Chapter 104, Saving People, Blocking, Getting Angry, and Forcing a Breakthrough!

Kil held the reins with one hand and held the baron's bodyguard who was covered with injuries tightly in front of him with the other hand.

The wounds on this man's body were quite deep, but the thick armor was fine. Only the deep cuts on the armor's surface could be seen, with no wounds or bleeding. But some armors are thin, or joints are not protected during body movements, and the injuries can be serious.

Many blood vessels were clenched and cut by the monster's claws, and blood flowed outwards. Even though humans have excellent wound hemostasis capabilities, in the face of this kind of injury, the original spontaneous hemostasis capabilities are of little use.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh.

The sound of a crossbow arrow passing over Kil's head made him lower his head to avoid it.

But he quickly realized that he was wearing fully covered iron armor at the moment. Although he was not really immune to crossbow arrows, sporadic crossbow arrows could still be defended against.

Besides, the one who fired the crossbow was one of our own, so there was no need to capture Kiel and attack him unless he was not afraid of Kiel's retaliation later.

While Kiel and I were still afraid of crossbows, the two knights now completely regarded the volley of crossbows as a means of defeating the enemy that was ineffective against me but very effective against the enemy.

There was a clanging sound, but the two knights and their horses were unscathed, but they were shaken uncomfortable. But the remaining harpies that were also covered in the strike range were finished.

A large number of crossbow arrows shot at an angle pierced their hard wings, penetrated into every part of their bodies, and covered their bodies with crossbow arrows.

The harpy wailed and fell from the sky. After falling to the ground, it was still fluttering back and forth with tenacious vitality, but then its head was blown off by several throwing guns, and it died completely.

Knight Rumi was about to cheer and celebrate, but Knight Crow, who was fighting in collaboration with him, immediately took action.

"Rumi, hurry! Time is running out, collect all the things around you, don't provide weapons for the monsters that are coming soon!"

Knight Crow shouted urgently. While shouting, he jumped off his horse, grabbed the broken body of a horse, and quickly piled it on his horse. The broken horse carcass was chopped into pieces by Kiel with an axe.

It doesn't matter that one hundred thousand of his own war horses are unwilling.

You have to do it even if you don't want to. As soon as Knight Crow's horse neighed in complaint, Knight Crow hit the horse's head covered with metal armor heavily with his hand.

"Stop complaining, your back is stable!"

Knight Rumi couldn't figure out why his companion was so crazy, but out of his usual trust, he put aside all his doubts and learned to jump off his horse and pile up the corpses of the recently dead harpy monsters around him. Get on horseback.

"By the way, bring all the weapons or armor fragments left on the ground. Take them all away!"

"What's going on? Explain it, Crow."

Knight Rumi still didn't understand what was going on, so he kept moving his hands and asked.

The two knights spoke in normal voices, but the howling of the wind that had just faded away and then gradually grew louder was completely unable to block their voices.

The two people's voices seemed to have power. Even if the strong wind around them couldn't blow away the words, they couldn't suppress them with a louder voice.

"You guys, haven't you figured it out yet? In the surrounding grasslands, apart from the things we brought and the remnants left after the battle, is there anything else that can be thrown down from the sky by those monsters?"

As soon as he finished answering, Knight Crow threw all the things he could find nearby onto the horse's back. Then he jumped on the spot and lay on the horse's back in a very unsightly posture among all kinds of corpses and debris. On top, use your open hands and feet to firmly fix the things underneath you.

His horse let out a heavy breath, it was heavy, but it could still hold on.

Without any urging from its master, the war horse raised its hooves and ran towards the army as smoothly as possible.

Knight Rumi was not slow in his movements, but he simply looked over the surrounding battlefield and grabbed some scattered fallen weapons and crossbow arrows stuck on the ground.

But more crossbow arrows stuck on the ground were completely useless. Not far away, the sharp screams of a large number of harpies were already approaching quickly.

He jumped on the back of his horse, instead of lying down inelegantly like Crowe, he sat directly on it and urged his horse to speed up and run back.

-

Kil had already returned to the army ahead of the two knights.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way! Priests! Where are the priests? Someone is seriously injured here! Priests need to treat him!"

Kiir rode through the dispersed militia, shouting extremely loudly.

When the militiamen on both sides heard what Keir shouted, they all pointed to the inside of the carriage behind them.

There were also people who seemed to have dealt with Kiel, and shouted loudly to remind Kiel: "The Baron just called all the priests back! They had just finished treating the injured here."

This man also spoke extremely loudly, but to Kil's deaf ears, it was like someone whispering hello from an extremely distant place, neither clear nor loud.

But I could barely hear some movement if I concentrated hard.

"OK!"

Quickly responding, Kil slowed down to let the horse get closer to the carriage, and then got in through the gap between the carriages.

The view from horseback is much better than standing on the ground. From between the stopped carriages, you can see Baron Kendall standing on top of the carriage in the center.

Just as Kiel looked over to look for the priests, on the carriage next to the baron, priests, some old or young, were climbing to the top of the carriage on the carriage driver's seat.

The priests who had gone up seemed to be saying something to the baron, but due to the interference of the surrounding strong wind, they were far away and could not hear what they said at this time.

Keir spotted the location and immediately rode around there.

The baron's guard in front of him was in very bad condition. Not only was his face exposed from the gap in his helmet frighteningly pale, but the blood flowing from the wounds on his body had actually dyed a large area of ​​Kiel's horse's fur red.

"Don't die! Don't die! Stay alive!"

Keir gritted his teeth and tugged harder on the horse's reins, allowing his horse to turn around more neatly and avoid the carriages blocking the road in front of him.

But it seemed that Kiel had strangled it. The horse he was riding suddenly snorted and suddenly stopped, but no matter how hard Kiel kicked it with his heel, it was unwilling to go any further.

"You guy."

Kil angrily threw away the reins he was holding in his left hand and jumped off the horse with the wounded man in his arms: "I'll take care of you later!"

He pushed the wounded man's increasingly weak and limp body onto his shoulders, and Kiel took great strides and ran towards the church priests.

"We can make it in time, we can make it in time, we can make it in time, we can make it in time! We will definitely make it in time."

Although he said this, Kil felt that if he had a heart, his whole heart would fall into his abdomen.

When he rushed to the carriage near the baron, several of the baron's guards armed with big swords suddenly stood up, drew their weapons and stood in front of Kiel: "Stop! Report your intention!"

Kil pushed away the two swords that were crossed in front of him, and yelled at the people blocking the way: "Are you blind? Didn't you see that you were going to save people! Get out of the way, don't block the way, this is you One of our own! Look clearly!"

But even if Kiel said this, the people around him were not blind and could see and hear clearly. However, these baron guards still took a few steps back and stood in front of Kiel again.

"Stop, my lord has an order. Without his personal call, we cannot advance any further at this time! Back away!"

"Back off!"

"Back off!!"

Several people yelled in unison. The baron's guard who used the big sword still crossed the two big swords left and right in front of Kiel. This time, both of their arms used strength, and Kiel grabbed the place where the big swords crossed. push.

There is no push.

Kil's eyes widened with anger, he lifted up his visor and stared at the two expressionless baron guards in front of him.

"Are you crazy? I say it again, get out of the way! Or come with me to find the priest! Either way, hurry up!"

He opened his mouth wide and gasped for air. It wasn't because he was tired. To be honest, ever since he started eating monster meat and exercising to strengthen his life energy, he had always had plenty of energy and couldn't use it up at all.

At this moment, he looked like he was furious at the fact that these guys didn't care about the lives of their own comrades.

During the march south, Kiel knew very clearly that compared to other small groups in the army, the group of baron guards were the most united and exclusive.

Not only are they xenophobic, but because they are confident that their martial arts and strength are stronger than any other group in the military, they have always looked down on others.

In addition to the baron and the two knights, there were also a few priests and senior scribes.

For example, the young militiamen from all over the county who were recruited this time were called contemptuously by these guys as dirt-carrying men, while the Kendall town militiamen were called by these guys as hard laborers. As for those with a slightly higher status. These guys didn't look down on the Yi Chi town guards. Although they didn't dare to say it directly, Keir had heard that these guys called the town guards guards on the city gates and walls.

There are some eloquent guys who call the town guards the new and old shoes of the clerks.

It is insinuated that the town guards usually assist the secretaries of the government office in running errands.

Even if the actual power of the town guard is not small, it is the same.

Most of these close guards who directly belong to the Baron Kendall family travel with the Baron himself between the city of Kendall and the provincial capital of Organ Castle all year round. Their knowledge is indeed far beyond that of various organizations in the county.

But Keir has always believed that these people look down on other groups so much, are so united and exclusive, and rarely say hello to other people, that they should have their own dignity and mutual help.

But at this moment, Keir realized that these guys were really different from other people. Others worked as a duty or to make a living, but these guys were really only loyal to the baron himself.

When orders conflict with their own lives, these people are only willing to watch their companions bleed to death.

Keir instantly calmed down.

It turns out that these people are just the baron's tools, but they can't even be called normal people.

These people repeatedly shouted that outsiders could not approach unless the baron himself called. I didn't even think about sending a person to go in and inform the people inside. They didn't ask any questions and just carried out the orders mechanically.

"There's no time, get out of the way!"

Kil shouted one last time, but the answer in front of him was still to back off.

The muscles all over his body were tense. Without thinking much, Kil directly reached out and grabbed the intersection of the two swords. This time, he no longer pushed them away, but grabbed them tightly with his hands.

The metal gloves made a squeaking sound against the not-very-sharp sword. Then Kil pulled and pushed hard, and the two swords were pulled back and forth by him, along with the two tall and heavy swords. The bodies of the baron's personal guards were also swinging one after another.

Two sturdy men, both weighing hundreds of kilograms, and stout warriors wearing a suit of armor, were being manipulated like palm-sized puppets by Keel.

This frightened several baron guards around him.

They all knew that before, Kil was just a newly famous kid who had gained some fame by dealing with monsters.

Unexpectedly, he was so lucky that Knight Crow noticed his potential. Starting from marching, he was trained to become a new knight.

But although Kiel has made various outstanding performances these days, he is still an ordinary person for the time being, similar to them.

Even his skill in using weapons was far behind them. They all agreed that Kiel's equipment accounted for most of Kiel's recent results.

If it weren't for that equipment, Keir would have died long ago at the hands of some lowly characters. Besides, if they had Kiel's equipment, they believed that they could also achieve Kiel's results. Even, no, not even, they would definitely be better and stronger than Kiel's results.

With a cold face, Kiel raised his left hand up and down again. With just one move, the two baron guards who refused to let go and lost their weapons were shaken up and down and fell directly to the ground.

The arms holding the two big swords were flipped to one side, and the two sturdy baron guards were thrown out together.

It hit the carriage next to it heavily.

The baron's attendant in the carriage turned pale with fright, and slammed the carriage window shut, not daring to look at what was happening outside.

"You dare to take action?"

"Get him!"

The other three baron guards nearby shouted in unison, neatly drew out the swords from their waists, and raised the shields at hand.

But Kil was one step faster and stepped forward heavily. After quickly closing the distance, he made a fist with his left hand and struck straight at the chest of the baron's guard who had pulled out most of the sword.

Boom!

There was a dull sound that even the strong wind could not cover.

The guard who was hit in the front by a punch flew backwards six to seven meters away and hit the wheels of a carriage at the other end.

The man vomited a mouthful of blood and tried to get up, but soon failed. He could not get up no matter what, and his hands and feet seemed not to obey the instructions. His hands and feet were so weak that he could only lie half on the edge of the carriage wheels.

Someone immediately hit Keir with a shield.

Kiel, who had just beaten a man away, didn't even think about it. Relying on the experience and instinct he had recently developed with his bare hands, he subconsciously dodged to the right.

Then, after giving way to a very short gap caused by the close impact of the opponent's shield, he tapped the man's shoulder with his left hand and pulled him in front of the opponent, and raised his left foot to sweep heavily on the man's calf.

Logically speaking, they are all skilled warriors. How could someone break their balance so easily with a leg sweep? Not to mention that the baron's personal guard who was using the shield was also a sword and shield warrior.

Kiel is also good at the sword and shield stance. This defensive and counterattack fighting style pays special attention to his own balance.

Because in terms of shield defense, the three points are based on footwork to control the distance between the enemy and ourselves, the three points are based on the direction of the shield to control the force release, the three points are based on the overall balance of the body, and the last point is reserved for the counterattack with weapons paired with the shield.

Therefore, there is basically no chance of someone using a shield being knocked down in one confrontation.

But at this moment, such a scene really happened.

Kil slapped and pulled with his hand, and swept with his left leg on the ground, knocking over a melee sword and shield warrior who was also strong and well-armored.

With a bang, the man fell directly to the ground.

Fortunately, the ground is relatively soft grassland ground. If you fall hard, it will not only not hurt, but also have a little elasticity.

Just being thrown down like this, if you want to get up and fight again, it will take at least two or three seconds.

'how come? impossible! Block it, I'll get up and pester him! 'The baron's guard who was wielding the sword and shield was just thinking about this. Before he could get up from the ground, he saw that the last companion was directly grasped by Kiel at the tip of the long sword with one hand. He held it in a ring shape with his left hand. Relying on the protection of the steel armor on his hand, he held his companion's long sword from the tip of the sword to the guard of the long sword.

His companion obviously wanted to use force to break his weapon out of Kil's control, and even cut off half of Kil's hand with his sword.

But no matter how hard he exerted his force, the blade of the long sword and the steel glove on Kil's hand made a fierce friction sound.

He couldn't even break free.

After holding the end of the man's sword blade and part of the guard with his left hand, Kil held it tightly and pushed it forward. The sword seemed to change its owner in an instant under the power of absolute power.

The long swords controlled by both of them made a short and fierce collision directly against the baron's personal guard. The steel weight ball at the end of the sword hilt was like a hammer that could break the steel helmet, and hit the baron hard. The bodyguard's armored belly.

This man's armor also freely added a layer of hard thick cowhide on the left and right sides of the abdomen as a vital defense.

But the force of this short blow was too great. After the impact, it even left a deep dent in the armor on the abdomen. But the armor was dented.

If it had been a pointed and edged dagger, it would have probably pierced the armor and pierced the person.

The baron's guard, who was hit so hard, immediately fell to the ground. Although he also pulled out a spare dagger with both hands and wanted to fight, Kil didn't even look at it. He passed over the man, flicked his backhand, and nailed the man's long sword to his right hand.

Firmly pierced into the ground.

Kil exhaled with a cold face, and started to run stiffly, as if he was not the same person as he had just knocked down five soldiers in a row.

However, he saw that Kil squatted slightly and jumped directly from the ground while carrying a person. He jumped several meters high and jumped onto the roof of a carriage in front of him.

There was another carriage in front of Kiel, which was where the priests were staying at this time.

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As soon as he came up, he was naturally seen by others. The priests saw the wounded on Kiel's shoulders, and naturally they immediately understood what Kiel wanted to do when he came here.

But Baron Kendall is very interesting. He is not a priest, and he cannot hear what is happening and talking next to him in such a strong wind.

He himself has knight-level abilities, although he has not practiced much in recent years.

But he has always had the enhanced senses after the life energy filled his body.

He heard the sounds of Keir rushing over to talk and fight with his guards. At this time, the expression on the Baron's face was neither anger nor surprise at seeing Kiel's good performance.

He was judging, not just his previous judgment of Kiel, but also his judgment of Kiel at this time.

Not only the strength, but also the judgment of this young man's behavior.

Affected by the magic that enhanced his thinking ability on the magic gem crown, Baron Kendall thought a lot, but on the surface he just smiled at the blood-covered Kiel.

"Come here quickly, Kiel. Get the wounded to the priests quickly,"

Kil was stunned for a moment.

The baron looked at the priests and sized them up: "Which of you still has enough divine power? You can save my people's lives first. In the battle that is waiting for you, your divine power will be needed to use magic to assist the army in fighting. .”