I stopped at the gates, and a Venetian merchant in a red turban helped me to hold the reins, and a pair of little mouse eyes, which I did not like, looked around, as if counting the number of soldiers I had brought into the city, and seemed very dissatisfied with the fact that there were only so many people.

"My lord, the situation in the city has not been controlled, the resistance of the rebels is very stubborn, the commander sent us to open the city gate to meet you first, please enter the city immediately to help us, are these all wrong?"

"Where is your fleet commander?"

While ordering the bull to integrate the soldiers into formation, I lowered my head and asked about the mouse's eyes, and the thief-eyed goods in front of me made me very uncomfortable, and I longed to slap him in the face, and I was born with a face that was not beaten.

"Our lordship is on the side of the square in the city, and there are many enemies, and they can't get out."

The mouse's eyes pointed to the densely packed buildings and said to me, a hand naturally reaching into his clothes, but what he didn't know was that this answer, which he thought was normal, revealed his identity and saved my life at the same time.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, God and his old man are quite good to me, and he gave me a passive skill, which is shit luck! He can always pull me at a critical moment when my life is on the line.

I drew the scimitar that hung on the saddle and slashed at the mouse eye with lightning speed, his upper body with a frightened expression, his eyes full of incredulity, his body was directly divided into two parts by me, and the warm blood sprayed me all over my body, flowing down the steps, as if a thick layer of paint had been applied to the surface.

The people around me were frightened by me, and didn't understand why their adults suddenly burst out and killed their allies, only the bull vigilantly raised his shield to protect me, and shouted to the soldiers who were in a daze around him: "Array! Shield Wall! ”

As soon as the words fell, a roaring horn sounded, and countless rebels suddenly appeared in the alleys of the city wall, magically appearing from hidden corners, and the archers standing on the high places condescendingly fired arrows, and several soldiers who had not had time to hide in the shield wall were shot, screaming and falling to the ground.

The rest of the people under the order of the bull, have lined up to defend the shield wall, most of the arrows flying in the sky are blocked by the shield, and do not cause effective damage, but spread invisible pressure and fear, the soldiers just subconsciously hide behind the shield to carry out the order, the eyes are frightened and can't find focus, screaming to give themselves courage, the gears of the iron gate behind us began to twist, and then slowly fell.

"Oops! They're going to close the gates! Evacuate ...... quickly."

I jumped off my horse, and the target was so big that almost half of the archers fired arrows at me, which was a joke with my life, and the crowded infantry phalanx was difficult to escape from if I was squeezed inside.

The bull crossed his arms, knocked away the soldiers who were overwhelmed by the ambush, took the shields of a few cronies around him, put them on the edge of the city gate and barely resisted the slowly falling city gate, and shouted anxiously at the top of his voice:

"My lord, you withdraw first, my palace is behind!"

After saying that, he kicked down a soldier who had lost his armor and wanted to escape.

The formation was all out of order, and everyone scrambled to flee outside the city, only to be blocked at the crowded city gates, pushing around and unable to move, as if many people had untied a rope and finally untied it and turned it into a dead knot, and we didn't need the enemy to do it himself, we had already trapped ourselves ourselves.

"I'm squeezed and can't move at all, it's like a damn train home for the New Year, let the soldiers at the city gate withdraw first, and see if Kohler has come over for reinforcements."

How I want to decisively hack these people in the way to death, but if I do so, it will not only do nothing but also hurt morale, but it will help the rebels a lot, and it is useless to dredge the source and do it in a hurry in the back, and the soldiers who are blocked at the door like tumors are the key to get out first.

"My lord, they're here!"

A soldier staggered to my side, no moot of fighting spirit was lost on his face, his shield had long since been lost, and his armor was disheveled.

I tried to cut through the crowd, and sure enough, I saw the enemy's infantry coming out of the alley, and among them some armored cavalry, knights who rushed to the front and waved their swords, wearing dazzling red smocks, stood out from the crowd.

According to my consistent routine of capturing the thief and capturing the king first, the knight in front of me who is as conspicuous as a peacock in his armor must think that he will be proud of the victory and lead the enemy general to charge, and his heroic posture of brazen and unbridled is in my opinion, that is, he takes off his feathers and jumps into the pot, ready to become a turkey on the plate.

Just as I was thinking about how to turn defeat into victory, the bull uneasily squeezed a passage with his shield, and a dozen of his cronies formed a human wall to open up a green passage for me to escape.

The bull nervously glanced at the enemy who rushed over densely, and pulled my arm out without saying anything, his iron pincer-like palm pinched me tightly, even through such a thick chain mail, I could still feel the pain from the forearm, which showed how much strength the anxious bull used inadvertently.

In just 0.0001 seconds, I chose between going head-to-head with the enemy general to achieve glory, and running away in embarrassment to make a comeback, and the bare turkey made him jump brightly for a while!

Kohler's archers were already arrayed outside the city, and the heavy cavalry rushed to the gates, fending off the arrows of the rebels on the walls with a small round shield on his left arm, while waiting to meet me.

"Just run out and it's safe."

I said to myself, the light outside the city gate was extremely dazzling, all right! It's a thrilling feeling of being dead or alive.

"My lord, get on the horse!"

The bull pushed me to one of the horsemen, who stretched out his hand and dragged me on the horse's back, and while he did not have an arrow to nail it to the chain mail, but did no harm to the iron warrior, and when I was seated, the cavalry urged the horse to gallop towards the phalanx of archers, and the rest of the heavy cavalry formed a weaving array to cover our retreat.

The bull held a large shield and pulled the soldiers who were squeezed into sardine cans at the city gate one by one, plucking the precious infantry like turnips, and although many of them were knocked down by the rebel archers on the city walls as they ran out, a considerable number of infantry escaped alive from the range of the bow and arrow.

"Your Excellency!"

Kohler ran over from a distance, helped me off my horse, and asked with concern, "You're not hurt, are you?" ”

"Go save the bull!"

Seeing that the enemy's cavalry had begun to slash and kill the soldiers blocking the city gate, the bull was still there racing against time to save people, not taking the danger seriously at all, I don't know whether to admire his courage to put life and death out of the way, or to sigh the stupidity of not wanting to die.

Without saying a word, Kohler climbed onto his horse, but single-handedly went to save the bull with his compound bow.

"How can I be such a brave fool under my hands!"

I stomped after him in the dust kicked up by his horse's hooves, and Kohler's newfound compound bow, like the woman he loved, I remembered had a fleshy name—Merlin!