Mount and Blade: Summon five outlaws at the start

The ground trembled slightly, and along with the vibration, bursts of rapid horse hoof sounds came from afar, mixed with the strange cries of the Kuyel people.

The robbers on both sides of the team stood side by side with the Vlandia soldiers, holding sharp blades and looking at the restless herdsmen with cold eyes.

The herdsmen raised their heads in panic and looked around carefully, first looking at the robbers, and then looking at the serious-looking Vlandia soldiers.

Finally, their eyes fell on the blood lion flag flying high behind Hod, and a sense of shame inexplicably surged in their hearts.

Before the sound of horse hooves sounded, the herdsmen were either driving cattle and sheep or gathering together to whisper.

However, when the deafening sound of horse hooves sounded, the herdsmen who were originally in order suddenly became chaotic, noisy, and a look of fear appeared on the face of each herdsman.

Just as the herdsmen were panicking, Hod rode a travel horse and slowly came over.

He sat on the horse and stopped in front of the herdsmen, but he said nothing, did not make any instructions or movements, just silently stared at the panicked herdsmen in front of him with indifferent eyes.

"What are you still standing there for! Get moving! Surround the carriages!"

The herdsmen who were temporarily appointed as the captain came back to his senses, his face flushed, and he shouted to the herdsmen around him.

The panicked herdsmen heard this roar, and then they woke up from their dreams and took action. They hurriedly drove dozens of carriages under the scolding of their captains, so that they could connect head to tail to form a simple defense line that could resist the enemy's attack.

At the same time, while the herdsmen were busy, Orville also walked forward steadily with forty-one Vlandia crossbowmen and ten conscripted crossbowmen with a solemn face.

They all looked serious, holding light crossbows and strong crossbows in their hands, and quickly formed a small square formation.

Just after the crossbowmen square formation was formed, twenty burly Valandian light infantry rushed to the front.

They held their shields in one hand and held their short spears in the other hand, and quickly formed a tight defensive formation, firmly protecting Orville and other crossbowmen.

Looking forward, ten Valandian spearmen and thirty slightly immature Valandian recruits also formed the first line of battle. They either held high-pointed spears or held pitchforks.

When all the soldiers on the Valandian side completed their battle preparations, the robber leaders such as Monkron and Kuhn looked at each other, and then waved to the robbers without hesitation.

The robbers immediately understood, took the javelins from their backs, and ran to the front of the team with big strides.

They held the javelins in their hands tightly, staring fiercely at the horizon.

"If you don't want to die, pick up your weapons and fight!"

Hod glanced at the robbers and Valandian soldiers who had already formed a battle formation. Then, he turned his head suddenly and shouted to the group of shepherds behind him in a cold tone.

As soon as the voice fell, the captain of the guards beside him, Nott, immediately waved his arms and directed several robber leaders who served as Hod's guards to walk quickly to several carriages parked not far away.

As they lifted the tarpaulin that originally covered the carriage was instantly uncovered, and all kinds of weapons were placed in the carriage.

"Everyone listen up, line up and come to receive your weapons!"

Nott shouted loudly, but some anxious shepherds saw so many weapons and could no longer suppress their inner impulses, and wanted to squeeze forward like a swarm of bees to grab them.

Seeing this scene, the captains in charge of the shepherd slaves were furious. They rushed into the chaotic crowd and beat and kicked the shepherd slaves who dared to grab weapons.

At the same time, they roared angrily: "Be honest! If anyone dares to move again, I will break his dog legs!"

After such a lesson, the originally restless shepherd slaves finally settled down.

They obeyed the order obediently, lined up in several crooked teams, and received swords, forks and axes from their respective captains.

When these shepherd slaves received their own weapons, a trace of blood gradually appeared on their pale faces, and the panic in their eyes was obviously reduced a lot.

Perhaps it was because the weapons in their hands gave them some courage and a sense of security.

Seeing that the condition of the herdsmen had improved, Hod nodded and ordered: "Jeff, take them to the back of the chariot and wait for orders..."

After that, he got off the horse and began to put on his equipment and armor with the help of Nott.

In this battle, Hod seized many weapons and equipment. His original armor was now replaced with a heavy armor, and the weapon in his hand was changed from a long sword to an iron bone flower suitable for breaking armor.

After all the preparations were completed, Hod took a deep breath, then slowly exhaled, adjusted his breathing rhythm, and tried to calm his mood. Then, he looked into the distance.

The first thing that broke into his field of vision was Ashilan and a dozen rangers.

They were running towards this side with all their might. When they attacked, there were obviously more than 20 rangers setting out together, but now there are only a dozen people left.

Behind Ashilan and others, there were dozens of Kuyel tribe nomads riding war horses and galloping at high speed.

These nomads made strange calls and shouts, holding bows and arrows in their hands, and constantly shot at Ashilan and his rangers, causing great pressure and threats to Ashilan and others who were fleeing in front.

"Orville, release the locating arrow immediately!"

Hod narrowed his eyes slightly, observed the situation carefully for a while, and gave the order without hesitation.

Hearing Hord's order, Orville responded quickly. He picked up the crossbow in his hand neatly, raised it high and pointed it diagonally to the sky, and then he decisively pulled the trigger.

There was a sharp sound of breaking through the air - "Swoosh..."

The crossbow arrow was instantly ejected by the powerful bowstring force. It drew an arc in the air at an astonishing speed, and finally inserted into the ground after flying about 120 steps away.

Aslan, who was desperately running from a distance, happened to witness this scene. He immediately swung the whip hard and whipped the hips of the warhorse under his crotch. At the same time, he shouted loudly, urging the mount to speed up so that the distance between the locating arrow could be shortened as soon as possible.

"Tap tap..."

"Tap tap..."

The sound of horse hooves was like drum beats, hitting Horde's heartstrings again and again.

Finally, after dozens of seconds, Ashlan's figure quickly passed the positioning arrow used to measure the distance.

The rangers following closely behind him also galloped past, waving whips in their hands and constantly whipping their mounts.

At this time, the pursuers who were chasing him were gradually approaching the positioning arrow that stood alone in place.