Chapter 633: Leave a last word

Convenient information communication is a pain point in most times. Not everyone like Zhou Qingfeng has a link network that ignores space restrictions.
More than fifty meters away, normal people's shouts are like performing mimes. Tools such as horns for short-distance communication will be more convenient.
The war in the cold weapon era has this difficulty. Once the troops are scattered, it is difficult to withdraw. So the reserve team is very important.
Exxon scattered more than a hundred trumpeters and had to play the trumpet if he wanted to gather again. Kotias's brass trumpet was somehow unsound. He could only send out the few remaining men around him as subordinate soldiers.
Tias also had to leave the road and Zema headed northwest. He wanted to contact the Cavaliers in the two villages to bring the personnel back.
That's a distance of a few hundred meters.
Follow a muddy road through a fenced wall covered with vines. At the entrance of the village were two headless bodies that had just died. There was a tortuous flow of blood, and there were messy horseshoe marks around the corpse, towards the village.
The corpse's head rolled in a stinky ditch, and the grinning face revealed the fear before death. From the appearance, it was the villagers who died.
Since following Lord Exxon to Green Valley, Tias has been numb to this scene. The noble lord hated the untouchables like the lice, and wished to wipe them out.
Zema crossed the body, and the village was shouting and cursing one after another. From time to time someone panicked and panicked, then was chased by the war horse, or by the arrow.
A knight came out of a broken house, and his attendant grabbed two chickens in his hand. A farmer was lying in the courtyard inside the house, covered with blood.
"Tias, what are you doing here?" The knight who came out was surprised. Because this rookie should stay with Lord Ye.
"There is an emergency, Sir John let me call you back to the team." Tias said.
"Wait a moment, we are busy." The knight and the attendant laughed and went to another farmhouse. They did not take the emergency seriously.
‘Rookie’ opened his mouth, knowing it was useless to shout. These knights are higher than him in terms of seniority and rank, and they will not listen to him at all.
In essence, military aristocrats at all levels are no different from the serf soldiers at the bottom. Once they are out of sight of high-ranking nobles, don't expect them to obey orders.
Whether it was Exxon or Tias, they did not expect to be able to gather people immediately. It's good to be able to complete this work within an hour.
Anxious these gang-like guys, they will even hide from the messenger to find, or even openly disobey.
Tias could only go to other knights, and he had to report the orders one by one. But he didn't go far, and behind him came a scream.
Has any unlucky villager been killed?
"Rookie" looked back and sighed and continued on in the tattered village. But walking to the center of the village, an unowned warhorse came out of the diagonal spike.
Saddlery is complete on horseback, only the rider is gone.
This is too strange. Which knight let go of his horse?
Tias stepped forward to hold the horses, looking around in the messy village house, trying to find his owner. But there was a wind blowing in the village that was full of crying, and it became quiet.
It makes people feel hairy.
"Hey ..., whose horse is not tied?" Tias yelled, but no one answered. He could only walk in the direction where the horse came, and when he turned a corner, he saw a peasant woman sitting under the corner of the wall.
Seeing Tias in armor, the peasant woman yelled in exclamation, tears flowed, and cried for help. He frowned and asked, "Where is the master riding this horse?"
This question was asked several times before the trembling peasant woman shook her hand and pointed in a direction.
Tias turned his head to look over, and found nothing at first. After watching it for a long time, he realized that a dead body that was not far away was different.
Unlike other corpses in tattered untouchables, this corpse wore a helmet, armor, and a sword in his hand. But there was a deep blade in his back, which was in the middle of the vest.
"Damn, this is murder, you all have to die." Tias recognized the identity of the corpse and was furious. He pulled out his sword and was about to force the peasant woman's hands.
At the moment of turning around, a figure emerged from the roof of the thatched hut in the village, grabbing the light crossbow and aiming at Tias, and the swish was shot.
Tias just turned around, waving his sword, his blade squeaked crisply, and the crossbow fired flew across his shoulder. He was scared out of a cold sweat, and looking at the roof, he was a small halfling.
The other party is rewinding and grimacing at him.
Crossbow?
Attacker?
These guys came again in broad daylight.
Tias whispered, immediately turned over, taking advantage of his opponent's effort to quickly escape. He shouted while fleeing: "Enemy attack, enemy attack, gather quickly."
The village was still quiet but blinked in a mess. A knight waved his sword with both hands and tried to merge with Tias. But in front of him was a human ranger with a portable tower shield.
The knight shouted Tias to come and help, the two-handed sword was dancing a half-meter long light blade, but he could not break through the ranger's tower shield.
Tias hesitated for a while, would you like to help? But a sharp arrow shot from a short distance, penetrating the armor and hitting the knight's vest.
In this blinking kung fu of horse riding, Tias saw a beautiful female elf standing about twenty meters away. The long bow and arrows in her hands are shining brightly, and each arrow can hit or even destroy the target.
A dozen knights squadrons, scattered in a village, could not form a joint force, and were easily attacked and killed by opponents. Some knights stumbled out and were hit the face.
In a panic, Tias lay on his horse and drove the horse to run quickly, not paying attention to others. He also had to pray that the female elf had just killed other knights, not to find himself.
When he was about to leave the entrance of the village, the knight who caught the chicken came out. The other party's attendant had fallen to the ground, breaking his stomach. He panicly stopped in the middle of the road and shouted: "Tias, good boy, take me quickly."
Tias didn't slow down at all. Instead, he swept the whip violently, and the horse ran faster, hitting the blocking knight.
At the moment of impact, the horse's speed and direction changed slightly, causing a sharp arrow coming from behind to miss Tias's head, but hit his butt.
At the moment of the arrow, Tias did not react. He just ran quickly. Instead, the half-elf archer aiming at him was extremely annoyed and apologized to Xi Li, who commanded the scene.
"It's okay, it doesn't matter if you let go." Hillie held the magic bow and looked at the running horse with contempt. "Go to the next village. There is more dross we need to deal with."
Fleeing outside the village, Tias looked back to see that no one was chasing himself, and his palpitations felt slightly relaxed. He continued to shout: "Lord, Lord Exxon. There is ..."
Ordinarily, the grandfather is waiting in the middle of the road for his men to come back.
But Kotias saw a person slowly standing across from him, and half of the plane space was opened behind him.
Lord Exxon was waiting for him, Zema held the knife, and raised his momentum, hoping to fight hard.
Tias just glanced at it, and knew that Lord Jazz was dead. He swiftly moved his horse's head through the field beside the road. From beginning to end, he only had time to encourage the morale of Lord Jue ...
"Grandpa, you can rest assured that I will take care of your wife and children!"