Chapter 105 Another Road
There was a cry like an ape, and a lycanthrope was shot from the air by a long arrow and fell into a puddle.
Water splashed everywhere, and blood dyed the puddle red.
The rest of the lycanthropes ran away still shouting.
Slowly retracting the long bow in his hand, Boillou sat on his horse. The turbid sunshine in the afternoon illuminated his forehead with fine beads of sweat.
Looking back, he looked at the mercenary infantry and militiamen who had been injured by the lycanthropes using spear throwers and floating stones, with a hint of disdain in their eyes.
As an Order Knight, in addition to the assessment in the arena, you must also master bow and arrow, swordsmanship and spearmanship as well as the application of corresponding extraordinary weapons.
Whether it is fighting on horseback or on foot, all related extraordinary martial arts must be mastered.
This is more than twenty years of training, and no one knows the blood and sweat involved.
But these mortal infantrymen want to rely on equipment and arrays to stop the charge of the Order Knights, and are even jealous of their status.
How ridiculous.
Why do you think your cluster formation can withstand my twenty years of hard training?
It would be great if he could be born a hundred years ago. At that time, even the citizens of Al in Maple City had to lower their proud heads in front of the knights.
These mortals, instead of staying in the fields and farming for extraordinary beings like them, actually want to be workers, citizens, or even city nobles or city councilors.
As a result, his family's real estate income was greatly reduced, forcing him to practice hard in combat and lick blood from his sword.
In this way, those merchants and free cities are still raising labor wages, attracting more public farmers to flee the land.
If he wanted to say it, all the citizens should be slaughtered and the Free City should be razed to the ground. It would be best for everyone to go back to two hundred years ago.
There may be some slight pain during the period, but shock therapy is the best treatment.
"Sir, the results are calculated. Our mountain infantry has a total of thirty-two casualties and missing persons, and there are currently 315 left."
"Uncle, our Bai Feng mercenaries have suffered casualties. Seventeen people, 770 people left, militiamen fifty casualties..."
"How many times have I told you, when on the battlefield, you must call the company captain!" Boolo directly interrupted Berart's speech.
He asked this little nephew to lead the infantry to catch short hairs in order to show his face in front of His Royal Highness.
I wanted to give His Highness the Prince a hard time, but I didn’t expect that a big lump appeared as soon as Berard took off his pants.
1,500 soldiers made 1,200 farmers run away. Who would dare to believe it?
In their hometown, there would be dozens of soldiers chasing and killing thousands of mobs.
More importantly, because of this, he was forced to evacuate from the wealthy Xiaochi City to pursue this useless short-haired guy.
Catch them and gain nothing but fame.
"Ahem, Lord Boolo." Cleonte whispered from the side.
“What’s wrong?”
Although Cleonte and Berard had conflicts, Boillou did not make things difficult for him.
The nobles are all fine people, and they are very familiar with this kind of worldly manners.
For a small person like Cleonte, if he was punished, he would have the impression that he was bullying the small ones, not to mention that there was Archbishop Barneyforth behind Cleonte.
If you have the opportunity, you can stumble. If you don't have the opportunity, you will pass.
But this attitude of treating everyone equally made Cleonte a little frightened.
"I just checked the ruins of their camp. They are about 40 to 60 miles away from us. Our next step..."
"The next step is to continue the pursuit." Boolo waved his hand impatiently. "All the militiamen and wounded soldiers will be left behind. Only three days of baggage will be left. Those who can breathe can follow me forward."
Under the command of Boillou, three hundred extraordinary knights abandoned a thousand ordinary infantrymen and took the remaining 600 elite infantrymen to launch a pursuit on the long road that Horn had walked.
At this moment, in the camp of the Papal States.
Horn sat in front of the imperial meeting table, closing his eyes and concentrating.
“I saw 300 knights and an infantry queue longer than ours, just where we camped yesterday.”
Dia's words still seemed to echo in Horn's ears.
Those knights, those high knights, they are here again.
Horn had never even seen them, not even once. But they still persisted in wanting the lives of Horn and the villagers.
You really can’t open the champagne randomly. Just after it was opened, the knights caught up.
Horn knew that he was lying to himself. No matter whether he drove or not, they would catch up.
It just so happened that at this time, there were still a lot of sick people lying in the camp.
With only ten days to go, they have completed half of their long journey, leaving only the last tremor.
As long as you can get there, as long as you can get to Castle Joan of Arc.
Madeleine can open his bakery, Frick can continue to sing his heroic epic, Grampvin and Dia can hold a grand wedding, and Chilvis can also Continue to sell his fake wine.
I can leave calmly, bid farewell to this ridiculous past, and entrust these refugees to the Duke of Kush in Castle Joan of Arc.
With Sissi's recommendation, the protection of the two witches, and his own powerful magic power, it is basically a certainty that he will be protected by the Secret Party.
As for what happens next, we will make decisions based on the situation and current trends.
No matter what, the sea is vast enough for fish to leap, and the sky is high enough for birds to fly.
Fantasy time will pass.
Returning to reality, Madeleine and Frick were still lying in bed with a fever, Grandven was wiping his wife's tears distressedly, and Chilvis was lying on the table with a sad face.
As for me, I am sitting upright, like a clay statue.
Behind Horn, at most a day's journey away, the command company and more than a thousand soldiers were about to come.
Escape?
The road is so narrow, and there is an uninhabited swamp in front of it. Where to escape?
Fight back?
Look at these sick people, and then think about the combat power of the order knights, how to fight back?
“Bang.”
Subconsciously, Horn punched the table: “Damn it, how did the Papal State get to this point!”
"Maybe we can go back. As long as we walk faster and hide in the lycanthrope kingdom, we might be able to save him." Sissi suggested.
"What should we do if we happen to encounter the Order Company as we walk back?" Chilvis leaned on the table dejectedly. "You don't know how fast they are. Our five-day journey was completed in two days by them. We There are even sick people
Even if we don’t meet head-on, the paths over the puddles can only accommodate one person at most. We people are queuing up, and before we finish walking, others should catch up. .”
The camp suddenly fell into silence.
"Can we walk to the swamp area quickly? There is a swamp in front of us. Aren't they riding horses? Maybe they won't be able to catch up." Busak thought of a way.
Jeshka thought for a moment and then poured cold water: "No, the swamp is more dangerous, and the long road leads directly to the swamp. While we are guarding against monsters, we have to march at a slower speed."
The entire camp fell into a long silence again.
"Perhaps, I have a way." Crouching next to Horn, Carrie stuck her head out from the corner of the table.
Horn forced a smile and patted Carrie's little head: "Don't make trouble, I have a little wind-up frog here, here you go, go play aside."
< br>Taking the little frog, Carrie puffed up her mouth: "I really have a way. I want to pass through the uninhabited swamp area, and there is more than one way. I know that another dirt road can also reach the Wild Spider Forest, but it is a little dangerous.< br>
That path is very hidden. As long as it is well disguised, those bad knights will definitely not be able to find it. ”
Sissi asked in surprise: "How did you know?"
Horn stretched out his hand to scratch Carrie's chin, and Carrie narrowed her eyes comfortably: "I just knew it. I didn't even know it before." I know, but I knew it when I got here."
"Have you recovered your memory?"
"Well... I have to encounter something familiar before I can think about it. Get up, maybe I can remember more by walking on that path."
"Then take a boy soldier to confirm whether the road is still there, and go on horseback."
Horn stood up immediately: "Instead of discussing here, let's take action first and let all the patients who can walk go, and load the rest into cars. The sooner we set off, the safer it will be."
"Then I gave it. Map, what reward do I have?" Carrie rushed to hug Horn and asked.
"What reward do you want?"
"I want a kiss."
Looking back at Jeanna's livid face, Horn squeezed helplessly He pinched Carrie's cheek and said, "Okay."
ps sneak attack!
(End of this chapter)