Mount and Blade: Summon five outlaws at the start

This crossbow arrow is like a life-and-death line, dividing the boundary between the fugitives and the pursuers.

Looking at the dozens of pursuers getting closer and closer, Hood slowly raised his right hand.

"All crossbowmen, get ready!!!"

With Hood's low shout, all the crossbowmen moved in unison, quickly tilted the crossbows in their hands, and aimed at the pursuers who had not yet reacted.

At this moment, the atmosphere was extremely tense, and the breathing of each crossbowman became heavy, and the heartbeat seemed to be clearly audible.

The pursuers were getting closer and closer. In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen Kuyer nomads rushed to the location of the positioning arrow with strange cries.

They showed ferocious smiles on their faces, but at this moment, Hood, who had been tense all the time, suddenly waved his arms and shouted loudly: "Shoot!!!"

In an instant, a buzzing sound was heard.

Countless crossbow arrows were shot at the unsuspecting pursuers like raindrops, and the sharp whistling sound produced by the arrows tearing through the air made people's scalps numb.

In a flash, countless crossbow arrows fell like a torrential rain, pouring down on the dozen or so bold and reckless Kuyel tribe nomads.

Then, miserable screams rang out, and one by one the nomads were hit by crossbows and fell off their horses and fell to the ground. Some died on the spot, while others rolled on the ground, wailing in pain.

[Valandia recruited crossbowmen to kill Kuyel tribe warriors]

[Valandia crossbowmen killed Kuyel tribe nomads]

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This scene in front of them was like a basin of cold water poured over their heads, making the subsequent pursuers who were chasing them couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

They hurriedly pulled the reins hard, and restrained the galloping warhorse under their crotch. The warhorse neighed, raised its front hooves high, and then stopped at the other end of the positioning arrow.

These pursuers stared blankly at the dead tribesmen, their faces full of anger.

At this moment, suddenly, a low horn sounded from afar. Hearing this sound, the faces of the pursuers who had stopped suddenly changed, and they were instantly extremely hideous and distorted.

Then, something unexpected happened. These tribal nomads were like crazy, whipping their warhorses again, driving them to charge towards the chariot formation frantically.

For a while, the horses' hooves flew and the dust flew.

"Release!"

Seeing that the enemy dared to pounce on him, Hod, who was standing in the chariot formation, gave another order.

Following his order, the crossbowmen who had already loaded their crossbows immediately pulled the triggers, and arrows shot out one after another, whistling towards the enemy cavalry rushing towards them.

Only the muffled sound of "puff puff puff" could be heard continuously, and enemy cavalry were shot and fell off their horses one after another.

However, facing the tragic situation of their own people falling down continuously, the remaining enemy cavalry not only did not have the slightest intention of retreating, but became more fierce and brutal.

Their eyes were red, and they roared in anger. They completely ignored their lives and desperately waved their whips, continued to move forward, and came to thirty or forty steps away from the chariot formation under the shooting of two rounds of crossbow arrows.

Then, these Kuyel tribe nomads began to fight back. They quickly raised their bows and arrows and shot into the chariot formation.

"Raise your shields!!!"

Hod shouted loudly with a serious look in his eyes.

The Vlandian light infantry, Vlandian spearmen and robbers reacted quickly. They quickly raised the heavy shields in their hands and protected them in front of their bodies and above their heads.

"Duoduo..."

There was a burst of dense collisions, and arrows flew over and nailed on the shields.

As we all know, compared with the crossbows fired by the crossbow machine, the shooting frequency of arrows is faster, not to mention that the archers are the Kuyers who are famous for their horse archery. They are all excellent riders and accurate archers.

Therefore, when the Kuyers launched a fierce counterattack, Orville and his crossbowmen, who had originally had the advantage, instantly fell into a passive situation.

Faced with the continuous rain of arrows, they could only hurriedly hide under the shields of the light infantry, and quickly reload the crossbows and try to fight back again.

Hod looked at the crossbowmen who were suppressed and could hardly raise their heads to fight back, frowning tightly, with a pair of eyes looking straight ahead.

Suddenly, he turned his head to look at the robbers standing in the first row and shouted: "Monklon, kill them!!!"

"Understood!!!"

Accompanied by this shout, Monklon, who was holding a shield, did not hesitate at all. He did not put down the shield in his hand. Instead, he used his strong arm strength and skillful skills to swing his right hand and threw the javelin in his hand fiercely.

Almost at the same time, the other threeThe twelve robber leaders also responded in unison, throwing the javelins they held tightly in their hands with all their might.

In an instant, dozens of javelins pierced the sky like lightning, rushing towards the enemy with a whistling sound.

This sudden attack caught the enemy cavalry, who had been rushing in with great momentum, off guard.

Their shooting rhythm was disrupted in an instant. Some riders hurriedly dodged, while others waved bows and arrows to knock away the javelins, but everything seemed a bit futile.

While the enemy cavalry's rhythm was successfully interrupted, Orville, who had been hiding behind the shield, made a prompt decision and led many crossbowmen to stand up.

They aimed at the enemy cavalry who were dodging the javelins, held the trigger with their fingers, and pulled it hard, and rows of arrows flew out in an instant.

Suddenly, the remaining enemy cavalry fell off their horses in groups like wheat falling down.

This precise and fierce shooting directly swept away the remaining twenty-odd enemy cavalrymen, and the scene was in chaos.

Only the horses that had lost their masters were frightened and wandered around the chariot formation, neighing and refusing to leave.

However, just when everyone thought that the battle was about to end and they could breathe a sigh of relief, a cloud of dust suddenly rose again in the distance. At the same time, the ground under their feet began to tremble violently, and this tremor became stronger and stronger.

In the cloud of dust, it was impossible to see how many people were coming, hundreds, thousands, or more.

This situation caused great pressure to everyone in the chariot formation. They could only hear their voices but not see their people, but everyone knew that the number of enemies was definitely not small.

Finally, the enemy appeared, and the Kuyel people with distorted faces emerged from the dust, howling and rushing towards the chariot formation.

"Shoot!!!"