Starting With an SSS-Rank Swordsmanship Talent-Chapter 284: Turtle Formation
"Atasha, can we really trust these men?" The young barbarian boy asked her with a strong feeling of vigilance.
Atasha shook her head and replied. "I'm not sure, but we have no choice. They have a lot of people on their side so escaping from them is also impossible. Let's just wait and see."
While Atasha exchanged words with the young barbarian, Fredrinn saw that the district's security was searching the nearby houses.
"They are searching every house! This place isn't safe anymore. We need to head to the next hiding spot and wait for Sir Von's team." Fredrinn suggested with a serious tone.
No one disagreed with his decision.
Before leaving the house, they removed their traces to prevent anyone from tracking them.
"Where are they bringing us?" The young barbarian nervously asked Atasha.
"Do you think I know? Stop asking and help me think how we should escape." Atasha replied, her eyebrows furrowed.
She noticed that the masked warriors were very methodical in their actions. They followed a strict form of hierarchy and each person carried an important role.
In the face of such an orderly group, she didn't even know how they could escape.
"So you guys are here. Do you think you can escape from us?!" A furious voice suddenly drifted over.
Atasha looked up and saw a muscular middle-aged warrior holding a pair of battle axes. He wore leather armor with a steel breastplate, a light choice for someone with his build.
"You guys go! I will take care of this guy!" Fredrinn shouted to the group.
The muscular middle-aged warrior sneered. "Did you think I came alone?"
As his words fell, more warriors poured in, covering all their escape routes.
"Shit!" Henry cursed under his breath when he realized that they had fallen into a trap.
"Don't panic! Stick together and protect the barbarians!" Fredrinn instructed when he noticed everyone's uneasiness.
The group was composed of veteran warriors so they quickly reacted to the situation upon hearing his commands.
They formed a tight circle with the two barbarians in the middle to ensure their safety.
Looking at them, the muscular middle-aged warrior waved his hand and shouted. "Kill them all and take the barbarians!"
As soon as his words fell, his subordinates immediately charged towards Fredrinn and the others, attacking them in all directions.
"Turtle formations!" Fredrinn issued a command.
Everyone held their shields in front of them to form an impregnable formation with almost no targetable area. Even the space above their heads was covered, making it impossible for an arrow to penetrate their defense.
As the enemies neared, Fredrinn shouted once more. "Spears forward!"
Caught off guard, the enemies were unable to evade or block their spears.
One by one, they collapsed and they weren't even able to get close to the turtle-like formation.
"What kind of cowardly tactics is this?!" Furious, the muscular middle-aged warrior lunged himself forward, choosing to lead the next wave of attack.
With him in front, his subordinates were no longer flustered. frёewebnoѵēl.com
"Follow closely behind me! We will destroy this turtle-like formation!" The enemy commander shouted.
Seeing this, Fredrinn furrowed his eyebrows.
Stopping normal warriors was easy, but against stronger enemies, their formation wouldn't last long.
"I will stop him! You guys stay within the formation while I kill the enemy commander!" Fredrinn stepped out without waiting for their response. He then rushed to the enemy commander with his sword and shield.
"You're one brave motherfucker!" The muscular Elite Knight snorted when he saw Fredrinn stepping out of the formation.
"Kill him!" He commanded his subordinates as he brandished his battle axes with fearsome force!
Whoosh! Whoosh!
He is more powerful than the guy I fought earlier, but he is still nowhere near Sir Henry's level.
Fredrinn assessed his enemy's strength with a glance. He then raised his shield to block the attacks and used his sword to deflect another.
Clang! Clang!
Hm?!
The muscular Elite Knight was stunned. The guy didn't even flinch after taking on both his axes.
"No wonder you are brave. It turns out you have some abilities, but I'm not your only opponent!" He muttered with a sneer.
In the next moment, more warriors came to attack Fredrinn.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Clang! Clang!
Fredrinn calmly evaded those he couldn't block. He then released a powerful sweeping slash that killed three warriors!
"So strong!"
"Watch out!"
The muscular Elite Knight couldn't believe his eyes. They had already surrounded the enemy, but they couldn't even injure him.
Is this guy really an Elite Knight?
Sweat trickled down his face as he continued his relentless attacks. His mana was being quickly depleted, but he hadn't even landed any substantial damage!
In a moment of distraction, he received a stab in his chest, making him stagger backward. He groaned as he watched the lone enemy killing his subordinates with great ease.
We can't win here! I need to escape!
Thinking of this, he turned around and retreated while applying pressure on his wound.
Suddenly, a flail came to his sight, making him feel a wave of fear. He quickly evaded by bending his body to the side.
Whoosh!
"Oh, you dodged that?" A nonchalant voice drifted into his ears.
Before he could even see his opponent, he heard something crack behind him. To his horror, he realized that it was actually his back being struck by the flail!
The muscular Elite Knight flew like a ragdol and crashed into a nearby house, his fate unknown.
Bang!
Von didn't spare him a glance and looked at the situation of the other group.
The enemies had lost their commander so there was confusion in their ranks. Fredrinn's group killed them one by one. There were a few who managed to escape, but they didn't give chase.
"Sir Von, you're here." Fredrinn was glad to see him.
Von nodded and said. "This is not the right place to talk. Let's get going before enemy reinforcements arrive!"
"Alright. Let's go!" Fredrinn gave a signal to everyone.
The group didn't hesitate and left the area immediately.
