Chapter 100, a Large Number of Harpies Attack! Ready to Fight!

Knight Rumi fiddled with the homemade throwing gun that Gill bought with money. He gently held the wooden pole with a diameter of three centimeters between his two fingers and swung it up and down lightly.

Shaking his head: "It's a little gentle, forget it, just use it."

After saying that, the knight asked someone to collect five bundles of the spears that were in better condition, and waved the remaining ones, signaling Kiel to send some of them to Knight Crow.

Kiel led the people back to the marching carriage team again, and found Knight Crow sitting on the roof of a large and sturdy carriage on guard.

"Sir, this is the throwing spear bought from a local merchant at the request of Knight Rumi. It should be able to help you in the battle."

Gere approached the carriage on horseback, shouting loudly with a bundle of muskets in his hand.

Knight Crow shook his head, patted his magic sword, and muttered: "That guy Rumi, you know I won't be able to use it, but it's good to save some magic power."

"Pick a few bundles and throw them up to me." The knight said from the roof of the car.

So Kil immediately took out a few bundles of standard throwing guns made by craftsmen that he had already been optimistic about, and threw them on the top of the carriage one by one. The knight caught them and put them down smoothly.

The two knights each asked for fifty spears, and there were many left, so they were naturally divided equally among Kiel and others.

There were more than ten or twenty weapons per person, hung on their respective horses, and continued patrolling.

Before leaving, Kil told Knight Crow about the situation of many harpies that fell behind the local caravan. The knight just shook his head and said nothing more, asking Kil and others to do their own thing. He knew this.

"It's just as the baron expected, full of monsters, ah."

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After riding horseback and galloping around the perimeter of the army, Kiel could feel that the wind around him was getting stronger. The previous wind had already made people stagger, and now the wind was getting stronger again, making it difficult for the soldiers on foot.

It's not bad when riding a horse. The weight and strength of horses are far greater than that of ordinary humans. Although the area blown by the wind has increased, the effects on the horses are very weak.

"Will those monsters attack again? Are you so willing to come and die?" Kil whispered to himself.

Isn't there a saying that goes, good things come to you with a low voice, but bad things come with a low voice.

Not long after Kil's guessed words were spoken, and a group of them rode half a circle around the army, the two baron guards who had been keeping an eye on the environment in the sky shouted a warning.

"They are coming! East! Six, seven, eight, nine, ten! A total of ten are coming!"

The shouting was so loud that it almost broke the voice. The two baron guards couldn't help but be so nervous. In the morning, there were only four or five of them, but they already made everyone so nervous, because the knights they relied on were facing flying monsters. , and can only deal with two or three attacks at a time.

There are ten of them this time. It seems that more monsters will have to be dealt with by ordinary people like them.

"Don't panic! Blow the warning whistle to remind the troops to shrink their defenses. It was a little slower in the morning. Don't forget everything because of nervousness this time!" Kil took a deep breath and commanded under pressure.

Although the qualifications of these baron guards are much older than Kiel, the most important thing in the army is strength. Kiel, who has become an attendant of Knight Crow, is entering the road of knighthood, and his status has exceeded that of ordinary professions.

Therefore, the baron's personal guards following Kiel need to follow the instructions of this young man Kiel after encountering an incident.

After receiving Kiel's instructions, a baron's guard with a large wooden whistle hanging outside the leather armor on his chest immediately grabbed the whistle, took a deep breath, and blew the whistle with all his strength.

Shhh——————————

The extraordinarily loud shrill whistle cut through the roar of the wind, blowing through everyone in Kendall's army at the speed of sound.

Everyone who heard the sharp whistle mixed with the wind knew that the whistle sounded when the cavalry patrolling the outside discovered the enemy.

Who is the enemy?

Here, on the strange wind grassland, there is only one answer: the harpy monster.

Blowing out most of the air from his chest in one breath, the guard slowed down for a moment, and then blew ten times in a row with a short, sharp whistle.

This means that there are ten attacking monsters, and the whistle comes from the right side of the team, which naturally means that there are ten harpies attacking from the right side.

Shh! Shh! Shh! Shh! Shh!

Shh! Shh! Shh! Shh! Shh!

After ten short whistles, Kil stared closely at the ten harpies approaching from high altitude, and shouted: "Put away your spear, take out your spear and throw it at your side, don't stand still, start running, Run, run around the perimeter of the militia!"

"Drive! Run, man."

Gere accelerated the horse, and then took out two throwing guns from behind. One was simply held with the left hand holding the reins, and the other was mainly held tightly in the right hand.

With a rumble, the horses gradually accelerated. The baron's guards, like Kiel, all held newly bought throwing guns in their hands, chasing after Kiel, and together they ran back and forth in an arc around the outside of the militia team.

Woo————————

A long and heavy horn sound sounded from the carriage team. After receiving the immediate warning whistle from Kiel and the others, Knight Crow, as the main commander of the army, ordered the horn to be blown to stop the carriages that were still moving. Get ready for the official battle.

The fifty militiamen holding crossbows who had been on the carriages climbed onto the roofs of the carriages, half-crouched on the roofs, cocked arrows, and pointed towards the right side of the army.

The militiamen in the front also slowed down under the loud orders of Knight Rumi, and formed a neat formation to approach the carriage. The militiamen and militiamen were shoulder to shoulder, leaving no gaps. Half of them were piercing the sky with their spears, and the other half were aiming at the sky. crossbow.

Different from the panic in the morning, this time, the team was much calmer, and the militiamen would spontaneously cheer loudly when moving.

He took one step and let out a loud "ha" sound.

He took one step and let out a loud "whoop".

It seems useless, but doing so boosts morale and makes the young militiamen move mechanically when they hear the whistles and horns.

Everyone just needs to obey orders and give up thinking and fear.

The militia teams in other directions did not have the direct command of the knights, but they did a good job. At least no one was running around in a daze, and they automatically gathered from the marching queue into a dense battle queue.

The militiamen holding spears spontaneously stood on the outside of the team, leaving the potentially safer place behind to their companions holding crossbows.

The captains and deputy captains of each team were not as nervous as ordinary militiamen, but were excited. These young people who had received simple martial arts training at home were already tired of the endless walking every day. At this time, they encountered a large number of monsters. The attack was actually the thing that made them happiest.

Even if some of them die in the hands of monsters.

The excitement suppressed the anxiety about death. The captains and deputy captains of these teams shouted loudly with excited faces, spreading their emotions to their companions in other teams.

So, when the ten harpies circling in the sky approached, they saw the Kendalls waiting in a distant position.

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Although Baron Kendall is noble and the army essentially belongs to himself and his family, he is not actually responsible for wartime command.

He was restless in the luxurious carriage, not because he was afraid of fighting, but simply because he was worried about whether the army under his command was really as elite as Knight Crow who trained the army said.

The harpies and monsters on the strange wind grassland seem to be a test.

"Well, I just don't know if this test is too harsh."

He was talking to himself.

Last night, he had arranged for someone to buy a group of sheep. Like other local caravans, he could have obtained the right to pass the road by donating meat to the monsters along the way.

The value of those sheep was just a drop in the bucket, nothing compared to the army he had spent a lot of effort and money to build.

‘Gold and fine gold need to be tempered by fire to show the difference. ’

This is an old proverb of empire.

It is said that it was passed down from the time of the ancient Magic Empire. When mining gold, people would often find from the lumps of natural gold particles that the soft gold was often mixed with very few extremely hard substances.

That thing had the same color and luster as gold, but its hardness far exceeded all substances that humans could discover at that time and even now.

Regarding how to refine this precious substance, people easily discovered that they could use flame burning to obtain the precious substance whose true value far exceeds that of gold from the found gold.

Gold is soft and resistant to burning, and the melting temperature can still be achieved through technical means. A large amount of gold can be continuously heated to melt the entire pot of gold into liquid.

Then just keep stirring and let the gold remain liquid for a long time.

Then pour the liquid gold into the required mold. At the bottom of the high-temperature-resistant stone pot, the fine gold that remains in the liquid state remains in the form of fine particles, which is the treasure pursued by the early magnates of the Magic Empire.

The ambitious Baron Kendall certainly needs priceless gold.

Although gold is also very good, if you want to fight against the earl who rules the northwest province, only an army of fine gold can play a vital role.

Compared with the general army, the earl who controls Organ Castle and its surrounding areas has far more manpower than the most remote border area of ​​Kendal.

As a self-proclaimed scholar, he understood this.

Therefore, we need to develop the army, so we can't wait to cross more than half of the kingdom and participate in the southern border war with unknown benefits.

Just to obtain an army that will play an important role in future wars.

Of course, high-level combat power is also extremely important. Baron Kendall naturally understands this. However, the source of this part of combat power is not very controllable. Recently, only the boy Kiel seems to have hope of promotion.

The old knight of Dorallin Village was good enough to train his grandson into a knight who could take over.

Just when Baron Kendall was anxious and restless, a neat sound of a crossbow being released came from outside the carriage.

When hundreds of crossbows were released at the same time, the sound of the bow strings vibrated through the clouds and cracked the sun, and even the howling local wind could not block it.

His heart tightened and he could no longer sit still. He simply packed up the protective magic props and weapons that he should have mastered as a formal, wealthy, and well-connected noble.

Baron Kendall pushed aside the carriage in which he was the only one riding and came outside the carriage.

The well-sealed carriage blocks too much sound and information.

As soon as they came out, there was the fierce roar of the wind, the continuous sporadic firing of crossbows, the roar of the brave Kendall warriors, the calm instructions of the Crow knights, and the wailing and shrinking sounds of the timid clerk and the town militia.

Everything is mixed together, coming from the pavement. It flooded into his ears from both ears and shook his spirit.

Taking a deep breath, the baron gently rubbed his fingers on the jeweled tiara on his head. Instantly, under the influence of magic, he calmed down.

Pushing aside the attendants and bodyguards who wanted to personally escort him, Baron Kendall jumped onto a sturdy carriage. Now he could look in the direction of the chaos without being blocked by the body of the carriage.

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A moment ago, when Baron Kendall was thinking about the contrast between gold, fine gold and the army, here in Kiel.

"They are coming! Remember! Your ears will be deafened! But don't be afraid, you can't command next, let's all 'see' what to do!" Keir shouted, and then stepped ahead to meet the rapidly approaching harpy monster .

Behind everyone's back, he took out something from a pocket in his belt, quickly opened his visor and swallowed it, then closed the metal visor.

No one noticed what Kiel did at this time.

Because he had a premonition that a big battle would follow, Kiel finally seized the opportunity and quickly put one of his trump cards, red-eyed mushroom candy pills, into his mouth, chewed it hard, soaked it with saliva and swallowed it.

From previous battles, they obtained valuable monster information.

The harpy monster would emit a shriek that could shatter the eardrums from its mouth. They had no way to stop it, so the only way was to prevent the harpy monster from getting close enough to deafen a large number of soldiers with its scream.

This requires someone to be brave enough to deal with the monsters, using themselves as bait, not to mention causing losses to the monsters, but mainly to hold the monsters back and prevent them from getting close to the large army.

Kendall's soldiers have a large number of long-range projectile weapons. Although they don't know whether these crossbows can hit monsters in such unfavorable strong winds, this is still where their humans have the advantage.

Kil urged the horse to turn and charge straight towards the monster. This gesture made the several mounted baron guards following him feel palpitations. But these people were just stunned for a moment, surprised by the bravery of this kid Kiel, and then they rushed out together.

"Don't get together, let's spread out! Wait for a while, Knight Rumi will be here soon!" A more experienced baron's guard shouted loudly.

He was right. The situation must be the same as in the morning. Knight Rumi, who was maneuvering alone outside, would soon come over to deal with these monsters.

As long as Knight Rumi directs the front militia team to approach the carriage, Knight Rumi can relinquish command and hand over all militia command to Knight Crow, and he himself will come to fight.

Although those monsters could fly and looked powerful, they still couldn't do anything to the knights.

With this thought in mind, several of the baron's guards spread out, facing the flying monsters from the left, center and right.

The one who took action first was naturally the Harpy monster which had the advantage.

"呷-"

The strong monster at the head found the target first and shouted loudly towards Kiel at the front.

Sound waves invisible to the naked eye swept past Kiel in a columnar shape. Kiel's whole body trembled, there was severe pain in his ears, and he couldn't hear anything for a moment.

It wasn't that he couldn't hear anything, but there was still a sharp sound in his head that was turning over and over again, causing him pain. But this thing quickly disappeared, and then silence fell.

It was like a mime that Keir had heard of but never seen in his previous life. No matter how ferocious the monster was, making shrill and terrifying screams, it didn't seem so scary anymore.

He was deafened by the shouting, but the beating was not in vain. This was not Kiel's character.

The riposte was issued immediately.

Taking advantage of the impact speed of the horse, Kil stretched his legs in the stirrups, stood up, and clenched and relaxed the spear in his right hand, and then tightened it again.

Just when he was getting closer to the strong leading monster, when the other party finished shouting and was about to pull up in the air, Kiel took action.

The body twisted, and the metal armor on his body made the sound of parts rubbing and colliding, although Kil couldn't hear it.

He stretched his right arm back, then his eyes narrowed, and he saw the right moment and threw his arm forward instantly.

A standard throwing spear he held flew upwards diagonally, extremely fast, and drew an approximate straight line.

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The monster at the head was not bad either, although I was surprised that the usually invincible high-pitched chirping had no effect on the metal villain on the ground, but it actually did. But it was only surprised for a moment before it came back to its senses and discovered the human counterattack.

There are few monsters on the Strange Wind Grassland that can counterattack the Harpy monster's attack, so it is a little careless, but makes up for it quickly.

He flapped his wings, trying to instantly lift himself up a level and dodge the thrown spikes.

However, after the battle in the morning, Kil had somewhat seen through the Harpy monster's first reaction when faced with the attack.

They must flap their wings and fly upward!

So Kiel specially threw some upwards. It was difficult to master the level of throwing while riding a horse. Kiel threw it with one shot at this time, and it was more of a matter of luck.

middle!

Luck clearly favored Kiel.

The monster immediately flapped its wings upward to avoid it, so when the thrown spears passed through the air, it still stuck one of the monster's hairy legs.

"Gah?"

He tried his best to flap his wings a few more times and flew high. The monster humanoid had a look of surprise on his face. He was actually hit?

Then he became furious, raised his foot and clawed off the human spike that pierced his right thigh. The monster angrily fixed its inhuman gaze on the little iron man running on horseback on the ground.

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Other baron guards who came on horseback also encountered the enemy.

They separated to face the monster group in order to prevent the harpies from getting close to the large army and create opportunities for the militia team behind them.

But they had been completely prepared mentally before, but when the monsters above them jumped down and screamed loudly at them, these few people were still greatly shocked.

"ah!!!!"

He shouted that he couldn't hear the roar, and there was severe pain in his ears and a shaking feeling that was enough to blur his vision.

The horse he was riding performed very well because of the breed problem mentioned before.

One of the guards roared and threw the spear in his hand towards his head. He was worthy of being the most skilled guard selected by Baron Kendall. The three thrown spears all hit the three eagles flying at low altitude. Strange people.

The other two were not mediocre either. After being deafened by the sound attack, they did not fight back immediately, but they were not afraid.

What a joke. Who dared to rush out of the army to fight at this time, including Kiir who led the team, no one was afraid.

fear death? Or are you afraid of monsters?

Neither of them, these two people have reached middle age, their physical strength and will have reached their peak, and their experience has even reached their peak. Knowing that a temporary counterattack after the body was injured at this time would not be effective, the first thing he did was not to counterattack, but to roar from the inside, roaring at the monster flying in the sky, just to attract the monster's attention.

Let the monsters chase the two of them, giving others, especially the army behind them, a chance to attack.

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In the center of Kendall's army, atop a group of dozens of carriages, Knight Crow stood upright at this time.

He had exceptionally good eyesight and was staring closely at the battlefield not far away.

His left hand rested on the hilt of the sword on his left waist, and his thumb subconsciously rubbed the end of the hilt. In his right hand, he also held tightly a newer standard throwing gun.

The knight's breathing was steady, but his mood was obviously not as steady as his trained body.

"Don't die."

He muttered quietly.