Wendatil's fighting ability was indeed terrifyingly strong. Facing the siege of more than twenty Singal witches, she was not only not injured but also killed several of them in just a few seconds!
She kept moving quickly to dodge left and right, using the shield in her hand to block high and low, and rarely attacked actively, only stabbing with a sword after each successful block.
Her swordsmanship looked very strange. The Noldor Rune Sword in her hand was always stabbing, rarely chopping, and there were no fancy moves, but after each attack, a witch fell down.
Moreover, the direction of each stab was not the direction she was facing - almost every sword was a feint to the east and attack in the west.
The shield in her hand was not in front of her, but was tilted to the side, and it looked like it was held a little high. But in fact, her body's center of gravity was lowered, and the shield protected her entire head and face.
Her sight was always hidden in the shield, so the enemy definitely didn't know where she was looking.
This posture may look strange, but it was very effective in actual combat. More than 20 evil women were unable to hurt her at all.
Moreover, at this time, half of the twenty or so evil women had been stabbed to death by her.
The remaining witches knew that they were no match for Wendatil, so they gave up the siege and fled to the periphery.
On the outer battlefield, the enemies had formed a semicircle and surrounded them in a shield formation. The rangers had begun to retreat while shooting arrows to suppress them.
But at this moment, a cavalry came galloping from behind these young rangers!
——This was indeed an ambush designed by the Fruz Slave Catching Group. The camp was a bait, and those seductive women pretending to be young rangers were also bait.
Now they saw two hundred young Noldor rangers, half of whom were Noldor girls. It should be that all the ambush troops have been deployed.
If this cavalry of more than 300 people broke into the ranger formation, and the surrounding Singal spearmen and witches rushed forward, their numerical advantage would be magnified in the melee, and they would probably be able to capture many female ranger girls.
The Singal riders galloped over with greed in their eyes, and all of them grinned, as if they were imagining their future lives as wealthy men...
But just as the cavalry began to speed up, a whistling arrow shot into the sky.
Then, two armies rushed out from both sides of the battlefield - the Noldor warriors of Islandil stood up from the grove in the south, and the soldiers under Leon stood up from the bushes on the small hill where Leon was hiding.
Islandil himself was in Leon's army. His Noldor warriors were led by three Twilight Knights. They were divided into three teams in a rapid charge and appeared behind the Singalians' encirclement, forming a pincer attack from the front and back with those young rangers.
The Noldor warriors did not rush into the enemy camp, but stayed dozens of meters behind the enemy and quickly threw their bows and arrows.
While the cavalry formed a formation and sped up the charge, Leon and Islandil led their troops to the back of the young rangers under Vendatil, facing the cavalry rushing towards them from three hundred meters away.
The situation on the battlefield reversed again.
"Her skills are really amazing... If she finds out that we are using her as bait, will she beat me up?"
Seeing that the cavalrymen had not yet entered the shooting range, Leon asked Islandil next to him.
"That's hard to say. She has always had a bad temper..."
Islandil took off his bow, put an arrow on it, and curled his lips.
"Eh? If she attacks me later, can you protect me?"
The lord turned his head and looked from a distance, and saw Wendatil running towards him.
"My swordsmanship is far inferior to hers... Anyway, this anti-ambush plan was made by you, it has nothing to do with me..."
Islandil shrugged regretfully, his expression like an irresponsible scumbag.
Li Ang rolled his eyes and said with a sad face: "Your Highness Islandil, you can't harm your comrades like this..."
When they made the final plan, they did not tell Vendatil - because Vendatil would not obey anyone's orders.
When Lisadilan first discovered the enemy's position, Leon thought there might be an ambush, so he ordered his troops to hide far away in the woods and not get close.
But Wendatil still didn't quite trust the lord. After seeing the enemy, the lady felt that they should not waste time and planned to attack directly. This straightforward woman was probably too anxious and impatient when she heard Lisadilan say that there seemed to be several girls in the enemy camp.
Leon was originally planning to try to persuade him, but Islandil obviously knew Wendatil very well, so he signaled Leon not to try, lest he get beaten...
Afterwards, Islandil suggested getting close to conduct reconnaissance before taking action, and then secretly discussed countermeasures with Leon alone - this prince was not a reckless man.
So the lord took Wendatil with him to conduct closer reconnaissance, but Wendatil's attitude was still to launch a direct raid - in that case, he had no choice but to let her go, and the rest of the matter would be handled by Leon and Islandil.
"Archers, step forward! Steady!"
This is Leon's voice.
"Covering fire! Infantry stand by!"
At this time, more than 300 Singal riders had entered the 100-meter sprint distance, and some of the Singal riders in the front were already holding their lances and preparing to charge.
"Ladies, turn around and listen to Lord Leon's orders for now!"
At this time, Islandil obeyed Leon's orders - the prince obviously understood that there could only be one voice on the battlefield.
So he asked all the female rangers to turn around and face the direction of the cavalry and obey Leon's command.
Then he led the female rangers to start shooting arrows.
Islandil's archery skills could probably be considered among the best in the entire continent. He kept shooting the bow in an almost casual manner, with an extremely fast shooting speed - it felt like he had no aim at all, but after each arrow, an enemy would surely fall.
The archers and rangers fired two rounds of arrows, and about forty riders fell off their horses under the covering fire. The horses, without their owners, ran around in the battlefield, blocking the advance of some of the Singal riders in the back row.
"Free fire! Infantry stand by! "
More than a hundred enemies in the front row were still charging at high speed. The sound of horse hooves rumbled and the ground could be felt vibrating, but Le Ang still shouted at the infantrymen not to move.
Only the archers and Noldor rangers were shooting at the front row of enemies, and inflicted another twenty casualties in the short distance where the enemies charged.
"Archers, stand back! Shields raised! Spears raised!"
It was not until the enemy was only a few dozen meters away that Li Ang gave the final order.
The archers gave up their positions in the front row, and the infantry stepped forward, thrusting their large shields into the ground and pointing their spears at an angle at the cavalry.
When the forest of guns was raised, the Singal riders were less than thirty meters away from this not-so-large front.
At this distance, the horror and despair in the eyes of the riders in the front row were extremely clear...
The Singal riders must have felt very sad running this last thirty-meter-long journey of their lives. If they had known that there would be a long spear formation of the human army here, they would definitely not have rushed over like this...
But now, whether the riders are willing or not, their speed has been increased to the maximum, and the distance is only thirty meters. No matter how good the riding skills are, they cannot control the horses in this situation.
A few riders did try to slow down or turn, but in fact this was suicidal - there were other cavalrymen behind and to the sides of them, and the result was a continuous rear-end collision and horse-traffic collision, which affected their formation.
In addition, Islandil and his rangers were shooting at high speed, so in the end only a few dozen riders rushed to the front of the formation, and only a dozen of them could charge side by side in the front row - and they didn't even have horse armor.
The cavalrymen finally fought back with desperate roars. Blood was everywhere, men and horses were thrown to the ground, and the screams of men and the neighing of horses merged into one.
A total of sixty groups of large shields and spears stood in front of the formation. Most of the riders were pierced with their horses. It was only because of the impact force of the horses that the infantrymen in the front row suffered several injuries.
It was not until the cavalry in the back row rushed in that two enemies successfully broke through the shield formation and rushed into the formation, but one of them was stabbed to death by Wendatil who happened to arrive, and the other had his head chopped off by Leon.
Leon took advantage of this opportunity to get an uninjured Desha warhorse.
At this time, there were more and more corpses and ownerless horses on the battlefield. It was difficult for the Singal riders to form a formation and charge, so they turned around and circled.
It was impossible for them to rush into the formation, so they had to switch to shooting.
But the archery skills of the Noldor rangers were obviously much better than theirs, and they could still cause considerable damage to them even from a distance of a hundred meters.
The Singal riders' D'Shar bows were obviously not powerful enough, and in this case, the projectiles were of little use. In order to make the most of the D'Shar bows in their hands, the Singal riders moved closer and began to speed up in circles, apparently intending to shoot from close range.
Seeing that Wendatil was looking at him unfriendly, the lord mounted his horse and rushed out of the formation.
He was not really trying to avoid Vendatil, but to reduce the losses of his own troops and friendly forces.
After obtaining the horse and holding the lance left by the Singal riders, the lord's combat effectiveness may have increased several times.
For the Noldor, bows and arrows are the weapons that best demonstrate their combat effectiveness.
But for Li Ang, the complete version is when he is on horseback.
As soon as he got on the horse, the lord increased the horse's speed to the limit - this was actually very time-consuming for the horse, because this kind of high-speed sprinting horse could only last for one minute.
But it doesn't matter, the lance can only last for three seconds...
Anyway, there are horses and lances everywhere now, so there is no shortage of equipment at all.
But the lord did not engage in a confrontation with the Singal riders, but instead charged into the enemy's ranks from the side.
Yes, Leon had now openly infiltrated the group of Singal riders who were circling shooting arrows, but he did not chase after the group. Instead, he kept shuttling back and forth among the enemy troops.
Holding a sword in one hand and a gun in the other, he still looked the same as when he first entered the arena.
His purpose was not to kill the enemy - the bows and arrows of the Noldor were more efficient in killing the enemy - his purpose was to disrupt the enemy's formation.
He was wandering around in the middle of the enemy team. If the enemy wanted to use bows and arrows on horseback, they would be hacked to death by him, and shooting Leon would easily hurt friendly troops by mistake - but the Noldor could still shoot and kill the enemy, because Leon was not on the side they were facing, so there was no need to worry about accidental injuries.
The enemy could not defeat Li Ang with lances or sabers. Attacking each other on horseback while moving in the same direction at high speed was actually equivalent to a one-on-one duel, and it was impossible to form an encirclement.
And what the lord is best at is single combat.
As a result, the cavalry routes of hundreds of Singal riders were messed up by the lord alone, and the neatly circling team of Singal riders became chaotic and scattered - the only way to solve this problem in the team was to disperse.
After the dispersion, the routes overlapped and blocked each other. In addition, the ownerless horses on the battlefield were running around everywhere, and the riders gradually could not form a queue.
As more and more cavalrymen were shot dead, the Singal riders finally collapsed, and the few dozen remaining riders turned around and fled far away.
The cavalry's defeat and escape directly led to the complete collapse of the Fruzi slave-catching group.
On the other side of the battlefield, the Singal spearmen and witches were facing a rain of arrows from both the front and the back. Although it was difficult, their losses were not particularly heavy - the spearmen and witches all carried metal round shields, and this large curved metal shield was quite effective in defending against arrows.
Moreover, they still had six or seven hundred people, and were retreating quickly and rearranging their formation, intending to rely on their local numerical advantage to launch a counter-encirclement of the two hundred Noldor warriors who had made a surprise attack from behind.
If they could really execute it well, they might still not be able to turn defeat into victory, but at least they would be able to fight and retreat at the same time - because after a melee with the Noldor who were flanking behind, the young rangers in the front would not be able to shoot arrows at will.
However, the cavalry fled at this time, and many Singal spearmen also began to flee the battlefield.
On the contrary, the Singal witches were more determined, but they only held on for a few seconds longer - when the spearmen started to flee, the witches had no choice but to run away as well.
"Vendatiel, we can chase the enemy now..."
The enemy had been completely defeated. Leon rode back to Wendatil and looked at the female hero who looked unhappy.
"Sir Leon, are you trying to show me the cunningness of humans in this way?"
Wendatil looked unhappy: "I admit that your judgment and tactics are correct, but the problem is that you didn't tell me!"
Leon turned his head and took a look. Islandir was very far away...
"Well, this was actually His Highness Islamdir's idea... He said that your martial arts are rare in the world and are enough to withstand any powerful enemy. And your brave and strong character is as obvious as your beauty. You don't need any disguise to attract the enemy. So we finally decided that you should face the enemy openly, and I will carry out this cowardly ambush..."
Leon flattered , and let Islandir take the blame - in fact, it was Islandir who proposed it, but the final tactics were determined by Leon...
"I'm not so stupid as to be unable to distinguish between tactics and cowardice, Lord Leon! I saw your brave performance, and I also know that you are trying to help us avoid losses, but I don't like being kept in the dark... Humph, I will accept your command from now on, but I hope you can tell me all the arrangements!"
Wendatil said this expressionlessly. She was not angry. It seemed that praise was useful after all. No matter how old a woman was, she liked to be praised.
"Of course, it is an honor to have a comrade like you, Ms. Vendatil."
Leon smiled and nodded, then pointed at the Noldor Rangers who had already started chasing: "Go and take care of them, don't let them chase too far."
Faced with the retreating enemy, they must expand their victory. Wendatiel and Islandil each led their subordinates to start the pursuit.
Leon didn't chase after them. He was inspecting the spoils and prisoners, and then he found a troublesome situation - the captured Noldor female rangers were not here.
Most of the stolen Noldor equipment is not here either.
And the enemy leader, Fruz, is not here either!
There was a seductive woman among the prisoners who confessed the situation.
Fruz had left from the west several hours ago with a team of about twenty people.
This large force was arranged by Fruz to stay here to try and see if any of the Noldor would chase them out.
If there are and not too many of them, then set up an ambush and try to capture a group of them.
If there are too many Noldor to defeat, then just hold them back for a while and then run away - anyway, the Noldor dare not chase too far, this is already human territory.
This would at least buy time and ensure that Fruz returned with the spoils.
Leon's judgment of Fruz was correct. Someone with a nickname like "shameless" was indeed not easy to deal with.
It seems that we must quickly track down Fruz himself. If Fruz escapes to Singar... it will be really troublesome to rescue him in the enemy's home ground.
But the problem was that the Noldor could no longer pursue.
Except for Leon, the other lords would probably drool and attack in groups when they saw so many Noldor girls appear - the local specialty of Noldor girls has been more valuable than gold in the past three hundred years, and catching one can make a fortune!
The captured girl ranger must be rescued immediately. If it is too late, something unexpected might happen. What if she is sold...
Fortunately, a lot of horses were now available, and Li Ang quickly ordered his cavalry to gather the war horses.
Neither Wendatil nor Islandil chased too far. After killing most of the fleeing enemies, they returned to the vicinity of Shieldwind Fortress.
"Your Highness Islandil, I must fulfill my promise first. I will discuss how to cooperate with you when I return."
Islandil nodded to show his understanding. He couldn't be as unconstrained as Vendatil. As the head of the Aino family, he had too many things to consider, and he had to do everything slowly.
"Anson, go back and tell Amy to vacate the temporary prison and let those Bucks people do the hard labor. By the way, tell those Bucks people that if no one comes to redeem them, they will have to do hard labor for the rest of their lives!"
"Wendatiel, I will let Anson take your people back to White Hart Castle. I have a cornfield behind White Hart Castle, and I will mark the nearby forest as your activity area. We will also provide you with a large camp in the city - of course, don't mind if I tell you the truth, it's actually a temporary prison I just built a few days ago... You guys go and live there first, and if you have any needs, just tell Anson, and Anson will help you rebuild the camp. I will lead the team to rescue people - I will definitely keep my word."
The lord quickly explained the affairs, and Anson nodded beside him like a chicken pecking at rice.
"Sir Leon, if Lisa Dilan can follow you, then of course I can too - I am his teacher."
Wendatil shook his head and said that he wanted to go along and rescue people.
"Then you must promise to obey my orders."
Li Ang stared into Wendatil's eyes: "And first of all, you have to dress yourself up as a human, otherwise you will attract countless covetous eyes."
Leon didn't think Vendatil's personality would allow her to lurk in the shadows like Risadiran, but this kind of action did require her fighting ability.
Wendatil hesitated for a second, then nodded: "I promise to follow your instructions, Captain."
Of course, the lord wished that such a master fighter could always be in the team, but unfortunately, there was no prompt for her to join the team.
It seems that this master is only joining the group temporarily. She will not easily become someone else's subordinate - perhaps she will not be loyal to anyone.
Afterwards, Anson took most of the troops and two hundred young Noldor rangers from various tribes to clean up the battlefield and returned to White Hart Keep.
The lord, with about fifty cavalrymen - twenty of them were new recruits, and all the war horses left behind by the Singal riders, chased westward at full speed.