Riding and Slashing

Chapter 109 The Hustle and the Elixir
"Hi'er... let me go!"

Although the leading alcoholic was obviously not very sober, he was not stupid either. He stood in the middle of the bridge, looked at both ends, and shouted to his people to make way while hiccupping.

The drunkards on the bridge were also obedient, and one by one they dawdled to get out of the way of the bridge.

The lord simply stood at the head of the bridge: "Are you their leader? Come over and have a chat, you will definitely not be able to cross the bridge anyway."

The big man looked at the lord, and slowly moved the chain forward two steps.

This is a burly man with a beard, and the smell of alcohol can burn his eyes from more than ten meters away.

There are still some bloodstains on the rusty battle armor, and the loose orange-yellow burqa outside makes his figure look even bigger.

"I'm Alaric! You should have heard my name... Dude, do you have any wine on you? We're out of wine. You know, how can you march without ale?"

The drunkard leader did not seem to be too sober, but he seemed to be able to communicate.

Li Ang had indeed heard of this name, whether it was in the game in his previous life or in the days when he first arrived in Fieldsway, he had heard of it.

Alaric the Loudman.

Some people say that he is a veteran who has made great achievements but was forced to leave the battlefield, a victim of the power of the nobles;
Others say he's just a bragging drunk, an old hooligan who loves to play tricks;
Others said he was the Son of Prophecy, the hero of fables, the savior of the people--that's what some drunkards said.

But in any case, all the rumors about him have basically the same beginning and end.

All the rumors are that he brought out a group of drunks from the tavern in Guangxiao Bay a year ago, and then called himself 'the new king of Pendor', and launched a campaign of 'Conquering the Continent' to the soldiers in the city. Jihad'...

It stands to reason that this is just a group of drunks making trouble. Such a beginning usually ends with a group of people hangover and countless people cursing the next morning.

But for some reason, Alaric's 'jihad' was not over.

They set off from Guangxiao Bay and headed eastward with noisiness, launching an 'epic expedition' - that's what those drunkards said.

These drunkards attacked villages and farms during the day, and drank and reveled at night, starting their never-ending "mobile ale festival" like locusts.

The reputation of the "drunkard group" quickly spread throughout the western part of the mainland, and even strangely formed a fanaticism that was almost religious.

Many mobs left their quarters with arms and armor to join in the tumultuous farce.

Soon, there were hundreds of drunks in Alaric's army, and new guys were added continuously.

The drunken 'conquest' continued, the drinking never stopped, and Alaric's 'reputation' grew.

It is said that the entire Howling Village was swallowed up and demolished by this army, even the wooden roofs were not spared.

Strangely, however, Fieldsway and the lords of the Sarleon Kingdom turned a blind eye to this growing threat—or, of course, could not do anything about it.

And at the end of all the rumors, there is also a unified ending-the last lord who tried to defeat Alaric was the leader of Bjorn, the "far traveler" from Filtzway.At the end of the battle, the leader of Bjorn helplessly held up half his shield and was overwhelmed by the mass of drunks.

It is said that at that time, Alaric held a mace in one hand and a fan-shaped shield covered in blood in the other, with crazy eyes.

But since then, no one seems to have seen Alaric the Loudman and his gang of drunks again.

The lord actually did not expect to meet him in Kewen Village. After all, according to the rumors, the last place this drunkard army appeared was in Short Howling Village on the western border of the Sarleon Kingdom. (Note)
And now it seems that this guy's eyes are not crazy, only drunk.

"Lord Alaric, this is Leon Griffin, can we have a chat?"

The lord still hopes to resolve it peacefully as much as possible. After all, in the current situation, even if you guard the bridge until the end of time, you probably won't get any spoils.

"Ha, a nobleman...Look at this guy's flag, this is a baron...The baron actually said he wants to talk to me...hahaha!"

Alaric smiled sarcastically, ignored Leon, and turned around to shout at his troops.

The drunkards on the opposite side laughed strangely again.

It seems that this "noisy man" probably has some class conflicts with some nobles...

"Alaric, when you raised the bull banner, I was just a commoner hanging out in the arena of the fog cage city."

Li Ang jumped off the horse, hung the lance on the hook of the saddle, clapped his hands to show that there was no malice, and planned to pull into the class distance...

Alaric turned his head to look at the Lord Lord, then at the Griffon Banner, and smiled strangely.

"Baron Leon...are you the lord here?"

Alaric patted his head as he asked, as if he was thinking about something.

"I'm actually just passing by, but I've heard about what your troops have done to other villages...so don't even think about coming here."

The lord shook his head, and put his hand on the hilt of his sword. He saw the danger in Alaric's eyes—his eyes gradually became dull, and his vision was already distracted.

"You can't stop us!"

Alaric suddenly shouted and rushed over. Although his steps were a little shaky on the bridge, his attitude became very firm: "I'm going to kill you!"

This guy is obviously out of his mind, and it seems impossible to completely resolve it peacefully.

Li Ang flew on the horse, drove the horse out of the bridge, and then took off the lance to make Alice turn around quickly.

Turning around and picking up the speed, Alaric just ran to the bridge, and the lord charged forward with a spear.

And Alaric also stood still on the bank of the river, tilted his shield a bit, and pushed forward facing the lance!

"Boom!"

Sawdust flew, and the lance shattered on Alaric's shield. The drunken man took a few steps back to the side due to the blow, but he stood staggeringly on the edge of the cliff.

This heavy shot was completely caught by Alaric!

That's right, a human being, standing on the ground and not having a firm foothold, was able to use a fan-shaped shield to catch the full-speed charging knight's lance thrust without even falling down!
Tilting the shield can slide the forward force of the lance to the side, but facing the full charge of the lance, this cannot be stabilized with one hand!

The shield was also shattered, and Alaric threw it at the frontmost cavalry behind Li Ang.

The cavalry used their shields to block the flying broken shields, but the spears in their hands failed to hit Alaric, and he rolled and escaped from the edge of the cliff.

Afterwards, this guy clenched the thick mace in his hand, and came straight to Li Ang. His heavy footsteps brought up a trail of smoke and dust, and he ran fast.

This power is indeed terrifying. You must know that the armor under the bull robe on his body should be a double layer of plate and chain armor, which is very heavy.

But this guy can still run like he's wearing nothing.

"You seal the bridge deck and leave this guy to me!"

Seeing that the enemy on the other side was about to rush across the bridge again, the lord yelled, and then went towards Alaric.

This is probably the strongest enemy the lord has faced since he came to this continent.

That's not to say that Alaric's martial arts skills are superb - in fact, his technical level may not be as good as Klose's.

However, this guy's strength is really too terrifying.

Alaric swung the mace, and every time he swung it, he could make the sound of breaking the wind. That thick mace was almost as big as a head, and it seemed to weigh at least thirty pounds!

What is the concept of a thirty-pound warhammer? The two-handed sword of the Mettenheim people is already a fairly large two-handed weapon, but the weight is less than ten pounds.

Weapons weighing more than ten pounds can only be used for fitness in most cases, because most people will exhaust their energy after a few swings.

Even a strong man, like Klose, only used a sword that weighed more than eight pounds.

And a [-]-pound hammer can basically break wherever it hits, no matter what kind of shield or armor it is, it can't be blocked.

This kind of heavy weapon is usually used to smash walls or knock on city gates...

And Alaric played more crazily - he kept waving that huge mace, and came chasing after the lord, as if he planned to smash the man and the horse together.

The lord must not be hard-pressed.

However, in fact, there is no need to force it at all. It is actually very easy to deal with this kind of fierce man who does not carry long-range weapons in foot combat.

If you are not sure how to deal with him, how could the lord let him cross the bridge...

Li Ang took off the Eagle Strike Bow on his back, drove his horse forward a few steps, and shot an arrow when he turned around.

This arrow aimed at Alaric's arm—this guy was covered in plate and chain armor, only his arms were single-layer chain armor.

But there was too much wind on the cliff on the river bank, and the lord's riding and archery skills were not good enough. Even though the distance was only 30 meters, the arrow still deviated from the intended track—it hit Alaric in the chest.

The bull armor looked quite defensive, and the arrows stuck in it, but it didn't affect his actions at all.

It seems that this is a hard work...

Li Ang drew another arrow.

And the moment he saw the lord drawing his bow, Alaric had been speeding up to catch up. He probably wasn't very clear-headed, anyway, most people wouldn't be able to chase a horse like this...

His speed is not much slower than the horse.

And this guy's strength and stamina are so good, the lord even feels that this guy is not a human being, how can a human being run so fast with hundreds of pounds of weight?

The chase lasted for several minutes, and Li Ang kept turning his head to fly the kite. He shot a dozen arrows, and finally one arrow pierced Alaric's right arm.

Alaric's body is actually pricked like a hedgehog...

The guy finally stopped, looked at the arrow on his arm, dropped the hammer in his hand, wiped the blood that flowed out, and sat down on the ground.

"I'm actually fighting? Am I on the bridge... Do you have any wine, buddy, give me a sip!"

Well, it seems that after being hit by an arrow, he finally sobered up, and there was even some begging in his tone.

The lord looked at Alaric, and took out a can of wine from his saddle bag—it was a gift from the countess.

"If you just want a drink, well, you wait by the bridge and you'll have a drink soon. But if you want to go into the village, sorry."

After speaking, Li Ang threw the can of wine over.

Alaric held the jar in his hands, bit out the cork impatiently, and took a deep sniff.

"Ha, this wine is really good!"

Then he raised his head and killed half of the can in one gulp. The wine and saliva flowed down his neck and into his armor.

"Your name is Baron Leon, right...you only have dozens of people, why are you blocking us?"

Probably because the high sugar content can really soothe people's emotions. After drinking the wine, Alaric's attitude seems a lot more friendly.

"Everyone knows what your troops have done in Short Howling Village... I can't just watch you harm the villagers."

The lord said it very directly, he felt that this guy didn't seem like a deep-minded person, but he seemed to be unconscious most of the time.

"It seems that you are a good lord... You just said that you can have wine as long as you wait here, did you lie to me? As long as there is wine, I will take them out of here."

Alaric hammered his head again, looked at the jug of wine, but didn't drink any more.

"Go and ask the Countess to bring some carts of wine... But you can't drink for nothing, you have to spend money to buy it."

Li Ang ordered in front of Alaric, and a cavalry led the order.

"Guys! Back off! Back off and wait!"

Seeing that Li Ang had someone deliver the wine, Alaric took a few steps towards the bridge and shouted loudly for his troops to retreat to the other side.

Then he turned his head and saw that the lord really had no intention of doing anything. He sat down by the big wooden stake connected to the iron chain at the end of the bridge.

turned his back on his troops.

"I just want to drink now, and I don't want to harm the village... That was an accident... I don't want to. But now, except for wine, nothing can control me... Similarly, only wine can control them."

The guy's voice became very soft, as if he didn't want the troops on the other side of the bridge to hear him.

This was unexpected, the lord did not expect this guy's temper to change drastically after he regained consciousness.

"Then why did you make such a big fuss?"

Li Ang was a little curious about him.

"I once helped the Sarleon Kingdom against the D'Shar army...but after repelling the D'Shar, my hometown was destroyed by a group of nobles...my wife and my children are gone!"

"Heh, I helped those nobles defeat the enemies they feared and protected their hometown, but they destroyed my home!"

"Then I went to Fieldsway, when the Sarleon Kingdom and Fieldsway were at war..."

"I helped Fieldsway win the war, and I took the opportunity to kill some of the nobles and scum... But unexpectedly, after the war, Fieldsway and the Sarleon Kingdom formed an alliance!"

"I was betrayed by the leader of 'Farstrider' Bjorn to the nobles of the Sarleon Kingdom - he thus gained the support of the nobles of the Sarleon Land, but I was imprisoned."

"I lost everything...but the prison can't trap someone like me, so I escaped and went to Guangxiao Bay."

"I originally wanted to kill that bastard Bjorn, but only after I went did I realize that he has become a great lord with hundreds of troops, and has his own castle, so he is no longer in Guangxiao Bay..."

"I am disheartened and pray to the gods to give me strength so that I can kill my enemies, or the devil can do it too!"

"But I didn't expect that I really got a gift from the gods! Just in the tavern... I met a mysterious person."

"I don't know if it's a god or a devil, but I got power from him anyway, real power—I think you saw it just now?"

"I was probably drunk at the time. I just remembered that I said that Pendor needs a new king to lead the people out of the sea of ​​suffering... But the next day, I found that I was followed by an army of hundreds of people!"

"I took them all the way to the east, looking for the enemies who killed my wife... But I didn't expect that since then, they called me the new king of Pendor, and said I was the son of prophecy... My team has become more and more The bigger..."

"Hahaha... I finally killed Bjorn the Farstrider... But, after I lost my enemy, I feel that my life is meaningless..."

"I just want to drink. Only by drinking more alcohol can I see my wife and children..."

"You are a good lord. Very few nobles care about the villagers... In fact, my troops will only deal with the manors of the nobles now, and I don't want to harm the common people..."

Alaric sniffed the jar of wine again, and brought it to his mouth, but he still didn't drink it, and put the cork back on instead.

"I haven't been so sober in a long time..."

The lord can generally understand his state of mind. Alaric has lost his purpose in life, and he just wants to miss the beauty of the past in his drunken hallucinations.

But judging by his appearance, there are probably not many times when he can be sober.

Looking at Alaric, the lord suddenly thought of another person - King Ulrik's father, the mad king that Lady Filina had mentioned.

The same drunks, the same madness, the same insanity most of the time, the same lead a bunch of drunks everywhere.

It's just that the status and power of the two people are different, and the consequences caused by them are quite different-one harmed the country, and the other harmed the village.

"Alaric, you said that a god gave you power? What's going on?"

Taking advantage of this guy's sobriety now, Li Ang decided to ask for clarification.

"That was a mysterious man I met in the tavern... I can't remember what he looks like, he gave me a bottle of medicine... Ha, that bottle of medicine gave me unrivaled strength!"

Alaric looked at the pot in his hand, but gritted his teeth when he mentioned power.

Li Ang was a little puzzled: "With such power, why do you still look unwilling?"

"Because, since that bottle of pills, I've rarely been sober, and I don't even know what I've done...and have been having headaches, headaches...there's a crazy voice in my head that's killing me... "

Alaric tapped himself on the head again: "Although I like to drink, I was rarely drunk before. But now, if I'm not drunk, I'm afraid I will do a lot of terrible things..."

The lord gave a long sigh: "The power obtained so easily will naturally have side effects..."

Alaric smiled wryly: "The man said that what I drank was the elixir of youth...but now that I think about it, it's probably the blood of demons! If I'm not drunk, it's hard for me to control myself..."

"I will kill crazily... Only when I am drunk can I not hurt more people!"

　Note: The baby with the strongest experience, the famous courier of Pendor, and the alcoholic group of Alaric "The Loudman", the refresh location is near the big lake between Guangxiao Bay, Ruiz and Short Howling Village.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)