Mount and Blade: Summon five outlaws at the start

"Duoduo..."

Powerful and heavy crossbow arrows shot like raindrops, hitting the heavy shield fiercely, making a dull and loud sound.

Along with these sounds, the speed of the robber leaders who were originally aggressive gradually slowed down.

It was not that these robber leaders did not want to quickly approach the city wall, put the long ladder on the top of the city, and then rush up to kill all the guards on the city wall.

It was just that the crossbows fired by the heavy crossbows controlled by the guards really posed a great threat to them.

If they were not careful, they might be hit in the vitals by the crossbow arrows and lose their lives.

You know, these robber leaders are all powerful fifth-level soldiers! In terms of equipment and personal attributes, they far surpass ordinary soldiers.

However, even though they are so powerful, they are still mortals after all, not invulnerable to swords and guns. Once they are hit by the powerful crossbow arrows, they will also be unable to escape the fate of death.

Since the guards on the top of the city used heavy crossbows to counterattack, five or six of the thirty robber leaders have been shot dead by crossbow arrows in a short period of time.

They went through many battles before being promoted to the ranks of the fifth-level soldiers. They thought they could show their skills in this battle with their own strong strength, but they never thought that they would die here.

But this is the reality and risk that the attackers cannot escape.

You know, no matter in which era, as long as it is a siege, the attackers often have to pay a heavier price than the defenders.

Of course, nothing is absolute in the world, and occasionally there will be some special circumstances that allow the attackers to break through the city with less casualties.

However, such examples are rare.

Most of the time, the ratio of casualties between the attackers and the defenders will be several times or even dozens of times different.

If it is a simple one-on-one battle, a robber leader can easily deal with the siege of seven or eight ordinary guards with his equipment, extraordinary skills, and combat experience.

However, at this moment, the situation was completely different. This was not a one-on-one fight, but a fierce siege.

These robber leaders had to grit their teeth, endure the dense crossbow arrows pouring down from above their heads, and move forward step by step with difficulty.

For the robber leaders, as long as they could successfully rush to the city wall, the victory of this battle would undoubtedly belong to them.

Therefore, although the road ahead was full of dangers and obstacles, they still did not retreat at all.

Standing in the back watching the battle, Hod had a blank expression on his face. He stared at the development and changes of the entire battlefield situation and remained silent.

Only when he saw that several robber leaders were unfortunately shot by the powerful heavy crossbow and fell to the ground in an instant, the corners of his eyes could not help but twitch slightly.

At this time, the robber leaders who were charging with long ladders were only a dozen steps away from the towering city wall.

But this seemingly short distance of just over ten steps made them move forward very slowly. The heavy crossbows on the top of the city wall never stopped attacking, and they kept shooting down.

Surprisingly, perhaps inspired by Conrad's previous roar, the rhythm of the originally panicked guards' shooting became more and more steady and orderly.

Facing the increasingly accurate and sharp shooting of the guards on the city wall, Orville's anger burned more and more vigorously. He kept shouting loudly, urging his crossbowmen to speed up the shooting speed and frequency, trying to suppress the opponent.

"Shoot!!!"

With the roar of Orville, who was in charge of the crossbow phalanx, countless crossbow arrows were thrown rapidly towards the top of the city like raindrops.

But the guards who stabilized cooperated tacitly, one holding a shield for defense, and the other holding a crossbow to shoot, and were not affected by the falling crossbow arrows at all.

"Boss, let me go!!!"

Nott, who was beside Hod, was anxious, staring at the robber leaders in front of him who could only passively take the beating and could not fight back. His eyes were almost popping out, and his eyes were red with anxiety, as if they could spit fire.

Monkron, Kuhn and Jeff, who were standing aside, were also anxious, their chests were heaving violently, and their breathing became heavier and heavier.

After several battles, these robbers were left with only these people. Every loss of a brother was an unbearable pain for them.

Watching their brothers fall one after another under the enemy's crossbows, their hearts felt as uncomfortable as being bitten by millions of ants, and they had long wanted to rush forward to fight the enemy.

Hod turned his head to look at Nott, who was emotionally excited beside him, with a solemn look. After thinking for a while, he finally nodded slightly to express his agreement.After getting the permission, Nott instantly became excited. He swung the iron-covered round shield in his hand and shouted: "Kun, Jeff, come with me, let's kill these hateful guards!"

After that, he raised the round shield above his head, like a ferocious beast, and ran towards the battlefield in front.

Kun and Jeff, who had been waiting for this moment, followed him without hesitation, and the three of them rushed out.

However, Monkron did not act together. Although he also wanted to join this battle, as the last line of defense to protect Hord's safety, he knew that he had a heavy responsibility. No matter how anxious he was, he could only endure it at this moment.

The three of Nott held their iron-covered round shields tightly and strode towards the robber leaders.

"Julvus, charge with me!!!"

At this time, Nott's face was full of anger, and the anger in his heart had burned to the extreme. His eyes were wide open, and Julvus, who had been frustrated for a long time, heard Nott's roar, cursed, and responded to the call without hesitation.

He was no longer as cautious as before, but suddenly roared, carrying a long ladder and spreading his legs, rushing forward at a faster speed.

Seeing Nott and Julvus so brave, the other robber leaders were also greatly encouraged.

They all roared, and their voices resounded through the sky, like thunder exploding in the air.

For a time, the shouts and footsteps intertwined, forming a powerful torrent, rushing towards the city wall.

"Click..."

With a sound, a long ladder was finally successfully placed on the top of the city wall.

Without waiting for the ladder to stabilize completely, Nott, who was full of anger, climbed up with his hands and feet.

"Three rows of rounds, suppress!!!"

Seeing this scene, Orville was overjoyed and immediately commanded the crossbow phalanx to support Nott and his men.

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Off topic:

The protagonist is about to become independent. How about temporarily setting the country as the Holy Roman Empire?