You decide to fight. You will win. Or you will die.

You think that you have received several wounds that will prevent you from escaping from your enemy. Therefore, you need to win here and now. Win on your own. Win at any cost. Or die.

You roll on the ground so that you are on the side of your opponent. Thus, you dodge the blow of a wooden club. The club hits where your body lay just a second ago.

Then you suddenly rise to your feet, wincing at the pain in your legs. The enemy turns in your direction. He swings his wooden club to give you the finishing blow.

You quickly rush towards the enemy. You quickly close the distance so that the opponent's wide swing of the club becomes useless.

The enemy clearly did not expect such speed and courage from you.

Therefore, you manage to get close to the enemy and punch him in the face. You are lucky that this half-orc criminal is not wearing a helmet with a visor on his head. Otherwise, after such a strong blow, your hand would be broken.

However, in this case, completely different objects were broken. Your opponent's teeth and probably his jaw. Your enemy was stunned and took a step back.

He swung his wooden club, but he aimed poorly and missed your body at all.

You took advantage of your opponent's delay. You rushed towards your enemy and you made a quick move to drive your knee into his stomach.

However, he took a step back and he dodged your strike.

Your opponent has probably realized that his big club is an ineffective weapon if the fight takes place at extremely close range.

So this half-orc outlaw threw away his wooden club. He rushed at you and he knocked you to the ground.

He began to try to strangle you with his strong, muscular arms. His fingers closed around your throat. It has become more difficult for you to breathe. Of course, the chainmail had so far prevented the possibility of that rabid half-orc outlaw breaking your neck. However, you realized that if you now lose consciousness due to lack of air, it will mean that you will die. After all, having strangled you to the point of unconsciousness, this shit-eater will get up, take his club and beat you with this club on your skull. He will hit your skull with a wooden club until your skull is one continuous bloody mess. Your skull will look like a ripe watermelon that accidentally fell from the height of a two-story house onto a stone pavement.

Such sad thoughts prompted you to act quickly.

With one hand you poked the half-orc fucker in the face. You made this movement in such a way that your fingers poked right into one of his eyes.

Your opponent clearly didn't like this. He let out a roar. His grip on your neck loosened a little.

Then, you noticed something useful in your peripheral vision. Not far from you on the ground lay one of those throwing knives with which they tried to kill you.

You quickly reached for that knife with your other hand. You grabbed this knife and you launched a series of rapid knife strikes in the direction of your enemy.

One hit with a knife. A piece of your opponent's ear falls right on top of you.

Second stab. You have cut right through your enemy's cheek.

Third blow with a knife. You have pierced your enemy's temple. The knife went deep into the skull of the half-orc criminal.

You feel that the enemy's hands are no longer strangling you.

Your enemy's body falls to the side.

You're standing up. You feel pain from cut and puncture wounds. You feel pain from bruises.

So you win. Of the four who attacked you: one ran away, two are dead, one is lying on the ground ****.

You tie the legs and arms of the criminal you stunned with the shaft of your halberd with rope. You drag his body along the ground like a sack of potatoes.

You reach the city guard barracks. You hand over the body of the criminal to the guards. And you go to the infirmary. The physician treats your wounds. You are going to sleep.