The mighty lord of online games

Chapter 101 The young general vs the reckless lord

In the jungle, when Lord Siwa came with his 23 cavalry, the two young Lords of Nord were ready.

They were waiting for the fish to take the bait, and the fish came.

The two young people were separated by a long distance, and looked at each other with a tacit understanding, and they both saw inexplicable excitement and a trace of anxiety in each other's eyes.

It was the first time they had traveled so far to fight independently.

Shiva was eager to go to Yimer Village, he was very worried. When he received Rogerson's distress letter, he thought the situation would not be so critical, so he delayed it for a few days, and waited for King Harolds to arrive. At the end of the banquet held by Palavin, he slowly walked back with his troops.

But when he was resting in Uxhall, Uxhall's station cavalry found him again and handed him the second urgent distress letter, he knew the urgency of the situation, but he He had just sent his infantry unit back to his territory, Lurence and Yilin Hada Village, and it was impossible to catch up.

The marching speed of the infantry was really slow, so he could only take the cavalry guards around him to support that guy Rogson.

Whoever made himself and him drink a few more wines and became close friends who talked about everything, that was a very promising young man, upright and kind, and most of the time, he was willing to protect the interests of his Viscount Siwa.

Although Viscount Siwa is not a bad person, who doesn't have a few good friends who are like-minded, and Rogerson is one of his good friends.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooo" a tragic horse cry interrupted his memory of Rogerson.

A leading cavalryman was thrown to the ground by the tripping rope. After hundreds of battles, Viscount Siwa, who was already familiar with the process of ambush battles, immediately stopped the advancing troops.
He took off his horse's shield and raised it up. When they were moving, several heavy javelins shot towards them with the sound of howling wind.

Siwa opened his eyes wide, watching the hatchets flying all over the sky smashing towards them, and shouted in despair: "Defense."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a crackling sound like a storm on the shield in his hand. He tried hard to stabilize the shield in his hand. He heard the painful neighing of the war horse under his crotch, and ran around restlessly. Dodge the opponent's throwing axes that hit you head-on.

When he saw through the gap in the shield that after the rain of throwing axes, the enemy troops rushed down from the hillsides on both sides of the forest shouting, he shouted, "Guards!"

Hearing his yelling, the knights gathered around him immediately, raised their shields, took off their spears, maces, and heavy swords, formed a triangle formation around him, and followed him to charge forward. .

As for those who were laid off in the first wave, those who died can only pray that they go to heaven, and those who are seriously injured let them stay in the enemy's prisoner camp.

Those who can fight can only ask for blessings.

But their opponent is Baron Elric, half of his mind is spent on being jealous of others, and the other half is spent on how to calculate others.

Therefore, Baron Elric has experience in ambush operations, especially in dealing with the cavalry of the Kingdom of Swadia in the jungle and mountains.

The dense woods, narrow trails, fallen dead trees on the ground, rotten leaves, and tree trunks deliberately cut by Elric were prepared for the charge of the cavalry.

Viscount Siwa had just rushed forward with a dozen or so cavalrymen who had gathered. A dozen meters away, he was tortured by the tree trunk in pain and embarrassment. A heavy javelin came to his horse again. Under the huge impact force, the horse was in pain He left from his crotch at an unresponsive speed, and the entire horse's head was smashed by a heavy javelin with a length of several meters and a thick arm, and then it was carried from his crotch to fly more than ten meters behind him.

Hit the cavalry behind and fell to the ground.

Siwa climbed up from the ground in a panic, brandishing the pickaxe he still held in his hand and the thickened wooden shield surrounded by leather iron bars.

Several Swadian knights who fell to the ground around him ran over one after another, forming a small battle formation with him, and under his leadership, they slowly fought towards the senior Nord infantry who rushed down.

Fine stabbed a heavy cavalryman of the Kingdom of Swadia with a sword, and several senior Nord infantrymen around him rushed forward with swords.

But the situation is not superior because of Nord's large number of people.

Facing the elite cavalry of the Kingdom of Swadia, who were higher in rank than them and had fewer numbers, but were well equipped and good at cooperating in combat, they still seemed a bit naive.

Many Nord recruits and Nord hunters were thrown to the ground by a heavy cavalryman of the Swadian Kingdom within one round, losing their combat effectiveness.

The heavy cavalryman was riding a war horse. He was lucky enough not to be knocked off his horse in the first round of throwing ax rain. The several-meter-long cavalry spear continuously assassinated some of Nord's low-level arms.

What surprised them even more was that after Lord Siwa's army was ambushed more than ten minutes later, a small squad of Swadian cavalry troops joined the battlefield.

The Nord army, led by two young Nord lords, began to become chaotic.

The Nord scout cavalry who intercepted in the direction of Pegund, with their fragile bodies and poor horse handling skills, they were picked up by a small group of Swadian knights running from the jungle in just a breath. .

The squad of Swadian knights headed all the way towards Viscount Siva.

There were no Nord infantrymen on the road who were their all-in-one opponents, and they all fell under the attack of epee and lance.

Elric shouted, "Fane, find a way to stop them."

There was a gleam of light in Fine's handsome eyes. He dropped the shield and Nord handguard in his hand, grabbed a bundle of javelins from the senior infantry beside him, held them, and jumped onto the trunk of a dry old cypress tree in a few steps. Bending down, grabbing the javelin, "whoosh, whoosh, whoosh," threw three javelins in a row.

"Pfft, puff, puff." The three running Swadian knights were knocked off their horses by javelins.

Seeing his bravery, the other knights turned their horses and ran in the other direction. The remaining three knights dispersed at the same time, surrounded by them, and rushed over.

"Ah," Fine roared like a lion, and threw the remaining four javelins in succession.

"Uh-huh." A knight was hit by two of his javelins one after another, hitting his head on the tree trunk beside him, and fell off his horse.

Fine shouted at the guards behind him, "Shields, swords." Randomly dropped the javelin in his hand, jumped off the tree trunk, and took the shield and gauntlet sword from the guards around him.

Zhang Qiang and Lesarite already knew what happened in the jungle, and Dronton's investigation mission was completed quite well.

He brought back a Nord hunter, and from his mouth he knew the origin of the other party.

He glanced at Lesarite, who said, "It's time to test the combat effectiveness of the soldiers we have trained in the past two days."

Zhang Qiang saw the gleam in Lesarit's eyes, as if he would radiate such a sharp gleam whenever he heard that there was a battle.

Dronton looked excited.

"My lord knight, there is no better reward for a warrior than fighting. A fierce battle is the best hometown for us warriors. For us, fighting is like the other half of your wife."

Zhang Qiang held his forehead, this brat, does he know the meaning of his wife?

(End of this chapter)