Chapter 356: The church forces attempted to retreat, but the scouts drove the enemy back and cut off

Around midnight, the quiet night enveloped the earth, and hundreds of rafts slowly and silently sailed towards the other side of the river.

Each raft carried an average of ten soldiers and two boxes of supplies, and the withdrawal was carried out in this secretive and silent manner.

On this side, there are still 20,000 troops standing by to escort the church armed forces across the river one by one and completely leave this place that they hate so much.

The scouts led by Jean Tocque were carefully lying in ambush in the dense bushes. They held their breath and watched the flickering torches in the distance. Although the flames of battle had already ignited in their hearts, they remained silent for the moment and waited for the best opportunity.

Beneath the seemingly calm river surface, fifty assassins among the mercenaries who are excellent swimmers are sneaking silently under the water, swimming silently towards the bottom of the bamboo rafts.

The fighting spirit was channeled into the weapons in his hands, and he quickly and decisively cut the ropes that bound the logs. Within a few minutes, the rafts disintegrated one after another. The heavy infantrymen were wearing heavy steel armor, and at the moment the rafts disintegrated, they sank directly to the cold river bottom.

The heavy infantry were not unaware that there was something strange under the raft, but they had no way to deal with the situation. They tried to stab underwater with weapons and shoot crossbows into the gaps, but none of this could stop someone underwater from cutting the rope.

The heavy infantry could only anxiously warn the people on the shore and report the situation. The people on the shore immediately felt that the situation was not good and cursed that "these devils fought without following the rules."

They could only watch helplessly as the first batch of heavy infantry met their doom, while the rafts they had worked so hard to build were constantly being destroyed.

Even if those heavy infantrymen took off their armor, it would be of no avail because most of them could not swim. At this moment, they were left with only endless despair.

Among the first group of people who set out, only more than 300 rafts successfully reached the shore, and a group of comrades were lost. The remaining rafts never dared to cross the river to transport troops again.

Therefore, these more than 20,000 church armed forces had to return to their respective estates with great frustration and unwillingness.

Just as they were returning, there was a sudden sharp sound of breaking through the air in the darkness, and the powerful arrowhead shot towards them like a deadly ghost.

The retreating party was constantly harassed by the enemy's cold arrows in the dark night, causing great chaos and heavy losses. This was not a brilliant strategy, but basic common sense on the battlefield. In this situation, even if the knights were angry, they did not dare to rush forward.

After all, the unknown risks in the dark are too great, and blind action is likely to bring even more serious consequences.

Jean Tocque stared straight ahead, and with his years of combat experience, he was able to identify the heavy cavalry or paladins from their vague shapes.

Without hesitation, he took out an armor-piercing cone, drew his bow and arrow, and injected his own fighting spirit into it. With the powerful force of the recurve bow, the arrow whizzed out like a meteor.

The arrow was unstoppable, like a dazzling ray of light, instantly hitting a paladin. The powerful fighting spirit produced an explosive effect under the action of external force, and the paladin was knocked out. The hard armor-piercing cone, with the blessing of the gold element, easily pierced through the armor on his body and broke out of his body.

Since the senior hunter's fighting spirit was more powerful than Kashin's and more concentrated, the armor-piercing cone continued to have momentum after penetrating the first knight, and actually hit another knight behind him, achieving the amazing effect of killing two birds with one stone in such a dense crowd.

Anyway, Jean Tocque was heartbroken. It was the first time he used the magic metal arrow worth four hundred imperial gold coins. It was a special arrow carefully designed for him by the old man. With just one move, the four hundred gold coins disappeared in an instant.

However, the church armed forces sacrificed a paladin and a heavy cavalryman was injured in the left arm. Judging from the results of the battle, it was definitely worth it.

The recurve bows of other scouts also played a great role in this battle. In an instant, hundreds of people were injured. They flexibly hid in the bushes, adopted a flexible combat method, and slowly followed and attacked. The enemy camp was filled with wailing.

The enemy's sharpshooters tried to match their archery skills, but their bows were far inferior to the scouts' range.

Moreover, their crowd was dense, and the scouts had a high chance of hitting the target as long as they shot based on their feelings. Therefore, in this contest, the church armed forces suffered a great loss.

Just like in a previous border conflict, one side relied on sophisticated weapons and excellent tactics to defeat the enemy with fewer troops and inflicted heavy casualties on the enemy.

At this moment, these scouts were using their own advantages to deal a huge blow to the church's armed forces.

There were more than seventy high-level hunters from the mercenaries, and they were killing happily in this battle. Although the hard bows in their hands were not as advanced as those of the scouts, their overall performance was also very good.

Like cheetahs, they accurately capture prey in the dark and never miss any opportunity to deal a fatal blow to the enemy.

The church's armed forces continued to fall down, and the scene was horrible. In a short period of time, more than a thousand people were killed or wounded, and a large number of wounded were lying on the ground groaning in pain. This sharpshooting in the field made the church's armed forces suffer terribly, and they were so angry that they kept cursing.

Jean Tocque shouted excitedly: "Haha, well done! The enemy has suffered heavy casualties. You should stay hidden and keep changing positions. Don't get too close. Just shoot at the crowd!"

"Haha, don't worry, Supervisor. They are retreating in a dense manner, like living targets." The team members responded, their voices full of excitement and confidence.

While encouraging his team members to fight bravely, Jean Tocque, with his rich experience from many years of fighting, suddenly felt something was wrong and shouted, "No kidding, hide! The enemy's sharpshooters are coming, lie down and don't move, I'm going to take care of them!"

After saying that, he ran out like a ghost. With his speed, no one could aim at him in the jungle at night. He was really like an agile cheetah, and in the blink of an eye he had already reached the enemy's sharpshooter. When the opponent shot an arrow, Tok instantly hid behind the tree.

Then, he leaped in front of the opponent and swung the dagger in his hand swiftly, leaving a deep cut in the opponent's throat, and blood gushed out.

Then, he rolled over to avoid two more arrowheads, and then charged forward based on his instincts. Before the archers could react, Jean Tocque pounced on them like a cheetah hunting for prey and killed them.

During this process, he was not afraid of arrows at all. Although there were dangers everywhere, he was able to dodge them skillfully every time. In this way, he quickly dealt with the five sharpshooters.

Jean Tocque used bird language to inform his team, and they marched secretly again and followed to continue shooting.

Jean Tok ran all the way and finally caught up with the large group in front. He came to a comrade-in-arms panting and took his recurve bow from him. Holding it in his hand again, a familiar feeling came over him.

Jeantok quickly put the heavy quiver on his back, then turned around without hesitation and plunged into the exciting battle again.