She Is Not a Witch Chapter 47: Blood battle in the rain
Lorrain Hill stood up from the tent. As she had been prepared before, her clothes were also changed into close-fitting hunting suits for easy movement.
opened the curtain of the tent, and the loud sound of rain fell on his face. The six riders guarding outside the tent were also surprised to see her appear. Before these riders could ask questions, Lorrain Hill rang the big brass bell hanging at the door of the tent. The sound of the bell sounded very special even in the rainy night, which alarmed many guards who were not asleep.
The girl asked several riders beside her to immediately notify all the personnel, put on her armor, and prepare for battle.
As the Chamber of Commerce guards in the tent were awakened one by one, the sound of horseshoes in the distance got closer and closer.
I can’t wait. I didn’t expect that the enemy’s marching speed not only did not decrease in the rain, but was faster. Lorrain Hill made a decisive decision to arrange some of the guards that had been prepared in 3 rows on the avenue. The space is 3 meters apart, so that even after the cavalry breaks through the first floor, the overall line will not immediately collapse. Still have to face the long spears and crossbows in the back row.
A few team leaders led people to move quickly. In the majestic rain, shouts were one after another in the camp, and there were rapid footsteps and actions everywhere.
12 pikemen formed the first line of defense. They were standing behind the wooden fence. At this time, the sound of running horses was more obvious, and even they were vaguely aware of the bad people coming. The cold rain water wet the clothes and armor along the top of the head and shoulders, and the water on the barrel of the gun also made the clenched hands a little slippery. They stared uncomfortably at the dark and fuzzy rain curtain in front of them, as if they would rush to choose someone at any time. And the beast that bites.
The second and third rows are still spearmen, and behind the third row are swordsmen and shields suitable for melee. They protect the bowmen and other non-combatants behind. Several entourages propped up six big braziers, and then poured kerosene to ignite them so that they could burn even in rainy days.
Lorrain Hill wears the black hooded robe before, riding on the horse, looking at the fuzzy shadows in the distant mountains, holding a matte crossbow in his hand, this is a gift from the Yagertylin's family before leaving. , [Matte black crossbow] (excellent silver level).
Like a narwhal piercing the ice above its head, a group of cavalry in black armor suddenly rushed out of the turning junction in front, and rushed toward the camp.
They wore an unknown black mask. The special mask did not affect breathing even in the rain, and the dark red pattern on it added a bit of horror.
This group of black cavalry is probably at the level of Sequence 2, but their careers and rain are very good. Not only does it not affect their actions in heavy rain, but they are much stronger than usual. On the other hand, the riders and guards on Lorrain Hill's side, although there are more than 10 in Sequence 2, more than 30 in Sequence 1, and more than 100 people are all negatively affected by the rain, they are not as strong as the other party.
The leader hiding among the cavalry saw the guards waiting in the camp. His pupils shrank slightly, but he hesitated. A special whistle sounded. These black cavalry took out a javelin one after another, and then went into the rain. Throw it out quickly.
said it was too late, it was fast then. The galloping cavalry rushed to the front in a blink of an eye, while the spearmen in the front row grunted, clutching the javelin inserted into their bodies and fell down.
The dense bowstrings of the crossbow bow sounded, but unfortunately due to the influence of the rain, most of them did not hit the key points, but were inserted into the thick armor and did not penetrate. Only one of them passed through the eye socket of a cavalry, and the black cavalry also fell from the horse.
First rushed to the black cavalry in front of the battle, lifted up the cavalry that was ready to go, and surrounded it with muddy rain. With the impact of the cavalry, the wooden fence in front was smashed into pieces for the follow-up troops. The offense cleared the obstacles.
The remaining long-seekers in the first row did not hesitate anymore, screamed, raised the spear, strode forward, and slammed into the front of the war horse. The great inertia of the war horse brought the spearman down, but then also The rain slipped forward and the cavalry on his back fell heavily.
Then the spearmen in the second row also ushered in a fierce impact. The spears did not dodge the lances on either side, or there was no time to dodge, followed by the sound of steel piercing into flesh and blood, several black cavalry like Like a rag doll, it was lifted high from the saddle by a spear, and then fell on the road where the rain was flowing, without any life.
The long-seekers are not doing well here. Even if the lance surrounded by the turbid current did not hit the key, the internal organs of the whole body ruptured, lying horizontally on the ground, and could no longer stand up.
The bowstrings of the second wave of crossbows rang intensively. Due to the close distance this time, several black cavalry held the arrowheads on their necks, unwillingly fell off their horses, and rolled into the rain on the side of the road.
The following black cavalry rushed to the leader of the third platoon. The neighing of horses, the clashing of armor, the clashing of gun blades, the tight wall of people was rushed, and the sword behind. The shield soldiers immediately rushed to fill the gap to prevent the front line from being broken up.
Seeing that the opening gap is about to close, the leader of the black cavalry shouted, and the rainwater in a radius of nearly a hundred meters was quickly absorbed onto the spear~IndoMTL.com~The water flow around the spear turned rapidly in a spiral shape. , And then rushed forward like a cannonball, setting off surging water waves and violent sonic booms, and the formation of the camp was split like a big axe, exposing a wide gap.
In this way, the fragile crossbowmen and the protected core personnel behind are exposed in front of these fierce black cavalry.
Is it too late? In just two shots of crossbow arrows, this group of cavalry broke the line and rushed forward.
Looking at the shocking scene ahead, Lorrain Hill threw away the crossbow in his hand and drew a sharp long sword from his waist.
She is not someone who would easily admit defeat, and her clear voice came from the rain curtain at this moment.
"Raise the gun and charge with me!"
The ten Lanlance riders on their side pulled down the mask on the helmet. Following this brave eldest lady, the horse under the crotch began to run at full force, the rifle sank slightly, and the blue cold light began to shine on the blade of the gun. Shine everywhere.
The black cavalry on the opposite side watched this scene, without saying a word, but advancing faster, the cavalry on both sides continued to rush to disperse the guards who wanted to close the front line, while the twenty cavalry in the middle sprinted with all their strength. The turbid current began to surround the lance, and the armor on his body also reflected bursts of water.
The cavalry on the two sides collided like a roaring train. From the moment of the fight, a dozen figures were thrown high from the saddle, and then rolled down and fell down.
The queues of both sides swiftly staggered, and they ran for nearly a hundred meters before they could stop. In the pouring rain, Lorrain Hill was pale, and a long wound was drawn on her right arm. The blood stained her clothes and robes. She panted violently, and then took out a potion from her arms and gave it to herself. Down.
And the leader of the black cavalry fell in a pool of blood forever, and the outcome of the battle was determined at this moment.