Warhammer: I, Bartor Farmer

Chapter 34 The Wind of Courage

When a unit of strong horns appears, there is a subtle emotional vortex on the battlefield. Even the weakest weak horns muster up their courage at this moment. Of course, they may be coerced, and charge at Roel with crude weapons. Come.

Those hairy, short, ugly little "animals" are not a problem for Roel, they are just things that can be solved by spending money. At this moment, Roel is only wary of those strong horned beasts.

Roel handed the more powerful eight bombs to his little apprentice. "cover me."

Then he raised his rifle, he needed to shoot the environment, and Ali Mara, who had no skills, could only kill a large number of horned beasts with more expensive bombs.

He feels distressed, but now is not the time to feel distressed, and he also knows that after fighting like this, he will never get back his money.

He could only hope that the morale of the Beastmen horde would be quickly drained by bombs and snipers.

Roel took out his firearm, and aimed at the strong horns that were walking in front of him. Compared with those weak horns, they were more war-conscious, and their movements were uniform, and they deliberately put their arms on the heart in front of them, hindering Roel shooting.

Open the shooting chamber, aim, hold your breath, the plate armor is not invincible, Roel thought so in his heart, the projectile fired.

Violent sparks exploded on the side of Stronghorn's knee. If it was normal, the man's leg would probably be broken, but the plate armor protected it well, didn't it?
After a while, the huge body gradually lost its center of gravity, and fell sideways on the ground, watching his right leg gradually bleed red blood in a daze.

The difference in armor is too big, and flesh and blood are more prone to problems than the black wight, but the ability to accurately shoot at the connection point can be said to be nowhere to be found in Bretonnia.

Roel watched an enemy fall, and he absolutely had to thank the various monsters who trained him here.

Thank you, skeleton, thank you, zombie, thank you, Eustabe, who stole his lunch.

However, one of them fell harmlessly, and the lineup was soon filled with strong horns, and Roel also reloaded. At this moment, the weak horns that were gradually approaching also approached the attack range.

There was a loud explosion, and countless fragments and lead bullets flew across. It was a bomb. Even without skills, it could reach 10 high-destructive bombs at a time!

And there are eight more such explosions!
For a moment, the weak corners looked as if they saw a monster, or the thunder and lightning from the sky fell on the mortal world. If they hadn't been educated by their boss, they would probably have knelt down and kowtowed.

This is the case with creatures. Roel, who has been playing high-end games with zombies for a long time, almost forgot that he has the attribute of frightening the enemy.

Once the horned beast hesitated, the entire attack would become slow, and the atmosphere on the battlefield would change at this moment, from the bright wind towards the beastmen to the smell of bloody ground meat.

At this moment, Roel suddenly heard someone shouting behind him.

"Earth Knight! Earth Knight!"

Roel was stunned, and looked behind him. There were hundreds of farmers coming with pitchforks and bows and arrows at home!
They are by no means an elite force, and they have not left their names in the history of Warhammer, but Roel knows them.

"Lawn the butcher? Pendor the carpenter?"

Surprised and puzzled, he named a few men he had known in the past few days, because this man was a butcher from the next village, and Pan De was even the next door neighbor.

And they came here out of breath at this moment, and the leader was that uncle, Ali Mara's uncle.

Uncle shouted to everyone. "For our Lord Knight, for the sake of the village, Saria!"

Under the light of the torches, the expressions of the farmers are printed. Although they are tired, they are full of hope. Although they are thin, they have courage at the moment.

"For, Sally!"

They chanted the name of the Harvest Goddess. Even though the war continued, the three villages could only squeeze out a mere 100 people. There may be less than 60 men, but no one retreated. Even if there are young teenagers in the team, Uncles who are already in their [-]s, their pace is very firm.

The short bow was set up and approached the wall. At this moment, the arrows fell like raindrops, and the horned beasts began to die in pieces. Roel raised his rifle, and his little disciple and her uncle approached Roel.

The three of them held their breaths, arrows and firearms were fired continuously, the enemy's blood wet the ground, even the plate armor was pierced by projectiles and arrows, and the furious roar of the horned beast echoed in the forest.

And soon, even the strong horns suffered shocking deaths under such attacks. Although they did not retreat, the weak horns began to die on a large scale.

It can be said that the huge number of this tribe is not a force that any village can resist independently, even if Roel is added, but there is only one guy like Roel, and a miracle has patronized this place in a small way.

Seeing that the situation of the battle was getting brighter, my uncle breathed a sigh of relief, and then spoke to Roel in a happy tone for the first time. "Thank you, I shouldn't have doubted you, you are a real hero and knight, if it wasn't for you, I wouldn't be able to persuade everyone to help my village."

The villagers next to him also shouted. "Yes! Everyone has been helped a lot by Lord Earth Knight!"

Roel was a little embarrassed, and he curled his lips. "Continue to fight, the opponent has not completely collapsed yet!"

But he soon discovered that among the herd of beasts fleeing towards the forest, there was a figure going upstream...

"Get out of the way!" Roel immediately realized that it was the leader!
A moment later, the bent huge horn blew an astonishing horn sound. Although there was no horned beast to give back to it, it rushed to Roel's position very excitedly!

Because of the cover of the herd, the distance was too close at this moment, and Roel's shots couldn't hit the fast-moving monster!

Huge horns, horns, sawdust, screams, and flesh and blood flew around the village's defense line, like a grotesque painting of panic and scarlet.

And the wooden wall was directly knocked down by the powerful horned beast at this moment, as if it was bombarded by artillery!

The people next to him, including Roel and Alimara, were hit to the ground by the impact.

This horned beast, blessed only by Khorne, is in an absolutely strange and sickly state at the moment, but the madness makes it crooked a little...

Roel was not happy at all, he had mail armor, and he wouldn't die if he was hit!

Because at this moment, the uncle is hanging on the intact left horn of the horned beast, and the whole body is pierced...

And Alimara managed to recover from the force of the impact, and felt warm blood dripping from her cheeks.

Looking up, he saw the ferocious and terrifying beastman's face, hanging on the corner with his only relative...

(End of this chapter)