The snowflakes flying in the night sky are like blades flying all over the sky. When they fall on a person's face, it hurts like a knife.
Cumberland stood in the wind and snow, opening his hands to face the wind and snow, raising his head and looking up at the night sky where he could not see anything. Snowflakes continued to fall from the night sky. There was little rain and snow in the desert all year round. Unexpectedly, there was a sneak attack on that place.
There was such a heavy snowfall before an army came out of the desolate land.
Cumberland was feeling a little depressed at the moment. Seeing those people destroying his home, he was like a wind wolf in the desert. He just wanted to roar angrily at the north wind. In this endless snowy night, he
His heart was filled with hatred, but he was not blinded by hatred. When he left Huwan Oasis with almost all his belongings, he had already sent fast horses to other surrounding oases where bandits were stationed to ask for help.
Although the bandits here in the desert are not a whole, they are scattered all over the desert like a plate of scattered sand, but when facing a common enemy, they can still get together and form a fist to attack the same place.
Cumberland has been in the desert for decades. Although he has not developed his bandit group into one of the largest forces in the desert, he has a good reputation in this area and has some dealings with surrounding bandit groups.
, at this time, people were sent to lobby them, only saying that the city of Halanza on the other side of the deserted land finally realized their existence and sent troops to clear out the place. Those bandits would definitely not sit still and wait to be killed.
Snow hung on his beard and hair and fell on his fur cloak, making him look like a snowman.
A cavalry team appeared in the sand dunes in the distance. He opened his eyes suddenly and saw the knights who were still advancing steadily in the wind and snow. When he saw the scimitars hanging on their waists, Cumberland knew that his chances of winning tonight's battle were again up.
Enhanced by one point.
More than one cavalry team appeared in his field of vision, and his somewhat silent heart immediately became surging again.
If he had only a 50-50 chance of winning before, then when he saw these bandits appearing on the snowy night, he felt that the chance of winning suddenly increased to 10-10.
One of his subordinates came up from behind and reported excitedly to Cumberland: "Chief Cumberland and the leaders from the nearby oasis have arrived. It is said that they have also attacked this army from the deserted land in the past few days.
I’ve heard something.”
“Invite them to my tent, I will be there in a minute.”
Cumberland knew that he had to prepare for the next meeting with the highest energy. He squatted down, picked up some snow on the sand with both hands, and rubbed his hands and face with the snow to make his body less hard.
He needs to give himself the confidence to win, and he needs to use his inner thoughts of victory to infect other people around him.
He is almost fifty years old.
In the desert, anyone who can live to his age will experience countless wars in his life.
Living a life of licking blood with the tip of a knife, he will not be moved by anything casually, nor will he become decadent because of any small setbacks.
He is like the most tenacious sea buckthorn grass in the desert. All the water in the body is evaporated in time. Even if the roots are rooted in the shallow gravel, as long as there is a little moisture, they will immediately become green.
His cloudy eyes were bloodshot, but there was a shrewd look hidden inside.
Putting one hand on the scimitar at his waist, his courage suddenly rose up. He strode towards the tent behind the hill. Where he passed, all the robbers who saw him stood up. When he passed by
Whenever he was around a robber, he would punch those robbers on the shoulders with his fist to cheer them up.
Cumberland said to the young robber with a straight face: "Have a good rest. We will set off later. I don't want to see you yawning on the battlefield. Maybe in that blink of an eye, the enemy's sword will cut you down."
Break your neck and open your chest. What you have to do is not to let them have any chance to take advantage of it, and bite his throat with the most ferocious face, just like the wind wolf in the wilderness."
“Yes, Sir Chief!”
The young robber stood up straight, and when he heard the Cumberland leader saying that the horn for counterattack was about to be blown, he was immediately as excited as if he had been shot.
Cumberland nodded with satisfaction. He believed that on the battlefield, having the belief that you will win is more important than anything else.
There were two huge braziers lit in front of his tent, and a dozen war horses gathered outside the tent. Some bandits stood outside the tent, surrounding the two braziers in the wind and snow.
Cumberland ordered his men to add two more braziers so that the robbers outside the tent could have a fire.
Opening the tent curtain, I found that the tent was already crowded with people, some of whom I didn't recognize.
The familiar robbers saw Cumberland walking in and quickly stepped forward to say hello. The tent became very lively for a while.
"I was driven out of the oasis like a wild dog, and in the end I had to get help from the leaders in the snow. Cumberland is here to thank the leaders for their help!" Cumberland stood at the door of the tent, facing those inside the tent.
The robber said with a grateful face.
A bald man named Lowell quickly walked out of the center of the tent and said kindly: "Chief Cumberland, what you said is a bit serious. In fact, helping you is also helping ourselves. We all know that,
If we don't come tonight, they will come to us sooner or later one night. They are not here to rob us this time. They appear in the southern edge of the desert this time just to destroy everything here and us.
A home for survival.”
Other bandit leaders in the tent also echoed: "Yes, Chief Lowell is right, we think so too."
A bandit leader with a scar on his face said bitterly: "Those poor ghosts in the deserted land probably can't stand our patronage and want to fight to the death. This time we will help them!"
Lowell touched his shiny bald head and said, "It may be that we have been cutting leeks too frequently recently, which aroused our resistance."
“So what do we do now?” asked a bandit leader named Keplov.
Everyone was discussing in a flurry, and the scarred bandit leader was very angry and said angrily: "Otherwise, we will let them wander in the desert, and while their desolate land is empty, we will also rush to the desolate land.
Bloodbath those villages?"
Leader Keplov casually shouted: "Let's make some progress. Keep those people. Our food will be secure next year. We can't kill the goose to lay eggs."
For a moment, the roof of the tent was almost lifted by these leaders. None of them obeyed the other.
“Chief Cumberland, what are we going to do?” Chief Lowell took a step forward and stood in front of Chief Cumberland with his tall body.
Cumberland is probably the oldest, most knowledgeable, and most experienced bandit leader among these leaders. Most bandits of his age should die and retreat.
Everyone’s attention fell on Cumberland.
Cumberland said directly without any hesitation: "There are so many of us, of course, we are going to give those nobles who dare to stretch their hands into the desert a head-on blow, slap their hands and feet, so that they will never dare to step into the desert again.
.”
His proposal was almost an appeal for the interests of most of the bandit leaders, and as soon as he said it, it was immediately responded to by most of the leaders.
This time, a total of six bandit groups came from all over for reinforcements. Being able to repel the army sneaking into the desert is what they have been considering recently.
“Chief Cumberland, can you determine their current location?” Chief Keplov asked.
Cumberland nodded affirmatively and said, "Well, they were still stationed at Huwan Oasis before nightfall. It's snowing so heavily now. It's absolutely impossible for them to march in the snowy night."
Then he walked to the innermost part of the tent, unfolded a scrolled map, pointed to the location of Huwan Oasis on the map, and said to the six leaders who came over:
"We were able to gather a thousand people this time. They only have 200 cavalry, including more than fifty elites. There are no constructed knights. Our number of people participating in the battle this time is four times more than theirs. As long as we use the human sea tactic
, crush them with a powerful force advantage, surround them from four directions, and be able to overwhelm them in an instant."
When the Cumberland leader said this, the other bandit leaders immediately responded.
The fighting method is simple and direct, completely based on the wolf pack tactics evolved from the wind wolves in the desert.
A robber brought a teapot filled with milk tea from outside the tent, and then the leaders sat down one after another.
"When did the Desolate Land have this power?" Leader Keplov asked. Although his bandit group would also go to the Desolate Land to rob, they were far away from the Desolate Land and the news was relatively limited.
The leader of Cumberland sighed and said depressingly: "I just learned about their existence. I heard before that a sheriff came to the deserted land, and later I also learned that there are two warriors with very good hands. From time to time,
The earth wanders in the desolate land, but they rarely appear in the desert..."
The bandit leaders gathered in the tent and waited until midnight, when two more bands of bandits came over.
The Cumberland chief looked at the wind and snow outside and said to the other bandit chiefs:
“It’s almost time, let’s go!”
…
Suldak did not expect that the decisive battle with the bandits on the edge of the desert would break out so early. He also planned to train his troops while fighting against the bandits at the edge of the desert.
Looking at it now, it is already too late.
The bandits must have realized how powerful they were and did not dare to fight alone, so they contacted bandit groups from other oases. The bad news for Surdak was that the battle would become more difficult, but there was also a good side.
If this battle is won, it means that they have the ability to conquer the southern edge of the desert.
Fortunately, after so many days of marching and fighting, the memories of the battle have been completely awakened in the bodies of the veterans in the cavalry battalion.
Surdak took out two hundred sets of full-coverage armor at night and asked Andrew to distribute these armors to the veterans. The only disadvantage of this heavy armor is that it is slightly inconvenient to move and it is quite energy-consuming. However,
Surdak is not worried about this. In addition to the fact that he can activate the 'Aura of Power', almost all the veterans of the cavalry battalion currently have the blessing of God with the 'Blessed Body'.
Those wind wolves made Surdak pay nearly 300 more gold coins, but at the same time they brought Surdak more than 200 primary sacrifices. Surdak could not keep all the wind wolf heads intact.
After coming down, he gave God's blessing to the veterans and mercenaries.
The veterans saw that Surdak had taken out these full-coverage heavy armors at night, which only the knights of the guard camp were qualified to wear. They also knew that there would be a hard battle tonight, so everyone silently put on the armors.
Then he picked up the matching tower shield. The entire surface of this tower shield was forged from fine steel, and the surface was densely covered with neat four-edged spikes. One tower shield weighed more than seventy pounds.
In normal times, even if these veterans could wear full heavy armor, they would not be able to hold such a heavy shield. However, with the blessing of the 'Blessed Body' state, they held the heavy shield in front of their chests.
, and at the same time, stepping forward to thrust out the spear in his hand, it would not be difficult at all.
Wearing the magic pattern structure of the 'Earth Shield', Andrew walked back and forth in front of the veterans of the cavalry battalion, constantly exhorting and encouraging the veterans, telling them repeatedly that when they put on this iron can, they must form a formation and rely on the formation to fight.
Those robbers.
This kind of armor can resist most ordinary arrows. Unless you are extremely unlucky and encounter a visible hole through the visor and pass through your eyes, you can achieve a fatal blow.
Regarding the fact that Andrew wore Surdak's magic pattern structure, the ogre Gulitem still had some opinions. He felt that Andrew should give this armor to Surdak... In fact, Andrew also thought so.
Yes, but Surdak refused to accept anything he said, and there was nothing he could do.
Suldak couldn't explain it. At this time, he couldn't say that his body couldn't bear the carrying capacity of the "Earth Shield" magic pattern structure, so he could only force Andrew to wear it.
For these young reserve knights of the guard camp, Suldak placed them at the back of the camp. Facing these young faces, they had just graduated from the knight academy and had never experienced a cruel war. Although they had learned some
Martial arts, but they have a fatal weakness, that is, they cannot maintain their mentality, and their fighting will is very weak. They can win the battle easily, everyone can beat the dog in the water, but the war against the wind can easily collapse from them.
So when Surdak made the initial battle deployment, he also left them behind.
Viru walked out of the wind and snow, his leather armor becoming more and more covered with ice flowers. He got into the tent and said to Surdak: "They gathered a lot of people this time."
Suldak was assigning tasks to the reserve knights of the guard battalion. He said without thinking: "Wouldn't that be better? It would save us running around!"
Hearing what Surdak said, Vilu walked out of the tent without saying anything else.