Being a knight is not easy

Chapter 287 Life
As planned, the slave soldiers quickly pulled up the tripwires hidden around them.

Caught off guard, the thieves at the forefront fell to the ground one after another. The thieves behind them were also tripped and fell, and in an instant, people and horses were thrown into disarray.

Robin seized the opportunity and led a group of slave soldiers out.

They used crude spears to stab the fallen thieves, and blood splattered everywhere.

Although the slave soldiers had not been trained for long, they were all bravely leading the way for their families and villages.

William was also in the fighting ranks, his spear thrusting and retracting repeatedly, striking the enemy each time.

The timidity of the past was gone from his eyes, replaced by determination and courage.

Wind Chime wasn't idle either. Although she didn't use her staff to cast large-scale spells, she secretly cast some small spells to distract the thieves.

The thieves felt as if some phantoms had suddenly appeared before their eyes, making them unable to distinguish east from west, and their attacks became chaotic and disorganized.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the leader of the bandits shouted loudly for his men to hold their ground.

He personally brandished his greatsword and charged at Robin.

The leader was a burly man with immense strength, already possessing knight-level power. He swung his greatsword at Robin with a whooshing sound.

Robin dodged the fatal blow by sidestepping, and then quickly counterattacked.

He thrust his sword toward the leader's abdomen, but the leader leaped backward, dodging Robin's attack.

The two exchanged blows, and for a time it was difficult to determine who was better.

During the battle, the slave soldiers gradually gained the upper hand. They used traps and teamwork to successfully repel multiple attacks from the bandit gang.

The bandits' morale gradually declined due to the initial chaos.

However, the bandits outnumbered the slave soldiers, and as the battle continued, the slaves began to suffer casualties.

Robin realized he couldn't keep going like this; he had to end the fight as soon as possible.

He winked at Fengling, who understood and began to cast a relatively powerful spell.

A beam of light shot out from the staff in Fengling's hand, exploding among the thieves and creating a powerful shockwave.

Many thieves were thrown back by this force and suffered serious injuries.

Seeing this, the bandit leader knew the situation was hopeless. He glanced at Robin with resentment, then shouted, "Retreat!" The bandits scattered and fled like dogs with their tails between their legs.

The slave soldiers cheered as they watched the bandits retreat. But they didn't forget their own casualties. Robin looked at the wounded and fallen slave soldiers, his heart calm and undisturbed.

He knew that casualties were inevitable on this path of resisting oppression, and what he needed to do now was to draw strength from every battle and become stronger.

The next second, he picked up a longbow.

Robin's eyes were cold and resolute; he was like a ruthless hunter who had locked onto his prey.

His movements were fluid and swift; he drew the bow, nocked the arrow, and aimed in one smooth motion.

The bowstring trembled, and the bandit leader fell to the ground. The arrow, like a messenger of death, pierced the leader's throat with pinpoint accuracy.

The bandit leader stared wide-eyed, unable to believe he had been killed by an arrow until his death. He fell to the ground, filled with resentment.

Many thieves, seeing their leader fall, immediately prostrated themselves on the ground. They knew that continuing to resist would only lead to their deaths, and now they could only hope for Robin's mercy.

As for those who tried to escape in the chaos, they were all shot dead by Robin.

Robin would not let any enemy who might threaten them escape; his arrows rained down, hitting the fleeing thieves with deadly accuracy.

After cleaning up the battlefield, fifteen slave soldiers were killed and eighteen were seriously wounded. Robin looked at the casualty figures, outwardly putting on a sorrowful expression.

He wanted every slave soldier to understand that life is precious, and that they had given their lives to defend their homeland and to pursue freedom.

Robin sent Nuy back to Nisan Village, while he continued on his journey with the fifty-five newly reorganized thieves.

Nue looked at Robin with eyes full of respect. He knew Robin's decision was correct; although these thieves had been enemies, organizing them now would replenish their forces and contribute to future wars.

Nu Yi led his heavily wounded slave soldiers back to the village. He knew he had a great responsibility: not only to safely return the wounded soldiers, but also to tell the villagers what had happened.

Robin led his reorganized group onward. He said to the newly joined thieves, "You were once thieves, but from now on, you have a new identity."

If you behave well, you will receive the same treatment as the slave soldiers in the future. But if you attempt to betray us, then your fate will be the same as that of the bandit leader today.

The thieves nodded in agreement, indicating their willingness to follow Robin's orders.

They lived a precarious life in the band of thieves, so they naturally wouldn't let a new opportunity slip by.

The team continued on their way, their morale high despite having just gone through a battle.

After this battle, the slave soldiers trusted Robin even more.

They realized that only by uniting with Robin could they hope to change their fate.

Robin also saw the potential of the slave soldiers in this battle, and he decided to speed up the training while continuing to think about how to deal with Willich and other possible threats.

In Nisan village, Willich was still leisurely waiting for news from Robin and the others.

He was unaware that Robin and his companions had faced a life-or-death battle on their journey, and even less aware that Robin was gradually changing the fate of the slave soldiers and quietly altering the future of Nisan Village.

Nui escorted the people back to the village. When Willich learned that a band of thieves was going to attack the village, he was immediately terrified.

He had always thought that Nisang Village was poor and remote and wouldn't be targeted by any powerful forces, but he never expected that it would almost be robbed by a band of thieves.

Willich's face turned ashen; he realized how foolish his previous thoughts had been.

If the bandit gang really attacks the village, then he, as the sheriff, will certainly be held responsible, and the lord will definitely not let him off easily.

He paced back and forth in the room, filled with lingering fear.

"Robin and his crew actually repelled the bandit group?" Willizzi frowned, gaining a new understanding of Robin's abilities.

He originally only wanted to make things difficult for Robin and send him to the front lines to fend for himself, but he didn't expect Robin to have such abilities.

“However, they also lost quite a few slave soldiers,” Willich muttered to himself, trying to console himself.

He felt that although Robin had repelled the bandits, his forces had been weakened, and the threat to him should have decreased.

(End of this chapter)