Chapter 26: Shikron, I Didn't Expect You To Be So Strong
You know, the average baron team only brings more than 500 farmers.
"Your Majesty, I have recruited all the farmers in the territory. In order to protect the glory and dignity of our northern faction, I will do whatever it takes. It's a pity. After this battle is over, I'm afraid there won't be many farmers left."
Already."
Baron Cavendi explained and wiped the air from the corners of his eyes appropriately.
"Kawendi, you have called the fathers of all the children in the territory. If they all die in the battle, those children will gather around the castle to find you as their father."
"Hahaha~"
A young baron said with a frown, causing all the barons to burst into laughter.
"That's enough. Let's all go back to our positions and prepare to fight. Kawendi, if we win, I will replenish you as many farmers as you have died. I can also increase your territory as appropriate."
"Thank you, Lord Baron."
"Boom~~" The war drums on the opposite side sounded, and the barons who were experienced in the military quickly turned their horses and returned to their respective positions.
"Start the war!" the earl on the other side shouted first.
"Fight, my knights, and kill them to your heart's content." Devinxi shouted not to be outdone.
"Kill~"
"Kill~"
The peasant armies from both sides collided first.
In the battle formation, Li Feng roared and easily killed a farmer who looked a few years younger than himself. With a wave of his spear, he stabbed to death a gray-haired old man.
Then he started to kill, even if he used one hand, he was invincible.
Blood spurted out on his face, and the hot, humid, salty smell filled his nose. He frowned, and saw a variety of emotions such as helplessness, confusion, pain, and relief on the face of the deceased.
However, he had no time to sympathize or hesitate, but quickly called a few iron rods to move closer to him.
Several other guys are already going crazy. On the battlefield, this situation is the easiest for people to lose their minds.
"Don't kill, cut off the ears, and wait for an opportunity to find a few knights to kill." Li Feng shouted, gathering Tom, Jerry and others.
"Give my brother his life."
At this time, a roar came from behind.
"Boss, be careful." Jerry reacted quickly, grabbed the attacker and swung it with his spear, stunning the attacker.
Li Feng turned his head and looked around. He saw a strong man lying on the ground, eyes wide open, staring at the familiar face. The younger brother he mentioned should be the one who died in his hands a few minutes ago.
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Unlike the cruelty of the peasant army, the mercenaries on both sides seemed much more relaxed and comfortable.
After all, they are a group that has been licking blood for a long time. Their combat effectiveness is indeed much stronger than that of the peasant army. Therefore, they fought for several quarters of an hour, with constant fighting and shouting, but there were still no casualties.
This is an abnormal phenomenon.
After careful observation, Li Feng discovered that, damn, they were all a group of old men.
One by one, although they seemed to be cutting extremely fiercely and using a wide range of moves, in fact no one was able to kill anyone. After meeting some old acquaintances, they started to play a turn-based game with swords and guns.
"This is not a war, it is clearly a battlefield reminiscing." Li Feng shook his head secretly, and he had clearly realized in his heart that it was still unreliable to rely on mercenaries to fight the war.
There is really no harm without comparison. Although the knights of this world have great flaws, they are still more than one level better than farmers and mercenaries.
After more than twenty minutes, perhaps because they were exhausted, the mercenaries on Ludom's side left a dozen corpses and fled.
"These mercenaries who only care about money and nostalgia are of no use at all. Gather all the knights and gentlemen and charge me." Ludom was furious, whipped up his horse, and gave orders to his barons and viscounts.
When the mercenaries on Devinxi's side saw that the knights on the opposite side had launched a charge, they were originally chasing the deserters. They quickly turned around and ran away. Farmers who dared to block the way were also slashed open with a knife.
They are very wise, life is more important than huge bounty.
"Push it to me!"
Devinxi frowned, waved his sword, and led his knights to charge.
The flags of each baron family were held high, and more than 240 heavily armored knights held lances, brandished swords, and bucklers and bolas hung on both sides of their mounts. They accelerated and roared towards Count Ludom's camp.
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When they got closer, the knight in the front row put down his long sword and swung the meteor hammer. The charge of the war horse drove the meteor hammer to whizz past, and a large area of the peasants were smashed with blood and flesh.
The climate in the south is humid, and the resources and population are greater. Therefore, Count Ludom has more vassals than Count Devensi, and he also has more knights, more than 280.
However, the northern highlands were severely cold, and the war horses they produced were tall and strong, and the knights they trained were brave and fearless of death. This time, the 200 or so knights brought by Devinxi actually fought hard against the opponent's more than 280 people.
"Kill, kill these Yankees."
Count Ludom is a middle-aged man in his forties, with a strong body, extraordinary martial arts, and unstoppable bravery on the battlefield. He kills a child with one sword, and soon four knights are cut down by him, and before he
Around the war horse, a bunch of farmers died.
Equally impressive was Thomas from the North. This 26-year-old man was famous in the Kingdom of Chris for his peak knightly skills, and he displayed them to the fullest on this battlefield.
Five or six knights surrounded him and killed him, but they died under his sword.
Seeing the brutal killing of Ludom, who was about to become a god, Thomas urged his horse and slashed at him with his sword: "Count Ludom, I'll meet you for a while."
"What kind of idiot dares to show off in front of me?" Count Ludom sneered, turned around and started fighting with Thomas.
For a moment, the two men's swords crossed each other, hitting the armor and sending out dazzling sparks.
The battle has entered a fever pitch.
More and more people are falling, the smell of blood is getting stronger and stronger, screams are coming one after another, and everyone's scalp is numb.
At this moment, the formations were all scattered and chaotic. The battlefield was unknowingly formed into a dozen small areas. They faced each other's enemies. The knights and nobles who were fighting forgot the elegance and dignity of the past.
Like ordinary soldiers, they had red eyes and only roared and fought.
On the small battlefield where Li Feng and O'Neill were, a group of knights and a dozen mercenaries rushed in to take advantage of the situation.
"Uncle Senior~"
"Dad~" they both shouted at the same time.
Li Feng saw Senior being slashed in the neck by the enemy cavalry with a sword, while O'Neill saw his father being penetrated by the enemy cavalry's lance and dragged several meters away.
"Fuck, kill~"
Li Feng threw out the spear in his hand with force and pierced the cavalryman who was about to pick up Senior's head. Looking sideways, he saw that Tom, Jerry and others were dragging the knight who killed his father off his horse and stabbing him crazily.