Chapter 17: Achilles' Heel (Part II)
Esthew's current situation was not good, even very bad, not that the combination of Maise and Hercules made it difficult for him to deal with - on the contrary, Marys, who rushed up rashly, was at first a burden that Hercules had to be distracted and take care of, after all, she was the only one of the three who was barehanded, and she was only wearing a bathrobe that was barely covering her body, and she played in a disorderly manner, just wanting to rush to Eshy and fight him, just like the sprinkling village women in Fieldsway. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć info This doesn't bother Estheus, it gives Hercules a big headache, Maris can put life and death aside, but Hercules can't ignore her. However, he quickly grasped Eshy's sore feet: the two long knives that had been scarred, Hercules consciously used the arrow cluster to repeatedly bump into the same place of the blade, although Aexiu repeatedly changed his moves, but Hercules could always quickly follow his movements, determined to break Eshy's long knife! Esher's space for movement was limited by Maris, even if Eshu had heavy armor, it couldn't completely offset the impact of a quasi-first-class martial artist's full punch - in fact, in order to dodge Hercules's cluster of arrows coming over him, his chest, lower abdomen, and back had already been firmly hit by several heavy punches from Maris!
Almost! Hercules aimed at a huge gap in the blade, took a step forward, crossed the two arrows, and the cluster of arrows accurately stuck into the gap, Hercules used his hands to easily cut off half of the long knife, and a huge gap suddenly appeared in the defense line built by the two blades! Hercules breathed a sigh of relief, and just wanted to step forward, but his body involuntarily tilted - he was squeezed away! Hercules' roar sounded in her ears: "I want you to pay for their lives!" ā
Esher glanced at Maise inexplicably, let go of the knife, and let Marise crash into his arms, clasping her shoulders with both hands, and slamming her knee into her lower abdomen! The cushioning effect of the bathrobe was extremely limited, and Maryse's face was instantly distorted by severe pain, and her body was arched into a shrimp, where was the knee impact, it was clearly a spear that pierced her whole body! The pain in her lower abdomen was still running through Marys's body, and the back of her heart seemed to be pierced by a spear, which was Eshy's elbow that had been smashed down! Mary's eyes went black, and she was simply smashed to the ground, she coughed up a large mouthful of red blood, passed out, and had no ability to fight back. Hercules had barely been knocked out of the way, and before he could even gain a footing, Maryse was already subdued by Aexiu. Hercules opened the situation and bought Marise a close chance - or rather, the vengeful Maise brutally snatched this opportunity from Hercules, but unexpectedly blocked the most difficult opponent for Aethius, and she was sent to the door as a hostage.
"Maise!" Hercules was just about to step forward, but Esher had already set up Marise in front of him. Hercules froze, and he could see that Eshy's hand was already on Marise's chin, and he could break Marise's neck at any moment if he moved.
"Let her go!" Hercules exclaimed.
"How about we just go on like this?" Eshu said expressionlessly, his left hand still holding Maryse, but his right hand slipped quietly on the bath towel, "The guards should have heard the movement, right?" Let them stand down, or the drunks will feast their eyes. ā
Hercules had already heard hurried footsteps, and it would not be long before the guards alarmed by the crush of weapons would appear around that corner, and Estheus's indifferent eyes told Hercules that he would not hesitate to tear off Maris's bathrobe and turn this filthy threat into reality if it backfired. Hercules immediately made a decision, turned around and shouted: "I am Hercules, everyone stick to their posts!" Don't come here without my orders! ā
The footsteps stopped, and someone hesitated to ask, "Is it Lord Hercules?" I hear the clash of weapons in your place, are you sparring with Miss Maryse? ā
"Don't be too troubled!" Hercules was almost maddened by the ignorance of the interrogator, but he had to suppress his anger. Aeshu reminded him softly, "Just say that you peeked at her bathing and was discovered." ā
Hercules opened his mouth, but finally just glanced at Eshu with hatred, and shouted, "It's nothing, I...... Peek...... Miss Marise bathing ...... By...... Found out. He gritted his teeth and squeezed out the last few words in humiliation.
"Oh, that's it!" The man suddenly realized, "It's okay, it's okay, Master Hercules was found peeking at Miss Marys taking a bath, there's nothing to look at, and it's scattered!" He seemed to be driving away his companions, and the footsteps dismantled dissipated. Hercules' face was flushed, and there was like a boulder in his chest and abdomen, and no matter how the night ended, the rumors about him would surely spread throughout Fieldsway for the next few days. Hercules could not resolutely give up Mariss as an outcast, which meant that as long as Estheau's hand never left Maris's neck, he would have to accompany Esher here to dry up endlessly, and it also meant that the grain and grass stored in Pohulaban to supply the 20,000 troops on the front line would be wiped out. Hercules sighed heavily, plunged the Avenger's arrow back into his quiver, and said helplessly, "Livingston has won." ā
"I haven't." Estheu choked Marys by the throat and said calmly.
"Indeed," Hercules' voice dropped to freezing point suddenly, "even if your accomplices burn down the logistics base and escape, don't even think about leaving!" ā
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"Hurry up, pour the wine and oil on the baggage!" Kia gave a low command with a torch, and he himself was not idle, dropping a jar of oil in the corner of the house where the air-dried meat was stored. The fierce exchange of weapons over there had stopped, and there were only two possibilities, one was that Eshyus had been defeated and Hercules could come here at any time to kill them, and the other was that Eshyus was still contained, but it had changed from a very dynamic white-knuckle battle to a dull but more sinister hand-to-hand combat. Either way, they were pressed for time.
"That's enough, isn't it?" Anson had already taken off his obstructive heavy armor and was busy with everyone in the cold wind, he wiped the hot sweat from his head and asked Kia.
"Not enough!" Kia said categorically, "The grain and grass of the Pohulaban are enough to support the 20,000-strong army on the Fields front for more than a week, and there is no wind tonight, and this scale can only be burned at most one-fifth, at best, the Marquis of Siggimond is a little restrained, and cannot control the tide of the battle." Otherwise, why do you think I'd let Eshy drag Hercules for fifty minutes? ā
"Didn't you say you could be burned in twenty minutes?" Anson muttered.
"yes, there are thirty minutes left before we die in the fire." Kiapi said with a smile.