"We don't have much time, so don't talk!"
Like the tsunami that was shaken by the earthquake, it was gradually gathering in front of Duan Qing and others, but the black stream of light arrived much earlier than the others. Perhaps due to the speed, when the figure from Konoha Tornado appeared in front of them, it even became a little distorted: "I...ahem, I found the tent."
Unable to suppress his rapid breathing, the young man in black coughed hard twice: "Many people dressed like magicians are doing some experiments inside."
A white light suddenly flashed across the sky - Konoha Tornado suddenly threw something in his hand and smashed it straight into the arms of Colorful Spiritual Light: "This is the sample I stole. With it, your The mission... should be handed over."
With a bad premonition in his heart, Qicai Lingguang shouted anxiously: "What do you mean? What are you going to do?"
"Of course I attracted them." Amidst the louder crowds from behind, the young man showed an inexplicable smile: "I stole the things and attracted the people. I... naturally have to be responsible to the end."
"You can go, don't worry..."
"Ah……"
Behind Konoha Tornado, who turned to leave, Duan Qing's low laughter suddenly sounded: "So, those who choose to die generously but die meaninglessly... are the people I despise the most."
"If you want to be a man, the methods you use must be effective."
Ignoring the sharp look from Konoha Tornado, Duan Qing pointed to the back of the ruins where they were: "We have been discovered."
In the smoke and dust on the side and rear, a group of cavalry was aiming in their direction and rushing straight over.
"Holy shit!"
"Worst case scenario..."
"What should I do, what should I do? We are really going to be doomed now!"
"whispering sound……"
Amidst the grunting of the young man in black, Duan Qing, who was seriously injured, slowly got up: "If you want to avoid dying with a meaningless death, you can only... keep fighting. "
Among the increasingly noisy voices, his words were like a morale-boosting speech or the devil's whisper: "Do your best to survive."
"Brother Mo, is there anything else I can do..."
"Which of you...is familiar with the fighting methods and tactics against cavalry?"
Qicai Lingguang choked on his words.
"Forget it, let me do it myself." Duan Qing shook the knife in his hand and walked slowly to the front, in the direction where the cavalry team was facing: "This is just right..."
"Let's take this to solve the problem of the refugee."
The figure of the red-haired girl suddenly appeared next to Duan Qing, blocking him as he was about to move forward. The latter shook his head and was about to press her back into the team, but Qian Zhihe sipped his lips. Pursing your lips, then stuffing it hard.
"This is... the potion our team will be given out every time we go out. I, I didn't have a chance to drink it along the way..."
Looking at the girl's eyes, Duan Qing smiled bitterly and took the bottle of brown potion: "Okay, just right... I have never tasted such high-end stuff."
In the girl's slightly red face, the shouts of death from the empire camp were getting closer and closer, almost coming behind them. The shouts, no longer covered by the colorful aura, rang in everyone's ears early: "Brother Mo is right, we have no other choice! But if we have no choice... let's kill one of them and choose one!"
"Even if you die, you should die worthily!"
"Xiaomu, you don't have to run, just follow us! Xiaoqian, you go... Forget it, let me do it. You go and help Brother Mo. You are the only one who can help him now... Qingtian, you go and protect him. Hold her!"
While supporting the refugee's body, Qicai Lingguang explained all the temporary tasks in the briefest words. However, when it came to his own time, he still encountered a problem: "Hey, hey! You have to fight for your breath! The imperial people are coming to kill. !”
The last few words seemed to have a little effect. The man in ragged clothes took a few heavy breaths, and his blackened right hand moved imperceptibly.
"His..."
In the middle of yelling at someone for an unknown number of times, Qicai Lingguang bent down and carried the poor guy behind his back. He tightened his arms, and just after running a few steps forward, a huge explosion sounded from the cavalry team in front.
boom--
The bright firelight instantly engulfed every corner of the ruins where the colorful auras were located. Before those bright yellow colors faded from this side of the broken wall, on the other side of it, the imperial soldiers rushing at the front had already broken through the magic. The glory turned in front of them.
"Come on, Xiaoqian!" Qicai Lingguang, who ran out with the refugees on his back, whispered to himself: "And Brother Qingshan...it all depends on you."
Half of the prayers of the colorful auras had no effect, because the seemingly powerful explosion actually had no effect - the cavalry in the free world are cavalry living in an environment of swords and magic, so they They have their own methods to deal with various means of magical attacks, especially the elite cavalry from the Snow Wolf Legion of the Fleur Empire. They have already done a lot of training on various magic attacks, and have long been accustomed to galloping in the midst of wild bombings. How could they be afraid of a mere ordinary fireball?
What's more, they had already learned from the information sent by others that there was a fire magician among the adventurers who broke into the hinterland.
The captain in the middle of the cavalry team gave a sneer, and then worked with the other team members in a tacit understanding, splitting into two paths the moment the fire light came on, turning the original violent flow into two small streams, one on the left and one on the right. , leaving a gap precisely at the moment when the fireball flew into the cavalry. The war horses that had received long-term training seemed to be completely unaware of this level of explosion, and still rushed over amidst the strong fire and huge explosions.
"Simple trick." As if a comment came from his nose, the captain stared at the guy dragging a big knife among the people who were gradually running towards him, and suddenly straightened up the position he had lowered when he was avoiding the explosion. The body waved his blade: "Snow Wolf Army Third Team, prepare!"
"charge--"
Boom!
A sudden loud shout and a sudden crash of flesh and blood sounded in front of Duan Qing at the same time - in his field of vision, the man who looked like the cavalry captain closest to him had just shouted the slogan of attack, and he was Submerged in a mass of exploding rubble. The long sound with the word "charge" pierced the top of Duan Qing's head, and then flew through the air with its owner, as if it was about to pierce the clear sky.
"Almost all the lethality of cavalry is brought about by the extreme speed of war horses."
In the whisper, the dragging cavalry captain fell heavily behind Duan Qing, and then drew a long straight line in the huge inertia, and there was no more movement.
"And this... is also your biggest weakness."
Duan Qing put away the gesture of raising his hands and looked in the direction of another thin stream. There, an earth wall that rose at the same time was smashed into pieces by the cavalryman who was rushing forward unprepared, and then flew out amidst the whine of the war horse and his own scream.
"team leader!"
"They also have mages!"
"It's an earthen wall!"
The noisy exclamations of the remaining cavalry immediately filled the air of this temporary battlefield. The few cavalry who were following the nearest were stopped from accelerating by the sudden abnormality, while the rest of the troops still behind them just They wanted to change direction and bypass the obstacles formed by their teammates in front of them. Several earthen walls as tall as one person were accurately piled on the path they wanted to move on, completely blocking the forward momentum of the entire cavalry. .
"Huh, huh..." Panting, Duan Qing recovered some of his severely exhausted energy, and then raised his giant sword again: "Although you can only shoot two at a time, with your skills..."
"Still a long way to go!"
The roar brought the giant sword, like the roaring wind, and rushed in at the moment when the cavalry were about to restart. Several cavalrymen who wanted to fight back took advantage of their superiority and took out their sabers and struck Duan Qing on the head, but they all failed due to the opponent's short body.
"I'll show you... the unique skill of the ground knife!"
"I'll scan!"
He rolled and hid in the middle of the group of horses. Duan Qing did not stand up on the spot. Instead, he leaned on the ground with one hand, and with one hand, he spun in a large arc circle with his knife, and then jumped on several horses. He straightened his waist as he screamed, and jumped out to the side like a carp, while dodging the follow-up attacks from the two big knives on his head.
"Scan again!"
A same arc circle once again took Duan Qing as the center and swept towards the surrounding horse legs.
The chaos was like a sudden outbreak of plague, spreading rapidly among the cavalry after Duan Qing broke in. The colorful aura who followed with people on his back looked at the series of hip-hop-like movements, and his eyes widened in shock: "Is this a ground knife?"
"The legendary... playing games is not as good as dancing series."
Amid Sunny's wry laughter, the red-haired girl who had kept her eyes closed finally made a move - as her staff slightly stretched forward, a bright fireball suddenly appeared on the other side of the cavalry group that was temporarily blocked by the earth wall. , the next moment, the girl’s expression was painfully entangled again——
boom!
The cavalry, who had no chance of evading, were once again swallowed up by the sudden flames as expected. When several charred figures fell from their horses, Duan Qing's shouts also sounded from the other side.
"Hold your hands! Otherwise, you really won't be able to escape..."
"ah?"
Amidst the doubts of the colorful aura, the young man in black understood the meaning of that sentence first, and then disappeared in the rapid sprint forward. Duan Qing, who was already deep in the enemy group, suddenly vomited out a mouthful of old blood, and then took advantage of the gap between others to retreat and drank the bottle of potion he had just obtained but had not yet warmed up.
"This serious injury... I don't know if it will work."
Looking at his blood bar that suddenly dropped a bit and was still slowly draining, Duan Qing wiped his mouth and stared at a cavalryman who was staring at him at the same time: "What are you looking at..."
"You are the one!"
He shouted loudly, then stepped forward and used his hands hard to block the opponent's fierce attack from top to bottom. Then, at the moment of a successful block in the third second, he stretched out his left hand like lightning. , seizing the opponent's edgeless side.
"Come down!"
Perhaps guessing Duan Qing's thoughts, the imperial cavalry released his handle at that moment, avoiding the fate of being pulled off his horse. But the next moment, his fate became even more tragic - Duan Qing, who had prepared a follow-up move, followed up with a straight thrust forward, stabbing him in the chest.
The sound of crashing and the thud of the corpse falling to the ground alternated. Duan Qing jumped on the horse's back neatly, then turned back to block the reinforcement attack of the enemy who had just arrived: "This way!"
Finally understanding what the other party meant, Qicai Lingguang, who had never stopped, began to approach Duan Qing with his back on his back: "Xiao Qian! Don't bother! Hurry up and get on the horse!"
"oh oh!"
In the hasty reply of the girl being pulled by Qingtian, Duan Qing in front suddenly slapped the horse's back and jumped into the air again. The giant sword turned into a cold sword on the chaotic battlefield, and the head of the sword slashed at the head of another cavalryman: "Get out of the way!"
"Wow--"
"Asshole! The scumbag of the principality..."
"Anyone who doesn't want to die... get out of my way!"
Screams, curses and Duan Qing's warnings continued to echo in every corner of the battlefield. He raised his knife to block another alternating attack from the imperial cavalry next to him. He twisted his legs and turned half of the body of the war horse under his crotch. : "Everyone mount up! Those who choose to work mount up!"
"Is not this nonsensical……"
Behind a cavalryman on the other side, a black figure suddenly appeared. The dagger in his hand slit the cavalryman's throat. Konoha Tornado pushed hard and snatched the horse into his hands. Not far behind him, Colorful Spiritual Light, who had finally arrived, jumped with force, directly carrying the bodies of two people onto the back of a war horse that Duan Qingqing had come out before. The sudden weight made the war horse scream again, and Colorful Lingguang's legs also felt pain like tearing, but he couldn't care about it: "Let's go, let's go! Let's go quickly!"
"rush out!"
Qingtian behind him also climbed onto one of the horses, and then stretched out his hand towards Qian Zhihe: "Xiao Qian! Grab it quickly..."
A ray of sword light suddenly appeared in front of the red-haired girl. She exclaimed and retracted the hand she had just extended. The imperial cavalryman who passed by her retracted his saber and shouted to the surroundings: "Don't let them escape! For the glory of the empire!"
"For the glory of the empire!"
The huge response echoed through the sky, emanating from the military camp team chasing after them from behind, and then spread out in all directions on the plain. In the background of the rest of the cavalry that gradually appeared in the distance, several cavalry figures jumped past the separated girl and chased after the back of the colorful aura who had started to escape. Qingtian, who was gradually pushed aside by the torrent, looked at the figure of Qian Zhihe who was about to be submerged with splitting eyes, and involuntarily cried out sadly: "Xiao Qian!"
"whispering sound……"
A war horse suddenly appeared at lightning speed, passing in front of the red-haired girl who had given up resistance just before the black figure was about to be swamped there. The man on the war horse thrust the sword into his back, then lifted the girl up from the ground with one hand, and then threw her in front of the horse.
"Every time you guys, you always have such bloody accidents."
Duan Qing's whisper came to the ears of the girl who was facing down and still shaking. Her hands, which were shaking because of uneasiness, also grabbed the corners of his white clothes: "I...I don't want to either. Yes! And can you pull me up first..."
"this is very simple."
Duan Qing pulled her robe and lifted her up directly: "Now..."
"Welcome to the first flight to Fars Fortress. This flight is a one-way flight with no safety measures and no insurance. This is veteran driver No. 13. Passengers please sit tight."
Amid the shouts of death from all around, Duan Qing, who was covering his side and with blood on the corner of his mouth, showed a shining smile to Qian Zhihe who looked back at him.
"Racing... now officially begins." (To be continued.)
