The explosions produced by each arrow were small. For reference that specific arrow was shot directly towards Boustesh's body, then he would only suffer from some burns and cough a bit of blood and if they were to hit indirectly?
Then the damage would be minimal, but that is only for Boustesh, any one below his level would be gravely injured.
And among them only Gill, Verrith were equal or surpassed him in the physical aspect.
Now image hundred of those arrows raining down, now while they were shot somewhat randomly and probably couldn't directly hit a person but they would still damage Will's comrades and maybe even make them panic making them unable to get all their armour and weapons out maybe for a minute or two but what if they were also being ambushed at the same time too?
The soldiers who were trying to gather their weapons would be taken aback and overwhelmed, isolating most of them not allowing them to gather properly.
This was the same problem that Will was facing now, as he heard numerous footsteps approaching them from all directions.
"F**k me!" He muttered wondering why his luck was so terrible as he drew his gun and pointed it towards the dark woods.
*bang* *bang* *bang* *bang* *bang*
Five shots were quickly fired with most of them missing and 2 of them hitting the person in the front. From the small flash provided by his gun, he could vaguely see 3-5 people approaching him from the front but that wasn't his only concern as he could still hear more footsteps from around him.
Will grunted as he opened the cylinder and let out all the empty shells and put in bullets rapidly opening fire again in front of him.
This time he shot 6 instead of 5 bullets and out of those 6, 4 hit a shot, but unfortunately they all missed the vitals causing Will to reload with an annoyed expression.
He knew that shooting in the dark was a bad idea, but he had no other choice.
As he reloaded he turned back to see a small group of men covered in black Charging towards him to which he replied with a volley of shots shooting the shoulder and knee of the man before finally landing a shot in the head which made the first man fall.
He quickly ducked his head as an arrow grazed his hair, he then kicked another man approaching him with a sword nearly avoiding the strike that almost took his head as he showered the remaining 3 bullets in the man's chest.
As he stood in an awkward position a spear began to come behind the man he just shot as another ambusher attacked him with a spear. Seeing this, Will held the spear by the wooden part but it still managed to slightly pierce his shoulder.
He gritted his teeth and broke the wooden part clean in two and grabbed the wood part that he was holding, bringing the spear man closer as he used his dagger to stab the man's head.
As he did this, he could feel more people approaching and as he turned around he was startled by an arrow shot making him move in awkward manner almost spraining his ankle as he managed to dodge most arrows but a shot managed to hit him in his chest almost piercing his lungs.
'Thank the lord for my study body' he said as he began to grow tired.
As the ambushers approached Will rapidly, They were quickly stopped by the sudden appearance of Drenew who clashed with the first ambusher quickly overpowering him and knocking his sword away with a single strike quickly killing him and kicking his body towards the rest.
'The are using a crossbow?' Drenew thought as he joined the battle.
Crossbows take a long time to reload so unless you had a lot of cover it wasn't a good idea yet they were using it.
'I guess they are easier to pick up than bows and they are fine to use in an open field, if you only plan on shooting once.' Drenew thought reaching a conclusion from observing the people who shot Will throwing their crossbows and charging towards them.
Kicking, punching, stabbing, slashing and throwing, these were all things Drenew was familiar with but even he was struggling to do those due to the sheer numbers.
And as Drenew wondered if he would die today, a bang came and the person in front of him dropped dead, blood dripping out from his head.
He turned around to see Will who had managed to reload.
"Where are the others?" Will asked, aiming his gun and firing.
"They'll join us soon, they just woke up, I only came early because William managed to wake me up earlier." He muttered as he threw a blade at another man wielding a crossbow, picking up the spear of one of the deceased ambushers from the ground to use in place of his sword.
'Annoying' he thought with an irritated face, 'from what I see they divided into 3 groups, the first group are the front who fight with swords and spears, the second is the middlemen who use crossbows to fire 1 or 2 shots before joining the front and the back who only attack from a distance.'
"I don't think we can hold on for that long. What about Boustesh he was with you wasn't he? Why is he not here? Didn't William wake him up." Will asked as he pulled the arrows from his body, the blood dripping slowly from them.
"You think you're the only one being attacked, another attack also came from the other side, he decided to help them out, I only came here because he opened up a path for me."
"Well f**k me!" He said another arrow grazing his hair.
"Don't complai-" Drenew was interrupted as an arrow managed to hit his face hitting right next to his nose making him tumble before he managed to block the attack done by a another ambusher
The arrow had thankfully not managed to reach his brain but his cheek bone was definitely broken causing him immense pain.
"F**k!" He screamed as he kicked another fellow.
As the ambushes began to dwindle, out of the corner of Drenew's eyes he could see a much faster opponent holding two blades who seemed to be a woman approaching him at a fast face, as he saw her he quickly picked up the weapons on the ground and hurled it towards her direction.
She or rather Biny managed to doge them and when Drenew swinged his weapon down it was bounced back from the impact and one of his arms were immediately severed, he gritted his teeth and pushing his leg he stood on his toes and pushed forward with his other leg aiming it towards Biny, performing a front kick which barely managed to push Biny away.
Drenew began to take long breaths due to exhaustion, blood began to come from his body, especially more from his recently severed arms.
He looked at the severed right arm holding the weapon on the ground and as Biny charged he took the weapon from his severed right hand with his other arm and slammed it down, making Biny use both her weapons to block it.
Unfortunately for Drenew, his exhaustion and lack of another arm didn't give him enough strength as Biny easily threw the weapon from His hands almost knocking him back, she quickly turned her blade swinging the weapon in her right hand aiming to kill when suddenly a bullet landed in her arm pushing it back and injuring it.
"MOVE!" Will screamed, "I can't shoot her properly due to your body!"
"I—I….I" Drenew tried to speak but quickly fell down in the ground due to the blood loss and exhaustion.
Will was beginning to lose sight of a shot due to the constant enemy's attack, he was being cut bit by bit by each ambusher slowly whittling him down.
Seeing this Biny, took out a small dagger and while gritting her teeth took out the bullet lodged in her right wrist, almost screaming in pain.
She then kneeled down and tore a piece of clothing from her fellow fallen ambusher's clothes and used it to wrap her arm.
'I don't think I can use this arm properly for a bit' Biny thought, planning on using only one sword for a bit.
As she picked her blade using her left hand, she looked towards the now fallen Drenew and as she did an axe flew in the way of her and Drenew.
She looked at the direction of where the weapon was thrown and saw Boutseh rushing to her like an enraged bull.
Seeing this Biny began to retreat but it was too late, Boustesh swung his axe down which Biny managed to redirect away from her by clashing her blades with it and stepping back simultaneously.
Boustesh picked the axe he had thrown and now with 2 axes in his hand, he began to rush Biny down.
Biny seeing the fury of slashes, each enough to cut her clean in two, began to sweat a bit.
When Boustesh took a step and swung his weapon, Biny would take a step back and clash her swords then another step back as she didn't have enough power to redirect the blows by stepping forward or standing still.
With this method of partial blocking and dodging Biny began to almost seemingly run backwards as Boustesh followed closely.
She turned and turned slowing down Boustesh temporarily when he too turned to face allowing Biny to make up for the two steps she had to take while he only took one allowing her to match his pace.
But she was still getting overwhelmed.
Her arms were shaking and becoming slower with each clash and her legs being shorter than his legs would make it so that occasionally she had to take 3 steps where he took one.
In a battle like this where you fight and retreat at the same time, a single step is a major problem.
Just like how in a race a runner who would take two steps at the same time their opponent takes one would dominate the race, maybe even breaking the world records in a professional race. How many more steps you could take than your opponent mattered in this fight especially for Biny. who was trying to fall back.
The sound of another fierce clash went as Biny with her arms trembling backed up again with Boustesh following pursuit.
'I'm actually gonna die at this rate, what the f**k are those guys still doing!?' She thought frowning.
As another clash occurred her arm couldn't take it and the weapon flew off her hands.
'F**k' She thought as she put even more force on her leg to back up.
Seeing this Boustesh also picked up the pace dashing forward.
As she thought this would be her end she heard a voice, "Hey, Biny I know you are not gonna thank me for this but I'm here for any support-"
As Robert walked into the battle field after recently removing the cast on his neck and instead wore bandages on his head, he was calm expecting the battle to be mostly over, so he walked with closed eyes and a calm breathing but unfortunately for him he got in within Biny's grasp as she yanked him in front of her blocking Boustesh's axe with his shoulder.
"Ahhh!" Robert screamed in pain as the axe cut into his shoulder, almost chopping his whole arms off.
Boustesh seeing this act was taken back and confused at Biny's action making an odd face allowing Biny to land a hit and kick directly to his face pushing him back.
"You little shit! Why'd you do that!" Robert screamed holding his injury.
"It was either me getting chopped in half or you getting a small in your shoulder and I simply chose the one which was more logically sound."
"Sound my ass! I could have died!" Robert said, rolling in the ground from the pain.
"Oh shut up will you!? If you could die so easily I would have already killed you long ago!"
"Still rude!" Robert said, almost screaming in pain as he pushed the huge gap in his shoulder close with his arm, blood flowing and soaking the now torn clothes at the source of the wound.
"Cale will patch ya up soon, so just hold on for a bit." As she said that she picked up the weapon from the ground and as she looked up she saw Boustesh getting ready to charge at her.
"I think you'll wanna protect your teammates first." Biny said, trying to stop her trembling arms.
Thankfully for her Boustesh seemingly didn't notice her fear and tired arms and as he turned around to see Will now badly battered up and a couple arrows sticking in him while he was protecting Drenew.
"Shit!" He muttered as he rushed towards them at an incredible speed.
'Thank god he didn't think he could defeat me before they would die. Otherwise he would have definitely finished me off and went towards them after.' Biny thought, now falling on the ground.
"Anyways, Robert, when will the Greenet come? Wasn't he supposed to join us soon?" Biny asked, exhausted from the short clash she had with Boustesh.
"…." Robert stayed quite.
"Robert?" Biny called out to him again, confused at the silence.
"He's out cold." Cale said, appearing from the forest.
"Really?" Biny said, now standing up with some difficulty.
"Yeah and to answer your question, Greenet is currently in a fight with Verrith." Cale said as he kneeled down and began to stitch Robert's wounds.
"Also by the way, our guys fighting those veterans in front you will die pretty soon so I advise you either bolt with me or join them." Cale said pointing towards Will, Drenew and Boustesh who were fighting fiercely…well… with the exception of Drenew who was out cold.
"Ahh, F**k me" Biny said, her body was completely stiff, "Man, why can't they just be more skilled!? Those fools truly are meant to die."
"Well come on, have some remorse, they are our companions aren't they." Cale said half heartedly as he focuses on the injury of Robert.
"I don't really care, they are just random fodders 'that guy' brought, they ain't anyone I know too personally and they also aren't from our group are they?"
"I mean Robert's from our group and yet you don't treat him well so I don't think you are being quite honest." Cale said letting out a sigh as he realised how bad the injury Robert faced was.
"Are you really asking me that?" Biny asked in an irritated tone as she picked up her sword.
"I guess he was a little psychotic as a kid and ruined your childhood but he has changed now hasn't he? I thought you would have moved on by now."
"Maybe I would if he was more apologetic but he's just become more irritating now instead." Biny said as she looked at Cale.
"Well I'm off to fight, Tell some of the people for support here will you? Or else everyone on this side will die."
"Alright"
Hearing that response Biny charged towards Boustesh who was fighting the other ambushers.
"What a drag." Cale said, now putting Robert's body on his shoulder and moving.