalryman, during a confrontation, even if you are on the defensive side, you cannot stay still.
Therefore, when the Northern Principality launched a new round of offensive, the Agate Principality also started a counterattack.
The distance between the two sides was not far, and it took only a few breaths for them to accelerate, and then they collided together in the valley.
Bang bang bang!
At the moment when the cavalry from both sides collided, a terrifying dull collision sound was heard.
As light cavalry, the Rangers had no power to resist when faced with the direct cavalry units covered with iron armor.
Just one encounter, and in an instant, dozens of front-row rangers were knocked to the ground, including their horses and men, and then fell under countless iron hooves.
However, even those rangers who were lucky enough not to be hit were not much better, because they would also be unable to avoid the enemy's death scythe.
The cavalry from both sides finally got into a melee and started killing each other with their long swords. For a while, there were shouts of killing in the valley.
Court Ponytail is a Ranger Squad Leader of the Tulip Family.
It has been three years since he joined the Rangers. Although joining the Rangers means being shrouded in horse leather, he has no regrets.
Because after becoming a ranger, his family, which was not originally wealthy, could finally live a prosperous life.
The wife, mother, and three well-behaved children at home can smile brightly every day, and do not have to worry about hunger.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Today, he finally faced the most dangerous disaster since becoming a Ranger.
He knew that he should die in this disaster this time.
But he was not afraid. From the day he became a Ranger, he had actually expected this outcome.
However, before dying in this battle, he was still worried about one thing, and that was whether the noble young men behind him could return safely in the end.
If he can return safely, even if he dies, the earl will give his family a very generous pension for his bravery.
With these pensions, his wife can raise three children.
In this way, he can die without regrets.
But looking at the densely packed enemies all around, Court was very worried, worried that the noble young masters would not be able to escape safely.
In this way, the pension will definitely be reduced, and after his death, his wife and children may start to go hungry soon.
"No, I must kill two more enemies. Even if there is only a glimmer of hope, I will not give up!"
"Go to hell, you usurper bastards!" Court said with red eyes, ruthlessly beheading an ordinary cavalryman from the Northern Principality off his horse.
This was already the third enemy he had killed in this charge, and he lived up to his reputation as a Ranger squad leader.
However, precisely because of his outstanding performance, he was immediately targeted by a cavalryman directly under the Northern Principality.
This direct cavalryman had a high-level bronze level. When he saw this direct cavalryman charging towards him, Court knew that his mission was about to end.
"Kill! For honor!" But Court was not afraid. Since he couldn't escape, he should die in the most heroic way.
I hope that the God of Glory of noble gentlemen will take pity on their wives and children because of their bravery.
With a shout, Court urged his war horse and charged straight towards the direct cavalryman with his long sword waving.
Tap! Tap!
With a few short sounds of horse hooves, the distance between the two sides was getting closer.
"Go to hell!" At the moment when the two sides were about to cross each other, the other party's direct cavalry shouted coldly.
Although Court is brave, unfortunately facing the extraordinary knight, in the face of this absolute power, anger and courage are in vain, and will not bring him miracles.
At the moment they met, before Court's long sword had time to swing down, the long sword of the cavalryman on the opposite side had already slashed towards his neck with a sharp sound of breaking through the air.
And the disdain in the eyes of the direct cavalry pierced deeply into Court's heart.
"Goodbye! My gentle and hard-working wife!"
Court closed his eyes and recalled the scene when his gentle wife brought him fragrant black bread.
puff!
The sound of a sword entering flesh reached Carter's ears.
"It turns out that death doesn't hurt. Is it because his sword is too fast? That's fine..."
Hearing the pop, a thought flashed through Carter's mind.
One second, two seconds, three seconds...
"This... can you still feel for so long after death?"
After waiting for three full seconds, Court finally realized something was wrong.
The next moment, he opened his eyes.
And the moment he opened his eyes, an incredible scene came into view
He, Court, was not dead. Instead, the cavalryman who was about to kill him just now was nailed to the ground by a long and thick wooden spear.
And his eyes that were originally full of disdain had turned into pain, and other than that, they were incomparable disbelief.
Where did this wooden spear come from?
No, this is not a wooden spear, this is an arrow with tail feathers on it.
But how could there be such thick arrows in this world?
In fact, not to mention that this direct knight was unbelievable, even Court felt like he was dreaming.
Everything happened so fast that Court had no time to react.
"Asshole, die!"
Just when Court was lost in thought, another cavalryman directly under his command saw his teammate died tragically. He shouted angrily and rushed towards him, and slashed at him with a long sword in his hand, preparing to avenge his comrade.
Whoosh!
puff!
However, just as he was about to approach Carter, a scream sounded again.
Immediately, the direct cavalryman seemed to have been hit by a galloping horse. He flew into the air and was immediately nailed to the ground. He died in the same way as the previous direct cavalryman.
This time, Court could see clearly that it was really a huge arrow flying from behind him, killing the second direct cavalryman who was about to kill him.
Court immediately looked back and saw a small group of people on the hills more than a hundred meters high behind them, using the cover of dense branches to operate strange weapons that he had never seen before.
The thick and long arrows that had just killed two direct cavalrymen were being quickly installed.
Court also saw a young man wearing silver armor shouting something to him from behind the trees.
It's just that the shouts of death around him were so loud that Court couldn't hear him at all.
However, this time, Court knew that he could no longer be in a daze. Now that there was support on the mountain, perhaps the probability that the heirs of the nobles in the rear could escape would be greater.
This slightly increased probability makes Court happier than he would have been alive.
"I will work hard to kill the enemy! Go to hell, you usurper's lackeys!" The next moment, Court waved his sword again and continued to fight.
"This kid, what are you looking at? Do you really think you are the chosen one?"
What Court didn't know was that Nalant was not calling him something, but was yelling curses at him.
If this kid hadn't been lucky enough and the second arrow from the long-range team had accurately hit the direct cavalryman, then this guy would have been dead.
"Narant, don't be angry. If this captain can survive, I will definitely ask my father to call him to scold you!" Stella found it quite interesting when she saw Narant's cursing look.
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In the past, Nalant was always polite in front of her, so how could he behave so rudely?
Of course, this rude behavior was not rude at all in Stella's eyes. Instead, she felt that Nalant was very real.
"Ahem! Miss Stella, I'm just talking, I'm not so serious!" Narantai immediately waved his hand in embarrassment as Stella was also here.
Whizzing!
While the two were talking, the firing from the ballista continued.
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"No, there's an ambush on the mountain, everyone retreat!"
"There is an ambush on the mountain, everyone, retreat quickly!"
At the same time, as five or six direct cavalrymen were assassinated by cold arrows one after another, the team of the Northern Principality finally realized that something was wrong.
Previously, due to the chaos on the battlefield and poor vision, a group of cavalry could not discover it immediately.
But when several companions in the battle circle died tragically, the cavalry directly under their command noticed the problem and immediately shouted and began to retreat.
Although the Royal Knights are also brave and unafraid of death, no one can fight with peace of mind in the face of those despicable arrows that hurt people secretly.
With the withdrawal of the direct cavalry regiments, the ordinary cavalry naturally began to retreat.
Just like this, each round would last for seven or eight minutes before, but this time it ended in just two or three minutes.
However, the direct cavalry regiment, which had only one person slightly injured before, paid the price of six deaths this time.
As for the Northern Agate Principality, at least eighty or ninety people were originally killed in each battle, but now only more than twenty or thirty people have been paid, and most of them were killed during the charge and collision.