Chapter 170 169. Anxious to Die
There were no cries of birds or animals in the woods, but instead the subtle friction of armor and steel could be heard.
It is already nightfall, and all serious caravans, lords and their guards should rest in the hotel at this time.
The King's Road is a very simple road. As long as you walk it a few times, people on the road can basically make a suitable plan to find a warm and comfortable hotel at night.
Then the identity of the person waiting here at this time is self-evident.
When Eddard Stark heard Lan En's whispered explanation, his tired eyes widened slightly, and his prim and serious face seemed to want to turn his head to look at the young man for a moment to see if he was serious.
But Ed was someone who had led troops in wars, so he immediately restrained his impulse.
Calmly, he passed over the five soldiers behind him. The group of people seemed to be about to turn around and go back without any abnormality.
But when Ed had reached the other end of the line, he shouted without warning!
"Evacuate! Full speed!"
Immediately, the originally gentle horse's hooves took off, splashing mud spots and clods of soil.
“Don’t be stunned, go quickly!”
Lan En is now at the end of the team, urging the five dumbfounded warriors. They immediately woke up, kicked off their horses' hooves, and ran towards the camp.
Lan En's temporary response was indeed useful. It was not until the horses of the five soldiers had picked up speed that a continuous "squeaking" sound came from the woods ahead.
In this moment, the group of people had moved at least fifteen meters away. Moreover, one's own war horse also accelerated faster than the opponent.
In the woods, a violent roar as thick as a brown bear: "Fire arrows! Fool! Fire arrows for me! Leave Eddard Stark behind!"
Lan En had heard that voice at the tourney. , just as Ed guessed, the one who blocked him was [The Mountain] Gregor Clegane!
He is a well-trained knight and knows that the time difference is enough to prevent his horse from catching up with the opponent. So he simply started shooting arrows.
When Lan En heard the word "shoot an arrow", he immediately released the [Quen's Seal] from his hand.
The dim golden magic shield is like the reflection of a torch in the night, and is not noticeable.
Scattered arrows pierced the air and enveloped the group of people galloping on horseback.
The main target is focused on Ed, who is in the lead, while the other part is aimed at the back of Lan En, who is at the end.
Lan En's magic power has long surpassed that of his former teacher. Bordon's [Quen's Seal] can only hold up in front of the arrow.
But Lan En has deflected all three or four arrows now, and his [Quen's Seal] still has remaining power and is not broken.
The witcher's eyes narrowed slightly, assessing the current situation.
Judging from the number of arrows, the enemy numbered about twenty, which was indeed a small force.
"Ed has already rushed at least forty meters away, still riding a bumpy horse. Even if you want to hit a modern rifle, you have to be somewhat skillful. It's just impossible with a bow and arrow. Holy shit!!! ”
“Xilulu!”
Just when Lan En relaxed for a while, an arrow shot along a parabola passed over Lan En’s field of vision.
Then it plunged directly into the hind legs of Ed's horse!
If it is pierced into the buttocks of a horse with thick muscles, the horse can even run faster under pain.
But he injured his leg while running.
Lan En even let out a national curse that he had not seen for a long time in surprise.
What level of shooter is this?
Ed's horse lurched and rolled on the ground. Fortunately, Ed was also a veteran on the battlefield. The moment the horse was hit by an arrow, he felt something was wrong and immediately pulled his legs out of the stirrups.
Only then did he avoid being sucked into the body of the rolling war horse.
But even so, he felt dizzy for a moment, and even his voice had an accent.
Lan En, who was at the back of the team, suddenly felt a little bit in trouble.
The most important person in the entire team is Ed. He was shot off his horse, and it makes no sense for the others to leave.
"Good shot!" The rich voice like a brown bear behind him shouted, "[Sweet Mouth], when I take off Ed's head, you will get a large reward!"
As he spoke, the unusually heavy sound of horse hooves sounded.
A knight who is as powerful as Lan En is charging! "Get out of the way!" The sound of horse hooves behind him was approaching step by step, and Lan En shouted to the five helpless soldiers in front of him.
Several horses passed by the Duke of the North, who was still unconscious on the ground. Lan En bent sideways on the horse and was about to fish him away.
Although Ed's eyes were double, he still stretched out his arms hard, trying to grab Lan En's hand as soon as possible.
And just when the two were about to successfully shake hands...
"[Sweet mouth]!"
The powerful voice behind them shouted loudly.
Then there was a slightly shrill response, with a confident and sadistic smile in the voice.
“Understood, my lord!”
With a "swish" sound, a fast arrow drew out of the darkness.
Lan En is currently holding the saddle with one hand and reaching for Ed with the other hand, and has no time to unfold the seal.
He clearly heard the sound of the arrow, and even Mentos could outline the trajectory of the arrow in his mind, but he just couldn't deal with it!
The war horse neighed in pain, and there was an arrow in the leg of Lan En's horse.
The hundreds of kilograms of war horse flesh began to roll, but this time, it did not affect its rider.
The moment Lan En judged the impact point of the arrow, he had already jumped off the horse and jumped to Ed's side with a light posture.
It's not like jumping off a horse that's about to fall, but just like walking down a flight of steps.
The unusually heavy sound of horse hooves was getting closer and closer, and there were shouts and noises that followed the sound of horse hooves.
But Lan En just squinted his eyes slightly at this time, looking uneasy. Don't care much anymore.
His right hand reached behind his back and grasped the hilt of the sword. The expression on that handsome face was as cold as ice.
Originally, this was a perfect response to the attack.
Originally, they could lead the enemy to the camp and deal with them at the least cost.
Originally
"A little angry." The clear sword blade was drawn out, like running water in the moonlight, Lan En's tone was very calm.
Ed shook his head and finally regained his normal vision.
And the moment he regained his vision, he discovered how much chilling things were hidden in the slightly squinted cat eyes of the young man in front of him.
“Are you really in a hurry to die?”
Lan En now faced the charging tall war horse.
The war mount, which was neighing with excitement, fell silent after looking into the cat's eyes.
The enemy's horses are covered in scaly vests. Ordinary crossbow arrows cannot harm the horses through the vests.
The enemy himself was carrying a lance that was at least three and a half meters long, and Lan En didn't even have a shield in his hand.
The huge black knight on horseback can see his violent and playful eyes through the observation hole of the helmet.
But the demon hunter just stretched out his left hand that was not holding a sword, straightened it forward, and spoke plainly.
“——[Alder]”
“Bang!”
The cold white magic aura suddenly appeared in the night!
Compressed to the ground by the superb control, the concentrated shock wave directly swept over the hooves of the war horse! It's like a magic trip rope.
The war horse armor can easily resist crossbow arrows, but it cannot cope with the stumbling ropes during the charge.
On the King's Avenue in the dark night, amidst the loud noise of physical collision, there was another war horse that broke its own neck.
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