The vast expanse of the green sea, the shadows of countless cavalry, staggered between the flying smoke and blood, swift and keen;

Whether it was the Duke's Guard or the Centaur warriors, they all "tacitly" did not choose to charge in groups, but spread out in line, interspersed with each other, and told the oncoming enemy with the battle axes and spears in their hands to reap the oncoming enemy, miss a blow, and fly away;

In such a chaotic battlefield, all formal discipline and slogans instantly lost their meaning, some were just the courage of fighting alone, and there was also the decisiveness in the face of life and death.

Again and again, the wind swept across the battlefield, and the roaring hooves of horses silenced all howls and screams.

There is no doubt that the centaurs on such a battlefield can have an absolute advantage - their burly bodies, powerful arms, and flexible hooves make them invincible in the melee.

In comparison, the Duke's Guard is much inferior... This is an infantry army that was attacking in phalanx a month ago, fighting on two legs, not to mention guerrilla melee, even if you are riding on a horse and not letting yourself fall!

In a one-on-one duel, only a few captains (knights poached from the wounded by Loren) were able to single-handedly take on the centaurs without losing the wind, and the rest were almost all mortal.

These "infantrymen" on horseback are still following the "memories" of the past, clumsily wielding spears and swords, and are often easily parried by the four-hoofed people.

But soon, Aruhu, who almost thought he had won, realized that things were not as he imagined.

These two-legged men are clumsy in the face of swift and fierce four-hoof warriors, but they are not defenseless - they tend to hunt down lone four-hoofed men in groups of three or five, using someone as bait.

A four-hoofed man parried the spear that stabbed him head-on, and in the next second, there would be two or even three or four spears waiting for him in all directions, as well as crossbow arrows shot from a distance—a glorious one-on-one chaotic battle instantly turned into an encirclement and suppression with more fights and fewer fights.

Damn, the hearts of these two-legged people are so dirty!

The forces of both sides are roughly equal, and even slightly more on the side of the Four Hoofers, but the proud Four Hoofs will not protect anyone except the flag owner, and the other side is completely reversed... This has formed a very strange battle situation in which "less" surrounds "more".

Of course, Aruhu didn't know the "professional" word "local advantage", but he knew that it wouldn't work like this, not to mention that there was more to these guys than that......

"Boom ——!"

Two bright sparks rose in the smoke and dust, first with a loud bang, and then scattered limbs and plasma like a rain of blood in the air—several four-hoofed men who had just assembled turned into minced flesh in this loud noise.

And the cause of all this is just the small bottle in the hands of the two-legged man!

Damn, what the hell is that, devil's blood?!

In the chaotic and tragic battlefield, Aruhu's roar resounded in the sky, and an axe slashed the guards who were rushing towards him to the ground, and his vicious eyes turned sharply to his side, staring at the figure fiercely.

Aruhu... He found his purpose.

The same one who killed his men... Blue hair, little man... And the guy with two silver-gray eyes.

That's right, he's the leader of this weird two-legged group, kill him......

The two-legged people will scatter!

..........................................

No way... It's too far away, it's still too far away.

The gray-eyed boy on the horse was on the edge of the battlefield while he looked at the performance of his brothers in the guard, and a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

Although they are very qualified as phalanx infantry, their level is really far behind with little experience in fighting alone, and they can barely be compared to the recruits of Broken Boundary Mountain, and they may not even be able to win a non-commissioned officer of the legion one-on-one.

Of course, it can't be helped... It is said that it is the "Duke's Guard", but in fact, it has not been even a month since it was established - it is very fortunate that they immediately had to face the centaur warriors of the steppe overlord, and none of them were wiped out.

Steel and blood will replace sweat and whips, and those who survive... will change from a soldier who mechanically obeys orders to a soldier who can fight alone and fight against ten on the battlefield.

Only in this way can they become demon hunters who can fight monsters, and become Lord Loren's right-hand men.

Lusen is well aware of Loren's "person", or character...... At least if he thinks he can solve it, he will never borrow the hands of others, and he won't even say a word for help.

So when Loren told him that he needed an "army of witchers", the gray-eyed boy knew very well that the enemy that Lord Loren was about to face was a terrifying existence that even himself, and even everyone around him, was not sure of!

There was a chill in the back of his neck, and Lu Sien, who didn't look back, threw the short sword in his hand backwards without warning.

"Bell ——!"

The flames burst out, and Aru, who had swept away the flying blade, roared and swooped down like a chariot, and the gray-eyed boy didn't even have time to turn back before he was hit in the chest with a hoof, and the whole person flew out!

"Bang ——!"

Lusen, who barely supported his body with his short sword, felt a sharp pain in his chest, and struggled twice before he staggered to his feet.

"Captain ——!"

Several cavalrymen of the Duke's Guard immediately noticed the battle on this side, and they all abandoned the enemy in front of them and swarmed forward.

"Go back and fight!" Licking the blood from his mouth, the gray-eyed boy wiped his mouth: "He's mine!"

As soon as he gave the order, Luson saw a dark shadow coming at him, and he rolled sideways to avoid the falling tomahawk, and picked up the falling dagger with his hand.

Damn, I just complained about the team, and I almost felt ashamed......

The condescending Aru looked at the reptile in front of him, his expression full of disgust.

Raising his right arm, the axe turned into a bloody shadow and swung at those pesky silver-gray eyes.

At the moment of lightning, the gray-eyed boy's pupils suddenly shrank, and the two short swords were raised like crosses, blocking the path of the axe blade!

"Bell ——!"

A series of sparks flickered, forcing the tomahawk to deviate from its original track, and even Jean Aruhu's figure was in a trance.

In an instant, the young man's figure jumped up, and the short swords of both hands parried with one hand and forward, stabbing straight towards Aruhu's face.

"Damn two-legged ——!"

With the fierce collision, Aruhu, who barely blocked the blade of the sword, was also forced to take a few steps back, and the handle of the battle axe slammed into Lusen's chest:

"Die!"

At the moment when the blades staggered, Lusen, who was biting his lower lip, decisively stepped on Aruhu's shoulder, dodging the frontal blow, but he couldn't dodge the front hooves of the centaur kicking abruptly.

"Bang ——!"

Lusen, who was kicked again, flew upside down and fell to the ground like a cannonball, with smoke and dust everywhere.

Two daggers fell to the side, a full five paces away.

"Ahem, cough, cough, ......"

The embarrassed gray-eyed boy struggled to get up, but was kicked to the ground again, his heavy hooves on his chest, and his tomahawk against his throat:

"Two-legged man, how do you want to die?" Aru asked with a sinister smile and a condescending look down at Lusen.

"How did you die?" Lusen looked at him calmly, "This is a question you should consider. ”

"Shut up, damn two-legged man, you give me ......!"

The angry Aru was suddenly stunned, and looked at the eyes in front of him in surprise.

How did such silver-gray eyes turn gray-blue?

"What's wrong?" Lusin looked at him calmly, his right hand lightly pressed the axe blade in front of his neck, and the bright red blood plasma instantly stained his fingers:

"You look surprised?"

"Y-How are you...... Ah——!!!!h

Aruhu was stunned, and it wasn't until Lusen, who had fallen to the ground, snatched it from his hands—or rather, twisted his hands by pressing the blade of the axe, and snatched the tomahawk away, that he realized that something was wrong, and very wrong!

Twisting his neck, Lusien, who stood up, weighed the long-handled axe in his hand, and looked at Aruhu, who had fallen to the ground and looked at him blankly, as if he was frightened, and suddenly smiled:

"I'm sorry, but it's still a secret... So I'm going to have to keep it a secret. ”