Chapter 1191 1173. Chaotic mountain road
Sakia jumped off his horse and at the same time drew out the knight''s sword from his waist.
Nowadays, the crowded mountain roads are full of lit tarpaulins and carriage frames. Although ordinary horses that have not been trained as war horses still have an advantage in mobility, their controllability is no longer trustworthy.
Maybe these frightened horses will become confused and rush out into the mountain stream carrying people on their backs.
??The Scoia''tael are rushing down from the high ground on the side of the mountain road.
There were dwarves, elves, and a few halflings wielding short swords and daggers.
?A dwarf wielded an axe, trying to take advantage of his low body position and swing the ax directly to cut off the female warrior''s ankles or smash her armor into pieces.
??If Lan En were here, he would most likely lift his front foot just in time when the ax blade approached, so that the ax blade would pass by the sole of his foot.
??However, although Saskia''s eyesight and skills are excellent, they are still not up to Lan En''s level.
But there is one thing. Compared with normal people, her physical fitness is not generally good.
The female warrior wearing a suit of armor jumped up directly at this moment!
?There is no skill at all, but because of the strong strength of the legs, it does not look cumbersome at all.
?The armor all over her body was shaken by her sudden force.
The leather straps between the armor parts were stretched straight.
??The dwarves who struck out with the ax were shocked.
But just as he opened his mouth in shock, a knight''s sword was chopped off on his head!
??With the crisp sound of metal hitting each other, the helmet on the dwarf''s head was hit by the sword blade, making a five centimeter deep dent.
It was not cut through, but the blood was already flowing down from the top of the dwarf''s head like earthworms, and the pupils of his eyes turned up uncontrollably.
Immediately, he fell limp to the ground and became motionless.
??Although the dwarves in this world are similar in appearance to the dwarves in the world of Arda, there is no doubt that most of them do not have the ability to resist the Shutter Hammer with their heads like Thorin Oakenshield.
??There were fires and thick smoke all around, mixed with roars and shouts that were loud but indistinct in the chaos.
?Sakia didn’t stop.
?Although her battlefield experience is not very sufficient, the combative and dangerous nature in her heart has already driven her to take action.
In this nature, she did not become hot-headed, but calmed down.
There was a sound of wood falling apart behind him. Sakia jumped higher this time, avoiding the burning and shattered frame behind him, and jumped onto the broken frame.
Yarpan was swinging his ax vigorously beside him to deal with the long knives of the two elves.
On the road next to them, Paulie Dahlberg of the dwarf team was also dealing with a halfling, while his brother Regan Dahlberg leaned back with his legs against the board, trying to control the horse pulling the cart.
?The horses roared wildly, their hooves flapping, dragging the frame, and they just wanted to escape from the flames that were swallowing the canvas behind them.
"Let the horses hit the mountain wall! Reagan! Let the carriage hit the mountain wall they rushed down!"
Yalpan roared loudly while dealing with the two elves.
“It’s better to just fall apart there! Block them!”
??Reagan Dahlberg didn''t know if he heard it in the chaos, but he was having a hard time controlling the frantic carriage.
At this time, a short-haired dwarf with a cockscomb head jumped onto the burning frame from the side.
?That movement almost made people think that he was trying to set himself on fire!
?? But Zoltan did not fail. He successfully ran to Reagan in a suicidal manner, and worked with him to reverse the direction of the carriage.
?Several horses rushed towards the mountain wall, and at the last moment instinctively ran away to the left and right.
The scattered forces pulled each other and slowed down the car.
Zoltan and Regan took advantage of the situation and ran onto the carriage shaft. They quickly cut off the reins of the horses with their axes and let the horses run away, leaving only the burning carriage blocking the mountain wall where the Scoia''tael rushed down.
Among the Clinfield Raiders, Buchter was hit by an arrow in his right arm. The arrow seemed to be extremely painful, making this bull-like man unable to hold the machete in his hand.
?Pauly Dahlberg quickly pulled him aside under the cover of other predators, who was so painful that he was unconscious.
But no place is safe now.
A Scoia''tael came out from behind the broken carriages piled up on the ground. Paulie immediately put down Buchter and picked up the ax to face him. But Paulie''s movements suddenly slowed down.
?Before him stood a dwarf, wearing a **** hat decorated with squirrel tail, and a large black beard braided on his chin.
Paulie hesitated.
But the black-bearded dwarf opposite did not hesitate for a moment.
??He raised the mace in his hand and struck it towards the opposite side. It was about to sink into Pauli''s collarbone!
??But Buchter was the leader of the marauders after all. Although the arrow in his right hand was extremely painful, he still gritted his teeth and kicked across the ground, knocking the black-bearded dwarf with his hands up in the air and tripping him.
Finally, it was Paulie''s ax that cut into the opponent''s back with a suffocating sound of bone shattering. The ax blade was embedded inside and could not be pulled out.
?The core muscles of the dwarf on the ground suddenly weakened. His hands slapped the ground feebly, and his feet kicked the soil randomly.
Paulie felt his eyes were dizzy.
??In the end, Buchter cursed in pain and put the mace in the black-bearded dwarf''s hand into his hand, and now he had a weapon again.
The vanguard, which only sent a few men to attack, was still in such chaos. Not to mention those at the rear of the team who were taken care of by the Scoia''tael.
Everyone has too much time to look after themselves now. Saskia is struggling with an elf and a halfling.
Two people go up and down, attacking in a series with complementary high and low differences.
?This makes Saskia''s already relatively limited combat experience even more difficult to cope with.
It is true that her physical fitness is much stronger than that of ordinary people, but her physical strength does not allow him to ignore iron weapons. These things are still lethal to her.
On the mountain wall halfway up the slope, a male elf was holding a bow and arrow, and the triangular arrow was aimed at the entangled Sakia.
??The elf''s eyes were very strange. He had the concentration of a shooter, but he looked at Sakia with a bit of aloofness.
?It was as if he recognized her as someone else.
With the accuracy of an elven archer, he was able to pierce the weak point of Saskia''s defense with an arrow in the chaos.
“For.Elirian!”
The male elf shouted, as if he wanted to use this war cry to drive away his hesitation and confusion.
But he was a step late.
A crossbow arrow shot from the direction of the human hit his left rib first. The crooked arrow passed by Saskia''s side, causing her to turn her head and see the male elf finally fall down.
“Alirien!”
He was still shouting.
Shortly after, the battle was over.
???The Scoia''tael retreated as suddenly as they had launched the attack, taking heavy casualties and leaving more than twenty corpses behind.
Twice as much for humans.
But inexplicably, the rear convoy, which should have been in chaos and suffered more severe damage, miraculously maintained stability for some unknown reason.
?It was as if a strong core team suddenly appeared among a group of ragtag people.
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When Lan En and Triss returned to Siward''s team, what they saw was the burned wreckage all over the place, the canvas and wood still smoking with choking black smoke, the blood stains on the ground, and the wailing wounds. who.
The two of them were already feeling anxious and shocked by the various discoveries they made in the deep mountains and dense forests. They rushed back in a hurry to make the team turn around and escape and withdraw from the Pontal Valley.
?However, they didn’t expect that they had only been out for more than three hours and less than four hours in total, and it was just past noon now.
When I came back, I saw that the team was already in this situation.
Even with the psychological qualities of the sorceress and the demon hunter, both of them couldn''t help but be stunned for a moment.
“What’s going on here?”
Triss asked the people of the forward reconnaissance team first.
“Scia’tael attack! What else? You have nothing to do now. Wait! Are you the sorceress?”
?In the midst of the mess, Nischuka, who was originally wearing a magic cloak but was now burned, first growled impatiently, turned around and saw the person coming, and then said in surprise.
“Dear lady, please use magic to help him! He is in so much pain that he can’t bear it anymore!”
Looking at Buchter, who was leaning on the side of the broken wheel, his disheveled mohawk hair stuck to his scalp with cold sweat, and he was already half-dead, Triss could only squat down first, with a magic light coming out of his hand.
Use magic power to temporarily stop the pain.
Lan En frowned and looked around at the chaotic scene after the battle.
He nodded towards Triss who was squatting down, indicating to her to save people first.
He continued to walk into the dispersed team.
?Farther inside, the dwarves were packing up the shafts, axles, and other things, hoping to see if they could be reinstalled later.
They were very lucky that no casualties occurred during the surprise battle.
But as the leader, Yarpan also knew that this was indeed just good luck. Otherwise, two of them might die directly.
“You have to be ruthless! You won’t hesitate to be ruthless! Do you know?”
?Yarpen held Paulie Dahlberg’s still somewhat confused head in his arms.
??It was unclear whether the tone was comforting or reprimanding.
"They are enemies! They have been enemies since they chose this road! Just think of them as highwaymen suffering from dwarfism and just smash their heads! Don''t think about anything else!"
"You were lucky this time, otherwise the hammer would have been embedded in your collarbone now! How do you want me to explain it to your mother? What do you want me to tell your mother when Reagan comes home?"
After that, Yarpan let go of Pauli, whose tears, beard, and nose were all mixed together, turned around, hugged Zoltan again, and let out a sigh of relief.
“Thank you, Zoltan. Without you, Reagan would probably be here too. Oh, this really scares me.”
?Yarpan let out a long sigh.
??On the contrary, Zoltan, whose face was darkened, smiled and patted his shoulder.
“You know me, Yarpan. I couldn’t have watched at that time!”
(End of this chapter)