Chapter 20, bloody battle at the pier (Part 2)
PS. The introduction of the setting and narration in the first few chapters were a bit long, and I was criticized. I will correct it in the future, and it must be focused on the plot.
"Help, help!"
"Have the Lord's reinforcements not arrived yet?"
Things are not going well! At this time, it was the turn of the morale of the dock defenders to become unstable. The militiamen looked at the huge Water Ghost King with fear in their eyes. The guards who had been fighting for a long time also swallowed their saliva.
The Water Ghost King pulled out the head of the dead guard forcefully. It howled triumphantly. The defenders at the dock couldn't help but collectively took a step back. The guard chief was extremely anxious when he saw this. Only the forty-person dock guard remained. There were less than thirty people, and the fact that their morale had not collapsed despite such heavy battle losses still depended on the leadership of a brave knight from the kingdom. Otherwise, the dock defenders would have fled long ago.
"So what about the Water Ghost King? Let me defeat it!" Banda thought to himself that it was time for him to show off.
"No, Banda, don't go up!" Wilt exclaimed, that was the Water Ghost King whose challenge level was at least Elite Intermediate, and there was obviously something wrong with the posture of the Water Ghosts today!
Normally, the eyes of the water ghosts are always black, but today, the eyes of all the water ghosts to the water ghost king showed a strange red color.
Something must be wrong!
"Roar oh oh oh!" The Water Ghost King quickly noticed the young human rushing towards him. He raised the mace in his hand high and then slammed it down towards Banda.
"Hmm!" Banda could only quickly dodge to the side. Under the guidance of Wilt, his basic skills were still very solid. The huge mace hit the ground, raising countless smoke and dust.
The mercenary's leather armor was covered with dust. Just as Banda was about to raise his sword and attack again, a huge mace swept directly from below in the smoke and dust. The air wave hit his face. Even Banda was unaware Wonderful, he quickly returned his sword to defend.
"Bang!!!" The sound of gold and iron clashing came, and at the same time there was the scream of the little mercenary. In the thick smoke, a body flew out and fell to the ground.
It was Banda. The swords in his hands flew into the sky. His right hand was severely deformed. The little mercenary gritted his teeth and his face was covered with cold sweat. He was obviously enduring great pain.
Not far away from him, a huge monster was slowly walking towards him dragging a large mace.
The heavy steps on the soft beach hit everyone's heart like a heavy hammer.
"Banda!" Everyone in the Blood Ax Mercenary Group shouted, and Wilt howled as if his liver and gallbladder were splitting. He kicked the water ghost next to him away and headed towards his beloved disciple. He ran, but the distance between the two people was still thirty or forty meters away.
"Damn it." Teresa's silver eyes were fixed on the battlefield. Since Banda ran far away and was beyond the range of the handgun, the sorceress subconsciously wanted to mobilize her magic power, but found that it was empty. , she had already overdrawn her bloodline power once in the past two days. If she overdrawn her bloodline power again, she might even lose her rank - Teresa had just broken through the legend not long ago, so the sorceress gave up decisively after weighing it for a while. Weak mercenaries who have nothing to do with him are completely unworthy.
Just when Teresa gave up, the tall figure of the Water Ghost King walked out of the smoke. The tall monster roared wildly, and then raised the huge mace in his hand: "Oh oh oh!"
"No!!!" The huge mace fell high.
Banda closed his eyes subconsciously.
"Bang!" There was no pain as imagined, only the sound of gold and iron clashing.
"Life is precious. Of course you can give up your life for your great ideals, but committing suicide beyond your capabilities does not fall into this category." A faint voice sounded in front of Banda. The tall figure held up the war hammer and blocked the huge weapon. of Mace: "Please understand the difference between sacrifice and death."
"Your recklessness may very well cost you your life, and once your life is over, everything is over. I hope this moment today can make you grow, Banda."
After saying that, Ryan began to use all his strength. At this time, Ryan knew that everyone's hope was pinned on him. Because of his bravery and strength, the defenders persisted until now. Likewise, if he failed, the defenders would It completely collapsed.
The time has come to decide victory or defeat.
The huge mace and the hammer head of the warhammer collided together. The huge sound and air waves stirred up dust, flying sand and rocks, and everyone on the dock could hardly open their eyes.
When Banda opened his eyes again, what he saw was an incredible scene. The Water Ghost King's mace was actually deflected by Ryan's war hammer!
Ryan has more power than the Water Ghost King!
There was another exchange of blows, and the mace was bounced away again. The Water Ghost King was shocked and took a few steps back. It looked at the human in front of it in disbelief. It really couldn't believe that he had such a powerful force.
"Okay! As expected of Mr. Ryan, the 'Sledgehammer', he really deserves his reputation!" Lauritz shouted excitedly. The outcome of this fight was already determined.
What are the attack methods of low-IQ water ghosts?
It's nothing more than grabbing and biting. What they can rely on is nothing more than strong strength and sharp claws. And when Ryan can defeat the Water Ghost King based on strength alone, he has no chance of losing!
"Yeah yeah yeah!!!" The dock was filled with the cheers of the guards and militiamen. The water ghosts had realized that their king could not defeat this terrible knight, so they fled in all directions. The guards and militiamen knew how to gain military exploits. The time has come, so I take the opportunity to rush and kill, and take the opportunity to get a few more heads in exchange for rewards.
Even the Water Ghost King is aware of this problem. Even the power it is most proud of cannot defeat this knight.
There would be no chance of winning, so the leader who was still majestic and proud before vigorously threw the huge mace at Ryan, then gave up his weapon without hesitation, and fled, the huge figure fled. It looks quite ridiculous.
Ryan blocked the flying mace, and his castration could not help but slow down. However, this did not bother Ryan. He had seen this situation many times in many battles. He pulled it out from the back of his belt. A throwing knife with a blade coated with yellow knife oil.
This is the legacy of his former teammates.
This knife of mine is a poisonous blade coated with poison!
Ryan grabbed the handle of the flying knife, his pupils shrank to a point, and with a shake of his wrist, the flying knife was released.
Taste my righteous flying knife!
The bright blade whirled several times in the air, cut through the sky, and penetrated directly through the right knee of the Water Ghost King from behind. The Water Ghost King fell down and rolled several times on the beach before struggling to get up, but this By that time, Ryan had already rushed to its side.
The two-handed war hammer was thrown aside by the man. He reached out and picked up a standard long sword that fell on the ground.
The trapped beast was still fighting, and the Water Ghost King struggled and swung his claws at Ryan, but wherever the sword touched, there was no obstruction. The Water Ghost King's forearm was cut off directly, and a large stream of green blood spurted out. It had no time to suffer. Yelling, the cold sword edge passed through its chest.
The Water Ghost King's body struggled a few times and then stopped moving completely.
"Victory!!!" "Victory!!!" "Victory!!!"
"We won!!!"
When Velarde led his army to the pier, he saw the battlefield that had ended. The corpses of the water ghosts covered half of the pier. The soldiers were counting the casualties and cleaning the battlefield. This scene was similar to In the small-scale battle between the water ghosts, three dock guards died and a dozen people were injured. Two of them lost their arms. Even if they recovered from their injuries, they would have to retire.
The militiamen suffered fewer casualties, which was not surprising to Ryan. The most useful thing about militiamen was to shout and build momentum. In battle, they prioritized life-saving as their main purpose, and would always ensure their own safety. It is almost impossible for them to charge and fight to the death if they launch an attack again under such circumstances, unless the battle situation is already one-sided.
Without proper leadership, militiamen would basically collapse in battle.
"You are an excellent warrior, Ryan, just like your father when he was young." Velarde approached with a battle ax: "Thank you, Ryan, if it weren't for you, many fathers and husbands would have died in this battle. "
"It's okay. Remember to give me the 20% discount on the water ghost tooth. This is what I deserve." Ryan nodded with a smile and put away the two-handed sword he picked up.
"Of course!" This is an unwritten rule. There is one common rule on the mainland. In a battle, the person who provides key information and the person who kills the enemy leader can each get 20% of the loot.
Ignoring Banda who was lying on the ground and receiving treatment, Ryan walked to Theresa's side: "Teresa? Are you okay?"
Even after a fierce battle, Ryan's clothes were not damaged at all, but were stained with some green blood. The sorceress did not let any water ghosts come within 20 meters of her. Seeing Ryan's return, She raised her blunderbuss: "I thought you would resolve the battle faster."
"It should have been faster. I think you also noticed that there is something wrong with these beasts. Their eyes are bloody red. I can feel the power of the blood god from them. The water ghosts are controlled and they are driven to attack the dock. If Mr. Velarde hadn't issued a sea ban..." Ryan thought of this and felt a little scared.
"Then we will encounter these water ghosts when we go out to sea, and the bottom of the boat will be punctured. We will have to fight with these beasts in the water!" The sorceress reacted very quickly, and she felt her scalp grow when she thought of this possibility. tingling.
Fighting water ghosts in the water is a very stupid idea. Humans are not a race that is good at swimming.
"We'd better not let the lord know that these water ghosts may have been attracted by us, so that we may start our journey early." Ryan Fu'er and the sorceress asked, and received a positive answer from the sorceress, Villar. De led the soldiers to clean the battlefield. The teeth of the water ghost were an alchemical material. The passing spellcasters would always go to the lord's residence to recycle these things. There were some things that Ryan thought it would be better not to let Velarde know.
Although the Blood Ax Mercenary Group was the first to arrive, it was the last to join the battlefield. Except for a few people such as Boris and Wilt who were charging ahead, most of the mercenaries even killed the water ghost with their swords. There was no blood and the battle was over.
Because of this, the militiamen and mercenaries had a fierce quarrel over the distribution of the spoils.
"Everyone has a share in the battle, why should we be given this share?" The mercenary holding a short sword and carrying a long bow on his back was arguing with the militiamen. He had short golden curly hair and a lot of pockmarks on his face. There is also a scar, but if you ignore these, he still looks quite handsome.
Ryan recognized him. He was an ordinary ranger in the mercenary group. His name was Simon, a very common name.
"Everyone has a share? You greedy mercenaries, you came in at the last moment, how many monsters did you kill in total? You have the nerve to ask for something so brazenly! Get away! Otherwise I will call the soldiers!" One was already very old. The militiaman said impatiently.
"I killed a water ghost with my own hands!"
"I even killed three of them with my own hands!"
"Anyway, this is mine, bring it here!" The young mercenary went up anxiously to grab the water ghost teeth. A small bag of these teeth can be sold for dozens of silver coins, which is also a lot of money.
"No!" The old militiaman suddenly put the sack into his arms. Simon anxiously wanted to reach out and grab it, and the two of them struggled with each other.
This behavior attracted the attention of many people and the scene became quiet.
The old militiaman was pushed to the ground, the bag in his hand was torn, and the water ghost teeth were scattered on the ground.
Even Ryan and Teresa, who were discussing what to do next, had their attention drawn to it.
All because, after the militiaman fell to the ground, everyone discovered that a wooden prosthetic leg was exposed from under the militiaman's robe. Because the owner fell to the ground, the prosthetic leg separated from his right leg and lay alone on the ground. .
This old militiaman is disabled!
After falling to the ground, the old militiaman watched the water ghost's teeth scattered all over the floor, and tried to stand up, but how could he stand up easily when he was missing one leg? He struggled a few times, but his aging body felt a pain, and he had to stop struggling temporarily.
"Enough, a cripple has to go to the battlefield? Do you want to use this injured leg to become a war wound?" A mercenary sneered disapprovingly.
"Yes, old waste, here is this for you, you may need it, hahahaha~" Simon took a wooden stick from nowhere and threw it on the old militiaman: "Be careful not to fall, hahahaha !”
"...I just say that old Terry insists on going to the battlefield at this age. It's too reluctant!" Some soldiers were also whispering: "Maybe he was an excellent soldier twenty years ago, but now he is just Just a loser."
"Crippled old man, you should go home and raise pigs. The pigsty is where you should be, hahahaha~" Someone in the mercenary group heard the whispers of the soldiers and laughed loudly: "Just right. You don’t need both legs to feed a pig, right?”
"Yes, but that's not necessarily the case on the battlefield~"
"That's enough, that's enough. Stop talking. After all, Old Terry is a retired veteran. Let's save some face for him! Do you think that in the future you will be lame, disabled, and someone will mock you like this when you are old? "A soldier stood up and yelled.
"Okay, okay!" Simon collected the water ghost teeth and put them back into the bag, and then threw them all in the face of the old veteran Terry: "Forget it, old man, I am too lazy to fight with you, these things are considered I have sent you to retire, and I would like to advise you that an old cripple like you should go home and retire, and don’t go out and embarrass yourself.”
The old veteran lowered his head silently. His hands tightly grasped the sand on the ground, and his fists were clenched tightly. Two lines of hot tears flowed from his eyes. He felt humiliated and deeply humiliated.
When did he become so fragile? He was once an excellent soldier.
"In the future, what will future bards say about this passage?" Old Terry cried full of humiliation and grief: "A veteran who lost a leg while defending his family and country, his role is to make damned mercenaries a mess. Are you making fun of us? Without us, who are you people?"
"Ha! You think too highly of yourself, old thing! The bards won't write a story for you at all. Let me tell you, maybe you... Hmm!!!" Simon was still waiting to say more. A strong arm grabbed his throat and lifted him up like a chicken.
It was Ryan. He suppressed his anger and said softly: "Apologise to this gentleman, right away!"
"L-Mr. Lane?!" Simon was stunned. He really couldn't figure out why the knight of the kingdom wanted to interfere in this matter?
"Apologise, right now!"
"Mr. Lane, I..."
"Apologise to me right now! Otherwise I will crush your neck!"
"Yes... yes!!! Sorry!!!"
Ho ho ho ho~