Chapter 138, The Battle Between Venilla and Cordoz
As soon as Venilla and Cordoz showed their fighting stance, the first people who were confused were the members of the thieves gang who pretended to be out mowing grass.
"Brother, they are coming!"
A thin pickpocket touched the short knife in his arms and nervously asked the leader who was planning on dressing up and trying to get closer and kidnap the opponent.
The leader of the eleven men obviously did not expect this situation, and seemed a little hesitant when faced with the two men who rushed towards them on horseback.
There were many of them, and he thought he had the upper hand, so he did not refuse these outsiders coming over.
But after so many years of stealing money and breaking into houses, he also has a strong intuition.
His instinct was calling the police, telling his master to run away!
With his lips pursed tightly, the leader of the thieves gang thought about it and said, "They might be testing us. They are all pretending to be scared. Don't reveal their secrets!"
When he said this, although the others also felt something was wrong, they still put on a nervous and scared expression that they no longer needed to pretend at this time.
He also stuffed the things in his hands into his clothes.
But soon they paid the price.
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Ta da da, da da, da da, da da.
Horses from the north gallop happily on the soft grass.
"Drink!" Venila shouted as a signal, and threw the spear in her left hand first, targeting the two people on the horse on the left side of the carriage.
The same goes for Cordoz next to him. As a fellow town guard who has been together for a long time, needless to say, the tacit understanding in the battle gave them the upper hand.
His spear was aimed at the two people on the horse on the right.
Thanks to the opponent's sluggish reaction, after being brought within the attack range, the group did not disperse to fight or escape. It seemed like they were pretending to be frightened, but it actually exposed the hypocrisy of this group of people.
How can ordinary chambers of commerce have such a unified reaction? Everyone has different reactions.
Whizzing--
The two throwing spears crossed a distance of tens of meters, one to the left and the other to the right. Then the height and speed of the horses, as well as the speed of the other party, continued to approach the two of them.
The two throwing spears flew thirty to forty meters away, and directly hit the man on horseback amidst the disbelieving and horrified expressions of the other party.
The man on the horse on the left side of the carriage reacted quickly. He lowered his head and bent down, but he betrayed his companion behind him. He was directly pierced through the middle of the chest by the flying spear, and the entire body was penetrated by the spear, leaving a finger. There are even thicker bloody holes.
The spear then flew several meters and landed diagonally on the grass. The gun was stained with a lot of blood and unknown broken internal organs.
The guy who was shot through the chest by the gun was also carried backwards by the force of the impact, and fell directly on his back on the grass. Because it was hit in the middle of the chest, he died immediately after opening and closing his mouth a few times quickly.
On the other side, Cordoz had better luck in throwing his spear. The two people on the horse on the right side of the carriage did not react in time and directly penetrated two people. Both of them on the horse were shot through the chest by the spear, and they were both wounded until they died. The deadly lance was fastened to the horse's back.
The owner who was driving it died. The horse was frightened and immediately ran away, carrying the two corpses on the horse's back.
The seven people on the carriage were the most frightened.
They didn't immediately stand up to fight against Venilla and Cordoz. Instead, they all looked at the eldest brother who was leading the team.
Although he was just subconsciously shouting "Huh?" "What?" "Ha!" and other exclamations without actual content, the blame and blame in them can be felt without saying it.
The thief who led the team was also dumbfounded, but he quickly reacted and shouted loudly: "What are you doing standing still! Pull out the guy and fight! Ah~ it's too late."
He made a begging sound in his mouth, but before he could kneel down and surrender, Venila, holding a long sword, passed by the carriage on horseback, and the thief who was sitting in the driver's seat led the team. Most of his neck was cut off, blood spurted from the wound, and he fell into the carriage behind him.
Cordoz on the other side also took action. He did not go directly to kill the six people in the carriage. Instead, when passing by the carriage, he slowed down, leaned to the left, and cut off with his sword. One half of the many nooses connecting the horses to the carriage.
Although the half-cut leather rope can still allow the horse to pull the cart, it can't run fast. Once the speed picks up, the remaining half of the leather rope will be torn off. The horse runs away, but the cart remains in place.
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After only one round of confrontation, the gang of thieves who originally wanted to attack the 'people above' suffered a heavy blow. The six people in the carriage were shouting and shouting, and the person who was holding the leader's head, half of which was attached to the body, did not know what to do. Others immediately pulled out their daggers from their arms, stood up, and tried to pounce on the passing strangers, but they were immediately defeated by the other party's speeding up their horses.
Some people jumped down from the carriage, wanting to fight as usual, while others immediately climbed to the driver's position, flicked the leather ropes around the horses, and drove the two horses pulling the carriage into a run.
Venilla and Cordoz looked at each other and smiled. After making a quick gesture, Venilla turned the direction of the horse, drew a throwing gun from behind, and chased the horseback enemy who had dodged the throwing spear before.
Cordoz turned his horse around, and instead of dealing with the five people in the carriage who were in a mess, he accelerated his horse and rushed towards the guy who jumped to the grass in a daze.
It wasn't until the horse-riding enemy in front of him rushed towards him and jumped onto the grass as part of a gang of thieves, a thief who slipped through the door and broke the lock, that he realized he was doomed.
He held the short knife that he had stabbed people in tightly in his hand, breathing rapidly, and kept waving it at the horses galloping towards him.
If you look closely, you can see that the dagger he wields is quite interesting. He is shouting loudly, holding the dagger in front and back, and waving it continuously in front of him. At the same time, he lowers his body and jumps slightly from left to right.
But this attitude only lasted for less than two seconds, facing the horse rushing at high speed and the long sword held high by the opponent. The thief still acted cowardly just before the battle.
He turned and ran, trying to swerve quickly again and again.
But the sound of horse hooves trampling across the grass behind him quickly approached, and then his vision went dark, and he was hit hard behind him. He flew out for several meters, rolled on the grass and spun for another two meters before stopping.
The tongue in the thief's mouth was bitten off by his own teeth during the impact. A large amount of blood flowed out of his mouth. The severe pain made him unable to think, and he could only turn around and look behind him in horror.
What greeted him was a shining long sword.
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Cordoz swung his sword, throwing away the bright red and white stains on it and the curl of greasy hair.
Then he accelerated his horse and chased the accelerating carriage.
He was not in a hurry, and was judging the speed of the carriage in his mind. Sure enough, the guy who took over from the driver didn't know how to drive a carriage at all, and he only kept pushing the horses pulling the carriage to speed up.
Soon, as the two horses galloped quickly, the leather ropes connecting them to the carriage were quickly torn.
"what's up?"
The man driving the carriage let out a desperate scream because the two horses in front of him were getting further and further away from him. However, the carriage they were riding in was slowly slowing down on the soft grass because it had no traction. stopped.
The five people on the carriage were stunned for a moment and looked at each other. Some of them wanted to beg for mercy and surrender, but they were stopped by their companions: "The hands of these people are too dark, they have no intention of leaving anyone alive."
The voice was very bitter. Firstly, he complained that the eldest brother of the thieves group did not carefully consider the actual combat capabilities of both parties. Secondly, he rashly interfered in other people's affairs. As expected, there was no good result.
After all, Strange Wind Town is a small place. Although their thieves group has some manpower, they usually can't afford to offend the guards of the large chamber of commerce passing by, so how can they take the initiative to offend the people above them.
He thought so.
"But we still have to fight. Fighting can find a way out!"
"Yes, fight! Let us fight!"
Clang, Clang, Clang.
The weapons were pulled out, and several people stood in the carriage carriage, using the carriage walls and their dead brother as protective bunkers, preparing to fight against the trapped beasts.
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Venila's 'battle' was less smooth.
It's not that the person he's chasing has a strong fighting ability, it's just that the other person's horse is good and his riding skills are better.
After chasing and escaping, the spear he threw at the right time was once again dodged by the opponent's short stature.
This made Venila feel very humiliated. He noticed that Cordoz had already killed the ￥ # guy who got off the carriage and wanted to fight with them. Therefore, if he couldn't take it down, it seemed that his skills were inferior to Cordozi's.
"Boy, do you want to fight me one on one on horseback? Like a knight!"
he shouted loudly and defiantly.
But the guy who was running away on horseback only hesitated for a moment, and Venila immediately threw out a throwing gun, grazing the opponent's hair and flew over.
As a result, the opponent ran faster.
"Damn it." There were two more guns in the gun bag behind his back, so this time the gun was not aimed at the enemy on horseback, but at the belly or hind legs of the opponent's prairie horse.
Woo——
The spear was thrown again, and the boy immediately turned over to the other side of the horse to avoid it. However, this time the spear did not miss him. Instead, his prairie horse neighed in pain.
When I got on the horse and took another look, it turned out that the horse's hind leg had a lance stuck deeply into its buttocks. The tip of the lance, which was at least half the length of my hand, was pierced.
This forced the prairie horse to slow down and flee forward with a limp.
"Aboyi!" The young thief called his horse's name, but then there was another malicious roar of a gun.
He gritted his teeth and had no choice but to use his animal companion to hide and attack again.
Sure enough, seeing that he didn't miss him with his spear, this time the enemy behind still targeted his own horse.
If it is an arrow shot by a normal hunting bow, the injury after hitting the horse will not be very serious, because the physique and vitality of horses are much stronger than that of humans. If they just hit the body, they can withstand ten fatal arrows. Multiple, unless it hits the vital part of the head.
But the throwing guns commonly used by people in the western provinces are much more powerful, such as now.
The first spear hit the opponent's horse in the rear. Although it had no major impact, it slowed down the opponent's escape. Then the second throwing gun was aimed directly at the prairie horse's belly.
The muscles and protective capabilities of the abdomen are not as good as the muscles and fur on the back butt. Although it is protected by ribs and skin, it is still soft.
The spear stabbed heavily in the stomach, making the prairie horse unable to run in pain and could only walk quickly in small steps.
Because running for a long time will cause the spear stuck in the abdomen to repeatedly cause severe pain to it.
"Haha! Die."
Venila excitedly drew out her sword and sped up to catch up.
The young thief also drew a dagger and a whip. Facing the chasing enemy, he saw the opportunity, whipped out his whip, and caught the opponent's long sword blade.
He immediately became excited and wanted to pull the whip pole and seize the opponent's weapon.
But Venila just pulled the same, and he didn't move. It was the young thief who was pulled off the horse.
Venila turned her wrist, brought up the long sword, and cut the whip into several sections while stirring.
The young man wanted to jump up and stab him with his dagger. Venilla pulled the reins, causing the centaur to stand upright, and then knocked the young man to the ground with a pair of waving front hooves.
The young man was hit on the face, half of his face was rotten, and his teeth mixed with blood flowed out of his mouth. Venila sneered: "You can run pretty well. Just die."
The long sword leaned over the horse and stabbed it, hitting the young man's face in the middle. He pulled it again, and half of his face was pulled out.
Blood flowed out, and the young man lay on the ground, his eyes lifeless.
Venilla immediately rode back towards the carriage.
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After waiting for a while, the young man woke up in pain. A warm big tongue carefully licked back the half of his face that was scratched by the sword, and the solidified blood barely stuck the face to his head.
The other side of the face that was kicked by the hoof was no longer bleeding, but many teeth that were broken from the roots were still dangling in his mouth.
Pain swept through his mind, and he vaguely heard a carriage pulling heavy objects passing through the grassland, accompanied by the stampede of several galloping horses.
When he woke up again, it was already when the sun was in the middle of the sky. The young man spit out his teeth, held down half of his face that could fall off at any time with one hand, and climbed onto the animal companion who had been taking care of him.
The injuries sustained by the horse could not be extracted without preparation, so he had no choice but to lie on the horse's back and let his animal companions jolt him back to the town.
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Venilla and Cordoz met at the carriage, and they both laughed when they saw the remaining five people on the carriage trying to 'resist'.
"So, who are you?"
Venila asked, looking up.
Some of the five people on the carriage wanted to talk, but when they were pulled by their companions, they knew that these people would not let them survive, so what should they answer?
The only thing left is fighting, and delaying time might be useful.
"They look like they're trying to stall for time?"
Cordoz smiled, and then threw two of his throwing spears to Venilla.
Seeing the two ruthless warriors on horseback about to kill them with spears, the five people on the carriage could not stay any longer, and no one knew who it was who wailed. The five people immediately dispersed, and someone jumped out of the carriage. The tail jumped off and headed straight for Cordoz.
Someone yelled loudly, but when he saw the others running away, he suddenly threw himself down in the carriage and pressed his dead brother on top of him.
Others ran towards the front of the carriage, because the horses pulling the carriage in front were not far away, and they stopped before they could run far. As long as he can climb on the horse's back, there is still a way to survive.
The other two people jumped out from both sides of the carriage, one on the left and the other on the right, running away into the distance without looking back, just running away. Their idea was that the two warriors would only focus on attacking others, so that they would still have a glimmer of hope.
Venilla and Cordoz looked at each other. Venilla pointed at the man pulling the horse, and then pointed at the man running away from the right side of the carriage.
Cordoz pointed at a person running away on the left, then raised his head slightly to signal the enemy rushing towards him.
Then the two of them took action instantly.
Venila let the horse run, then raised a throwing gun in his hand and pulled it back, first aiming at the enemy running towards the horse pulling the cart.
Knowing the timing and distance correctly, he threw the spear with all his strength.
Whoosh——
The spear was thrown in a graceful arc, and with a bang, it hit the man in the back who was running away with all his strength. It was pierced through the chest and he fell to the ground unable to get up.
Then he turned his horse around, swung his long sword in a round shape while shouting, caught up with the man who was running sideways, and cut off the spine of the man's neck with one sword.
Cordoz, on the other hand, is not as good at throwing spears as Venilla. He throws the spear at the enemy rushing in front of him, and then kills the enemy with a sword when the opponent dodges.
With blood staining his neck, he raised his sword towards the enemy and saluted.
This man still has some courage. If this group of people were not so careless and united, they might be able to tangle with them for a while.
But this is still impossible, because not only him, but Venila can also judge at the moment of the fight that these people are really not difficult opponents, but just a bunch of rabble.
With their arrogant demeanor, evasive eyes, and half-hearted organization, they look like a bunch of trash made up of local street gangsters.
Even the thugs in various shops may be more difficult to deal with than them.
Shaking his head, Cordoz immediately jumped on his horse and accelerated to chase the enemy who was fleeing towards him after killing the man.
There is nothing to say, just chase him, chop him down, and behead him.
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The man hiding in the carriage was trembling because the screams all around him happened so fast. He didn't know exactly how long it took the two men from above to kill his four companions, but it was estimated that it was no more than twenty. A breath.
He was trembling all over, and his young face was covered with tears and runny nose. He was just a young man of about twenty years old.
The sound of horse hooves that chased his companions in the distance gradually returned to the vicinity of the carriage. There were no words, and there was no strong wind that was common on the strange wind grassland. The harpy, a monster that ordinary people are usually afraid of to death, cannot appear for a long time now.
Could it be that the monster is also afraid of these two people?
"Mom, Abba, I don't want to die——"
The severe fear made him feel nauseated and vomited out. The meal he had just eaten at home in the morning smelled of stomach acid and made the truck compartment dirty.
It seemed that fear finally overwhelmed him. He suddenly changed his expression, wiped his mouth with his hand fiercely, pushed away the body of his elder brother that was pressed against him, and got up from the truck compartment.
He looked at the town in the distance, which was the hometown where he grew up. Except for the few years of his life when he was born, he spent his time on the road of migration. The other more than ten years were spent growing up in this oppressive prison.
There is obviously a vast world outside the town, but why do everyone have to live here so hard?
"Boss! I%￥%%......"
Before he could finish cursing someone, a spear was thrown out and passed directly through his head, taking away his life.
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"Where did these idiots come from?"
Rubbing her wrists, Venilla asked Cordoz.
"You don't know, how do I know? Ask your lord later. You are a knight, so you must know. Little Kil can do it too. Such a smart boy, he can probably guess what these people do."
Venilla nodded, acknowledging Cordoz's words. The two men started running, looking for the horses they needed to manage that were grazing scattered around, without paying any attention to the corpses behind them.