Ippolita's concerns turned out to be correct. Although Dabisha is timid, he is after all a famous general in the Seven Hills Empire.
The Mercian Field Army under his command is an important force guarding the northern border of the Seven Hills Empire. There are often wars on the northern border of the Seven Hills Empire, and Dabisha cannot win every war - so when it comes to retreat, he is a professional.
As soon as Ippolita rushed up the high slope where Dabiza was just now, she suddenly ran into a phalanx of spearmen - they were arrayed on the back of the hillside and could not be noticed from the front of the hillside.
Soon enough, the horse carrying Ippolita hit dozens of spear points, and Ippolita didn't even have time to stop the horse!
This is the team left by Dabisha specifically to deal with the pursuit of the Alemanni federal cavalry. Beside Ippolita, dozens of Alemannic cavalrymen who had been attacked fell in a pool of blood.
Amidst the tragic neighing sound, the war horse under Ippolita's crotch fell to the ground on its side. In that brief moment, Ippolita jumped from the horse into the air.
Her body flipped in the air and her clothes danced, making her look like an epiphyllum blooming in the night sky.
Soldiers don't know how to show mercy. They stabbed down their horses and immediately pointed their spearheads at Ippolita in the air.
Under Ippolita's slender body, more than a dozen sharp spear points reflected the cold light of the moon. Throwing knives.
No one saw Ippolita's movements clearly. As her body turned around, the ten flying knives inserted into her thighs shot towards the eyebrows of the ten soldiers below, as if they had eyes.
The two soldiers closest to her immediately fell to the ground. The remaining soldiers either used their weapons to shift gears or turned their heads to dodge, and luckily escaped fatal injuries, but the swift flying knives still scratched a slight wound on their hands or faces.
Ippolita's feet landed safely on the ground. But the eight soldiers who were scratched fell to the ground together for some reason.
Ippolita held two daggers in each hand. Before the hem of his clothes fell, the two daggers circled on the ground like a storm, biting a wound on the soldiers who were approaching.
The wounds were very shallow, but the soldiers seemed to have been severely injured and fell straight to the ground like the previous eight soldiers.
Upon closer inspection, the slight scratches on the bodies of the more than ten soldiers had turned into huge wounds at some point, cutting their bodies horizontally.
Ippolita muttered a strange incantation in his mouth. At the edge of the wound, the mist darker than the night was rapidly eroding the remaining skin, flesh and muscles.
Not long after, the bodies of those soldiers were all broken into two pieces. Such a sharp blow quickly depleted the enemy's morale.
Under the impact of more and more Alemannic cavalry, the entire spearmen phalanx abandoned their helmets and armor and fled.
Ippolita stood among the horrific corpses, with a faint black aura all over his body, like a silver-white death from hell.
She saw the enemy's general's flag - on another hilltop ahead, Dabisha was so conspicuous surrounded by a group of generals and guards.
She laughed evilly, licked away the blood stuck to the front of the dagger, and suddenly threw the dagger towards Dabisha in the distance!
This is simply what a madman would do. Throwing knives are no better than bows and arrows, and their range is extremely short. Although Dabisha was within Ippolita's sight, the two of them were standing on two separate hills. They were actually nearly two arrows apart, which was more than ten times the effective range of the flying knife!
Soon enough, the horse under Dabisha suddenly fell to the ground. Although the flying knife thrown by Ippolita from an extremely long distance failed to hit Dabisha, it successfully made a gash on his horse.
As Ippolita recited the incantation, the small wound gradually expanded until the horse was broken into two pieces.
One of the generals and guards beside Dabisha hurriedly dismounted and gave his horse to Dabisha. Ippolita spat.
At this moment, a cavalryman from the Alemannic Federation came running from behind. Ippolita didn't care about the enemy or the enemy at all. He threw a throwing knife and knocked the soldier off his horse. He grabbed the reins, jumped on the horse's back, slapped the horse and chased in the direction of Dabisha.
As the main force of the Seven Hills Empire continued to approach, more and more soldiers came to stop Ippolita.
With astonishing skill, Ippolita avoided all the attacks coming at her, and also grabbed a machete suitable for immediate combat.
Soldiers all pay attention to protecting their vital parts, but she doesn't need to attack these places at all. She only needs to make a slight wound, and the enemy will be broken into two pieces in the next second.
This also makes her moves extremely weird and difficult to guard against. She galloped across the battlefield with her horse and sword, harvesting the lives of soldiers one after another. She really looked like the God of Death.
The generals of the Qiqiu Empire finally noticed her. In order to prevent her from approaching Dabisha, four generals rushed towards her.
They maintained a V-shaped front, and Ippolita rushed into the center of the front without noticing.
Almost as colleagues, the four generals and guards attacked Ippolita from the left front, right front, left side, and right side. As soon as Ippolita raised his hand, the weapon in his hand was tightly suppressed by one of them.
The weapons of the remaining three blocked all possible dodge directions for Ippolita, and they all attacked Ippolita!
——The guards all fell off their horses. The weapon in Ippolita's hand did not move.
But the throats of those generals and guards were penetrated by something at the same time. Upon closer inspection, the air near their wounds was darker than the night, and the shape of an arrow was faintly visible.
There are countless such things floating around Ippolita's body - they have no form, and are more like condensed darkness than arrows.
If it weren't darker than the night, it would be as if it didn't exist at all. Not even Patisipachio had seen this magic that condensed darkness into arrows.
Ippolita hid this magic as if she were hiding some important secret. Dabisha fled in panic, getting further and further away from his soldiers. The generals who protected him were almost slaughtered by Hyppolita.
Ippolita chased him closely, like an evil spirit seeking life. Another flying knife grazed Dabisha's horse. Dabisha rolled several times on the ground. When he stood up, Ippolita was already in front of him.
"Dabisha, Bosnia, is a stranger to the nobles. Before joining the army, all that was left of his family property was a small vineyard. Fifteen years ago, he made great achievements in resisting the invasion of the Alemannic Federation, and became the general of the Mercian Field Army. What I said Are they all correct?" Ippolita looked at Dabisha condescendingly and reported Dabisha's life experience in detail.
Dabisha looked at the silver-haired woman in front of her in horror and asked in a trembling voice: "Who are you?"
"Don't you know me? That doesn't matter. However, Dabitha, since you have chosen to be a lackey of the Scipio family, you should have no problem even if I cut off the flesh from your body with a knife here, right? "
