The mighty lord of online games

Chapter 115 The Viscount's Anger
Finally walking out of the forest on the Veruga Plain, Zhang Qiang saw Lord Siwa and his cavalry unit of a dozen people camping outside the forest, and he didn't know what they wanted to do.

Based on the situation he just learned, the reason why Lord Siwa is so anxious and wants to hire his troops is because he knows that he is short of manpower, and he wants to go to Yimer Village to rescue Rogge who was surrounded by the bandit hero's troops Mori Lord.

He also wants to meet the bandit hero's army. This time he has hundreds of soldiers. Although he lost some in the attack on the two lords of Nord, but with the addition of these players, he also needs Lesarit, For heroes like Dronton, he still has the fighting power of hundreds of people.

A battle has already made the remaining villagers feel the breath of battle, experience the tragedy of a battle with the lord, and learn how to fight. Coupled with Lesarit's constant teaching, Dronton and his father The wise command and the commanding power of Zhang Qiang, the commander in chief, have brought their strength to a higher level, and they have taken a step forward from a pure militia-style army to a lord-style regular army.

Zhang Qiang drove the pack horse to catch up.

Full of joy, he said to Lord Siwa: "My lord, what a glorious victory that was, wasn't it?"

Lord Xiwa didn't give him a good face, he raised his proud head and looked at Zhang Qiang with disdain, "Boy, when I hired you, you turned a blind eye to my kindness, and when I was in crisis, you took advantage of it." I am very clear about your purpose of doing this, you just want me to thank you for your help."

He reined the horse with both hands, and his tone changed, "However, you ignored my feelings, and you also ignored the clear judgment ability of a noble Viscount of the Kingdom of Swadia. This is unforgivable. Absolutely unforgivable, let me punish you cunning liar, you bastards, these self righteous, arrogant red ass monkeys."

Zhang Qiang was stunned, how could this person be like this?
In the scene at that time, if he hadn't helped them defeat the two young lords of Nord, he and his twenty or so knights would have been killed by others. The samurai are not jealous either. Where is the superiority in numbers? When they learn from the battle and adjust their deployment, they will still be completely wiped out. And his noble Lord of the Kingdom of Swadia, Viscount Siva, It is possible to be captured by those two young Nord lords and become a glorious record in their merit book. "

Zhang Qiang waved the horsewhip in his hand, "Lord Xiwa, I think you have misunderstood. We should at least be allies, not enemies. You don't need to be so angry. I know that your troops have suffered heavy losses. I can compensate you. I still have a lot of supplies and seized."

"No need to be hypocritical, you are the same as the other bastard lords in the kingdom, always like to watch other people's jokes, watch others make a fool of themselves, and then act as an angel to save others, and watch others be grateful to you to satisfy your empty vanity Heart."

He raised his head and looked into the distance, "Hey, they are a bunch of bastards, I will make people who wish me regret it, and you are the same, I really can't understand a villain like you."

Zhang Qiang touched his forehead helplessly. This man was already unreasonable. He turned his horse and prepared to take his troops away, never wanting to see these people again.

The game ring suddenly prompts at this time, "Your relationship with the Kingdom of Swadia has changed from being vigilant to resentful. The relationship between Lord Siwa and you has dropped to -15. You are now in a state of hostility."

Lord Siwa took off his shield and weapon from his back, and shouted: "Surrender! You are an unknown person! I will use force to let you know what will happen if you despise me."

Zhang Qiang stretched out his hand and drew the straight-edged sword from his back, and got off the horse. He had no choice but to get off the horse. He hadn't learned how to ride, and his combat skills were only those of a warrior, so he had no choice but to get off the horse and fight.

Seeing Zhang Qiang's actions, everyone knew that this battle was inevitable.

"Come here, I have never bowed my head to anyone, Shiwa, and you are the same." Zhang Qiang said in a strong tone on purpose.

"Shame on your face. When I catch you, I will dig out your liver and throw it to my horse to chew. I think it will be very happy with the food I brought it." Shiva was a little annoyed, and his legs stretched , driving the horse to rush over.

Zhang Qiang's side has been adjusted at this time, and has just experienced a surprise battle, which made a group of villagers full of hatred vent their anger. The battle was won. Although there was a slight loss, thanks to Ginny's medical skills, they survived. Most of the combat power, everyone's morale was high, gearing up and waiting for the next achievement, Lord Shiwa came up with his defeated soldiers.

Armed with better weapons and equipment than their own, the warriors of Semilunsi Village who already had some battle experience lined up one by one amidst Lesarit's shouts, with clear lines of distinction. The killing spirit floated over the battlefield, Zhang Qiang squinted his eyes, held the straight-bladed saber in both hands, leaned forward, pulled it slightly to the right, and gathered all his strength, ready to meet Lord Shiwa's cavalry charge.

"Prepare, prepare, hold down, hold down," Dronton stood behind the crossbowmen, and kept looking back at the lined-up crossbowmen of the Semillons village, while turning his head frequently, counting the number of cavalry troops of Lord Siwa. Forward speed and distance.

Lesarite commanded a team of pikemen, standing in front of the team in a dense formation, in a complete crescent formation inwards, shouting: "Down the sword," and the pikemen put the daggers around their waists one after another. , Throwing axes, javelins, pierced the ground in front of him, then squatted down halfway holding long spears in both hands, aiming the spears at the cavalry formation that Lord Siwa charged.

Standing beside Zhang Qiang, An Jianhui held his spear at an angle with both hands, shook his head and said, "The cavalry captain spearman obviously has a short-circuited brain."

Zhang Qiang said: "The problem is that he wants to fight, and he only has cavalry in his hands. What do you think..."

Before he finished speaking, Lord Siwa's cavalry had already collided head-on with the pikemen commanded by Lesarit.

"Bang bang bang" there was a fierce collision, screams, and the sound of the spear breaking from it. The horse couldn't bear the impact, its front leg broke, and it knelt down in the chaotic queue of spearmen with a mournful cry.

For the first time, Zhang Qiang saw the tragic scene of the cavalry and spearmen colliding head-on.

I couldn't help but feel timid, of course the cavalry couldn't be blocked by a group of 0-rank Rhodoks who were much lower than them.

Except for two or three very unlucky and unlucky guys, the others all rushed out from the opening opened by the dense infantry team, and the lancers in their hands danced in the air in pain. Body.

On the ground, the unlucky cavalrymen were pressed under the belly of their horses. The heavy-duty cavalry armor now became their helpers on the road to death. Sharp spears pierced into the gaps in the armor and took them away. s life.

Lord Shiwa is probably used to such scenes, and he doesn't feel sorry for those fallen cavalrymen.

With a grin on his face, he threw away the several-meter-long lance in his hand, drew the Germanic long sword from the side of the horse, and took the cavalry kite-shaped shield from the back. The next column of sword and shield soldiers is on its way.

It was extremely fast, and Zhang Qiang saw the powerful combat power of a viscount lord of the Kingdom of Swadia.

He didn't know if he could block the opponent's sharp blow with his level 11 fighter strength.

Viscount Xiwa obviously came with the strategic goal of capturing the thief first and the king first, and his attack pointed directly at Zhang Qiang in the row behind the formation.

Zhang Qiang grasped the straight-blade saber in his hand, and fixed his eyes on Viscount Siwa's galloping horse.

The four lines of defense were like paper, smashed away by more than a dozen cavalrymen, brutally knocked open, torn apart, and let Zhang Qiang see the power of the cavalry of the Kingdom of Swadia, all wrapped in battle armor, which is simply a team The No. 4 and No. 3 tanks that assaulted forward formed the spearhead of the assault.

All the infantry teams collapsed under their fierce attack.

Several people from Semilunsi Village standing beside Zhang Qiang threw away their weapons and fled.

But no one has time to stop them.

Everyone was staring at each other's cavalry formation. If they didn't adjust their posture before the impact, then being hit by a high-speed horse would not help the electric car being hit by a Mercedes-Benz.

Lesarit, who was in the first row, beheaded a cavalryman forcefully, turned around and chased the knight who was still running ahead of the second row, and was injured when he hit the first row of spearmen.

And Zhang Qiang ushered in his first impact.

He looked at the raised front hooves of Viscount Siwa's war horse, and swung his war blade vigorously.

"Huh—" His whole body flew up.

He missed the horse, but was pulled to one side by the strong wind that the horse swept forward.

His eyes were wide open, watching Viscount Siwa's Germanic long sword pass by less than 3 inches from the tip of his nose, the strong wind swept over his face, and the muscles on his face were like wind blowing across a calm lake The same, there were bursts of ripples, accompanied by acupuncture-like pains that quickly hit.

"Oh—" he heard a painful muffled sound, which was from An Jianhui who was standing beside him.

Zhang Qiang rolled twice on the ground, and just stood up, he saw An Jianhui's body waving in the air, the spear in his hand was bent by the cavalry kite-shaped shield in Viscount Siwa's hand, bounced up, and was whipped tightly The pickaxe weapon in the hands of a cavalryman following Viscount Siwa broke with a crisp "crack".

The cavalryman's arm was bounced up, raised high, and the pickaxe flew into the air. He swept past An Jianhui while his horse galloped at high speed, and An Jianhui's body fell on his back in the dust.

Zhang Qiang knelt on the spot and swung the straight-edged saber forcefully backwards. Under the huge impact, he rolled forward a few times and returned to the position where An Jianhui was standing before. Stepped down head-on.

When Zhang Qiang felt that he was doomed, a thin figure rushed over from the side and quickly kicked him in the waist. Zhang Qiang slid to one side, narrowly avoiding the trampling of the horseshoes of the oncoming cavalry horses.

Time began to flow quickly, and Zhang Qiang got up from the dust.

Viscount Siva's cavalry team broke through the five infantry defense lines laid down by Lesarite with a fierce and unstoppable momentum.

More than a dozen cavalrymen lost five cavalry, and the remaining eleven cavalrymen all rushed over and were circling at a distance of more than 300 meters, preparing to attack them again.

On Zhang Qiang's side, they were turned on their backs, and more than half of the 53 infantrymen who were able to fight were lost in this attack. The remaining uninjured and affected people regrouped under the command of Lesarit and Delangton.

The team had just been sorted out, and as soon as they saw a little bit of formation, Viscount Siwa's cavalry launched an attack from the other side. Seeing that the distance was less than 50 meters, they arrived in the blink of an eye.

Zhang Qiang saw that the injured Rhodoks ran away one after another, like a hornet's nest exploded, and the queue that had just stood was also affected by this, and several deserters emerged.

Zhang Qiang saw François lying on the side, humming, and the scene just now reappeared in front of his eyes. It was he who kicked him away to protect himself from being trampled by the iron hooves of the horse, but he was hit by the horse. arrive.

"Ah——" Zhang Qiang was furious from the heart, brandishing the straight-blade saber, and charged towards Viscount Siwa.

But contrary to everyone's expectations, this time Viscount Xiwa's team rushed 30 meters in front of Zhang Qiang's queue, turned around deftly, and spread out. There were about six cavalrymen on the left and right, screaming and chasing after the deserters.

The remaining seven cavalrymen, including Viscount Xiwa, suddenly dispersed to the two wings again ten meters in front of their formation. The nearest cavalryman passed less than three meters in front of Zhang Qiang, and threw a heavy weapon in his hand. javelin.

Hou Xiaoliang stepped forward and hit the heavy javelin hard with the mace he picked up from the battlefield.

The heavy javelin changed direction, snapping another cavalryman off his horse.

He stood up dazedly.

Zhang Qiang shoveled him down to the ground with a football-like shovel, and Lin Liangjin ran over and hit the fallen heavy cavalry on the back of the head with an iron rod. Pressed over to him.

He vigorously erected the straight-blade sword, and the sword inserted straight into the face door under the opponent's helmet, making a crackling, crackling, ear-piercing sound of metal rubbing, and a stream of hot blood flowed down the straight-blade sword, pouring Zhang Qiang all the way. Face.

"You killed a heavy cavalryman of the Kingdom of Swadia, and you gained 192 experience points."

(End of this chapter)