Mount and Blade: Summon five outlaws at the start

[The robber leader killed the Kuyel tribe's red tassel armored cavalry]

With the sound of the last prompt, the thirty or forty red tassel armored cavalry that attacked the chariot formation were declared dead.

And this scene also severely frightened the subsequent Kuyel enemy cavalry. They all tightened the reins, reined in the horses under their crotches, stopped moving forward, and stared at the chariot formation with fear in their eyes.

"Boss, look! Those Kuyel people are scared!" Nott pointed at the Kuyel enemy cavalry that were shrinking in the distance, with a hideous smile on his face and a voice full of pride.

However, just when his hideous smile had not completely dissipated, the situation suddenly changed dramatically.

Only a noisy shouting was heard, and thousands of slave soldiers who came late slowly appeared in everyone's sight under the drive of the Kuyel people.

These slave soldiers were all ragged, pale and thin, as if they would fall down if the wind blew, but their spirits were quite high.

Then, under the shouts of the Kuyel people, these slave soldiers stopped, and then, one by one, they collapsed on the ground like mud, gasping for breath, and began to recover their strength.

"No, they are going to send these slave soldiers."

Hod, who had been keeping a close eye on the development of the situation, had a solemn face and a trace of worry in his eyes.

"Monkron, Kuhn, take people to block the gap quickly! Move quickly! Orville, Alder, quickly reorganize the formation!" Hod immediately gave the order in a hurried tone.

"Understood!"

Kuhn and others responded in unison, and then led a group of men to rush towards the gap.

At the same time, Hood turned around and told Nott beside him: "Let those shepherds come forward and prepare to meet the enemy!"

The robbers and the Valandian soldiers had been fighting fiercely for a long time, and their physical strength had dropped significantly. They must be given time to recover their physical strength.

Following Hood's orders, the robbers raised their shields and rushed forward, gathering the carriages that had been scattered due to the battle before, and forming a line of defense again.

And the Valandian soldiers retreated to the back in an orderly manner under the shouts of Orville and Alder, adjusted their positions and formed a formation, and were ready for battle.

At the same time, a shepherd also received the order, holding a simple weapon, and walked forward nervously and apprehensively.

"Woo woo woo..."

The low and suppressed sound of the horn suddenly sounded, breaking the silence that lasted for more than ten minutes, making everyone's heart tighten suddenly.

Under the horrified eyes of the herdsmen, the group of slave soldiers who looked like zombies actually began to move.

They quickly divided into teams of about 300 people, then stood up, took big steps, and ran straight towards the direction of the chariot formation.

"If you want to survive, pick up your weapons and fight them off!!!"

Hod looked at the slave soldiers rushing towards him, shouted loudly, and waved his arms vigorously in the air, as if he wanted to inject a little courage into the nervous herdsmen below.

"If you don't want to become slaves who are bullied again, if you still have a desire for freedom in your heart, then now is the time for you to resist!!!"

Hod's eyes suddenly widened, veins popped on his forehead, and every word he said hit the hearts of the herdsmen like a heavy hammer.

"To survive!"

Hod shouted, and then the voice quickly spread like a prairie fire.

"To survive!"

More people joined the shouting, their voices intertwined, forming a powerful torrent that was deafening.

"Kill!!!"

Finally, this torrent converged into a thunderous roar that resounded through the sky.

At this moment, the fear of all the slaves was thrown out of the sky, replaced by endless anger and determination.

With roars, the slaves tightened their simple weapons in their hands, their eyes were no longer confused and fearful, but full of ferocity.

At this moment, they had no way out, and only a desperate battle could give them a glimmer of hope.

Dozens of agile slave soldiers swiftly crossed the carriage and rushed into the carriage.

However, the moment they just showed their heads, they were greeted by a pair of eyes burning with anger.

"Kill!"

A slave roared, holding a spear tightly in both hands, and stabbed forward fiercely.

The sharp spearhead instantly pierced the chest of a slave soldier who was about to jump off the carriage, and blood splattered everywhere.

But the shepherd slave did not stop there. He gathered all his strength and pushed hard, directly throwing the dying slave soldier off the carriage.

"Puchi..."

Accompanied by aWith a horrifying sound, a scimitar landed precisely on the hand of a slave soldier.

In an instant, blood splattered everywhere, and the severed palm fell powerlessly from the carriage like a chopped branch.

The slave soldier's face was extremely distorted with pain, and his howling of pain was deafening.

However, facing this situation, the other slave soldiers turned a blind eye. They jumped off the carriage and waved their weapons frantically.

The surrounding slaves were unable to resist this fierce attack and were repelled one after another.

"Kill them!!!"

A roar came from behind the slave, instantly detonating the whole scene. Then, the slaves seemed to be stimulated, with red eyes and gritted teeth, rushing up like a tide.

"Puff..."

Another dull sound came, and a machete fell heavily.

The knife was so powerful that it cut deeply into the neck of a slave soldier. In an instant, blood gushed out from the wound like a flood, splashing everywhere.

The slave soldier's body trembled violently for a few times, and then fell to the ground with a bang.

However, he did not die, but fell to the ground and kept twitching, his hands covering the huge wound on his neck in vain, trying to stop the loss of life, but everything was in vain.

Seeing this, a herdsman seized the opportunity and slashed a few times. Between the hand and the knife, the head still stained with blood and brain matter had been chopped off.

Then he reached out and grabbed the slave soldier's hair without hesitation, and shook it hard. The hideous head flew out like a cannonball, crossed the chariot formation, and rolled far outside.

"Kill!!!"

The roar exploded in the air like thunder, making people's eardrums hurt.

"Kill them!!"

The shouts in response also resounded through the sky, carrying endless murderous intent.

Both sides had red eyes, roaring like mad beasts and rushing towards each other.

In an instant, the sound of metal collision, shouting, and screaming intertwined, playing a bloody and cruel war movement.

They were seen waving swords and spears in their hands, and some people accidentally dropped their weapons and opened their mouths to bite the enemy.

At this moment, everyone forgot everything and had only one thought in their minds - to kill the other party.