If you have ever experienced a real battle, you will truly realize it.
Human life is really a very cheap thing.
Bright red blood flows on the forest floor in late autumn. The soil absorbs it and gradually oxidizes in the air and turns into a dull red-black color.
Skin color, hair color, eye color.
Age, gender, height.
Death is equal to everyone, no matter you are someone's wife or husband; father or daughter; lover or friend; no matter where you are from a noble family; no matter what language you speak with an accent; Those who are loved, or those who are not loved.
Death is death.
Simple and clear, these people, each with their own story, fell to the ground with their eyes wide open before they had time to tell more people.
No matter how special they were to anyone during their lifetime, when they were hit in the vitals and fell to the ground as cold corpses, they were just dead bodies.
The mercenaries were surrounded——
The Luoan people, who have extremely rich experience in both besieging and being besieged cities, chose the tactic of deploying part of their troops on the outer wall to lure the mercenaries closer and then outflank them from both sides. This was what they planned to do from the beginning. The Black Mountain Fortress has been occupied by Luoan. Anren gave up, and there was probably no one else inside except the archers and crossbowmen just now.
It is the nature of a fighting nation. When they are at a disadvantage to the attacker, these guys refuse to defend and choose to take the initiative to attack. Blood splattered everywhere, and the tall and powerful Luoan warrior easily tore apart the mercenary's left and right flanks. The white hair on his head looked extremely conspicuous after being stained with the victim's blood.
The glory of the country of warriors has passed away, and it has become a bandit, bullied and scorned by everyone.
But the instinct and fanaticism for fighting buried deep in the blood of these proud Luoan people is no different from the heyday hundreds of years ago. The mercenaries have seen this truth with their own lives - they usually spurn and humiliate the Luoan people who work as servants in the town. They heard the news that a mercenary group somewhere has wiped out the Luoan bandits. While drinking, he laughed at these people as if they were just weaklings who could be easily defeated.
But when they really took up arms and stepped into the battlefield, they stood in the position of an enemy who would not stop fighting.
Everyone remembers it in an instant.
Remember, these proud white-haired warriors, twenty years ago, with only 100,000 troops, resisted the million-strong army of the Otolo Empire for two years.
But the battle was not one-sided. The numerical advantage finally made the mercenaries react. After losing more than 200 people, the remaining 600 mercenaries still had a hold on the Luoan bandits who had also suffered losses. An overwhelming advantage in numbers.
The Luoan people, who were already at a numerical disadvantage, divided their forces and placed more than a hundred of them on the city wall to attract mercenaries. This was a big failure. This directly resulted in the fact that only two Luoan people could go outside to attack the mercenaries. They were in their early 100s, but once they were damaged, there were only two figures of Luoan bandits left on each side.
What made this even worse was that the surviving mercenary archers began to fight back. The two-handed swordsmen and Danlasso battle ax users who were already at the rear were mostly northerners or their descendants left behind in Sivalier. After they joined the battle, their combat effectiveness was almost the same as that of the Luoans. The Luoan bandits, who were caught off guard, began to retreat steadily.
"Catch that guy! He is their leader Kutuzov!" Someone shouted from behind, pointing at the short-haired Luoan leader, and then everyone rushed towards him while shouting.
The Luoan bandit who was called by name looked around in panic, then led the team and started running towards the rear.
Seeing that the situation had stabilized again, Jeremiah and dozens of sergeants came back. The mercenaries worked hard for a long time and finally smashed the wooden door. The wooden wall on the first floor of the perimeter was no longer defended. Several dying Luoan people were lying on the ground, holding their wounds and moaning. The mercenaries who rushed in killed them with one sword.
Loud shouts came from one side, and our sage and white-haired lolita, who had quietly walked around to the other side, walked up slowly from somewhere behind.
The battle attracted the attention of the people in front, so the two of them were able to get around to the back without being noticed.
The area of Montenegro is very large. In the final analysis, the area occupied by the Luoans is only a small part of the area that is convenient for activities. Of course, the area enclosed by wooden walls is only the easiest way to climb the Montenegro. In fact, more places are just populated by The thorns and dense trees serve as cover.
The Luoan ambush troops just now probably took advantage of the battle in front to sneak up through the secret passage behind. After several searches, a well-covered entrance came into Henry's sight.
The shouts of killing on the other side gradually became smaller, and it was obvious that the Luoan people had begun to flee. Henry pushed aside the covering thorns, and Mira was about to step in when he pulled her back.
"There is a trap." The sage spoke concisely, then took out his sword and struck it on the ground.
"Crack! Crack! Crack!" Sparks flew everywhere, and the huge bear trap was clamped on his Claymore, but it was unable to cause any damage to the blade.
"Qiang--" Henry drew out his sword, but it wasn't over yet. He picked up a bear trap and threw it upward.
"Bang - Bang" seemed to have hit some mechanism. After a while, a huge fallen tree covered with spikes fell from the sky. But before it could reach the two of them, the sage cut off the fixed hemp rope with a sword and let it fall. fell to the ground.
"You can go." Mira looked at several traps covered with blood on the ground with lingering fear. They explained why the mercenaries and even the nobles did not know about this secret passage on the Black Mountain.
There were some belts tied to some trees nearby, and a small iron pot and a soft-leather kettle hung on one of them. It seemed that there would still be sentries here on normal days.
The road up the mountain was rugged and laborious, and Mira walked silently.
She had a smart mind and it was impossible not to guess why Henry would take her here.
To some extent, it was to avoid direct combat with the Luoan bandits - the sage himself would naturally not be afraid of the combat power, but considering various reasons, Mira may not be able to even swing a sword to kill people, let alone kill people. Kill your own people.
And if she couldn't do it, she would die.
The girl lowered her head in silence and didn't speak all the way.
The voice of killing was further weakened. The end of the road was inside the second wooden wall. As soon as the two ran in, they found several mercenaries rushing in.
"Hey, how can someone be faster than us!" The young mercenary shouted, and his companions shook their heads. They ignored them and rushed inward. The fighting on the periphery seemed to be continuing. The doors on the second and third wooden walls were opened for some reason. Several mercenaries rushed in, and then screams rang out the next second.
"There are people here -" another mercenary shouted loudly on the other side. Before they finished speaking, Henry and Mira saw something flashing past them with a "whoosh" sound, followed by the mercenary. There was no sound.
"Follow me." The sage said as he shook the sword in his hand. Mira nodded her head seriously, then held the sword in both hands and swallowed.
"Kill!!" Another group of mercenaries holding shields rushed in from the direction of the wooden wall. They raised the shields to the height of their noses, leaving only the part above their eyes for viewing, but even so it was still very dangerous. Two people who came over were hit in the forehead by arrows or their eyes fell to the ground.
"Charge!!" Henry and Mira joined the charging team from one side. The Luoans in the innermost layer of the Black Mountain Fortress shot not many arrows at them. The mercenaries used shields to protect their bodies. The pointed head ran with all his strength, and then when he got to an extremely close distance, he threw away the shield and slashed it with his sword.
"Guah——!" The Luoan crossbowman whose shoulder was split open by a sword went limp and fell down. The mercenary kicked him in the stomach and pulled out the weapon. The dozens of people who rushed in behind him began to scatter.
The Luoans who stayed behind ran out from many wooden houses in the innermost part of the fortress with melee weapons, and the scattered mercenaries began to fight on their own. Henry paid attention, and he did not see the presence of children or women among these Luoans-this showed that it was obviously a pure bandit group with male supremacy.
The sound of gold and iron echoed in the open space and inside the wooden house. It seemed that the Luoan people were fighting back again outside or something, and the roaring and cursing voices became louder again.
The combination of Henry and Mira, who had a huge image contrast, was very easy to look down upon. It was obvious that the five Luoans who had fought on the first wooden wall before rushed towards them, and one of them was carrying a An arrow, but these tough warriors just endured the pain in silence and continued to fight.
"Wha--" Before they got close, an arrow swung past Henry and hit the injured Luoan bandit. The sage turned around and picked up another arrow from the quiver on his back. Jeanne, who was holding an arrow, leaned close to An and nodded to him. Henry responded with the same action, and then lowered his waist with a lunge. This time, he raised his sword high and slashed it down from mid-air.
"Click - hiss -" The Luoan warrior who tried to block with his battle ax was cut open by the handle of the axe, and his whole head was smashed by the big sword. The broken neck of the Luoan bandit fell limply. He fell to the ground, and the two people behind him immediately distanced themselves, but Henry did not intend to spare them.
As archers and crossbowmen, this group of Luoan bandits only carry small one-handed weapons for self-defense. Even with their combat effectiveness, these are still useful, but they have an overwhelming advantage in terms of weight and size. The results were obvious when Henry of Clairmore was born.
"Who is this guy?" Many of the mercenaries behind him stopped and looked at him. After killing the Luoans, more bandits ran out of the house, and many of them The bandages still wrapped around the body indicated that they had just been treating wounds in the house.
Henry's battle was not sloppy at all. The cruel and simple sword skills combined with the amazingly large sword made this battle his personal show——
The mercenaries were not the only ones who were stunned. Mira, whose hood fell off at some point while running, still couldn't be strong enough, so she could only stand there shivering.
"Please, please save us!" A voice sounded, and Mira turned around. A dirty Luoan bandit with short hair knelt on the ground in the corner and stretched out his hand towards her.
"You are from Luo'an, too. I don't want this either. Please help me escape!" The Luo'an, who was about fifty years old, looked around with frightened eyes. Mira took a look at the mercenaries. No one except her noticed this place.
She tightened the sword in her hand, and the sincere desire and fear in the other person's eyes made the girl hesitate.
The words Henry once said echoed in her heart - is she able to help this person now - the answer is no, but he -
The girl did not completely let down her guard. She was not the kind of person who was naive enough to easily believe the other person's one-sided words, but the tenderness buried deep in her heart and the sympathy that could not help but surface when she saw people in the same situation made her hesitate. I took a while to think about it.
——And the other party seized this opportunity.
Before she could raise her sword in time, the short-haired Luoan bandit jumped up from the ground and rushed towards Mira.
The next moment she felt dizzy, and then something was pinching her neck, followed by a cold touch.
"Hey! The one with black hair!" Luoan Bandit shouted loudly next to her ear, and Henry, who was called in front, turned around. Mira was stunned, and then a stinging pain came from the skin of her neck.
"Don't act rashly, or she will die." The bright red blood began to drip, and the girl stared blankly at her blue pupils, looking in the direction of the sage but stealing away from him, not knowing where she was looking. Where to.
This Luoan bandit was obviously a master. He held Mira hostage and put a sharp dagger directly on her neck. As long as the girl moved, her throat would be slit.
The action of gently slicing the skin was threatening Henry, and then the robber began to put forward his own conditions when he saw that he had attracted his attention.
"Kill everyone else, and then help me get out of here. I know you can do it." He said viciously in Common Tongue: "After killing them, cut off your hands, if you only have one thing If she can’t do it, she will die, understand.”
The cold air, the cold touch, and the cold words all made the girl's eyes lose their expression.
Henry approached slowly.
"What are you doing! Go and kill them all!" the Luoan bandits roared loudly. They had already cleaned up the remaining parties, and the more than 20 surviving mercenaries turned back to look this way.
Henry was still approaching slowly.
"Do you really think I don't dare to take action!" The hysterical Luoan bandit roared and then used his right hand holding the knife to slit Mira's throat.
"Pfft——"
Blood splattered everywhere.
The hot blood spurted from the broken blood vessel splashed all over his face and the white hair on the right side of Mira's face.
"Huh?" Bandit Luoan was stunned.
He couldn't feel the touch of slicing the opponent's neck. In fact, his entire right hand couldn't be felt.
"..." Henry moved closer with half-closed eyes. No one saw whether he had just swung a sword, but the tip of the big sword he held with only one right hand was slowly dripping with still warm water. blood.
"You fucking - Qiang -!"
"Pa-ta-" Mira, whose eyes were blank, fell to her knees, and the other black-haired arm used to hold her also fell to the ground.
"No! No! Damn it! Damn it, no! No!" The Luoan bandit, whose arms were broken, fell face up to the ground. He kicked his legs hard on the ground to try to stay away from Henry, and kept talking at the same time. The ground began to beg for mercy.
"No! Sir, please stop! Stop! This hero! Stop!"
"My name is Nikolai Kutuzov, I am one of the two leaders here, I can give you property, I can give you - 锵 - ahhhhh you damn beast ." Henry split the knee of his right leg with a sword. The pain made Nicholas roll on the ground, and the sage raised the sword again in front of him, the tip of the sword still He sways around as if his roll makes him difficult to aim.
"You damn beast!! My brother will take revenge on me!! Ahhhh!"
"Pfft——"
"Gu-ah!" Blood surged, and Henry stabbed the thigh of his remaining foot with a sword. The pain and blood loss made Nicholas almost faint, and Henry, with cold eyes, seemed to have finally had enough. , he drew out his big sword and chopped off the head of the Luoan bandit with one sword strike.
"Dong dong dong——"
The head with short white hair and glaring eyes rolled on the ground again and again. Henry took a step back, and the more than twenty mercenaries behind him subconsciously stepped back.
But he ignored them, just tore off a corner of his cloak and wiped the sword. After sheathing it, he took out a clean cotton cloth from his pocket and pressed it on Mira's wound.
Then he picked up the girl who was still stunned and walked away.
