Chapter 9: Another Cavalryman
William was confused: "What's going on?" Why is this coming at me? I'll just call a soy sauce to help, the main force is the two of them! But he just thought in his heart that even if he said it, it would be useless.
William's heart is a dog, and there are 10,000 *** galloping by, and this caravan guard will also pick up soft persimmons and pinch them......
Still, William couldn't sit still, took a deep breath, suppressed the residual pain in his abdomen, gathered all his strength, held the short sword in both hands, and stared at the approaching enemy with all his attention.
"Drink!!" The caravan guard let out a loud roar, this is the key to whether he can save his life, once he can't solve William in the shortest possible time, then what awaits him will be the siege of three people, no matter how powerful he is, it is difficult to defeat four hands with two fists, and it is inevitable to hang up.
With a loud roar, the one-handed sword in his right hand was raised high, this was the way to open and close, completely abandoning skills and other things, he planned to rely on brute force to deal with William in one fell swoop.
William looked at the one-handed sword that was swinging sharply in front of him, and there was a rare lack of fear in his heart, but he calmed down a little, perhaps, he was born to be suitable for this battlefield.
His brain was running at great speed, thinking about how to deal with it, just when the opponent's sword was about to fall, William held the short sword horizontally above him with both hands, maintaining a certain tilt, this is his method of imitating the previous Owin, and holding the sword in both hands can increase stability, after all, the short sword is not the same as the long sword.
"Zheng! Rustle..."The sound of metal clashing, and even the sound of metal grinding, the longsword slashed hard at William's short sword, and due to the tilt of the angle, the huge force made the longsword fall down the angle.
Because the length of the short sword was not enough, the opponent's sword almost scratched him, which surprised him, but fortunately he still used the sword.
And because this sword used all his strength, and was unexpectedly blocked by him, it leaked a big flaw, and even William, a little white, could see it.
If it weren't for the numbness of his palms from the shock, he would definitely stab him with a sword, and maybe this would have solved him.
But it was useless to say that these were all useless, and if there was no success, no success was no success, and now the caravan guard was alive and well, and because the attack was missed, due to inertia, he turned around, and as if he were using a giant axe, he turned and accelerated with that force, and the one-handed sword slashed diagonally with a stronger and faster attack.
All this was only a few seconds, and in less than a second, the opponent's one-handed sword fell back, and the two robbers who had fought him before could not run more than ten meters in a second, so this far stronger sword than the previous one had to be carried down by William himself.
William subconsciously licked his lips, an action he often did when he was nervous.
William felt a little suffocated in the face of this attack, and all that was left in his eyes was the one-handed sword that looked like he had slashed.
The one-handed sword slowly enlarged in his eyes, and William knew that this time the angle was impossible to deal with with the previous move, and it was impossible for moves such as dissolving strength to work, only hard hitting.
William held the hilt of the sword in one hand, turned the blade sideways, and put his hand on the spine of the sword, so that it was possible to prevent the sword, if he held the hilt in both hands, it was very likely that it would tilt because of the distance, and lead the opponent's sword to his neck, which was more dangerous.
Now let's see if we can block it, block it, there will be enough time for those two robbers to arrive, if you can't stop it, that is the end of death! In order to survive, the other party will not show mercy to his subordinates.
At this moment, time seemed to slow down in William's eyes, he watched himself slowly make movements, and the other party slowly swung his sword down, in this wonderful feeling, William could clearly see the opponent's attack trajectory. He is confident that he will be able to adjust the best defensive moves.
"Zheng!" Two metals, two swords, collided fiercely, William was not panicking, he decided that he could block this sword.
However, in the next second, William's heart sank to the bottom.
The sword, broken, the short sword he sharpened with Norvin, broken...... In this way, it was broken in front of his eyes, which also means that he did not block this sword.
There was a sharp pain in his chest, he knew that he had been stabbed, and he didn't need to look to know that his chest must be a bloody scene.
Slowly kneeling on the ground, at this moment, William was desperate, damn, Lao Tzu has crossed over once, and he hasn't been called the king yet, so dead! Mom must talk about selling batches!
As William was struck by the sword, the caravan guards swung their swords again, intending to end William's life directly.
It was only then that the two robbers arrived here and stopped the sword, and the two of them ignored William, who was kneeling on the ground, and directly fought with the caravan guards, and the battle was very fierce with the swing of a sword.
William's eyes were distracted, waiting for his death, but after waiting for a while, he didn't seem to feel like he was going to die, except for pain and pain.
He hurriedly checked the wound on his chest, and saw a wound of more than thirty centimeters on his chest, and the blood kept oozing, but it didn't seem that the wound was deep, as long as the bleeding stopped, it shouldn't be a fatal injury, as for wound infection and tetanus, that was later.
William's face was a little pale and his body seemed to be a little weaker due to blood loss, and he took off his burlap shirt directly despite his presence on the battlefield, cut it into strips with the remaining half of his short sword, tied it to a long rope, and roughly bandaged the wound.
Fortunately, the battle here didn't seem to be too fierce, and it was probably all ahead, so William was able to bandage himself safely on the battlefield where this man killed.
William struggled to his feet from the ground, still holding a half-cut sword in his hand, and looked hatefully at the caravan guards who were fighting the bandits.
scolded in his heart: "Damn, you cut Lao Tzu with a sword, if you let you go back alive, how can Lao Tzu be the king and hegemon!" ”
He slowed his steps, holding the half-cut sword in his hand, and half-crouched cautiously sneaked behind the caravan guard.
The two robbers saw William, and were surprised to understand what William meant, and although the expressions on their faces changed, the caravan guards did not notice.
The two robbers cooperated with William, constantly harassing the caravan guards, making him not turn around and lowering his vigilance behind him.
"Good chance!" William was overjoyed, the caravan guards were engrossed in fighting the two robbers, and the battle here was not as fierce as the front was fierce, so he could take care of the back, which gave William the opportunity to sneak attack.
"Whew!" The sword entered the flesh, and the half-cut short sword in William's hand slashed through the opponent's neck, William was a person who spared his life, and immediately took a few steps back after he succeeded, for fear that he would hurt people before he died, so that the gains outweighed the losses.
However, William's worries seemed to be superfluous, the caravan guard just turned around and glanced at William, the blood in his neck spurted straight out, it should have cut the major artery, put down the sword in his hand, and desperately blocked the wound with his hand, but everything was in vain, the blood still couldn't stop flowing out, and he looked at William unwillingly, and finally fell down.
William felt weak because of excessive blood loss, and sat on the ground.
"I ...... I killed someone! ”
William whispered to himself, William looked at his hands, "I killed someone!" His hands began to tremble, but not because of fear, but because of excitement, he did not feel fear and nausea like everyone else, but extremely excited, the blood factor in the man's body seemed to be activated in his body, and even the pale face caused by blood loss was a little red.
The two robbers glanced at each other, ignored the corpse's weapons, and continued on their way, leaving William alone.
William was a little surprised, "This equipment ...... Don't they want it? He was ready to be snatched of his weapon by those two, but it was strange to him that it didn't happen.
In fact, he didn't understand, those two robbers, especially Nice, as a small leader, are fully equipped, and it is useless to take the weapons of this caravan guard, because of their sensitive identity, they may be arrested when they go out, so it is difficult to sell weapons with weapons, after the caravan robbery is successful, in addition to the leader taking the big head, these leaders can also take a lot.
As for the ordinary bandit, they all have swords and shields, so they don't need it, not to mention that it is obvious that they can walk with Nice, that is, Nice's subordinates, although they have had festivals before, but it is always good to increase some strength in their pair, so they all gave up these two weapons.
"Whatever, since I didn't take it, it's mine." Thinking of this, William took the one-handed sword from the corpse, tied the round shield to his left arm, and walked towards the bandits.
The battle was almost over, the caravan guards and armed infantry were all wiped out, and four people were captured in addition to the caravan leader, and the caravan leader was able to stop such a caravan, and it was obvious that he had quite a lot of property, and it should be the merchants of the guild who could pay a lot of ransom.
As for the four, they were sold to the slave trader when he arrived.
It wasn't until the battle was over that Norwin remembered that he had left William, and he was so anxious that he hurried back to look for William.
"William! William, where are you? Norwen shouted around, looking for William.
When William heard that it was Norwen who came to find him, although he complained a little, he could understand it, and responded loudly: "Norwen! I'm here, here! He waved his hand.
"I'm sorry William, I forgot about you......" Norwen looked a little embarrassed, a little guilty, seeing him like this, those complaints in William's heart disappeared.
"You...... You're hurt! It's all my fault! Norwen looked at the blood oozing from William's chest and said with some guilt.
"It's okay, don't worry!" William comforted him for a moment, which made Norwen feel less guilty.
"Da ......" A sound of horses' hooves sounded, William was shocked, could it be that there are still cavalry?
As the sound of horses' hooves became louder and louder, people also appeared in front of everyone.
I saw a Kriza cavalryman with a horned bow in his hand, rushing straight behind the robbers.
William recognized, wasn't this the Creza cavalry who explored the path before, how did he come back?