Mount & Blade: Pendor Becomes a Dominator Starting with the Creation of a Self-Established Knigh

As the pirates gradually came into Rogge's field of vision, Rogge glanced at the composition of the pirate group:

[Tier 5 Vanskerry Pirate Leader x1]

[Equipment: Vanscare Leathermail Chainmail +51 Armor, Dragonbone Axe +44 Chop Damage (Bonus against Shields)]

[Tier 4 Vanscare Warrior x9]

[Equipment: Chainmail +41 Armor, Vanskerry War Dagger +33 Slash Damage, Wooden Round Shield +9 Resistance]

[Tier 3 - Vanscare Pirate x22]

[Equipment: Dark Alchemist Armor +39 Armor, Two-Handed Raider Axe +38 Cleave Damage (Bonus against Shields)]

[Tier 2 Vanskerry Raider x79]

[Equipment: Studded Leather Jacket +34 Armor, Heavy Iron Sword +30 Slash Damage, Wooden Round Shield +9 Resistance]

[Tier 3 Mercenary Rider x15]

[Equipment: Short chainmail +41 armor, steel sword +29 slash damage, simple round shield +8 resistance]

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A total of 126 people, all fully armed!

Roger's brow furrowed deeply, a surge of endless worry welling up inside him.

Others could only see the figures moving in the darkness below, and had no way of discerning the other party's strength level, but he could see it clearly!

These hundreds of pirates were far more powerful than ordinary bandits!

On Rogge's side, there were only about forty people who could truly be considered combatants.

Every player was personally trained by Rogge, and losing any one of them would be an unbearable price for him.

Roger took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

Although our side has fewer people, we are not without the ability to fight.

All 35 members are at least level 21, making them genuine Tier 3 shield and axe soldiers.

More importantly, he added at least two to four points to each team member's "Iron Bones" and "Strong Strike"!

Individual strength bonuses are generally around 30%!

These two skill points provide a comprehensive boost, making them essentially elite units among Tier 3 soldiers!

Moreover, all the team members drank the medicinal wine infused with experience candy, which temporarily doubled their combat abilities.

In addition, although the eight Tier 3 guerrillas only had about thirty crossbow bolts left, after they ran out of bolts, they could still pick up battle axes and shields and transform into qualified shield and axe soldiers to join the battle.

The fifth-tier Ivar and the three fourth-tier noble riders are also a force to be reckoned with.

Behind Rogge were more than 160 able-bodied villagers. Although they had no decent armor or weapons and had not received formal military training, they were sufficient to assist in the battle.

"Virgil, form a shield wall!"

Virgil immediately took action, directing his men to form three rows, their shields interlocking to create an impenetrable shield wall that blocked the entrance not far away.

The more than 30 team members moved in perfect unison, without the slightest sign of panic.

Rogge then instructed Old Quay to have the villagers light dozens of torches inside the camp.

The pirates couldn't see the specific layout of the defense line, but they could see many figures in the camp.

Roger did not want to fight this battle. Given that his forces were at a disadvantage, he hoped to use this to mislead the enemy and hopefully make the pirates back down.

"Guerrilla soldiers, take note: once the pirates launch their attack, fire freely, but be sure to conserve your crossbow bolts!"

Rogge turned his gaze back to the darkness below, and he made a judgment about the threat posed by the throwing axe.

In this world, while the individual qualities of soldiers far surpass those of modern people from the previous life, they are not excessively superior.

Throwing weapons like axes have an effective killing range of only twenty or thirty meters.

To throw a throwing axe fifty or sixty meters, one would need to be a specially trained elite thrower, and such individuals are extremely rare, usually found only in top-tier elite units.

In modern society, those who can throw an axe fifty or sixty meters are already among the very few...

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Down the slope, the pirates' torches drew ever closer, and the deathly silence weighed heavily on everyone's hearts like a boulder.

Rogge could clearly hear the heavy breathing behind him, the sound of villagers who were too nervous.

Fear is a natural human emotion, and the fact that these villagers, who have never experienced war, can stand here is already quite brave.

Just then, Rogge's Insight Detected unusual activity within the pirate group.

The pirate leader, Stan, drew his dragonbone axe and held it to the neck of a hired rider.

The hired rider nearly fell to his knees.

After the axe left his neck, the hired rider, along with a dozen or so men, carrying shields, slowly made his way towards the steep slope!

Behind them, twenty or thirty pirates followed closely, and the first wave of attack finally arrived.

Rogge's heart sank, and he shouted in a deep voice to the team members behind him:

"The pirates are attacking! Prepare for battle!"

Under Stan's coercion, the hired riders reluctantly walked more than twenty meters up the steep slope.

The moment they entered the range of the throwing axes, more than a dozen axes whistled and spun out, smashing towards the shield wall!

"Clang clang clang!"

The throwing axes struck the wooden round shield repeatedly, producing a dense and dull thud.

The pirates clearly didn't expect to break through the defenses with a single volley of flying axes; after throwing them, they immediately increased their speed as they climbed the slope.

When the pirate fleet reached the middle of the slope, a cold glint flashed in Roger's eyes, and he shouted sharply, "Release the rolling logs!"

Several villagers who had been waiting on the high ground on both sides immediately swung their axes and cut the ropes binding the rolling logs.

A dozen or so thick logs poured down from the high ground, rumbling down the slope!

The slope of this hill is ultimately limited, only about twenty degrees.

The logs didn't roll very fast. Three or four of the front row of mercenary riders were knocked down, and the rest of the pirates immediately retreated. A large number of logs eventually piled up on the flat ground up the slope.

Although the rolling logs disrupted the pirates' attack rhythm, they did not cause too many casualties; only three hired riders fell on the steep slope and howled in pain.

The pirates urged the remaining mercenary riders to launch another attack. Rogue picked up a stone the size of a millstone and weighing about seventy or eighty pounds, and hurled it with all his might toward the pirates.

The stone rolled a few times on the slope, but instead of hitting anyone, it got stuck in a mud pit.

Upon seeing this, a hint of embarrassment flashed across Roger's face.

It's unrealistic for an ordinary person to throw a stone weighing forty or fifty pounds far, let alone when these pirates weren't directly below the team members.

"Everyone, throw small stones!" Roger ordered decisively.

As the pirates charged forward again, the villagers, who were already prepared, threw the bowl-sized stones in their hands forward.

In an instant, countless stones rained down like black hailstones. Although each stone was not very lethal, their sheer number and the fact that they fell silently made all the difference.

The sound of stones hitting shields was incessant. One stone struck a mercenary rider squarely in the face, who screamed and fell backward, clutching his face.

The pirates had no choice but to raise their shields to fend off the rain of stones falling from the sky.

Just as the pirates raised their shields and focused all their attention on blocking the rocks, eight guerrillas on the right cliff seized the opportunity.

After identifying their targets, they used crossbows to launch bolts.

"Pfft!"

The crossbow bolts easily pierced through the pirates' leather coats and short chainmail.

Five raiders and two hired riders fell to the ground.

Seeing this, the remaining pirates roared angrily and charged madly toward the shield wall formed by their men.