Mount and Blade: Summon five outlaws at the start

Chapter 190

The panting grassland hunting horse seemed to have squeezed all its strength to the extreme, with bloodshot eyes and red eyes.

The heavy hooves stepped on the ground, splashing dust, carrying the raiders on their backs, and ran wildly along the gentle slope towards the village not far away.

At the same time, the wheels of the carriages rolled and creaked, approaching the village.

Each carriage was filled with crossbowmen recruited by Vlandia holding light crossbows.

They looked stern, and skillfully raised the light crossbows in their hands, aiming at the people in the village who were already in extreme panic and chaos.

In a corner of this chaotic scene, three Kuyel nomads seemed a little out of place at the moment.

They stood quietly on the hillside, looking at everything happening below, with a hint of pity in their eyes.

But under the threatening gaze of several robber leaders holding sharp blades, they could only turn their heads away helplessly and pretend to ignore it.

At this moment, the whole Doppler Village was in chaos, and panicked shouts were everywhere.

The women were terrified. Some hugged their young children tightly and tried desperately to find a safe hiding place, while others ran around the village aimlessly like headless flies.

One of the herdsmen women made a prompt decision and picked up the child beside her. Unexpectedly, she did not blindly rush to the short and simple thatched houses in the village to seek shelter like others. Instead, she turned and ran to the place where the horse was tied, trying to untie the reins and ride away from this terrible place.

"Swoosh..."

But at this moment, a sharp arrow streaked across the sky, flew a long distance at an astonishing speed, and nailed directly to the ground less than three steps in front of the woman.

The huge impact force made the arrow deeply inserted into the soil, and the tail feathers were still trembling slightly.

This sudden scene frightened the woman so much that her face turned pale as paper in an instant, and her body froze involuntarily, and she dared not take a step forward.

The child in her arms widened his eyes, staring at the arrow tail that was still trembling slightly in front of him, and froze in place.

After a moment, a trace of anger gradually appeared on his tender little face. He quickly bent down, picked up a stone and held it in his hand, and then tried to break free from his mother's arms and hit the raider who shot the arrow with the stone.

The mother was immediately anxious when she saw this. She hugged the child's thin body tightly, fearing that the child would do something dangerous if she let go.

At the same time, the raider who had just shot the sharp arrow could not help but raise his mouth slightly after witnessing this scene.

What a wild boy!

Then, he retracted his gaze, spurred his horse, and galloped in other directions.

An old man found a worn-out pitchfork from somewhere, and rushed towards an oncoming raider with a sad and angry face.

The old man's face was extremely sad and angry, and his turbid eyes revealed deep helplessness and despair.

Because he knew very well that most of the brave warriors in the tribe had followed the headman out, and now only the old, weak, women and children like him were left in the village.

Facing this group of aggressive and well-equipped attackers, they had almost no power to fight back.

However, even though he knew that the enemy and us had a huge gap in strength, the old man still had no intention of retreating.

He gritted his teeth and moved forward step by step, determined to resist this group of foreign attackers with his life.

"Bang..."

Accompanied by a dull collision, Batu galloped past the old man, and the steel leaf spear in his hand fell fiercely on the old man's back.

The huge impact force caused the old man to lose his balance instantly, and he fell forward to the ground, and the pitchfork in his hand also fell out of his hand.

Fortunately, this blow did not take the old man's life, but only seriously injured him and unable to stand up to resist.

Not far away, a herdsman boy rushed into the house and quickly took out a riding bow from the corner. However, when he ran out of the house and prepared to jump on the horse, he found that the usually docile pony was gone.

Without any hesitation, the boy stood directly in front of the house, skillfully drew up the bowstring, and put an arrow on it.

But before he could loosen the tight bowstring, several sounds of breaking through the air suddenly sounded.

"Duoduoduo..."

I saw several crossbow arrows flying towards the boy, and in the blink of an eye, they were nailed to the ground in front of him, splashing a cloud of dust.

The boy was startled by this sudden attack and subconsciously looked in the direction where the crossbow arrows flew.

Instantly, his eyes met those of several expressionless conscripted crossbowmen on a carriage.

These conscripted crossbowmen were holding light crossbows, and their cold eyes stared straight at the boy., the light crossbow in his hand was aimed at him, the warning was self-evident.

Faced with such a situation, the boy's resentment became stronger, but reason told him not to act rashly at this time.

He gritted his teeth, then smashed the horse bow in his hand to the ground fiercely. The face that was originally full of vitality was distorted by anger at this moment. He stared at the conscripted crossbowmen on the carriage, as if he was burning them to ashes with the anger in his eyes.

Seeing that the boy put down his weapons and showed obedience, several conscripted crossbowmen nodded with satisfaction, then shifted their targets and began to continue searching around to see if there were other herdsmen who attempted to resist.

A raider rushed into the village, holding a torch high in his hand, and threw it at a house. The torch drew an arc in the air and fell on the roof.

In an instant, the flames sizzled and spread rapidly. In the blink of an eye, the thatched roof was on fire.

At the same time, the robbers jumped off the stopped carriages.

Holding weapons and making strange noises, they rushed towards the village from all directions, blocking the herdsmen who tried to escape, driving them aside and guarding them.

However, facing the sudden disaster, a few young and strong herdsmen who stayed behind rode out of the village on horses.

In an open area not far from the village, these young and strong herdsmen stopped and began to form a battle formation in a hurry.

They looked angry and angry, their eyes were red, and they tightly grasped their scimitars, bows and spears, vowing to fight to the death with these hateful attackers.