"Die!" The great knight Alger was not without temper. This was the most afflicting battle he had ever fought.

He has seen many people with superb archery skills, such as piercing the willows with one arrow, killing two birds with one arrow, and killing the throat with one arrow. It is a common thing for every big knight-level archer who knows his own power group well.

Even if he doesn't use arrows very much, it's not difficult to penetrate the poplar with hundreds of steps.

The young hunter's archery skills can only be said to be medium to the upper hand, and they are still at the technical level, far from reaching the level of power control.

However, the other party's grasp of the timing was so wonderful that it was an incredible state. Every step he took seemed to be unable to escape the other party's expectations.

At the beginning, you attacked and defended me, but before I knew it, I was actually brought into the rhythm by the other party - I was like a puppet, dragged away by the other party's arrow.

The last time I encountered such a situation was ten years ago, when I was in a duel with my father.

At that time, I had just entered the Knight level, and my father was a veteran knight who had experienced many battles.

There is an extremely huge power gap between the two, so it is normal to have such a situation.

The situation is just the opposite now. A hunter who has not even reached the level of the knight level actually brought a big knight to the rhythm. Even with the premise of guarding Bartley, this is an incredible thing. If it is spread, the other party's reputation will be famous, and his face will probably fall into the quagmire and will never be washed away.

The best way to deal with this situation is to kill the young hunter.

Alger himself did not realize that an original sin called jealousy was growing in his heart. Putting aside the opponent's almost strange ability to guess the enemy, the other party was proud of his archery skills just revealed.

That's right, the other party's archery skills can only be evaluated in the middle in his eyes. That means that among all the archers he has seen, including those great knights, if they are placed in the same level, they can already be included in the top ranks. If the other party's age is added, the other party can already deserve the term genius.

If the other party is a Byron, Ajel will like to hear and try his best to keep him by his side and teach him personally. Even if the other party is not happy, he will happily help the other party find a more suitable teacher. However, the other party is an Andys mountaineer, the earlier this kind of person dies, the better.

For a great knight, there is not much difference between having a horse or not, because his short-distance charge is not much worse than that of a war horse. The only thing that is missing is the terrifying impact brought by the war horse charge.

However, the hiking charge has the flexibility of a war horse charging. The dense trees have little impact on his speed, and some even become his leverage point, keeping his speed at its peak.

"Idiot, I'm fooled." Sean, who was fleeing in embarrassment, suddenly turned around, and a red light came out of his hand. The extremely compressed heat could be felt clearly even if it was more than ten meters away.

"Male Witch! I should have thought of it long ago." The great knight Alger changed color suddenly. He didn't know if it was Sean's identity as a warlock. He also hid his next move and fell into a trap again.

When he arrived at the Great Knight class, his body's reaction speed even exceeded the brain's reaction speed. His body changed directions and rushed for more than ten meters, slashing with a sword.

boom!

A loud bang.

The Great Knight was directly shocked seven or eight meters away. What he hit was not an arrow, but a ball of extremely condensed energy.

"Ah!" "Ah!"

Two screams came from the other side. The Knight's scalp became numb on the spot and his hair stood up one by one, because one of the two screams was exactly what Bartley was.

Turning his head and looking back, not only did Alger's hair stand up, but his hair also rose. The thing he was most worried about happened, and he found that he was in a scheming again.

This kind of arrow that contains energy and spirit will not show normal arrow tracks at all. The first arrow is that the opponent deliberately slows down the speed of the arrow and lets him cut, using the explosion shock wave to create a defensive gap.

Then two more arrows were released, both of which were Flame Arrows, the targets were Benson and Bartley. This time the other party did not retain it. Just a red light flashed, and the Flame Arrows appeared in front of the two young nobles.

At this critical moment, the two young nobles' lives were judged immediately. Bartley didn't have time to react from beginning to end, while Benson held a round shield he found from unknown places, curled up in a ball and curled up behind.

But the result was a bit unexpected. Bartley, who was ignorant, was still alive, holding one of his thighs and wailing in pain.

Benson was unaware of life and death. The shock wave of the Fiery Arrow explosion could fly several meters even by the big knight who had full strength, not to mention that he was thin and had not even shown a regular defensive posture. The round shield exploded on the spot.

Benson was knocked away and rolled down the steep slope, and now he could no longer hear any movement.

This result was because Sean didn't want to kill them at all, especially Bartley.

They are more useful than those who are dead, especially those who are half dead. They are just reins on the neck of the Great Knight Alger. As long as they do not die, the Great Knight will not be able to let go and take action with all his strength.

If both of them die, it would be awful. This great knight who shoulders the responsibility of guarding will go completely crazy and chase him desperately, never stopping.

After three arrows were shot out.

Sean didn't even see the final result, and continued to run wildly with his head down. It's not about playing some tricks, but about really running away. If his tactics are successful, it's best, but if he fails, he must win more time for himself to escape.

Even if Sean is quite confident in his ability to escape, he will inevitably feel guilty when facing a big knight.

As for those Andys Mountaineer, Sean was no longer able to care about it. He had done everything he could, and in the end he even bet on his life. He had already severely damaged the other party's key figure, and involved the terrible human-shaped monster in place, and the rest was life and death.

This is not an exaggerated adjective. Just now, Sean was indeed betting on life, betting on the loyalty of the great knight to the young noble, and also betting on the sense of responsibility of the great knight.

If the Knight's character is slightly worse, he will give up the rescue and attack him with all his might. Although Bartley died, Sean will also be buried with him.

Sean has always hated such things by placing his life and death in the thoughts of others.

Facing the figure of the cunning hunter getting farther and farther away, the great knight Alger could only roar angrily, and it was already a dereliction of duty to hurt the person he guarded. If he was allowed to die, then it would be really unforgivable. Even if the Feren family did not hold him accountable, he would have a reputation and he would have to go through his own exile.

Although Batri had no leg, he was not in danger of life for a while. The highly concentrated heat of the Flame Arrow directly burned the wound on his broken leg, so there was no need to worry about heavy bleeding.

After confirming this, Agel directly pinched Bartley, who was screaming and cursing wildly, then clamped him with one hand and the other with a sword, and began to kill frantically.

Even so, there is still no one-union enemy among the Andes people.

There is no way to describe his sword skills.

The whole process was when he walked through, drew his sword, and killed it.

Every time I use the most basic chopping, straight stab, and upward picking in swordsmanship. This is something that every swordsmanship apprentice will learn after getting started.

If you are looking for an adjective, then one word will be fast.

Not only was the speed of drawing the sword fast enough, but the distance that the sword technique was also short enough. The weapons in other people's hands had just been lifted up and he had already begun to withdraw his sword.

When there is enough power, speed and reaction as support, the prosperous trick is useless. This straightforward swordsman is the most lethal and energy-saving. It doesn’t matter whether it looks good or not. A swordsman that can kill people is good swordsmanship, which is the so-called return to nature.

If this sharp scene is put in a hot and fierce environment.

What is art?

This is called art.

An art of killing.

Under such unstoppable swordsmanship, even the unfeared Andes mountaineering people were soon killed and frightened.

They are fearless, as long as they die, they must be valuable. If they face one-sided massacre, they will become very cautious in their lives. Seeing that things cannot be done, the remaining Andes people shouted in grief and retreated into the mountains and forests one after another.

Even if the Andes Mountain people generally have the upper hand, they are not orderly. Not to mention the wounded on the ground, even those who react slightly slower are forced to stay in place and fall into a siege.

Fortunately, the entire hunting team was stunned and scared. Not to mention that they did not react immediately, even if they reacted, they would not have much desire to pursue.

At this time, the limitations of the Great Knights were revealed. Their powerful force could be used as a small army at some point, but most of the time, they could only defeat them, but they could not wipe them out completely.

The scene afterwards became a bit bloody. Whether voluntarily or forced to stay in place, the Andes people were facing one-sided massacre. The surviving hunting soldiers used their most cruel and bloodiest means to vent their great fear of just dying.

"Get out." The great knight Ajel kicked a hunting soldier who was addicted to Lingchi and looked around coldly, "You can kill them, but you can't torture them. Using such means to vent your fear is the behavior of an incompetent coward. Only by facing your own fear can you be called a warrior."

"What are you? I'll kill you..." The hunter soldier who was kicked away obviously didn't know Ajel.

This is not surprising. Not to mention that the people brought by Benson did not know him, even those brought by Bartley only knew his identity. From beginning to end, he just followed Bartley as a taciturn guard.

If Bartley had not been targeted by Sean and forced to take action, even if the entire hunting team was destroyed, as long as Bartley's safety was not threatened, he would not have blinked.

It is an extremely valuable thing for a big knight to appear in the slave hunting team.

Even if you are a poor man from the bottom, as long as you have generous and practical strength, no matter which noble lord you go to, they will treat him with courtesy. If you are willing to serve him, you will definitely not be able to escape a knight fief, a manor, or a lord. If you go to the battlefield, you will at least be at the first level of the Hundred Guards.
Chapter completed!