"Quick! Set the spears! Form ranks!"
The hillock was a chaotic mess. A mercenary caravan leader shouted at the top of his lungs, directing more than a dozen caravan guards and mercenary swordsmen, along with Zhang Yang and the others, to fend off the enemy.
At a time like this, there was not even a chance to introduce themselves or get used to one another, because in the face of death, all that was superfluous.
Veteran Robert had only been knocked unconscious moments ago. After waking up, he joined the command as well.
As for Zhang Yang, he still chose to act covertly. Two Heavy Javelins and five Ancient Empire Javelins were his weapons. Naturally, he had not forgotten to upgrade Bob either. The experience gained from killing the Giant Strength Warrior had amounted to a full 540 points.
Considering that Bob already had 18 points of Strength, Zhang Yang added Intelligence to him this time, obtaining two skill points and pouring them all into Power Strike.
Thus, Bob now had 18 points of Strength, level-six Iron Bones, and level-five Power Strike. The damage he could deal would be terrifying. He would no longer need five or six blows with his great hammer to kill a Giant Strength Warrior, as he had earlier.
The battle had already begun. Five Heretic Crossbowmen fired barrages at the hillock without the slightest restraint, and in the blink of an eye, they wounded a new recruit on Zhang Yang's side named Tem. The fellow let out a donkey-like scream, frightening even more of the recruits. Zhang Yang had no choice but to kick him unconscious.
"Counterattack! Kalli, Anderson!"
Zhang Yang shouted loudly. On the caravan's side, two mercenary crossbowmen also nervously cocked their weapons and fired. As arrows flew back and forth between both