Chapter 42: Slasher vs. Bear Catcher

Hundreds of light infantry heads were crowded in front of the gate, but because of the special terrain in front of the tower, only dozens of light infantrymen in the first two rows could poke the scorched door with their spears. The scorched door was very crisp. The originally thick wooden door only needed a little force to pierce it with its spears. The hole became bigger and bigger. The movements in the hands of the light infantrymen also accelerated. The surroundings were strangely quiet, and there was only the sound of spears poking on the gate.

"It's almost over, it's almost over." Looking at the gradually shaking gate, Arud's soldiers were excited. Although ordinary plunder had nothing to do with the civilians, the candlesticks and tablecloths in the castle in Mecklenburg's capital were made of silver and gold threads. It would be normal to throw away a few of them in chaos. If these things were sold to travel merchants, it would be enough for the farmers to earn a year. Even the peasant militia recruited for feudal obligations were planning to make a fortune, which was why they were so excited.

"Boom~~~." Suddenly, the gate fell down without warning. The dust and smoke that fluttered up made everyone unconsciously take a few steps back. The people in the front row covered their mouths and noses and turned their heads to other places. The people behind only heard the sound but did not see what happened, but they all cheered and leapt.

"Good job, I've knocked down the door so quickly."

"No, it wasn't us." But the light infantry in the front row coughed and waved their hands repeatedly. They knew very well how that level of piercing could push down the thick gate at once, so they denied it repeatedly.

"Hey. What's going on? Did you fall down by yourself?"

"No, oh~~~pch." Just as the light infantry were puzzled, a light flashed through the dust. The light infantry who was still defending her widened her eyes. He saw him suddenly move. His eyes fell below and found that his waist was actually staggering in a strange way. The blood was gushing outwards uncontrollably, and the slippery intestines were dragging on the ground, and the colorful internal organs poured over the ground. Mixed with the sludge.

"Ah. It's the guards of Mecklenburg." The blood and various organs in front of him made the other light infantry scream. The companions who were still talking just now were in half. The slightly calmer among them hurriedly held the spear and warned loudly.

"Oh um~~." From the broken door was Ivanovic, who was covered in armor and holding a double-edged long-handled axe. He roared angrily like a beast roaring from the darkness. He waved his powerful arms with his double-edged long-handed axe. The axe caused a bloody storm among the light infantrymen. The sound of human bones breaking and the sound of blunt objects entering the flesh kept ringing. Howling sounds one after another, and the soldiers behind had no idea what was going on.

"Sir Ivanovic, let's help." At the same time, the Slavic heavy infantry rushed out of the tower. The armor on their bodies made a rustling sound, and the shield hit the face of the light infantry blocking in front of them. Taking advantage of the other party's trance, the sharp sword quickly pierced into the neck and other vital points like lightning.

"Spear Wall." John Berg was blocked among the light infantry. He was neither advancing nor retreating. However, with rich combat experience, he quickly shouted in his loud voice. Although the light infantry did not have much combat skills and experience, they had the mutual assistance learned from labor between the villagers. Therefore, when they encountered danger, they knew very well that only by tying together could avoid danger and destroy themselves. The reason why they were unprepared was because they were fooled by Ivanovic and the heavy infantrymen who rushed out of the gate.

"Quick, fast." The light infantry crowded together, pressing their shoulders side by side, aiming the farm tools and spears in their hands at the periphery, and the people in the first row bent over and inserted the root of the long-handled weapon in their hands diagonally on the ground, and the sharp tip was diagonally aimed at the enemy outside.

"Go to yours~~~ohhh." But Ivanovich was a more experienced soldier. He rushed beyond the spear wall of the light infantry, raised his axe with his hands, and shouted and cursed at the light infantry with a ferocious face. His face and body were covered with sticky blood, and he looked particularly scary. The reputation of this squire nobleman nicknamed the slasher is extremely famous in the local area.

"Woo, I, I want to go home." A weak-willed appeared among the light infantrymen. Facing the killing warriors in front of them, how could these farmers who were just farming not be afraid? The slippery intestines on the ground seemed to emit white heat. Many people collapsed and crowded behind them, and the entire spear wall suddenly shook.

"Ha." Ivanovic smiled grimly, and rushed in at the shaking part of the spear wall. He mixed it calmly and manic, but it was more appropriate to mix it with his body. The long-handled axe made a sound again, drinking the blood of the light infantrymen.

"Oh oh~~~." Just as everyone was helpless, they suddenly made a way out from behind the crowd. A big man wearing a thorn all over rushed in and ran directly towards Ivanovic.

"Well, damn bear hunter." Ivanovic could tell at a glance that it was a bear hunter outfit. He slashed the axe horizontally, but the hedgehog outfit on the man's body, the dense iron spikes that had been continuously improved by generations, blocked his attack, and bounced the blade of the axe with a resilience. Ivanovic cursed fiercely.

"Surrender, noble man." A muffled sound came from under the hedgehog's hood. In addition to the hedgehog's outfit, he also held a special spear in his hand.

"You shouldn't have been in this muddy water, a despicable traitor." Ivanovic scolded. In his opinion, this bear-catcher like a pariah dared to disobey a nobleman like him. However, the hedgehog outfit on the bear-catcher is simply an excellent defense, and Ivanovic still has to keep a certain distance from the bear-catcher. If he is hugged by the bear-catcher, there will be no countless big holes on his body.

"We've got the money." The bear hunter said calmly.

"Bah, do you dare to disobey your leader and don't want to live on this land again?" Ivanovich was really stunned. He swore to the gods if he could defeat these pagans, he would personally go to the forest to burn the bear hunters' camp and drive them all out of this land.

"Earl Arod agrees that we will continue to live here, so your threat is invalid." The bear hunter lowered his head and seemed to think for a while, but he quickly raised his head and said.

"Damn traitors, I curse you. Do you think that shitty pagan will fulfill his promise?" Ivanovich roared. At this time, he could not remain calm at all. These untouchables who should have been obedient and handed over all their gains actually turned to the enemy at this time. Such objects that were trampled under their feet were now extremely ironic.

"I, remember what you and your entourage did to my wife." The bear hunter stared at Ivanovic from his hood. Ivanovic suddenly thought of something, but at this time he would not show weakness or bullying.

"Ha, I understand, why is the bitch who has worked on the roadside, not enough money?" Ivanovich laughed, and strong alcohol was sprayed out of his mouth. Although the bear hunter had a lot of income, he was often exploited by the lord because he had no place to live. The nobles also hated these homeless people. They only gave some leftovers when using them. This also led to the family of the bear hunter often doing other things to subsidize their family income, such as helping the village to do odd jobs. But a few months ago, Ivanovich forced a woman with his entourage on his way back drunk in the village tavern. At first, he was a little worried that the village woman would make a wish and demand compensation. But later, when he found out that he was the wife of the bear hunter, he felt relieved. The bear hunter, as a wanderer, had no right to petition the lord at all.

"You have to pay the price." The bear hunter's eyes turned red. He clenched his fists. The leather gloves on his fists were covered with iron nails. Only the inside was normal to facilitate weapons such as spears.

"Come on, don't be like a woman." Ivanovich placed the blade of the axe on his lips, stuck out his tongue and licked the blood on it. The smell of rust mixed with the fishy smell of blood fascinated him. He stepped forward and placed the axe flat, swept across, and hit the bear hunter. This time, although the axe was bounced away again, the bear hunter suffered some damage due to the change in the force-bearing surface.

"Hmph." The bear hunter groaned and took a few steps back, but he still stood straight, staring at Ivanovic with his eyes, then slowly held his right hand in the front part of the spear, and placed his left hand behind the spear, and then the tip of the spear stabbed Ivanovic like raindrops. Ivanovic waved the long-handed axe to block it. Almost everyone around stopped to watch the two of them fighting.

"Ping, clang~~~." The axe and spear kept colliding, and the two were extremely rare. One was a noble child who had received military training and fighting skills since childhood, and the other was a lowly bear catcher who survived the battle with bears again and again. The gap in their past identity almost made their lives and their lives do not intersect, but at this time they were fighting life and death on the battlefield.

"Yeah." Suddenly, Ivanovic's long-handled axe was caught by the Bear Catcher. He pulled it hard to one side, but it didn't move at all, so he gave up the long-handled axe and was about to pull out the sword at his waist. The Bear Catcher grabbed the axe and threw it at Ivanovic. The axe hit Ivanovic and staggered him. When he stabilized his body, he found a sharp and shiny spear under his neck. (To be continued...)
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