Real Mount and Blade Game

On the walls of Dehrim, the defense battle continues.

Hundreds of undead troops from the Black Arrow Tower's Seventh Dynasty have arrived outside the city wall and outside the moat.

However, the undead troops of the Black Arrow Tower's Seventh Dynasty had no way to cross the trench because the trench was too deep and wide enough to block the skeleton army in the black fog.

But if it were a regular skeleton army, they might have no choice but to use the most primitive method, which is to use the endless number of skeleton army to pave a passage in the trench, and then approach the city wall and use their own bones as raw materials to directly build a gentle slope from the outside of a city wall, so that more skeleton army behind them can walk onto the city wall.

This is the only stupid way.

However, these skeleton archers did not need to use such a stupid method. They stood outside the trench, and as the black mist began to spread, more and more skeleton archers came to the outside of the trench. Then they bent their bows and shot arrows in the black mist. With the sound of whizzing through the air, the rotten feather arrows were nailed to the baffles of the city wall with sharp sounds.

The skeleton archers began their rain of arrows.

Because they were all archers, they only needed to draw their bows and shoot arrows to harm the defenders on the city wall. Even though the city wall was 6 meters high and made of stones, there were also three-finger-thick and two-meter-high wooden baffles on the wall as additional protection.

Faced with more and more skeleton archers, they began to draw their bows and shoot arrows at the city walls.

The defensive pressure on the entire east wall of Dehrim suddenly increased. The Mounted Swordsmen who had already reached the wall even had to hold up their left arms with shields in front of themselves in order to maintain a good mentality in the dense rain of arrows.

Because the dense rain of arrows outside hit the city walls and baffles, making crackling sounds, and the arrows damaged by the strong collision flew everywhere in small fragments.

All of these created some psychological barriers for the mounted and slashed soldiers on the city walls.

Especially those lowest-level Swadian recruits and Swadian militia. These two first- and second-level soldiers are cannon fodder and have no way to cope with a real large-scale battlefield.

For these Swadian recruits and militiamen, their main tasks are patrolling the city walls, standing guard and suppressing bandits.

This kind of high-intensity and high-intensity battlefield is not a place they can set foot in.

"Hold on, everyone, hold on, hold up your shields, don't put your shields down." At this time, Fatis was still patrolling the city wall quickly, running back and forth on the east wall with his 10 Holy Tree Knight guards.

When he saw someone trying to stick their head out to look at the skeleton archers outside the city wall or the gaps in the baffles, he would mercilessly hit them with the scabbard of his knight's sword and shout angrily: "Do you want to die? Pay attention to your own protection, and don't be curious. Curiosity on the battlefield will kill you! You just need to obey orders!"

The Swadian recruits and militiamen who were beaten all withdrew their gazes tremblingly.

He raised the old shield and fan-shaped shield on his left arm again, tightly grasped the spear or one-handed axe in his hand, and continued to grit his teeth and wait silently for the siege battle that might take place after the skeleton archers finished shooting.

However, compared to the very unprofessional behavior and actions of these Swadian recruits and Swadian militia, the Swadian light infantry and Swadian infantry who were also on the city wall were more professional.

So at this time they didn't make any movement to stick their heads out, but half-crouched quietly behind the baffle, and used the fan-shaped shield on their left arm and the rear fan-shaped shield to block the gaps and shooting holes in the baffle, allowing the walls and baffles in front of them, as well as their shields, to be hit by arrows or hit by flying arrow fragments, and they didn't move at all.

Because they are the most professional regular soldiers, they can no longer be compared with Swadian recruits and Swadian militia, which are soldiers in the militia system.

"Well, very good." Right on the city wall, Shen Mu, among the guards of the Holy Tree Knights who raised their shields, looked at the Swadian light infantry and infantry on the city wall. He couldn't help but nod and praise them for their professional behavior.

It is such professional actions that can make his walls impregnable and give him absolute confidence.

And seeing that Fatis was correcting the unprofessional movements of the Swadian recruits and Swadian militia, he nodded secretly. This was why he chose Fatis to be in charge of the east wall. It was because this military aristocrat from a noble family, a real knight, understood many basic professional qualities.

At the same time, this is also why Shen Mu asked Resarit to go to the west wall to be responsible for the defense of the west wall. It is also because this omnipotent military noble also understands the key points of defending on the city wall.

"Of course everything is fine, the situation is not dangerous. Although these skeleton archers seem to shoot arrows fiercely, they have no way to attack the city wall. After all, they can't even solve the trench now." And just behind Shen Mu, Bestur was holding his nomadic bow and watching the dark fog outside crowding towards the city wall. His face was not serious, but rather ordinary and relaxed: "Although they seem to be numerous, they are not dangerous."

"It's better to be careful. Let's go to the west wall and take a look." Shen Mu reminded him. At the same time, he looked at the west wall and felt more worried: "These undead legions appeared so suddenly. I'm worried that something bad will happen."

"The warriors from the continent of Calradia will not let you down, Lord Shen Mu." Bestur spoke in a decisive tone, representing his courage and the inner thoughts of all the Mount and Blade soldiers.

Especially on the battlefield, he sensed the worry in Shen Mu's words. If these Mounted Blade soldiers who were loyal to Shen Mu did not take any action, it would be a shame for the strong fighting power they had honed in the continent of Calradia and in this alien world.

Although the undead monsters in this alien world looked scary, after several battles, even Bestur had realized that those undead monsters were just empty shells.

They just looked like terrible monsters crawling out of graveyards and tombs, but in fact they would still die again when facing the swords, spears and lances in their hands.

There were even many monsters that looked very scary, but they seemed particularly ridiculous compared to the Swadian knights, Vikia sharpshooters, Nord royal guards, Rhodok sniper crossbowmen, and Sarand Mamluks that he, a Khergit, had faced before.

Looking at the undead monsters outside, the skeleton archers released a dense rain of arrows, like a tsunami.

But for Bestul.

As long as the first two rows of Kugit riders, who were wearing lamellar armor and holding shields, charged forward with spears held high, the Kugit riders in the back rows, even if they were only wearing cloth robes and riding the lowest grade grassland horses and holding inferior spears, could directly defeat the team of skeleton archers.

This is Bestur's confidence.

Not to mention the Kugit heavy archers, who were all wearing heavy armor and holding iron shields.

There was nothing else to do with these skeleton archers. Just raise your heavy lance or heavy nomadic scimitar and charge them to defeat all the skeleton archers. They would not be able to organize an effective defense.

A group of skeletons crawled out of the graveyard. Even though they could still shoot arrows and attack, their bones were shining with metallic luster. But a group of skeletons were still a group of skeletons. They looked quite scary. But as long as you let go of the fear in your heart and fill yourself with courage again, and no longer feel afraid of these skeleton warriors, you can still smash these skeletons into pieces with the armor on your body and the weapons in your hands, and turn them into a pile of useless rotten bones again.

This is why Bestul dared to say this, because he had personally witnessed the true combat effectiveness of these skeleton archers or skeleton warriors in field battles.

So weak and pitiful.

Combat power between the second and third levels.

This measurement of combat effectiveness was made because Bestul realized that the number of these skeleton legions was too large, forming a numerical advantage, and that they had no fear or dread and only knew how to attack, so he gave this evaluation.

If it is about individual combat power, it is only at the second level.

If you encounter a stronger first-level troop, such as the Kugit people, they can ride on grassland horses and charge with spears.

Encountered a new Vikia soldier, armed with a two-handed axe, with amazing destructive power.

That would also mean death on the spot.

"Well, I understand what you mean, but it's always better to be careful. I don't know why I always have this uneasy feeling in my heart." Shen Mu nodded, but he still subconsciously put his hand on his chest. His heart was still beating violently under the heavy chain mail. Even though his palm couldn't sense it, Shen Mu still felt a palpitation.

Without saying much, he took Bestul to the west wall.

On this side, also facing the attack of the undead monsters, the groups of skeleton legions hidden in the black fog had already densely blocked the outside of the west gate and stood outside the trench, shooting dense rain of arrows at them.

At this time, Resarit was also walking quickly on the wall, and he took the initiative to raise the heavy fan-shaped shield in his left hand. Holding his nomadic scimitar in his hand, he roared loudly with a serious face: "You damn guys, you bugs and minions, raise your shields to hide your bodies. If you want to die, then stick your head forward and take a look, and then a feather arrow will be nailed to your forehead, and you will be nailed to the pillar of shame."

Compared to Fatis's caring advice, Resarit directly used curses and reprimands to remind those inattentive Mounted Blade soldiers.

Mere care and admonitions would not make them remember. If Resarit saw soldiers behaving inappropriately, he would simply use the back of his nomadic scimitar to whip their bodies.

And compared to Fatis, who only slapped them to remind them, Resarit's swing was really a strong strike on their backs or thighs, making a dull sound, which also made these cavalry soldiers scream.

Although it is the back of a knife, it is also angular, and it would be quite painful if it were to hit someone's arm or calf where there is no muscle coverage, it would directly break their bones.

Of course, now is a very important moment to guard the city walls, but Resarit would not do that. He would just hit them where they had more flesh to make them feel pain, which was also a reminder from him.

But it’s better this way, at least the mounted soldiers on the west wall hid themselves quite professionally and were not harmed by the rain of arrows and flying arrow fragments.

"Ah, Lord Shen Mu, you are here." At this time, Resarit also saw Shen Mu who came with Bestul and those Holy Tree Knights. He hurriedly walked over, came in front of Shen Mu, and saluted respectfully.

Although the battle was fierce, he still had to observe the most basic etiquette.

"What's the situation?" Shen Mu asked.

"Fortunately, everything is normal. Those skeleton archers don't have any siege weapons, so there's no need to worry too much." Resarit answered in a relaxed tone. He shrugged his shoulders and pointed outside and said, "If it were just these feather arrows, then there would be no need to worry. They are just ordinary long-range damage. They can't fly up here."

As he spoke, he made a witty remark, and Bestur, who was next to him, had a good relationship with him, so he quickly realized the meaning of his words, and they both burst into laughter.

The atmosphere is very relaxed.

This is also a kind of morale boost for the evil camp. No matter how difficult the situation is, they will use arrogance and arrogance to resolve the difficult atmosphere.

Of course, if they really encounter something they can't handle, they will slip away faster than anyone else.

This is also an attitude that uses arrogance and arrogance to confuse others.

"Okay, everyone be careful and don't make any mistakes." Shen Mu also smiled. This kind of atmosphere is indeed good.

But as he looked at the increasing black fog outside, which had almost filled the entire sky and earth and was gathering outside the east and west city walls, he became more depressed.

He always felt that something was going to happen.

And indeed it is.

Just outside.

An even deeper black fog, an extremely dense fog, has appeared.

And in this extremely thick black fog, a tall black skeleton with a metallic luster all over its body appeared, holding a gray-black bow and arrow in its hand. In the skull without any flesh and blood, a faint blue soul fire was flickering, and in the depths of the soul fire, one could vaguely make out a green light swaying in it.

It was Ludwig, the younger brother of the Great Elder of the Wood Elves and the leader of the Black Arrow Tower Seventh Dynasty's advance army. (End of this chapter)