After leaving Shendefu, Eshua had planned to visit Viscount Ivanles again on the Finbrae Plains, and although the old man might not give him a positive answer, any negative reaction could be a subtle message, and even a closed door would leave room for Eshua to reason. However, the location of Fenbrei Castle was too far away from the main road, so as the temporary captain of the guard, Eshua could not leave the team at will, let alone lead the crown prince of the north to those who had questioned the legitimacy of the king's throne, otherwise it would cause great controversy. Eishu had no choice but to dispel this thought. On the contrary, Plutor inadvertently mentioned Viscount Ivanles' mount "Chill Wind" while crossing the Finbrai Plains, and Eshu asked a few words sideways, although Plutor was delicate about Eshy's rare opening, but unfortunately, he did not have much in common with Viscount Ivanles, but just wanted to get a closer look at the extremely long-lived steed that could stop the horses by neighing alone.

Before stepping into the Finbrai Plains, Esher came across several teams flying the Cloud Falcon Banner, which were naturally troops belonging to the Ivanles family. They traveled some distance with Estheus until they approached Duke Alexis' precinct before turning around. After a brief resupply break near Ryan, the party made their way into the Vaal Snowfield. From here, the bandits began to grow significantly denser, and the mercenaries haunted more and more frequently, often coming from behind the snowy slopes not far away with the sound of fighting every distance they had traveled. As long as it doesn't happen right under his nose, Esher won't force his way in. However, after penetrating deep into the heart of the snowfield, the sounds of the fighting disappeared, and the snowfield was empty and silent. Eshua was unimpressed at first, but when the road stretched between two steep slopes, he became alarmed. The terrain here is designed for ambushes, with forests of dragon's tooth pines behind the slopes for easy hiding for a small force, condescending strikes with plenty of long-range firepower, and trees as natural shelters. And because the slope of the snow slope is very high, it is quite difficult to climb the snow, so the ambushed party can only be beaten in the road. Esher and Wren had been ambushed by a modest wave as they crossed the area, but both of them were light riders, and with a slight increase of speed, they immediately left behind the first wave of arrows. However, most of the troops were heavily armored infantry, and there was a heavily loaded carriage, and the speed of the march was unsightly. But although Eixiu was vigilant, he didn't pay much attention to it, and it was doubtful whether the arrows of ordinary bandits, let alone shooting through the armor of regular troops, could leave scratches on the surface of the armor, so Eshyu only shrank his formation and gathered the guards around the carriage.

The attack was unexpected, and there was no signal, and a chaotic array of arrows had descended on the carriage with a sharp cracking sound. A large number of armored men emerged from the top of the slope and shot condescendingly at Eshy's group. But the members of the convoy were the elite of Gregory IV, and when they heard the sound of arrows breaking through the air, they didn't need Eshy's command, and the Iron Guard and the Dragon Knight had already spontaneously set up their shields and stood in front of all possible dead ends in the carriage. The pack horses neighing and fell, and the spare horses were shot into hedgehogs - the ambush was clearly divided, with the men on the northern slope shooting at the wagons to suppress the guards, and the men on the southern slope shooting the horses. Estheus did not carry a shield, he jumped off his horse, moved in quick succession, grabbed two arrows from mid-air, and found the opportunity to return the two men on the northern slope with a backhand. Before his position was covered by a rapid rain of arrows, Esher had already seen the orderly formation of the ambushes on the snowy slopes on both sides, and immediately realized that this group of people was no ordinary bandits.

With a flutter, Eshu pulled a spare shield from the carcass of a battered warhorse, and then rolled all the way to the carriage to block the rain of arrows. The dense and heavy tremor was reflected through the shield onto his forearm, and Estheu's arms trembled slightly. The bow and crossbow used by the opponent were unexpectedly powerful, and they were constantly pressing down intensively, but they did not rush down the snow slopes for hand-to-hand combat. Eshua circled the carriage, skillfully turning his shield to meet the others, but also roughly ascertaining the size of the ambush: about fifty men were entrenched in the north and south, all dressed in light chain armor and armed with heavy crossbows, and the snow in front of them was full of crossbow boxes.

"Warriors of the North, charge with me!" Prutor shouted and jumped out of the carriage, having changed into the armor of the Iron Guard, holding a shield in his left hand and an axe in his right. As soon as he showed up, he attracted the fire of the ambush soldiers from the north and south, and if it weren't for the fact that Eshua saw that the situation was not good and dragged him out of the carriage, and there were iron guards on both sides desperately to protect him, otherwise Plutor would most likely have followed in the footsteps of those horses.

"This group is very disciplined and has a high level of tactical execution, it can't be a bandit on the Vaal Snow Plain, if not the regular army of another country, then a top mercenary force. It was a premeditated ambush against His Highness. Esher propped up his shield with both hands, defending against arrows coming from in front of him, but already arrows were beginning to break through the shield compartment.

"You are a super-first-class martial artist, it shouldn't be difficult to break the game." Plutor turned the hatchet in his hand, and he knew that the ambush was coming for him, for no other reason, and the arrows had mostly landed around him since he appeared.

"It will not be difficult to kill them all," replied Estheau, "but I will not be able to protect His Highness during this time. ”

"Where, sir," Prutor smiled, "there is a chance to ask the scholars for knowledge of the battle formation, and there is a limit to the strength of one person. And the royal guards have seen a lot of such small scenes. He raised his axe and slammed the carriage behind him, "Warriors of the North, form a tortoiseshell formation!" ”

At the sound of an order, the dragon knight and the iron guard held their shields and closed them layer by layer with Plutor as the center, forming a huge and tight fortress in the dense rain of arrows. Plutor gave the order in an orderly manner, so the tortoiseshell formation began to slowly approach the northern slope, found a relatively gentle slope and began to climb, the whole process, the shield erected was not messy, and always maintained a regular shape. "I'll leave the South Slope to you, Sir!"

The rain of arrows "crackled" down, and although the "turtle shell" shook violently in the impact, it was never pried open at all, and every step was extremely solid and tough. The escort gradually approached the ambush on the northern slope, and the other party did not intend to engage them in close combat, and began to retreat in an orderly manner, but the shield array opened in time, and several short battle axes spun and thrown, which immediately caught the ambush by surprise, and before they could still color, the shield array closed in time and continued to approach. I don't know who screamed in the ambush: "Grass, I forgot that the 'Canglong Hidden Hand' can still be used like this!" ”

Canglong hides his hand!

Just as the Dragon Knights are an outlier among the National Knights, the knightly hidden hands of the Dragon Knights also have a "chic" reputation in the hidden hands of many famous knights. It's not a well-made, lethal weapon, it's just a short, sharp tomahawk that doesn't even have a blade, and it's too dull to be used as a logging axe. Unlike Fieldsway's well-crafted throwing axes, the handle of the tomahawk is made of heavy dragon's tooth pine wood, and the metal weight of the axe's head is insufficient, so the center of gravity is very rear, making it unsuitable for throwing, but with its weight, it can smash even through armor, and can effectively interfere with enemies when thrown down before a short engagement. Although it is nominally a hidden hand of the Knights, it is deployed on a large scale in Livingston's legions, which is also in line with the Dragon Knights' maverick style that is not bound by the Walides Charter. This round of flying axes did not cause effective damage to the ambush soldiers, but it slowed their pace, and before they could regroup, a figure had already jumped over the tortoiseshell formation and jumped onto the north slope, and the hideous battle axe in his hand slashed widely.

The tortoiseshell array dispersed, and Plutor stared at Esher like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, and turned his head to look at the southern slope, which had become a miserable slaughterhouse, and the ground was full of fragmented bodies, most of whom were fiercely cut in two by Eshu before they could even draw their swords. The wolf axe was incredibly sharp, so Estheu's killing was incredibly efficient. Plutor finally saw for himself the level of violence that the name of a super-first-class warrior carried. Eshu slashed the three people in front of him with an axe, and some of the mercenaries reacted quickly, directly picking up the heavy crossbow and aiming it at Eshu, but the axe blade accurately cut through the middle of the arrow and split the arrow shaft and arrow feathers in two, and then cut off the heavy crossbow and the arm held without stopping. The rest of the ambush soldiers disbanded and fled in all directions, but they were chased by Eishu from behind, and one by one they were cleanly cut down, and a few of the fish that slipped through the net did not run far away, and the crossbow arrows thrown with their bare hands pierced through the center of their eyebrows from the back of their heads. And when Esher pinned the wolf axe back to his waist and returned to Plutor in silence, his breathing was even as steady as if he had just taken a leisurely walk.

"People say that a super-first-class warrior is a warrior blessed by the gods, and I have some belief in it now." Prutor said in awe, raising his hand in a military salute to Estheus, as did the dragon knights and the guards.