"Enemy attack!" Arthur warned loudly, and a second later the guards shouted and drew their weapons.
This reaction speed is unqualified for a knight, Arthur thought. Although the guards were pushing the cart just now and couldn't free their hands for a while, such a slow reaction is basically a dead end on the battlefield. The current British King's close bodyguards
It's really worrying that they are at this level.
Not to mention this, the guards took precautions under Arthur's warning, and the shadows in the forest that were about to move began to appear under the light of the torches in everyone's hands.
It was black, and it was wandering and floating in the forest like a long snake. Its appearance could not be clearly seen and only a vague outline of a creature could be seen.
"Swamp Wraith!" the guard captain shouted: "Exactly at this time!"
"Just because it's a time like this," Arthur said.
These sneaky monsters have been hiding in the woods and refused to show up. They had to wait for people to get the carriage out of trouble before they showed up. The reason is actually very simple. Because they had no intention of confronting these guards from the beginning.
, but wanted to trap the carriage here all night, leaving the guards nervously on guard until they were exhausted, and then these monsters could enjoy the benefits effortlessly. But the appearance of Arthur and Ryoma broke the deadlock,
Xiaoxing pulled the carriage out of the predicament. Seeing that the carriage was able to move again and people could ride the carriage away from their surroundings, these guys hurriedly appeared again, trying to kill the horses first and make the carriage trapped here again.
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It was a good idea, but it was a pity that they met Arthur. Such a sneak attack could not even hurt the horse's hair, and Arthur reacted too quickly.
"Archers are ready! Send someone to protect the horses!" the captain of the guard shouted. During this period, five or six hidden weapons flew from the forest, all of which attacked the horses lying on the ground and did not dare to move (excluding
Xiaoxing, who is still alive and kicking now), was blocked by Arthur with his sword.
"The reaction is too slow!" Arthur scolded angrily when the four guards rushed to the front of the car with shields and guns. If he hadn't been here to protect the horses, at least three horses would have died in the attack just now. Shoot over here
The hidden weapon seemed to be some kind of poisonous nail. The environment was too dark and Arthur couldn't see clearly. In short, it would definitely be bad if something like that hit a horse.
"Verne!" Arthur shouted immediately when the guards came to protect the horses and Arthur was able to move a little away from the horses.
"Here we come!" The kid came over on a big white wolf. It seemed that he was quite proficient in riding the white wolf (it might as well be said that Bedivere was deliberately cooperating with Verne).
"You have better eyesight than I do. Can you aim at those moving shadows in the woods... um, swamp ghosts?" Arthur asked.
"I'll give it a try." Verne replied, raising his gun and taking aim, but he held his breath and did not start shooting.
On the contrary, the guards took precautions and fired randomly with the gun in one hand. None of the crossbow arrows that were thrown out in a hurry could hit. It was really inconvenient to operate the gun with one hand, and the recoil was quite strong the moment the crossbow arrow came out of the barrel.
Yes, holding it with one hand can easily become unstable due to the recoil*. It is strange that the ballistic trajectory can stabilize. Of course, the result was that the guards' hands began to shake around when they fired the crossbows, and the fired crossbows were flying everywhere.
Only those who can hit the target are ghosts. In addition, those swamp wraiths are little slippery, flying back and forth in the forest. They are fast and agile. With this mobility, it is not easy to avoid the powerless and floating crossbow arrows.
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"Verne?" Arthur continued to urge. More than a dozen hidden weapons were fired at him. Arthur blocked some with his sword, and some were blocked by the guards. There were more monsters than Arthur imagined, continue.
If this continues without reducing the number of these guys, the protracted war may be very bad.
"Wait a minute--" Verne crouched down and squinted one eye to take precise aim. He even put his gun on Bedivere's head and used the big white wolf's head as an auxiliary aim.
The base. Bedivere was considered to have a good temper, and he didn't even get angry in this situation.
Whoosh! Verne took aim for a long time before shooting an arrow, and the trajectory was very strange. The arrow shot deep into the forest where Arthur could not even see it. Arthur also wondered whether Verne was shooting randomly, but he didn't expect it.
There was a scream from a monster in the woods, and the crossbow arrow did hit.
"Is this okay?" Arthur exclaimed. He couldn't even see clearly where the crossbow arrow was going, nor what exactly it hit.
"This kid...!" The guards present were also very surprised. They knew that none of the crossbow arrows they fired hit the target. Under the same conditions, a crossbow arrow fired by a child could hit the target. The gap was already huge.
Big enough.
"What? It's a bit darker, but it's easier than shooting pigeons from the top of the castle." Verne replied, rubbing his nose a little bit. Although this kid's attitude made Arthur angry, he had to say that he
In actual combat, he is calmer than many people, and is not at all like the attitude a kid on the battlefield should have for the first time. Although Verne is indeed followed by a large group of rough guys, and Arthur and Bedivere are also protecting him, this
It makes sense that the kid is not scared. But maybe Verne's psychological quality is indeed much better than ordinary people?
"That is to say, if the environment is brighter, can you deal with them all?" Arthur took out several bows and arrows, wrapped the arrows with cloth strips and dipped them in lamp oil, and lit them: "That will be easy."
Swish, swish, swish! Arthur fired the ignited rocket with the prepared longbow. The target was not the figures of the swamp ghosts wandering around in the forest, but the trees. To be more precise, the bark. The arrows were fired one after another.
It hit the target immediately, and was nailed to the bark of the tree, and then turned into temporary light sources, lighting up the forest.
"Hey, hey, if it causes a forest fire------" someone among the guards complained.
"It's okay. There was a light rain at noon today. The trees in the woods have absorbed enough water and will not burn so easily." Arthur replied: "Verne, hurry up! The flame on the arrow is extinguished."
Before!"
"Oh! It's already being done!" At Arthur's urging, Verne fired another crossbow arrow. With a whoosh, the crossbow arrow flew into the forest and hit another swamp wraith accurately. This time
It was because there was a rocket illuminating it, and Arthur could see it clearly. After being hit by the arrow, the thing twisted and fell to the ground. It also instantly turned into a black mass, and it just fell to the ground and stopped moving!
"What kind of ghosts are those?" Arthur couldn't help asking, and at the same time he raised his bow and arrows and fired.
"You don't know about swamp ghosts?" The guard captain seemed to have set up defenses and rushed over to support the horses that were most vulnerable to attack: "They are the product of witchcraft. They are all evil experiments conducted by those damn witches."
, the evil thing produced."
"I'm not a witch hunter, I don't know." Arthur complained. Why did he have to know these trivial things.
"But, since it is a product of witchcraft, does it mean that there is a witch controlling these monsters behind the scenes?" Arthur asked again.
"That's not necessarily true. Maybe after they were created by the witch, they would run around and attack humans?" The captain of the guard stood next to Arthur, shooting with a crossbow while talking to Arthur.
Arthur did not immediately deny it, even though he completely disagreed with the captain of the guard. These swamp ghosts were organized and targeted. They had just surrounded the carriage but did not take action, hoping to consume the guards.
Until they are exhausted, this is the best evidence that they are playing tactics. However, now Arthur can't see what tactics these swamp ghosts are playing in actual combat. They seem to be just wandering in the forest, waiting for opportunities to attack horses.
That's it. Although there is no evidence yet, Arthur highly suspects that these swamp ghosts themselves are relatively low-intelligence, but there are people manipulating them behind the scenes.
Fourteen. No, probably twenty. Arthur's vague shadow wandering from the illuminated forest confirmed the number of enemy troops. Although the threat of individual swamp wraiths is not high, they have
This number, if attacked together at the same time, would be very terrifying. However, these things have not done this so far. Instead, they have built an encirclement on the outside and continuously fired poisonous needles to assassinate the horses here. I don't know what An's intentions are.
Sure enough, is it because someone is controlling these swamp ghosts, and has not shown up in order to observe the combat power of Arthur and others, and is just excluding these swamp ghosts like consumables for testing? This seems to be the only reasonable explanation.
. But how long can that guy keep his composure? If this continues, all the swamp ghosts he released will be wiped out?
Whoosh! Verne took aim and shot again, and fired three more crossbow arrows to kill the other three swamp ghosts. The arrows were all in vain, and even the group of mercenaries began to exclaim in appreciative tones.
"Hey hey hey." Verne was a little carried away.
Boom! There happened to be a poisonous needle shot towards him, so Arthur swiped the longbow in his hand to block the poisonous needle.
"Wow!" The kid was almost frightened and fell off the wolf's back.
"Don't be proud, focus on fighting." Arthur said, while scolding Bediwell: "Bedi, I asked you to protect this kid, were you asleep just now?"
"Woof!" the big white wolf roared impatiently. It was probably because Verne was too stinky just now, and Bedivere wanted to play a trick on the kid. Of course, it was impossible for him not to protect Verne, but he just wanted to do it.
At the critical moment, Verne only started to dodge at the moment when he was almost hit by the poisonous needle.
"So your wolfdog can also understand human speech?" the guard captain asked curiously.
"Of course he doesn't understand. He can just roughly tell from the tone that I'm blaming him." Arthur continued to compile. He saw Bedivere secretly rolling a look at him.
At this time, Verne shot several arrows in a row. The more he fought, the more proficient he became. He must have become familiar with the action patterns of the swamp ghosts. Under his continuous fierce attacks with arrows, the number of swamp ghosts began to increase.
Minus, there were less than ten left. Then these guys suddenly changed their movements and no longer surrounded the carriage. Instead, they slipped into the dark depths of the woods and completely disappeared from everyone's sight.
"Ha, seeing that our army suffered heavy casualties, have you finally given up?" said the guard captain.
"No, just the opposite." Arthur put away his bow and raised his sword: "Their boss finally lost his composure and is about to appear."