The Molander side was already ready at this time. Although the enemy's combat effectiveness was greatly reduced before the war, the soldiers also knew that this was undoubtedly a tough battle, so everyone was fighting for 120,000 points. To deal with the upcoming battle.

Standing in the center of the team, Rainer was able to see the situation clearly. About eight hundred people from the clad formation, who had been motionless, came out, moving slowly toward their own queue.

It was so difficult for them to move forward, and the snow on their calves hadn't reached them, which had greatly hindered their actions. After all, they did not have the cold-resistant aura of Rainer's trip.

Lena frowned slightly under the circumstance of the extremely slow pace of the march.

He really couldn't understand what the other party's intentions were. Aside from conspiracy theories, the scene before him was the best portrayal of the fueling tactics. He came up and gave a small amount of troops first. Isn't this just giving himself food?

Rainer didn't think much, and gave the order directly: "Waiting for thousands of enemy troops! Everyone is ready!"

"Estimate the enemy's distance!"

"Three hundred meters!"

"Two hundred meters!"

"One hundred meters!"

The guard next to Rainer roughly estimated the distance, and every time the enemy moved a hundred meters forward, he would yell at Rainer loudly.

"Shooter! Shoot!" Rainer drew the long sword from his waist and shouted loudly.

Obtained the order, the Winter crossbowmen instantly shook the hanging knives on the pulley crossbow machine, only to hear a bounce sound, the crossbowstring was immediately straightened under the strong force of the crossbow, and the crossbow was Was pushed out fiercely by this huge force.

The same is true for the archers. They drew their arrows from the snow in front of them. After they took the bow, they took a short aim and released their thumbs. With just a sequence of effort, twenty powerful arrows flew out.

A scream sounded without surprise, the huge power of the recurve bow and the pulley crossbow penetrated the enemy's body effortlessly, bursting out bursts of scarlet blood mist, falling on the white snow with unusually dazzling eyes.

In one round of shooting, more than forty Clades fell to the ground, losing their lives forever.

However, Reiner didn't care. He pulled his neck and shouted again: "Second round! Shoot!"

This time, the archers were the first to shoot arrows. Although they were not as powerful as the crossbowmen, they were much stronger than the crossbowmen in terms of their rate of fire.

Twenty arrows were fired again, and even the howling of the cold wind could not conceal the sharp sound of the arrows breaking through the air. This time the casualties of the Klads were small, but it was enough to make them fearful.

Most of the clads who fell to the ground were not completely dead, lying on the ground struggling constantly, covering their wounds and wailing desperately, clutching the corners of their comrades' trousers and jackets and begging for their help.

Although not many people fell on the ground, the wailing and blood all over the ground still made those who were not injured have a grievance, and no one wanted to end up like this.

Seeing that the warriors under his command seemed to shrink slightly, the tribal leader went into a rage. Before he mocked the cowardice of other tribal leaders, now he is all under his men, but they are showing timidity. Isn't this beating his own face?

"Damn! Don't be afraid! They are nothing terrible! Kill them! Look at their armors! Don't you want them? Just kill them all! We can get countless armors like this! We can grab them on their land. Take their food! Take possession of their rich land! Kill their men! Get up to the tall and smooth-skinned Redka women! Warriors! Fight hard!"

He opened his throat and yelled frantically, and at the same time, the movement of his hand did not stop. With a light swipe of the short iron sword that he finally got from the Redka, he easily pierced a thought. On the neck of the Clad who was about to turn his head, the aorta was punctured, and the blood suddenly burst out with a blood sword, spouting three or four meters high.

The blood, combined with the words of the tribal leader, slowly increased during the gradual downturn.

The pace that had just hesitated began to become steady.

However, they had just started fighting, and what they had suffered was another terrible rain of arrows.

Sorrowful voices sounded briefly from above them, followed by dull sounds of meat, and the collision of steel and bones.

The Winter crossbowmen had already loaded the crossbow bolts, and after aiming at the command of the captain at the fastest speed, they slammed down the hanging swords in their hands.

More than a hundred people, a whole more than one hundred people just fell on the way forward. They didn't even know what their enemy looked like, and they were on this frozen land forever.

Rainer looked at all this in front of him with no expression on his face. He had become accustomed to it. On the contrary, he looked at this scene and was delighted, because now more than a hundred feats have entered his account.

"Continue shooting!" Reiner hoped that this group of enemies could be eliminated by himself and on the way to attack, he gave the order to continue shooting.

"Damn! He is too reckless!" Several leaders of the Clades also gritted their teeth when they discovered the battle on the front line.

"There is no way, he has already rushed out! We have to help him!" The leaders of the Clades also knew the truth about the coldness of the lips and the teeth, and immediately made up their minds to prepare to support.

Although Rainer was watching the enemy in front of him, he never let go of his vigilance against the enemy in the distance. He noticed something unusual about the enemy, and immediately cast his gaze on it.

The remaining seven thousand people moved at this instant. Even if it looks a little messy and unorganized, it is visually extremely scary.

"Everyone is ready to meet the enemy!"

With a cry of Rainer, several vassals who were in charge of sending orders rushed out on horseback, running towards the ranks of the vassals.

At this time, the Klads who rushed up first had no morale. They just rushed in front of the enemy, only to find that they had lost more than three hundred people. They had been struck by this terrifying arrow and lost their fighting spirit~ lightnovelpub.net~ No matter what the tribal leader does, it has no effect.

They scattered and wanted to leave here. The whole team suddenly became a mess. The Clades pushed each other and wanted to leave this place of death quickly. Some people were pushed, and their ignorant feet stepped on them. On his body, at first they were still able to make waves of howls and screams, but in the end, there was no more life and no human form.

Looking at the team that he could no longer control, this tribal leader couldn't help crying. He never thought that the enemy was really so powerful, and even the two sides hadn't met each other shortly. The tribal warriors who he was proud of were completely Defeated.

Before his regretful emotions continued, a crossbow bolt instantly penetrated his neck and penetrated into the ground, only leaving a blood hole on his neck, and blood was still oozing out.

"Ho ho..."

His eyes widened in disbelief, trying hard to give orders as usual, only to find that he seemed to be leaking.

Desperately trying to struggle, bursts of dizziness and suffocation rushed to his brain, and immediately before his eyes became dark, there was no more life, and he fell to the ground hard.