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[SeriousConcentrate]

Chris crouched in the back of the cart and drew his crossbow.

"These guys just don't give up, do they?"

"Gregor, think it's a good idea to shoot their horses down?"

[Gamerboy4life]

"I suppose you could say that." She scanned the cavalry troop, quickly becoming worried, turning to Salvatore.


"With that many, they could easily split up and flank the wagon from another path. Even if they don't, I think Anja would be hard-pressed to outrun them with a fully-loaded wagon. She looked around, searching for nearby mountainous or valley areas. She also tried to gauge how far away that village with the chicken coop was.

[Haspen]

None of those areas were available. Most of the topography around included single hills or vast patches of snow-covered lowlands.

And the closest village was in the other direction they were fleeing now.

A fireball struck the ground just few metres behind the speeding wagon, seems like there are mage knights in the pursuit unit.

[SeriousConcentrate]

"Never mind, then. They shot first."

Chris went to a prone position to help aim, then sighted down his crossbow to the head of the horse in the lead. After a moment to make sure his aim was steady, he shot.

[Haspen]

One of the horses neighed in despair and tumbled onto the road, knocking it's rider off, and several few others tumbled over as well. But the pursuit group didn't stop.

Anja turned with the horses to the left to keep on the road, but the wagon almost fell onto one side as the ice under the snow made it slide dangerously for a moment.

And then a crossbow bolt struck the planks just in front of Chris.

[Powder Miner]

Alexander stood in the wagon's opening (as well as he could while still giving Chris a small amount of aiming room, anyway), shield up.
:"I'm going to protect us from the archers. If they go for a side of the wagon, tell me... and that was a mage. Goooddammit."

[SeriousConcentrate]

Chris pulled the bolt out of the wood and loaded it, then fired at another horse.

"Thanks for the cover Alex."

[Powder Miner]

:"No problem."

[Gamerboy4life]

"Sal, any ideas? We need to find a way to slow them down."

[CrimsonEon]

Olison remained at the wagon's flanks every step of the way, his throwing axe in one hand and his loyal horse's reins in the other. He would continually gauge his speed, trying to get just close enough to get a good throw in.
: "Hey! Over here! Come on! Think you can hit me?!" The paladin shouted backwards with vitriol, attempting to draw (literal) fire away from the wagon.

[Culise]

"Why are they still pursuing?  Are they that desperate to see us dead?"  Please, pardon me a moment, Alexander."

Raquel moved forward on the opposite side of Alexander from Chris, trying to get a clear view of the enemy soldiers.  At this distance, though, trying to actually hit anything with her spells would be next to impossible.  Raising her old, trusty Thunder tome, she murmured the necessary incantations to start lobbing wide orbs of electricity out from the back of the wagon.  Aiming more for area more than injury, she directed the bolts down in front of the oncoming horses, trying to spook them and distract the riders from their attacks. 

[Xanmyral]

"'Ey're not much o' ones ta give up." The wyvern rider called, watching the cavalry force chase the wagon.

"Oi think Oi got ah bit o' somethin' cookin'... Tell me if'in yah see ah good rock 'er tree. 'Ey can' much chase if'in 'eir way be blocked, now can 'ey?" Sal looked around for any trees or large rocks that looked manageable. "Alroight Ormm, toime we did some 'eavy liftin' Oi think." The wyvern flexed its claws in response.

[Haspen]

The balls of lighting struck in the road, knocking off few horses and making holes in the trampled snow, but it was barely effective.

The wyvern knight couldn't find anything appropriate for the job before he noticed a pile of wide tree logs stockpiled on the side. Some industrious lumberjack must've placed them here for later. Some of these were as long as Ormm, from head to tail. He had to act quickly though, as the wagon was mere seconds away from the pile, and so was the pursuing party.

[Xanmyral]

Doesn't look like there's time to set up a roadblock, but the wyvern knight has another idea... Salvatore nudged Ormm to dive, and the pair swooped towards the logs. The wyvern dug into the logs as it tried to wretch one of the largest from the pile, claws digging into the wood. "Come on Ormm, I know you can do it! Just a bit more!"

If Ormm can manage it and get into the air, he'll survey the lay of the land, looking for when they hit a low land and generally level area. "Alroight, one shot at this..." With a harsh turn towards the pursuers, Salvatore and his wyvern swooped down once more and the wyvern released the log to hopefully roll towards them with their momentum behind it. They both hurried to return to the wagon's side, not even taking time to see the hopeful carnage generated by that.

[Haspen]

The wyvern knight found a perfect, flat part of the road and released the log down onto the swarm of pursuers...

***KZZZZZZZZZZTT***

"...the log smashed into the first line of the pursuit group, and the pursuers ended in a huge pile of horses and men. That's how our venerable ancestor first developed tactical wyvern bombardment, still used in our army." The kids that were sitting around the elderly general all let a loud 'ooooh' of awe and admiration.

"Grandpa, grandpa!" One of the younger boys suddenly raised his hand.

"Yes, Londo?"

"Tell us how he developed strategical wyvern bombardment for Lord Yung!"

"Yeah!" One of the girls agreed. "And then, and then, how he rescued that young maiden who then was his wife!" The elderly man laughed at the kids and then rubbed his chin.

"Hah, you little urchins... well, I guess you don't have to go to sleep yet... allright, it all begun when..."

***KZZZZZZZZZZTT***

...the log smashed into the first line of the pursuit group, and the pursuers ended in a huge pile of horribly mangled/crushed/smashed corpses. The snowy cloud have risen and the neighing and screams was clearly heard, but it was obvious that the pursuers were stopped once and for all.