"Crazy … Crazy … They are trampling on the rules!"
When the rumbling sounds came, the faces of the lords immediately changed. Earl Owen, whose camp had been attacked, turned around and left without saying a word. When he got on his horse, he did not forget to look back and say coldly, "Are you going to watch him break the rules?"
The meaning of this sentence couldn't be more clear: the nobles never wanted to see such a rash and reckless person appear … So no matter what kind of conflict of interest these lords had before, Sodelor was now an enemy standing on the opposite side of them!
It was impossible to judge the situation in the distance at this time. Although Earl Owen was burning with anxiety, at this time, he could only rush back to the camp under the protection of the knights around him. He could roughly confirm that this crazy scene in front of him was done by Lord Sodelor, but the other party wanted to go against him with only 60 men … No matter how he looked at it, this was an act of overestimating one's own strength and 'courting death'.
With this thought in mind, he ordered the soldiers around him to speed up. He held the sword that had not been unsheathed for many years and narrowed his eyes slightly.
"The time for revenge has finally come …"
*****
At the same time, Earl Owen's camp had fallen into complete chaos.
When the cavalry regiment in the distance rushed over, there was no one at the front of the camp who dared to fight them head-on. The knights did not even have time to get on their horses, let alone prepare barricades and trenches. The camp was empty because they were escorting Natha and the others. At this time, there were less than 200 people in total, not even a single armed knight!
There was no suspense in such a battle. When Sodelor and the others rushed into the camp, the whole front line was torn apart like a piece of cloth by a pair of scissors!
The troops marched straight in without any resistance.
"Stop them!"
"Get on the horses! Get on the horses! "
"Gather together!"
Earl Owen's subordinates shouted in panic. A few knights hurriedly mounted their horses and wanted to resist, but after a few steps without any tacit understanding, they were greeted by a whole half-moon formation …
The knights who were not equipped with armor were directly pierced into sieves by the pure suppression.
After Sodelor and the others rushed into the camp, they scattered and attacked without hesitation. Even though this increased the range of their attacks, their momentum seemed to have declined after losing their formation. Soon, the Knights caught up to them and a head-on battle broke out again.
However, these knights soon discovered that … they did not even have the ability to resist and were completely 'suppressed'.
The reason for this was simple. After the "Blessing of Power", drinking the "Stone Skin Potion", and with the powerful "Holy Priest" Akasha following behind them, all the scouts' morale was at its peak!
The enemy's resistance and attacks had no effect on them at all. The 'Stoneskin Potion' was equivalent to giving them a shield out of thin air. Even if they were to be slashed in the arm by a sword, it would only leave a shallow wound.
The "Holy Shield" that would flash on their bodies from time to time was almost invincible on the chaotic battlefield. With such a strong logistical support and two bottles of "Intermediate Healing Potion" in their pockets, they couldn't think of any reason to back down from such a comprehensive buff battle style!
If they still could not win, they might as well jump off their horses and fall to their deaths!
At this moment, only the 40 scouts led by Sodelor, Ruger, and Carter were really participating in the battle. The 20 Paladins were all sitting on horseback behind Roddy, each holding a warhorse in their hands. They were waiting patiently as a reserve team.
The entire battlefield was monitored by Roddy with his' Environmental Acuity '. His eyes were cold, and he held a short bow in his hand, but he had no intention of shooting. He just sat quietly on horseback, like an emotionless war machine.
In two minutes, the charge of Sodelor and the others had caused the morale of the enemy in the camp to collapse. The soldiers who had originally wanted to resist could not bear the pressure and began to flee in large numbers.
The whereabouts of Natha and the others were soon interrogated from the captives. Roddy just nodded after receiving the news, and then expressionlessly shot an arrow. When the sharp whistle sounded, the 40 scouts almost immediately turned their horses and began to gather. Ten seconds later, with Roddy's silent tactical gesture, the whole team immediately left the devastated camp and charged straight into Keg Town!
The iron discipline brought the whole team unimaginably terrifying efficiency. When the second charge began, Roddy's figure rushed straight to the front with a short bow in his hand …
"This is just the first step … It won't end so easily."
The low murmur was drowned in the rumbling sound of hooves. Roddy turned his head slightly and looked gloomily at Earl Owen, who was coming from a distance, and then disappeared in the dust raised by the team's galloping.
Two minutes after the whole team left, Earl Owen, who came from the north of the town, had just arrived at his "camp". At this time, it was no longer a camp, but a "ruin".
Owen was flanked by two Barons and a hundred guards. Before coming here, he thought he would see Sodelor and the others trapped in the camp. But what he saw made him speechless, and he didn't even know what to say.
The camp had collapsed, the ground was in a mess, and the soldiers were running in all directions. In less than six minutes, the enemy had smashed their camp into pieces and left. If it were not for the groaning knights and squires on the ground who had been cut by swords and sabers, Earl Owen would have even thought that this was the result of being attacked by a "tornado"!
"Gather … gather everyone. I'm going to tear them into pieces!"
Earl Owen, who never showed his emotions, was completely enraged at this time, and even stuttered a little. He held the hilt of his sword, his body trembling slightly, and his knuckles were pale. In many years, this was the first time that someone had challenged his authority to his face!
Or rather, this was no longer a "provocation", but a direct slap in his face, and then a spit in his face!
"Go after them! Kill them without mercy! I don't want any prisoners of war! "
The roar resounded through the messy camp. Without saying a word, the two barons next to him rushed in the direction of Roddy and the others with their subordinate knights and troops, and the other lords in the distance also began to move. At this moment, more than 1,200 soldiers outside Giger Town pressed into the town!
It took at least 20 minutes for the knights to put on their armor, so at this time, all the soldiers who rushed forward were infantry. Although they were at a disadvantage in the face of cavalry, the suppression of 20 times the number of soldiers made this problem negligible.
Although he was shocked by the combat power of Roddy and the others, Earl Owen still firmly believed that these seemingly brave guys were just carrying out the last charge in their lives …
"How dare they be so arrogant with just 60 people …"
Earl Owen no longer concealed his ferocious expression and loudly ordered the knights who had reached the advanced level, "Before evening, I want to see all their heads placed in Giger Town!"
"Yes, Master!"
In the orderly response, the muffled sound of houses collapsing came faintly from Giger Town in the distance …
*****
When Earl Owen's camp was attacked, the captive escort team at the edge of Giger Town had no idea what was happening in the distance.
At this time, the team had just walked out of the town. After leaving the densely built streets, there were a lot more trees around them than before. Such a terrain made the village chief Brody, who had not spoken a word, raise his eyes slightly and narrow his eyes.
"Natha, do you remember the way before?"
The guards who were guarding Brody frowned when they heard the sudden words spoken in the Elven language. Naturally, they did not understand who he was talking to because Brody had been looking forward all along.
Ten meters away, Natha was trying hard to resist the heavy shackles on her feet. When she heard this, she suddenly remembered that Brody did not cast any spells throughout the whole battle …
"After I cast the spell, run back to the forest along the way and don't look back."
Brody's voice was very low, and he looked around at the same time. Several soldiers said things like "old thing, shut up" and pushed him. Brody staggered and then fell to the ground because his hands were tied together …
However, Brody did not seem to care about such treatment at all. When he reached out and touched the ground, he quietly pulled out a few grass stems that had not completely withered yet.
As an elder who had experienced several wars, Brody's view of the overall situation was naturally far better than Natha's. He did not cast any spells when he was surrounded earlier because he was very clear about his situation. The enemy outnumbered him ten times, and even if he cast any spells, it would be useless.
Therefore, Brody chose to endure it. He understood that Roddy would definitely not be able to rush here to help at this time. Thus, from the beginning, he was prepared to escape with Natha.
Up until now, all the preparations had been completed. The awkward fall at this moment was the opportunity for the plan to begin!
"Old bones, stand up!"
Seeing Brody fall, the soldier at the side reached out and wanted to pull him up roughly. However, when he reached out, a dark green light flashed in his vision …
"What — the hell is this?"
Before he could finish speaking, the loud noise coming from the front completely drowned his shouts …
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