Mount and Blade: Summon five outlaws at the start

"Creaky..."

With a sharp sound, the suspension bridge of the outer city made a heavy creaking sound, as if an old beast was breathing hard.

As the sound gradually weakened, the suspension bridge slowly fell down and finally landed steadily on the other side of the trench, opening up a passage to the city for the subsequent mixed formation soldiers.

"Charge!"

A guard waved his sword and shouted loudly, and the other soldiers behind him were encouraged and shouted in unison.

One by one, the mixed formation soldiers excitedly carried wooden ladders into the outer city like a tide and joined the previous soldiers.

"Tap tap..."

The wooden ladders were built on the top of the city, but when they looked up and saw that there was no enemy figure on the city wall, the soldiers looked at each other, full of doubts in their hearts, and at the same time, an inexplicable uneasiness gradually surged up.

Just as everyone was stunned, there was a commotion on the inner city wall.

Dozens of robbers armed with javelins and slingshots emerged like ghosts. Their figures were looming in the sun, giving people a sense of gloom and horror.

The leader was Hood, who had disappeared on the outer city wall before. At this moment, he stood on a tower, staring at the dense enemy troops below with his eyes, and a trace of cruel coldness flashed in his eyes.

Looking at the dense enemy troops below, Hood waved his right hand violently and shouted loudly: "Shoot!"

As soon as the voice fell, the robbers threw the long-range weapons in their hands at the crowded crowd below.

In an instant, javelins and slingshots cut through the sky, rushed over with sharp whistles, and hit the crowd at an astonishing speed.

"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh..."

The sound of breaking through the air came one after another, and the sharp javelins stabbed straight at the unprepared soldiers like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue.

Stones the size of a baby's fist fell like a torrential rain, hitting the crowd fiercely.

For a moment, screams, shouts, and the sound of weapons colliding filled the air, and the whole scene was in chaos.

At this moment, the inner city gate that had been tightly closed suddenly opened slowly without any warning, as if a long-sleeping giant beast finally woke up and opened its bloody mouth.

Then, a rapid and heavy sound of hooves came from inside the gate, and six bandits riding mules and donkeys rushed out like a gust of wind.

Behind them, there were also robbers holding one-handed battle axes and looking ferocious. Looking at the chaotic crowd, both the robbers and the bandits had cold murderous intent on their faces.

The bandits rushed out first. They were all strong and fierce, with fierce looks on their faces. They held extremely sharp sawtooth short spears in their hands, and the spearheads flashed a chilling cold light under the sunlight.

"Go to hell!"

Batu, the leader, shouted angrily and rushed into the crowd.

The mule under him seemed to feel the killing intention of the master, and the hooves flew and accelerated.

In the blink of an eye, Batu rushed to a mercenary and stabbed the serrated short spear in his hand into the other's chest.

The huge impact force made the short spear penetrate the mercenary's body in an instant, and blood splattered.

After Batu succeeded in the attack, he did not stop. He quickly loosened his hand holding the short spear and pulled out the one-handed light stick hanging from his waist.

He saw his wrist shaking, and the light stick drew a sharp arc in the air, and then hit the head of another militiaman heavily.

There was a muffled sound of "puff...", and the militiaman fell straight to the ground without even having time to scream, his brain burst, and died on the spot.

Batu, who killed two people in a row, did not stop his actions at all. He held the stick tightly in both hands, and flew left and right. The shadow of the stick was like a weaving. Wherever he went, the enemy soldiers were all smashed and bleeding.

Not far from Batu, Ashilan was even more brave, as if he was possessed by the god of war.

He waved the sawtooth short spear in his hand, and every time he attacked, a string of blood flowers came up. Those enemies who blocked his way were ruthlessly stabbed to the ground.

The other four bandits were not to be outdone, and each of them displayed their special skills.

They either used short spears to stab left and right, or used light sticks to sweep up and down, with tacit cooperation and measured advance and retreat. For a time, they beat the enemy soldiers and fled in all directions.

The robbers also joined the battle at this time. They waved their one-handed battle axes to harvest the panicked enemy soldiers one by one, with hideous faces.

The enemy army, in chaos, was ruthlessly slaughtered by the robbers like a group of lambs to be slaughtered.

Knight Hagen was about to enter the city and was walking forward with steady steps. Suddenly, a shrill scream came over.

This sudden sound made him stop abruptly, as if he was cast under a spell. His face under the helmet instantly became extremely gloomy, and his brows were tightly knitted.His face was wrinkled, and there was a hint of shock and anger in his eyes.

Then, he saw soldiers running towards the suspension bridge like frightened birds.

These soldiers looked panicked, and they didn't even have weapons, just running for their lives.

"Waste!!!"

Seeing this scene, the anger in Knight Hagen's heart was ignited.

He roared, his arm muscles suddenly bulged, and the heavy mace in his hand swung out like a flash of lightning.

With a loud "bang", a town guard who had just escaped in front of him flew backwards like a kite with a broken line, and fell heavily to the ground.

"A bunch of waste, who dares to escape, die!!!"

Knight Hagen roared again, his eyes widened, murderous intent, holding the mace in both hands, and smashed madly at the fleeing soldiers who tried to pass by him.

Every time he swung the mace, it would bring up a sharp gust of wind, accompanied by a dull crash, and one after another of the fleeing soldiers were knocked to the ground.

After knocking down several fleeing soldiers in succession, Knight Hagen still had no intention of stopping.

At this time, he was already blood-curdling, and wanted to kill all the soldiers who dared to disobey his orders and flee.

"Stop them!"

Knight Hagen continued to swing the mace while shouting at the servants beside him.

Although the servants were also frightened by the chaotic scene in front of them, after hearing Knight Hagen's order, they still rushed forward and tried to stop the fleeing soldiers.

And Knight Hagen himself, like an angry lion, constantly vented his inner anger with the mace in his hand.

After smashing a mercenary's head, blood and brains splattered all over his armor, but he didn't care and continued to attack the next target mercilessly.