Chapter 48 (1/2)

Lorraine hill stood up from the tent. As she had been prepared, her clothes were changed into a close fitting hunting suit for easy operation.

When the curtain of the tent was lifted, the huge rain came. The six riders outside the tent were surprised to see her. Before these riders could wait to ask, Lorraine Hill began to ring the big brass bell hanging at the tent door. The sound of the bell was very special even on rainy nights, which shocked many guards who were still awake.

The girl asked the riders to inform all the people immediately, put on the armor and prepare for the battle.

As the chamber of Commerce guards in the tent wake up one by one, the sound of horses' hooves in the distance is getting closer and closer.

I can't wait. I didn't expect that the enemy's marching speed didn't decrease in the rain. Instead, it was faster. Lorraine hill made a quick decision and arranged the prepared part of the guards in three rows on the road, with a distance of 3 meters between each row. In this way, even if the cavalry broke through the first layer, the whole front would not collapse immediately. Still have to face the back of the gun and crossbow.

Several team leaders with people to move quickly, in the heavy rain, shouts in the camp one after another, everywhere is the rapid pace and action.

Twelve long shooters formed the first line of defense. They were standing behind the wooden fence. At this time, the sound of running horse's hooves was obvious, and even they were vaguely aware that there was something wrong with them. The cold rain along the top of the head, shoulders wet clothes and armor, and the water on the barrel of the gun also makes the clenched hands a little slippery. They are anxiously watching the dark and fuzzy rain curtain in front of them, as if there will be a beast to choose people and bite at any time.

The second and third platoon are still long shooters, and behind the third platoon are suitable for melee swordsmen, who protect the bowmen and other non fighters behind. Several attendants set up six large fire basins, then poured fire oil to light them, so that they could burn even in rainy days.

Wearing the black hooded robe, Lorraine hill is riding on a horse, looking at the dim shadow of the mountains in the distance, holding a matte crossbow in his hand. This is a gift from the agattilins before they leave, [matte black crossbow] (excellent silver).

As if a narwhal had pierced the ice overhead, a group of cavalry in black armor rushed out of the turning road ahead and headed for the camp.

They are wearing unknown black masks. The special masks don't affect their breathing even in the rain, and the dark red patterns on them add a bit of terror.

These black cavalry are all at the level of sequence 2, but they have a very good relationship with rain. In the rainstorm, they not only do not affect their actions, but are much stronger than usual. On the other hand, although more than 10 riders and guards in sequence 2, more than 30 riders in sequence 1 and more than 100 riders in the whole are affected by various negative effects of rain, they are not as strong as the other side.

The leader hiding in the middle of the cavalry saw the guards waiting in the camp. His pupils narrowed slightly, but he hesitated. A special whistle sounded. The black cavalry took out a javelin one after another, and then quickly threw it out in the rain.

It's late, it's fast. The galloping cavalry rushed to the front of the battle in a flash, while the long Gunners in the front row snorted, covered their javelins and fell down.

The dense bowstring of the crossbow rang out. Unfortunately, due to the influence of the rain, most of them missed the key point. They were just inserted in the thick armor and did not penetrate. Only one of them passed through the eye socket of a cavalry, and the cavalry in black fell from the horse.

First of all, the cavalry in black rushed to the front of the battle, lifted the lance which was ready to go, and the muddy rain surrounded it. With the impact of the lance, the wooden fence in front was smashed, clearing the way for the subsequent troops to attack.

The remaining long shooters in the first row no longer hesitated. With a roar, they raised their long guns, strode forward and thrust them into the front chest of the horse. The huge inertia of the horse brought the long shooter down, but then they also slipped forward in the rain and fell the cavalry heavily on their back.