Mount and Blade: Summon five outlaws at the start

Hod had thought about taking Nott and the others to flee to other places, but after careful consideration, he gave up the idea.

He now had nearly 200 people under his command. Even if he went to other places, so many people would definitely attract the attention of the lords. No lord could accept a force of up to 200 people appearing in his territory.

As for escaping to the wild and becoming a group of lawless people who survived by looting villages and robbing caravans, Hod would not do that.

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On the top of the main castle, the wind was howling like a wild horse, and the sharp sound of the wind was like a whip whipping people.

Hod stood there with a solemn expression, his eyes fixed on the densely packed crowd below.

All of these people were lawless people who were forcibly abducted by the robbers.

Before they became lawless people, they each had different identities and backgrounds.

Some were craftsmen who worked hard but eventually went bankrupt, some were serfs who had to flee due to persecution by the manor owners, and some were farmers who lost their land.

But at this moment, no matter what they were like in the past, here, they all have the same identity - prisoners!

Hod took a deep breath, as if to inhale all the cold wind in the sky.

Then, he slowly moved his legs, each step seemed so firm and powerful, and walked steadily towards the edge of the top of the fort one step after another.

When he finally reached the edge of the top of the fort, he stopped, lowered his head slightly, and looked down at the dense crowd below with a condescending attitude.

For a moment, the whole scene fell into silence, and only his steady breathing sound quietly echoed in the air.

After a short silence, he finally slowly opened his tightly pursed lips.

His voice was deep and rich, and every word was very clear and heavy: "I think you should have known that a large army is approaching us."

He paused, looked at everyone below, and then said: "The purpose of their coming is to kill us all. Don't think you can stay out of it, because in their eyes, both us and you are objects that must be eradicated."

Here, he paused again, took a deep breath, and continued: "To be honest, I don't know what you think in your heart, but I don't want to die so easily, I want to live!"

Finally, he suddenly raised his volume and shouted loudly: "If you don't want to die either, then pick up the weapons on the ground and fight back with us!!!"

The last roar exploded in the air like thunder, shaking the hearts of every captive.

As the sound of this sentence fell, short spears, short swords, one-handed axes and several dilapidated but still protective wooden shields were thrown into the crowd like raindrops by the robbers standing around.

These weapons were scattered on the ground, making a clanking sound.

The captives looked at the weapons lying on the ground, and were stunned for a moment, as if they couldn't believe what was happening before their eyes.

They stared with wide eyes, staring blankly at the sharp weapons that could determine their life and death, with hesitation written all over their faces.

However, at this moment, a thin man broke the silence.

He bent down and picked up a short sword, holding it tightly in his hand, and his firm eyes seemed to convey a belief to others - only resistance can have a glimmer of hope.

Seeing this, the other captives seemed to be stimulated by something, and subconsciously reached out and held the weapons firmly in their hands.

"To survive!!!"

Standing on the top of the fort, Hood suddenly pulled out the long sword at his waist, raised it high above his head, and roared with all his strength.

"To survive..."

However, only a few captives subconsciously followed suit, but their voices seemed very weak in the crowd, like a candle swaying in the wind, which could go out at any time.

"To survive!!!"

However, the next second, the robbers around suddenly shouted in unison, each of them with a ferocious look on their faces, waving their weapons in their hands, and their momentum was like a surging wave, overwhelming the sky and the earth.

Looking at the vicious and ferocious robbers around them, a flame gradually ignited in the hearts of the captives.

Finally, more and more captives began to join the shouting, and their voices gradually became louder from the initial thin mosquitoes.

"To survive!!!"

"To survive!!!"

The shouts startedOne after another, intertwined, the shouting made the blood of every captive boil.

The originally oppressive and dull atmosphere was instantly ignited, burning fiercely, illuminating the determined faces.

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Hod stood upright on the outer city wall, his right hand tightly holding the extremely sharp sword at his waist.

A pair of sharp eyes looked straight into the distance, focusing on the army that was gradually approaching.

The army was lined up in a row about 700 to 800 meters away from the manor.

There were many triangular flags and swallowtail flags in the team, and the most eye-catching one was a long square flag with a white background and black edges located in the core position of the team.

There was a lifelike elk pattern embroidered on the flag, as if it could jump out of the flag at any time.

Around this long square flag, there are dozens of soldiers wearing heavy chain mail robes, all of them holding weapons and looking stern.

On the left side of the long square flag, there are more than 600 town conscripts wearing armored clothes with the Damon family logo, most of them holding short spears and shields, and a few carrying long bows, short swords, and quivers.

On the right side of the square flag, a team of about 400 people is waiting in a serious battle. This team is a mixed formation composed of militia, town guards and mercenaries.

They are dressed in a variety of clothes, some wearing worn leather armor, chain mail shirts, and some wearing simple cloth cotton robes, and the weapons in their hands are even more varied, including spears, short swords, battle axes, heavy staffs, etc.

However, compared with the soldiers who were temporarily recruited by the town, these people are obviously much calmer.

Not far from them, there is also a cavalry team composed of bounty hunters and knight attendants.

They were seen riding on horses, dispersing and galloping around the whole manor quickly, with the hooves of the horses raising clouds of dust, as if a whirlwind swept through.

Their eyes kept scanning the manor, as if they were trying to find the weak points in the manor's defense in order to determine the most suitable breakthrough direction for the upcoming attack.

"Leader?"

Just as Hood was concentrating on observing the situation in front of him, Nott, who was serving as a personal guard beside him, could not suppress his inner urgency.

Hood turned his head and saw Nott at this time, his face flushed, his eyes revealed a strong desire, and he looked eager to try.

Hood smiled slightly and advised: "Don't worry, Nott, they will not launch an attack today."

"Ah? No attack? How is that possible!" Nott heard the words, and his face suddenly showed surprise, and asked in disbelief.

Hod nodded gently and explained patiently: "Think about it, they have traveled a long way to get here, and they have consumed a lot of physical strength along the way."

"And up to now, they haven't even built a camp. In this case, if they rashly launch an attack, not only will they fail to exert their due combat effectiveness, but it will easily fall into a passive position."

"So, they will definitely rest today and recharge their energy before attacking us."