Chapter 44 44. The first kill of the cavalry
“Haha! The hillbilly has been tricked!”
The young man who called himself Willis laughed and stepped forward to cut off Lan En. head.
His smile no longer held the slightest trace of kindness, leaving only a wanton display of cruelty and excitement that couldn't wait to see blood.
No caution, no caution.
He really couldn't think of anything his opponent could do to hurt his capital.
The two crossbowmen hiding in the dark are still cavalry themselves. Is there any suspense about being alone?
Cavalry! The armies of the King of War!
In the age of cold weapons, no matter how strong the infantry was, they were rabbits under the talons of an eagle in front of the cavalry.
Modern people don’t have a deep understanding of this point, but people who have watched Spanish bullfighting programs may have some understanding.
The brightly dressed knights rode on braided horses.
They even dared to stand face to face with the enraged bull, and then started the horses at the moment when the bull charged and attacked, deliberately keeping only one step away, and playing with the bull.
A knight with good horse control skills can even greet the audience while drawing his javelin and stabbing it into the back of the bull.
A bull that cannot be knocked down by a dozen strong men becomes a target with the cooperation of one man and one horse!
The startup speed is not comparable, and the moving speed is not comparable. So what if I stand face to face with you?
For humans, this advantage is even more terrifying.
The opportunity for infantry to cause damage to cavalry is only the moment they get close, but there are opportunities for cavalry from the beginning to the end.
So Willis' wantonness and relaxation are natural to him.
This idea lasted until Lan En looked back.
A pair of amber cat eyes turned back from the man in the mud and looked at Willis.
The pupils of those cat eyes were almost shrunk to a slit!
Willis didn't know how to describe his feeling. If he had to say it, it was like a big predatory cat breathing in his chest, close to his heart.
The moment Willis began to charge, Lan En had already made his handprints.
The infantry cannot touch the cavalry. But the witcher has the seal!
"Alder."
Bang!
The air was squeezed by the sudden impetus, and Willis's horse's hoof was directly knocked out of the way at the moment it was about to hit the ground!
The entire weight of the horse's tread is completely borne by the incorrectly positioned hoof.
There was a "click", and the pale bones pierced the flesh from the horse's calf.
The horse let out a scream of pain and began to roll hundreds of kilograms of its body on the tidal flat.
When it stopped, the human knight who was caught in the roll could no longer feel his lower body.
Willis's lumbar vertebra was broken.
In fact, if this was not a tidal flat, but hard land, the others would have been gone.
Lan En had no expression on his face as he walked through the mud to the edge of the mass of flesh and bone.
"Wait, wait! Sir, this is a mistake. Bang!"
The fist was wrapped in a studded leather glove, and the punch hit Willis in the side of the face.
The originally decent young man tried to defend himself, but after this punch, half of his face was scratched off by the triangular iron nails on Lan En's gloves.
The severe pain prompted the body to secrete a large amount of pain-relieving hormones. This hormone did not last long, but it was enough to make Willis drowsy now.
After the punch, two crossbow arrows pierced the air again, but Lan En easily dodged them.
After being alert and no one can hinder his movement, these things can't hurt him at all.
One cavalryman and two crossbowmen. This was originally a more difficult battle than the siege of Bordon.
But Bordon didn't even have a way out at the time, so he had to fight hard.
Then he was killed.
And now Lan En takes advantage of Willis's carelessness and destroys him first. This battle goes from climax to end in just a blink of an eye.
Ordinary witchers have no ability to seize the moment when the horse's hoof hits the ground, and then release Alder that can knock the horse's hoof off.
The power of their Alder Seal is too scattered, and if it hits the cavalry, they may not even be able to make the horse pause.
This is the first kill that can only be accomplished by Lan En's observation and control powers blessed by Mentos.
The witcher took a deep look at the road in the distance, which was the starting point of the crossbow.
But he didn't have time to kill them all, because Bernie had already begun to bleed profusely.
Before Lan En and the two crossbowmen finish entangled at this distance of 100 meters, he may lose consciousness.
"Mentos, create the emergency skill [Ship Maneuvering], analyze Bernie's boat sailing movements from the memory, and then instill it directly into me."
Took Willis by the neck and pulled him from the The horses were extracted from their tangled flesh and thrown onto the ship. There was blood at the corners of Lan En's eyes, but he didn't even wipe it away. He raised his hand to help Bernie up and walked towards the boat.
Twist it left and right twice, and the third round of crossbow arrows missed the target.
After this round, the crossbowmen on the opposite side no longer dare to shoot arrows.
"This is going to be very uncomfortable, sir. We have been with Bernie for too long. It is estimated that the proficiency of [Ship Handling] skill should reach more than 70%!"
"Just do as you do."
I just went out in the morning, 20% of the proficiency was instilled. Even after a night of repairing, Lan En rubbed his head for a long time.
But now, faced with at least 70% proficiency instillation, he didn't even blink!
Mentos does not have the authority to stop its master, and it also knows that with Lan En’s will, it cannot be persuaded at this time.
It's just that the underlying logic dictates that it must make a reminder.
"Proficiency infusion begins."
Countless action analyzes flooded into his mind, forcing Lan En's brain cells to remember and understand.
The amount of information was too great, and the activity of his brain cells caused his forehead temperature to rise sharply to 39 degrees.
Without the physical endurance of the demon hunter, this could kill someone.
But Lan En only paused while helping Bernie to walk, and then took steps again.
Cold sweat was flowing, and the muscles on his face were so painful that they were twitching uncontrollably.
He felt like his brain was going to explode!
"Lan En, was I hit by an arrow?"
Everything happened so fast that Bernie didn't react in a daze until he fell to the ground because of the arrow.
He wanted to increase his strength, but the location where the arrow was hit was like opening a hole in the reservoir, and all his strength was gone.
"Shut up, Bernie. I'm saving your life, and I'm feeling very uncomfortable now. Stop talking nonsense!"
Double vision has appeared in Lan En's eyes, but Lan En His mouth was still mocking Bernie mercilessly.
"Ha, you can also curse. This is the second time I've been injured. Tsk. The demon hunter is really a disaster."
Bernie has never heard Lan En curse. In fact, Lan En has always behaved better than the nobles in Oriden.
The villagers even made up a dramatic life story for him.
Bernie's teasing cannot affect Lan En.
In pain, time passes very slowly.
Lan finally put Bernie on the boat. He held Bernie's hand and pressed it on his abdomen, gritting his teeth.
"Pressing hard can suppress bleeding. Whether you can survive depends on this."
Then he turned around and pushed the boat into the lake.
My head was a mess, and the boat was even spinning in place during the first two minutes at the helm.
But even if my head hurts like this, my skill proficiency will still not be faked.
Two minutes later, the boat was moving smoothly.
But this didn't put Lan En in a good mood.
Because his head still hurts, and Bernie's condition is not good.
This man looked like he was not afraid of anything at first, no matter what he said.
"I just said yesterday that I wanted to disappear for a while, and it won't work if I don't disappear today. I'm just a crow's mouth."
But then, as the blood loss became more and more serious, His body was getting colder and colder, and he was getting weaker and weaker.
The initial teasing was to comfort Lan En, his friends, and himself.
He has always been a man and doesn't want his friends to worry too much.
But now, inescapable fear struck him.
His hands and feet began to scratch and flap in the boat, just to give himself a little sense of existence.
He began to mutter the names of his family members in a slurred manner.
Lan En had no choice but to drag him to his side and let him hold the wound.
The other side stepped up their proficiency in [Ship Driving] and rushed back to Oriden as soon as possible.
The journey back was not far, and Lan En got familiar with it quickly. Twenty minutes after Bernie was hit by an arrow, the witcher returned to the village with his friends.
But his eyes with double vision were unable to pay attention at this time. The village pier was already crowded with people.
Mrs. Downer was holding a small cloth bag, and she was sitting in the middle of the crowd in a daze and powerlessness.
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(End of this chapter)