Chapter 411: Heresy

“Quack!”

A few crows flew by and landed on a tall gallows beside the road. Several mummies were hanging on it. They were all cultists who were hanged, but there were very few bandits.

This is because bandits can be caught and killed at any time, so they have no right to be hanged. Only cultists who are feared by all major kingdoms and forces and are hated by everyone have such qualifications.

There were many gallows like this on both sides of the kingdom's main road. One or dozens of them could be seen every few hundred meters. Some of the gallows were obviously made temporarily, while others were well-made, with more and fresher corpses hanging on them.

Occasionally, you can even see a stake, which is used to burn the more evil witches and snake cultists.

Zhang Yang and his mercenary group were escorting a large cart and walking slowly. Although this road was the most famous economic lifeline in the Kingdom of Sarion, it did not mean that it was easy to travel.

The messy weeds, the floating dust, and the always bumpy road made it a real torture.

After only half a day, everyone, including Zhang Yang, became covered in dust and dirt, and this torture would take another whole day.

"Captain, there is a caravan coming ahead."

Anderson returned from the front on a hunting horse with the sound of hooves.

Although he had not yet been promoted to a ranger, he possessed level 2 riding skills. So from the very beginning, Zhang Yang asked Carly and Anderson to take turns to scout forward, although the possibility of encountering bandits on such an important trade route was very small.

"Clear half of the road, everyone on alert!"

Zhang Yang issued an order that in such a chaotic world, not all caravan members were good people, so they had to be careful of being robbed.

Just as he gave the order, two more riders appeared in the distance ahead. They were riding very fast, and it seemed that they had no intention of slowing down even after seeing Zhang Yang and his team.

Seeing this, Zhang Yang relaxed instead. These two riders were not targeting them. It was obvious that they had other important tasks, perhaps delivering a letter.

When the two riders passed by, one of them suddenly shouted, "Quickly retreat, there is an army of cultists ahead, and they have looted the town of Olai."

Zhang Yang was stunned. Outlet Town, isn’t this the location of the mission he just received to eliminate the robbers?

But at this moment he couldn't think about whether it was true or not, because the cult's army was not something he could deal with.

“Turn around!”

Zhang Yang shouted and looked forward. He could already see the shadow of the caravan. They were obviously moving very fast. The stirred smoke and dust filled the air like clouds, dozens of meters high.

A very bad feeling emerged in his heart. Looking around, Zhang Yang saw a cliff hill about a hundred meters away on the right side of the road. It was not high, only about twenty meters, and the area was not large. There were four or five big trees growing on it.

"Go and form a formation over there!"

Zhang Yang gave the order. He certainly didn't want to encounter the cultists, but it would be a disaster if he was caught up by the cultists' cavalry on the road.

Soon, his 20 soldiers and a cart arrived at the hill, and veteran Robert began to command the soldiers to form a dense array relying on the hill and the cart.

At this time, more chaotic horse racing sounds and shouting were heard. The front team of the caravan was already in chaos. Five or six hired riders were galloping without sparing their horses. The dust raised by their mounts obscured the situation behind them.

But suddenly, a hired rider screamed and fell off his mount. Zhang Yang could see clearly that it was a javelin that flew out from the dust and smoke.

Just a few seconds later, a knight covered in black armor rushed out of the smoke. Even though he was two or three hundred meters away, Zhang Yang could feel the terrifying murderous aura.

Especially when the Wanderer System gave the information of this tall black-armored knight, Zhang Yang was so shocked that he broke out in a cold sweat.

This is actually the cultists' highest-level troop, the heretic black knight.

This is a monster with a level of 55, 48 points of strength, 24 points of agility, and has 15-level iron bones, 12-level strong attack, 6-level throwing, 10-level riding, 7-level mounted archery, one-handed weapons, two-handed weapons, and pole weapons with a proficiency of up to 500 points.

What's more, he was equipped with luxurious equipment. Even his warhorse was extremely tall and majestic, and covered in iron armor. He was clearly a human tank.

Zhang Yang was already thinking about whether to escape, because such a black knight could almost wipe out his entire team.

Fortunately, the black knight was chasing the four hired riders at this time.

When Zhang Yang was hesitating, seven or eight mercenary swordsmen who had escaped from the caravan rushed out from the smoke and dust. They were also panicked and actually ran towards Zhang Yang and his team. Behind them, the driver of a caravan's cart was desperately driving two slow horses, and in a panic, the cart overturned and the goods on it were scattered all over the ground.

The driver was trapped under the carriage and screamed desperately, but no one paid attention to him.

The sound of hooves rang out again, and two more cultist cavalrymen chased out from the smoke, but they were no longer black knights, but heretic giant warriors, which were also a high-level soldier, at level 42. As soon as they rushed out, they saw the formation of Zhang Yang and his men on the hill, so they let out bloodthirsty laughs, and ignored the seven or eight fleeing mercenary swordsmen, and rushed up the hill from the left and right.

"You are such a skilled and courageous person. I admire you."

Zhang Yang, who was originally hesitating whether to escape, spat. He really had no confidence in fighting against the Black Knight, whose strength was close to that of Class B.

But this giant warrior is at best C-level and can still fight.

"Form a battle array! Draw your spears!"

"Come closer and hold on!"

Veteran Robert yelled at the top of his lungs, while six armed infantrymen stood in the first row to maintain the soldiers' line. Even though they had the advantage of terrain and their numbers were ten times that of the enemy, the invisible murderous pressure still made a group of recruits who had never seen blood tremble with fear.

Zhang Yang, Carly and Anderson had all dismounted by this time. They were their long-range force, but the hunting bow in Anderson's hand could not even tickle the powerful warrior who was wrapped in iron armor and helmet from head to toe.

Carly's hunting crossbow probably does little damage.

The only weapon that can cause damage is Zhang Yang's heavy javelin, a throwing weapon with a solid iron head at the front, which can cause considerable damage to iron armor.

As for the assassin's flying knife, there is basically no need to think about it.

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The horses of the two powerful warriors were equally majestic. Even though it was a 40-degree slope, they still rushed up at a very fast speed and used shields to protect the vital parts of their upper bodies at all times.

Anderson and Carly had already started shooting, but their shots were basically blocked by the other party's shields.

Zhang Yang stood behind the soldiers, using his horse as a cover, and waited patiently.

Finally, a warrior with great strength rushed up from the left, and his armored horse knocked down an armed infantryman. At the same time, he smashed down the heavy nail hammer in his hand with ease. Another armed infantryman groaned, and the shield in his hand was directly deformed and shattered. He vomited blood and flew backwards, knocking down seven or eight recruits behind him.

What a terrifying power this is.

But Zhang Yang was waiting for this moment. When the giant warrior's middle door was wide open, he threw the heavy javelin in his hand violently. It made a sharp sound in the air and instantly blasted into the gap between the eye sockets of the giant warrior's bucket helmet.

"ah!"

The giant warrior let out an earth-shaking shout and fell off his horse. This attack could be considered a precise headshot because the distance was less than fifteen meters, which was Zhang Yang's home court.

The moment the giant warrior fell off his horse, an armed infantryman seized the opportunity, held the long sword with both hands, took a lunge and stabbed hard through the gap in the guy's helmet, and directly snatched Zhang Yang's head.

But Zhang Yang didn't care about all that at this time. After a successful attack, he turned around and pulled out the second heavy javelin and threw it at the second giant warrior.

This time the effect was not so good.

The main reason was that the opponent was too alert and had rich combat experience. He quickly blocked Zhang Yang's javelin with his shield, then dismounted decisively, and charged with his shield, knocking the veteran Robert away, leaving his life or death unknown. Then he swung his shield again, knocking out an armed infantryman, and at the same time smashed with his mace, knocking Thor, who was standing in the second row, unconscious with his shield broken.

Too fierce! Of course, this is also because Zhang Yang's soldiers are too weak.

At the critical moment, Zhang Yang was very calm. He jumped on his horse and took advantage of the height to throw out the third heavy javelin, forcing the giant warrior to put down his shield and defend.

“Ahhh!”

Bob suddenly rushed out from the right side with a sledgehammer in both hands, and hit the giant warrior's shoulder with a sledgehammer. With a bang, the giant warrior staggered.

Then a new recruit screamed and thrust his spear, but it didn't penetrate the enemy's armor at all.

Another armed infantryman rushed over and slashed several times from behind, but sparks flew everywhere and the effect was still minimal.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhang Yang threw the fourth heavy javelin, hitting the left shoulder of the giant warrior. The heavy javelin broke directly, and the opponent was forced to drop his shield.

“Ahhhh!”

Bob, holding the sledgehammer, smashed down again, and this time he finally knocked the giant warrior who had suffered repeated attacks to the ground. Then he smashed wildly, and after a few hammers, he actually grabbed the second head.

Zhang Yang had no time to sigh at this time and immediately began rescue and treatment. His level 2 surgery and level 2 healing skills were still good, and at least he could ensure that the injuries of several wounded were stable.

But a few minutes later, Zhang Yang felt bad because another seven or eight heretic worshippers rushed over with more than twenty heretic infantrymen, including five heretic crossbowmen, chasing the remaining caravan guards.

What's worse is that the black knight has circled back from the front, forcing the seven or eight mercenary swordsmen who wanted to escape to stay on the hill with Zhang Yang and his men.

(End of this chapter)