69novels Chapter 31: The Bandits Are Here!
Chapter 31: The Bandits Are Here!
"Brother, that's not how scouts work! Shouldn't scouts be gathering intelligence, keeping watch at night, and patrolling the river? We've had a bad start; we were spotted right away!"
The sister-in-law's little follower, a player with 800,000 coins, ran while looking back at the six or seven mounted bandits in the distance who were clearly teasing the three of them.
"Still slacking off at night, and Yeluohe too, they've been humiliated to the point of being a complete coward. Damn it, you two go first, I'm going to give them a piece of my mind!"
Another player, seemingly experiencing humiliation in the game for the first time, couldn't take it anymore. He cursed, then drew the chain hammer hanging from his waist and charged towards the cavalrymen trailing behind him.
"Hey! San'er!" Eighty knew the player in real life and, in his haste, called out the other person's nickname in real life.
"Let's go first. These bandits have cavalry. If we don't go back to warn everyone, they might just overwhelm us!" The sister-in-law grabbed Eighty, who wanted to go with her, and hurried towards the camp.
"Watch this!" The band of bandits on horseback chasing after the three players were all Dothraki who had broken away from a certain bandit group, and each of them had amazing horsemanship skills.
Upon seeing that one of the prey was trying to resist, one of the young men, dressed in Dothraki leather, brandished an Arak scimitar and charged forward on horseback.
The outcome of the battles between the players and the Dothraki cavalry was not significantly different. Inexperienced players were clearly unable to withstand the charging cavalrymen wielding scimitars with their maces and thin chainmail.
Looking back at San'er's severed head, player Eighty knew it was just a game, but the realistic scene still made him instinctively curse.
"I'm going to chop his head off later!"
Several Dothraki rode around the corpses on horseback, seemingly unconcerned about the two escaped prey.
"Damn it, killing someone is just a matter of beheading them, why add the humiliation!"
The player who was killed by a single blow entered the resurrection screen and looked at the bandits riding around his "corpse" and waving their scimitars triumphantly, his face full of black lines.
Although being resurrected would certainly startle these bandits, the one who had been stabbed and was about to die still didn't dare to use his last free resurrection opportunity.
Unlike the veteran players who at least have a hundred or so Kingdom Coins and can revive at will, this new player was someone whose equipment was bought from other players by the guild leader.
"President!"
Sitting by the campfire, Lin San Gongzi watched with curiosity as two players studied how to roast a rabbit. Feng Yun Xiong Ba looked over upon hearing the noise.
Then they saw the veteran player's sister-in-law and another player they had sent out hurriedly running back to the camp.
"The bandits are coming!"
"Alright, my greatsword has been itching for a long time!"
Upon hearing that bandits were nearby, the players in the camp excitedly stood up.
Unlike those small, poor guilds that, despite having fifty, sixty, seventy, or even eighty members, only have basic equipment and no armor, this is different.
Although their Heroes' Guild only has thirty members, they rely on their guild leader's large and wealthy family background to make crazy acquisitions in the game, so that every member of the guild has one or two weapons, and the armor rate is as high as 50%.
The players, fully equipped, had been eagerly anticipating the battle, and now that there were enemies nearby, how could they not be excited?
"Brothers, prepare for battle!"
Feng Yun Xiong Ba stood up, looked around, and saw the pairs of eyes on him. He was usually calm, but he was inexplicably excited and even trembled all over.
There are only thirty people right now, but what about three hundred, three thousand? This feeling of commanding an army is something that no amount of money can buy in reality.
Suppressing the excitement in his heart, Fengyun Xiongba gave an order, and all the players drew their longswords and took up their battle axes.
"Waaaaah~"
A piercing shout came from afar, accompanied by the sound of horses' hooves, reaching the ears of the players.
With the help of two players, Feng Yun Xiong Ba put on the plate armor he had acquired at a high price, donned the duckbill helmet, and pulled down his mask.
Feng Yun Xiong Ba, holding two canes, slowly walked in front of everyone and shielded the players behind him.
"Youji, Lord Hou, you two will have to show the brothers something in a bit," Fengyun Xiongba said in a low voice, looking at the two players beside him who were holding longbows.
The two players, one named Jiangcheng Yangyouji and the other Nancheng Xiaoliguang, were both archery enthusiasts in real life. Not long after they logged into the game, he recruited them into his guild at a high price.
"Don't worry, President!"
Player Nancheng Xiaoli Guang, whose game ID is affectionately known as "Lord Hou" by his guildmates, is currently stringing a bow. Beside him, Yang Youji is also stringing a bow silently, and the taciturn player simply nods to Fengyun.
As soon as Xiao Li Guang finished speaking, the cavalry had already rushed to the vicinity. The enemy was obviously an experienced player. Seeing the campfires in the players' camp, they all extinguished their torches, trying to make sure the enemy could see their side as late as possible.
Unfortunately, the players' characters don't have night blindness in this era.
At this moment, the two experienced archers in the guild had already drawn their bows and nocked their arrows, each aiming at their targets.
"Whoosh! Whoosh!"
A long arrow pierced the night sky, and the two Dothraki at the forefront groaned and fell off their horses.
"We also use bows and arrows!" Upon seeing this, the Dothraki leader immediately abandoned his contempt and solemnly took a bow and arrows from beside his saddle.
With a scimitar, he cut down the young Dothraki man who didn't eat cilantro. He stood on his horse as if it were flat ground, and drew his bow to its fullest extent, releasing an arrow that pierced the air.
Right in the middle is a player with their mouth wide open, cheering for their team's archer.
"Holy crap!" The player standing next to him was startled and instinctively backed away, causing chaos in the Heroes' Guild's formation.
"Stop! Don't move! Raise all your spears! Shields!" Feng Yun Xiong Ba shouted, barely managing to stabilize the battle line.
"Whoosh! Whoosh!"
Two more arrows were fired from the longbows held by Xiao Li Guang and Yang Youji, and two Dothraki men fell from their horses.
The lead Dothraki roared, "Kill the Ironhide archers!"
"Protect Lord Hou and Youji!" The players were prepared, and two players squatted in front of the two with their shields raised.
Stack! Stack!
As both sides exchanged fire, suffering casualties, the band of horsemen, mainly Dothraki, had already charged close.
"Prepare for battle! Do not retreat! Kill one, and I, the guild master, will reward you with a 500-yuan red envelope offline!" Feng Yun Xiong Ba lowered his body, gripped his cane tightly, and shouted in a buzzing voice.
"Dry!"
The players roared, staring at the ferocious-looking enemies mounted on warhorses. The realistic battlefield stimulated the adrenaline of every player.
"For the Targaryens!" one player roared to bolster their courage.
"For the Targaryens!" came a chorus of angry shouts.