Listening to the eerie voice of the enemy commander to surrender, Gawain recognized the badge on the leech-sama's armor: "The Skinning Family of the Northern Horror Fortress?"

"I know that you are cruel and perverted madmen, and that you must have been tortured badly if you laid down your arms and surrendered after killing so many of you. ”

Lancelot chuckled when he heard this: "I also think that dying in battle is our best destination." ”

"That's a pity. The Lord of the Castle of Terror was expressionless when he heard this.

Rams sneered cruelly, waved his hand and let the soldier continue to fire arrows at the two men, and with a way to capture them alive, he ordered them to prepare a lasso.

Swing your sword to block arrows.

Gawain and Lancelot no longer had their original effect.

The movements are getting slower and slower.

The number of arrows that were shot in his body increased.

Ambrosius knew the situation was urgent.

He had already made the soldiers of the garrison run as fast as they could, and at the same time secretly cast a spell to make the horses' hooves run as fast as they could!

More than 100 people rode horses and galloped, and the sound of hooves like thunder would not appear, but there would be no less movement.

Just when Gawain was so exhausted that he couldn't even lift his sword, he was hit by more than ten arrows on his body, and his blood was about to run out, so he could only sit down beside the prince in despair.

Standing tall, Lancelot clenched his sword and fought even when he was in a desperate situation.

The knight rode his horse and ran.

He no longer has the ability to countercharge, let alone enough strength to kill people, but he is still ready to use his skills to pull people on his back before he dies!

However, the moment when the lasso was thrown out.

Lancelot immediately realized that it was bad.

I wanted to run, but my body couldn't react, and my hands and neck with the sword were covered.

The momentum of the war horse's running immediately dragged him all over, and he was dragged out of Gawain and the prince's side.

"Lancelot!"

hurriedly swung his sword and slashed out, but Gao Wen, who had no strength, even cut the rope, and the other end of the horse rope flew in, strangling his neck!

There were brief moments of loss of consciousness, and the last bit of strength was used to escape on horseback, barely holding Arthur who was not unconscious, and at this time he was unable to stay awake.

But vaguely, he heard Ambrosius' voice.

"Fate will eventually guide you to the future of the emperor!"

"Someone is attacking!" The cavalry on the periphery immediately spotted the soldiers of the garrison rushing from the direction of Acorn Hall, guided by Ambrosius.

Luce Bolton was clear about the purpose of his trip: "Don't run into them and take the prince away." ”

They have been through a series of battles, and their morale has remained low.

Captured the target, the soldiers only felt that they should celebrate, and did not want to engage in meaningless battles.

"Retreat, let's go!"

"Where to go, put down His Highness Arthur!"

Ambrosius took the lead, with no weapon in his hand, but the brewing spell was suddenly unleashed.

The air seems to condense, forming an invisible mountain that suppresses everyone's hearts.

The winds between heaven and earth are drained.

Bolton and his sons and their cavalry only felt an inexplicable heat, as well as extreme panic and uneasiness.

When the terrifying storm appeared, the soldiers who had seen the prince's extraordinary holy light and knew that mortals could not be enemies with it, and the soldiers who did not have the courage to find death scattered in an instant.

But it is striking that no matter how fast they dodge and react, they can't be as fast as the storm that suddenly blows.

Gather, rotate.

The sky-high tornado immediately appeared in the night!

With such a big scene, the Lord of the Terror Castle could no longer remain calm, and immediately took his son to join the ranks of the escape.

However.

Ambrosius was not strong enough to create a tornado.

The light wind gathered around him, condensed into a violent wind, and it was almost to his limit, and the tornado suddenly appeared, only the panicked and scattered Bolton father and son and their soldiers could see it.

Everyone in the garrison felt only a fierce wind.

Or blow it from the back, only at the enemy and increase their charging speed!

"Kill!"

The young captain of the garrison, armed with a spear, acted as a sharp striker, leading the hundred-man team to be the last straw that broke the camel's back.

They fled faster and were more panicked.

At the same time, it was found that the tornado that got the horror did not blow at all!

No, the tornado never appeared, it was just a strange illusion created by a wizard!

We were scammed!

Enraged, Lord Leech immediately ordered his son to reassemble the soldiers.

didn't even fight, but was scared away by a mere illusion, where should he put his face?

Rams was equally angry, the prince and the two knights had already been captured in their hands and could be brought back to King's Landing to receive merit, but they were disturbed in this way, allowing people to take advantage of the chaos to get out.

Thinking that the prince and himself are in the hands of the enemy.

Also considering that the old wizard's strength was not enough to summon a tornado, Lancelot immediately opened the lasso when he saw the arrival of reinforcements.

Then gritted his teeth and rushed to rescue Gawain and snatch back the unconscious prince.

"Quick, you carry Your Highness on your back, and we will go to join the reinforcements. ”

"The prince is here, don't let them run away!"

Lancelot's sword, the soldier who was lucky not to be killed immediately shouted when he saw this.

Hearing the voice, the Bolton father and son quickly spotted the trio.

It was very difficult for the scattered hundreds of soldiers to regroup this time, and Rams did his father's orders and exhausted all means to gather more than 300 people.

The black horse spread its hooves and buried its head and ran fiercely, and the young captain of the reserve team with a spear in hand rushed left and right in the chaos of the army, leading the reserve team to successfully gouge through hundreds of enemy troops!

For the enemies who began to assemble, he raised his spear and shouted: "Follow me and crush them again!"

Ambrosius had three horses specially prepared for the Prince, Gawain and Lancelot.

Seeing that the third knight led the troops to charge the enemy army, he immediately led them to find the three of them.

"Lancelot, Gawain get on board!"

Finding Gawain, who was carrying the prince on his back, and Lancelot, who was fighting to the death, Ambrosius waved his hand and killed the soldiers who were entangled with them.

"Let's go to the reinforcements!"

Putting the unconscious prince on horseback and lying on his stomach, the two immediately went over with the old man to join the reserve team of the Acorn Hall.

After chasing for so long and losing so many men, the Bolton father and son kept an eye on Arthur, and they would not allow the prince to be rescued like this!

"I'll get it all over!"

No longer blocking the defense of the incoming enemy, the Master of the Dread Castle directly directs the soldiers to attack.

Most of his men are from the North.

Best at hard hitting!

"Kill!"

Born into a small aristocrat in the Riverlands, Ranmarok is their family's last hope for a rise.

Because of the War of the Five Kings, he lost his fief and his family, and used his last inheritance to recruit more than 100 mercenaries.

He's already gambling on everything!

Therefore, this battle can only be won and not defeated!

Humans, spears, and galloping horses are one, like a ferocious black dragon about to spread its wings, and it collides in a dive.

In the blink of an eye, the two armies were close to each other.

The soldiers of the House of Bolton from the North are fierce and powerful enough, plus enough Imperial Knights, and the battle-hardened Commander of a hundred battles, Ruce Bolton.

A hundred mercenaries from the back of the irregular army?

Uncaught off guard by the surprise attack, the soldiers behind Ranmarok were slaughtered in a matter of moments.

Grip your sword and stab your foe to death in the charge, then the pole breaks and draws your sword to kill.

Thinking that he had gouged through the enemy again, Ranmarok turned his horse's head, only to find that there were less than ten men left on his side.

Ambrosius led people to successfully get on them, and also rushed out of the battlefield, and found that the reserve captain was about to turn his horse's head and charge again, and immediately shouted: "Your Highness has been rescued, stop fighting, retreat immediately!"

"But. "The mercenaries who spent all their inheritance to recruit suffered heavy casualties, and now they can't pull a team, and their foothold in Acorn Hall has been lost, and Ranmarok's heart is bleeding from pain.

But he could still see the situation clearly, and knew that rushing over again would be looking for death, so he calmed down and immediately retreated to the Acorn Hall with the only remaining soldiers.

"This matter is not over, I will definitely avenge the dead subordinates!"

...... To be continued......

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