"Die!" the Grand Knight Alger was not without a temper, this was the most humiliating battle he had ever fought.

He has seen a lot of people with superb archery skills, what one arrow pierces Yang, one arrow two eagles, and one arrow seals the throat, for every big knight-level archer who knows his own strength group well is a common thing.

Even if it is him, although he doesn't use arrows much, it is not difficult to penetrate Yang in a hundred steps.

The young hunter's archery skills can only be described as above average, and he is still at the technical level, far from reaching the level of power control.

But the other party's grasp of the timing is wonderful, an unbelievable realm, and every step of his own seems to have not escaped the other party's expectations.

At first, you attacked and defended, but unconsciously, I was brought into rhythm by the other party - I was like a marionette, dragged by the other party's arrows.

The last time this happened was ten years ago, when he faced off against his father.

At that time, he had just entered the knight rank, and his father was a veteran knight who had experienced a hundred battles.

There is an extremely disparity in strength between the two, and it is normal for such a situation to occur.

The current situation is just the opposite, a hunter who has not even reached the knight level has brought a big knight into the rhythm, even if there is a premise like guarding Bartley, this is also an unbelievable thing, if it spreads, the other party will become famous at the same time, his face is only afraid of falling into the quagmire, and he will no longer be able to wash it away.

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

Alger himself didn't realize that there was an original sin called jealousy growing in his heart, and aside from the other party's almost strange ability to anticipate the enemy, with the archery skills he had just shown, it was enough for the other party to be proud.

That's right, the opponent's archery skills can only be evaluated in his eyes, which means that among all the archers he has seen, including those big knights, if they are placed in the same level, they can already be included in the top ranks, and if you add the age of the other party, the other party is already worthy of the word genius.

If the other party is a Byron, Ajar will be happy to hear it, and try his best to keep him by his side to teach him personally, even if the other party is not happy, he will gladly help the other party find a more suitable teacher, but the other party is an Andes mountain citizen, the sooner this kind of person dies, the better.

For a great knight, there is not much difference between having a horse and not having a horse, because the speed of his short-distance charge is not much inferior to that of a war horse, and the only thing missing may be the terrifying impact of the war horse's charge.

However, the foot charge has the agility that the war horse does not have, and the dense trees have little effect on his speed, and some even become his borrowing points, so that his speed is always at the peak.

"Fool, fooled. Sean, who fled in embarrassment, turned around suddenly, and a red light came out of his hand, the kind of extremely compressed heat, even if it was more than ten meters away, Ajer could clearly feel it.

"Wizard! I should have thought of it. The great knight Alger changed color, and he didn't know that he was talking about Sean's identity as a warlock, and he also hid the back move, and he fell into the trap again.

When he reached the level of the great knight, the reaction speed of the body even exceeded the reaction speed of the brain, and the body changed direction suddenly, running more than ten meters wildly, and slashed over with a sword.

Rumble!

There was a bang.

The Great Knight was directly shocked back seven or eight meters, and instead of an arrow, he slashed an extremely condensed ball of energy.

"Ahh

There were two screams on the other side, and the knight's scalp was numb on the spot, and his hair stood on end, for one of the two screams belonged to Bartley.

Turning his head back, Alger's hair stood on end, but his hairs also stood up, and his worst fears had happened, and he found himself in the calculation again.

This kind of arrow containing the spirit will not appear in the normal arrow trajectory at all, and the first arrow is that the opponent deliberately slows down the speed of the arrow to allow himself to cut, using the explosion shock wave to create a defensive gap.

Then two more arrows came out, both of them were flaming arrows, the targets were Benson and Bartley, this time the other party did not keep it, just a flash of red light, and the flaming arrows had already appeared in front of the two young nobles.

At this critical moment, the two young nobles were at a high level of life-saving, and Bartley didn't have time to react from beginning to end, while Benson held a round shield that he didn't know where to find it, and the whole person shrank into a ball and curled up behind.

But the result was a bit unexpected, and Bartley, who had no learning skills, was still alive, holding one of his thighs and wailing in pain.

And Benson didn't know whether he was alive or dead, the shock wave of the explosion of the flaming arrow, even the big knight who attacked with all his strength could rush several meters, not to mention that he was thin and didn't even pose in a formal defensive posture, and the round shield exploded on the spot.

Benson, on the other hand, was knocked off the ground and rolled down a steep slope, where he could no longer hear movement.

The reason for this result is that Sean didn't want to kill them at all, especially Bartley.

They are more useful than dead, especially half-dead, they are the reins around the neck of the great knight Alger, as long as they don't die, this great knight can't let go of his hands and feet, and shoot with all his might.

If both of them died, it would be bad, and the great knight with the duty of guarding him would go completely insane, desperate to hunt him down, and never stop dying.

After three arrows were fired.

Sean didn't even look at the final result, he continued to run wildly with his head stuffed, now it's not about playing any tricks, but really escaping, if his tactics are successful, that's the best, if he fails, he must buy more time for himself to escape.

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

As for those Andes mountain people, Sean couldn't care about it, he had done everything he could, and in the end he even risked his own life, he had already severely injured the key people of the other party, and the terrible humanoid monster was involved in place, and the rest was up to life.

This is not an exaggerated adjective, just now Sean was indeed gambling on his life, on the great knight's loyalty to the young nobleman, and on the great knight's sense of responsibility.

If the Great Knight's conduct is a little worse, giving up the rescue and attacking him with all his might, Bartley will certainly die, and he Sean will also be buried with him.

pinning his life and death on the thoughts of others, Sean has always hated this kind of thing.

In the face of the cunning hunter's figure getting farther and farther away, the great knight Alger could only roar angrily, it was already a dereliction of duty to let the person he was guarding be injured, if he was allowed to die, it would be a real unforgivable crime, even if the Faeron family did not hold him accountable, he would be discredited, and there was only one way to go through self-exile.

Although Battery lost a leg, it was not life-threatening for a while, and the highly concentrated heat of the flaming arrow directly scorched the wound on his broken leg, so he didn't have to worry about heavy bleeding.

Confirming this, Ajar directly stunned Bartley, who was howling and cursing wildly, and then held him in one hand and a sword in the other, and began to kill wildly.

Even so, there was still no enemy of him among the Andes mountain people.

There is no way to describe his swordsmanship.

The whole process is that he walks through, draws his sword, and kills.

Every time it is used, it is the most basic slashing, stabbing, and picking, which is something that every swordsmanship apprentice will learn after getting started.

If you are looking for an adjective, it will be a word fast.

Not only is the speed of the sword out fast enough, but the distance traveled by the sword is also short enough, and the weapon in the other person's hand has just been raised, and he has already begun to collect the sword.

When there is enough strength, speed and reaction as support, that kind of prosperous tricks are useless, this kind of straightforward swordsmanship, but the most lethal, but also the most energy-saving, it doesn't matter if it looks good or not, the swordsmanship that can kill people is good swordsmanship, which is also the so-called back to basics.

If you put this kind of sharp scene in a blood-boiling and battle-driven environment.

What is art?

It's called art.

An art of killing.

Under this unstoppable swordsmanship, even the fierce Andis mountain people were quickly killed.

They are fearless, provided that their death is worthwhile, if they face a one-sided slaughter, they become very desperate for their lives, seeing that they can't do anything, the remaining Andis mountain people shouted in grief and retreated to the mountains and forests.

The retreat in this situation, even if the Andes mountain people generally have the upper hand, is not orderly, not to mention the wounded on the ground, even those who are a little slower to react, are forced to stay in place and fall into a heavy siege.

Fortunately, the entire slave hunting team was beaten and scared, not to mention that they didn't react at the first time, and even if they did, they didn't have any desire to pursue.

At this time, the limitations of the Great Knights were revealed, and their strong force could sometimes be used as a small army, but most of the time, they could only defeat them, but they could not completely destroy them.

The rest of the scene was a bit bloody, as the Andes mountain people, whether voluntarily or forced to stay put, were faced with a one-sided slaughter, and the surviving hunters dealt with them with their most cruel and bloody means to vent their great fear of dying.

"Get out. The Grand Knight Ajar kicked a slave hunter who was addicted to Ling Chi and looked around coldly, "You can kill them, but you can't torture them, it is an incompetent coward to vent your fear in this way, and you are worthy of being called a warrior by facing your fears." ”

"What are you, Lao Tzu killed you......" The slave hunter soldier who was kicked away obviously didn't know Ajer.

It's not surprising, not to mention that the people brought by Benson don't know him, even if they are the people brought by Bartley, only a few people know his identity, and from beginning to end, he just follows Bartley as a taciturn guard.

If it weren't for Bartley being targeted by Sean and being forced to make a move, even if the entire slave hunting team was wiped out, as long as it didn't threaten Bartley's safety, he wouldn't blink his eyes.

The appearance of a great knight in the slave hunting team is an incomparably valuable thing.

Even if you are from the lowest level of poverty, as long as you have the actual strength of the atmosphere, no matter which noble lord you go to, they will treat each other with courtesy, if you are willing to serve them, a knight's fiefdom, a manor, and a lord's name will not be able to run properly, and if you go to the battlefield, at least it is the rank of the chief of the hundred guards.